Operation B.E.L.L.A.

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kids next door mission operation:

b.e.l.l.a.

Beauty

Electronics

Ladyfy

Livid

Aussie

Number 5 sighed in annoyance as she increased the volume on the flatscreen for the third time in ten minutes. Unfortunately, she could still hear the blaring roar coming from the vacuum. The red capped operative glanced over her shoulder and saw Number 3 frantically racing around the sector's treehouse with a black vacuum cleaner.

"Kuki, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" Number 3 stopped in her tracks and looked over at Number 5. "Did you say something Number 5?"

"I said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you. I'm vacuuming," the bubbly girl replied before continuing to suck up cookie crumbs around the kitchen. At this response, the normally calm and collected operative stood up from the couch and marched over to her happy go lucky teammate. The girl smashed the machine's power button off.

"KUKI! Why are you vacuuming the treehouse?!" Number 5 angrily yelled.

"First of all, you don't have to yell. I'm standing right in front of you," Number 3 retorted, earning an eye roll from her friend. "Second, I'm cleaning because I have a guest showing up today!" Number 3 grinned from ear to ear as Number 5 raised an eyebrow.

"Guest?"

"Yeah, my penpal from France, silly! She should be here any-"

*Thud*

"That must be her right now!" Number 3 exclaimed before racing over towards the hangar with Number 5 in tow. When they got there, they saw a C.O.O.L.B.U.S. resembling their own, except it had blue, white, and red stripes painted on its exterior. When the bus's doors swung open, a girl wearing knee length brown boots, a black beret and a black overcoat stepped outside along with two chest high robots carrying her luggage. Number 5 also noticed the French operative had long blond hair, a beauty mark on the left side of her lip, and her nails painted a light pink.

"Merci, à demain Nombre 68," the girl waved farewell to her teammates before the bus departed from the sector's treehouse.

"Hey Chloe, it's me Kuki!" Number 5 watched as Number 3 embraced the French girl in a tight hug, catching the foreign Kids Next Door agent a bit off guard, but she smiled and gave her a small squeeze in return.

"Bonjour mon amie." When the two girls separated, Number 3 eagerly glanced at Abby.

"Number 5 meet Number 71 or Chloe. We met a few weeks ago at the Central Bike Hub and we became penpals!"

"Oui, we became fast friends. Oh, it is a bit, how do you say, warm." The blonde hastily untied her belt and unbuttoned her designer coat to reveal a black and white checkered pinafore dress with a black shirt underneath.

"Do you want me to take your coat?" Kuki asked.

"Oh no, my robots will carry it," the girl's guest reassured her before handing it to one of her robots which readily accepted with an open claw.

"Did you build those things?" Number 5 asked the newcomer whilst pointing at the two grey figures which greatly resembled the brown robot from WALL-E.

"Oui, I built them to carry things and give makeovers."

"Makeovers?"

Chloe nodded her head and pulled the two girls in close.

"If you say the word 'beautiful,' they will give you a makeover," the blonde whispered to both Sector V agents, the former not wanting to activate her robots just yet.

"Ok, cool…" Number 5 responded, slowly exited the room and away from the machines. The girl was sure they had been staring at her.

"Well come on Chloe! We only have until tomorrow for me to show you around town." Kuki abruptly grabbed the French inventor by the hand and led her towards the elevator, leaving her robots by themselves.


A couple hours later, a short, blonde boy emerged from the treehouse's elevator.

"Oh man, that's the last time I order a cheeseburger at Romantic Burger. All those kissy-faced teens. Yuck," Number 4 said, looking like he was going to throw up.

"Bonjour."

"What the-" Wallaby Beatles noticed two moving figures near the fridge in the back corner of the room. The blonde cautiously put his hand in his pocket and laced his fingers around his M.U.S.K.E.T. as he slowly approached the kitchen. Number 4 lowered his guard, however, when he noticed the trespassers were only two grey robots mindlessly wheeling around the room.

"Hmph, Number 2 must be experimenting with some new 2x4 technology,'' the Aussie sighed until he noticed the luggage bags on the floor. Out of curiosity, the child unzipped one of the bags and found it was filled with makeup brushes, foundation, eyeshadow palettes, and lipsticks and glosses in every shade imaginable.

"Heh, what kinda girly crud is this?" Number 4 laughed, deciding to pick up a tube from the bag. "Look at me, I'm a pretty girl. Oh, I'm so beautiful. Ha ha ha," the boy snickered as he waved the makeup around.

"BEAUTIFUL," the robots repeated, the command triggering them from their autopilot mode. One robot rolled over to the boy and grabbed him by his iron claws while the other one headed over to the bags.

"What the crud! What's going on," Wally cried, the boy trying to break his grip from the machine while the other rummaged around in the bags looking for something. When the other robot faced the terrified kid, it had a dress, a pair of shoes, and different types of makeup in its claws.

"BEAUTIFUL," the robot repeated all while moving closer to Number 4 with its girly weapons of choice, Wally's kryptonite.

"AAAHH!"


"Abby, we're back!" Number 3 announced when both she and Chloe when the two returned to the treehouse, the former now wearing new clothes, fresh curls, and mint green nails.

"She's not here…"

When Kuki and Chloe turned towards the speaker of the voice, they gasped in shock at what they saw. In front of them was the Kids Next Door's most scrappy, brash, hand-to-hand combatant now beautified from head to toe. The Aussie wore an orange ruffle pleated bohemian maxi dress with silver bangles on both wrists, sandals and clip on silver dangle earrings. The boy also wore some light blush, mascara and smeared pink lipgloss.

"Wally! You used the robots to get a makeover before me," Number 3 pouted while Chloe simply stared in awe at the boy.

"Sacre Bleu… tu es beau! I must take a picture with you" Chloe smiled with her camera in her hands as she raced over towards Wally.

"You know Number 4, if you wanted a makeover, you should have just asked and I would have given you one," Kuki continued ranting while Chloe held her camera in front of all three of them.

"Hmph, I guess being beautiful is painful after all," the male operative tiredly groaned.

"BEAUTIFUL," the robots responded.

"AW CRUD!"

End Transmission

Author's Note: I was requested to write a crossdressing KND involving a French girl named Chloe, robots, and Wally getting a makeover. This was my first and probably last request. I have a hard time motivating myself to write my own story ideas and it took me over two months to do this one. Shoutout to JBlaser, sorry it took so long for me to decide to write this thing.