"Eric? Eric!"
"Ugh," he moaned and looked over at his clock. "What mom?"
"It's eight o'clock," a voice called from the top of the stairs as unwanted light shined in his eyes.
"Shoot," he mumbled under his breath. "Mom, I don't work on Thursdays!" he called out.
"Oh, sorry honey, I wasn't thinking." The door to the basement shut, and his room was back to its usual dim-lit ambiance. He rolled over and tried to imagine something soothing. That didn't help at all, since thinking about falling back asleep was as productive as trying to force oneself to asleep by staring at a dark ceiling and screaming GO TO SLEEP in one's head.
Might as well finish chapter three, he thought. He got up, scratching at various itchy bits, and made his way to the computer. No pants for this man, he joked to himself. With a kerplunk, he flopped into his chair and leaned back. The Kim Possible screen saver he'd made was still running, a collection of HD screen caps from the fourth season.
He jiggled the mouse, and brought up DrakkensLament03.sxw; he began to reread it to get him back into the plot.
"You have foiled me for the blah, blah, blah!" Drakken cried.
Kim Possible flipped over Shego's energy blasts and landed en pointe directly in front of him.
"So, are you saying this time you're getting foiled again?" she said coquettishly, flipping the Pan Dimensional Vortex Inducer out of his hands.
"What!? No! Give me that!" he shouted, yanking it back. Kim, surprised by his forcefulness, stared at her empty hands for a second before grabbing it back from him. He, in turn, grabbed it again. She yanked it back, then gently tossed it back into his grip with a smirk. Drakken immediately shoved it back into her hands.
"That... was pathetic," Shego said, lowering her hands from a striking position. "I-I can't even bring myself to help you this time."
"Wouldn't matter if you did," Kim said with a mule kick to Shego's midsection, and without even a glance behind her.
"Booya, way to go KP!" Ron cried. He headed towards Shego's limp body to handcuff the curvaceous but lethal sidekick.-
- when all of a sudden she leapt to her feet and knocked him across the room.
"Ron!" Kim cried.
"Mine!" Drakken shouted as he grabbed the suddenly oddly glowing PDVI back from her.
"Dr. D!" "KP!" Shego and Ron cried as the PDVI erupted into a cascade of glowing plasma that enveloped him and Kim Possible. As quickly as it had appeared, it abruptly dissipated leaving them alone in the underground lab.
"What...?" He peered at the screen, and leaned closer. "I didn't write that last part. What the hell is all this about the-?"
In an instant, his room was filled with fluorescent blue light, growing in intensity until he could see the glow from behind his closed eyelids. Then it was gone. He opened his eyes.
A body lay on his unmade mattress on the floor. It had bright red hair. It was also wearing a black shirt and tan cargo pants. It was most assuredly female. And it was a cartoon.