The Day Started Like Any Other Day In The Control Center In The Teletubby Organization.
Monitors Flickered, Tracking Various Teletubbies Across The Globe, and The Quiet hum of Machinery Filled The Air. White, a Seasoned and Respected Special Operative, Stood Tall, his Sleek White Frame Gleaming Under The Sterile Light as He Made His Way Down The Long Corridor Toward The Office of The Chief. His Mind Was Calm, as If The Challenges of his Missions No Longer Phased Him.
He Has Reached The Large Steel Door at The End of The Hall, Marked Only by The Title "COMMANDER" In Bold Black Letters. After a Soft Knock, a Gruff Voice Called From Inside.
COMMANDER:Enter (Deep Voice)
White Stepped Into The Dimly Lit Room, Where The Shadows Seemed To Gather Around The Imposing Figure Seated Behind a wide oak desk. The Commander—known simply as "Boss", But For White is COMMANDER—had his eyes fixed on a monitor, his fingers steepled as he studied the data streaming in front of him. His expression was unreadable, but White knew the Boss well enough to sense that something big was coming.
COMMANDER:"White, we have a mission for you. A critical one."
Without hesitation, White nodded, stepping forward with his usual unflinching demeanor.
White:I'm Ready Sir.
The COMMANDER leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest.
COMMANDER:"You're to be sent to a remote island, a place completely cut off from the outside world. There, you'll be in charge of monitoring four... special Teletubbies. They've been selected for this project, and their development is of utmost importance."
White remained silent, absorbing the gravity of the task.
COMMANDER:"You won't be alone. You'll have two companions that you may know—The Agent Blue and The Agent Pink. They'll assist you with your responsibilities, but the rest will be on your shoulders."
White nodded again, his posture unshaken.
White:"Understood, sir. I'll ensure everything goes as planned."
here was a brief pause before the Boss spoke again, his tone shifting to something more somber
COMMANDER:"This will be your last mission."
White's expression remained unreadable, but internally, he processed the weight of the statement.
White:"Last mission?"
The COMMANDER eyes darkened.
COMMANDER:"You'll be living on the island permanently, undetected by the four Teletubbies. Your role will be to observe them from the shadows, ensuring their growth and safety without ever revealing yourself."
White's response was immediate and calm.
White:"I understand, sir. Just give me the date, and I'll begin the preparations."
The COMMANDER smirked slightly, impressed as always by White's unwavering professionalism.
COMMANDER: "That's what I like about you. You don't waste time." He tapped the monitor in front of him. "The mission will begin on the first of next month—October 1st, 8159. You've got a little over a week to get ready."
White bowed his head slightly.
White:"I'll make all the necessary preparations. Thank you, sir."
The COMMANDER gave a nod of approval, his eyes flickering with a rare moment of respect.
COMMANDER:"Good. Now go. And remember, no one can know what happens on that island—not even the other operatives."
White turned sharply on his heel and exited the room, the door closing with a soft click behind him. As he walked back through the sterile halls of the facility, his mind began to focus on the task at hand. Living in isolation on a hidden island, monitoring the four Teletubbies... It wasn't just any mission—it was a lifelong commitment.
But White was ready. He had always been ready. And in his heart, he knew this mission was more important than any he had undertaken before.
The island awaited, and with it, the mystery of the four special Teletubbies.
And White would be watching them... forever.
White returned to his lonely, minimalist home, a small but efficient space that had served him well during his years of solitary missions. The walls were bare, the furniture sparse, and every object had its place. There was little warmth here, just functionality. For White, it had always been enough. But this time, as he began packing, there was a heaviness in the air. This mission wasn't like the others. This was final. His last assignment before disappearing into a life of permanent observation on the remote island.
White methodically placed his belongings into a sturdy travel bag. His equipment, clothes, personal items—all carefully chosen, all necessary. Once his task was complete, he turned his attention to contacting the others. Reaching for his sleek communicator, he dialed the numbers of his two trusted companions: Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa. They were not just colleagues—they were cyborgs, siblings designed for precision and efficiency. Blue and Pink, as they were often called due to the colors that symbolized their respective coding, had been by White's side in numerous missions. This would be no different.
The phone rang twice before a soft, robotic yet human voice answered.
Noo~Noo (Blue): "White? What's the situation?"
White's voice was steady and to the point, as always.
White:"Pack your important and personal stuff Agent Blue & Agent Pink. We're moving to an island. This will be our last mission—and our new home."
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, and then Naa~Naa's (Pink's) voice cut through the silence, curious but with a hint of concern.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Wait... what? An island? Why are we going to an island?"
Noo~Noo, ever the pragmatic one, followed up with more pointed questions.
Noo~Noo (Blue): "What exactly is the mission? And what are we going to be doing there?"
Naa~Naa (Pink):"How long will we be there? What's it all about?"
Their questions came fast, one after the other, their voices filled with a mix of confusion and curiosity. White, however, remained composed. He'd anticipated this reaction, but he had no time to answer everything just yet.
