Kim Possible is… The Librarian

By mkusenagi2

The story concept © 5-19-2006
Kim Possible and other Disney characters
are © Disney Co.
I do not own the wonderful concept of
'The Librarian' Franchise. Dang it.

After Kim had pulled herself together… she stared sightlessly at the screen…

Anne knocked…

"Come in." she husked.

Anne sat on Kim's bed. "Sweetie… I'm sorry… it's just that…"

"I know Mom." Kim picked up several volumes. "Plato. Aristotle. Rimbaud. They speak to me…" Passion flared. "To others they're dry…" she frowned. "subjects… but to me…"

"It's ok to listen Dear… as long as they don't tell you to 'Take Over The World.'" She winked.

Kim grinned.

"Kimmie. Just remember… Your Father 'may he rot' and I still love you…"

"I know Mom." She said; troubled by the fact she'd seen it coming and wasn't worried…

-

Kim rose from a tortured sleep thinking about what she'd found out…

Yamanouchi… burned to the ground… from a terrorist attack against the scions and daughters of the World Elite.

The only survivor was… A man named Hernando. A photo showed it was Don Hernando of Don H fame.

For some reason the program had ignored the parameters she'd set… and had tracked his career…

A Rags to Riches story… He attributed his success to what he'd learned from friends 'that were no longer with us'… His estimated worth was in the billions.

Estimated because he privately owned the whole enchilada, yet he let his managers and employees quietly share in the profits.

Worldwide he was known as a philanthropist par excellance…

She began to smile… He reminded her of Ron… of how pure he was…

He was also known as a man that didn't tolerate injustice…

Several international hotspots had cooled… after he'd arrived.

A pattern had developed… one that teased her… something.

After graduation… She and Ron had drifted apart… soon it had become a serious rift… in certain ways.

She'd become obsessed with knowledge… all forms… it was Divine Music to her growing intellect…

Ron had changed too…

The Girl That Could Do Anything had stiff competition… From her ne'er do well Beau.

Ron had begun to mature in frightening ways… he got straight A's in college… he also began to take missions for DoD… and the Company… In four years he'd completed enough work where MIST… MIST had given him two Phd's… in Physics!

Kim was intimidated… though she loved him.

She'd become more laid back… and had become enamored with learning… While Ron had become the 'goto' guy for the Community… when Nan died and left her estate to Kim only on the condition she'd make something of herself besides an adventurer… she took the bait.

There was one catch…

The estate would convert into a charity once she'd declared herself fully graduated…

Or someone else did. Period.

She'd been able to skate by with the excuse that she'd not found her Passion. Her raison d'etre…

One Day…

Ron decided to leave for Yamanouchi… it was an opportunity to refine his Ninpo skills… and the perfect cover for a mission…

Someone had subverted some of the ninja… they had access to large sums of cash… and data…

Every agent sent in hadn't returned.

They'd fought. He'd accused her of 'forgetting who she was' and stomped out.

She'd cried for days… despite this setback she'd completed the ground work for several degrees.

Months later… Betty had appeared on her doorstep… to tell her the news.

She told her she'd known he wasn't dead… she didn't know how… but she did. Betty gave her a forgiving smile and left.

Anne tried to comfort Kim… despite her problems…

Now… that Kim was kicked out… she had to find a job.

-

'(sigh.) Guess I'll take a look at the want ads… if nothing else maybe B can hook me up.' she thought as she stood under the shower. 'I've got an MBA… that should be good for something…' The spray prickled her skin with moist heat as she relaxed… thinking about what she'd missed out on… trying to figure out where she'd gone wrong…

She turned off the shower, toweled off, and got ready for her 'big day'.

Kim bustled into her room and knocked over a box Anne had placed near the door…

"Aaaah!" she cried as several items spilled out…

Ron's items…

She scooped them back into the box… except for one…

His Fearless Ferret pin.

She'd been proud of him that day… he got to stand up… even for her.

Tears…

She dashed out… and soon found herself in Don Hernando's…

-

Anne was taking in the sights…

She'd dashed into Sak's… checked out several outfits… and made some purchases.

Now she was outside… trying to hail a cab…

'Damnit!' she thought as another dashed by…

A Mercedes Javelin Coupe pulled up… the passenger window opened…

"Need a hand?" asked a familiar voice.

Anne leaned down… and was shocked! 'Hmmm. This might be what Kimmie needs… at least 'til she knows what happened to Ron…' "Why Thank You!" she gushed as the rear door popped open, and she tossed her items inside.

"How's Kim these days…?" he asked.

"She's fine…" Anne said as they merged into traffic.

-

"Boss. She's back." Bonnie said as she monitored the Master console.

He was absorbed… studying reports to figure out how Kim impinged on his path… his 'destiny'. "hmmm? Who?" 'Que?'

"Kim Possible…" Bonnie thwacked him with a ball of paper. "Y'know. The girl you ignored me for…" she gave him a grin.

Don Hernando gave her a measured look… taking in her curves… draped in Scarlet and Black… "Chica…" he stood, crossed to her… hugged her, kissed her forehead. "Someone is out there for you. The heart Knows what it knows…" she hugged him tight. "I'm sorry."

'So am I…' "'sniff' it's ok. K always did have her pick… even Ron… he was everything my guys weren't…" she released him.

He looked at her for a minute… and smiled.

"'sniff!' What?"

He struck a heroic pose. "I swear to you… Mi Hermana… I shall not rest 'til I find one suited for one such as you!"

