Island, Chapter 1
The Island Story
Chapter 2: Crash
A Kim Possible Fan Fic by Kwebs and The Pharaoh Rutin Tutin
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The Island Story, Chapter 2
Dr. Wade Load and Dr. Elizabeth Director sat silently in the Stoppable living room. They were the only silent ones there.
"TRAMP!"
"IDIOT!"
"RECKLESS!"
"COWARD!"
"BOSSY!"
"KLUTZ!"
"PRINCESS!"
"BUFFOON!"
The exchange of insults and accusations between Kim's family and Ron's parents regarding their children was somewhat unpleasant. Back and forth the venom flew through the bungalow on the edge of town. Had anyone been thinking rationally, very little of what was said would have been heard. When Dan Stoppable began quoting the statistical probability that James Possible wasn't related to Kim, Dr. Director had heard enough.
"WHE-E-E-E-E-E!"
Although rarely used, the GJ commander kept a whistle on her uniform for just such an emergency.
"That's ENOUGH! The four of you know already know that as a team, your children were practically unbeatable. So it would take something big to stop them. Right?"
Quiet grumbling was heard around the room.
"We were tracking the battle with Draken and Shego up until we lost communications. Now, this is classified, but we didn't just lose communications with Kim and Ron. We also lost at least ten satellites. Communications, weather, GPS, military, and a deep space radio telescope. And those are just the ones that are acknowledged publicly. In addition, we know of fifteen ships that lost all communications and a cargo plane en route to Papeete had to ditch in the ocean. Now, Dr. Possible, as a rocket scientist, can you tell me what could cause that kind of damage?"
James Possible glared at the spymaster, but slowly his gaze softened as a realization overtook him.
"EMP. An Electro-Magnetic Pulse. My God, Lipski was using . . . "
"That's right," the uniformed woman nodded.
"You sent out children to face a mad-man with NUCLEAR WEAPONS?"
"Now Dr. Possible, we didn't know that Draken HAD nukes . . ."
"Not that it would have made any difference." Dan Stoppable interrupted. "You know, I didn't say anything before because it would only upset Ron. But as an actuary, I work with these kinds of numbers for a living. And I realized something after the 'Little Diablo' incident. You were letting our kids do your job because they work cheap. Ron and Kim have literally saved the world BILLIONS of dollars and never received ANYTHING from anyone outside this house."
"Now Mr. Stoppable, there is no" Betty Director tried to add, but was interrupted again.
"James, you can't say anything due for security reasons, but I know the Space Center works with the nearby Air Force Base. If they get an order to scramble, the cost is roughly this, I believe." And Dan Stoppable handed James Possible a calculator.
James took one look and gulped when he saw the total Dan estimated.
"Oh yeah. That is REAL close," he said as he punched the 'clear' button and handed the instrument from Oklahoma Devices back to the Actuary of the year.
"And I think almost every military air field in the world was less than a minute away from getting that order," Mr. Stoppable continued. "Now multiply that amount by all the bases that didn't scramble, add all the insurance that didn't pay out, all the emergency services that didn't need to respond, and so on, all because the robots were stopped so quickly."
A few more clicks of the key pad and he showed a new total to the Possibles and then to Dr. Director.
"And all of that is directly attributable to the work of our kids and Dr. Load. Wade, how much did GJ offer to compensate you after that mess?"
"Nothing, Mr. Stoppable."
"That's the same thing they offered Ronald. Anne, James, did they make the same sort of gesture to Kim?"
"Not one cent," Anne Possible answered under her breath in disgust.
"Exactly. And that was just one sitch. If a pair of trusting teens could stop these lunatics by bumming rides and testing homemade, experimental weapons, why bother sending in highly paid elite troops?"
"Tell me, Doctor, after the 'Little Diablos', did you really think that monster would go back to playing with exploding ticks?" Then looking to the Possibles, "James, Anne, our children died because of her, and several thousand bureaucrats just like her who couldn't see past the bottom line."
"If that's what you want to think, fine. I'll leave." Dr. Director said as she stood up. Before she walked away, she pulled thee envelopes out of her briefcase. "When you're ready to proceed civilly, contact my office and we can finish this conversation. Until then, these are for you. Kim and Ron each burned a DVD for their parents in case they didn't come back from a mission. A few weeks ago, they updated them and insisted on making one together for all four of you."
And with that, Dr. Director left the disks on the table and walked out of the house.
"Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable, Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible, I am so sorry," Wade added in tears. "There wasn't anything I could do. Kim and Shego were fighting for their lives in that hover car while I tried to talk Ron though the controls and disengage the automatic pilot. I know their craft launched a missile and I heard Ron say Draken was coming back before I lost them."
James Possible sat down next to the young genius. "Wade, I've been in mission control when we've lost spacecraft. I know damn well that our children did not die alone out there. A piece of you went with them, didn't it?"
Through tears, Wade silently nodded.
Paula Stoppable stood behind the young Load and began rubbing his shoulders. "Wade, you were the backbone of their operation. You did more for them than the world will ever know. You saved and protected them time and again in ways a parent can only imagine. You meant more to both of them than any mere relative. If Anne and James don't mind, I'd like to invite you to watch their messages with us."
"I'd like that, Mrs. Stoppable. Would you mind if I stayed?" Wade asked the Drs. Possible.
"Not at all. Let's get this show started."
"First, I think I need to get a little something." Dan Stoppable said as he stood up.
"Can you get a little something for me too, while you're at it?" James Possible added.
A few minutes later, he returned with a tray holding five glasses, ice, and a bottle of twelve-year-old, single malt, Scotch whisky.
"But I'm just a kid." Wade began to protest.
"Are you planning to drive anywhere?"
"No Sir."
"Then if anyone says something, we'll ask Anne to write you a prescription."
After pouring a shot in each glass without ice, Mr. Stoppable asked everyone to rise.
"To our children, Kim and Ron, to our future, to the UNSTOPPABLE TEAM POSSIBLE!"
"THE UNSTOPPABLE TEAM POSSIBLE" the other four voices responded in unison before downing the smooth highland nectar in one gulp. Then they started the recording.
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The explosion knocked out Kim and Shego. Draken, and his hovercraft, was nowhere to be seen. Rufus was whimpering softly in Ron's backpack. The chase had taken them over 100 miles away from the island where Kim and Ron caught up with Shego and Draken. Getting what was left of the hover car to crash within wading distance of another island amazed Ron every time he let himself think about it. The word miracle came up in his assessment more than once.
To be continued
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