White: "I'll answer all of your questions once we're on the ship. Right now, we need to focus on getting prepared. I still need to do some additional preparations and pick up important supplies for the mission. I recommend you both do the same."
There was a brief moment of silence, and then both cyborg siblings gave a unified, resigned nod, though White couldn't see it over the phone.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Understood."
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Alright, White. We'll trust you on this. But you better have some good answers when we meet up."
White allowed himself a small smile, though it didn't reach his eyes.
White:"I will. Make sure you have everything you need. This will be our last mission."
With that, the call ended, and White let the silence settle around him. He had a lot to prepare, and not much time. Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa, despite their surprise, would fall in line. They always did. But White knew the weight of the mission would be different this time—it wasn't just about success or failure. It was about permanently vanishing from the world they once knew.
White finished packing the last of his essentials, his mind focused and sharp. His final mission was just beginning, and this time, there would be no turning back.
After packing up his belongings, White felt the familiar pull of responsibility weigh on him. His mind raced with thoughts of preparation—there was still much to do, and time was running short. He picked up his communicator again, dialing Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa, the two cyborgs who would accompany him on this final mission. They needed to get organized and buy the necessary equipment for the island.
The phone rang a couple of times before both voices clicked in, almost in sync.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"White, what's up?"
Naa~Naa (Pink): "You need something else?"
White's voice was calm, but with a sense of urgency.
White:"Yeah, I was thinking—we need to meet up tomorrow. There's a lot of equipment we'll need for the island, and I want to make sure we're ready for anything."
Noo~Noo responded quickly, already used to White's cautious approach to missions.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"That makes sense. Where should we meet?"
White paused for a moment, thinking. His mind ran through all the possibilities, all the places where they could gather the right supplies. He needed somewhere efficient, somewhere with a wide selection, and somewhere they wouldn't be noticed.
White: "Let's meet at the supply depot near the docks. They'll have everything we need—communication devices, survival gear, rations, and we can pick up any specialty equipment there as well."
Naa~Naa's voice chimed in, more curious than usual.
Naa~Naa (Pink): "Do you think we'll need that much?"
White, sticking to his careful approach, kept his response brief, not giving away too much.
White: "It's better to be prepared."
Noo~Noo chimed in with a slight chuckle.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"That's you, White. Always thinking ahead."
White gave a slight nod to himself.
White:"You know how it is. I want us to be ready for anything. We'll figure out what else we need once we're on the ground, but we have to cover the basics first."
Naa~Naa pressed a little, sounding a bit more concerned.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"So... what exactly is this mission about? Why are we heading out to some remote island in the middle of nowhere?"
White didn't hesitate. He kept his voice steady, calm.
White: "I'll explain everything once we're on the ship. Right now, just focus on getting what you need."
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Alright, no need to push. We'll trust you, White."
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Yeah, I guess we'll figure it out later. So, we meet tomorrow?"
White:"0600 hours at the depot. We'll spend the day getting everything together."
Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa responded in unison, their voices reflecting a sense of trust.
Noo~Noo (Blue) & Naa~Naa (Pink): "Got it. See you then."
White:"Good. We'll finalize everything tomorrow."
With that, the call ended, and silence filled the room. White glanced around his home, the emptiness a reminder that this would be the last time he'd live In This Place. The mission was looming, and although he hadn't shared the full details with Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa, he knew they trusted him. They always had.
He made his way to the balcony, the cool night air washing over him. Pulling a cigarette from his pocket, he lit it and took a slow drag, feeling the familiar warmth of the smoke fill his lungs. He exhaled, watching the thin stream drift into the night sky.
As he stood there, alone on the balcony, White's mind raced with thoughts of what awaited them on the island. The Teletubbies, the isolation, the secrecy of the mission—it weighed on him. But for now, all he could do was prepare. Tomorrow, they would gather their supplies. After that, they would embark on their final mission together.
This was it. The last time he'd have any semblance of normalcy.
With a final drag from the cigarette, White flicked the remaining stub into the ashtray, watching the ember fade to black.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the last rays of light over the city before darkness settled in. The day had come to an end, and with it, the closing of White's normal life. Tomorrow marked the beginning of something entirely different.
The next morning, White woke up early, his mind already focused on the task ahead. He stood under the hot water in the shower longer than usual, letting the warmth soothe his tense muscles. Today, for the first time in a long while, he wouldn't be wearing his usual crisp White suit and black tie. Instead, he chose casual clothes—White pants, White shoes, and a simple gray shirt. As he dressed, he took a moment to appreciate the odd comfort of blending in, even if only for a day.
Once ready, he left his apartment and made his way to the meeting point near the docks. He arrived earlier than expected and took the time to scan the area. His eyes fell on a selection of high-tech equipment, including cameras with night vision, lined up in one of the supply shops. He made a mental note to check them out later.
Not long after, he noticed movement in the distance—two figures walking toward him. Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa had arrived. Like him, they were dressed casually, though it was a rare sight. Noo~Noo, ever practical, wore a simple blue hoodie with jeans, while Naa~Naa, always more daring, had opted for casual but revealing clothing—a pink crop top and tight pants.
