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Operation C.U.R.F.E.W.	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 9542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Operation C.U.R.F.E.W.
- 2-CURFEW Part 2
- 1
- 2
Operation CURFEW
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Now loading: Teens Next Door mission

Operation: C.U.R.F.E.W.

Carnal
Urges
Renew
Family
Ethics
Wonderfully

Writing Operative: Mr. Rich
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1845 Hours

“Man, I hate cruddy stakeouts!”

Numbuh 4 a.k.a. Wallabee Beetles, 16 years old, sits back in his beach chair and folds his arms over his chest, wearing a sneer that can rival most of the adult foes he’s faced in his life. Still, he maintains watch over Father’s Mansion from his poolside station along with his best friend Hoagie Gilligan a.k.a. Numbuh 2. Hoagie’s lost much of his adolescent weight, and now barely looks like the plump kid from his 10 year old days. The two are on stakeout; something Wally obviously deems a severe waste of his time.

Such is the mission for the Teens Next Door, the organization that was founded by Numbuh 5 & Numbuh 362. Since the members of Sector V and various other KND operatives turned 13, they’ve transferred to the TND in order to keep adults in check, while fighting for teen rights. Tonight’s mission is to examine the actions of the Wonderful Young Adults from Around the Corner, formerly the Delightful Children. Rumor through internet chatrooms are that they’re carrying out instructions so that Father can initiate his biggest plan to date.

“Come on, man. This is the easiest part of our jobs.” Hoagie says, getting himself a cold soda from a cooler across the way.

“If I wanted to just sit and watch stuff, I would’ve joined the damn Astronomy Club!” Wally barks out.

“Didn’t they give you an invitation to—?”

“HEY!!!” Wally yells out to Hoagie, not wanting that information spoken in public. In his teen years, he’s grown better with his education, but doesn’t want to lose his bullying reputation.

“Sorry, man.” Hoagie grabs a soda can for his buddy and tosses it to him as he walks back to his empty beach chair. Hopping in it, he cracks his can open and takes a swig, before wiping his mouth. “So, how’s that school project you & Numbuh 3 been working on going?”

Wally takes a gulp of his pop before letting out an audible burp and answering. “Honestly, she’s been doing all the work. I swear man, ever since she became a teen, she’s been acting more & more like her mom. She doesn’t even collect those bloomin’ Rainbow Monkeys anymore.”

Hoagie nearly spits his pop out in shock, but holds on and swallows the gulp. “No way!”

“Seriously!” Wally reiterates. “I checked out her locker at school and at Headquarters, nothing! Just…schoolwork.”

“Whoa…” Hoagie utters in shock. It reminds him that with age indeed comes change. He still considers Kuki a good friend, and likewise with her; but the thought of her not collecting her most treasured & favorite toy anymore, is still unnerving.

“So how ‘bout the project you’re doing with Numbuh 5?” Wally asks, before taking another swig.

“It’s going great.” Hoagie answers. “Especially now that her sister Cree moved out and into her Dorm Room.”

A sly smirk appears on Wally’s face after hearing that. “Yeah, makes it a lot easier to focus without the eye candy.”

Hoagie takes offense to that. “Hey! Cree is not eye candy! If anything, Numbuh 5 looks a lot better than her and…oh crap, you baited me in, didn’t you.”

Wally nods his head yes before pumping his fist, reveling in his victory. “HA! I knew it! I knew you liked Numbuh 5!”

Wally then turns his attention back towards Father’s Mansion, happy that he tricked his buddy. But as Hoagie tries to dispute it, he feels a hand wrap around his mouth, muffling all words coming out of it. An arm then comes from behind and wraps around him, as two stealthy ninjas creep out into the open. Hoagie calls out to warn Wally, only to have his words muffled.

“Calm down, Numbuh 2.” Wally says. “I was just joking around. You know I won’t tell…anyone…?”

Glancing over to his friend, he finds him now being gagged as two ninjas prepare to carry him off. One of them turns their attention to Wally though, and prepares for battle as he jumps to his feet.

