Disclaimer. I do not own any characters from the Kim Possible franchise, they remain the sole property of Disney. The OC's Agent Baker and Drake Synthodrone #902 are my own creations, if you want to use them for a story then PM me and I'll get back to ya.
-Chapter X-
Party Crasher's
Global Justice Headquarter's - 2 Day's ago
"There's still abnormal readings in its positronic brain," A technician said, monitoring a console while Dr. Bortel carefully used delicate instruments to make precision repairs in SK's open braincase.
"Must be residual energy from her fight with Shego, so we'll have to proceed carefully," Bortel sighed. "I can only hope there's no impairment in her higher functions. Also, I must ask that you refer to 903 as 'her' and not 'it.'"
"Sorry sir."
Getting back to work, the young technician continued running the diagnostics while Ron watched from the nearby viewing window. It was hard to see just how much of a machine SK really was, with cables snaking into her positronic braincase; even more so as she was the spitting image of the woman he loved.
"Stoppable, can I have a word with you?" Director asked, a grave expression on her face.
"Uh...yeah, what is it? Is it about Kim?" Ron said.
"No, it's about the synthodrone."
Director took a deep breath, before delivering some very bad news.
"I just received a communique from my superiors," Director said. "Once the mission is over, depending she returns in one piece, I am to hand over Synthodrone 903 over to the United States Military."
"WHAT!? ARE YOU CRAZY! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"
"Ronald, you must understand. 903 is a machine created from stolen technology, one that has AI that has achieved self-awareness. She wasn't born, just manufactured. So by law she has no human rights whatsoever."
Director sighed as she leant against the viewing window, her eye focused on SK. Ron could see it was hard enough on Director than it was on him.
"Stoppable, if our nations enemies get their hands on her then we could be looking at the next most devastating weapon since the atomic bomb. A army of Synthodrones can be easily manufactured in a short amount of time, their numbers easily replacable. Imagine our soldier's fighting a army of Kim Possible's; we just wouldn't stand a chance."
"But you're the head honcho of GJ, you must be able to do something!"
"I wish I could but I cannot allow the security of this nation to be jeopardized. I have to either turn 903 over our military or face the alternative."
Ron gulped, dreading what the alternative was but he had a sickening feeling that he knew what it was. Still he had to ask.
"Wh-what's the alternative?"
"If 903 refuses to be turned over, then you are authorized to use the kill switch to terminate her without hesitation."
-RS & KP-
Go City
Ron was woken out of his dream by the jostling of the craft, SK taking notice that her partner was awake.
"Sorry Ron, did I wake you?" SK said, as the blond teen rubbed his eyes.
"It's alright, I caught enough Z's already," Ron yawned, his gazed focused on the steadily growing cityscape. "Woah, Go City looks so cool this high up."
"I know, the view is totally amazing," SK said, adjusting the flight controls. "When this mission is over, I gotta get myself my own jet. Hey, I reckon when we rescue Kim, she could learn to get a pilot's license. I have a feeling she'll like that."
"She sure would," Ron sighed, knowing exactly what SK's fate might entail. The synthodrone noticed the solemn expression on her partner's face, guessing he must really be missing Kim.
"Ron, you okay? Something on your mind?"
"Uh, yeah, I...er...I just can't stop thinking about Kim, that's all," Ron lied, hoping SK would buy it.
"Ron, we'll find her," SK said, a gentle reassuring smile on her face. "I promise you that."
As they made their approach to Go City, they were unaware of the arrival of The Green Lady. Inside the craft, Drake punched in a few commands on the flight computer, searching for a place to land. While focused on his descent, Drake was unaware of a figure creeping up behind him from the shadows and peering over his shoulder to look at the flight controls with interest.
"Ah, so we're landing, huh?"
"YAAARRRGGGH, WHAT THE...!"