As they approached, White greeted them with a nod.
White:"Glad you made it. We've got a lot to do today."
Noo~Noo (Blue): "We're here, ready to go. What's the plan?"
Naa~Naa (Pink) glanced around, her casual demeanor masking her curiosity.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Yeah, you didn't give us much info yesterday. What's going on?"
White paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. He knew this was the moment he'd need to explain more—at least some of the details—without revealing everything just yet.
White: "This mission is different from anything we've done before. We'll need to set up two bases—one underground and one on the surface. The surface base will be for the ones we're monitoring, and the underground base will be where we stay and operate."
Both Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa exchanged confused glances, their brows furrowing.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Monitoring? For What?"
Naa~Naa (Pink):"And why two bases? Are we splitting into two groups?"
White expected their confusion. He had purposely kept the mission details vague until now, but it was time to give them enough to understand the gravity of the situation.
White:"This isn't just about surviving on the island. It's about staying hidden while we observe. The four Teletubbies we're going to be monitoring—they can't know we exist. That's why we need two bases: one for them to live and train on the surface, and one for us to stay hidden underground, where we can watch without being seen."
There was a moment of silence as the words sank in. NooNoo and NaaNaa were used to difficult missions, but this was something else—something that felt more permanent, more isolating.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"So, this mission... it's not just a one-time thing?"
White shook his head, his expression serious.
White:"No. This is for our new lives. We'll be on that island for good. It's our last mission, and we need to make sure we're prepared for the long term."
Naa~Naa crossed her arms, clearly trying to process everything.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"You're telling us that we're going to spend the rest of our lives monitoring these Teletubbies?"
White met her gaze, his voice calm but firm.
White:"Yes. It's what we've been tasked with. We'll stay out of sight, observe them, and make sure they're safe, but they can never know we're there. This is the final mission for all of us."
Noo~Noo remained quiet for a moment, his mind working through the logistics, but he eventually nodded.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Alright. If that's the mission, then we'll do what we need to. I trust you, White."
Naa~Naa hesitated but eventually sighed, uncrossing her arms.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"I guess it's not like we have a choice. If this is our last mission, we better make it count."
White gave them both a reassuring nod.
White:"We'll figure out the details as we go, but for now, let's get the supplies we need. The sooner we're ready, the better."
With the conversation over, the three of them made their way toward the supply depot, ready to begin the next stage of their mission preparations.
After their meeting and discussing the details of the mission, White, Noo~Noo, and Naa~Naa set out on a long day of preparation. The task ahead was monumental, and they knew they needed to be thoroughly equipped before heading to the island. They spent the next several hours traveling to thousands of places, scouring the city for equipment, spare parts, and anything they might need to set up their bases and ensure they could handle whatever challenges awaited them.
White led the way, focused and determined. His first stop was a high-end electronics store where he purchased a top-of-the-line camera with night vision. It was small, discreet, and perfect for their covert mission of monitoring the Teletubbies without being detected. Additionally, White bought two spare hard drives for Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa. He was always thinking ahead—if something were to happen to either of them, those hard drives would serve as backups for their data and systems.
From there, the trio moved on to a variety of hardware stores, gathering all the tools they would need to construct and maintain their underground and surface bases. White had compiled an extensive list of equipment, leaving no stone unturned.
They gathered:
General Hand Tools:
- Hammers,
- Flathead and Phillips Screwdrivers,
- Pliers,
- Adjustable and Combination Wrenches,
- Allen Keys,
- Tape Measures.
Cutting and Measuring Tools:
- Utility Knives,
- Chisels,
- Hand Saws,
- Levels,
- Squares,
-Clamps.
Heavy-duty Tools:
- A Crowbar,
- Mallet,
- Staple Gun,
- Pipe Wrench,
- Hacksaw,
- Bolt Cutter,
- Tin Snips,
- Needle-nose pliers,
- Locking Pliers (Vise-Grips).
Precision Tools:
- Wire cutters,
- Crimpers,
- Socket Wrenches,
- Ratchet wrenches,
- Pry bars,
- Multitools.
Noo~Noo, always fascinated by technology, handled the power tools section, picking out a cordless drill, power screwdrivers, and impact wrenches. White approved of every item, adding a circular saw, jigsaw, and a reciprocating saw to their arsenal. They would need all of these to build a stable and secure base underground, hidden from the Teletubbies on the surface.
As they made their way through the aisles of the hardware store, Naa~Naa glanced over at the cart, now filled with all manner of tools and gadgets.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"You're really going all out with this, White. Do we really need all these tools?"
White responded calmly, without looking up from the checklist he was reviewing.
White: "We need to be prepared for any situation. We're building two bases and living there indefinitely. We can't risk not having what we need."
Naa~Naa shrugged, not entirely convinced but knowing White's approach was always thorough. Noo~Noo, on the other hand, was already excited by the challenge.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"It's going to take a lot of work to get everything set up, but I'm ready for it."
