Wally woke up in a strange room. Luckily, he wasn’t tied up in a chair in an Airplane Hangar. He thanked his lucky stars there weren’t any clowns involved. But what he got was much, much worse.
“Hi!” A girl screamed. Numbuh 4 looked around. It was Cassy.
“Where am I and why have you kidnapped me?” Wally yelled getting up.
“Well, we’re Numbuh 4 fãs of course!” Sara said popping her head from behind Cassy.
“Yeah! And you’re in our special lair!” Anne yelled from behind Sara. The 3 girls picked up Wally and carried him to a different room. He struggled almost breaking free. Unfortunately, Anne was big and strong, so her grip was tight on the 48” boy.
In the room, the girls set him down. Wally turned around. A big machine was standing there.
“Oh! Wally! We need you to take off your shoes and socks.” Cassy said. Wally did as he was told, hoping it would help speed things up so he could get outta here.
“And your shirt.” Sara said, smiling. Wally was wide-eyed but went through with it.
Anne was giggling. “And your shorts.” Wally looked at her.
“YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!” He yelled. Cassy angrily looked at him. If looks could kill, Wally would be dead. So, he took of his pants, embarrassed. The girls wondered why he had 3’s on his underwear. Then, Cassy smiled.
“Underwear too.” She said. Numbuh 4 refused.
“Fine!” Cassy yelled. Anne grabbed Wally’s shorts and rubbed them against her cheek. She was in La, la Land.
“Why did I need to take off my clothes?” Wally asked. Cassy smiled and then shoved him in the tube connected to the machine.
“Wally! We’re gonna clone you so we can each have our own Wally! Eep! I’m obviously gonna get the original Wally! So, Wally, get ready to snuggle and cuddle!” Cassy yelled. Wally nearly fainted. Clone him? Crazies….
“Huh?” He asked standing in the tube.
“I thought we agreed I’d get the original Wally?!” Anne yelled gripping the pants tighter.
“No!” Sara yelled smacking Anne. “We agreed I Would get the original Wally!” The girls fought for 10 minutes. Wally just slouched in the tube. He hoped help would come soon. And that he could put his clothes back on.
“Hi!” A girl screamed. Numbuh 4 looked around. It was Cassy.
“Where am I and why have you kidnapped me?” Wally yelled getting up.
“Well, we’re Numbuh 4 fãs of course!” Sara said popping her head from behind Cassy.
“Yeah! And you’re in our special lair!” Anne yelled from behind Sara. The 3 girls picked up Wally and carried him to a different room. He struggled almost breaking free. Unfortunately, Anne was big and strong, so her grip was tight on the 48” boy.
In the room, the girls set him down. Wally turned around. A big machine was standing there.
“Oh! Wally! We need you to take off your shoes and socks.” Cassy said. Wally did as he was told, hoping it would help speed things up so he could get outta here.
“And your shirt.” Sara said, smiling. Wally was wide-eyed but went through with it.
Anne was giggling. “And your shorts.” Wally looked at her.
“YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!” He yelled. Cassy angrily looked at him. If looks could kill, Wally would be dead. So, he took of his pants, embarrassed. The girls wondered why he had 3’s on his underwear. Then, Cassy smiled.
“Underwear too.” She said. Numbuh 4 refused.
“Fine!” Cassy yelled. Anne grabbed Wally’s shorts and rubbed them against her cheek. She was in La, la Land.
“Why did I need to take off my clothes?” Wally asked. Cassy smiled and then shoved him in the tube connected to the machine.
“Wally! We’re gonna clone you so we can each have our own Wally! Eep! I’m obviously gonna get the original Wally! So, Wally, get ready to snuggle and cuddle!” Cassy yelled. Wally nearly fainted. Clone him? Crazies….
“Huh?” He asked standing in the tube.
“I thought we agreed I’d get the original Wally?!” Anne yelled gripping the pants tighter.
“No!” Sara yelled smacking Anne. “We agreed I Would get the original Wally!” The girls fought for 10 minutes. Wally just slouched in the tube. He hoped help would come soon. And that he could put his clothes back on.
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This infomercial is a product of Numbuh 1000 is kinda awesome, but we're not quite sure yet corporation. Any stories that turn out to be majorly suckish can not be held against this company in the court of law, and neither can ultra cruddy fã arts. Yes I'm talking to you.
