A/NWell, here it is. A Kim Possible Family Guy cross over. How do you like them apples? Fox owns Family Guy and Disney owns Kim Possible. You know the drill.

Possible Guy

"POSSIBLE! STOPPABLE! MY OFFICE, NOW!" Steve Barkin, the principle and fill in sub of Middleton High School screamed into the PA system. He lowered himself down into the chair behind his desk and looked at a picture. Leaning forward some, he rested his elbows on his desk and brought his hands up some, resting his head on his interlaced fingers waiting for the two teens he bellowed for moments ago. How was he going to tell them what he had to? It was something he's never had to do before, but here he was, Steve Barkin, retired Marine Corps major, about to do the unthinkable.

Kim Possible, teen hero, captain of the cheer squad, and straight "A" student and her boyfriend, Ron Stoppable, teen hero, star running back, and holder of the "Gentleman's C" (though his grades were getting better), made their way to the principles office. It was unclear to them why they had been called by Mr. Barkin, but they feared the worst of it. It still shook them to their bones whenever they were called into his office. With all the freak fighting they have done, with all the adventures they have been in, this was something that gave them the chills whenever it happened. Ron took Kim's hand into his own, a sign of their love, how much strength they drew from each other, and how much they meant to each other. Rounding the corner they walked down the staff hall way and stopped in front of Mr. Barkin's office. Ron gave Kim's hand a reassuring squeeze and opened the door to the principle's office. Quietly, they walked in and locked eyes with their principle.

"Possible, Stoppable, have a seat," Barkin said, motioning to two chairs in front of his desk. The quickly obeyed, keeping their eyes on the man in front of them.

"So, what's up Mr. B, why the screaming for us to get to your office?" Ron asked, still holding Kim's hand.

"Well, I've…got a rather odd request to make of the two of you. I need you to come with me on a little trip. We're going to Quahog, Rhode Island."

Kim arched an eyebrow at him. "Quahog, I've never heard of it." She stated.

"Not to many people have, Possible. It's a small suburb of Providence. My cousin lives there, and he's contacted me to ask if I would come visit him for a few days. His name is Joe Swanson, an honest man and a damn fine cop, even after his ability to walk was taken from him. He told me I could bring a couple of guests with me and I thought of you two. Think of it as a field trip of sorts."

Ron's eyes lit up. "A field trip? Out of state? With no classes? Boo-yah!" he said.

Kim rolled her eyes at her BFBF and then looked to Mr. Barkin. "I guess we're in." she said to him.

"Great. Our plane leaves tomorrow at 10 in the morning. I'll see you at the airport." Barkin stood up and escorted Ron and Kim to his office door.

"Kim, Ron, this actually means a lot to me. I don't have very many, what you would call, friends, so I really do appreciate what you two are doing," he said to them.

They smiled at him, and Ron spoke up, "Don't worry about it Mr. B, KP and I could use a few days off from the saving the world biz."

The next day, at the Quahog International Airport, a rather fat man, wearing a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a pair of green slacks, and wire frame glasses is standing in the terminal of the airport. His eyes were half closed and he was watching the people with a rather board manner on his face. On one side of him, a man in a wheelchair and a very muscular upper body was waiting with him. He was wearing the police uniform of Quahog and had the same expression as the fat guy.

"Peter," the man in the wheelchair said, "thanks for helping me pick up my cousin. He's coming with some rather famous people, so, ya know, be on your best behavior."

Peter scoffed. "Joe, its not like this is the first time I've been around someone famous. Remember that time I met Snoop Dogg?" Peter thought back, and a scene replayed in his head. Peter was standing in front of a local theater when the famous rap artist came out. "Um, can I…can I buy some pot from you?" Peter asked. Snoop Dogg looked back and forth for a moment and then started to reach into his pocket.

"PETER!" Joe screamed, knocking Peter out of his flashback. "I'm talking about the world famous Team Possible. You know, the kids that save the world on a weekly basis?"

The dog, who was on the other side of Peter, leaned forward and looked at Joe. His fur was solid white and he was wearing a red collar. "Wow Joe, you're cousin knows Team Possible? That's got to be a huge honor for him!" the dog said.

"Well Brian, he actually treats them like they were normal kids. Can't let them have to much special treatment he said. About the most he does is look the other way when they have to leave school early." Joe replied.

"But still, Team Possible, wow!" Braid said.

"Big deal, its not like I haven't done my own heroics!" Peter spoke up. Brian rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

"Peter, drinking ten times your own weight in apple juice doesn't count as being a hero," the dog told him.

"But the town…" Peter started.