Their next stop was the garden and outdoor equipment store, where they gathered tools necessary to maintain the island terrain and their environment. White ensured they picked up:
Outdoor Tools:
- Chainsaw,
- Pruning Shears,
- Loppers,
- Wheelbarrow,
- String Trimmer,
- Hedge shear,
- Garden Trowel.
Heavy Equipment:
- Lawn Roller,
- Machete,
- Cultivator,
- Wood Splitter,
knowing the island could be overgrown with dense vegetation.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"We're not building a garden, are we?"
White gave a slight smile, though his tone remained serious.
White:"No, but we'll need to clear space, maintain the area, and make sure nothing interferes with our base. Besides, if things get tough, we'll need to grow our own food. There's no telling what kind of environment we'll be dealing with."
After a moment of reflection, Naa~Naa sighed, understanding the deeper implications.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"I guess you're right. We can't take any chances."
They continued to browse and gather supplies, moving into the automotive section, where White added several critical tools to their list. He knew that in time, they might need to maintain or repair vehicles on the island, so they collected:
Automotive Tools:
- Car Jacks,
- Torque Wrenches,
- Impact Socket Sets,
- Jumper cables.
Diagnostic Tools:
- Digital Multimeter,
- Battery Load Tester,
- Diagnostic scanner.
Noo~Noo inspected the pile of gear, impressed by the thoroughness of their haul.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"This is starting to look like we're preparing for the apocalypse."
White didn't respond immediately, but his gaze remained focused.
White: "We're preparing for survival—whether it's from the elements, equipment failure, or unforeseen challenges. It's not just about monitoring the Teletubbies. We need to make sure we can last long-term."
Their final stop was a specialized tool shop where White ensured they acquired equipment for the most delicate and technical tasks. They picked up soldering irons, voltage testers, multimeters, and a range of circuit tools. Noo~Noo, ever the tech expert, handled this part with ease, ensuring they had everything necessary to install and maintain their surveillance systems.
With each new item, the weight of the mission settled more heavily on their shoulders. This wasn't just a simple operation. They were building a life in isolation, and everything they bought now was a key to their future survival.
As they loaded up their gear into a rented transport vehicle, Naa~Naa leaned against the side of the truck, still processing the enormity of it all.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"So, two bases—one underground for us, and one above ground for them. I get that much, but how long do you think we'll actually be out there? A few months? A year?"
White glanced at her, his expression unchanging.
White: "It will be the rest of our lives. This is our final mission."
The words hung heavy in the air. Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa exchanged glances, the reality of their new lives sinking in. They had no choice but to accept it. They were in this for the long haul, and there was no turning back.
With their supplies secured, White closed the door of the transport truck and took a deep breath.
White:"Let's get this back to HQ. We've got a lot of work ahead of us."
The trio loaded their newly acquired equipment into the transport truck, and as the engine hummed, they made their way back to HQ. The atmosphere in the vehicle was quiet, each of them lost in their own thoughts, fully aware of the weight of their mission. This wasn't just another operation—it was the final step in their lives as they knew it. White, ever the leader, broke the silence as they pulled into the HQ's parking bay.
White:"When we get inside, I need both of you to gather your personal belongings. Don't leave anything behind. You won't be coming back here."
Noo~Noo and Naa~Naa exchanged glances, the finality of his words settling deep within them. They had known this was a one-way trip, but hearing it out loud made it all the more real. They were leaving everything they'd ever known to live on the island—permanently.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Right. Guess we better pack everything important then."
Noo~Noo (Blue): "Yeah. This is it."
They stepped out of the truck and headed inside the HQ, each of them moving toward their quarters to gather their personal belongings. As White busied himself organizing the supplies in the storage room, Noo~Noo's communicator buzzed in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was a call from the Vice Commander. He moved away from the others, slipping into a quiet corner of the HQ.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Yes, sir?"
Vice Commander (on the call):"I have something for you. Something confidential."
There was a pause, and Noo~Noo felt a strange sensation creeping up his spine. The Vice Commander tone was uncharacteristically hushed, as though there was something dangerous about what he was saying. Noo~Noo Went to the Vice Commander Office. After a brief exchange of instructions, Noo~Noo received a new hard drive. He stared at it for a moment before quickly tucking it into his belongings.
The conversation ended as abruptly as it had begun, and Noo~Noo pocketed the drive, his face a mask of calm. He rejoined White and Naa~Naa with a casual demeanor, not wanting to raise any suspicion. Whatever the Vice Boss had planned, it was something he didn't feel ready to share. At least not yet.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"I'm all set. Got everything I need."
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Same here."
White nodded, glancing over at Noo~Noo, but seeing nothing unusual in his expression.
White:"Good. Let's finish up here and load the last of the equipment. We leave first thing tomorrow."
As they moved through the final stages of preparation, White remained focused, completely unaware of the potential threat that now existed within their mission. Noo~Noo, though troubled by the secret, kept his face unreadable. For now, the mission would continue as planned.