Yanking on the controls in surprise, the engines whined with protest as the craft suddenly made a rapid descent, warning beeps filling the cockpit. Drake just about managed to pull up in time to avoid a fiery crash landing, breathing a sigh of relief and turning to face the last idiot in the world he wanted to see behind him getting up from the floor with a sheepish grin on his face.
"Er...hi."
"LUCRE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
"Uh...well Drakken told me to do a surprise inspection in the cargo holds before you left for your mission but as soon as I got on board the doors just slammed shut behind me," Lucre explained, feeling a little nervous to what the very annoyed synthodrone would do to him. "And I didn't want to bother you so I just took a nap until we landed."
Grumbling under his breath, Drake knew that Drakken must have tricked them both to get Lucre out of his hair.
'Note to self,' Drake thought. 'Have a few choice words with Dr. D when I get back!'
"Urgh, look just stay out of my way until we get back to L.A, alright?" Drake said as he begun his approach to a secure landing zone.
Twenty miles away from the big city however was a third craft, bearing the insignia for WWEE and piloted by another synthodrone. It wasn't long after which Eric was ressurected that Gemini gave him a very important mission; which was to thwart Dr. Drakken's latest world domination scheme while help Gemini with his own plan. Considering the humiliating defeat from fighting Team Possible, he was more than willing to give whatever knowledge he had on Drakken to Gemini in exchange for a chance to get payback. To get him up to date, Eric was briefed on the current developments in the world; Kim's capture by Dr. Drakken, the Kim synthodrone partnered with Ron and another synthodrone teamed up with Shego which Eric figured was his 'replacement'.
His mission from Gemini was to prevent Drakken's new synthodrone from completing his mission, in the hopes of slowing down his progress for world domination enough for Gemini to strike first with his own Diablo army. Although his engineers were working on modifying the Diablo machines, the Diablo's still needed the activation signal to power up the hepheastus technology within them, without it they would be nothing more than kids toys. Despite a huge weakness, Gemini explained that the signal tower would be well protected from any attack as they modified one of their own transmitter towers on his new mobile lair, the one which Eric left not too long ago.
Now Eric was flying en-route to Go City, with a small squad of trained WWEE agents under his command. The synthodrone was dressed in a new black combat uniform, with the chest, arms and legs padded with kevlar for added protection. He learned his lesson from his last encounter with the two teen heroes; especially that naked mole rat. He hoped to encounter the rodent again as he was itching for some payback.
-RS & KP-
Legion Technologies, L.A.
Kim hadn't been asleep for long, just a few hours which was long enough to give her a very bad case of 'bed hair'. Flattening it down with her hands, Kim got up and rubbed her eyes, still damp from when she cried. Sitting upright in her bed, she still felt like an idiot for being duped into dating a synthodrone. All those times she hung out with Eric at the movies, the park and walking home with him, it made her feel that he was the one for her and even considered giving up crime fighting to focus on their relationship.
Forming a tight fist with one hand, Kim ferociously punched one of the pillows on her bed, imagining it was Eric's face. Getting up, she went over to the window and looked out at the cityscape of L.A. before her, trying hard to not focus on how she felt. Right now she wanted to eat an entire tub of ice-cream and watch several dozen chick flicks, though she would like nothing more than to clock a bad guy right in the jaw with something very heavy and solid. Heading over to the large plasma T.V. and switching it on, Kim surfed through the channels until she found a news broadcast, hoping to learn more about what was going on. Reports about Kim and Ann were still being broadcasted, GJ anouncing that Stoppable and a unknown agent whose identity remained classified were currently searching for them.
There was even a report about the Diablo incident, indicating how much damage was done worldwide and the arrests of several Bueno Nacho employees who turned out to be Drakken's henchmen.
'Man, I wish Ron were here,' Kim thought. 'I so need my best friend right now.'
She seemed to be thinking about Ron a lot more than before, probably because whenever he was with her Kim felt comfortable by having someone she trusted by her side. She hoped Ron was alright while searching for her and getting on well with his new partner, wishing it wasn't the smug Agent Du. If she was rescued by that arrogant creep she would probably hide in a cave for the rest of her life.
