Disclaimer: Kim and her friends belong to Disney, but I don't know who Disney belongs to. The plot and Bast are mine.
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Chapter 14: Try-Outs and Monkey Ninjas
Administration Wing, Middleton High, Middleton City
Bast knocked on the door of vice principal Barkin's office. She waited a moment before she entered the room. To her surprise Mr. Barkin wasn't alone; Principal Singer was in the room as well.
She took a short glance around and wasn't surprised that the office was furnished spartanly, only a desk with two 'sinner' chairs and a file cabinet. The walls were decorated with pictures, showing Mr. Barkin at various military activities. The only thing slightly out of place was the picture she had already seen in Mrs. Singer's office, the one showing a young sergeant Barkin and a good looking hippie girl.
"Good morning, Ms. Singer, good morning Mr. Barkin." she said.
The addressed teacher turned around from the window, hands folded behind his back. "Morning, Stoppable." he greeted her in his usual harsh voice.
Bast closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and focused on the task ahead. The events of the day before flashed briefly through her mind.
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She had an intense talk with her mother yesterday evening about what had happened at P.E. class. Bast had given a rather livid account, and then had started to apologize, but she had been rather surprised when her mother agreed with her. Mr. Barkins behavior was wrong, no doubt, but Mom had made it clear that she expected Bast to at least respect the position of Mr. Barkin as vice principal, if she couldn't respect him as a person.
And Mrs. Stoppable had made clear that she knew of the difficulties Bast was having at school, but she had said nothing because Bast hadn't told her anything. "I know that you want to come through this alone, for you said nothing about it", Mom had said, "but I want you to know that Dad and I are here for you if you need us. You don't need to do this alone, honey, we'll help you if you let us help." The most surprising thing in this conversation had been mom's answer to Bast's question how she knew about her problems: "Why do children sometimes think their parents are thoughtless dopes too stupid to understand those they love?"
And right after that sentence she had sort of grounded her for two weeks. Training was allowed, but no Bueno Nacho or other fun activities. Which of course included her sleepover at Monique's; she still had to break this news to the ebon skinned beauty.
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Seeing that she had Mr. Barkin's undivided attention Bast started. "Sir, I am very sorry about the things I said to you yesterday. I shouldn't have talked to you in that way and I sincerely apologize for my behavior."
"I see that you can take responsibility for your actions, Stoppable." Mr. Barkin said, straightening his already impressive shoulders.
"However, I must say that I am not thrilled by the way you are treating me!" she said in a calm, yet strong voice. "I have done nothing but try to fit in since my first day here. But no more! I am what I am and if my fellow students don't want to know me because of it it's their loss, not mine. The same counts for my teachers as well."
Bast knew that she was taking a risk here, Mr. Barkin could easily blow up on her again for her challenge, for she knew he had to take it as a personal offend. But her cat side wouldn't let her back down anymore.
"Well, Stoppable, I gave this matter a bit of thought as well." Mr. Barkin gave the principal an annoyed side-glance. Mr. Singer was clearly trying to keep a grin from her face. "There may be the possibility that I may have treated you a tad different to other students. But I can assure you, and I expect you to relate this to your mother as well, that, if something like that has indeed occurred, it will not happen again. And you'll still be serving detention, but I'll drop the extra homework and the paper."
Bast nodded. 'Wow, he must really have forced himself to say that.' "Thank you, Sir."
"Is there anything else?"
"No, Sir."
"You're dismissed, Stoppable." Mr. Barkin said, nodding towards the door.
Bast flashed him a dazzling smile, turned on the spot and left the office.
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"She has a beautiful smile." Samantha, Mrs. Singer, said walking over to Mr. Barkin. He shrugged, uncomfortable with these touchy-feely matters. "Now, was that so hard? Being a tad nice to her?"
"I'm not going soft." James grumbled. "But her mother was right, I let my prejudices get in the way. That's unprofessional."
Samantha sighted. They had a fight yesterday about the matter and it had taken a great amount of persuasion to get him to admit that he was indeed not completely over the "Gill incident". She laid her arms around him.
"Now, what are you up to?" he asked curiously.
"I'm about to violate the school's PDA policy." Samantha grinned and planted a big smooch on her man.
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The cat girl sat on the bleachers in the swim hall, waiting for the try-outs for the new swim team to begin. Below Bast sat the entire cheer squad, Bonnie had dragged them over from the gym to watch her latest crush perform. As usual she was surrounded by her flunkies, but Tara sat more on the side with Kim and Monique. Bast knew that Kim was in an awful mood, because of Bonnie's antics she had to postpone the training and the cheer squad try-outs.
