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This is the second 'episode' of my new Season, and I damn near killed myself to get it written. Man this one was hard.

Long Hot Summer

"Kimmie!"

"Not right now mom!"

"Kimmie-cub!"

"Da-ad!"

"Yo, Kim!"

"Tweebs!"

"Maybe I should go?"

"You stay right there Monkey Master."

Kim Possible, eighteen year old soon-to-be college student, rolled off her boyfriend and stomped over to her bedroom door, opening it a crack and peering out to see the faces of her assembled family, "Yes?"

"Are you ready?"

"Ready for what?"

"You forgot, didn't you."

"I haven't forgotten anyth..." She slapped her forehead, "Oh yeah, we're going to see Nana today, aren't we?"

"That's right young lady, and if you're not ready in the next ten minutes, we'll leave without you."

Her face brightened, "Sure, I can follow in the Sloth."

"I'm just joking Kimmie-Cub, wouldn't want you to miss out on all of the mental Strategories fun."

Kim looked pleadingly at her mom, who just shrugged, "Remember Kim, the faster we leave, the sooner we can be back in Middleton."

"Rrr, I'll be out in five." She shut her door, and went over to her drawers, piling things into the nearest bag she could grab.

Ron came up behind her and peeked over her shoulder, "So when are you going to be back from Nana's?"

"We shouldn't be gone anymore than a week, she's going to be coming back up to Middleton near the end of the holiday anyway, it's just that everyone's been worried about her down there in the retirement home. That area got hit pretty bad by the Lorwardians."

Kim jammed the Kimmunicator into the bag as well and moved over to her desk, where she started sweeping papers and her laptop into a rucksack. "And you're gonna be here for that whole week."

"Sorry Kim, it's not like I can help it."

"I know, you have that whole junior chef thing." She finished stuffing things into her bags and turned back to her bestboyfriend. "I wish we could have spent more time together."

"When you get back we'll have the whole of summer, don't sweat it."

She stepped in close for a hug, and he responded faster than normal. She smiled as she relaxed against him; he was finally starting to learn. "Don't fall for any cute Amazon chucks while I'm away, 'kay?"

He grinned, and then the smile turned mischievous, "Don't swoon over any synthodroids while you're down there, 'kay?"

"I promise."

Rufus popped up and saw the two teens kissing, then scampered up to hug Kim's cheek as well. Kim stroked the little mole rat and said, "Keep him in line for me, will ya?"

Rufus saluted, "Mmmmkay!"

"Kimmie-Cub!"

"I'm coming!" She squeezed her BBF once more, kissed him on the mouth and on the cheek, then hurried out of the door.

Ron followed her down, and waved the car off as it pulled away from the front door of Kim's half completed house. The builders had been on it for a week since the invasion, and with the occasional help of Global Justice and a certain ten year old super-genius, it was being built to withstand a lot more punishment. Wade had even included some added extras, making it a more suited house for a teen crime-fighter and her genius brothers to live.

Ron sighed and stuck his hands into his pockets, then strutted off down the street, whistling happily to himself, it was time for a guy week.

***

Newly released from a GJ medical facility, Drakken was still moving a little funny, and he was groaning a lot more than usual, even after the amount of torment his body had been through in the past. Shego was being delicate with him, helping him to get at least to his bed in the now fully de-pollinated base.

"Not my room Shego," He moaned at her, "To the laboratory!" He was already trying to muster some of his old flair, but as he tried to raise an arm, he winced and settled for a hunchbacked stumble to the room.

"Uh, Dr D?"

"I have things to do, scans to run, people to contact. In my absence, surely the other super-villains have been doing their thing, and I must reassert my position."

"What position is that exactly?" Shego followed him, still hovering close in case he collapsed again.

"That of ultimate evil genius!" He slid slowly into his chair and started typing slowly, "If I am to conquer the world, I must take advantage of our current popularity now!"

"I was thinking..."

Drakken whirled round in his chair, then immediately winced and curled up, "What were you thinking?" He wheezed.

"Maybe we should get out of the world-conquest business."

"WHAT!" He jumped to his feet, then collapsed forwards. She leapt forward and caught him before he hit the floor. Moving slowly, she knelt, with Dr D's head on her lap.

