《Codename: Kids Next Door (with me and my bff's ocs)》Operation T.U.R.N.I.P.
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Turnips Unfortunately Reaching Near Infestation Ponit
At the treehouse they're doing the training
Numbuh 1, 5, 7, 8 & 11: *steps back from the robot bunny*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Gah!
Robot bunny: *walk torwards them and roars*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Aaaaaaah! *as shoots at robot bunny with his weapon*
Robot bunny: *gets hit and turns around*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: *growls and shoots the weapon* Oh!
Robot bunny: *gets wrap around it's legs by some wire*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *jumps down* Yaaaaaah! *lands on robot bunny* Come on, you overgrown piece of-Waaaah! *gets throw and lands where numbuh 2's at*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Whoa!
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *gasp, steps back and trip*
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *steps back and shoots her weapon*
Robot bunny: *grab the wire and drag numbuh 1, 5 & 11 while numbuh 7 & 8 backflip* Whoa! Aaaah! *falls and bump to the wall while they groans*
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: *steps back while his weapon* This is gonna be harder than i thought.
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: Don't worry, numbuh 7. We can take it. *flip backwards and shoot her weapon*
Robot bunny: *grab numbuh 7 & 8 when they were about to run and throw them*
Numbuh 7 & 8: Aaaah! *get throw and hit on the wall with numbuh 1, 5 & 11 and groan*
Robot bunny: *kick them while numbuh 1, 5, 7, 8 & 11 moves away but kick on the wall to make numbuh 2 & 4 fall*
Numbuh 2 & 4: Wha! *falls* Aaaaaaah! *lands on the ground where numbuh 1, 5, 7, 8 & 11 at*
Numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11: *groans*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: This ain't right.
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: Aah! My arm hurts.
Robot bunny: *walk towards numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11* Victory is mine, kids next door! Now it is time for...
Numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11: *gasped*
Robot bunny: *lands on the ground in bunny pose and open the eyes relieved that was numbuh 3*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Lunch break!
Numbuh 7 aka Carols: Finally! I'm so hungry!
Short time later...
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: All right, so we're not totally prepared for a giant bunny attack. We'll train some more after lunch.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: And then we battle the giant ducky! *grab numbuh 1's hand and jumps* You promised, you promised, you promised!
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Ugh, i'll have to go upload the robotic waterfowl protocols. *walks off to the elevator* I'll be eating in my room. Meet me in the training bay when you're finished. *look at his notepad* Perhaps the hypervelocity carrot projector. Hmm. *the elevator door close*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: If we're moving up to duckies, i'm gonna need more soda. *grab the cup and walks to the soda machine*
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Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: I'm with you, buddy. *grab the cup and walks to the soda machine as well*
Nunbuh 4 and 7: *put the cup in the soda machine but the turnip comes out instead of soda* Huh?!
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: What just happen?
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: *gets water*
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: *lines up with numbuh 5 to get water as well*
Numbuh 5 & 8: *saw turnips in the water* Ew.
Nunbuh 5 aka Abby: Numbuh 5 hates turnips.
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: Me nether. Yuck.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Well, i'll just get some ice cream from the fri-aah! *as open the fridge then the turnips pops out of the fridge to get hit along with numbuh 3 & 11*
Numbuh 2,3,4,5,7,8 & 11: *screaming when they get plie of turnips and crash lands to the window*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Well, that explains where the turnips are coming from.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Sacré bleu!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: But how did all these pipe- *heard alarm goes off*
Numbuh 2,3,4,5,7,8 & 11: *gasping and runs off to headquaters of sector v*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Well, i suppose you've all realized by now that someone's trying to get us to eat these gross turnips. I'm not sure where they're coming from, but kids next door satelleite scan should clear that up.
Knd computer: Initiating turnip scan. *trys to find where are all the turnips coming from but it begain to gitch* Initiating kids scan...Initiating turn--turnip-turn-i-i-i-ip- Turnip, turnip, turnip, turnip, turnip! *explosion with all of the turnips*
Numbuh 2,3,4,5,7,8 & 11: Aah! *runs off*
Numbuh 1,2,3,4,5,7,8 & 11: *screaming while running from turnips all the way to the roof tops of the treehouse*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Oh great.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Now what do we do?
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: We've got to track these turnips to the source.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: The source? What source?
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: This looks like a job for the kids next door p.i.p.e.p.o.d.
Short time later in the P.I.P.E.P.O.D.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: *flys on the p.i.p.e.p.o.d.* Hold tight, we're going in. *goes in the pipe and flys off*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *looks at the telescope* Steady as she goes, numbuh 2.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: No problem, i told you she'd handle great.