Now Bast waited for Ron to show up, while Rufus kept her company. The little guy had denied accompanying Kim; instead he had climbed up on her shoulder and happily cuddled her neck.
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Kim, Tara and Monique sat together, quietly talking with Wade on the Kimmunicator. On Kim's request he had written a simple animation program, which allowed Kim to see the routine she had given out for the try-outs. Now, while Wade checked the performance of the program Kim and Tara discussed the individual figures and how to access them. Monique didn't understand half of the things they were saying; instead she passed the time by occasionally stealing glances at Bast.
Suddenly voices and laughter filled the hall, a group of ten to fifteen boys strolled out of the locker rooms into the hall, where coach Martin was already awaiting them. Bonnie and her girls called out for one boy or another, earning waves from their crush of choice.
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Kim was fast getting annoyed by this, in her opinion none of this so called hotties could compare to her boy friend. Well, boyfriend to be, at least if Ron ever survived their crappy time apart, there were moments Kim was about to get medieval on him for not listening to her, especially when she saw him being with Bast.
Kim not only had natural red hair, but she also got the literally temper one always ties with that color. Out there in the world and in several high security prisons were a couple of big-league villains who would fiercely agree to this, if anybody would ask them.
On the other hand Kim was really moved about Ron standing up for somebody he was so fond of. Of course she could never tell him, at least not as long she was giving him the ice-queen treatment. She truly hoped that Ron would come to his senses soon and they could get back together. She missed him.
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Kim was startled out of her thoughts by a purring shout of encouragement: "I'm crossing my fingers for you, bro, go and knock 'em dead!" followed by similar call in familiar rodent chatter. She looked up and followed Bast's look and saw Ron stepping out of the locker room.
Her mouth dropped. She hadn't known that he wanted to give the swim team a try, and she wasn't prepared for the sight in front of her.
That was not the slim boy she had known for so many years, it was a young man and a good looking one at that. He had just dowsed himself, how convenient of him, and in the golden September sunlight streaming in through the big windows he looked like a statue of an ancient Greek athlete come alive.
Kim looked him over, took in his appearance from top to bottom and back: the same messy blond hair, the cute face, the freckles, the ears and his goofy smile. His shoulders, broader than they used to be, well defined arms and chest, a slight six-pack and small hips, trained legs. And those swimming pants he was wearing were definitely working for him, too. He gave Bast a wave and when he walked over to where the coach was standing Kim found herself staring at his firm behind.
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Monique and Tara both noticed the way Kim was starring at Ron and giggled.
"What's so funny?" asked Wade and Monique took the Kimmunicator from Kim's limp hands and filled the boy genius in. "I've got something that's totally fitting the situation!" he grinned.
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Kim was mesmerized by the sight of Ron, when suddenly music filled her head. It wasn't her kind of music, but it matched the moment perfectly.
…Nice smile looks to kill, straight talk sex appeal, one touch gives me chills, and we ain't even close yet…
…Roughneck all around, ain't been all over town, Show me how you get down, 'coz we ain't even close yet…
'He's walking with total confidence… and with a nice move to the hips… why didn't I see that before? Why didn't allow me to see that before?'
…Hot stuff head to toe, where you go no one knows, cute smile planted on, and we ain't even close yet…
…Solid as a rock, how many ways can you hit the spot, show me what you got, coz we ain't even close yet…
"Kim!"
…You got me feeling and you got me feeling weak, listen as I speak coz I'm careful as I creep…
…You got me going crazy and you know I can't sleep, not watching you move and you hypnotize me…
"KIM!"
…You got me trembling like 'ur little baby girl, you're so special you're like diamonds and pearls…
…You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl, you're my number one baby and you've come to rock my world…
"KIMBERLY ANNE!"
…Your dangerous, just scared of the way you move, so scandalous…
…Its all about the two of us, a one night stand just ain't enough…
"What!?!" Kim snapped at Monique, whipping her head around. Her best friend was grinning at her from ear to ear.
"You might want to stop staring and to switch off the music. You know, before Bonnie notices anything, pieces together what she's been missing and tries to ruin your relationship with Ron way before it started." Monique smiled. "You should really wait to deal with her when you actually have Ronshine in your life to drown her out."
Kim, beet red from being caught red-handed, gave her friends a nervous smile, and then quickly checked around if somebody else had caught her staring. "You won't tell, wont you…"
"Of course not." Tara said. "And just to be straight with you, I think you to would be great together!"