Picking up a couch cushion and hugging it to herself, Kim felt a little tired and started to drift off into a light sleep. It wasn't long that she started to dream that she was lost and alone, feelings of loneliness and the recent heartbreak from Eric's betrayal taking a firm hold of her. Suddenly those feelings were replaced by the soothing comfort of joy she felt when she heard Ron's voice in the distance, smiling when she saw him running closer to her, dressed as his usual Ronnish self. At that moment all she wanted was to embrace her oldest friend, running over to him and hugging him tightly, tears of relief flowing from her eyes. Yet something was different.
All the times she hugged Ron before she has never noticed the way his arms felt so safe and secure, feeling the beating of his heart through his chest and the way his hair smelt. Suddenly those things made her heart rate quicken, giving rise to something else that felt more pleasant which was at that point she woke abruptly, eyes wide in shock from the sickening realization of what just happened.
'Omigosh, omigosh, omigosh,' Kim thought frantically, getting up and pacing the room. 'I so did not think of my best friend like...like that!'
It took a while for her heart rate to return to normal but the blush in her cheeks took a whole lot longer, while pondering for the reasons for imagining Ron as 'more than just a friend.'
"Okay, think Kimmie," She said to herself, going through it logically. "It's probably just my way of dealing with Eric's betrayal. Like whenever Bonnie broke up with Brick, she always got a rebound boyfriend which is something I would so not do. Besides it would really crush Ron if he didn't feel the same about me and that could ruin our entire friendship!"
Letting out a sigh, Kim collapsed on her bed and stared up at the ceiling, thinking about how it was not just being Drakken's prisoner she had to worry about but something she cherished closely her whole life.
"Oh boy, I'm so in trouble," Kim groaned, picking up a pillow and burying her face in it.
-RS & KP-
Go City
When they arrived at the hotel where the suspected robbery was going to take place, the formal gala was taking place in one of the large ballrooms. They both went up to their room to change, which had a double bed and en-suite bathroom, the only room which GJ could rent for them on short notice. Inside the closet, they found what they were going to be wearing for the mission. SK used bathroom to change into her dress while Ron changed into his tuxedo in the bedrooom, Rufus putting on a smart black bow tie.
Hearing the door open behind them, they saw SK step out from the bathroom wearing a long flowing light blue dress and a brunette wig.
"Woah, SK," Ron gasped, his jaw dropping as low as humanly possible. "Y-You look...er...just...wow!"
"Thanks Ron," SK said, a soft smile on her lips. "You look pretty sharp yourself. Wait, your tie is done up wrong."
"Huh, my tie?" Ron said, looking into the mirror and noticing it looked a mess. "Aw man, I can never do these things!"
SK giggled as she went over to him and begun correcting his mistake, close enough to smell the colonge he was wearing. It was only when she finished that she realized how close they were, gazing deep into his eyes as he took in the scent of her perfume. Without realizing what she was doing, SK's hands moved over from Ron's tie to his shoulder's as she moved in on him, feeling Ron's hand move down to her waist as he pulled her closer.
'I know I shouldn't do this,' SK's reason said to her in her head. 'It's not fair on Kim. We're both not thinking clearly!'
'Just this once, SK,' Her other side told her. 'You know how much you enjoyed kissing him at the prom. You know this feels right.'
Closing their eyes, they nearly moved in for the kiss when SK's reason finally took hold of her, moving a hand to Ron's mouth to stop him.
"W-wait," SK whispered, a tremor in her voice. "I can't...well I mean I want to but...it's not fair on Kim. We...we have to keep our feelings in check
"Oh man, what was I thinking," Ron sighed, the realization of what nearly happened and the pain he must be causing SK. "I'm so sorry SK, I shouldn't have...er...well I mean I was about to kiss you as well and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and..."
