KP-TZ - The Middleton Files: My Bonnie Lamb
Disclaimer/Author's Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Walt Disney Corporation. The Twilight Zone was created by Rod Serling; all rights to The Twilight Zone are owned by Viacom. All other characters are the creations of the TZ2-KP team, and may not be used without their express permission.
This is a strictly not-for-profit effort
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(Prologue)
"Bonnie!" Kim Possible, teen heroine, and Bonnie Rockwaller, her cheerleading nemesis, were doing what they do best: going it, nose-to-nose, in yet another argument.
"Kim, it wasn't my fault that we got stuck together, remember?"
"It wasn't mine, either, B."
"You're right, K: it was that loser friend of yours, the 'Mad Dog,'" and Bonnie used 'air quotes.'
"Ron is not a loser, B!
"Besides, look at that 'Brick' you're dating: is that his name or head shape?" Kim shot back.
The cheer squad, to a person, sighed.
Marcella was tired of the bickering.
Tara twirled the end of her hair (a nervous habit) while she contemplated shoving pom-poms into both of their mouths.
Liz, tired of being the quiet redhead on the team, seriously considered bouncing both of their heads together like volleyballs to see if there was anything inside of them besides anger and animosity.
Jessica wanted to slap both of them sillier than they already were acting.
Hope had given up all hope of finishing this practice session. She sat, contemplating her mom's dinner plans for tonight, and she smiled: Mom was making tofu empanadas!
Crystal had had a joke running through her mind, and she whispered it to Hope, who giggled and leaned over and whispered it to Jessica.
"So, Bonnie, if I understand you correctly, you were the one at fault, because you wanted to get the snow globe, correct?" Kim smiled sweetly.
"Yeah, I wanted it and – no, Kim, it's not my fault!" Bonnie replied indignantly, angry because Kim had used her own argument to blame her for their capture by Dementor.
The remaining cheerleaders were, by the time the joke had gone around, all giggling and pointing at Kim and Bonnie. The two bickering cheerleaders stopped when they heard the giggling, and both turned to see fingers pointed at them.
"What is it?" Bonnie glared at the cheerleaders.
"We were just commenting on the two of you, Bonnie," Crystal calmly stated, then burst into a loud laugh.
"Yea, Bonnie: Kim just led you down that logic path like you were a little lamb on a leash being led to the slaughter," Hope giggled, then grabbed her sides and laughed hard.
"Yea, Kim: we were going to change your name to Mary," Jessica added, and Kim growled.
"Right," Liz jumped in. "'everywhere that 'Mary' went,'" she began, and Marcella finished it:
"'Her 'Bonnie' lamb was sure to go.'" And the girls all laughed at Bonnie and Kim.
Bonnie stood there, in shock, and suddenly she realized:
Kim was laughing with them!
"Come, my little Baaaa-nie," Kim called, and Bonnie-
Bonnie crashed through the gym doors, almost knocking Ron Stoppable and Assistant Principal Steve Barkin to the ground as she slammed the doors open, sobbing, but not before throwing her pom-poms to the ground and yelling at the top of her lungs:
"I!"
"QUIT!"
She ran from the gym, sobbing, and into the parking lot.
She could only think of one thing:
'I'm nobody's little lamb!'
She didn't see the car –
SQUEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SLAM! THUMP!
Cameron James was mad: he had just received a car for his 16th birthday, and now he'd been hit by someone. The lanky teen stopped his car, got out, and walked to the rear...where he almost threw up at what he saw.
"Wha- oh, My, GOD!!!!"
He yanked out his cell phone and dialed 911, sobbing into his Blueberry:
"I THINK I KILLED BONNIE ROCKWALLER!"
Bonnie lay there, thinking…
'What happened?'
'Why am I lying here?'
'What can I do to get back at Kim?'
...as the ambulance arrived. The paramedics pushed the sobbing Cameron aside and away from Bonnie, and parted the sea of cheerleaders and other students to reach their patient.
"Wade, any signs?" Kim sobbed into her Kimmunicator.
"She's alive, Kim, but barely: broken leg and wrist, bruised sternum, and bruises on her," Wade blushed, not an easy fete for the young African-American man, " err, her chest, both of them," he stammered, and Kim smiled through her tears.
"Kim? The injuries that I can see don't make sense with her vitals. She may have a bruised brain, but I can't tell from here. I'll tie into the hospital systems when they get her there and let you know what I can find," and Kim cut the connection before he could finish, her tears falling onto Bonnie as she leaned over her.
"We've got her, Miss," the paramedics lifted her with the backboard, and Bonnie was gently and lovingly placed on the gurney.
"Bonnie," Kim cried as the ambulance door was slammed shut and the sirens sounded, "I'M SORRY!" she screamed as she fell to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Ron knelt down and put his arms around her, but she pushed him away.
'I'll show you, Kim: I'm nobody's lamb, especially not yours.' Bonnie thought as she headed to the hospital and, inexplicably, she flat-lined.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
The paramedic immediately started compressions and mouth-to-mouth. Bonnie's heart re-started within 30 seconds, and, with a heaving of her chest, her breathing returned: rapid and shallow at first, then regular.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
"We got her back!
"Pulse is 40, but steady!
"She's on 100 per cent O2, by mask.
"We'll be there in seven minutes!
"Patient is approximately 17 years of age, five foot three, approximately 115 pounds," and Bonnie was indignant:
'I am not 115 pounds! I'm 107: I weighed this morning!'
"MHS cheerleader; someone told us her name was Bonnie Rockwaller, and-
"Base?
"Come in, Base.
"Base, come in, please."
"Unit Seven, this is Base: the dispatcher just passed out: your patient is her daughter."
"Unit Seven, now four minutes out. We're clear."
"Stay with me, Bonnie, stay with me," the paramedic said. "You're gonna be fine, young lady, you're gonna be fine,"
'Oooh, he's cute: I wonder if he'd like to go on a date. What's the name on that tag…Jason Jones, huh? That name sounds familiar for some reason. No matter: I'll have to remember him for later: he's cute,' she mentally licked her lips in anticipation, wishing that he hadn't had to use that mouth guard.
"Unit Seven to Base: One minute out."
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(Director) cue the ticking clock...
(Director) cue the music…and...
ACTION!
(The camera zooms in on the back of the chair in the room filled with computers and monitors, and the chair swivels to face the camera.
"Good evening: I'm Dr. Wade Agamemnon Load.
"Submitted for your consideration:
"Teen hero Kim Possible: 'she can do anything,' is what her website says.
"But, does 'she can do anything' include believing that she's losing her mind when her cheerleading rival, Bonnie Rockwaller, appears everywhere that Kim goes, the day after Bonnie is admitted to the hospital:
"Kim's home for breakfast;
"the MHS school lunchroom;
"the Club Banana dressing room;
"the ladies' restroom at the secret lair of Dr. Dementor;
"on Kim's Bueno Nacho dinner with her friend and partner in world-saving, Ronald Dean Stoppable;
"in Kim's bedroom; and
"even in Kim's bed?
"Why was it that 'Everywhere that Kimmie went, Bonnie was sure to follow?'"
"On tonight's episode of KP-TZ: The Middleton Files:
"My Bonnie Lamb."
(Director) CUT! That's a wrap! Thank you, Dr. Load.
(Dr. Load) No big. Hey, can I get another Super-Slurpster? This one's almost empty (he shakes the cup, and only ice can be heard rattling). Strawberry, this time, all right?
(Director) Another Super-Slurpster for Dr, Load! Strawberry, this time! (The director mumbles to himself as he turns and walks away): I'd rather work with show folk.
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