"And we'll have a talk about this later, Wade!" Kim snapped tweaked at her computer engineer, who had stopped the music and quickly waved her good bye.
Kim returned her attention to the try-outs and was a couple of minutes later surprised and very proud that her Ron scored a place on the new team.
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"She has done an outstanding performance, Bonnie. You've to admit it." Tara said.
Bonnie snorted. "Please, she's fifty percent cat. Cats always land on their feet, so it's "no big" that she landed on her paws after that fourth cartwheel."
"Bonnie, your being unfair. The last person who did that well in a try-out was Kim herself. Now she's head cheerleader." Tara said. But a second later she recognized her mistake, Bonnie narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"Well, well, well. And you know exactly where this glorious decision took us."
"Yes, I know. To the state finals." Tara said quietly, knowing that argument wouldn't score either.
"Look, Tara, old history isn't going to help with this decision." Kim said. The three of them were sitting on the bleachers in the gym, trying to come up with a decision which of the girls in the cheer squad try-out would score the open spot and which one was going onto the substitute's bench.
"Tara, I know that you count her among your friends. I seriously don't know why, she's a freak." Bonnie said, raising her hands in a stopping motion to prevent the blond from interrupting her. "But we have to think about the whole picture here. We'll never bring the others to agree to our decision, and even if we do, there are parents who are concerned about her being in school. The decision of letting her join the squad could easily be the end of it. And I don't let me get started about contests and jury members." She threw a vivid pose: "This is not a pet fare; these are the state finals, so please tell me what that cat is doing in your squad's uniform? Is she vaccinated?"
"You're being overly dramatic."
"She has a point there, Tara." Kim agreed. "We can't risk it. Maybe next year we can give it a try, when people are used to see her around."
"Kim, she's Ron's little sister." Tara said playing her last trump card.
"I know Tara, but we don't do nepotism here." Kim took a deep breath. "I say we take Lorain and put Hillary on the bank."
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The squad agreed to the choice of the board with two abstentions. Ron and Bast left a few minutes later, silently walking side by side. Ron occasionally looked at his sister. Her ears were sagging and her tail hung low. Kim had said nothing bad about Bast when she announced the final decision, but it was obvious to all students present that the board had passed her by for the second best girl.
"You know, you shouldn't let this bug you. You were way better than any other girls in the try outs." Ron said. "It's just that they want to win and they think that you would give them disadvantage in contests. They shouldn't think that, you're beautiful."
"Thanks, Ron." Bast said, not really taking his bait. They had slammed a door in her face and she knew it.
"We could take a detour and grab some snacks on the way home." Ron said with a smile. Rufus, poking his head out of Ron's pants, nodded in approval.
"I'm grounded, bro. I'm not allowed to go to Bueno Nacho."
"I'll make to go orders and we'll eat in the park. You'll be nowhere near the branch, so Mom has no reason to go ballistic."
Bast flashed him a smile. "I would like that!"
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To a casual observer it would seem the odd looking cat-human crossbred sitting alone on a bench in Middleton Park was mumbling and talking to herself.
But Bast wasn't talking to herself; she was sharing her thoughts and feelings about the try-outs with Afurida. The spirit, her guardian angel, never left her alone, always staying right beside her, her voice a comfortable whisper in Bast's thoughts.
"I should have seen it coming. Gosh, I knew it would happen and I still got my hopes high." sighted Bast.
"Yet you tried and gave your best effort. You might not have noticed, but Tara and Ron were very proud of your performance. And this girl, you know, Kim's friend, came in for a few minutes to watch you perform. She seemed to be very pleased with what she saw."
"Monique's been there?" Bast asked hopefully.
"Yes, she's been there. You're thinking about her a lot since yesterday." Afurida said with Bast knew was a big grin. She could feel that Afurida was pleased with her thinking of Monique and what she thought she might have seen in her eyes.
But suddenly Afurida's thought darkened, setting Bast on edge. "What's up?" she asked concerned.
"There is Mystical Monkey Master nearby, closing in on us."
"Must be Ron coming back from Bueno Nacho." Bast said.
"No, this feels different. More violent, darker, colder!" Afurida whispered in a harsh voice. "It feels evil."
Bast stood up from the bench, taking in her surroundings with her heightened senses. She heard muffled darting, the clanging of metal on metal, rustle from dry leaf being stepped upon. She sniffed the air, sorted out different flavours till she found was she was looking for. The smell of primates.
"It's Monkey Fist!" Bast hissed.