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *saw the turnips sticks on their ship* They're attacking! Evasive action!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: *growls while pulls the lever to moves away from the turnips and flys off*
Numbuh 3 & 11: *looks the window and saw the turnips sticks on the ship*
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Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Uh oh.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *gasp*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *saw the crack celling* They're eating through hull! How far to the target?
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: *looks the screen* Five miles and counting.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: We're not gonna make it!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Three miles...
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *saw the window and gasp* Oh no!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: One mile...
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: The engine's clogging! *trys to keep on driving*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: We've reached the target!
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: She's breaking up! Abanon ship! *him and the rest of the gang gets out of the ship cause they're get turnips all over the ship and flys up*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Well, that was close.
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: You said it.
Numbuh 4 & 7: *saw the pipe is fixing it self*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Hey, look at this... Eh, nevermind.
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: Whoa! That's huge!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *points at someone* Look! It's grandpa!
???: *humming while watering the turinps*
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: Numbuh 3, He's not your-
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *up off and goes to him* Grandpa! Grandpa! What did you bring me from florida?
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *sides down* Hey, wait! That's not your grandpa! So, you're the one responsible for this giant turnip pipeline thing.
???: Purty, an't she? Should win the county fair hands down.
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Oh come on, we know what you're really up to. You might force your disgusting vegetables on everyone else but the kids next door are here to take your big, stupid turnip, chop it into little, tiny bits and serve it back to you in the giant bowl of...*felt the ground rummbing* Soup?
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Uh, numbuh 5 doesn't think the farmer's who we need to worry about.
Then the roots goes up and there it was the giant turnip.
The giant turnip: *roaring and the root for chrusing the kids to the ground*
Numbuh 1,2,3,4,5,7,8 & 11: *screaming and run away but falls on the ground by the giant root*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *groans* Kids next door, battle statio-AAH! *gets grab by the root along with the rest of his team*
Numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11: *screaming*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *laughing and heard a beep from her watch* Hello? Oh, hi. I'm at grandpa's. We're having lots of fun! Why don't you come over to play too?
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Numbuh 3, who could you possibly be talking to at a time like this?!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Hippy hop! I'm inviting him to vist grandpa.
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: Hippy hop?!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: The stupid robot?! Of all the crazy-
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: *get hit on the ground* No, great idea! *get hit again* Invite hippy hop! *get hit again* Just tell him it's a code x79! *gets drag up*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Numbuh 1 says you should come over. Of course you can have lunch. Grandpa makes good noodles. No, the thin kind.
Numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11: Hurry!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Okay, love you! Gotta go! Bye! Oh, numbuh 1 says code x79. Okay, bye.
Meanwhile
Hippy hop turns on and goes to sector v at then back at the giant turip...
Numbuh 1 & 11: *runs and scream*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: So when's the rabbit getting here?!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Yeah! Ow! Where's the-ow-cruddy rabbit?! Ow!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Look, grandpa! I'm flying! Whee!
Numbuh 1,2,4,5,7,8 & 11: *screaming*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Aaah! *gets drag and pull up by the giant turnip and the get hit* Aah! Ow! Aah! Aah! Ooh! Cut it out!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: *hits on the ground* Oh! Ow! Aaah!
Numbuh 1 & 11: *panting from running*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Numbuh 11, quick over here! *grab her hand and goes behide the turnip to hide*
Numbuh 1 & 11: *the root going to grab them but moves away from them* Aah! Aah!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: He-e-e-e-e-e-lp!
Numbuh 7 aka Carlos: We're all gonna die!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Whee! Horsey! Whee!
Numbuh 5 & 8: *straining*
Numbuh 1 & 11: *gasp and hug each other in fear* Waah!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Whoa!
Hippy hop: *came in*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Hippy hop! *jumps in the hippy hop*
Hippy hop: *pulls out weapons along with spikes* Prepare for- *get crushed by the root*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *pops out* Waaah!
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Rats, i thought for sure that would work. *kicks the root*
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *saw the giant turnip* Uh...numbuh 1?
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Huh? *saw the giant turnip gonna fall on him and numbuh 11*
Numbuh 1 & 11: Uh oh.
Numbuh 2,4,5,7 & 8: Whoa! Ooh!
The farmer: *turns around* Huh? *then the giant turnip falls*
Numbuh 2,4,5,7 & 8: Wh-o-oa! *about to run and duck but lucky they're safe and sigh*
The farmer: Wait, come back! *runs after the turnip* The county fair's next weeked! *the turnip goes in ocean* Wait for me! *jumps, land on the turnip and rolls it*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Bye-bye, grandpa! He's silly. *giggles*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Well, that's the last time that turnip will bother anybody.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Je suis d'accord. (translation: Agree)
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: I don't know what that means but me too.
END TRANSMISSON
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