“Damn Cruddy College Ninjas!” Not wanting to let his buddy go without a fight, Wally charges forward and quickly takes out one ninja with a devastating jumping spin kick to the head. Almost instantly though, another ninja pops out from the bushes, a very familiar one. Wally leaps at her, intending to take her out just as quickly, but the ninja easily sidesteps Numbuh 4. Before he can recover, the ninja grabs hold of him by the hood, and violently flings him into the pool, creating a big splash.

“AAAACCCCCKKKK-PPPPPPPPTTTT!!!”

It’s at this moment that Wally wishes he had taken those swimming lessons two months ago, as he flails his arms and kicks, trying to stay afloat. Luckily, he’s able to find the edge of the pool as he hangs on for dear life. Bringing his soaked head up out of the water, he looks back at the ninja who carelessly took him for a swim, and notices her identity…it’s Cree.

“Hope you enjoyed the dip, Wally.” She says deviously, wearing a grin to match. She then turns away and leaps into some nearby trees, her two ninja teammates carrying Numbuh 2 in tow. Angrily, Wally pulls himself out of the water and runs over to the trees, only to arrive too late. Cree and her ninjas are long gone, with Numbuh 2.

But Wally doesn’t plan on doing nothing about it, as he pulls out his TND Communicator. “TND Base, this is Numbuh 4!” He reports as he starts to run to the front yard. “Numbuh 2 has just been kidnapped! Repeat, Numbuh 2 has just been kidnapped! I’m going to headquarters to get some 4x4 weaponry!”

He cuts across the yard and runs across the street into the parking lot of what appears to be a simple convenience store. Reaching a yellow-and-black concrete parking block, he stomps down on it and triggers open a secret hatch under him. Instantly, Wally finds himself shooting down a long tube, one that stretches deep below the city streets. As he reaches the bottom, he lands on his feet, right in the middle of TND Underground Headquarters. He doesn’t waste time enjoying the décor though, instead he makes a beeline towards the TND Weapons Room, but his path is suddenly blocked by a familiar young woman.

“Acting recklessly again, Number 4?”

Wally looks up to see the woman in front of her…Kuki Sanban a.k.a. Numbuh 3. She’s dressed in a gray woman’s business suit, and her hair is wrapped in a bun. Through her teen years she has slowly regressed from her carefree, joyous spirit side and has recreated herself in a new image, her mother’s.

“I don’t have time, Kuki.” He tells her. “Some cruddy college ninjas kidnapped Numbuh 2 and…”

“Then we should report it and follow procedure.” She replies calmly.

“We don’t have time for procedure, I—!”

“There’s always time for procedure.” Kuki interrupts, which nearly makes Wally blow a gasket.

“SCREW PROCEDURE!!!”

Those two words spark a heated argument between the two operatives who were once close friends. It’s one that lasts until another familiar voice drowns them out easily.

“SHUDDAP THE BOTH OF YA!!!”

Wally & Kuki turn towards the entrance to the TND War Room to see their Supreme Commander standing there, Abigail Lincoln a.k.a. Numbuh 5. Her outfit hasn’t changed much since her KND days. She still wears a largely oversized blue T-shirt with white piping, but her trademark red hat is adorned with the dual electric blue blades, and the orange tag displaying her number in the middle, customarily worn by the head honchos. She’s also wearing the very same shades Nigel Uno a.k.a. Numbuh One gave her when he departed for his Galactic station.

“Now, you mind telling Numbuh 5 why are you two arguing…AGAIN???” She asks.

Kuki turns to her commander and begins to explain. “Because Number 4 was deliberately bypassing procedure and…”

“We don’t have TIME for this!” Wally interrupts. “Hoagie’s just been kidnapped and…”

“I know, Numbuh 4.” Abby interrupts, cutting him off. “I got your communication, plus Hoagie activated his distress beacon. Now, if you two are done with the yelling contest, you can join Numbuh 5 in the War Room!”

Finished, Abby promptly turns on her heels and walks back into the room as Wally & Kuki follow after her. Kuki shoots Wally a glare that screams disdain and disapproval; and it doesn’t go unnoticed.

