Operation: T.W.I.N.S. - Ch. 3
Title: Operation: T.W.I.N.S.
Chapter: 3
Fandom: Codename: Kids Next Door
Character(s): Wallabee "Numbuh 4" Beetles, One of the Delightful Children from Down the Lane
Genre: Drama, angst, family
Rating: K+/PG
Disclaimers: Codename: Kids Next Door © Mr. Warburton
Notes: This was just a weird idea I had one day, after making an observation about one of the Delightful Children and Numbuh 4. And at the time, there were some stories going around the fandom about 'one of the Delightful Children gaining a personality of their own', so I went ahead and did one as well. And...this was the result.
Summary: Numbuh 4 discovers that he has a twin brother. He also discovers that his twin brother is one of the Delightful Children...
[Chapter 2]
Continuing Transmission
There was a small groan as the small blond pushed himself off the floor. Wobbling a little as he stood, he put a hand to his aching head.
'Where am ah?' he wondered, looking around. He noted the bars that contained him in the tiny cell. 'Am ah in……jail? Or that crazy lady's zoo again?'
The creak of a door called his attention, followed by the sound of footsteps. The sound was getting closer, and the boy slowly approached the bars, wanting to see who was coming. When the person stopped, the boy's eyes narrowed.
"Greetings, Numbuh 4, " the captor said.
Numbuh 4 growled. "Ah shoulda known ya Delightful Brats were behind this…!" He blinked then, a little confused. Something was missing. "Wait….aren't there normally five of ya?"
"Brilliant observation…" the blond Child said, stepping closer to the bars.
Numbuh 4 blinked again, looking at the other blond. "Man, Ah thought you were all chained tageta or something'!"
A small blush colored the other's pale cheeks, but he said nothing in reply. Instead, he regained his composure and said, "What we have to talk about does not concern my brothers and sisters."
"Yeah? Well what do we 'ave ta talk 'bout?"
"First, it would probably be easier if I introduced myself. My name is William…"
The Tough Kid blinked. "You guys 'ave names?!"
"Of course we have names, you twit!"
The boy just stared at the other. "Okay…"
The door suddenly burst open, and the Kids Next Door stood, 2x4 technology at hand, searching around the mansion.
"Well, well, well…" said monotonous voices from within the shadows, "if it isn't the Kids Next Door. How…delightful of you to come…"
"Don't give us this act!" Numbuh 1 said, holding our his ray gun, aimed at the Children. "We know you creeps kidnapped Numbuh 4, and we want him back!"
The Delightful Children stepped into the light, facing the Kids. "Numbuh 4 is very busy at the moment…"
"Hold up…" Numbuh 5 said, lowering her weapon slightly, "y'all seem to be missin' somebody….."
"As are you…" they replied. "But this just makes it a fair fight. After all, it wouldn't be kind of us to fight you five-on-four, would it?"
The Leader scoffed. "You couldn't even beat us five-on-five! You can never beat us!"
"We shall see…"
Suddenly, there was an explosion, causing the ceiling above to shake.
"What was that?" Numbuh 4 asked, looking at the ceiling.
William looked up as well, then back at the other. "It seems your friends have come to rescue you…"
"All right!" he said. "Ah bet your brothas and sistas can't beat my friends!"
"They have no intention of beating your friends…"
"They don't?" Numbuh 4 asked, baffled.
"Not today…"
"So what are they doing?"
"They are just distracting your friends and giving us a chance to talk…"
The Tough Kid growled slightly. "Well, what're we s'pposed ta talk 'bout?!"
"Your birthday was a few days ago, wasn't it Wallace?"
The Aussie blinked. "Yeah, how'd ya know?"
Not answer, the Child instead asked, "Did your parents ever tell you anything that day?"
"Well…they did tell me that Ah 'ave a twin brotha…but they put 'im up for adoption 'cuz they couldn't cake care 'a' tha both of us…"
"Do your parents know who adopted him?"
"Nah…they neva found out…"
William nodded slightly, turning away from the other.
"'ey, 'ow'd ya know all that anyway?"
Looking at the other, the Child then said, "My birthday was a few days ago as well…"
The Kid blinked slightly. "Really? Ah thought ya had a party for your birthday…"
"That's with my brothers and sisters. But a few days ago, it was just my birthday…"
"Whaddya mean?"
Not facing the other, William closed his eyes. "Did you know I was adopted…?"
"You?!" Numbuh 4 asked, astounded. "Adopted?!"
The Child nodded slightly.
"But you're just like the othas!"
"I was adopted when I was only an infant, so I grew up with the others…so we are a lot alike…but they are not my true family…"
The Aussie's curiosity got the better of him. "But then…who…?"
"Isn't it obvious, Wallace?" William cried, turning to face the other.
Numbuh 4 jumped back, slightly surprised at the emotion shown by the Child, especially in usually empty eyes.
With a sigh, William regained his composure and said, "But think, Wallace…why would I have you brought here to talk about this?"
"Well…Ah…"
"Is it just coincidence that your twin brother was put up for adoption while I was adopted by my father?"
"Maybe…"
"But how did I know what your parents told you? And that your birthday was a few days ago, which was the day of my real birthday?"
