I was rummaging through all my old files, and, since it's almost Christmas, figured I'd share this one. I wrote it a while back in answer to a challenge: re-write "'Twas The Night Before Christmas" into a situation where Drakken steals Christmas. I hope you enjoy it, and Merry Christmas!
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the lair
Not a goon wasn't busy, all doing their share;
Drakken stood at lair's entrance, couldn't keep his joy down--
He was gonna steal Christmas from Middleton town;
The children of Middleton were snug in their beds,
While visions of the hottest new toy danced in their heads;
And Kim in her mission clothes, and Ron in his, too,
Had spent Christmas Eve, with nothing to do.
Their friend Wade had warned them that this might take place,
But now it was midnight, and tiredness was on each one's face.
But then, around 1 am, there was a crash,
So they tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moonlight shone bright on the new-fallen snow
Making it look like mid-day when looking below,
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a pretty big hover-jet, and two villains, quite near;
With a happy blue driver, and an elf wearing a scowl,
They knew it was Drakken and Shego, and her mood was quite foul.
Quicker than a racecar his hover-jet came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the elf by her name;
"Now, Shego you had to be the elf, I told you – you knew;
You're the only one the costume fit."---"But I'm taller than you!"
"Never mind that, Shego, now help me land this piece of crud!"
So Shego helped, and they landed on the roof with a thud.
And then, in a second, they heard from their foe
His prancing of a happy dance in the snow.
"This plan is going to be a success, and how!
What would those fourth graders think of me now!"
He tried out the chimney, and landed with a bound,
Shego the elf followed and made not a sound;
A bundle of bags he had in his hand,
And he took Jim and Tim's ant farms--and the ants and the sand.
Kim and Ron were there, but he didn't see
Instead, he filled another bag with their Christmas tree!
His odd little mouth was curled in Grinchy-style smile,
'Cuz he had been planning this plan for a while;
The real Santa was gone, tied up in his lair,
And soon Christmas would be his. The world had not a prayer;
He'd hold Christmas hostage, 'til the world was his own,
He'd have a wonderful palace, and an impressive gold throne.
Meanwhile, Kim and Ron had snuck up on their foe,
And knocked his feet from underneath him with one well-placed blow;
A large fight soon followed, between the good and the bad,
Drakken's plans never worked; this had him quite mad.
That infernal Kim Possible was always in the way,
So he pulled out a gun and planned to blow her away;
But the Middleton police had announced their arrival,
With intent to arrest Kim's long-long-time rival;
Drakken attempted to run, and so took off with a jerk,
But the police quickly arrested those odd pieces of work.
And we heard Ron exclaim, as the police cruiser drove through the snow,
"I told you so! I told you so! I told you so! I told you so!..."