Chapter 2: London, England

Disclaimer: all the characters from Kim Possible belong to Disney.


It's been a full hour since Kim and Ron landed and repairs were made to the Sloth, and now, the two teens are driving the rest of the way to London.

"Man, that was a close call," Ron commented.

Kim nodded, "Yeah I know."

"For a second I thought we were gonna plunge into the ocean."

"We were lucky."

"And who knew that you could actually use a refueling boom to tow a flying aircraft?"

"And who knew that it has actually happened before?"

"Life's full of surprises, KP, you never know, ya' know."

"Approaching London," The Sloth's GPS system announced.

"Sounds like we're almost there," Ron speculated. "So, KP, what hotel will we be staying at?"

"The Strand Palace Hotel," Kim replied.

Ron scratched his chin, "I wonder if it will be luxurious like the Chateau Frontenac."

Kim nodded, "It will be luxurious, Ronnie."

"And still no need to pretend we are twelve," Ron added.


After reaching London and checking into the Strand Palace Hotel, Kim and Ron walked into their hotel room and sat down on the couch.

"Whoa, what a trip," Ron commented.

"A trip indeed," Kim agreed.

"So, KP, shall we go out an explore London?" Ron asked.

Kim nodded, "Yes, let's go out and explore London."

Soon, Kim and Ron got up from the couch and set out to explore England's capital city.


While walking, Ron noticed Big Ben and had an idea.

"KP?" Ron asked Kim.

"Yes, Ronnie?" Kim replied.

"Can you take a picture of me 'leaning' against that clock tower?"

"Big Ben?" Kim asked.

Ron raised an eyebrow, "Now why would someone name a clock tower after a giant human named Ben?"

Kim rolled her eyes, "Oh, Ronnie, you're something else."

"I am who I am KP," Ron pointed out. "I'm now gonna go 'lean' against Big Ben while you ready the camera."

Kim raised an eyebrow, "how are you gonna do that if it's so big and far away?"

Ron walked a short distance from Kim, turned toward her, and posed in a way that made it look like he was leaning against Big Ben.

Kim soon realized what Ron meant and nodded, "I get it now."

She then searched her bag and found her camera.

"Hold still," She said to Ron, who was struggling to keep balance.

Kim managed to take the picture just before Ron fell down.

"Ow!" Ron said as he hit the ground.

Kim put the camera back in her bag, ran up to Ron and helped him up.

"Are you okay?" She asked, concerned.

"I'm alright," Ron said rubbing the right side of his head. "I've taken bigger beatings."

"I'm glad you are alright," Kim said in relief. "Now let's…hey, do you wanna go on the London Eye?"

"What's that?" Ron asked confused.

Kim pointed to the giant Ferris wheel, "That's it."

Ron's face went pale, "KP, I'm afraid of big heights."

"Come on, please," Kim said as she gave the puppy-dog pout.

"Oh no," Ron groaned. "Not the puppy-dog pout!"

"For me?" Kim asked.

Ron sighed, "Alright."

Kim soon took Ron's right hand into her left and the two walked towards the Ferris wheel (a.k.a. the London Eye).


Later, Kim and Ron went up on the London Eye. While Kim was admiring the view of London from above, as well as taking pictures of it, Ron…well, he was in silent panic mode.

"Ron, will you quit being scared and enjoy the view?" Kim asked.

"K…K…Kim," Ron said.

Kim grabbed Ron and pulled him in for a kiss.

Ron enjoyed the kiss so much that his fear of big heights suddenly went away.

"Are you still afraid?" Kim asked after she broke the kiss.

"KP, your kisses really make my day," Ron replied with a smile.

"Come here," Kim said in a husky voice.

The two then spent the rest of the ride hugging and kissing each other until they got back to the ground. They were so oblivious to their return to the ground that they failed to notice people staring at them. Someone then got the attention of the two teens. When Kim and Ron noticed the crowd looking at them they blushed to the roots of their hair.


"So where are we going now?" Ron asked as he and Kim walked away from the London Eye.

"Buckingham Palace," Kim replied.

Ron's face suddenly brightened up as he said, "Booyah!"

Kim raised an eyebrow, "Booyah?"

"It's guarded by the same kind of guards we saw in Quebec!"

"Ron, I don't..." Kim soon realized what Ron was thinking. "You're gonna try and make one of them laugh, aren't you?"

"I may have failed six times while in Quebec, but like they say in Pals: 'Seventh times the charm'."

Kim rolled her eyes as she and Ron walked on toward Buckingham Palace.


When they got close to the palace fence they saw a man get up close to one of the guards. They soon heard a loud voice coming from the guard, "Stand back from the Queen's Guard!"

"Hey," The man chuckled, looking at people nearby. "This guy just talked."

