A little treat for Halloween. Fly Me to the Moon Will Return in two weeks.

Thanks to campy for proofreading this story. He definitely deserves treats, not tricks.

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I.

"Going trick or treating a little early, Drakken?"

"Kim Possible," the blue-skinned, world-saving recidivist who was holding a piece of top secret tech that was most definitely not his whined as he turned to see his long-time arch-foe, who was wearing a regulation blue Global Justice uniform.

"And fiancé," Ron Stoppable, Kim's newly promoted boyfriend and partner in freak-fighting who was similarly attired proudly announced.

"I hope your wedding gown isn't as tight on you as that jump suit, Princess," Shego gibed as she dropped down from the rafters, landing in front of Kim and assuming a fighting stance.

"You know, this does pinch," Ron observed as he shifted uncomfortably. "And sometimes it rides—"

"TMI!" Kim, Shego, and Drakken all chorused.

"Fine," Ron huffed. "If you're all going to be that way …"

"You're actually going to marry this dork?" Shego asked acidly.

"He's weird, but I love him," Kim smirked. "And considering who your beau is …"

Shego shrugged. "What can I say? The hydrangeas grew on me."

As if on cue, one of Drakken's plant tendrils, now tipped with the aforementioned flower, snaked out of his collar and waved a bouquet in front of Shego's face.

"That's so many flavors of wrong," Kim said.

"Actually, it's kind of romantic," Shego replied as she sniffed the flower.

"And environmentally friendly, too," Drakken added. "No nasty fertilizers on these petals!"

Ron rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh, could someone remind me where we were?"

"We were busting Shego and Drakken."

"Oh, yeah, that's right."

"I don't think so," Drakken said. "Shego!"

"On it."

"Bring," Kim challenged.

As Shego and Kim engaged in their customary display of martial arts prowess, Drakken turned to Ron. "Explain something to me."

Ron was stunned.

"Wow, I don't hear that all too often."

"I wonder why."

"Was that a shot?"

"What do you think?"

"Just confirmin'. So, what do you want to know?"

"Why aren't you fighting Shego? You're the one with the supposedly invincible monkey powers."

Ron shrugged. "It makes KP happy," he said before he and Drakken had to duck to avoid being slammed by Shego, who'd just been tossed by Kim. "Besides, as you can see, she's still good at fighting the bad guys, not to mention she looks good when she fights them."

"Thanks, Ron!" Kim said cheerfully as she vaulted over the two men to press her attack.

"That's new," Drakken said.

"Tai Xing Pek War," a beaming Ron said. "I taught her."

"So she now knows seventeen kinds of kung fu?" Drakken asked nervously.

"Eighteen, actually. She's taught herself the Snoring Panda style."

Drakken looked over at Shego, who appeared to be groggy. Then he scowled. "Well, you may not be interested in helping your fiancée, but I am."

"You're going to help KP?"

"No, Shego," Drakken said as his tendril slithered out, wrapped around Kim's ankles and pulled her down.

"Wait a minute. You and Shego—"

"Whoa!" Kim yelped in surprise as she hit the ground, hard.

"KP!" Ron exclaimed in concern. As he bent over to tend to his fallen fiancée, he didn't notice that Drakken had come up behind him – or that he was holding a neural compliance chip in his hand. The young man's expression of concern was soon replaced by one of blankness.

"Ron?" Kim said groggily as her eyes fluttered open. "Drakken? What's going—?"

"Happy Halloween, Kim Possible," Drakken said gleefully as he slapped a matching mind control chip on Kim's forehead. "Well played, Shego," he said as his henchwoman/fiancée rose to her feet.

"Thanks, Doctor D," she said as she draped her arm over his shoulder. "Man, I can't believe she fell for that."

"Well, she likes to say she can do anything," Drakken said grandly. "And now she can play a role in my greatest scheme ever!"

II.

"Yes, Will?" Betty Director said as she looked up from her paperwork. Her erstwhile Number One Agent was clearly doing his best to suppress a smile.

"I think you should turn on the Middleton News Network."

Director did as suggested. "Oh dear," she said as she sat back in her chair. "This is not going to look good at budget time."

"I warned you against recruiting them," he said smugly.

"Kim and Ron have done excellent work since they were brought on board," Director said.

"And yet they are now clearly under the influence of a supervillain," Will observed. "Amateur college students."

"Amateur college students who have foiled seventeen plots since the beginning of the semester," Director countered. "There's a reason Drakken went after them, and not you."

"Yes, because I would not have allowed myself to fall into his clutches," Will said pompously.

"No, you just let yourself fall into Dementor's hands last month."

"Those were unusual circumstances," Du protested.

Betty cocked an eyebrow, then sighed. "To be honest, as bad as this is, I don't think it's as damaging as you in that housecoat …"

III.

"Come on, Pumpkin, get a move on," Shego barked.

"Yes, Shego," Kim replied in a syrupy monotone.

"You too, Buffoon," Drakken added.

"Yes, Doctor D," Ron replied in an empty tone similar to Kim's.

Shego turned to Drakken. "I've got to hand it to you, Drew," she said admiringly. "As whacked as this idea was, it turned out to be pretty good."

"Thank you," he said as he popped a miniature chocolate bar into his mouth. "All the candy we can eat and Kim Possible making a complete fool of herself."

Shego snorted as she looked at Ron and Kim. "And Stoppable, too. That get up is too much."

"Well, he's a buffoon, so why not have him dress as one?"

Ron was wearing a ridiculous clown costume, complete with bulbous red nose, face paint, baggy pants with polka dots, and ridiculously large shoes. He also had a sign attached to the front of his suit that declared, "Global Justice's Finest … Buffoon."

"And I must say, I do think that was an excellent choice for Miss Possible," Drakken said.

"Thanks," Shego said with a grin. "It was the only thing that would cover her huge hips and big bottom, right Pumpkin?"

The nickname was especially appropriate as Kim was dressed in a giant pumpkin, her arms protruding and legs clad in orange leggings. Painted across her middle were the words, "I can do anything – even make a fool of myself." The world famous crime fighter and one-time teen hero looked ridiculous.

"Yes, Shego," she said obediently.

"Well, where to next?" the glamorous henchwoman asked.

"Upperton," Drakken said. "I've heard there's some slammin' T and T action there. From there we will go to Eastside and then conquer Lowerton."

"That's a lot of ground to cover," a dubious Shego said.

"Perhaps," Drakken replied. "But we do have a funky fresh flying car, the night is young – and it would be such a shame if all of the people of the Tri-City area didn't have a chance to enjoy Team Possible's all-that fashion statements."

"Well," Shego said with a malicious grin as she took Drakken's outstretched hand. "When you put it that way …"

The End.