Kim Possible: Attack of the Bebes
(A/N: I'm doing pretty well with getting these stories up so far. Here's hoping my Kim Possible kick doesn't die down for a while, though I'm neglecting a bunch of others series' I've been posting. I feel bad about that. Anyway, enjoy.)
Bebes Return
"Dinner, far me? Wha's the occasion, lass?" Killigan asked DNAmy.
"Well, Duff honey, I never got to thank you for standing up for me," Amy replied.
"Et was no trouble," Duff replied, brushing it off.
"But Monty and Drakken are your bestest friends. You almost got into a fight with my honey bunches for me," Amy said.
"Meh, et was nothin' Ah haven't dealt wi' befar. Tha' fight was peanuts compared t' some we've had," Killigan
"I know, but I'm still really grateful," she said.
"Ah was taught t' treat a lass properly. Monkey Fist lost tha' bit o' decorum and got obnoxious. Ah put him en his place," Killigan said, though honestly his ego was definitely singing at the moment.
"I'm glad you did. Monty's words were hurting," Amy pouted, folding her arms. "What do I have to do?"
"If Ah can speak frankly, lassie, give et up. Ah'm not above sayin' flat out he don't love ye', and he never will," Duff said.
"But why won't my little Monty Monkey pudd'n and pie love me?" Amy asked.
"Lassie, he's en love wi' power," Killigan said. "There esn't any room far a lass en his life. If any woman ever won him over, et would be a miracle."
"Why can't I be that miracle?" Amy asked dejectedly.
"Some things just are no' meant to be," Killigan assured. "Ah'm no' sure wha' else Ah can tell ye'."
"Oh poo. It's no fair," Amy sulked.
KP
All at once a flash darted by the window, startling the duo. "Wha' was tha'?" Killigan asked, quickly rising. Amy followed him.
The two exited the house. "I don't see anything," Amy whispered. Suddenly another flash zoomed by and they gasped. "What on Earth?" Amy asked, cautiously going out onto the sidewalk and looking around.
"Amy!" Duff suddenly called. Amy screamed as three robot women suddenly came to a stop in front of her! She backed away in horror and into Duff. Killigan pushed her behind him and drew his golf clubs. "Ah know those robots."
"Who are they, Duffy?" Amy fearfully asked.
"The Bebes, Drakken's rebel creations," Killigan replied. "He told us all about them."
"They must be after you!" Amy exclaimed in fear. "They're trying to get to Drew!"
"The golfer is not our concern," one of the robots said.
"We are seeking another," a second declared.
"Where is Kim Possible?" the third asked. Duff and Amy exchanged looks. If they were desperate enough to come after Kim's enemies, the two were pretty sure betraying her location wouldn't be in their best interests either. They had to send these things on a wild goose chase and alert Kim and Drakken!
"Uh, she's in Japan," Amy lamely lied. Instantly the Bebes raced off.
"Come on, lassie. We do no' have much time," Killigan urgently said, taking Amy's arm and pulling her along.
KP
Amelia's eyes flickered tiredly open and she breathed deeply in. She blinked and found herself looking at a ninja. "Hirotaka?" she asked.
The ninja sighed and removed his hood. Her guess was correct. "How are you feeling?" he questioned.
"Fine, I guess. Just… just sore, and humiliated. Gods, how can anyone make so many mistakes in one lifetime?" she asked.
"Mistakes are a part of life," Hirotaka assured, smiling softly. "I believe Tara is downstairs cooking for you. Bonnie is watching Hana."
"They've been really great," she said. There was silence a long moment as she closed her eyes again. "Thank you," she murmured after a moment.
"I only regret I was not sooner," Hirotaka said, bowing to her and looking guilty.
"Hey, don't be like that. It wasn't your fault," she said, reaching up and taking his hand.
He looked down at her hand in his a long moment. Finally he closed his own over it, saying, "I know. It still feels as though I could have done more."
"You can't change what happened to me," she said. They heard footsteps approaching.
"I must go," he said. "Before they see me here."
"Yeah, sure," she said, blushing. "Goodbye." He smirked then bent, kissing her hand softly.
"You must take care of yourself," he said. "Farewell, Amelia." Immediately he drew his hood up and crept silently out the window, vanishing into thin air.
KP
Kim and Ron walked down the road. "What a test," Ron groaned in complaint.
"Tell me about it," Kim agreed. "So not the big."
