Post by 06 on Jul 7, 2006 20:07:54 GMT
DONE!!!!
But it's the saddest thing I've written so far.
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Numbuh 5 had gotten really worried that something horrible had happened to Numbuh 6 so she had set out to find her. She kept getting mental images of Numbuh 25 losing it and taking out Roxanne for stopping him from shooting Noah. Or Numbuh 6 getting attacked by an animal of some sort. But what she saw surprised her so much she almost thought she was dreaming. When she made sure her eyes were working properly, she just stood there watching the two operatives both covered in blood but snuggled up to each other regardless, fast asleep. She didn’t want to disturb such a beautiful image, but didn’t have any choice. It was dangerously dark and her flashlight would only last for a certain amount of time.
She knelt beside Numbuh 25 and shook his shoulder. “...Numbuh 25...wake up!” she whispered.
Fredrick opened his eyes and waited for them to adjust to the dark before he replied. “...Who are you?! And why are you waking me up?!”
“Numbuh 5 from Sector V. I was sent ta’ find you guys an’ bring ya back.”
Fredrick glanced at Numbuh 6 who was in his arms and let go. “Um...whatever.” He got up carefully and stepped back.
“Numbuh 6...wake up girl!” Abby knew that Roxanne would need some noise to wake her up, but being where they were it was too dangerous to shout.
Roxanne opened her eyes slowly and rubbed them. “...Abby...? Wh...what...did I sleep here?!” She jumped up and dusted herself off.
“We gotta get back ta camp. The boys did a nice job on thuh sheltuh though...”
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Back at camp, everyone was asleep. Well, almost everyone. Roxanne was looking at the stars, admiring their beauty. They seemed to take all her troubles and worries away and replace them with tranquillity. She felt an overpowering sense of appreciation whenever she stargazed. Then Fredrick came to sit next to her. Roxanne only noticed he was there when he spoke.
“I thought you were asleep like the others...”
“I couldn’t sleep.” she looked dreamily up at the sky. “You?”
“Same...” He couldn’t stop looking at her. She looked so much more beautiful in the moonlight. “...Uh...I just wanted to...come and thank you for...saving me.”
She turned toward him and couldn’t help but look into his eyes. She immediately felt comfort like never before. “...You’re...you’re welcome...” It was startling...but she never wanted to stop.
In fact, neither of them did. They just sat there staring into each other’s eyes, feeling an incredible force slowly pulling them together.
But there was a loud crash that startled the two.
“It’s seems the shelter broke!” Numbuh 25 laughed, but in truth felt shattered. Numbuh 6 on the other hand, felt slightly relieved. It’s not that she didn’t feel anything, but exactly that. She felt something, something she never wants to feel again to avoid being hurt.
An assortment of noise filled the air as the kids who were in the shelter at the time tried to get the wood off them. “We should go help them.” Numbuh 6 could feel Fredrick looking at her sadly and just wanted to keep herself busy.
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And I know it's not great.
But it's the saddest thing I've written so far.
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Numbuh 5 had gotten really worried that something horrible had happened to Numbuh 6 so she had set out to find her. She kept getting mental images of Numbuh 25 losing it and taking out Roxanne for stopping him from shooting Noah. Or Numbuh 6 getting attacked by an animal of some sort. But what she saw surprised her so much she almost thought she was dreaming. When she made sure her eyes were working properly, she just stood there watching the two operatives both covered in blood but snuggled up to each other regardless, fast asleep. She didn’t want to disturb such a beautiful image, but didn’t have any choice. It was dangerously dark and her flashlight would only last for a certain amount of time.
She knelt beside Numbuh 25 and shook his shoulder. “...Numbuh 25...wake up!” she whispered.
Fredrick opened his eyes and waited for them to adjust to the dark before he replied. “...Who are you?! And why are you waking me up?!”
“Numbuh 5 from Sector V. I was sent ta’ find you guys an’ bring ya back.”
Fredrick glanced at Numbuh 6 who was in his arms and let go. “Um...whatever.” He got up carefully and stepped back.
“Numbuh 6...wake up girl!” Abby knew that Roxanne would need some noise to wake her up, but being where they were it was too dangerous to shout.
Roxanne opened her eyes slowly and rubbed them. “...Abby...? Wh...what...did I sleep here?!” She jumped up and dusted herself off.
“We gotta get back ta camp. The boys did a nice job on thuh sheltuh though...”
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Back at camp, everyone was asleep. Well, almost everyone. Roxanne was looking at the stars, admiring their beauty. They seemed to take all her troubles and worries away and replace them with tranquillity. She felt an overpowering sense of appreciation whenever she stargazed. Then Fredrick came to sit next to her. Roxanne only noticed he was there when he spoke.
“I thought you were asleep like the others...”
“I couldn’t sleep.” she looked dreamily up at the sky. “You?”
“Same...” He couldn’t stop looking at her. She looked so much more beautiful in the moonlight. “...Uh...I just wanted to...come and thank you for...saving me.”
She turned toward him and couldn’t help but look into his eyes. She immediately felt comfort like never before. “...You’re...you’re welcome...” It was startling...but she never wanted to stop.
In fact, neither of them did. They just sat there staring into each other’s eyes, feeling an incredible force slowly pulling them together.
But there was a loud crash that startled the two.
“It’s seems the shelter broke!” Numbuh 25 laughed, but in truth felt shattered. Numbuh 6 on the other hand, felt slightly relieved. It’s not that she didn’t feel anything, but exactly that. She felt something, something she never wants to feel again to avoid being hurt.
An assortment of noise filled the air as the kids who were in the shelter at the time tried to get the wood off them. “We should go help them.” Numbuh 6 could feel Fredrick looking at her sadly and just wanted to keep herself busy.
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And I know it's not great.