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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 11, 2007 19:53:14 GMT
Nice touch. ....I'm just going to go hide artgirl from you until she finishes the next chapter.
..I just told you my plan..*gives Suki chocolate* I hope that distracts her...
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Post by artgirlb [a.k.a. Numbuh 138] on Feb 12, 2007 0:13:56 GMT
Thanks *hides and writes Chapter Six* Ooo, the folder is burning!
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Post by faircod1965 on Feb 12, 2007 5:17:47 GMT
Getting really exciting, I can hardly wait for the sixth chapter, great story.
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Post by artgirlb [a.k.a. Numbuh 138] on Feb 19, 2007 3:05:52 GMT
Here's Chapter Six!
And relax...I AM going to answer all the questions raised by this fic so far. So be patient, okay?
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Chapter Six
"Um...I think it's coming from this." Carmelite answered, pointing to the radar in front of her, then turned to Abby "This is the radar, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Abby responded, "See anything on there?"
Carmelite looked closely at the screen. A small gasp escaped from her lips.
"Leo." she said to her brother, "Floor it. NOW."
"What is it?" Leopold asked, raising his voice so he could be heard over a loud, approaching sound outside. It didn't take long for the passengers to recognize the sound as that of helicopter blades.
"Let's just say there's someone ELSE who'd fire at a Kids Next Door aircraft right behind us." Carmelite answered.
Without another question, Leopold did as his sister told him, and the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. sped up.
"Vhat's going on?" Heinrich asked.
"Nothing you guys need to worry about." Leopold quickly answered.
Abby, suspicious again, opened a nearby window, and, bracing herself against the force of the air blowing around the vehicle, looked outside. But before she could get a good look at whoever was following them, there was the sound of a gun going off, and a bullet whizzed past, causing Abby to jerk back in surprise.
"MOM, CLOSE THAT WINDOW!" Carmelite screamed in panic.
Abby shut the window and got back in her seat, as more guns fired.
"Who's shootin' at us?!" she asked, sitting down.
"Well...what happened in Numbuh One's dream?" Leopold asked back, eyeing the controls in front of him, as if looking for something.
"Can't we just talk about this later, when we're NOT being shot at?!" Carmelite shouted, "And I thought I told you to go faster!"
"We ARE going faster, but it's gonna take a while before we can outrun them."
At that point, the roar of the helicopters grew noticeably softer, and Carmelite was staring at the radar in confusion.
"They're...leaving." she announced, as the beeping on the radar died down.
"Funny," Leopold commented, "I thought they'd try to capture us or something."
"So...why'd ya ask about Numbuh One's dream?" Abby asked.
"Did he mention anything about a 'war' with the Kids Next Door?" Leopold asked.
"Yeah...he also said he had to sign a 'Bill of No Rights for Kids'."
"Alright, now this is just TOO weird a coincidence." Carmelite sighed.
"I don't want to freak you out too much," Leopold continued, facing Abby "So I won't tell you everything yet. But, let's just say Numbuh One's dream is more right than you know. I'm just glad that they didn't capture us. If we were caught, they'd take the time machine away, so we'd never be able to get you and Heinrich home. And who knows what would happen next? They could try interrogation...imprisonment...or worse...Delightfulization."
"Huh?" both Carmelite and Heinrich asked, not knowing what the last word meant.
"You don't wanna know." Abby told them.
"Looks like we're speeding up some more." said Leopold, changing the subject, "We'll be at our house in no time."
Unbeknownst to the group, there was a small, bullet-sized object lodged into the back of the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S., which emitted a small beep as the aircraft flew off towards its destination.
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"We're here." Leopold told the others, as the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. slowed down and landed.
Abby looked out a nearby window, and was surprised to see that the house they had landed in front of was apparently not only her future house, but her present house as well.
"Isn't zis..." Heinrich began, also recognizing the house.
