The Rebellion. (GKND fanfiction)

Chapter Fifteen

"Helloooo, Numbuh Sixty?" Lizzie waved her hand in front of the camera. "Can you see us?"

The screen was static, but a voice still replied back. "Yes, can you see me?"

"Uh... No, we can't. Do you have the camera on?"

"It says it's on! It should be on, right? Hold on..."

Lizzie looked up at Rachel as the speaker emitted scrambled noises. "Give him a minute. He's, uh... Kinda not good with technology. That's why he's in charge of all the physical stuff..."

Rachel stared back, visibly confused. "Why do we need to speak with Numbuh Sixty? I thought you said you had someone from the GKND we could talk to."

"He is someone from the GKND! Just give him a minute to set himself up... He said he had paper models to show."

"...You're kidding, surely."

"Hey! Even Numbuh Two agrees a paper model is a effective asset to show to visual learners-"

"No, no! Not the paper models," Rachel pulled on her own tangled hair. "Numbuh Sixty isn't a GKND operative, he's an earth operative in charge of training our new recruits and handling military orders!"

"That's the role he took on for his earth studies, yes..."

"Speaking of my earth studies," Patton finally appeared on screen, his hair a bit longer and tied back compared to when he was seen last. "-did you know that some humans can be born with their organs flipped to the wrong side? And they can live perfectly healthy lives!"

Lizzie got up close to the screen. "Woah, no way! How is that possible?!"

"I'm not quite sure yet... But I snuck into some of the medical files of a hospital and found a collection of x-rays proving it. Seems they're all twin births...-"

"That's cool and all, I agree- but can someone give me a bit of an explanation?!" Rachel pulled Lizzie's hair back so she wasn't taking up the entire frame. "Numbuh Sixty, I demand you explain this whole deal with you and the GKND this instant!"

Patton's instincts kicked in and he raised his hand to his forehead. "Yes, sir! Uh... I am in the Galactic: Kids Next Door, sir!"

"Yes... I know that. Mind giving me a bit of background as to why you are?"

"I am from the planet Zuma-Delta 141A, fully inhabited by kidkind- sir! Our kind helps very heavily with the Galactic: Kids Next Door operations due to being one of the only planets to hold a kid only species."

"A kid only species? That's incredible..." Rachel sat down in the control chair and put a finger to her chin to show she was interested. "What landed you here? And... Why? I mean, it's a bit weird you'd be on earth instead of helping out with usual galactic things, right?"

"Not at all. I study earth, sir. The kids of earth, and the biology of the land. The higher ups want as much information as possible when planning to recruit a representative from a planet."

"I guess that makes more sense... What information do you bring to us? Oh, and you don't need to call me sir. It's a little... Excessive."

"Right..." He rubbed his eyes. "I come with valuable information on Numbuh One. It's about his whole... Evilness. You see-"

"Patton!" Herbie came in and slapped his back. "You left our room a big smelly mess!"

"Hey- no I didn't! You're lying!"

"I am NOT! See this?!" He held up a bag of food and shook it around. "This is yours!"

"Like you don't leave your trash everywhere..."