"No, Peter, the town was not going to be swallowed up by a horrible tide of apple juice." Joe interrupted. Peter sighed in defeat and went back to watching for Team Possible and their principle.

"Wow Kim, this is nice, flying on a plane without having to have to jump from it," Ron said as he relaxed in his seat, well, as best as he could. Coach seating was not known for its comfort, but the tickets were at a heavy discount, thanks to Kim calling in a favor that was owed for them.

"Team Possible," a flight attendant said as she came up to them, "I would like to thank you for saving us a couple of months ago."

"No big, I'm sure any two teens with jet packs would have kept the plane from crashing while their naked mole rat partner fixed the landing gear." Kim replied. The flight attendant smiled at them and walked off after seeing a call button light up.

"Possible, Stoppable, my cousin will be waiting for us once we land. He'll be bringing a friend and his dog to help us with the luggage. Once we get to the terminal, keep an eye out for a police man in a wheelchair." Barkin said.

"Uh, Mr. B, I know that you asked us to come along because we're your friends, but I can't help but thinking that there is another reason why. Wait a minute! Are they opening up a Bueno Nacho in Quahog and they want us to cut the ribbon? If so, that would be so badical!" Ron said, almost shouting.

"Ron! They are not asking us to open up a Bueno Nacho!" Kim huffed, but then thought about it for a moment, "are they Mr. Barkin?"

"As much as I wish Stoppable was right, I'm afraid that isn't the case. Joe will fill you in once we're settled from the flight. He's arranged for us to have some hotel rooms, we'll each get our own separate room, and Stoppable, no cheese fights with Rufus this time…" Barkin ordered.

"Awww man!" Ron whined.

"Hunk! No fair!" Rufus piped up after popping out of Ron's pocket.

The plane landed with gentle ease onto the tarmac and began its taxi into the terminal.

"This is your captain, please thank you for flying Air Clam. We hope that you enjoy your stay in Quahog and think of us in the future. Also be on the look out for Ladies went Loco for all you girls 18 and up," the voice over the loud speaker said.

The trio looked up at the speaker and gave a disgusted look on their faces before standing up and gathering up their things from the over head compartments. They quietly left the plane and stepped out into the terminal.

"Joe, I think I see them," Brian said, pointing to the big guy with a buzz cut and two teens with them.

"Good work Brian. STEVE! OVER HERE!" Joe shouted, his voice rattling some of the signs. The Quahogians made their way over to the Middletonites who were standing by the baggage claim.

"Just had to bring along your portable kitchen, didn't you Stoppable?" Barkin said before turning his head toward the screaming. "JOE!" he screamed equally loud, before walking and meeting Joe, Brian and Peter at the half way point. Barkin grabbed Joe's hand and gave it a mighty shake.

"Good to see you cousin. I'd like you to meet some friends of mine. This is Peter Griffin," Joe said, motioning to Peter, "and this is his housemate Brian."

Handshakes were exchanged before Steve turned to the side, pointing to Kim and Ron. "As I'm sure you've heard, these two make up the world famous Team Possible. They have come with me per your request Joe." Ron was trying to pull something heavy off the baggage claim carousal, and Kim was doing all she could to help him.

"Why did you bring the portable kitchen Ron?!" Kim angrily asked as the succeeded in pulling it off the carousal, setting it down on its wheels.

"Well, I just thought that while we're here, I could make you a dinner for just the two of us," Ron replied.

Rufus had heard "the two of use" and had climbed out of Ron's pocket and onto the top of the portable kitchen, glaring daggers at his owner.

"Sorry little buddy, you don't mind sitting this one out do you?" Ron asked. Rufus shrugged his shoulders dropped his glare. At that time, the four had come over to the teens. Again, introductions were made and handshakes were passed around. The group made their way toward the exit where Peter's station wagon was waiting. There was a little trouble getting the portable kitchen onto the luggage rack, but soon the group was off and on their way into town.

"So you're Team Possible huh? Well, let me be the first to welcome you to Quahog," Peter said, "My wife invited all our friends over dinner, so that will give you a chance to meet the whole gang."

"Dinner? Free eats? Thanks Mr. G!" Ron said, with the same excitement in his voice as he had up in the plane.

"Heh heh heh, you kids and your munchies," Peter said, turning the car on to the highway. This was going to be yet another chapter in the exiting life of the residents of Spooner Street. Peter could feel it in his bones.

A/N: So endith the first chapter. Stay tuned in for more to come. Also check out my other fics. "Through My Eyes" is up to chapter 2 with chapter 3 in the works. My first songfic is up, which is centered around "The Power of Love" by Huey Lewis and the News. And, of course, there is also my first comedy fic, "Kim's World" for those of you that remember "Wayne's World"