DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KP, YADDA YADDA...
To Save The World With A Secret
PART 1:
'Ahh, finally back.' Kim Possible thought as she opened the front door of her house and stepped inside. 'Maybe now I can enjoy a nice hot shower and get some breakfast!' The nineteen-year-old girl entered the living room and breathed in the familiar air of her Middleton home.
Kim had just spent her Friday night fighting crime, both dueling with Shego and fending off hordes of synthodrones. She might have been finished sooner and gotten home earlier, but Ron had been unable to accompany her on the mission. He was currently in Japan training with Master Sensei at the Yamanouchi school and wouldn't be returning until the next morning. Kim would be the one to pick him up from the airport and take him home.
The house was quiet, so Kim went up to her room and prepared for her shower, putting away her knapsack and retrieving her robe and a towel from her closet. As she searched for something to wear afterward, she spied her custom-made supersuit hanging behind her Club Banana winter coat. At the sight, a wave of memories attacked her mind.
Ron burst through the gym doors at the dance and screamed that the Diablos were alive. Eric was so disbelieving, so skeptical, that when Kim picked up her Kimmunicator to contact Wade, Ron had to tell Eric to back off.
They'd gone back to her house to reveal the truth to Dr. Possible, and shortly afterward, the Diablos indeed came to life. Growing and mutating into enormous, plasma-shooting robots, the Diablos came after Kim with a vengance, ruining her dress in the process. While Kim and Ron distracted the robots, her parents (and, of course, the tweebs) were cooking up their own little surprise. In fact, just as Kim catapulted herself behind one of the bushes in the front yard, the garage door opened and her family presented her and Ron with helmets and Ron's scooter, which was now rocket-powered (courtesy of Dr. Possible, the family rocket scientist).
Mounting the scooter and hitting the gas, the two teens sped out of the front yard, Ron at the handlbars, and the Diablos close behind. Ron, of course, knew where the robot-activating command signal was coming from, and headed straight for the source, which was, ironically, Bueno Nacho. There the teens eliminated the signal that caused the Diablos to come to life.
Shortly afterward, Kim got a call on the Kimmunicator. . . .
Shaking the memories away, Kim chose a pair of her favorite denim blue capris and a white, short-sleeved top that matched her eyes, then set the items on her bed so they would be ready for her when she returned. Stripping out of her dirty, sweaty mission clothes, Kim tossed them into the laundry hamper by her door and slipped into her robe, then strode out of her room and headed for the bathroom.
Once inside with the door safely closed, Kim removed her robe and turned on the water. While she waited for the shower to heat up, she turned and examined herself in the mirror. Her long red hair was tangled from her extended evening in Drakken's lair, and her deep green eyes looked tired and dull. Her normally bright face had dimmed a little from her exertions, too. She looked completely exhausted. Kim enjoyed the crime-fighting, sure, but when she had to spend an entire night in a villian's lair, the experience became more of pain than a pleasure.
The mirror began to fog, obstructing Kim's view of herself, so she pulled the curtain aside and stepped into the soothing spray of steaming water. As the warmth flowed over Kim's body, she couldn't help but submit to a new wave of assailing memories from that night. . . .
Drakken's message left Kim feeling both hurt and angry. Getting involved in her personal life was low, even for her arch nemesis. So, Kim did the only thing she knew how to do; she went for Eric, taking the experimental supersuit out for its first road test. Of course, she couldn't get far into the Bueno Nacho compound without being plagued by Shego. She and Kim were soon locked in a stalemate.
"You know, Eric's kinda cute." Shego sneered. "Once you're out of the picture, maybe I'll date him!"
With that remark, Shego had crossed the line. It was the straw that broke the camel's back. Kim went ballistic, throwing punches in a flurry of fists. One blow finally connected, sending Shego flying into a wall and leaving her stunned. Kim was standing there, glaring with contempt at the woman, when she heard the voice of the one she'd come to save.
"Wow." Eric said. "I didn't know you cared that much."
"Eric!" Kim yelled, running to hug him. As he enfolded her in his arms, she whispered, "Eric."
"Kim." Erik crooned. "Actually, I'm known around here as synthodrone number 901."
That, along with the massive electric current that sent pain crackling through her entire body, had turned Kim's whole world upside down.
She woke in a Bueno Nacho store room, Ron fussing over how worried he'd been and telling her that he'd thought she was 'down for the count'. At that moment, Kim realized that Drakken possessed the ability to exploit every aspect of her teen life to make sure that she wouldn't be able to stop him. She was crushed. Never again would she be able to fight him and win, because he would be right there with one of her weaknesses, ready to use it against her.