“I liked you a lot better when you had those Rainbow Monkeys.” He utters, a statement powerful enough to stop Kuki in her tracks. It deals a blow to her heart, and for a short moment, reveals the caring and considerate Kuki of her childhood days. She quickly shakes it off though, and scoffs at Wally’s comment as she follows him inside.

Walking in, Wally & Kuki find themselves joined by two other KND legends now turned TND operatives; Numbuh 86 a.k.a. Fanny Fulbright, who’s still head of decommissioning, and Numbuh 362 a.k.a. Rachel McKenzie, the former Supreme Leader. She’s now co-head of the TND organization along with Numbuh 5. Wally & Kuki take their seats at the war table as Numbuh 5 walks to the head of it.

“There have been random kidnappings of a lot of the Teens Next Door members,” Abby starts, “And the one connection to all of them is that each member is a former Kids Next Door operative, specifically from the science division. Now I placed a tracking device on Numbuh 2 just in case he…”

“You mean…this tracking device?”

Abby stops her address and immediately turns around, recognizing the voice instantly. Looking up at the huge widescreen video-screen, her fear is confirmed; the voice belongs to her sister Cree, who’s currently holding the tracking device between two fingers.

“Oh Abby, I thought the Kids Next Door taught you better than that…” She says, crunching it between her fingers.

“We’re the Teens Next Door now, Cree.” Abby snipes back.

“And I’m beyond both Kids and Teens!” Cree snipes back. “I’m in college, and only a year from being a full fledged adult.”

“ENOUGH with all this yappin’!” Numbuh 86 barks out. “Jus give us back our operative!”

“Oh, you mean Hoagie?” Cree asks. “Sorry, he’s indisposed right now. His skills are needed for a much greater purpose than saving the homecoming float.”

Numbuh 5 rolls her eyes in annoyance. “Look, why don’t you just tell us your demands for him so we can get this over with.”

It’s that comment that sends an angered look to Cree’s face. “You see, that’s the problem with you, Abby!” She barks out. “You think you know everything. You think you have a handle on everything, even more than your older sister. But this time, the matter is much larger than you, or any member of your adolescent club! So why don’t you just sit tight and hang in some online chat room or something, while Hoagie is used for more important purposes. But don’t worry…”

Abby glares coldly at her sister, and Cree responds by grinning deviously. “…I’ll give him back…when I feel like it.”

The screen cuts to black, and Abby is left without answers. She doesn’t know what her sister and her cohorts want with Numbuh 2, she doesn’t know their plan, she doesn’t even know when or if they’ll give him back. The one thing she does know though…is that she’s pissed.

“So what do we do, Abby?” Numbuh 362 asks. “Your sister obviously doesn’t want to talk.”

“Oh, she’ll talk.” Abby responds vindictively. “I’m real sure that I can make her talk.”

2018 Hours…

“Well, welcome back home, daughter of mine!”

Cree walks in through the front door of her former home as her father greets her. “It’s so good to see you again, with the reunion, and the reuniting, and the…”

“Yeah, yeah, great to see you too, Dad.” Cree cuts him off, leaping and bounding up the stairs to the 2nd floor. “Just here to get a few things I forgot!”

She reaches the 2nd floor and makes a beeline towards her room. “Dammit! Of all the times I had to forget my study books! I gotta get this mission completed.” Reaching her bedroom door, she reaches forward and grabs the knob. But as she just begins to turn it, the door violently flies open, sending her backwards into the adjacent wall. As she slides down to the floor, a foot is pressed hard against her neck. The foot belongs to her younger sister Abby, whose has a TND S.L.U.G.G.U.H. pointed at her.

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Teens Next Door

S.L.U.G.G.U.H.

Spring Loaded Upper-Cutting Glove Gives Unbelievable Headache

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“WHERE’S NUMBUH 2???”

Instead of answering, Cree shakes off the blow and smirks at her sister. “Abby, I should’ve known you’d be waiting for me.” She says. “Oh wait, I DID!”

Using her right leg, she brings her foot up to Abby’s stomach and pushes her away with it. Abby stumbles back into her sister’s room, giving Cree the opening to strike. But Abby sees it coming, and easily ducks her attack, sending her older sister crashing onto her bed. Only for a moment though, as Cree quickly recovers.