"Yeah." Leopold answered him, while getting up, "Grandma and Grandpa moved back to France before Mom and Dad got married, so Mom bought the house."
"I think it's almost the same as when you last saw it." Carmelite told Abby, then added, under her breath, "With some small changes..."
"All right, everybody out." Leopold informed the others, opening the door.
Leopold led the others out of the bus, with Carmelite following right behind him, and Abby and Heinrich getting out last.
"You all right, Heiny?" Abby asked.
"Ja." Heinrich replied, though Abby could tell he was lying.
"You sure? You've been in a bad mood all day..."
"Vhy do you care?"
"Heiny, something's buggin' you. What is it?"
"Ask zem." Heinrich snapped, motioning towards Leopold and Carmelite, who were opening the front door, waiting for Abby and Heinrich to catch up.
"What did my kids do to you?" Abby asked.
"Zey von't tell me exactly vhy I'm here."
"That's not all that's wrong, is it?"
"I don't vant to talk about it, liebchen." Heinrich answered, ending the conversation.
Abby sighed in frustration, then looked back in Leopold and Carmelite's direction. However, they weren't there anymore, and the front door was closed.
"Come on," Abby told Heinrich, "We might as well catch up."
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Carmelite and Leopold were in the garage, where Carmelite was standing in front of a medium-sized box. She effortlessly pushed it away, revealing a trap door with a small padlock on it.
"Now, I'm not gonna be long in here," Carmelite told Leopold, as she held the padlock "So you have plenty of time to - Uh, do you mind not looking while I'm entering the combination? I'd like to keep this one private."
"All right, all right." Leopold answered, looking in the opposite direction, but still listening.
"Danke." Carmelite said, "Anyway, you've got plenty of time to fill in Mom and Dad on anything else they need to know, and to get anything you need."
Carmelite snapped the lock open, and opened the trap door, which led to a flight of wooden stairs. She descended down the stairs a little, grabbed the padlock, and shut the door behind her. There was a sound of the padlock snapping shut again, indicating she'd locked the door from the inside. Leo took the sound as a cue to pick up the box and place it back over the trap door.
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Post by faircod1965 on Feb 19, 2007 10:56:26 GMT
This is getting really exciting, they finally got to the future time.
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Post by destinyinevitable on Feb 20, 2007 3:00:10 GMT
You know I love this story so much..*hugs it* And it's even cooler that you've done some art for it, too! You rock! ^_^
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Post by faircod1965 on Feb 22, 2007 18:29:23 GMT
I wonder what chapter seven has in store.
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Post by artgirlb [a.k.a. Numbuh 138] on Feb 25, 2007 20:08:32 GMT
Chapter Seven!
As I said on the 5/H thread, quite a few things mentioned here will come into play later...
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Chapter Seven
"Okay, we've got a little change in plans." Leopold told Abby and Heinrich, as the three gathered in the kitchen. Leopold was holding a large, rolled-up paper, which he unrolled onto the the kitchen table. Across the top of the paper were the words "INSTITUTE FOR THE CRIMINALLY CHILDISH", and underneath was a map.
"This is the jail you're gonna end up in, Mom." he continued, turning to Abby, "See, she had some information about President Uno - well, he was actually a Senator back then, but still pretty powerful - and he and the rest of what used to be your team let it slip that you were still a Kids Next Door operative. Since the war with the Kids Next Door had just begun, they naturally arrested you for it."
"When was that?" Abby asked, a little unnerved at her future.
"Three years ago. And let's just say the years haven't been good to you."
"So, vhat are ve doing?" Heinrich asked, trying to make sense of the map.
"Well," Leopold began, "We were going to split up at first - Mom and I would break into the prison while you and Carmelite would go look for Dad, using whatever hints we got from Stickybeard. But, seeing as Dad went to the prison in the first place, we're all going there to check and see if he had any luck getting Mom out. If he didn't, we break her out, and the five of use can go find Dad. If he did, we look for both of them."