"Are you kidding? It was insane. I had to guess my way through it," Ron said, startled and shocked at her declaration.
"Oh, uh, I mean, ooh. Ron, why didn't you tell me you were struggling?" Kim asked worriedly.
"I thought I had it," Ron replied. "Hey, where's Monique, by the way?"
"I don't know. She said she was running late and caught a ride," Kim replied.
KP
Monique screamed in terror, clinging tightly onto Fukushima as he tore down the streets of Middleton on a motorbike. "I thought you said you were a safe driver!" she yelled.
"I am," he answered.
"Boy, you've lost your mind!" Monique yelled. "I took you up on this offer because I was late! I'd rather be late than dead!" She screamed as Fukushima gunned it and hit a jump. She shrieked again as the bike wavered. For a terrifying moment she thought it would crash! Fukushima quickly got control, though, and continued on.
Monique began laughing, forcing herself to relax and try and enjoy the ride. "Having fun?" he asked.
"Maybe a little," she admitted.
KP
Kim and Ron looked up in surprise on hearing a motorcycle roaring into the parking lot. "Hirotaka and Monique?" Ron asked on seeing the passengers
Kim gasped, exclaiming, "No way. That's Fukushima, with Monique!"
"Fukushima? I thought she hated him," Ron said.
"She does," Kim said, confused. "But she was running late. Maybe she had no choice."
"Fukushima, you the bomb!" Monique exclaimed excitedly, leaping from the motorcycle and taking off the helmet.
"Domo, Monique," he replied, bowing to her then removing his own helmet.
"Monique! You, him, why?" Kim asked as she and Ron approached them.
"I had no choice, but man did I end up enjoying it," Monique enthusiastically replied. "You have got to teach me some of those sick moves," she added, turning to Fukushima.
"What means this sick?" Fukushima asked. "I do not think you mean it as being ill?"
"Oh, right, English is your second language. Sick is a slang term. It means, you know, cool, awesome, really, really amazing," Monique translated.
"I see," Fukushima said. He could understand Hirotaka and Yori's distaste for English slang now.
"Hey, where's Yori and Hirotaka?" Ron asked.
"They too will be arriving by motorbike very shortly," Fukushima replied. Sure enough the brother and sister pulled up to them on Hirotaka's bike, and to their shock it was Yori driving.
The two climbed off, Hirotaka looking slightly pale and saying, "You are improving, Yori. But there is still quite a bit you need to learn. Like not to dart in front of cars crossing at an intersection… and not to drive in the opposite lane in order to pass a semi when there is another semi coming the other way." Yori grinned innocently, guiltily shrugging. The others blinked blankly at the two.
KP
Meanwhile, at Drakken's lair the good Doctor, Shego, and Monkey Fist were listening in shock to DNAmy and Duff's story. "Oh great, just what we needed. Dr. D's robots rampaging around hunting us down!" Shego shot angrily.
"It wasn't my fault they turned!" Drakken protested.
"Uh, yeah, quoting now. 'If we are perfect, why do we follow one who is not perfect?'" Shego said, quoting the Bebes' very words before they'd turned on Drakken, as he'd told them to her.
"Nrrgh, I talked too much, okay?! Happy?" Drakken replied.
"Well that will hardly prevent them from searching us out now, will it?" Monkey Fist asked. "We should put a stop to this nonsense before they clue in to the fact that capturing her enemies would draw Kim Possible and the buffoon out in a heartbeat."
"Aye," Killigan agreed.
"We should warn Kim, don't you think?" Amy asked.
"She has a point. Let Kimmie do her little saving the world shtick. We should just lie low," Shego backed.
"Fine, we'll send a message to her via her little friend Wade Lode," Drakken said, instantly getting on his computer and typing quickly. He sent it through numerous different channels, ensuring it wouldn't be too easy to trace, and sent it off. "Happy? Now can we focus on avoiding the Bebes?"
"Ah'll return t' ma island. They canno' get me there. At least no' easily," Killigan said.
"And I shall return to my castle," Monkey Fist said.
"Good, Shego and I will stay here. It's one of the more secret lairs we have. What of you, Amy?" Drakken asked.
"The lass can stay wi' me. She'll be safer there," Killigan said.
"Ooh, goodie! A slumber party!" Amy excitedly exclaimed.
"Do no' call it tha'," Duff warned. Amy giggled and grinned excitedly.