“I don’t have time for this!” She yells.

“Well you better make time!” Abby replies.

At that moment, Cree actually gets a good look at her room, and sees that she’s surrounded by TND Operatives; namely Numbuh 3, Numbuh 4 and Numbuh 86. She also notices that the décor of her room has changed dramatically. Gone are the posters of her favorite singers and actors, and in their stead are ones that Abby adores.

“YOU TOOK OVER MY ROOM!!!” Cree yells at her sister.

“It was free game when you left for college!” Abby quips back. “Besides, Dad always wanted a Romper Room, so I just gave him mine. Now all of us are gonna go down to TND Headquarters! But first, you’re gonna tell me what you did with Numbuh 2.”

Abby narrows her eyes at her sister as she keeps her S.L.U.G.G.U.H. aimed at her. But Cree just grins confidently at her threat, as if she knows something her little sister doesn’t. “There you go again Abby, thinking that you know everything. Did you really think I wouldn’t have my room prepared for an assault from your little team?”

Without warning, the older Lincoln holds her breath, shuffles her leg and kicks the middle pillow at the head of her bed. That activates noxious gas that emanates from her bedposts and fills the room. Immediately, Numbuh 5 dives out of the room and straps on her gas masks, but the other TND Operatives aren’t so lucky.

“CRIKEY!!!” Wally yells. “It smells like my bloomin’ gym locker!”

Within seconds, every operative in the room passes out from the extreme stench, giving Cree a clear path to the window and her escape. She dives out and quickly climbs onto the roof of the house, waiting for her ride to pick her up. But as she looks around for them, company arrives.

“Stop right there, Cree!”

The older Lincoln turns around to see her younger sister standing across the roof, still armed with a S.L.U.G.G.U.H.

“I don’t have time for this!” Cree says, grabbing the watch on her right wrist. Adjusting it, her body is then suddenly engulfed in a skintight fabric, which is then adorned with various pieces of armor, transforming her into a collage ninja, mask and all. “Now beat it, before I beat you!”

Surprisingly, Abby just grins deviously at the transformation. “Nice outfit, but I found a way to make the odds…even.”

Reaching down her shirt, she grabs the bottom and pulls it up to her chin, revealing a black sports bra holding back her perky bosom. She then presses a white button on the bra in between the cups, which triggers a transformation of her own, almost identical to Cree’s. Within moments, Abby is covered in her own ninja battle ready armor, complete with armor and mask.

This is only enrages Cree even more. “You…stole…my…BRA!!!”

“You left it, free game.” Abby counters, before lunging towards her sister. She tackles Cree and pins her down to the roof, but Cree powers out of it and rolls onto Abby. That then starts a chain reaction, with the two sisters rolling with each other down the side of the roof, until the hit the ledge. Once off the house, the two slam their eyelids shut and prepare themselves for a brutal fall…but it doesn’t come. Cree’s the first one to open her eyes, and she finds the reason they haven’t made impact. Her ride has arrived, in the form of a massive airship. It has a tractor beam locked on to her, and Abby, much to her chagrin.

“NO, WAIT!” She yells. “Change the settings! You have my sister!”

Her protests go unheard, as the tractor beam lifts and pulls them higher, and into the ship. “STOP! You can’t take her! SHE’S JUST A TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN…”

2100 Hours…

After a bright flash of white light, Cree finds herself on the floor, in the docking bay of a ship. She slowly stands up and shakes off the effects before regaining her bearings. Once on her feet, she spots several other college kids rushing over to her, all of them wearing white lab coats.

“Hold still a moment, Cree.” One of them says, as the others scan her body with handheld devices. “The tractor beam is still experimental and there might be some side effects.”

“Yeah, whatever…” Cree utters, not really caring as she tries to reorganize her mind. But as she glances across the bay, she spots the shadow of the other passenger brought with her onto the ship sprinting down the hall. “ABBY!!!”

Breaking away from the college scientists, she gives chase, going full speed down the hallway to catch up to her little sister. Up ahead, Abby stays in rapid step, quickly checking every open door she finds for any sign of her teammate.