"How are we gonna do that?" Abby asked.
"I know where to look...at least, I'm pretty sure."
"Vell, zat's helpful..." Heinrich sarcastically muttered.
"Anyway, I already borrowed a couple 2x4 weapons before we left," Leopold continued, "They're back in the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. And Carmelite's going through her arsenal, so we'll be ready for anything."
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"I can't believe I'm NOT ready!"
Carmelite was in a dimly lit, underground room. The walls were covered with maps leading to ancient ruins, candy-related artifacts, and an occasional photo. She was in front of a desk, with a few candy-based weapons laid carefully out on it, and was rummaging through a giant trunk, panicking as she looked for something.
"How could I forget those explosives?! Where are they where are they whe - oh, HERE they are!"
She pulled out a small sack and put it in her pocket. Then, Carmelite looked over the weapons she had set out on the desk.
"Leo said to travel light..." she muttered to herself, "...maybe I'll just take the sword and the licorice."
She picked up a sword fashioned from a candy cane, hooked it onto her belt, then grabbed a long, rolled-up licorice whip, and fit it into her other pocket. Carmelite then heard a knock on the trapdoor.
"Hey, you ready yet?" Leopold's voice called down.
"Yeah, I'm ready." Carmelite replied, "I just had a small crisis, but I'm fine now."
"Good, because we're gonna leave now." Abby's voice added.
"LEO!" Carmelite yelled, marching up the wooden stairs, "What part of 'secret hideout' don't you understand?!"
"Oh, come on." Leopold answered, "Kid or adult, these two know about it, anyway."
Carmelite unlocked the trapdoor, then opened it. Leopold, Abby, and Heinrich were waiting for her in the garage. The garage door was open, with the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. still standing outside. The group got into the vehicle, but not before Abby took a quick glance at the back of the bus.
"Something wrong, Mom?" Leopold asked.
"Numbuh Five just thought she saw something stuck on there..." Abby replied, "Might've been a bug, 'cause it's gone now."
"Well, get in, then."
As the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. took off, a black sedan drove up towards a nearby intersection. There were two people in the car, watching as the vehicle flew off.
"That was too close." the driver commented, "And you said giving the tracking device a Camouflage Mode was a dumb idea."
"Can we not talk about this?" the person in the passenger seat sighed, "Let's just follow them before Uno fires us."
The driver said no more, and drove the sedan towards its target.
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"So, who else is in this prison?" Abby asked her future children.
"Well..." Leopold pondered, "Rachel T. McKenzie used to be in there...you probably know her better as Numbuh 362. I don't know what happened to her recently, though. I know for sure that The Tommy - or Tommy Gilligan, as some people still call him - is still at large, so he's not there yet. But I think you might know Mushi Sanban. She's in for an...extreme protest for Rainbow Monkey rights."
"Huh?"
"Let's just say she scribbled over the fine line between protesting and just being crazy with her 'Eleventy-Billion Color Shower of Doom'."
"Oh. Anyone else?"
"Not sure you would know a lot of them...a lot of other operatives from your time are either working for the adults, just living a normal life, or missing."
"Like who?"
"Numbuh Nine. Or Maurice, as you'd know him now."
"Maurice is gone?!" Abby exclaimed.
"That's right." Carmelite said, nodding.
"Who is zis Maurice?" Heinrich asked suspiciously.
"You don't need to worry about him right now." Leopold told him, "Hey, look, we're almost there. Get ready for landing, everyone."
As the bus tilted downwards, Abby looked in Heinrich's direction, but he looked away from her, though Abby could tell he was even angrier now then he had been earlier.
"Heiny, could ya just tell me what's wrong?" Abby asked, but Heinrich didn't say anything.
As the bus landed, the passengers looked out the windows to see the nearby prison looming over them.
"Well...you guys ready?" Leopold asked, getting up from his seat.
"Ready as we'll ever be." Abby replied. In truth, all four were nervous as they exited the bus to put the recently-changed plan into action.