Numbuh 4 shook his head, not wanting to believe what the other was subtly telling him. "It…it can't be…! You're…you're lying…this is jus' a joke…"
"You honestly think that I would joke at all, let alone something like this?!"
But the Tough Kid still refused to believe it. "Prove it then!"
Pulling out a folder, the Child pulled out a piece of paper, showing it to the other. "This is a graphing pf our DNA. Yours is the one on the bottom…"
Looking at the paper, Numbuh 4 didn't really understand it. However, he noticed that both patters looked the same. "So?"
"So…our DNA is the same…how is that possible unless we are related…?"
"'ow do Ah know that it's real, though? Ya coulda just made it up!"
With a sigh, William shook his head. "You wouldn't happen to have a birthmark, would you?"
Numbuh 4 blinked, looking at the other curiously. "Yeah…"
"On your wrist, perhaps?"
Rolling up his long orange sleeve, the Tough Kid looked at the birthmark that encircled his wrist. "Yeah…" he looked up at William. "How'd ya…?"
Rolling up his own sleeve, William showed the other the similar birthmark on his own wrist.
Numbuh 4's eyes widened slightly. "No way!"
"Whether you or I want to believe it, it's true…" the Delightful Child pushed his sleeve down to cover his wrist and began to walk away. "So we should get used to it…Brother…"
The Kid stared at nothing, not noticing that the other was gone. He didn't hear the door close, or even as it opened again. He didn't notice the many footsteps coming toward him, or the fact that his friends were soon standing there.
"Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 1 said as Numbuhs 2, 3 and 5 began to melt the bars. "Numbuh 4…!"
The blond didn't answer. He seemed to be in a trance.
As the door opened, Numbuh 3 walked in, looking at the smaller boy. Then, with a playful giggle, she hit him on the head.
"Ow!" he said, holding the area the Asian girl had hit. "What was that fo'?!"
She giggled a little. "To wake you up, silly!"
"Are you alright, Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 1 asked.
"Huh?" The Aussie continued to rub his head even if the pain was gone. "Oh yeah, Ah'm okay…"
"Da Delightful Children didn't do nothin'?" Numbuh 5 asked, slightly surprised.
"Nah…prob'bly scared 'em off…" the Tough Kid said, smiling proudly.
"Well…if nothing is wrong," the Brit said, "let's head back to the Tree House…"
The others agreed, and Numbuh 4 followed after them, his smile fading slightly as he thought about what his bro…what William said. 'Ah shouldn't tell tha othas…they'll kick meh out fer sure…'
Transmission Interrupted
[Chapter 4]
Chapter: 3
Fandom: Codename: Kids Next Door
Character(s): Wallabee "Numbuh 4" Beetles, One of the Delightful Children from Down the Lane
Genre: Drama, angst, family
Rating: K+/PG
Disclaimers: Codename: Kids Next Door © Mr. Warburton
Notes: This was just a weird idea I had one day, after making an observation about one of the Delightful Children and Numbuh 4. And at the time, there were some stories going around the fandom about 'one of the Delightful Children gaining a personality of their own', so I went ahead and did one as well. And...this was the result.
Summary: Numbuh 4 discovers that he has a twin brother. He also discovers that his twin brother is one of the Delightful Children...
[Chapter 2]
Continuing Transmission
There was a small groan as the small blond pushed himself off the floor. Wobbling a little as he stood, he put a hand to his aching head.
'Where am ah?' he wondered, looking around. He noted the bars that contained him in the tiny cell. 'Am ah in……jail? Or that crazy lady's zoo again?'
The creak of a door called his attention, followed by the sound of footsteps. The sound was getting closer, and the boy slowly approached the bars, wanting to see who was coming. When the person stopped, the boy's eyes narrowed.
"Greetings, Numbuh 4, " the captor said.
Numbuh 4 growled. "Ah shoulda known ya Delightful Brats were behind this…!" He blinked then, a little confused. Something was missing. "Wait….aren't there normally five of ya?"
"Brilliant observation…" the blond Child said, stepping closer to the bars.
Numbuh 4 blinked again, looking at the other blond. "Man, Ah thought you were all chained tageta or something'!"
A small blush colored the other's pale cheeks, but he said nothing in reply. Instead, he regained his composure and said, "What we have to talk about does not concern my brothers and sisters."
"Yeah? Well what do we 'ave ta talk 'bout?"
"First, it would probably be easier if I introduced myself. My name is William…"
The Tough Kid blinked. "You guys 'ave names?!"
"Of course we have names, you twit!"
The boy just stared at the other. "Okay…"
The door suddenly burst open, and the Kids Next Door stood, 2x4 technology at hand, searching around the mansion.
"Well, well, well…" said monotonous voices from within the shadows, "if it isn't the Kids Next Door. How…delightful of you to come…"
"Don't give us this act!" Numbuh 1 said, holding our his ray gun, aimed at the Children. "We know you creeps kidnapped Numbuh 4, and we want him back!"
The Delightful Children stepped into the light, facing the Kids. "Numbuh 4 is very busy at the moment…"
"Hold up…" Numbuh 5 said, lowering her weapon slightly, "y'all seem to be missin' somebody….."