After they left HQ, Blue and Pink returned to their respective homes to finalize their packing. The reality of the mission was sinking in, and the weight of their permanent departure grew heavier with each passing moment. They carefully packed away their belongings, knowing this would be the last time they'd call these places home.
Meanwhile, White had other tasks on his mind. Instead of heading home, he went out on a final round of shopping to secure the last materials needed for constructing their bases on the island. The underground base was going to be their main hub, hidden away from the Teletubbies, and White was meticulous in choosing the right supplies.
He stopped at a large construction materials warehouse and began gathering essentials for building The Underground Base: large bags of cement, metal beams for structural support, and a variety of pipes to create the necessary infrastructure. He also bought lightbulbs, wiring, and other electrical components to ensure they had sufficient lighting for the dark, hidden space. Lastly, he selected a range of basic furniture—chairs, tables, and some storage units. The underground base needed to be functional, durable, and secure.
For the surface base, where the Teletubbies would live, White chose a different set of supplies. This base needed to feel like a livable environment while also remaining under their close watch. He purchased repair tools for the machines they would use: the food machine, clothes machine, and light machine, all of which would be essential for keeping the Teletubbies in a routine. He picked up durable outdoor materials such as cement, dirt, and mulch for landscaping around the base, as well as grass seed to create a more natural environment.
He even picked up some toys and entertainment items, knowing that part of monitoring the Teletubbies would involve keeping them occupied. The surface base also needed proper facilities, so White ensured they had the right materials to build bathrooms and restrooms for both the surface and underground bases.
After a long day of shopping, White loaded everything onto transport carts and arranged for the materials to be shipped to the docks, where they would be loaded onto the ship that would take them to the island. Satisfied that he had covered every detail, he took a moment to check his communicator. He sent a message to Blue and Pink:
White:The mission is in 3 days, not tomorrow. We need time for the workers to load everything onto the ship. Make sure you're ready.
With the last bit of logistics sorted, White paused, taking a deep breath. There was still much to do, but he felt confident that everything was falling into place. He then contacted the Boss to update him on their progress.
White:"Boss, we'll be ready a day earlier than planned. The team is finishing preparations, and we've acquired all the necessary supplies. All I need now is the meeting location for the ship, so I can check it out tomorrow and be prepared for the transport in three days."
The Boss responded after a brief pause, his tone calm and authoritative.
COMMANDER:"Good work, White. I'll send you the coordinates for the meeting point. You'll have time to survey the location and ensure everything is secure."
White:"Understood. I'll be ready."
With that, the conversation ended. White pocketed his communicator, his mind already shifting to the next task. There were three days left until their departure, and while they were ahead of schedule, he wanted to use every moment wisely. Tomorrow, he would scout the dock where the ship would arrive, ensuring everything would run smoothly when it came time to leave for the island.
This was the final stretch. Everything was in place, and now all that remained was the execution.
After a long day of preparation, White finally returned home, his mind calm but focused. The weight of the mission still lingered, but for now, he allowed himself a moment of rest, knowing the next few days would be critical. The house felt emptier than usual, knowing that this would be the last time he'd return to it before they left for the island.
Two days before the ship's departure, White woke early, the sunlight barely peeking through his window. This time, he dressed in his second outfit—black pants, a White shirt, and gray shoes. It was a simpler, more casual look, though the day ahead promised to be anything but. White checked his communicator for any updates as he left the house, heading toward the docks where the ship would arrive.
The location was quiet when White arrived, the air crisp with the early morning chill. The ship wasn't due for a while, but White was always early. He needed to ensure everything was in order, that no detail was overlooked. The vast, empty space where the ship would dock felt strangely peaceful, though White's mind was already on the mission. He walked the perimeter, checking the schedule and the ship's estimated time of arrival.
With time to spare, White decided to call in the supply teams to deliver everything they'd bought for the mission. He contacted the workers responsible for transporting the supplies, instructing them to bring everything to the dock. It was crucial that all the materials were loaded onto the ship well in advance, ensuring that there would be no delays when it came time to leave.
White:"Start bringing the supplies to the ship. We need everything loaded by today. I'll oversee the process."
The workers acknowledged the request, and soon, trucks began arriving at the docks, each one filled with the countless tools, materials, and equipment White, Blue, and Pink had spent days acquiring. Cement, metal, pipes, lightbulbs, furniture, repair tools, and all manner of supplies were unloaded and prepared for transport. White supervised the process, ensuring that nothing was damaged or left behind. Every piece of equipment, every tool, was essential for their survival on the island.
As the supplies were loaded onto the massive ship, White kept his usual calm demeanor, though his mind was already thinking ahead. Two days would pass quickly, and soon they would be on the island, isolated from the rest of the world. Everything they had gathered, from the building materials for the bases to the toys and machines for the Teletubbies, was now packed and ready to go.
After two long days of overseeing the process, White finally saw the last of the supplies loaded onto the ship. The preparations were complete. The ship stood tall in the water, looming like a shadow over the docks, ready to take them to their new home.
With everything in place, White pulled out his communicator and called Blue and Pink.
White:"It's time. Meet me at the docks. The ship is ready, and we leave today."
