Hello, everyone, and welcome to my first Kim Possible's story; and say hello to my assistant, sidekick extraordinaire… Ron Stoppable! (Booyah! Thanks for the badical introduction, dude.) What can I say? After working with so many assistants, is good to have a professional on that job. (Thanks, and don't worry, you'll not regret that choice.) I know, Ronster; can you say the disclaimer, please?

(Of course, A-Man; here it comes. DISCLAIMER; Ramiro here doesn't own any character portrayed on the coming story; KP, yours truly, and all related characters are property of Disney, and the ones from other series, doing a crossover here, belong to Nickelodeon… and all of us belong to our audience! We live thanks to all of you guys and girls out there!)

Thanks, Ron. As he already said, we'll have some guest stars from Nickelodeon in this story. A good part of the fic will revolve around them and Team Go, but, of course, Team Possible will appear as well. (Oh, yeah! The Ron-Man is on the house!) You said it, Ron; and now, you know what else to say.

(That's right… Booyah!) The other phrase, Ron, remember? (Ups, sorry! Okay… on with the show!)

The Missing Colors.

A Kim Possible's fan-fiction from Acosta Pérez José Ramiro

- A Colorful Impact.

Ten years ago.

- Go City.

"Harry, what's your stupid doll doing in my stuff's box?" A thin 14 years old boy, with dark hair and pale skin, groaned at his older brother while holding a toy on his hand.

"That's not a doll, Mike; is an action figure, and not any action figure… is a limited edition Fearless Ferret!" The 15 years old teen, brown-haired, slightly chubby and just a little taller than his brother, snatched the toy; as he said, it was modeled after a one-time-famous superhero that looked a lot like Batman minus the cape and its cowl resembling a weasel-like head.

"Is a doll, Harry; why can't you accept that I'm right when you're obviously wrong? Just because you're the oldest doesn't mean I'm not important! In fact, I'm far smarter than you!"

"Can you two bozos stop that? How many times I've told you to not argue in front of the twins?"

The two boys stopped quarreling and turned at their 13 years old sister, a raven-haired teen, just a little shorter than Mike, with two little four years old boys chuckling behind her.

"Oh, come on, Ashley, we're just having a little difference of opinions here." Harry replied with a friendly smile.

"Not me; I was arguing." Mike frowned. "And why I always have to obey you, Ashley? I don't like Harry bossing me, but at least can understand it, but you're my baby sister."

"And I'm the one with a black belt in karate who can take down the two of you in a few seconds." Ashley soft glared at Mike, who immediately gulped and changed his frown to a nervous grin.

"Ashley scared you! Ashley scared you!" The twins chanted at their brother, who slapped his forehead in annoyance.

"Willy, Wendell, just shut up, can you?" Mike sighed before turning at his sister and oldest brother. "And that's other thing I don't like, I mean, having two kids their age at a tree house? I mean, come on, this is supposed to be our little sanctuary…"

"Yes; our Fortress of Solitude; our Bat Cave; our Hall of Justice; our Baxter Building; our Darkwing Tower…"

"Harry, cut it, can you?" Ashley cut one of Harry's patented semi-heroic ramblings.

"Thanks, sis; now, as I was saying… this is our sanctuary to have some peace and quiet, and spend some quality time, more or less, and playing baby-sitter isn't exactly fitting with that idea." Mike folded his arms and got a serious look, earning a raspberry from both twins.

"I know what you mean, Mike, but this tree house belongs to all of us, including the twins. Besides, if not bringing them here, then one of us," Harry pointed at himself, and then at Ashley and Mike, "would need to stay at home taking care of them."