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Post by faircod1965 on Feb 25, 2007 23:15:31 GMT
Even more excitement, and they found the building too. Anything can happen in the next chapter.
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Post by lilshy on Mar 2, 2007 7:43:40 GMT
okay I'm popping my head in (a)because I love this couple and should really check the thread out and (b) I love this fic! (I also love Leopold)
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Post by numbah74 on Mar 2, 2007 8:40:39 GMT
This is th best fic ever! So dramatic and actiony, I love how you actually type how Heinrich would pronounce it. I like all the inside refernces too i.e: the fourth flayour, the tommy etc. Plaes continue! This is one of those good romantic fics that doesnt just have 2 chapters and a confession. ;D
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Post by artgirlb [a.k.a. Numbuh 138] on Mar 2, 2007 14:04:08 GMT
Thank you, all of you! okay I'm popping my head in (a)because I love this couple and should really check the thread out and (b) I love this fic! (I also love Leopold) Well, what're you waiting for? Go check the thread out! (and not just 'cause of the 5/H discussion...it's also where I have each chapter proofread before I post it ) This is th best fic ever! So dramatic and actiony, I love how you actually type how Heinrich would pronounce it. It's good to know I can write Heinrich's dialogue decently ^^ His accent gave me all sorts of trouble in the beginning... Well, I always like it when a KND fic has inside references. ;D You mean those fics that are 99% fluff and only 1% stuff that would...oh, I don't know...PLAUSIBLY happen in the show? I aim for mine to not be one of them
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Post by artgirlb [a.k.a. Numbuh 138] on Mar 2, 2007 15:40:55 GMT
So sorry about the double-post, but...
Chapter Eight
Leopold pushed aside a nearby radiator as he led Abby, Heinrich, and Carmelite through the air vent.
"Mom's cell is this way." he informed his future parents, as they all stepped out of the vent.
"I'll stay here and make sure no one's caught on to us breaking in." Carmelite told her brother. Leopold nodded in approval, and, with Abby and Heinrich close behind, ran down the hallway while Carmelite pulled the radiator back.
Before long, he stopped in front of a cell. All three kids took one glance at the cell and noticed the door was wide open.
"Looks like your daddy was here, all right." Abby commented to Leopold, looking around the cell, as the group wandered in it. Abby spotted a small, peppermint candy lying on the floor, and picked it up.
"So ve haff to go look for both Abigail und her husband?" Heinrich sighed in exasperation.
Suddenly, there was a loud clanging noise. All three kids turned to see the cell door shut, and an intimidating figure standing on the other side.
"I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere." one of them said. Abby squinted to get a better look at the person in the prison's dimly lighted environment.
"Cree?" she asked the figure, "Is that you?"
"Who else would it be?" snapped the adult Abby had recognized as her sister.
"It figures Aunt Cree would be on their side." Leopold remarked.
"Zis is so confusing..." Heinrich muttered.
"At least I know what happened to that time machine now." Cree said, ignoring the boys, "And my partner's already informing President Uno that a certain prisoner's escaped. The only question is...what to do with you?"
Suddenly, a small, round object skidded across the floor and rested in front of the cell. At first, it appeared to be a piece of butterscotch candy, but it emitted a small, flashing red light.
"Stand back!" Leopold shouted to Abby and Heinrich, "I know where this is going..."
All three stepped backwards towards the back wall of the cell, as a bewildered Cree watched. The flashing grew quicker, and was accompanied by a high-pitched beeping. Then, with a sudden BOOM, the candy exploded in a huge blast of sugar and smoke. The cell door was knocked over by the force, and landed a foot away from the three kids. As the smoke still hung in the air, they recognized the form of Carmelite rushing towards them.
"Thanks." Abby said to her.
"It was nothing." Carmelite said. There was a groaning sound, and all four listened to hear Cree getting up, after being pushed down by the explosion.