"No, I'm sorry," SK interupted, patting his arm gently reassuringly. "I'm...I'm going down to the ballroom to scope it out, I'll meet you there, okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
As the door closed, Ron sighed again before collapsing backwards on the bed, Rufus hopping over to him and patting his hand to cheer his friend up. Smiling weakly, Ron picked up the small rodent and placed him in his jacket pocket, petting Rufus gently on the head.
"Thanks buddy, appreciate it," Ron said, deciding to try focus on something else than the awkweird and totally complicated relationship with SK. "Hey, maybe they have trays of assorted cheeses down there."
"Mmm, yum," Rufus squeaked, rubbing his stomach as he imagined rows upon rows of various cheeses.
Leaving the room they made their way down towards the lobby, a large set of double doors guarded by muscled men in dark suits leading to the main ballroom. Flashing them his invite, Ron continued on in and was taken aback by the magnificance of the ballroom. Over by the side was a large stage where various pieces of advanced looking technology in protected cases, kept under close guard by more security officers. Scanning the crowd, Ron tried to find SK but what made it more difficult to find her was the fact that everyone was wearing fancy masks, something that GJ forgot to mention. While Ron was searching the crowd, two other figures were dressed smartly for the occassion, waiting for their backup.
"Man, would'ja look at that!" Lucre said, smoothing down his black bow tie. "Talk about classy!"
"Look just don't cause any trouble...well not yet," Drake sighed, as he searched the crowd. "Keep an eye out for Killigan and see if you can find yourself a mask, we gotta keep a low profile!"
"Got'cha, keeping a low profile," Lucre said, before heading over to the freshments table. "Ooh, shrimp!"
"I swear I'm gonna hurt Drakken when I get back," Drake muttered under his breath, before spotting a simple yet elegant black mask lying un-noticed on a table. "Meh, good enough."
Moving over to the table and swiping the mask, Drake quickly put it on before mingling with the guests. He didn't notice the disguised SK walking past him, making her way over to Ron with two masks in hand.
"Here Ron," SK said, handing him a red mask while she placed on a light blue one that matched her dress. "I managed to borrow a few spares off one of the guests, so we'll fit in more easily. Now we better...wait a sec...Ron, look!"
Turning around, Ron noticed that SK was gesturing to one of the waiter's with a strong muscular build they knew all too well, moving closer to him.
"Hego?" Ron said, nearly making Hego drop a tray in fright.
"Shh! Don't use my secret identity in public!" Hego hissed, his eyes darting back and forth to make sure his secret was safe.
"What are you doing here?" SK asked, wondering if the other Team Go member's were nearby.
"You must be the Synthodrone of Possible, its great to meet you. As for why I'm here, GJ sent us a message that you two might need some backup on this, so we came in disguise as waiter's," Hego said with a smile. "Mego and the Wego's are around too..."
"Excuse me," Another waiter said, approaching Hego. "No talking to the guests and we need more shrimp put out, some wise guy already ate an entire platter."
"Yes sir, you can count on me," Hego said, with a cheerful salute before smiling at SK and Ron. "Well, duty calls."
As Hego marched off towards the kitchens with a brisk stride, the other waiter sighed before moving on with his duties. More guests started to arrive by the minute and it started to get increasingly difficult for SK and Ron to spot anyone suspicious.
"Man, this is gonna be hard," Ron said, his eyes darting from guest to guest. "Any ideas SK?"
"Well, we could split up and each cover one side of the ballroom," SK suggested. "But try to mingle with others as well, we have to keep a low profile."
"Yeah, I'm not so good at mingling at parties," Ron said, in a matter of fact tone. "I'm always seated at the kids table."
"And I wonder why that happens," SK joked, a sly smirk on her lips. "I'll be on the other side, find me or any Team Go members if you run into trouble, okay?"
"Got it."
