Disclaimer:
I do not own the brand "Kim Possible". It is full property of Disney and originally created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle. And similiarities to existing or ficitional people or events are completely coincidental if not mentioned.
Author's Note:
Hey everybody! This is my second story. It is canonical to The Agent's Legend which will eventually tie in through several events. It is a story that will not feature any episodes like The Agent's Legend does. This is a sidestory primarily about Hana and Kim & Ron's child and is set about 15 years after the final episode of The Agent's Legend.
As it is not necessary to know the ending of TAL, it is very well possible to bring out this story now. Meanwhile the episodes will continue, naturally. I conceptualized the daughter a while ago already but never came up with a name for her. To honor our real life Kim I decided to call the cartoon Kim's daughter "Sadie", after Sadie Stanley. This way she also finds her way into the story.
Canon Excourse
What is a "Canon"?
Canon is the Latin word for "scale" or "guideline". It is the noun of which the adjective is "canonical", in common speech often mistaken as "canon" being an adjective; often spelt as "cannon", which is just as wrong. If a work is "canonized", it will be acknowledged as part of this Canon. A Canon, despite many fan debates, real fan wars, has nothing to do with:
a) The original author being involved or a work being published in the original work b) Internal logical consistency c) The overall positive or negative opinion of the consumers (fans)
It soley requires an official decisive instance to declare a work as part of a certain "Canon". If something is "non-canonical" to a Canon it does not mean it is not canonical in any aspect. Just as many scales can exist, many Canons can exist. It is all about the context.
In case of fanwork of course it is not possible for me to declare my work canonical to the official show because only Disney is able to do that as they are the official instance that have the power to acknowledge something to be a legitimate body of work that happened within their own established continuity (of course it would still require any legal procedure between them and the author of a work, like mine, e.g., as they also could not just read my story and say "okay, that one is canonical", since the work that I made, despite the source being their property is my intellectual property nonetheless – this is only one example, of course to make it easier to understand as many canonicity debates end up in fans just arguing and bringing in their own made up rules how canonicity is declared). However, as the only one who works on The Agent's Legend I can at least consider my own spin-offs canonical to each other. That is really all I can do and all I need.
Inspirations:
Inspiration for the sidestory's name is obviously "Stop! Hammer Time!" from MC Hammer's "U Can't Touch This" officially released in 1990 in "Please Hammer, Don't Hurt Em".
Kim Possible
Stoppable! Hana-Time!
Chapter I
"Kihihi."
Sitting in a crown of a big tree, a little girl laughed. Her blonde her was almost as messy as the dense tree looked from the outside. Her freckles gave her giggle and even more impish note.
Betcha can't find me in here, she thought, having a triumphant glare in her eyes.
"Hah! Not good enough!" a female voice made the child turn around. It was a teenage girl, 17 years old with chin-long black hair, both straggly and pointy at the same time.
"Aww, Auntie Hana!" the child complained. "How could you even find me this fast this time!"
"It was no big", O-hana, mostly known by her family as "Hana" or even "Han", told her neece. "You can be as carefree as your father at times, Sadie. As excited as you were, you left your tracks all over the place.
Sadie sighed when she crossed her arms, still sitting on a thick branch.
"Enough of the Hide and Seek now," Hana said.
"I was not playing any games with you," Sadie responded. "I was legit trying to get away."
"I know," her aunt gave her back only to get a prompt answer from Sadie, "Well, if you know then you know I'm not coming with you!"
Hana was sitting on a branch next to the girl. That is how she knew her neece: Not even 5 years old but already as vocal and sassy as her mother. She was extraordinary.
She was Sadie Possible-Stoppable.
"It's because of your mother leaving for a while, right?" her aunt wanted to know. Of course she already knew the answer. She knew the girl all too well. That Sadie gasped when she heard then but then returned to being silent and looking away said it all.
"Why does she have to go away?" the child asked.
"Come on, you know how this is," Hana said. "Your mom is great. She helps people. But she always does her best to come back to you as fast as possible. That's your name after all."
"But 3 days!" Sadie lamented.
"She was asked by the Network of Global Justice to investigate something overseas. They don't know if she can speed this up. But we know she will do what she can, trust me. She will be back in no time. Even if it takes 3 days, they will pass by quickly."
It did not help. Just hearing her aunt's words, Sadie was sulking even more. Then her aunt reached out for her, holding one open hand in front of the girl.
"Come on. Your dad will still stay here. And I'm here with you, too," Hana tried to encourage her so she might find the strength to let go her mother for these few days.
Arriving at a big house in Middleton, Kim was already waiting for her daughter outside. "I have heard what happened,", she told her daughter arms akimbo. Her foot was stepping in place. Sadie held onto Hana's pants with one hand, unsure what her mother would do next. She did not want to give in, thickheaded as she was just like her mother but Kim's look made her feel unsure. Only for a moment though. Her facial muscles relaxed and her eyes reflected something that almost showed sadness overcoming her.
"You can't let us worry this much," Kim said and kneeled down to the girl. "What would the world mean without your father and me having you?"
Sadie looked just as devastated. She immediately fell in her mother's arms crying. "I would tear down the sky to find you. Just be strong and wait for me. If you need me, you know I will come for you without a second thought."
"Thank you for looking for her," she said to Hana. When the girl heard about Ron's phone call with Kim and once he tried to tell the girl about what would happen, she rushed off. "I told Ron it would probably be better if I was searching," Hana answered Kim.
The former teenage heroine, now a fully grown adult woman, not less heroic than before just felt as much pain to leave her daughter. The moment Ron called her about what happened she drove back. And she would do the same thing again, no matter where and when. It was such a natural thing, Hana also knew it so she knew that she could tell Sadie the same. And here her mother was, showing that it was true. When Ron came out he took Sadie on his arm where she also hugged him tightly, clinging and not intending to let go of him. "There, I will be here, no worries," he assured his child.
When Kim and Ron tucked their child in bed, they were pondering, what to tell her that night. "So ... which story could I tell you," Kim thought loud. "Ah, I know! Its a very special story."
"Is it nice?" Sadie asked, wrapped in her fluffy blue blanket, holding a Pandaroo that had a star attached to it.
"Yes, its a really sweet story" Kim said. She took out a necklace from her shirt. On that necklace there was a shimmering shard. "I told you one day I would tell you where I have this pretty stone from, right? Tonight I will tell you."
Ron looked very surprised. It was like nostalgia immediately hit him. He saw his wife had no different look when she held that shard in her hand.
"This is the story of a very special friend," Kim began to tell.
"Is he a good friend?" Sadie wanted to know.
Kim exhaled in sadness. Then she looked at Ron.
"He's Mommy and Daddy's best friend," Sadie's father then said.
"And without him," Kim continued, "we would not have you."
And so they together told her about the most enigmatic and yet fascinating person they had ever known in their life until she peacefully dozed away.
"Good night," Kim whispered, kissing her daughter's forehead. Ron did the same and left.
"And good night to you too, Clyde," Kim said, looking at the shard. Then she closed the door of her daughter's room.