Toontown 2007: Who Framed Ron Stoppable
By Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither Roger Rabbit and associated characters, Kim Possible and associated characters, or anything else I may put in here, except one Robbie Valiant.
The toon in the drivers seat, Zim, switched on the dip machine, and slowly the nozzle edged toward Robbie and Shego. Kim and Ron, up in the loft area, looked through the props in the boxes there. PanDam, auto-poofer, Super-Toilet, giant mallet, ghost catcher, Powerline cutout, Vinny's dynamite … Nothing too useful from this distance. Then, a blinking LED on a chip caught her eye. She picked up the chip. She recognized it from one of her early shows. "Tweebs," she whispered, "do you have a straw?" "Sure," Tim said, "here it is." She put the chip in the straw, and the straw in her mouth. She only had one shot at this. She aimed squarely at Ember's forehead, and blew. Ember never knew what hit her. Her face contorted into a forced smile.
"Robbie! Tell Ember what to do! That was a neuro-compliance chip!" Kim mouthed. Robbie understood perfectly.
"Ember! Tell your goons to lay off!" Robbie said.
"Yes, Robbie Valiant," Ember said cheerfully, her mind unable to resist any given order, "Stop, goons!"
Her accomplices did so, with a questioning look.
"Let us down," Robbie said.
"Yes, Robbie Valiant," Ember said, untying them from the hook.
"Now, Shego! Round up her goons," Robbie said.
"With pleasure," the jade warrior said. Within seconds, she had knocked out and tied up Ember's goons.
Ember stood, smiling idiotically, awaiting an order.
"Do you know where Eisner's will is?" Robbie asked her.
"Yes, it is right here," Ember said holding out her hand.
He opened the will.
"I, Michael Eisner, being of sound mind and body, leave the properties known as Toontown to its most upstanding citizen- Kimberly Anne Possible!" Robbie read. Kim swung over from the loft.
"I'm the heir to Toontown?" she said, shocked.
"There's more," Robbie said, and continued to read, "Furthermore, I leave the Walt Disney Animation Studios to John Lasseter, a creative individual I'd trust with my life. In addition, let it be known that my last request is that no Toon be forced against their will into the third dimension."