Quickly going their seperate ways, the two heroes kept an eye out for trouble while monitoring the guests. So far they saw no one suspicious but dozens of high profile scientists and well known celebrities hoping to get publicity just by going to the event. SK greeted a few scientists and made small talk, while scanning the room. Everything was going well until the hired orchestra began to play and a quite a few people made their way onto the dance floor.
'Okay, gotta find a dance partner,' SK thought, wondering where Ron was only to accidentally bump into a young man and nearly spill his drink.
"Oh, I am so sorry!" SK gasped, silently cursing herself for being careless. "Did you get any of your drink on you?"
"Nah, my suit is still dry as this drink," The man joked, putting his glass down on a nearby table. "No harm done though."
"I should have paid attention to where I was going. My mind was kinda...somewhere else."
"I know how you feel, listening to some guy talk about partical accelerators and quantum fusion is hardly my idea of a fun time," The man said, glancing around the ballroom. "You..uh...came here without a dance partner?"
"Uh...well I...er," SK stammered, trying to look for Ron when reason told her that it would be a bad idea to dance with Ron with all things considering, besides what was the harm in dancing with him? "Yeah...I'm came alone. You?"
"A friend of mine is pigging out at the buffet table but...weeell, he's not exactly dance partner material. So, care to join me?"
"S-Sure," SK said, as the man took her hand and lead her onto the dance floor, pretending to enjoy herself while surveilling the room. She caught sight of Ron, who must have been dragged onto the dance floor by his partner, a snobby looking blond girl who was clearly spoilt. SK could have sworn she recognized the woman from Kim's own memories to back when she read fashion and gossip magazine's, until the name Camille Leone came to mind. Ron caught sight of SK and for a brief second looked a little crushed seeing her dance with someone else, the synthodrone feeling terrible for hurting him. The dance went on for thirty minutes until it was interrupted by a loud crash, the windows shattering as a large wolf like creature wearing Egytian style clothing landed heavily on a table.
'Oh boy, here we go,' SK thought, as guests screamed in panic while Duff Killigan arrived, hitting a few gas grenade golf balls into the crowd.
"Okay, no body move!" Duff yelled, chuckling evily. "If ye jus' kindly hand over th' Centurion Project, I'll be on mah merry way."
"Urgh, couldn't you have waited another hour Duff?" SK's dance partner said, rolling his eyes. "I kind'a was having a fun time here."
'Wait, I reckonize that voice! Oh man, please don't tell me I danced with...,' SK began to think, only to see her dance partner remove his mask and provoke a yell from Ron in the crowd.
"DRAKE?! OH MAN, I CAN'T BELIEVED YOU DANCED WITH SK!" Ron yelled, stepping out from the crowd.
"SK? What are you...," Drake began to say, only to look at his disguised dance partner and burst out laughing in realization. "Oh...oh man, now...that...is...priceless! Shego is gonna love to hear this!"
"Gah! First Eric and now you!" SK huffed, crossing her arms. "How many more of Drakken's creations do I have to get duped by?!"
"Don't blame me, I didn't recognise you with that wig on," Drake smirked, checking out SK's disguise. "Y'know, you kind'a look cute as a brunette."
"Look, enough talk!" Jackie growled, stomping over to them. "We came here for the Centurion Project, now just grab it so we can get out of here!"
Going over to the stage, Duff used a specially designed club to shatter the casing of the Centurion Project and pick it up, chuckling as he performed the robbery.
"Ha, come to papa," He laughed, as he was going to put it in his golf bag. Before he could do so, more windows shattered and provoked more screams of terror when several WWEE agents descended from ropes and armed plasma staves. During the commotion a black masked figure leaped over Killigan, snatching the Centurion Project from his hand and landing in the middle of the dance floor.
"I'll take that," The figure said, unfazed by Killigan's angry outburst.
"HEY, THA'S MAH STOLEN TECHNOLOGY! GO FIN' YER OWN!"
"Relax Duff, I'll take of this idio...," Drake began to say, only to recognise the other thief when he took off his mask. "What the...? Eric?"
