The Love Doctor
By Galaxy1001D
Kim Possible and other Disney characters are © Disney Co.
Chapter Two: Go Miss Go
Hovering over Middleton High School, a car-sized flying saucer vehicle contained two impatient villains.
"Ngrah!" Drakken wailed. "It's not a Saturday! Why isn't anybody in school?"
"Maybe because it's July?" Shego suggested. "In case, you forgot, Doctor Dee, during the summertime school is out."
"You mean we are going to have to wait two months for school to start again?" Drakken whined. "I can't wait that long!"
Once again Shego responded with a patience that only a mother could have. "I hate to bring this up, Doctor Dee, but didn't Kimmy and the buffoon graduate? Our little boy has grown up."
"Graduate?" Drakken gasped. "When did this happen? Everything is changing too fast!"
Shego couldn't believe this. "Um, when the Lowardians captured you and the princess, didn't you notice that she was dressed in a graduation gown? You know, that black thing she wore over her dress?"
The blue scientist struggled to recall. "I thought she was just dressed in black to be cool. You know, like Luke Skywalker in Return of the Jedi."
His thoughts were interrupted by the slapping sound of Shego putting her hand on her forehead. Shego attempted to ignore her partner's cluelessness and focus on the task at hand. "Okay, talk me through this. Why do we want to capture the buffoon again?"
"He has some information that I need," Drakken replied.
"And what information is that, may I ask?" came the skeptical reply.
"Heh-heh-heh," Drakken chortled evilly. "It's a secret, Shego. You like secrets, don't you?"
"Not really no," came her lifeless reply.
"Grah!" Drakken closed his eyes in frustration and didn't notice his partner's satisfied smirk. "Well you're going to like this one! I don't have to tell you everything, anywho! It's not as if you actually listen to me!"
"Ya got me there," she shrugged.
"Where is the buffoon? Where is the buffoon?" Drakken's eyes darted like a crazy man's as he repeated his mantra.
"Why don't we look him up in the phone book?" Shego suggested.
"Good idea," Drakken brightened up, but then his face fell. "Um, do you remember his name, Shego?"
"Oh for crying—You know his name!" she snapped.
"I know that I do…I just…can't remember it right now…" The scientist furrowed his brow and put his hand to his chin.
"Oh for goodness sake it's…" Shego's eyes widened in alarm, then narrowed in concentration. "It's…um…I know this…it's…uh…"
"You mean you don't remember it, either?" Drakken asked in disbelief.
"Hey!" Shego growled. "Get off my back! You're the criminal mastermind! You're the one who's supposed to be keeping track of this in case you want to get revenge!"
"If this is the best intel you can provide no wonder we haven't taken over the world yet," Drakken muttered.
"Hey!" she protested. "I didn't think it was important, okay? Besides, he can't be that hard to find. Wherever Kimmy is, he's sure to follow."
"Alright," he groused. "Do you know where she lives?"
"As a matter of fact, I do, and that gives me an idea," Shego stroked her chin thoughtfully. "You don't want Kimmy to rescue the sidekick before you get the information, do you?"
"Of course not," Drakken replied irritably.
"Then just leave it to me, and I'll give you the privacy you need to grill him like a fish." Now it was Shego's turn to chuckle evilly.
The next morning, the doorbell rang at the Possible household.
"I'll get it! I'll get it!" Came a pair of identical juvenile voices.
Jim Possible and his brother Tim scrambled to answer the door before their mother could respond. When they opened the door, the normally rambunctious twins fell silent as their mouths opened in shock.
Standing in the door was Shego, but a Shego that they had seen only once before. Her silky black hair didn't seem as long and it was secured by a dull green barrette, exposing her ears that were adorned with tiny black pearl earrings. Instead of her harlequin style black and green "Team Go" uniform, she wore a brown miniskirt, with a gray jacket over a teal green blouse whose collar was secured with a black snap reminiscent of her "Team Go" uniform. Perhaps the scariest part of the ensemble was the unnatural smile that was plastered on the villainess' face.
"Hi kids," she greeted with a sweetness guaranteed to produce cavities, "is your sister home? I kind of need her help."
"Kim!" Jim shouted.
"It's for you!" shouted Tim.
"Boys!" their mother called out. "No yelling in the house. I thought I raised you better than that."
"Yes, mom," they chorused.
Kim was startled to see her green nemesis. "Shego!" she blurted out. "What are you doing here? And why are you dressed the way you were when you served as a substitute teacher?"
"Shego!" Ron Stoppable cried out. "And she's good again! Oh man…!"
The naked mole-rat in his pocket just squeaked in surprise.
"I'm sorry, Kimmy," Shego said contritely. "I know that you probably had a big day planned, but I really need your help."
"Of course, Shego," said a concerned Kim Possible. "So not the drama. I understand. Anything that I can do to help out."
"Thanks…" Shego cooed gratefully and batted her eyes. "You're the greatest."
Ron sighed. "So what happened this time, the attitudinator again?"
Shego looked uncomfortably away as she clasped her hands behind her back. "Well, I hate to talk about it here, Ronnie. It's kind of personal…"
"Don't worry," Kim assured her. "We can go to the mall and talk about it. If this is what I think it is, you're going to need a place to live and a new wardrobe.
"I knew I could count on you," gushed a syrupy Miss Go.
"Ron, coming?" Kim asked.
"Um, no thanks," he replied sadly. "I'd feel like a fifth wheel. You can just tell me what's going on later, okay?"
"Sure, Ron," Kim smiled. "You're the greatest."
As the duo shared a kiss they didn't notice Jim, Tim, and Shego making strange faces and sticking their tongues out in disgust.
As Kim and Miss Go drove off in Kim's refit Sloth XL1, Ron walked sadly back to his battered motorscooter. "Well Rufus, it looks like it's just you and me, buddy," he said to the hairless rodent perched on his shoulder. "What do you want to do, today?"
"Hmm," Rufus put a tiny paw to his lower jaw in thought.
Suddenly a dark shadow eclipsed the duo. Ron looked up to see a flying saucer with a sinister blue pilot leering down at him. "Drakken!" Ron shouted.
"Aha!" Drakken cried as she pulled a lever. "The buffoon! This time, victory shall be mine! Aha-ha-ha!"
The bottom of the floating craft emitted a golden beam of light that struck the hapless teenager. As the boy was pulled into the air towards the mad inventor, Rufus tumbled off his shoulder and on to the ground below.
"Roooofus!" Ron called as the bottom of the flying saucer opened and swallowed him up.
"Ron!" squeaked the bald rodent as the flying saucer sailed away. "Oh no!"
Next: Lunch With Shego