Disclaimer: Refer to first chapter.

Chapter 2

Mrs. Dr. Possible was not having a good day. It started out in the morning when Jim and Tim succeeded in blowing up the water heater in the garage. She had told them and told them NO MORE FUSION EXPERIMENTS!!!! Hell, even the Fire Marshall had specifically made a trip out to the house, and sat the boys down in the back yard and expressly forbade them from conducting those types of recreational activities. Had her boys listened? Of course not she should have known better really, they were worse than her husband when they got an idea. Seriously.

So, after her cold shower, she same down to the kitchen only to be bowled over by her teenage daughter who admittedly shouted a hurried apology over her shoulder before slamming the door. Sighing, she turned to the table to see a hastily set place for her made up of a paper napkin, and a small glass holding a wilting daisy no doubt pulled from the front garden not five minutes ago. Breakfast consisted of Cheerios and a piece of toast served shamelessly by her grinning twin boys. This would have been cute normally, and also would have gotten them onto a lighter hook, but that particular day, she was finding it hard to keep up her sunny disposition. She just knew that something would happen later that would not be good.

Boy was that the understatement of the decade.

After kissing her husband goodbye, she let the twins off at the curb in front of their school with another warning about behaving, and set off to work. Her surgeries went off rather well that morning, and grabbing a bite to eat after a craniotomy to repair several cranial aneurysms, she was beginning to think that her earlier fears were silly and she had nothing to worry about. Her boys would learn to keep their experiments where they belonged, in a state of the art science lab with their father standing by to oversee their progress; her Kim would get all of her homework completed and realize that getting one over on that Bonnie girl should not be the focus of her high school world; and her James would be on time for dinner that night since his latest project was completed yesterday and all they had to do was wrap up everything for storage until NASA came for delivery at the end of the week. Yes all in all, her life was going just fine right now, blown up water heaters aside.

Smiling politely to the nurse who had passed over some forms to sign, she heard a familiar four tone beep coming from her coat pocket and pulled out her own version of a 'Kimunnicator' to see the harried face of her husband which for some reason was covered in some kind of green goop.

"Hi honey! I'm sorry that I won't be home for dinner tonight. Some intern tech dropped the ball – literally – and the whole project got smeared onto the walls of the lab. It's going to take several hours just to clean up and see where we need to start to repair everything. I could just do it all over, but it would take too long and we need to get this thing ready for transport. I know you were looking forward to everyone being together this evening, but -"

"It's OK James, I understand just make sure that you don't push yourself too hard OK?" Mrs. Possible replied.

"OK honey, don't you worry about a thing this will be right as rain in no time!"

Somehow she doubted that because right as the words left his mouth, there was another crash as someone in the background of the screen slipped in a puddle of more green goop, and slammed into a large console in the center of the room.

"Uh oh, gotta go! Love you!"

Just as the small screen turned black, she heard another tone this time coming from her cell phone. Looking down at the display, she recognized the phone number of the twins' school.

"Hello Joyce, how is that niece of yours?" Mrs. Possible asked as she answered the phone.

"She's doing just fine Dr. Possible. She absolutely adores that Cuddle Buddy you gave to her for her birthday. How did you know that the otterfly was her favorite?"

"Lucky break I guess. What did the twin terrors do this time?"

"It's a new one. They were participating in science class like any other student, and then there was a flash of light, a small explosion, and when the smoke cleared, their teacher Mr. Smorgist was seen to have an unusual purple complexion to his skin tone while the boys were left unscathed."

"Oh dear," Mrs. Possible sighed, "is he alright?"

"Apart from the new color scheme, he's perfectly fine." Joyce replied. "However-"

Mrs. Possible groaned.

"Seeing as how their actions are considered attacking a member of the staff by the school board, I am forced to suspend them from school for a period of no less than ten days effective immediately."

Mrs. Possible groaned again. "All right I'll be there in twenty minutes."

"Thank you Dr. Possible, and I am sorry about this but my hands are tied on this one. You know how much I like your boys."

"It's alright Joyce I understand. I don't hold you in any way responsible for this."

"It is possible to appeal to the school board for a reduction in the sentence, but by the time you do their suspension would most likely be over."

"That's alright Joyce. Don't worry about it; I will be over to pick them up soon."

"Alright, good bye Dr. Possible."

"Take care Joyce."

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Dr. Possible allowed herself one small chuckle as she imagined the squirrelly little man with purple skin. Then, she signed the rest of her paperwork, passed them over to the discharge nurse, and went in search of the chief of surgery to tell him that she needed to be taken off the surgical board this afternoon.

Pulling out of the school's parking lot and heading towards the house, she decided to give the boys some silent treatment, knowing that that would make them squirm a bit during the ride. As she was pulling into the driveway of their house in Middleton, she once again heard a four tone beep, emitting from her 'Kimunnicator'. Putting her scolding of the twins on hold, she turned off the car and picked up the device to see Kim's tech support friend Wade on the other end of the connection and she wondered for a moment what that lead feeling was in the pit of her stomach.

"Mrs. Possible?" Wade said.

It was odd seeing this usually se calm and in control young man almost cringe as he looked at the video screen.

"Yes Wade, what is it?" she replied in a calm voice.

"There's been an accident with Kim and Ron."

"Oh God no."