Ron, of course, told her that the pity party wasn't going to work and that she needed to get her head in the game. After Ron's awkward but vague confession of his love, Rufus promptly popped out of his pocket and proceeded to burn the teens' bonds with Kim's laser lipstick. Re-inspired, Kim grabbed the disruptor that Wade had created and made her way to the main control room. There, Drakken was chortling and boasting about how wonderful it was to be in control and how great it felt to have Kim Possible under his thumb. That's when Kim walked in.
"Sure it's hard." She said. "The boys, the dating. . . . but this, is easy." With that, she delivered a solid fist to Drakken's face and watched him hit the main desk head-on. Then, with Shego on her heels, Kim headed for the roof to destroy the control tower and the robots it empowered.
After a quick fistfight with Shego, Kim finally got her chance, and fired the disruptor at the tower. As Drakken panicked, the small device powered its way toward the giant antenna, only to be caught at the last second by synthodrone #901.
And yet, Rufus came through again. Bearing a grudge against the synthodrone for saying that a naked mole rat is 'not cool but gross,' the hairless little rodent emerged from Eric's pant leg and bit a hole in his leg. Eric collapsed, dropping the disruptor on the tower and causing it to overload. Kim turned to leave, but catching Shego trying to escape, she asked, "You know what I really hate?"
"That. . . your date melted?" Shego asked, adopting a fighting stance.
"No. You." Replied Kim, kicking Shego and lauching her into the collapsing remnants of the control tower.
After supervising the arrest of both Drakken and Shego, Kim led Ron back to Middleton High and into the gym. Although Bonnie found it amusing that Kim and Ron were together, everyone else was ecstatic that they were finally dating. The music resumed, and the two crime-fighting teens took their place on the dance floor, Kim in her ruined dress and Ron wearing the blue suit that his father once used. Amid their embarrassment and their on looking classmates, the two of them kissed. . . .
Kim snapped back to the present, aware that she was blushing. She reached for the shampoo and squeezed some onto her palm, lathering up her hair and working the suds through the bright strands. Satisfied that she'd cleaned her scalp thoroughly, she rinsed the shampoo out and replaced it with conditioner. While she waited for it to do its job, she soaped up and rid herself of the night's sweat and grime, then rinsed the conditioner from her hair. She turned off the water.
Kim wrapped her hair in a towel, donned her robe, and left the bathroom, starting toward her room to change. She paused in the hallway, hearing the sounds of a waking family in the kitchen, and longed for a plate of hot pancakes. First, though, she would have to get dressed. So, she climbed the stairs to her room and adopted the clothes she had selected earlier, then proceeded back downstairs from her room to the kitchen for her long-awaited breakfast.
"Morning, Kimmie-cub." Her dad said from behind his morning newspaper. "You were gone all night. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Dad. Ron couldn't come along this time; he had to go back to Japan to sort out some exchange student issues, so the mission took a lot longer than it should have."
"That's odd." Her father remarked. "It's summer break. Why would he go back to Japan?"
"There was an end-of-the-year test he forgot to take before he left."
Of course Kim knew the real truth, but no one else did. Even she wasn't supposed to know why Ron was really in Japan, but she did, and now she had to help him keep it a secret from everyone in Middleton.
The twins bounded into the room, hyperactive as always. "Morning, Kim!" They greeted her in unison, like they shared one brain, and sat down at the table for breakfast. Kim just smiled back at them, happy that they weren't blowing something up already.
"How does pancakes sound, boys?" Mrs. Possible said from her position next to the stove. "Kim?"
"Sounds great!" Kim and the twins said at the same time. They exchanged glances, surprised. Their parents just chuckled.
After breakfast, Kim went to her room, retrieved her knapsack from the floor next to her bed, and sat down, digging through its contents. She quickly found what she was looking for, a small, round microchip that was tucked into a foam square inside a tiny clear plastic case. This was what Drakken had stolen for his new Doomsday device, but Kim managed to steal it back before he could get it attached to the motherboard on his mini-satellite.
The microchip was the latest marvel in GPS technology. With it, Drakken's satellite would have been able to fire lasers anywhere on the earth, with aim that was accurate down to a millimeter. Global Justice officers, along with Dr. Director, arrived to take Drakken and Shego into custody, but the villians had escaped before the GJ officers could arrest them. Dr. Director knew that Drakken and Shego would steal the microchip again once it was returned to its owner, so she requested that Kim hide it for safekeeping until the criminals could be captured. Kim had brought the small device home with her and was now thinking of somewhere to put it where it would be safe. An idea came almost instantly.
She told her parents where she was going and got into her car, arriving back home less than half an hour later.
The rest of the day went by uneventfully; the family spent their time together for the first time in ages, playing board games and card games, and went to bed that night feeling sleepy but happy.