"Stand back from the Queen's Guard!" The guard said again.

"What are you gonna do?" The man asked.

"I'd leave that man alone if I were you," Kim said as she and Ron walked up to the man.

The man turned to see Kim and Ron with her arms crossed and with serious faces.

"Kim Possible," The man gasped.

"That's right, now stand back from the Queen's Guard."

"Or you'll what, do it by force?" The man huffed. "Oh please, I can press charges and have you put away for the rest of your life if you did that!"

Kim smirked, "You may wanna take that back."

"Why?!" The man demanded.

Kim looked over the man's shoulder to see more guards coming.

"Looks like you will be the one going to jail," Kim pointed out. "But that's up to them to decide."

The guards then came up to the man and took him away. As he was taken away one of the guards stayed and walked up to Kim and Ron.

"Miss Possible," The guard spoke.

"Hi," Kim waved, "I thought you weren't…"

The guard held up his hand, "I'm fully aware of the rules and regulations of my duty. However, The Queen has allowed me to make an exception in this case. I'm Colonel Winston Cunningham, second-in-command of the Queen's royal guard." He then held out his hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too," Kim said as she shook the guard's hand. "But, my name is Kim Stoppable now."

"Stoppable?" Cunningham asked, confused.

"I'm married to my husband, Ron Stoppable."

"You're married?"

Kim nodded before he pointed Ron out, "Here's my husband."

"Hey Colonel Cunningham," Ron waved. "Ron Stoppable here."

Cunningham and Ron soon shook hands.

After pulling away, the guard got a good look at Ron.

"Say, are you the American who tried to get a guard in Old Quebec to laugh?" Cunningham asked.

Ron's face went pale, "What?"

"You were, weren't you?" The guard asked.

"I'm so sorry sir I wasn't trying to be rude, I just had a curiosity," Ron replied calmly but defensively. "How did you know?"

"That guard was my cousin, Thomas McCudden."

Ron began to sweat, "Sir, I swear I will never ever..."

The guard held up his hand, "It's alright, my cousin thought you were funny, especially when he saw your pants fall down."

Ron blushed before he sighed in relief and said, "I'm glad he wasn't mad and don't worry, never again will I ever mess with the guards."

Cunningham nodded, "It's a good thing that you learned a valuable lesson, the easy way."

"Sir you have no idea how many lessons I've learned the hard way," Ron groaned. "I'm glad I got a break for once."

Cunningham smiled, "And it is a pleasure to meet you and your lovely bride."

"Thank you, Lieutenant Cunningham," Kim and Ron said in unison with smiles on their faces.

"You two can call me, Winnie."

"Like, Winnie the Pooh?" Ron asked.

"Ron," Kim spoke. "Don't mock the man's name."

Cunningham laughed, "No hard feelings. Some of my friends call me that, I'm even a fan of Winnie the Pooh."

Suddenly, a white round object caught Cunningham's eyes.

"Where did this golf ball come from and why is it beeping?" Cunningham asked after identifying the object.

Kim and Ron went wide-eyed.

"Winnie get down!" Ron shouted.

He then threw herself at the guard as Kim grabbed the golf ball and threw it skyward before it exploded.

People nearby went into a state of panic and ran away.

After getting up, Cunningham went wide-eyed, "An exploding golf ball? I've seen many bombs before, but none like that."

Then, another explosion was heard.

"What kind of terrorist uses exploding golf balls?" Cunningham asked.

"Duff Killigan," Kim replied as she turned to Cunningham and Ron. "Come on Ron, let's go find Killigan."

"I'm right behind you KP," Ron replied.

"I'll stay here and protect the Queen," Cunningham added.

Suddenly, the three saw a monster truck coming down the street. Kim and Ron immediately recognized the driver from a distance.

"YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Motor Ed yelled. "Motor Ed's gonna have some fun after Scottie turns London into a junkyard! Seriously!"

Kim grabbed hold of Ron, pulled out her grappler gun from her bag and fired at the monster truck. The grappler grabbed hold of the monster truck and pulled Kim and Ron towards it. The two teens managed to climb onto the monster truck before Motor Ed noticed them.

"Hey Red and skinny-dude, how's is shakin'?" Motor Ed asked.

"You tell us squirrel head," Kim replied with a glare.

"And I can't believe you teamed up with Killigan," Ron commented.

"Scottie?" Motor Ed asked. "I enlisted his help in helping me turn London into a junkyard and in return, I'm gonna help him turn the rest of the UK into his own personal golf course. Seriously I am."

Kim looked at Ron, "Ron, you go after Killigan, I'll handle mullet head."

"On it KP," Ron nodded as he tapped into the Mystical Monkey Power and jumped off.