She couldn't help herself… laughter burst forth. "Will you just GO? … Get out of here… it's obvious to me that she's come here seeking your help!"

He dashed out… with that smile on his lips.

-

Kim sat entranced as Hernando made Spanish Coffee for her… (to make her feel 'more at home'.)

He wet the rim of her cup with Rum…

Dipped it in Cinnamon Sugar…

Gently placed it on a saucer and slowly filled it…

Took a Spatulate Rod of Crystal…

Slowly poured a thin layer of Rum on top…

Lit It! "BOOSH!" to thunderous applause…

Quenched the flames with a saucer…

Sprayed a dollop of Cream…

And placed a Cherry on top with a wink… to which she blushed.

"Please. Senora Possible. Do me the humble honor." He said as he silently placed it before her with a flourish.

Everyone held their breath…

She lifted the cup…

Savored the aroma…

Took a sip…

Felt it sing on her taste buds…

And Said…

"Magnifico. Truly." She paused. "Only one other… could do as well."

A dark look crossed his face as he sat next to her. "Si. Mi Amigo."

"How… you knew him…" "Si. That night… he saved me. He taught me what he'd learned from one he considered in many ways… Sensei's superior… You."

Her jaw fell. He gently caressed it shut… she leaned into his touch… Her eyes shot open! "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…"

He gently waved her anxieties away… "De Nada… We were attacked… they killed Sensei and Rufus… he fought them off, killed Monkey Fist for his treachery… dragged me to safety… before he disappeared…" a strange looked covered his face… "He gave me this…" his eyes flared with blue fire. "He said it belonged to one more worthy…" he wept…

As did she…

He made a flourish… and two hankies popped out of his hands. "Mi Hermano… would not like to see you cry… Senora… For he loved you so."

Kim pulled herself together as Hernando glared at his patrons… who pointedly ignored Kim's moment of weakness.

"So. What brings you here Senora?"

"Kim." She said with a spark in her eye.

"Kim."

"I need a job." She said.

"I… will ask around." He threw a PDP at her! "There is no place for you here… however… if you need a sponsor… I will be glad to help…"

Kim felt a flash of anger… then sighed… "I understand."

He rose. "I am sorry. There are matters I must attend to. Do you 'play' with your Wushu?"

"Uh… a bit. Why?" she asked, grinning.

"Perhaps one day… we could spar. Win or lose. I will cook the meal."

"Deal." She blushed. Something about this man… warmed her… in ways Ron couldn't.

"Hasta lluego." He kissed her cheek.

"uh. yeah… bye…" she dashed out.

-

Kim sat at home quietly grinding her teeth… as she stared at her Mom's… choice!

She pulled herself together. "Heh. Long time, No see… Josh."

Josh Mankey lounged on the couch across from Kim. "Sooo…" 'Dear God. She's gorgeous… 23 degrees… how the heck am I supposed to…'

"So what brings you here to the Big Apple?" she asked. Hissed more like.

"Uh… well. I hit it big in the Art community…" 'plebe' "What?" 'nothing…' "Went back to school… and got a degree in Social Work… uh to uh…" he shrank in her eyes… "give something back?"

"Oh. That's nice. I just completed my 23rd degree…" Josh looked at her.

"What's happened to you Kim? You were so full of life… Ready to Take On The World… You even saved it! … Now look at you… you're a nerd…"

Anne stepped in… saw the look in Kim's eyes and stepped out.

"So what's wrong with learning? I Like To Learn! IS THAT A CRIME?" she screamed.

"No." he watched her. "You're a Professional Student now… when years ago you were the Teacher."

She sat back… shocked to her core.

"Kim… you taught me to share what I've learned… with those less fortunate… that are looking… To make the World a better place… Even Ron knew thaSMACK!"

His head rang with the blow. She leaned over him… Murder in her eyes.

"Don't You EVER… say his name… get out… don't ever come back…" she stomped out glaring at Anne as she grabbed her mail and ran to her room…

-

"I'm sorry Josh. Kimmie's…" 'Maybe this is what she needs…'

"Anne. It's ok. I hope she does find him someday…" he rubbed his jaw as he left. "Man! She packs a wollop."

-

Kim got up two hours before Dawn…

Crept through the condo… to the gym…

And began her old routine…

She soaked for two hours…

Ate some fruit…

And dug into the Paper…

'How can this be so hard?' she thought as she tried to find something that would fit.

She suddenly stood… and feathered through Gray's Anatomy… then threw it in frustration at her bookshelf…

The shelf teetered… volumes thudded against her…

Her mail… that she'd forgot about cascaded…

One envelop… gently landed at her feet.

It was plain white with gold piping on the borders…

It was personally addressed to her. Her eyes caressed the calligraphy. Eyes drawn to the Wheel-like symbol in the left corner…

The return Address was… The Metropolitan Library.

She opened the envelop…

'!' she thought as it sang a melody as gold script burned across the white vellum…

"Your Presence is required to interview for the position of The Librarian." The letter sang.

Kim was flabbergasted.

"Don't be late." It added in a persnickety manner.

"How… Who… Uh…" she stared at the letter. "Wow." 'How'd you do that?'

Something clicked.

She ran out, "MOM!" glee was writ across her face. "I got an Interview!"

Anne popped out of the kitchen. "That's nice Dear… What's the job?"

Kim's smile faded a bit. "uh… It's a uh… for a librarian position."

"I see."

TBC