The Day Kim Couldn't Win

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim, Ron, Rufus, Drakken ::says annoyingly, "DREW"::, Sheego, or anyone else. At least, I don't think I do.

"Kim!" yelled Ron from downstairs, "We're gonna be late for school! Do you want detention again?"

"Not really," replied Kim, doing a flip off the top of her stairs. "But those boys could use a pedicure to match those fingernails of theirs."

"Kim," said Ron, annoyed with her showing off, "do you hafta go into cheerleader mode? We're not even at school yet. Speaking of which, we're gonna be LATE!!!"

And so they sped off on Ron's motorcycle, Rufus on the handlebars and Kim in back. Ron stopped at a stop sign, lazily watching a car pass by.

Suddenly, from underneath them, a giant drill head appeared, knocking the passengers on the motocross bike askew. Well, all the passengers, except for Rufus.

A mumbling voice came from beneath the earth. "Ahvve grt ou, Im Prssible!"

"What?" asked Kim and Ron simultaneously.

Dr. Drakken and Sheego emerged from under the tarred street, riding in the cab of the giant drill.

"I said," Drakken answered irritably, "I've got you, Kim Possible!"

"Ohhhhh!" said Ron and Kim at the same time.

"No problem." Kim said, and flew/kicked into the drill's cab. "C'mon, Drew, what d'ya got?"

"Him?" said Sheego, "he's got NOTHING. I, however, have this." With that, she pushed a big red button on a remote control, causing a big problem for Kim (as most remote controls with big red buttons, held by the bad guys do). She tried to kick the remote out of Sheego's hand, but found that she couldn't. This little device reduced Kim to performing the skills of a normal human. Kim was demoted from cheerleader to—you guessed it—debate team.

"Aw, man. Now Bonnie's definitely gonna be team captain!" Kim ran from the cab and jumped on Ron's bike, taking off and dragging Ron along the way.

"Well," said Ron, trying to find the good, "at least we'll have an excuse for being late to school."