Kim turned her attention to Motor Ed.

"You can't win this Red! Seriously!" Motor Ed said.

Kim smirked, "We'll see about that."

She then made it to the right window of the cab, hopped inside, and tackled the rogue grease monkey. This ended up causing them both to fall out of the monster truck on the other side.

After landing on the ground, the two watched as Motor Ed's ride goes into the Thames River.

Motor Ed looked at Kim with a scowl, "That was totally bogus Red! You trashed my ride! Seriously!"

Kim rolled her eyes and unleashed a jump kick, sending Motor Ed into a newspaper stand and leaving him covered in papers.

Just when he uncovered himself and got back up, Motor Ed found himself surrounded by London Policemen.


Elsewhere, on an unoccupied high-rise, Duff Killigan was hitting away exploding golf balls.

"Four!" He shouted again before hitting another exploding golf ball, which caused an empty double-decker bus to explode. "After London is a junkyard I will have me own golf course!"

"Not with me around," A voice came from behind him.

Killigan turned to see Ron standing with his eyes glowing blue.

"Well, well, well, the laddie who loses his pants and loves me grandma's haggis."

Ron sighed, "Okay, dude, first; your grandma's haggis tastes terrible, and second; I'm here to stop you."

Killigan scowled, "DON'T. EVER. DISS. ME. GRANDMA'S. BELOVED. HAGGIS!"

He then pulled out a couple of golf balls and set them on the ground.

"FOUR!" He shouted before hitting one towards Ron.

But to Killigan's horror, Ron caught the ball with his hand and flung it skyward before it exploded. Killigan was about to hit another ball when Ron leapt at the rogue golfer and tackled him to the ground.

"Why are ye eyes glowin' blue?" Killigan asked.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Ron replied.

Killigan raised an eyebrow, "Since when did ye start spewing villain clichés?"

Ron pulled back and shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."

Killigan then huffed, "Oh what do ye know?" He then grabbed his club and swung it at Ron. But to the rogue golfer's horror, again, Ron caught it and yanked it out of his hands before kicking him.

"Please, please, don't hurt me," Killigan begged.

Ron took the club, bent it 90 degrees, and threw it off to the side. This made Killigan's eyes go wide.

From behind Ron, a few British police officers appeared and arrested the rogue golfer.


Later, Kim and Ron watched as Duff Killigan and Motor Ed were escorted into a police van.

"This is bogus Red. Seriously!" Motor Ed commented. "Scottie and I were just trying to have some fun."

Killigan rolled his eyes, "Laddie its, Duff Killigan. Seriously."

Soon, the doors to the van were closed and the vehicle drove off.


After the van drove off, Colonel Cunningham walked up to the two teens with a British police officer beside him. Kim recognized the latter from that Christmas Eve when she went to investigate the escape pods from Drakk Force One.

"Excellent job," Cunningham commented. "Both of you."

"Thanks, Winnie," Kim replied.

"Our favorite hero came through again," The British officer said happily.

"Thank you, officer," Kim said.

"I'll be sure that the Queen hears of what you two did today," Cunningham said.

Kim waved her hand, "Tell her it was no big."

"Yeah," Ron added. "KP and I have seen worse."

"You two did great," Cunningham commented. He then turned to Ron, "And I'll be sure my cousin hears who saved me from an exploding golf ball."

"Tell him I said hello and that I apologize for my actions in Quebec," Ron said with a smile.

Cunningham nodded, "I will."

"We'll see you later," Kim said with a wave.

Cunningham waved back before he rejoined the other guards.

Kim and Ron turned and resumed their tour of the city.

"Wow," Ron said with a sigh before his stomach growled. "All that crime fighting is now making me hungry."

Kim nodded as her stomach growled, "Me too."

"Bueno Nacho?"

"You know it."

They both ran to the nearest taxi and it took them to the Mucho Grande Bueno Nacho in London.


"Booyah!" Ron said happily as he and Kim walked out of the restaurant after eating a good lunch. "They served Nacos!"

Kim smiled and put her arm through Ron's, "I'm glad they served Nacos, otherwise you would've been complaining."

Ron nodded, "I would've, but they served Nacos, so I didn't complain."

"I'm glad you didn't complain," Kim said. "Now come on, let's go continue exploring London."


A couple of hours later, Kim and Ron trudged back into their hotel room after an eventful day.

"Wow," Ron sighed. "I'm bushed."

"Me too," Kim added. "But, aside from having to deal with Ed, Killigan, and some rude man, we had a great time."

"So, where do you wanna eat tonight?"

Before Kim could answer, there was a knock at the door. Kim got up and opened the door to see Colonel Winston "Winnie" Cunningham standing there wearing British Army dress blues instead of a Queen's Guard uniform.