"Should've used one of the blurpleberry ones..." Carmelite thought aloud, "That would've knocked her out."
"This is Agent Cree Lincoln." Cree's voice could be heard saying, "I'm at the Institute for the Criminally Childish, and I need backup."
The group of four dashed through the slowly-clearing smoke, trying to see if they could find their way to the radiator. Leopold got there first, and pulled it up before jumping into the air vent.
"I don't think she's gonna cha-OOF!" Carmelite began, before forcefully hitting her head on the wall above the vent. She fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Come on, Carmelite," Leopold said to his sister, "Get up...Carmelite?...uh oh..."
"Vell, at least zat shut her up." Heinrich commented. Abby sharply elbowed him in his arm, causing Heinrich to give out a small yelp of pain.
"Knock it off!” Leopold scolded them, as he pulled his sister into the vent, “I need some help here!”
Without a word, Abby helped get Carmelite, and herself, into the vent. Heinrich, still rubbing his arm, followed.
Cree, meanwhile, watched their silhouettes in the smoke as she got up.
“They can’t hide for long.” she muttered.
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Later, the group was in the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S., heading at full speed back to the house.
“Aunt Cree’s involved now,” Leopold told the conscious members of the party, “So we’re gonna start playing it safe.”
“What does that mean?” Abby asked, keeping watch over the still knocked-out Carmelite, who was lying on the floor in the back of the bus.
“That means I’m leaving you and Heinrich at home to watch the place and Carmelite while I go look for your adult self and Dad. We’re messing with the timeline enough as it is, so I’m not gonna get you two killed.”
“Vhat?!” Heinrich exclaimed, “Nein! Ze last thing I vant is to haff to vork vith Abigail again!”
“Would it kill you to get past your grudge for a while?”
“Maybe...”
Leopold sighed, and got the bus ready to land, as they had reached their destination.
"Come on, Heiny," Abby said, as she got up and walked over to Carmelite, "Help me out over here..."
Heinrich stayed in his seat, refusing to help Abby pick up the unconscious girl.
"Heinrich..." Leopold said, "The longer you stay here, the longer it'll take to get you home."
Convinced, but still not happy, Heinrich got up and helped Abby pick up Carmelite, and carry her out the door. As soon as they got out of the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S., it took off and sped away. Abby and Heinrich continued carrying Carmelite into the house, neither of them saying a word. As soon as they got in, and had placed their burden on the couch, Abby broke the ice.
"We're gonna be in here a while, Heiny." she pointed out, "Ya might as well tell me what's goin' on."
"Not zis again..." Heinrich groaned, "I said I didn't vant to talk about it."
"Oh, like you don't wanna talk about what REALLY happened in Guatemala?"
"You left, I vas grounded...vhat more is zere to talk about?"
"That's not all that happened, and you know it. Anyway, can't you just tell Numbuh Five what's been on your mind since we got here?"
"You vouldn't understand, liebchen."
"Doesn't mean I can't try to..."
"But you still vouldn't get it."
"I'm not gonna stop buggin' you until you talk."
Heinrich was silent for a moment, considering what he should say.
"Vell..." he finally spoke up, "Zere are some things I've been confused about..."
Abby smiled. Maybe this would be easier than she thought...
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"So...they escaped?"
"Yes." Cree replied, speaking into her communicator, "But I have an idea of where they went."
"Good." the British-accented voice on the other line said, "Send the coordinates to General Beetles, and he'll take care of them."
"I'm on it, President Uno." Cree assured him, then clicked off her communicator, an evil grin on her face.
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Post by faircod1965 on Mar 2, 2007 18:38:47 GMT
This is getting very exciting, and Cree's in the story as well.
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Post by destinyinevitable on Mar 2, 2007 23:15:21 GMT
Wow, nice update, artgirl! Especially loved Heinrich's line about "well, at least it shut her up". You rock, and so does this story. ^_^
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