There was a pause on the other end before Blue responded, his voice steady but with a sense of finality.
Noo~Noo (Blue): "Understood. We'll be there."
Naa~Naa's voice followed shortly after, a bit softer but resolute.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"On our way."
White stood at the edge of the dock, staring out at the ship that would carry them to the island. This was the last day they would spend in this country, the last day they would be part of this world. Soon, they would be gone—watching, waiting, and living in the shadows of their final mission.
The time had come. The ship was ready, and so were they.
Once they were finally aboard the ship, White, Blue, and Pink had some time to relax before the journey to the island began. There was still a full day before the ship was scheduled to depart, giving them a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos of preparation.
Pink, always curious and full of energy, decided to use the time to explore the ship. She wandered off, eager to see the different areas of the massive vessel. White and Blue, on the other hand, stayed behind, sitting quietly on the deck with the soft hum of the ship's machinery in the background.
After a few moments of silence, Blue shifted uncomfortably in his seat before glancing over at White. His usual composed demeanor faltered slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck, clearly wrestling with something on his mind.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Hey, White... there's something I need to tell you."
White looked at him, sensing the seriousness in Blue's voice. He gave a small nod, waiting for him to continue.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"You know... I had a small chat with the Vice Commander before we left. He gave me this new hard drive—said it was for some special mission backup or whatever."
He paused, his expression tightening, as though weighing every word before letting it out.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"But to be honest, I don't really trust him. The whole conversation was... sketchy. He was laughing, almost like he was enjoying something I wasn't in on."
Blue ran a hand through his hair, clearly troubled by the memory. White kept his gaze steady, listening intently. Blue continued, his tone soft but serious.
Noo~Noo (Blue): "I trust you, White. You've always kept things under control, but there's something off about this whole thing with the Vice Commander and the new hard drive he gave me. He said it's for when my current one starts failing, which should be in about five years. I'm supposed to use it when the old one goes out, but... something about the way he gave it to me just feels wrong."
He paused, running a hand through his hair, clearly unsettled.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Here's the thing—if I start acting strange after installing that hard drive, or even before that... I need you to dismantle me. Before anything worse happens. I don't want to become a threat, and I trust you to stop me if it comes to that."
White stayed quiet for a moment, processing what Blue had just said. He had known him for a long time, and hearing him speak like this was deeply unsettling.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"If I lose control, White, you have to dismantle me. Use whatever you can, just don't let me become a danger. And one more thing... don't tell Naa~Naa. I don't want her getting worried or angry over what could be my own stupid judgment. Just promise me that, alright?"
The gravity of Blue's request settled heavily between them. White, known for his calm and methodical nature, nodded slowly. He didn't respond immediately, taking in the seriousness of what Blue was asking of him.
White:"I understand. If it comes to that, I'll make sure you're taken care of. I'll dismantle you if necessary, and I'll keep it a secret from Naa~Naa."
Blue let out a small breath, relieved to have shared his concerns, though the tension still lingered in the air.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Thanks, White. I really hope I'm wrong about this... but just in case, I needed to let you know."
White's expression softened slightly, though his focus remained sharp.
White:"Don't worry. If it happens, I'll make sure you're repaired and brought back. We'll handle it."
Blue gave a small, appreciative nod, though the worry in his eyes didn't fade. The ship's gentle rocking continued in the background, but the conversation had cast a shadow over their calm moment. White understood the weight of what Blue had just shared, and though he hoped it would never come to pass, he would be ready—just like always.
The bond of trust between them had been solidified in that moment, though what the future held remained uncertain.
After a moment of heavy silence between White and Blue, their quiet reflection was interrupted by the soft sound of footsteps approaching. Naa~Naa returned from her exploration of the ship, her curiosity clearly satisfied for the time being. Noticing the somewhat tense expressions on her companions' faces, she tilted her head slightly, her sharp eyes picking up on the subtle unease.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Is everything okay? You two look like you've been in deep thought."
Both White and Blue exchanged a brief glance before quickly composing themselves, their expressions smoothing into something more casual. They'd agreed to keep the conversation private, and neither of them wanted Naa~Naa to worry.
White:"Yeah, everything's fine."
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Nothing to worry about."
Naa~Naa studied them for a moment longer, but eventually shrugged. She didn't push the matter further, trusting their word. Still, the air between them felt heavy, as if something lingered just beneath the surface. Sensing the need to shift the atmosphere, White spoke up, his voice calm and steady, almost paternal.
White: "Alright, it's been a long day, and tomorrow is the start of the mission. Our new home awaits, so let's rest well tonight. Be ready for what's ahead."
His words were soft but carried the weight of leadership. There was comfort in the way he spoke, a calm that seemed to ease the tension in the air. Both Blue and Naa~Naa nodded in agreement.
White:"I'll head to bed first."
With that, White stood and gave them both a small nod before turning to make his way to his cabin. Naa~Naa followed shortly after, still processing the excitement of the mission, though there was a flicker of unease she couldn't quite place.