Kim smiled, "Winnie, how are you?"

"I'm doing very lovely Mrs. Stoppable," Cunningham replied. "Can I call you, Kim?"

Kim nodded, "Of course you can."

"Not that we're complaining but what are you doing here?" Ron asked as he got up and walked up and stood by Kim's side.

Cunningham turned to Ron, "I just talked to the Queen about today's events and she has invited you two over for dinner at Buckingham Palace."

Kim and Ron's jaws dropped.

"The Queen of England has invited us over to Buckingham Palace for dinner?" Kim asked, not believe what she and Ron heard.

Cunningham nodded, "Yup."

"Tonight?"

"Affirmative."

Kim nodded, "We'll come, but first, Ron and I have will have to shower and put on our formal wear. We want to be clean and presentable for the Queen."

"I'll be waiting for you two by the limo outside," Cunningham said with a wave.


After they both took showers and put on their formal wear they wore in Quebec, Kim and Ron proceeded downstairs and walked out of the hotel, arm-in-arm, to where Cunningham was standing in front of the rear door of a limo.

Cunningham saw Kim and Ron and waved, "Hello, Kim and Ron."

Kim and Ron smiled and waved back.

"Hey, Winnie," Kim replied.

Cunningham saw what Kim was wearing and commented, "Kim, you look very lovely."

Kim blushed, "Thanks, Winnie."

Cunningham then looked at Ron and commented, "And you look very hansom Ron."

"Thanks, Winnie," Ron said with a smile.

"And my cousin, Thomas, will be happy to meet you again."

"Your cousin is coming?"

Cunningham nodded, "He sure is. Now, shall we go and have dinner with the Queen?"

Kim and Ron nodded in unison, "Yes."

"Then, let's go," Cunningham said before he allowed Kim and Ron to climb in first before he followed suit.

Soon, the limo drove off to Buckingham Palace.


After having dinner with the Queen, Kim and Ron were driven back to their hotel. They had smiles on their faces as they were conversing with Cunningham about the dinner.

"It was absolutely an honor to have you two over for dinner at Buckingham Palace," Cunningham commented.

"It was an honor, Winnie," Kim agreed.

"And I can't believe your cousin wanted me to do a re-enactment of what I did to try and make him laugh in Quebec," Ron added. "I even had to do it in front of the Queen."

"And the Queen loved the re-enactment," Cunningham said. "Say, next time you two are in London, feel free to give us a ring. The Queen would love to have dinner with you two again."

Kim nodded, "We will, Winnie. And if she has a mission for us, just have her call us, beep us, if she wants to reach us."

"If she wants to page us it's okay," Ron added.

Cunningham nodded, "I'll be sure she gets the message."

Soon, the limo arrived back at the hotel and the three climbed out and said their goodbyes.

"Farewell, Kim and Ron," Cunningham waved with a smile.

Kim waved, "Farewell, Winnie."

"We will see you the next time we come to London," Ron added with a wave.

Cunningham turned to Ron, "And the Queen will be looking forward to having dinner with you two, again."

"We will be looking forward to it too," Kim spoke up.

Cunningham waved to the two teens once more before climbing back into the limo. The limo drove off soon after.


Later, Kim and Ron entered their hotel room and changed out of their formal wear into pajamas, brushed their teeth and climbed into bed.

"Wow," Ron spoke.

"What?" Kim asked.

"Tonight was amazing," Ron commented.

"It was wonderful, Ronnie," Kim agreed.

"I never thought we'd be having dinner with the Queen of England."

"Neither have I."

"So, KP, changing subjects, what do you want to do tomorrow?" Ron asked.

"We will spend tomorrow and the next day exploring a few other landmarks in London," Kim replied.

Ron nodded, "Sounds like a plan to me, KP."

Kim brought Ron in closer until their foreheads touched.

"I knew you would agree with me, Ronnie," Kim whispered.

Kim then gave Ron a peck on the lips before she and Ron drifted off to sleep.


A couple days later, Kim and Ron checked out of their hotel and took flight in the Sloth.

"Where do you wanna go now?" Ron asked after he and Kim took off.

"How would you like to do some hiking?" Kim asked.

"Hiking?" Ron asked. "Where?"

"In the fjords of Norway."

"Oh no," Ron gasped, "not the land of meat cakes!"

To be Continued...


A/N: Well that's the end of Chapter 2.

And just as a little warning: Do not, repeat, do not try and get a Royal Guard to flinch, let alone laugh. It is deemed disrespectful to do so. I've read online that there have been incidents between civilians and Royal Guards.

I decided to change Cunningham's rank from Lieutenant to Colonel since the latter is the second highest rank in the royal guard. The first highest rank is colonel in chief (The Queen).