"ERIC?!" Ron and SK said in unison, stunned at the return of Kim's Synthodrone ex-boyfriend. "YOU'RE ALIVE?!"
"Stoppable!" Eric snarled, glaring at him and Rufus. "I was hoping to see you and that little freak of yours again!"
"Oh yeah," Ron laughed weakly, remembering how Eric met his demise. "Still mad about that?"
"You bet!" Eric growled, turning his attention to SK. "And...wait a sec? Kim?"
"I'm not Kim," SK sighed. "I'm another Synthodrone that Drakken made."
"Another Synthodrone? Why side with Stoppable?"
"It's a long story, one I don't have all day to tell!" Drake interrupted, stepping towards Eric. "Look, will you guy's just zip it?! I'm supposed to get that for Drakkken, so hand it over!"
"And who exactly are you?"
"Drake Synthodrone #902," Drake said, glaring at Eric.
"#902? Uh, why didn't I see you during Dr D's Diablo plan?"
"Well, Dr D had to sort my programming out first before activating me."
"Ah I see, he got desperate enough to pull out a dud project to do his dirty work," Eric said sarcastically.
"A dud project?! Ha, look who's talking! At least I didn't get my butt whooped by a small naked mole rat!"
Seeing the twitch of rage in Eric's eye, Drake knew he hit a sore spot and decided further mockery was in order.
"By the way, I saw the security footage of you getting destroyed," Drake joked. "That must've bite."
"Hey, shut up!"
"I bet when you were brought back, you were feeling pretty rat-tled by the experience."
The chuckle from Drake irritated Eric but hearing Ron and Rufus starting to snort with contained laughter infuriated him.
"Dude, if you make one more joke about it, I swear I'll..."
"Okay, I'll won't make another joke about it," Drake laughed, a huge smirk on his face. "Seriously, I rodent dream of it."
"ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Eric yelled, dropping the Centurion Project and tackling Drake to the ground. "YOU'RE GOING DOWN!"
"ACK, QUICK!" Killigan yelled. "GRAB TH' CENTURION PROJECT!"
Both Jackie and the group of WWEE agent's made a mad dash for it, closing in on it when Rufus raced forwards and grabbed it by his teeth, darting into the crowd and causing the villains to collide with each other. Eric and Drake were still pre-occupied by fighting with each other, trading punches and kicks, along with the occasional insult.
Rufus nearly made it to Ron's side when someone suddenly picked him up off the floor, gasping when he saw Frugal Lucre smiling and taking the Centurion Project out of his mouth.
"I'll take that," Lucre laughed, only for the little victory to be short lived when a larger figure behind him grabbed the technology from his hand.
"And I'll take that!" Hego said, now dressed in his hero uniform. "Now drop my little buddy mister, right now!"
Dropping Rufus to the floor, Lucre was about to surrender when Eric when flying backwards into Hego from a powerful kick to the stomach by Drake, knocking them both to the ground while the Centurion Project flew up into the air.
"Ron, grab it!" SK yelled, as she defended a group of party guests from WWEE agent's.
"Got it!" Ron yelled, running to intercept it. It didn't go according to plan and before he knew what happened his legs came into contact with someone else's, tripping up and slamming into the ground.
"Not so fast loser!" Eric snarled, picking Ron up by his collar and slamming his fist into his stomach. "Time for some payba..."
Without warning, Eric was swarmed by a large group of duplicated Wego's, dog piling him to buy Ron some time to escape.
"Thanks guy's!" Ron said, getting a chorus of 'You're welcome' in return. Searching through the chaos for the Centurion Project, Ron saw the small bracelet lying on the ground and resumed running towards it. He was nearly in reach when a small golf ball landed at his feet, exploding with a powerful flash of light and momentarily blinding him. Blinking to clear his vision, he managed to make out Duff running away with the stolen item in his hand.
