Heroes Square

That should do it," Norm finished applying a bandage to the wound on his neck. "Now all I need is to find some work. preferably a mission that'll pay my bills and put food on the table."

Suddenly, the boy got a notification from his NanoCom, "Hmm? What this?" Norm looked down at it and saw a text message that seemed to be coming from an official Kids Next Door communication channel.

Official Kids Next Door Mission Control. Operation P.I.Z.Z.A. (Please Initiate... I can't think of the rest of this acronym. You try coming up with fitting words that start with the letter Z on an empty stomach.)

To any and all interested parties,

Want a mission? Are you willing to brave dangerous enemy territory and deliver important and delicious cargo to its owner and make a nice tip in return? If so, I have just the job for you! Meet me on the floating platform carrying the Sector V Tree House within the next hour if you want a piece of the pie*!

*This pun refers to the tip, not the actual pizza itself. I only ordered enough for myself.

From, Numbuh Two

"When I said put food on the table, I meant for myself," Norm said out loud, though he almost immediately regretted it and was glad nobody was around to hear his cheesy joke. "In any case, money is money. Hopefully the KND have good tipping habits."

He looked over at the tree house in the distance. It was only a short walk and jump pad jump away, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to arrive early.