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Lord Montgomery Fiske, or Monkey Fisk, as he was known by his fellow villains and his many enemies, stared from his hiding place at the girl sitting on the bench across the small clearing. He knew that Drakken had used cat DNA to improve her, jet he hadn't seen her until know.
Monkey Fist had contacted several of his usual sources and to his greatest satisfaction had found his daughter to be alive and in Middleton, a place he could easily infiltrate and leave with the price he was about to conquer. Sensing that his trusted monkey ninjas were in place he prepared to start the assault, when the girl stood up from the bench and clearly took an alerted all around view.
Then she called out. "I know that you are there, Monkey Fist! Stop hiding and show your face!"
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There he was. Suddenly he stood between two trees, seemingly appearing out of thin air. Bast narrowed her eyes and took a good look; he was a tall, slender man with hairy hand and feet and a noble, serious face and dark, evil eyes. Just like the photos Ron had shown her.
"I see that your senses are indeed better than any humans." He took a few steps forward, folding his hands behind his back. "But I am rude, I should introduce myself properly … Greetings, Jessica, I am Lord Montgomery Fiske, your father."
Bast growled. "I don't know who Jessica is, but I'm Bast Stoppable."
Monkey Fisk frowned. "You're Jessica Fiske, my daughter." His frown deepened when Bast moved away from him. "You must not be afraid of me, I mean you no harm."
"I know who you are. Monkey Fisk, arch villain, rogue archaeologist and the guy who had his daughter mutated and robbed of her childhood!" Bast snarled, her fur bristling. "And the guy who left his daughter behind to die in a fire!"
"There was no way I could have gotten to you in time, the hall was ablaze and the impostor stood in my way. But I knew that he would save you if I showed no concern for you live." His face twisted into a smug smile. "And it worked, didn't it. The buffoon saved you, Jessica; he couldn't leave you behind even when it meant to help somebody who is destined to be his enemy. He really is brave. And stupid."
"Don't you dare call him that!" Bast's anger flared, rage flowed through her body.
"I call him whatever I want." Monkey Fist retorted angrily. "No come, we must leave this city behind and you have many things to learn. But very soon we'll return and the impostor will perish."
"No! I won't go anywhere with you. And I'll not fight by your side." The cat girl screamed outraged, taking a battle stand. "I'm not one of your monkey ninjas. You have no right to command me!"
"Stop being stubborn, child, don't dare me. When required I will use force to secure what is mine." Fiske snarled, his hand flexing towards the quarter staff he carried on his back
"Then call the shots, Monkey Man, because Bast Stoppable will not give in to an enemy of her brother without a fight!"
Confusion flashed across Monkey Fist's face before it darkened. "Get Her!"
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Ron was on his way back from Bueno Nacho with three paper bags, holding two grande sized naco combos and an extra big nacho portion for Rufus. He was chatting with Rufus when suddenly the Mystical Monkey Power inside him flared alive.
The blond stopped in his tracks. In Yamanochi he had gained a great amount of control about his powers and the force suddenly awaking without being called meant something was indeed wrong. He scanned his surroundings and pinpointed the direction where the force urged him to go.
Ron closed his eyes, forced his mind to calm and extended his senses. There was a strong feeling of corrupted power, evil and furious anger. "Monkey Fist!" He started to run.
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Kim was just opening the door of her house when the Kimmunicator gave its trademark beeping. She pulled the device from her pocket and opened the line. A nervous Wade appeared on the screen. "What's the sitch, Wade!"
"It's Monkey Fist, he's in Middleton Park!"
"What?" Kim exclaimed. "Why didn't we know earlier?"
"Don't know; he must have sneaked in. I have 24-7 surveillance of the city but I just found out. Kim, Ron's heading towards the park!"
"I'm on my way!" Kim said, closing the line. A few seconds later she was speeding down the neighborhood on her bike, all thoughts about ice-queen treating Ron forgotten. Her partner needed her and backup was on the way.
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Bast expected the monkey ninjas to attack, so it was no surprise they jumped at her from different sides. She dropped to the ground, letting the first two monkeys and the net they had between them pass by harmlessly. The monkeys sailed past and into a bush, neatly catching themselves and the plant in a helpless mess of tangled up net.
The cat girl came up and lunched herself into a roundhouse kick, sending two of the small primates sprawling. Bast aloud her momentum to carry her around, using the motion too land a spinning back fist on a third monkey who had tried to sneak up on her with a flying kick. With a panicked yelp the aerial ninja was swept from his kick and fell ungraceful down to the ground.
