This was inspired by Emotion Sickness from season three. I got to thinking, what if there wasn't a need for a remote to activate the moodulators, what if there wasn't any moodulators, but something that dissolved once it made contact with skin and what if it enhanced those feelings, by taking feelings deep down, and bring them to the surface. Well, hope you like it anyway. My first Kim Possible fanfic, but a long time fan.

Kim

I hate to say it, but Shego's fighting skills have improved. Greatly.

"Careful Princess. Wouldn't want to break anything." Shego mocks as she comes towards me, her hands glowing. I, just in time, backflip away, trying to keep out of her reach.

"Well, you would know by know, wouldn't you?" I bite back, rolling out of the way of a plasma ball. Wow, she is either really angry, or something else is bothering her.

"Ron, little help!" I shout as I start running, trying to avoid being hit by Shego's plasma blasts. As if on cue, Ron falls from the ceiling and lands on Shego, knocking her out.

"Ow! Sorry I'm late K.P. The skylight wouldn't open." Ron apologises, rubbing his head.

"No big Ron. Now, where is Drakken?" From behind me, I hear his crackle.

"Hahahaha! Kim Possible and her sidekick who's name escapes me. You think you've defeated me, hmm?" Drakken rants, much to our anoyance.

"Um, do you not see that Shego is down and out?" Ron states. I nod, backing him up. Without Shego, Drakken is nothing.

"Oh, but you weren't expecting THIS!" He exclaims as he points a death ray at Ron. Oh no he dosen't. No one kills MY Ron! Wait, where did that thought come from? Eh, I'll figure that out later, first things first.

"Ron, look out!" I yell as I rush over, pushing him out of the way. Right as Drakken fires his ray. The ray's beam just misses us by a inch or two. Ron looks baffled as I stand up and face Drakken, who now looks worried. Good.

"Trying to kill me is one thing; Trying to kill my bestie is an ENTIRELY different sitch!" I screech, charging at him. Luckily for Drakken, Shego jumps in front of me, protecting her boss.

"Remember Kimmie, I heal fast." She gloats as she gets into a fighting stance. I take one too, one she has never seen me use before. Most don't know that Tai Chi was not originally used for it's health benefits, but for self-defence.

"GRR," Shego growls as she charges towards me, her hands once again glowing. Relaxing my arms, I quickly duck under her jabs while swings my arms back, stiffining them as I slam my hands into Shego's side.

"AAAHHHH!" She yells before crashing into a shelf, gadgets falling around her. She shakes her head before standing up, glaring at me.

"Look Dr. D, Cupcake learned a new trick!" She growls, throwing a plasma blast again. This time, I jump and cart wheel away.

"DAH, OOF. If it has any thing to do with the ancient ways of Tai Chi, I can speak of a similar problem. WOAH!" Drakken shouts as Ron uses his weigh and flips Drakken over his head. Its more Judo than any thing, but it is still impressive. Drakken moans before saying the smartest thimg he could.

"SHEGO, RETREAT!" Nice going Ron. Him training with me more really paid off. At first he complained, but once I pointed out that we'd be spending time together, he began to look forward to it.

"Til next time, Possible!' Shego exclaims, throwing me into the same shelf that I just threw her into. So the irony. I let myself fall to the floor, landing on my arms as I look up and see Drakken and Shego escaping on a hover thing.

"K.P! Are you alright?" Ron asks, his voice full of concern. Hes so sweet and caring.

"Mhmm. You're so sweet Ron." I giggle. Wait, what did I just say? And did I giggle? Ron looks at me, surprise written all over his face.

"Um, Kim, let me check you for a moodulator." Ron says, moving towards me. I only nod, not trusting myself to speak. He moves my hairout of the way and starts looking for any gadgets.

"Your clear K.P." He says, moving away. As he does, one of his hands brushes down my back, sending pleasurable chills up my spine.

"Ron, you naughty boy." I purr, my voice lower than normal as I turn around and wrap my arms around my friends neck, staring into his blue, soulful eyes. What am I doing?! Apparently, ruining a friendship that has lasted thirteen years. Sure, I've thought about taking that next step, but I'm scared to talk to Ron about it. Or, at least I was.

"Ah, lets get you home and to your mom. She'll know what to do, come on." Ron says, pulling me with him. I bite my lip, scared of what will come out if I talk. Whats wrong with me?

To those who know me from my other books, I have been very busy with work and two kids. Updates will be slow, but, hopefully, worth it. RR!