'Oh man, not good, not good!' Ron thought, trying to chase down Duff through the crowd. He avoided several of the guest and a fight between Mego and two WWEE agent's, closing in on Killigan. Leaping forwards, Ron tackled the larger man to the ground and grabbed the project from his hand, only to get punched hard in the back of the head for not paying attention to his surroundings.
"Okay, this has gone on long enough!" Drake muttered, pocketing the Centurion Project and pulling out a remote control. With the click of a button, the roof of the ballroom was ripped off by the powerful tractor beam and tossed aside, descending into the chaotic battle and lowering the boarding ramp.
"QUICK, STOP THEM!" Eric roared, throwing the group of Wego's off him. "DON'T LET THEM GET AWAY!"
"So long sucker's!" Drake laughed, boarding The Green Lady. Duff, Jackie and Lucre managed to get on board just in time before the boarding ramp closed and the craft made a rapid ascent, blasting off into the sky. Snarling with rage, Eric recalled the WWEE tranport carrier with a wrist mounted remote and boarded, leaving the remaining WWEE agent's behind and setting off on a pursuit course. It didn't take long for SK and Team Go to take care of the rest of the bad guy's before helping Ron regain conciousness.
"Urgh, man," Ron groaned, rubbing the back of his head while his vision came into focus, seeing the dejected expression on SK's face told him the mission was a failure. "Drake got the Centurion Project, didn't he?"
"Sure did," SK sighed, helping him up. "You okay, Ron?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. But now Eric is back and working for Gemini and Drakken has more bad guy's on his side! How are we supposed to stop this?!"
"I don't know," SK said, as she went over the situation in her head. "But we'll find a way to win. We always do."
"You're right SK, we always win in the end. Hey, where's Rufus?"
"Over here," Hego said solemnly, carrying something small in his arms. "But I'm afraid he was hurt in the battle."
"Oh no, RUFUS!" Ron cried, rushing over to his companion and seeing his buddy cradling his arm, whimpering in pain. "We gotta get him to a vet!"
-RS & KP-
Leaving Go City
As The Green Lady rocketed across the sky, everyone was celebrating their victory except for Drake, focused solely on piloting the craft but the racket was getting on his nerves. Drake had no idea how Lucre managed to create makeshift party hats for everyone and just about avoided having one put on his head.
"Lucre, seriously, if you put that thing on my head I swear I will toss you out without a parachute!" Drake said through clenched teeth, feeling very tense. "Beside's we got that WWEE craft on an intercept course and it won't be long before Team Possible gives chase too!"
"Ah, I would'nt worry abou' them laddie," Duff chuckled, glancing back at Go City. "Y'see, before we arrived at Go City we had to pick up something for tha' fella Chester. He's goin' to give Go City one bonnie distraction, tha's fo' sure!"
SC90's Chapter Follow Up
Guess who's back reader's! After a long hiatus, I have returned to the joys of writing fanfiction that so many other reader's enjoy. Well first off all a huge thanks to AK1028, Anthony1, CajunBear73, DCMysteryGirl, Decimater41, ErichCryter, GhostWriter267, Jaxxon, Jimmy1201, JP1124, KPtwistepghost, KPkaila4EVER, Magic Flying Spud, MrAndersIversen, NeoTyson, RangerMarcusCole, Renting, RonAndKim, RomanianPrincess, Sentinel103, Shadow02700, SheenaFox, Stephy-Lou Clark-Weasley, The Paranoid, TNI, Welshboy1994, cool825, iKill513, ilovepuppies125, digifreak15, lelcar, levi2000a1, mineo15, temporaryinsanity91, Taechunsa, zzzoo99 for reading, reviewing and faving. If I missed anyone then I am so sorry but hey you guy's still rock. I'll be getting the chapter's for the other stories I am currently writing ready and hopefully will be releasing the sequel to an older fanfic 'Mood Swings' which is set after the episode Emotion Sickness.
So until next time then! SC90
