I DOOD IT!!! I finally finished this story! It may have taken forever, but it's done! Thanks for the wait!
Special Thanks to Pharaoh Rutin Tutin for being the match that lit the idea.
Prolog:
Kim Possible turned around in her seat. "Ready for the test Ron?"
Ron was folding a paper airplane. He grinned and threw it....one centimeter from his shoe.
"Arggh! I don't get it, KP!" He grabbed a piece of paper from under his elbow. "These instructions I got off the Internet are very specific! How could I not be able to make a paper airplane!"
"Ron!" Kim snapped. "The test? You did study for it, right?"
"We have a test?" Kim groaned. "Well, don't sweat it KP! I'm sure you'll do fine!"
"It's not me I'm worried about." Said Kim. "This test is twenty percent of our final grade for the semester."
Ron's face lost color. "Tw-tw-twenty percent?" He clutched his head and began to scream. "AARRRGGHHHH! WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE TELL ME!"
"Where have you been? We've been reviewing for it all month!"
"Aw man." Ron put his head down on the desk.
"Look on the bright side, Ron." Kim tried to cheer him up. "You still have ten minutes before class begins. Maybe you could do a quick review."
"Actually Miss Possible," Mr. Barkin, who had just walked in the room, said. "That clock is inaccurate."
Ron smiled hopefully. "So I still have time to study?"
Barkin looked at his watch. "That clock is fast by oh, nine minutes."
Ron's smiled crumbled. He grabbed his history book and began to flip rapidly. "Come on! Come on! Great Americans! George Washington, Paul Revere, Henry Ford, Mickey Mouse!"
"Mickey Mouse?"
"Inventions! Cotton gin, light bulb, automobile, peanut butter!"
"Ron…"
"Don't interrupt Kim! Battles! The Battle of Bunker Hill, the Battle of Chickamauga, the Battle of the Bulge…"
"But Ron…"
"Presidents! Theodore Roosevelt, Richard Nixon, John Adams, John Adams…What? Wait. Dude, I think they made a mistake. John Adams is in here twice."
Rufus hopped up on the desk and pointed to the picture in the book. "Uh, uh, uh! Quincy!"
"Oh right, that's John Quincy Adams! My bad. Hey, I wonder if he was related to the first dude!" Ron shrieked. "No time to find out! I gotta…I gotta…"
"Books and notes away people," said Barkin. "Your test begins…now."