"I know I didn't do that," Cree said as she got on her knees to take a closer look.

"What about your friends?" Numbuh 5 said, as she glared at her sister. "And what's in your hand?"

"I was just talking to Maurice," Cree said as she revealed a cellphone. "And I haven't heard of anything that had to deal with hair." She then stood up and got something from one of the drawers.

"What are getting?" Numbuh 5 asked, crossing her arms.

"A pair of tweezers," Cree said. "I'm going to take a sample and send it to the teens, with the explanation that I found it on a brat that I managed to defeat easily. They'll run tests on it to figure out the cause."

"And then they'll weaponize it and use it on every kid out there," Numbuh 5 said with a growl, which startled Cree.

"No, I'll destroy the research after they formulate an antidote and get it to you," Cree said. "Of course, you'd best not let dad see your uni-brow. Knowing him, he'll give you a full-body waxing, and you'll be balder than Baldy."

"You'd better be careful when you talk about Numbuh 1," Numbuh 5 said with a deeper growl.

"Let me check your throat," Cree said, getting out a small flashlight. "You know how carried away dad gets, like when your skunk friend sprayed me and dad had my sweat glands removed."

"He he, hard to forget that," Numbuh 5 said. She then opened her mouth, and let Cree take a look.

Cree found