“NUMBUH 2, WHERE ARE YA???” She yells, hoping to get an answer. After a moment of silence, she hears a faint cry in the form of Hoagie’s voice. Tracking it, she heads down the right corner in the hallway and dashes high speed towards the end of the hall, where she spots a door that’s cracked open. Like a heroine in an action movie, she kicks open the door and draws out her S.L.U.G.G.U.H., ready for action.

“Don’t worry Numbuh 2; I’m here to…rescue…you?”

Looking around in the room, she finds she’s just busted in on what looks to be a Den area complete with a coffee table, a widescreen TV, and a couch, which Numbuh 2 is currently lying on.

“Rescue me from what, Numbuh 5?” He asks, reaching onto the table and grabbing a handful of chips out of a bowl. “I’ve been treated like royalty since they brought me here.”

Abby just drops her jaw and her weapon in response. She tries to ask just what the hell is going on, but a presence appearing behind her diverts her attention. Making a 180, she turns and aims her weapon, only to have it slapped out of her hands by Cree, who stands over her. She then grabs Abby by her collar and prepares for a slugfest, as Abby does the same when…

“STOOOOOOPPPPPP!!!!!”

The two Lincoln sisters hold their punches and turn towards the doorway and the source of the voice…Numbuh 74.239. He calmly walks into the room, hands inside the pocket of his lab coat, and makes his way over to Hoagie.

“I knew we wouldn’t be able to keep the Teens Next Door from finding out.” He says, before turning to the sisters. “Especially Numbuh 5.”

Abby frees herself from her sister’s grasp and turns to the TND scientist. “Numbuh 74? You told me you were going on sabbatical. What the hell are you doing with the college kids!?”

“I know I lied, Numbuh 5.” He replies. “But there’s a reason. The college kids and the Teens Next Door have a common problem. That’s the very reason why we need Numbuh 2 here and…”

Having heard enough, Abby leaps forward and grabs Numbuh 74 by his collar, getting right in his face. “You know what, Numbuh 5 is sick of the run around!” She barks. “So as your commanding officer, I order you to tell me what the hell is going on!”

Getting her point across, she releases her hold on Numbuh 74, causing him to stumble back. He regains his balance though, and gathers himself before walking towards the exit. “Alright, fair enough. Now if everyone would just follow me…”

Hoagie stands up from the couch and brushes himself off, before following Cree, Abby and Numbuh 74 out of the room and down the hall. They make a long journey through the airship, down hallways which could double as the labyrinth. But eventually, and finally, they reach the desired destination. Pulling out a keycard, Numbuh 74 swipes it along a marker, which opens the door to the main briefing room of the airship. As they all walk in though, Abby spots a sore sight for her eyes, in the form of former KND…Numbuh Infinity.

“YOU!!!”

Rage filling inside of her, she hops onto the large round table in the middle of the room, and starts toward the ‘treacherous’ operative. But before she can take a step in his direction, she’s grabbed by her ponytail and viciously snatched off of the table and into a chair, by her sister Cree.

“Cool it!” She says. “You shouldn’t even be here. But since you are, just listen!”

Cree takes a seat right by her sister as Numbuh Infinity nods his head in appreciation. “Thank you, Numbuh 11.”

“My name is Cree.” She replies coldly.

“Once a KND operative…” He counters, before turn his attention to the matter at hand. As he stands at the head of the table, it lights up and reveals a video layout of various satellites in orbit around the planet. “You are all gathered here because of a matter of dire importance. As most of you know, two of the Teens Next Door most notorious foes, Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb, have just turned 60, becoming senior citizens.” The video image switches to a recent photo of the two villains. “And it has just come to our attention that they made plans for their inevitable leap into oldness. In orbit as of this moment, there is a satellite waiting to be activated by them. This satellite is programmed to hack into the mainframes of all the world’s governments with one simple task…pass an initiative instituting a 7pm mandatory curfew.”

Mostly everyone begins to talk amongst themselves, as Abby looks over at Numbuh Infinity confused. “No offense but, curfews for kids? Isn’t that something that the Kids Next Door should be handling?”