Noo~Noo lingered for a moment, watching his sister walk away before following behind them. The conversation he'd had with White still weighed on his mind, but for now, he kept it buried deep.
As White lay in his cabin, his mind replayed the words Blue had spoken earlier. The warning, the concern about the hard drive, and the strange behavior of the Vice Commander. It gnawed at the edges of his thoughts, casting a shadow over what should have been a moment of calm before the mission.
Despite his efforts to brush it aside, White couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He stared up at the ceiling, the soft hum of the ship barely registering as his thoughts churned. But eventually, he told himself that everything was under control—he would handle it, just as he always had.
With that final thought, White closed his eyes and drifted into a light, restless sleep, knowing that tomorrow would mark the beginning of their new lives.
The next day, as dawn broke over the horizon, the ship began its long voyage across the vast, open sea. For seven days and seven nights, the massive vessel cut through the water, carrying White, Noo~Noo, Naa~Naa, and all their supplies toward the distant island. The journey felt endless, the horizon a never-changing stretch of water, and the isolation of their mission began to settle into their minds.
The island was far, buried deep in the heart of the sea, far from any civilization. It was the perfect place for their mission—secluded and untouched. On the eighth day, the dark outline of the island finally appeared on the horizon, surrounded by a thick mist that clung to the treetops like a veil.
As the ship anchored just off the shore, White stood at the bow, his sharp eyes scanning the landscape. The island was a mix of dense forests and open fields, wild and untamed. The perfect place to build their bases. He turned to his team, his calm, authoritative voice cutting through the sound of the waves.
White:"We've arrived. Let's start unloading the supplies."
With White leading the way, they began unloading the cargo. Workers helped carry crates filled with construction materials, tools, and equipment off the ship and onto the island. The team moved swiftly, bringing everything to a large, open field in the center of the island—an ideal location for the two bases.
The field was surrounded by trees on all sides, providing natural cover. The ground was flat and solid, perfect for building. As White directed the unloading, he felt a sudden chill run down his spine. His instincts kicked in, and he turned quickly, scanning the treeline. But there was nothing. Just the wind whispering through the branches. Shaking off the unease, White refocused on the task at hand.
White:"Let's get started. We'll build both bases here."
They divided into two groups: one tasked with building the surface base for the Teletubbies, and the other with constructing the underground base, which would serve as the headquarters for White, Noo~Noo, and Naa~Naa.
The Teletubby Surface Base
The surface base, designed to house the Teletubbies, was built to resemble a simple, cozy home that blended with the natural environment. The team started by laying a solid foundation using the cement and materials they had brought. The walls were built from reinforced concrete but painted in soft colors to create a more welcoming appearance.
Inside the base, several rooms were constructed, each serving a specific purpose:
Main Living Area:
The largest room, filled with comfortable furniture and entertainment.
This room was the heart of the Teletubby house, designed to keep them relaxed and occupied.
Toys, books, and soft cushions were spread around the room, and large windows allowed natural light to flood in.
Machine Rooms:
Separate rooms housed the essential machines that would maintain the Teletubbies' daily needs.
There was a Food Machine, responsible for preparing meals, a Clothes Machine for their laundry, and a Light Machine that controlled the artificial day-night cycle inside the house.
The machines were large, industrial, and hidden from direct view, though they were easily accessible for repairs.
Restroom and Bathing Area:
Complete with fully functioning plumbing, these rooms were equipped with modern fixtures, ensuring the Teletubbies had everything they needed to maintain cleanliness and hygiene.
Play Area:
A separate section of the base was designed as a playroom, filled with bright colors and toys to keep the Teletubbies entertained.
The floors were soft and padded, and there was a large screen embedded in the wall for interactive entertainment.
The outside of the base was carefully landscaped with dirt, mulch, and freshly planted grass seed. The surrounding area was designed to blend seamlessly into the natural field, so the Teletubbies would feel like they were living in harmony with the land.
The Underground Base (The Guardian's Headquarters)
While the surface base was a warm and inviting home for the Teletubbies, the underground base was a stark contrast—cold, industrial, and hidden from view. It was buried deep beneath the field, with only a discreet entryway leading down into the depths. The entrance was camouflaged to blend in with the surroundings, ensuring that no one would easily stumble upon it.
White, Blue, and Naa~Naa oversaw the construction of the underground base with precision, knowing this would be their new home for the foreseeable future. The entrance tunnel was reinforced with steel beams and concrete walls, leading down into the main chamber.
The underground base was divided into several critical areas:
Monitoring Room:
This was the heart of the underground base.
A large room filled with monitors and control panels, designed to keep constant surveillance on the Teletubbies.
Hidden cameras placed throughout the surface base and the surrounding forest would feed live video back to this room, ensuring they could observe without ever being seen.
The night vision cameras White had purchased were installed here, capable of capturing even the faintest movement in the dark.
Living Quarters:
White, Blue, and Naa~Naa each had their own small, functional living spaces.
The rooms were simple, with a bed, desk, and storage for their belongings.
