This chapter takes place during the conclusion of "Open Your Eyes: Kim Possible."


The Silent Planet

"I need another set of hands over here!" Wade called.

"Mr. Gus! Didn't you say you had great computer skills?" Uncle Grandpa asked.

Mr. Gus shrugged. "I dabble."

"Great! Go help Wade," Uncle Grandpa said. "Frankenstein, you be ready to help too."

Frankenstein saluted and walked over to Wade. He stood behind Wade until Wade finally noticed him.

"Oh! Uh, maybe you can help those two with the portal?" Wade suggested. Frankenstein groaned and walked over to the portal set up on one side of the room. The Pines twins were busy working on it.

"Okay, are those wires connected?" Ford asked.

Stan grinned. "You got it, Sixer."

"And I've got the containment channel online," Ford said. "Wade, how's everything going on your end?"

"I know they're at the pickup spot. We just need to nail them down!" Wade said. "I've got the revolutions almost calculated, but I need some help getting the rotation right!"

"I'm on it!" Biffy said. "Can we get a visual on the map?"

"I have to refine my calculations, but they're on the computers," Wade said. "Um, Mr. Gus?"

"You want me to bring them up?" Mr. Gus asked. "Sure, what are they listed under?"

"Okay, so..." Stanford frowned. "Wait. This isn't enough power for containment if we assume a normal event. Drakken!"

"That's Dr. Drakken, you imbecile!" Drakken snapped.

"Didn't you flunk out of college?" Uncle Grandpa asked.

"I didn't flunk out, I dropped out," Drakken spat bitterly. "They let me in, I let myself out. It's an important distinction."

"Oh, like how I have six PhDs and you have none?" Stanford asked, faking innocence.

Drakken growled as Stanley chuckled. Finnwich came up behind him and clapped a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't take it so hard, chum," Finnwich said. "My formal education ended in high school, and look at me now!"

"Elderly and wrinkled?" Drakken snarked.

"Ah, yes, but still alive and having experienced many wonders, not to mention having reconstructed the first song ever," Finnwich said. "Now that was an accomplishment! Almost as impressive as befriending Mannifestum and stopping the ancient race from taking over our world." He chuckled. "Now, how about you go help so we can get your compatriots here."

Drakken frowned but walked over to Stanford. "What do you want?"

"We need more power for the containment field," Ford said. "Can you start the backup generators and run those cords over here?"

Drakken rolled his eyes. "Honestly! I'm a supergenius, and all you can think of for me to do is grunt labor!"

"To be fair, like half the people here are supergeniuses," Stan pointed out.

"Yeah!" Uncle Grandpa added. "Like Frankenstein, and Finnwich, and Wade, and Biffy, and Stanford, and oh! How could I forget Pizza Steve!"

"Thanks, bro," Pizza Steve said. Mr. Gus groaned.

"Whatever!" Drakken complained.

"Look, buddy, are you gonna get those generators running or what?" Stan asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Fine!" Drakken said petulantly before storming out to where the generators were housed.

"I've got the rotation mapped!" Biffy said. "Which direction should I take?"

"You take south! Mr. Gus, can you map from the north down?" Wade asked.

"On it!" Mr. Gus said.

"Finnwich, you do west!" Wade said. "And...I need someone to map from the east."

"Giant Realistic Flying Tiger!" Mr. Gus called. "It's time for you to put your tracking skills to good use!"

Giant Realistic Flying Tiger made her way over to a workstation.

"Alright, I want a one hundred foot by one hundred foot square! Portal generates in the middle, make sure that the targets are nearby!" Wade said loudly. "Once we're locked in, start the portal, and I'll go greet them."

Dr. Drakken, who had just walked in, dropped the extension cords he was carrying. "What?" he complained. "No way! That's just asking you to cheat on our bet!"

"Oh come on, Drakken, do you honestly think I'd cheat?" Wade asked innocently.

"Yes!" Drakken responded. "If anyone, I should go through!"

"Look, I'll go through if it'll settle this," Finnwich said.

"Oh, no way!" Wade and Drakken said simultaneously.

"Besides," Uncle Grandpa pointed out, "They'll recognize you as the kidnapper and beat the stuffing out of you."

Biffy groaned. "I'll do it. Will that shut you up about this stupid bet?"

"Biffy, you don't have to!" Lee said.

"Yeah, I know," Biffy said. "But who else around here do you trust to do this?"

Lee stared around the room at the dinosaur, the tiger, the two old men fiddling with the machine, the blue-skinned man grumpily arguing with the ten-year-old computer genius, Finnwich, the sentient pizza slice, Frankenstein, and Uncle Grandpa.

"Good point," he finally conceded.

Biffy grinned. "I know it is."

All conversation ceased as they returned to work. Eventually, Biffy punched the air.

"Yes! Got the south side in place!" he cheered.

Minutes later, Finnwich confirmed he had the west side ready. This was followed by Mr. Gus's success on the north side, and finally by Giant Realistic Tiger pinning down the east side.

"Okay! We have our coordinates!" Wade said excitedly. "Pines, you ready?"

"We have enough power for containment to work!" Ford said. "Stanley?"

Stan nodded. Together, he and Ford pulled down on identical switches.

"Uncle Grandpa, do your thing!" Wade said.

Uncle Grandpa hopped down and walked over to the portal. He tore a rift open within the portal. Black plasma began to gather in a glass container attached to the portal. Biffy got up from his computer and walked through the portal.

"So...what now?" Tina eventually asked.

"Wait for it..." Uncle Grandpa said.

"But we don't know what's waiting on the other side!" Lee said.

"Yes, we do, and wait for it..." Uncle Grandpa said.

"But–" Holger started to say.

"Wait for it!" Uncle Grandpa exclaimed.

All noise in the headquarters ceased except for the hum of computers and generators. Everyone stayed silent until suddenly, Biffy stumbled backwards through the portal. Seconds later, four other people crashed through the portal, all ready to fight.

"Shut it down!" Ford yelled. Uncle Grandpa shut the tear, and Stan and Ford simultaneously pulled their switches. The level of plasma stopped rising.

Kim, Shego, Ron, and Motor Ed stopped to take a look around. Kim's eyes settled on Wade.

"Wade?" she gasped. "Are you in trouble?"

"Not at all," Wade said calmly. "Please, sit down and try not to be too upset."

"A little late for that," Shego snarled.

"Yeah, where's my cuz, you sick creeps!" Motor Ed asked angrily.

"Oh come on, you invited him along too?" Drakken complained.

Motor Ed spun around and saw Drakken leaning against a wall. "Cuz! You're here! Seriously!"

"Seriously," Drakken groused.

Motor Ed ran towards his cousin. Before he could get there, Shego arrived and planted a big one on the mad scientist's lips.

"Seriously?" Motor Ed asked, confused. "So she's–and my cuz–oh, wow!"

Shego broke the kiss and lit up a fist, holding it up in preparation to punch Drakken. "There'd better be a good explanation for this!"

"S-Shego!" Drakken stammered nervously. "I um, there, um–ask him!" Drakken pointed towards Uncle Grandpa.

Shego turned around and stared down Uncle Grandpa. Uncle Grandpa stared at her blankly.

"Alright, buddy," she said, advancing on him, "how about you give me some answers."

Before Uncle Grandpa could say anything, another computer beeped.

"Well," Uncle Grandpa said cheerily, "it looks like we have some new entities approaching."

"Meaning?" Shego snarled as she grabbed Uncle Grandpa by the front of his shirt.

The smile didn't leave Uncle Grandpa's face as he said "The last group is about to join us."