“No, because it is not just for kids.” Infinity answers. “This curfew will be enforced for everyone under the age of 60. No one, kid, teen or adult, will be allowed freely on the streets! In short, the senior citizens will have complete control.”

Abby lowers her jaw in disbelief. “But…but that’s insane! How can this happen?” She asks, jumping out of her chair and slamming her palms on the table. “Why weren’t the Teens Next Door informed about this?”

“Because the last thing we need are a bunch of teens crying and bitching about what to do.” Cree answers. “And we don’t need whiners screwing up this mission.”

“Whiners!?” Abby takes offense to that, and gets right in her sister’s face. “How ‘bout I knock you around this room until YOU start crying.”

“I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!!!” Cree barks back, ready for a fight.

“ENOUGH!!!”

Everyone turns their attention back to Infinity, and the mission. “Now, while I initially wanted to leave the TND out of this, I am grateful for the help of their supreme commander.”

“Wait a minute, hold up!” Abby interrupts. “What about the adults? Where are they on this?”

“We tried to contact them but they said they have their own way of dealing with this.” Numbuh 74 replies. “Something about litigation or something…”

“Regardless, we have all that we need now.” Infinity continues. “Numbuh 2, since your one of the TND’s most regarded pilots and technological minds; I want you to work with Numbuh 74.239.”

Hoagie looks over at the shady TND scientist and develops doubts. “I don’t know. How am I supposed to trust that guy? Or you for that matter?”

“We’ll pay you with several rare Yipper Cards.” Infinity offers.

“I’M IN!!!” Hoagie declares, walking over to Numbuh 74 so they can begin work.

Infinity then turns his attention to the Lincoln sisters. “Cree, I need you to work with Abby, since you both are known to be excellent fighters. If Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb mount any kind of defense, we’ll need you two to take them out.” Infinity then walks around the table, past the two sisters as he makes his way to the exit. “Now I know the two of you are on disagreeable terms to say the least, but you will need to work together. Or else kids, teens, college kids, everyone who’s not a senior citizen will suffer.”

Both Cree and Abby nod their heads in agreement and stand up from the table. Infinity wishes them well as he makes his exit, heading for the bridge area. A moment later, Cree and Abby leave the room and enter a long hallway, where they’re about to join Numbuh 2 and the rest. Before they journey forward though, Cree decides to get an issue out of the way.

“Look, you don’t like me and I sure…”

“Stop!” Abby puts up a hand to stop her sister. “Let’s just get this clear right now. The only reason Numbuh 5 is doing this, is because the Teens Next Door have fought too hard to just roll over and have some old fogies decide when we can or can’t go home. Once this mission is over, it’s back to me hating you, and you hating me.”

“You got that right.” Cree agrees, before reflecting on something earlier. “Though, I gotta say, I’m surprised you fought me so well earlier. Usually I can swat you away with no problem, but you put up a good fight. Maybe cause you weren’t fighting for yourself.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Abby mutters, trying to walk away.

“Yes you do.” Cree counters, grabbing her little sister’s shoulder and stopping her. “You thought your precious Numbuh 2 was in peril, and you charged in to save him.”

“Knock it off!” Abby tells her sister, to no avail.

“Admit it! You like that flyboy geek, don’t you?” Cree continues. “You have ever since you were 10. In fact, I’m betting that you’re in love with him.”

“I said, KNOCK IT OFF!!!”

Abby tries to shut her sister up with a flying haymaker, but Cree sees it coming a mile away. She stops it cold by grabbing her arm, twisting it behind her back and slamming her face first into the wall. Cree then forcibly tugs on Abby’s ponytail, adding to the pain.

“Say it!” Cree demands. “You can’t hide it from me! CONFESS!!!”

“AAAGGHHH! ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT…I LIKE HIM!!!”

Satisfied, Cree releases her hold and backs away. And as Abby pushes herself off the wall and cradles her twisted arm, Cree proceeds on down the hallway; but not before addressing her little sister’s admission.

“Now, was that so hard?” She asks, hiding a devious smirk on her face. “And if you do well with this mission…I might even help you and Numbuh 2 with your relationship.”
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