"I was just thinking, we've usually done quite well when it's been a smaller scheme, instead of the big takeover bids, and we know we can steal things better than most. Why don't we focus there?"

"You aren't suggesting we give up crime?"

"Not at all, just not world takeover crime."

"I will consider it."

"Good, now do you want to go to bed?"

"No, I want to stay here."

"Okay," She started to ease her legs out, but then he raised an arm and touched her neck.

"How about you stay here as well?"

"We could both move somewhere comfortable."

"I'm in pain Shego, just humour me, okay?"

She sighed, finished getting her legs out, then lay down next to him and poked his nose with her finger, "You're a very strange employer, you know that?"

***

Kim was just about to achieve victory in their second game of mental Strategories when Nana's retirement home hove into view. The Tweebs had won the first one, and now it was a fierce dash for the endgame.

"Kids, time to get out and say hello to Nana!"

"But dad, I'm just about to win!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Kids," James Possible's voice had taken on a warning tone, "No fighting when we're around Nana."

"We're not fighting!"

"And what exactly is Strategories?" Anne Possible asked as she stepped out of the car.

"It's only play fighting," Tim mumbled as he slid out, follow by Jim. Kim got out the other side, but when she turned to where her dad would normally be getting out, she was surprised to see he was still in the driver's seat, holding his phone.

"That's odd, got a message, why didn't I notice that?"

He opened it and listened for a few minutes, when his eyes suddenly widened and his jaw dropped.

"Kids," It was a tone they had never heard from him before. "Get back in the car."

They obeyed without questioning, more than a little scared by the way he sounded. Anne got in two and touched her husband's shoulder, "What is it dear?"

James pulled the car out and started to drive back the way they had come. "That was a call from the Retirement Home. Nana had a stroke. She's fine," He said quickly as everyone jumped and opened their mouths, "But there's no telling what sort of damage has been done."

"Is she going to be okay?" Jim suddenly sounded very young, and his brother reached over and grabbed his shoulder for a moment.

"I don't know Jim.

"But she's Nana; she's going to be okay."

"I don't know Tim."

They got the tone, and as the car accelerated, Anne reached over to get James' attention, "Dear, don't get in trouble now."

He brought the car back down to the speed limit, but his fingers tightened on the steering wheel. The car went uneasily silent, but in the back seat Kim had a sudden thought.

Ron.

***

Although there was nothing wrong with decapitating zombies in an endless wave of destruction and mayhem, Ron was starting to get bored after his fourth hour of it. Felix had been occupied by his new girlfriend for the afternoon, so Ron now found himself alone in his room, with only his naked mole rat for company.

The Ronnunicator beeped suddenly, and he dived for it, snatching it up and opening the text he had just been sent.

Ron, Nana had stroke. Get Sensei. I'll text back.

Nana's had a stroke! Ron was already out of bed, scrabbling for shoes and a new shirt, Why does Kim want me to get Sensei? How can I get hold of Sensei, I need to text her back. No, I'll go down there, she needs me now.

He sent another text back.

I'll come down, you need me. Why get Sensei?

Even as he was out of the door it pinged back.

Monkey Power can heal people. Get Sensei, heal Nana.

He stopped mid step. Oh, this is not good. I need to talk to Kim, but I need to talk to Sensei. Oh boy, why do I always have to have monkey powers when my girlfriend's grandma has a stroke?

AN:- Alrighty then, now let the hate mail commence.

This idea only hit me once I started writing, because I didn't really have any ideas for what was going to happen over the summer. I wanted to write it because so much of the college season would depend on the way characterisation over summer changed.

Kim and Ron are going to discuss what happened at the end of last episode (the argument about his powers) just a bit later. The idea I had in the last ep that MMP gave Ron the ability to heal himself started off this bud of an idea, which I will increase here. I'm sorry I gave Nana a stroke, but I thought it was believable. The original idea was for Rufus to get old and sick, but then I checked how long Naked Mole Rats live for, seriously, that thing would be with him til the day he died.

Also, and I really really really don't want sympathy for this, all of my grandparents are dead, two of them in the last year, so I kind of wanted a bit of catharsis over that, and using Nana seemed like the obvious step. I will, as you can imagine, be trying very hard not to overdo this, but I don't think the next few chapters are going to be much fun.