Mike groaned yet said nothing; his brother had a very good point. Certainly, the tree house wasn't far from home; it was at the backyard, and the tree it was built on wasn't that tall either (luckily it had a very thick and strong log), but despite the frequent arguments, the siblings didn't really feel okay if one of them was missing from the picture, especially since their parents' demise almost two years ago in a car accident. The siblings were now living with an uncle, or, more precisely, he was living with them; the guy moved from his apartment to their house after his brother's death, and, being their closest relative, got their custody. The man wasn't exactly a family guy, and spent most of the time either working or hanging around with his friends, so the siblings barely saw him, and many times he arrived home in a bad mood, so they preferred to spend time, take care of the twins, and do their homework at the tree house.

Unknown to the family, several hundred miles up in the sky, a multicolored small sized comet entered the atmosphere. The friction did its normal job at de-accelerating and heating the rock, cracking into smaller pieces that turned into dust when separating from the main stone, but this time, the comet broke into two very large pieces that didn't totally disintegrate, and air currents, entrance angle, and gravity made them to get different trajectories, getting apart from each other when still at a good height.

Ashley gave William and Wendell a cookie each, and then yawned when checking her homework a last time.

"Okay, guys, is getting late. Better return home and have dinner before uncle dearest arrive."

"Good idea; I can make a few hero sandwiches." Harry smiled as picking up his books.

"But this time remember I don't like that much mustard. Last time you gave me indigestion."

"Mike, can you please stop whining for just one freaking minute?"

"Is that time of the month again," Mike rolled his eyes at her sister's comment before getting the very familiar feeling of Ashley's hand grabbing him by the collar, and hearing the also familiar Harry's effort to stop the girl before delivering her tough form of justice.

"Ashley, cool down! He already has his permanent teeth; this time he'll not grow new ones!"

"We have a good dentist!"

Willy and Wendell laughed at the scene, but the last one, who was the closest to the tree house's window, got distracted by a sudden glow coming from the outside. The little kid poked his twin to get his attention, and then they both walked to the window for a better look, smiling widely at the glowing rock approaching.

"Shiny!" The twins chorused, getting their siblings' attention, who immediately noticed the bright light, and reacted the opposite way.

"Kids, get away from the window!" Harry dashed to get his brothers while Ashley released the stunned Mike to help her oldest sibling.

They couldn't leave the house on time.

KRAKABOOOM!

A day later.

- Everwood City, somewhere in California.

For any adult watching them, the two kids running at the park and hiding behind the slide were just playing, and the noises they made were nothing more than that, insignificant childish sounds, but, for them and any other baby or kid on a close age, they had as much meaning as a grown up's talk, and they weren't exactly playing.

"You think we lost them, Tommy?" The taller kid, a two and a half years old boy with red messy hair, buck teeth, and purple glasses asked his companion, a bald one five months year old baby with a blue shirt and diapers.

"Don't know, Chuckie… but we better go find our mommies so they can protect us." Tommy Pickles said as looking around. He and his friend liked (mostly Tommy, actually) to go on adventures of their own whenever their parents weren't looking, some times just the two of them, and many others with the company of a close group of friends, and they usually enjoyed it, even if Chuckie usually got nervous or scared; however, this time they knew the adventure wasn't going nicely. They just wanted to play at some big kids' games, but the boy using them wasn't the sharing type, and when noticing the babies had candies, tried to steal them, starting a wild chase all over the park's playground.

"He's going to find us, Tommy, I know!" Chuckie gulped; despite being the oldest of the duo, he was also the one who always got scared the first. Of course, having him around was good when needing someone to look for everyone's safety, but oddly enough, on dangerous situations, it was usually Tommy the one protecting him.

"What are you dumb babies doing?"

Tommy and Chuckie turned to see a familiar three years old blond girl with pigtails and wearing a purple dress; it was Angelica, Tommy's cousin and terror of every baby around her. The girl practically lived to take advantage, fool, scare, prank, and boss around her cousin and his friends, especially Chuckie; of course, at times like this, the kids looked at her as the lesser evil.

"A big kid is chasing us, Angelica. He wants our candy." Tommy explained.

"So, you have candy, uh?" Angelica rubbed her chin and got a mischievous smile. "Well, of course I'll protect you from that kid, dear cousin, but you know, I'll need something to recover energy after doing it."