"As are you…" they replied. "But this just makes it a fair fight. After all, it wouldn't be kind of us to fight you five-on-four, would it?"
The Leader scoffed. "You couldn't even beat us five-on-five! You can never beat us!"
"We shall see…"
Suddenly, there was an explosion, causing the ceiling above to shake.
"What was that?" Numbuh 4 asked, looking at the ceiling.
William looked up as well, then back at the other. "It seems your friends have come to rescue you…"
"All right!" he said. "Ah bet your brothas and sistas can't beat my friends!"
"They have no intention of beating your friends…"
"They don't?" Numbuh 4 asked, baffled.
"Not today…"
"So what are they doing?"
"They are just distracting your friends and giving us a chance to talk…"
The Tough Kid growled slightly. "Well, what're we s'pposed ta talk 'bout?!"
"Your birthday was a few days ago, wasn't it Wallace?"
The Aussie blinked. "Yeah, how'd ya know?"
Not answer, the Child instead asked, "Did your parents ever tell you anything that day?"
"Well…they did tell me that Ah 'ave a twin brotha…but they put 'im up for adoption 'cuz they couldn't cake care 'a' tha both of us…"
"Do your parents know who adopted him?"
"Nah…they neva found out…"
William nodded slightly, turning away from the other.
"'ey, 'ow'd ya know all that anyway?"
Looking at the other, the Child then said, "My birthday was a few days ago as well…"
The Kid blinked slightly. "Really? Ah thought ya had a party for your birthday…"
"That's with my brothers and sisters. But a few days ago, it was just my birthday…"
"Whaddya mean?"
Not facing the other, William closed his eyes. "Did you know I was adopted…?"
"You?!" Numbuh 4 asked, astounded. "Adopted?!"
The Child nodded slightly.
"But you're just like the othas!"
"I was adopted when I was only an infant, so I grew up with the others…so we are a lot alike…but they are not my true family…"
The Aussie's curiosity got the better of him. "But then…who…?"
"Isn't it obvious, Wallace?" William cried, turning to face the other.
Numbuh 4 jumped back, slightly surprised at the emotion shown by the Child, especially in usually empty eyes.
With a sigh, William regained his composure and said, "But think, Wallace…why would I have you brought here to talk about this?"
"Well…Ah…"
"Is it just coincidence that your twin brother was put up for adoption while I was adopted by my father?"
"Maybe…"
"But how did I know what your parents told you? And that your birthday was a few days ago, which was the day of my real birthday?"
Numbuh 4 shook his head, not wanting to believe what the other was subtly telling him. "It…it can't be…! You're…you're lying…this is jus' a joke…"
"You honestly think that I would joke at all, let alone something like this?!"
But the Tough Kid still refused to believe it. "Prove it then!"
Pulling out a folder, the Child pulled out a piece of paper, showing it to the other. "This is a graphing pf our DNA. Yours is the one on the bottom…"
Looking at the paper, Numbuh 4 didn't really understand it. However, he noticed that both patters looked the same. "So?"
"So…our DNA is the same…how is that possible unless we are related…?"
"'ow do Ah know that it's real, though? Ya coulda just made it up!"
With a sigh, William shook his head. "You wouldn't happen to have a birthmark, would you?"
Numbuh 4 blinked, looking at the other curiously. "Yeah…"
"On your wrist, perhaps?"
Rolling up his long orange sleeve, the Tough Kid looked at the birthmark that encircled his wrist. "Yeah…" he looked up at William. "How'd ya…?"
Rolling up his own sleeve, William showed the other the similar birthmark on his own wrist.
Numbuh 4's eyes widened slightly. "No way!"
"Whether you or I want to believe it, it's true…" the Delightful Child pushed his sleeve down to cover his wrist and began to walk away. "So we should get used to it…Brother…"
The Kid stared at nothing, not noticing that the other was gone. He didn't hear the door close, or even as it opened again. He didn't notice the many footsteps coming toward him, or the fact that his friends were soon standing there.
"Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 1 said as Numbuhs 2, 3 and 5 began to melt the bars. "Numbuh 4…!"
The blond didn't answer. He seemed to be in a trance.
As the door opened, Numbuh 3 walked in, looking at the smaller boy. Then, with a playful giggle, she hit him on the head.
"Ow!" he said, holding the area the Asian girl had hit. "What was that fo'?!"
She giggled a little. "To wake you up, silly!"
"Are you alright, Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 1 asked.
"Huh?" The Aussie continued to rub his head even if the pain was gone. "Oh yeah, Ah'm okay…"
"Da Delightful Children didn't do nothin'?" Numbuh 5 asked, slightly surprised.
"Nah…prob'bly scared 'em off…" the Tough Kid said, smiling proudly.
"Well…if nothing is wrong," the Brit said, "let's head back to the Tree House…"
The others agreed, and Numbuh 4 followed after them, his smile fading slightly as he thought about what his bro…what William said. 'Ah shouldn't tell tha othas…they'll kick meh out fer sure…'
Transmission Interrupted
[Chapter 4]