Made for the "Silly Cross-over idea" challenge for the KP Slash Haven boards and one bored afternoon lol.

Title: What are we going to do tonight, Drakken?
Author: Wild Card Reaf
Fandoms: Kim Possible & Pinky & the Brain
Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever owned Kim Possible, Disney does, unfortunately and I don't own Pinky & the Brain, Warner Brothers does, I think.
Rating: G
Spoilers: None I can think of
Summary: How did Drakken go from pale skinned Dr to would-be-world-emperor?

"Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"

"I think so Brain, but I don't think we can fit a hundred Naco's in there."

The genetically alter lab mouse sighed and slapped Pinky's forehead, "No Pinky." Brain jimmied the cage lock with his bent paper, "Come with me Pinky and I will show you my ingenious plan." He let down a stepladder made of food pellets to the ground and started climbing down it.

"So where are we going tonight, Mozambique, Incas, oh oh Bueno Nacho? Narf." Pinky squealed as enthusiastic as ever as he slid down the makeshift ladder.

"No Pinky, we are going to the DOOR!"

"Egad Brain, how do you speak in block capitals."

"Practice."

They soon reached the lab door; above it was a cacophony of mismoshed equipment. "Once the sensors around the door activate the displacement modulator and using gravitational amplification to hit the epidermis region and then we strike."

"Egad, brilliant, you astound me, Brain!"

"That's a simple task, Pinky."

"So you're going to hit the next person who comes in here on the head."

"That's the first part of the plan, yes."

"Though one thing puzzles me Brain."

"Only one?"

"How did you get that miniature anvil all the way up there?"

Brain sighed and continued on with his plan, "Do you remember Dr Possible, Pinky?"

"Oh he gave lots of good presents."

"You had a high powered exo-suit and all you did with it was destroy a few buildings."

"If you asked nice he probably made one of you too."

"It had death rays and everything." Brain pouted, "Anyway we shall incapacitate him, implant a sub-dermal controller and then use his body to TAKE OVER THE WORLD."

"Narf, seriously Brain how do you do that?"

"I doubt you could take anything seriously Pinky."

They heard footsteps approaching the lab, the two lab mice ran over to a corner to initiate phase two of the plan. The door slowly swung open and a young doctor yelped in pain a miniature anvil landed on his head. He rubbed his head and looked up at the complicated at the mechanics above the door; he barely heard a shout of "Pinky, Now!" as the hypodermic needle sailed through the air and straight into his posterior. He hit the floor before he could blink twice.

"Egad, we did it Brain, we…is it just me or is Dr Possible shorter and didn't he have brown hair before?" Pinky said standing on the black haired mans bruised forehead.

"It doesn't matter now, Pinky, we need to implant the sub-dermal controller under the right eye." He proclaimed standing under his right eye with the sub-dermal controller in his paws.

"We've got a pet, we've got a pet, narf. Can I give him a name Brain?" Pinky squealed again and jumped up and down.

"Sure Pinky, just don't turn his skin blue like the last time." Brain handled the scalpel expertly as he prepared to make the first incision with a needle and thread nearby to sow up it up after he finished.

"It was a light purple. Narf. How about Drakken, Brain?"

"Don't make me hurt you, Pinky."

End

W. C. Reaf signing off.