"You want our candy, right?" Chuckie sighed in resignation.

"Smart kid, aren't you, Finster?" Angelica, as usual, called Chuckie by his surname, "See it this way; better give the candy to me, pretty and sweet Angie, and not being hurt, than losing the candy to a boy you don't even know and him doing something very nasty to you two."

"Okay." Tommy and Chuckie nodded. Angelica motioned them to hide at some nearby bushes, and then called the kid looking for them, Chuckie and Tommy hearing everything from their hiding place.

"Hey, are you looking for a short bald dumb baby and a silly looking red haired one?"

"Yes; had you seen them?" The tall, tanned-skin five years old kid turned at Angelica with his best angry look.

"Yes, and I know where they are." Angelica's comment made her cousin and the geeky baby to gasp in fear. "But you have to give me something so I can tell you."

"Angelica is going to let that meanie hurt us!" Tommy exclaimed.

"I don't think so, Tommy." Chuckie told his friend, even if he wasn't that sure himself.

"Fine; here, I have a chocolate." The kid handled Angelica a little chocolate he took out from his pocket. "Now, where are them?"

"I saw them running to the pond." Angelica pointed at the contrary direction the babies were hiding. The elder kid nodded, and ran to the pond, as Tommy and Chuckie sighed in relief.

"I really thought she was doing it." Tommy said.

"You know how Angelica thinks; when she says one thing, is almost sure she's doing another." Chuckie replied matter-of-factly. He then turned to see the game several feet behind them, the monkey bars, noticing it was badly dented. "Do you know what happened to that game?"

"Don't know. Mommy said maybe some… uh… band-Al broke it yesterday."

"And that Al and his band are some kind of monster?" Chuckie paled, now forgetting about the bully kid entirely.

"I hope not; maybe they're just some kids who didn't like the bars." Tommy shrugged, and then his little foot hit a rock in front of him. "Whoa! Look at this stoney!"

"It has many colors… like those rocks our mommies wear on their ears!" Chuckie said as noticing the rock as well; it was about the size of an orange but slightly flat, colored in yellow, orange, and indigo tones.

"Now, babies, time for my candy!" Angelica joined the kids, noticing the rock immediately. "Hey, what's that?"

"It's a stoney Tommy just found." Chuckie told her. The girl leaned to see it better, and got a greedy expression.

"Well, forget about the candy, babies! Now, I want this!" Angelica tried to pick up the rock, but it was surprisingly heavy. "Whoa! This thing is stuck on the ground or what?"

Angelica made another attempt to pick up the stone, but was still useless.

"Don't just stand there watching like dumb babies! Help me!" The blonde snapped at the carrot top and the bald boy, who simply shrugged and obeyed. Now, the three kids were trying to lift the rock.

"Is too heavy…"

"I don't think… this is… such a good idea!"

"Stop whining, you two! I think it's moving!"

As Angelica said, they were slowly but surely moving the rock, but none noticed it was now glowing, and a moment later it flashed, surprising the kids and making them to fall on their butts. The children got blinded by the flash, but recovered their sight just in time to see the rock turning into dust.

"Great! You fools broke it!" Angelica snapped at the babies.

"I think it was already broken, Angelica." Tommy pointed.

"Maybe that was a good thing; I mean, maybe it was Al's, and he and his band might return to look for it."

"Whatever. Well, since I lost my shiny stone, give me the candy, you two." Angelica demanded. The babies nodded and took out the candy, Chuckie from his pants' pocket and Tommy from his diaper, and handled them to the girl.

"Mmm… yummy," Angelica smiled as placing the candies inside her dress' pockets, and then grabbed both kids passing an arm around each other's shoulders. "Okay, dumb babies, time to return with your mommies."

"You'll always call us dumb babies, Angelica?"

"Of course not, Finster; when you get growed-up, I'll just call you dumb."

The trio left the place, not noticing the dust's faint and slowly disappearing glow.