The walls were stark and utilitarian, a reminder of the isolation they had accepted.
Machine Maintenance Rooms:
Like the surface base, the underground base had its own machine rooms, though they were more industrial.
These rooms housed spare parts, tools, and systems needed to maintain the equipment on both the surface and underground.
The spare hard drives White had purchased for Blue and Naa~Naa were stored here, ready for use if needed.
Supply Storage:
This room contained all the extra materials they had brought, including food rations, tools, and spare equipment.
It was essential for their long-term survival, ensuring they had what they needed in case of emergencies.
Escape Route: One final addition was a hidden escape tunnel, leading out into the forest.
White insisted on having a secondary exit in case of emergencies, ensuring they had a way out if things ever went wrong underground.
The Build Process
For several days, the team worked tirelessly, constructing the bases piece by piece. The underground base required careful excavation, with steel beams and concrete slabs being laid to support the heavy earth above. The ventilation systems were crucial, ensuring fresh air would circulate through the hidden chambers below.
Above ground, the Teletubby house took shape quickly, its soft exterior and comforting design coming together to create the illusion of safety and normalcy.
White was always on the move, checking on both projects, his sharp eye catching every detail. He made sure the installations were done perfectly, knowing that the success of their mission depended on it. As the sun dipped below the horizon each night, the cold sensation on his spine returned, a reminder that something was off about this island. But he pushed the feeling aside, focusing on his task.
After several intense days of work, both bases were finally complete. The island was ready.
With the bases finally completed and the workers gone, only White, Noo~Noo, and Naa~Naa remained on the island. The once bustling scene of construction was now eerily quiet, the soft rustling of leaves and the distant calls of wildlife the only sounds breaking the silence. The trio stood together in the central field, the weight of their isolation settling in as the realization of their new reality began to take hold.
White, ever the leader, gathered them together to discuss the next phase of their mission. His expression was calm, but there was a gravity to his voice as he spoke.
White: "Now that the bases are built and the workers have left, it's time to explain the full scope of the mission. From this point forward, we'll be monitoring the four special Teletubbies—Po, Laa-Laa, Tinky Winky, and Dipsy."
Naa~Naa listened intently, while Noo~Noo folded his arms, his gaze steady. White continued.
White: "One of us will need to stay in the surface base to keep a closer eye on the Teletubbies. The other two will monitor from the underground base, keeping the primary systems running and managing the surveillance feeds. It's crucial we maintain constant vigilance. The Teletubbies must not know we exist."
Just as White was about to assign roles, Noo~Noo suddenly interrupted.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"I'll be the one staying in the surface base."
His voice was firm, leaving little room for argument. Both White and Naa~Naa exchanged glances, slightly taken aback by Noo~Noo's decisiveness. It wasn't that they didn't trust him—Noo~Noo had proven himself time and time again—but his quick volunteering was unexpected. White studied his expression for a moment before nodding.
White:"Alright. If you're sure."
Naa~Naa also gave a small nod of agreement, her usual playful demeanor replaced with a rare seriousness.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"Okay, Noo~Noo. If that's what you want."
White took a deep breath, feeling the need to push forward with the rest of the mission briefing.
White:"As I said, our primary task is to monitor the four Teletubbies, but because Noo~Noo has volunteered to stay on the surface, we'll also be monitoring him. It's important to ensure the surface base functions properly and that nothing happens to disrupt the mission. Blue, you'll be in direct contact with us from the surface. We'll watch from below."
There was a brief pause as White let the weight of the mission sink in. Noo~Noo staying alone on the surface wasn't just about convenience—it meant he would be in constant proximity to the Teletubbies, observing them closely and ensuring they remained unaware of the underground base and the team's presence. He would be their first line of defense, their eyes and ears above ground.
White:"We need to remember that this mission is for life. We may be here for forever, and the Teletubbies' development will take time. But we can't risk them discovering us, so Blue, you'll need to be careful. Naa~Naa and I will support you from the underground base, handling repairs and monitoring the surveillance feeds. If anything unusual happens, you report it immediately."
Noo~Noo nodded, his expression calm despite the responsibility he had just taken on.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"I understand. I'll make sure everything runs smoothly up there."
Naa~Naa shifted slightly, her eyes flicking between White and Noo~Noo.
Naa~Naa (Pink):"And if anything goes wrong up there, you let us know, right? Don't be a hero, Blue."
Noo~Noo smirked slightly, his usual confident demeanor returning for a moment.
Noo~Noo (Blue):"Don't worry, sis. I've got this."
White, satisfied with the plan, gave one final nod.
White:"Alright. We'll begin the surveillance tonight. Let's make sure everything is in place before we settle in."
The air around them felt heavy, not just with the gravity of the mission but with the isolation of their new lives. The island, vast and untouched, stretched out around them, wild and mysterious. And somewhere out there, the Teletubbies were waiting.
This was their new home. Their final mission had begun.
White:oh, and the 4 teletubbies arrive in a month
Noo~Noo (Blue) & Naa~Naa (Pink):Understood.
End of Act 0