Disclaimer: I don't own KP or any of the characters, and I don't earn anything with this story (except hopefully a few reviews).
AN: This story ignores the events of "So the Drama" and consequently season 4.
Thanks for all the reviews! I'm glad you liked the first chapter. So let's see now how Ron's first encounter with the villains goes… Enjoy, and feel encouraged to drop me a line!
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Two hours later, two parties stood on an old bridge near Middleton, ready to exchange prisoners. On one side, Ron stood in the company of Will Du from Global Justice and several GJ agents; on the other side, Drakken and Shego stood with a bound and gagged Kim.
"Alright, do-gooders," Drakken exclaimed, "no tricks!"
"We won't try anything!" Ron answered in a very nervous tone.
"Good, then let's get this party started!" Drakken replied gleefully.
Shego just sighed at yet another attempt of her boss to sound hip, but at least it had the desired effect: The exchange started.
Ron slowly walked toward the villains, while Kim slowly walked toward Will Du and the agents. Due to the gag in her mouth, Kim couldn't say anything, but she looked at Ron with imploring eyes. When they met in the middle of the bridge, Kim tried to speak around the gag, but of course she didn't manage.
Ron, seeing her anxiety, tried to sound reassuring. "Don't worry, KP, it's alright. It's not your fault; I chose this, and I'm sorry I wasn't there to have your back when you needed me. Take good care of Rufus, okay?"
Tears spilled from Kim's eyes, and she tried to speak once more, but failed again.
"Yo, keep moving there, love-birds!" Shego yelled impatiently.
Ron squeezed Kim's shoulder quickly and nodded before continuing on his way. Kim stood there a moment longer, before she finally stumbled toward GJ's agents. She forced herself forward, while every fibre of her being screamed at her to turn around, but she knew it would only lead to both of them either being captured or worse. Finally, each of them reached their destination, and even before Kim was freed from her bonds, Drakken and Shego had forced Ron into their hover car.
"Remember, I see so much as a hair of Kim Possible or Global Justice, and the buffoon will pay the price!" Drakken shouted triumphantly, while the hover car sped away into the night.
"Miss Possible, are you alright?" Will asked after he'd released Kim.
Kim, trying to steady herself, could only shake her head. "Ron…"
"Don't worry, Miss Possible," Du said in what he probably assumed to be a calming voice. "Drakken knows better than to do anything to him. He knows we'd ambush his stronghold the moment he does something to Mr. Stoppable."
Kim was still shaking, but what could she reply to that? That she was the one responsible for the exchange in the first place? That this was just an attempt of Shego to beat her in some way by proving her wrong? If anything happened to Ron, it was her fault! "We… we have to get him back."
Agent Du nodded. "Correct, Miss Possible. The question is: How do we do that?"
And that was a very good question indeed.
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Ron sat dejectedly in the backseat of the hover car. Drakken and Shego hadn't bound him, but then again, why should they? At the current altitude, any attempt at escape would be suicide. He didn't even want to know what they had planned for him; it couldn't be anything nice, so he figured he was better off not knowing.
Shego inconspicuously eyed the blond boy on the backseat, thinking about possible ways to win her little bet with Kimmie. She'd probably have him drooling at her feet within a day or two. She smirked at the thought, especially when she pictured the princess' face when she saw it.
"Shego!"
She started. "What is it, Dr. D?" Damn! From the way he looked at her, this was obviously not the first time he'd called her.
"Are you sleeping with open eyes?" Drakken demanded. "I said we're almost at the lair. Once we've landed, you take the buffoon to his cell. Tomorrow we have to set Operation Y in motion!"
"Tomorrow?" she yelped. "So soon?" That meant she wouldn't have much time for her own little operation!
"Of course!" the scientist snarled indignantly. "Why should we wait?"
"Err…" Shego's mind raced. "Well… Yeah! What about the numbers, the calculations? And the devices? Have you double-checked them all? I mean, this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance, right? I mean, with Kimmie and GJ out of the picture… We should be sure that nothing can go wrong!"
