"Hurry up Ron!" Kim shouted. "Drakken is about to activate the energy device he stole from the Space Center!"

Trotting behind her, Ron looked longingly down at the lights of Middleton, including the Bueno Nacho, where the "All you can eat Tuesday" promotion was in full swing.

He sighed, "You, why can't he try and take over the world on a test day?"

"Focus Ron!" Kim said. Didn't Ron understand that they were racing against the clock?

GJ HQ.

"We're ready ma'am." Will Du said. He looked grim, but she supposed it was stage fright. This after all, as one of the most important parts of the mission of GJ.

Okay, one of high points, and anyone who muffed it up would never hear the end of hit, which is why when her and Du's name came out of the hat, she swore that they would do GJ proud.

Du had better not disappoint her.

However, if he thought he was going to win the bet, he was delusional.

"It's him, ma'am." An agent pointed to the phone, with the indicator showing the call came from Drakken's lair.

"Good. Du?"

"On it." He picked up the phone. Over the speakers came Drakken's voice.

"This is Dr. Drakken! I-"

"'Allo?" Du said in a terrible, terrible Italian accent. "This is Sergio's Pizza, who ama I a speaking to?"

"Pizza? I didn't call a Pizza place, I want Global Jus-"

"Oh! You wanta our Global Pizza!" Du said, "That will be a 20 dollars!"

"No! I want to take-"

"Take out? You don't need to take out. We deliver free!"

"I...GRRRRR, wrong number good bye!"

Will leaned back and gave a small smile of victory to Dr. Director.

She sighed. "Will, after all this time, I would have expected better than you." She looked down as the phone started to ring again. "Watch and learn."

"Global Justice, It is I, Dr."

"Oh it's You, is it?!" Dr. Directors voice was now high and reedy, the benefit of several hours of practice in her office. "I suppose I should be grateful that you decided to call me, I mean, what mother wouldn't be happy that her son had decided to call her."

"Drak-what?"

"Don't you what me, young man. Do you know that you forgot to show up for Edith's Birthday party? She was broken hearted!"

"I thin-"

"Oh I know you do, but have you thought about marriage? I'm not getting any younger! What about my grand children! Am I going to go through life without knowing if you're going to carry on the Klinkenberg name?"

"But I-"

"No Excuses! If you're father was here, God rest his soul, he'd be terribly upset! I bet you don't even have a girlfriend, what with those weird people you hang out with."

"Well, I'm sort of livin-" There was a sound like a whoosh of plasma and a Yike!

"Living in sin! I think I might faint! What type of floozy has gotten her hands into you!"

"She's not a floozy, and my name is Drakken!"

"Drakken? How dare you sit there and take advantage of a poor old woman who is only hoping to hear from her child! I've a good mind to walk over to where you live young man and give you a piece of my mind!"

"I'm...sorry?"

"I hope you are!"

"Yes, well I'm very sorry and I promise I'll call my mother very soon and Shego, what are-" There was a sudden click.

Dr. Director turned to Will.

Her subordinate sighed and started counting out 20 dollar bills, ignoring the chortles from the rest of the staff.

"You win, Dr. Director. Again."

Epilogue:

"Kimmy!" Her mother said, "You're back from your mission early. Did something go wrong."

"Not...exactly." Kim said. "But when we got to the secret hide out, nobody was there...there was just the device at the front door and this." The teen said, holding up a piece of cardboard.

On it, in all Caps were the words:

DOOMSDAY CANCELLED DUE TO WRONG NUMBERS.

THE MOOD IS RUINED.

GOOD NIGHT.

The End