Hey, thanks for choosing to read my story. I really appreciate it.

This was originally posted on Archive of Our Own as "Open Your Eyes," a crossover between four different shows. The other three shows are Uncle Grandpa, Gravity Falls, and Detentionaire. Because of the way this site treats crossovers (no more than two shows can cross over) and because I didn't want to post it under Cartoon X-overs, I decided to do something different.

In the original Archive version, the characters from each show don't meet each other until near the end, when they all come together. Instead, the viewpoint switches between show from chapter to chapter. Because of this, I decided to post "Open Your Eyes" as five different fics: four detailing the path of each, and one ending that tied it all together. The ending fic will be called "Open Your Eyes" and placed under Cartoon X-Overs. If you want to read the other stories, they're posted as "Open Your Eyes: Uncle Grandpa", "Open Your Eyes: Gravity Falls" and "Open Your Eyes: Detentionaire".

This idea was originally proposed by Dm4487 on Archive of Our Own in the comments for my other work "Total Drama: Cartoon Multiverse." I wrote this as a gift for him.

Now that I'm done with the introductory notes, the story can begin!

Possible Residence
Middleton, Colorado
First Thanksgiving after High School Graduation

It had been an eventful three months for Kim Possible. Moving to a foreign country, starting college, and carrying on a sometimes long-distance relationship (only sometimes long-distance because they still got together to fight villains about twice a week) were all more difficult to juggle than she'd anticipated. The fact that college coursework was harder than she expected also wasn't something Kim saw coming, and so she was pulling a 3.82 rather than her usual 4.0 through her first semester (although she was hoping to nudge it up to a full 4.0 with good marks on her finals). All of this made it a relief for Kim that she was able to come home for a few days to celebrate Thanksgiving with her family.

It had been an uneventful three months for Ron Stoppable. Staying at home while attending community college wasn't exactly the most glamorous thing to do after graduating high school, and although he'd been getting better grades than his usual Cs (and occasional B) in community college that was only because he had nothing better to do most of the time with Kim in a foreign country. Even Bueno Nacho lost much of its charm without her around, so Ron had nothing better to do than spend his time studying. While he enjoyed fighting crime with Kim, it made him sad that this was pretty much the only time they saw each other in person. So when he heard from Kim that she'd be coming home for Thanksgiving, he was instantly cheered up. The Possibles inviting him over for dinner only increased his anticipation since they frequently made great food–assuming, of course, that none of the Possibles sent dinner into outer space ("That was one time!" Mr. Possible had defended himself, but Jim and Tim were always candidates for mischief) or discussed surgery tales over the dinner table (that incident had put Ron off his cranberry sauce for a good five minutes).

Thankfully, none of that had happened. Kim had come back to Middleton, they'd hung out, had a delicious dinner with her family, and had then headed up to her room to talk privately.

"I can't believe you ate ten pounds of food," Kim said to her boyfriend.

"What can I say, KP?" Ron said. "I think I've grown out of my overeating phase."

"Not quite what I was going for, but okay," she said. "So, what's up with Middleton Community College?"

"So boring," Ron said, lying down on the end of her bed. "What's going on in Venice?"

"Oh, you know–" Kim started to say. She was interrupted by a familiar beeping.

Ron and Kim shared a look. Kim pressed a button on her communicator.

"What's the sitch, Wade?" she asked.

Her mouth dropped open. Instead of Wade, a withered old man was on the Kimmunicator screen.

"Ms. Kim Possible, I presume?" the old man asked.

"The same," Kim said. "And you are?"

The old man chuckled and said "My name is of no real importance."

"What did you do with Wade!" Ron demanded.

"Ron!" his girlfriend reprimanded him.

"Oh no, your suitor is quite astute," the old man said. "But young Wade is safe with me. And if you want to get him back, you two will need to find the clues. Interested?"

"Us three," Ron said.

"What?" the old man asked, shocked.

"Me, Kim and Rufus," Ron said.

"Hmm. Very well," the man said. "I should warn you, though, there are three other teams competing with you to find their disappeared friends. Ah, but I'm sure that's no problem at all, correct?"

"Big problem huge problem!" Ron yelped.

"Ron's right," Kim said. "How do we know you're on the level?"

"You don't," the man said. "Ah, but that's all the fun of the hunt, is it not?"

"No," Kim said. "Just give us Wade back, or we'll have to show you what we can do."

"It says here you have to go to Albuquerque," the old man said, ignoring her. "Ooh, what a wonderful town! I loved it when I was there. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Have fun!"

"Wait!" Ron interrupted. "What are we supposed to do?"

The old man looked directly at the camera. His face grew deathly serious.

"Yin and yang must lead the way to shadows far below. Green and red will light the way; the others must follow."

The screen of the Kimmunicator went black.

"Great," Kim groaned. "Suit up, Ron. We have a mission."