"Hmmm," Drakken mused. "Perhaps you're right. After all, Rome wasn't built in a day, was it? I guess it wouldn't hurt to go through everything again, just to be sure…"
Shego inwardly rejoiced. Now all she had to do was make sure that it took Drakken some time to go through the plan once more, and she could deal with Stoppable in her own time. At that moment, she had another idea how to delay Operation Y (which she had already labelled Operation Why in her mind) and had to hide an evil smirk.
Soon after, the hover car landed. Drakken got out immediately, turning to Shego. "Take care of the buffoon! You are responsible for him!"
With that, he stormed off, and Shego turned to her prisoner. "Come on, Stoppable; it's time to get you to your room."
His head perked up in obvious surprise. "You… you know my name?" It was half question, half statement.
She smiled. This would be even easier than she thought. "Of course I do. I mean, we've met so often now…" she said in a pretty sultry tone.
"Well, that doesn't keep Drakken from always forgetting," Ron complained.
"Oh, don't mind him," she replied with a seductive smile, taking his arm softly. "After all, isn't it much nicer if I remember your name?"
He sighed. "It's okay, I guess… It's just, after we've foiled him so many times, you'd think he'd remember. It's not like I don't do anything, you know…"
Shego ground her teeth. It was okay? And he hadn't even noticed her flirting! 'Well, time to get a bit more direct…' She placed an arm round his shoulder, softly stroking his back while leading him toward his cell. "Don't take it so hard, Ron. He constantly forgets names; he doesn't even remember the names of the henchmen."
"Really?" Ron asked, his mood improving. "Well, that's something anyway. Oh, by the way, is there a chance I can get something to eat? I haven't really had time to eat anything, what with the exchange and all."
Shego forced a smile. "Sure, Ron! How about I make you some sandwiches?"
"Extra cheese?" he asked hopefully.
She resisted every instinct in her body that screamed at her to give a violent answer, instead keeping that smile firmly in place. "Of course," she cooed.
They'd reached the cell now, and Shego opened the door. "Here we are."
Ron stepped in, and she followed, closing the door behind her and leaning against it. "Is there anything I can do to make you comfortable?" she asked, her voice full of implication.
Ron looked around for a moment. "Actually, yes, there is, Shego."
She pushed away from the door and inched closer to him, a sexy smile on her face. "And what would that be, Ron?" she breathed.
"I could use an extra pillow; there's only one here. And those sandwiches you mentioned would be really nice."
Shego blinked. He hadn't said what she thought he'd said, right? She decided to try again, inching yet closer. "Are you sure that's everything I can do, Ron?" she asked in her sexiest voice.
Ron looked at her for a moment, before a small, hopeful smile appeared on his face.
'Finally,' Shego thought triumphantly. 'Took him long enough.'
"Well, Shego, there actually is something else you could do…" he started. "I mean, since you asked… but it's okay if you say no… I mean, I'd understand completely…"
"What is it, Ron?" she asked sultrily.
"Could you… err…" he began, scratching his neck.
"Yes?" she asked with half-closed eyes.
"Could you perhaps get me a TV set in here?" he finished.
There was a moment's pause. Shego's movement toward him stopped, and her eyes snapped wide open. "WHAT?"
Ron stumbled back two steps and blanched at her apparent anger. "Ah, forget I asked, sorry! I'll just lay down quietly, okay? No need to slash me, or fry me, or slash and fry me!" he exclaimed in a frightened voice.
She breathed heavily. Just how oblivious could he be? She was fully prepared to inflict some serious pain on him, when Kim's grinning face appeared in front of her mind's eye, mocking her. She shook her head. No, there was no way she would let the princess defeat her again! Not this time! She turned on her heel abruptly and stormed out of the cell.
Ron let out his breath and sat down on his bed. "Phew…" Then he sighed. "I guess that means I won't get my sandwiches or that extra pillow…"