'Five down, seven to go.' Bast thought, while she watched the remaining animals slowly closing in on her. They circled her, chattering among them with unsure voices. When she saw their hesitation Bast smiled. She knew what made them nervous, she smelled like a predator. And, she assumed, a bit like Monkey Fist himself. The apes' instincts told them to run.
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Monkey Fist stared at his trusted ninjas. They never disobeyed him before, but now they hesitated. "I told you to get her!" he snarled. The ninjas remained rooted to the spot.
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Bast pounced. With an ear splitting, feral roar she attacked, scattering the ninjas before her. She smashed with her shoulder into an unprepared Monkey Fist, forcing him back and down. The cat girl unrolled behind him and came up in a fighting stance.
Monkey Fisk snapped up from the ground with a kippup, his face twisted with rage. "You dare to attack your father! It seems you need to learn obedience!"
He rushed in on Bast, throwing short, hart punches into her abdomen. She dodged, blocked and dodged again, not succeeding in avoiding all his punches, then moved in for an attack of her own. Her fast kick meet empty air, for Monkey Fist sidestepped and then brought her down with a foot swipe. Caught in the middle of her kick Bast hit the ground hard.
Monkey Fist stepped back and allowed the girl to stand up. "Well, you know how to take a punch." he observed when Bast shock off the effects of his hits and took up her battle stand. "It seems to me your stay at Yamanochi wasn't a total loss."
Bast growled at his words. "I'll show you that it wasn't a loss." She attacked. The cat girl threw some punches at his face, forcing his defenses up and followed with a strong punch to her father's midsection. But she didn't connect, in the quarter of the second she changed attack directions Monkey Fist gripped her wrist, forcing her hand to the side, making her miss.
He ripped her arm forward, bringing her out of balance and hit her two, three times hard in the face, before he pushed her back and executed a roundhouse kick to her face, followed by a kick to her chest that threw Bast back and down. The cat girl moaned and tasted blood. Her lip had been split.
"You're fast, Jessica, faster than any other fighter I have seen. But even your cat reflexes can not compare to the superior might of the Mystical Monkey Power. So give up and follow me home, kitten … not that you have a choice in this matter!" he added with a cruel smile.
"Don't listen to him, he's playing you!" Afurida whispered to Bast's rage clouded mind, but it was too late. With a roar Bast pounced again, ready to rip the smile from Monkey Fists smirking lips. But the simian man let himself drop onto his back and kicked her into the stomach, throwing her into a tree standing behind him. With a loud thump Bast went down unconscious.
"Well, well, well. Looks like I'll get my price after all." Monkey fist smiled, straitening his clothes. The next thing he knew was that he went down from a kick to the side of his face.
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Monkey Fist stood up, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. The kick had been powerful and well placed. When his sight cleared he saw familiar figure standing between him and his daughter. "You!"
"Yeah, it's me; the Ronster is in da house!" Ron smiled coldly.
"My business today is not with you, so leave while you still can."
"I'll not let you take my sister." Ron declared.
"You can't be serious. And what's with this brother/sister nonsense?" Monkey Fist asked with growing anger.
"My parents adopted Bast, with official papers and everything. You have no claim on her whatsoever. And if you want her you must go through me first."
The simian man paled. "You stole her from me. YOU STOLE MY DAUGHTER! You turned her against me! You'll pay for this!"
"You had it coming your way, dude. She's not a weapon or a thing to be bargained. You left her behind, no deal with it." Ron said and took a battle stand, while Monkey Fist unsheathed the staff from his back and whirled it around him to get a feel for its weight. For once the villain seemed to be to enraged to even mock his oponend.
Ron eyed the staff cautiously, since he was holding no weapon. He knew he could summon the Lotus Blade, but decided against it. He was holding this little surprise for a later time. But in Yamanochi he had learned to take on armed opponents, so this was no big. And monkey Fist was hopefully too much caught up in his rage to fight effectly.
"Monkey Ninjas, attack!" the English lord screamed hatefully and launched himself forward.
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Kim flew down the paths in Middleton Park, rapidly approaching the position of Ron, which was shown as a pulsing red dot on the screen of her Kimmunicator.
She flew around a group of trees and arrived at the scene. Ron and Monkey Fist were fighting, no holds barreled, and to her astonishment Ron was holding his ground against the staff armed villain. And she had to confess to herself that he was not only a good fighter, but was looking ferociously good doing it. After a second she finally could tear her gaze away from Ron and noticed Bast on the ground, unmoving, and several Monkey Ninjas trying o sneak up on him. On the side Rufus was battling three of the black clad primates on his own.
Kim tossed her bike aside and jumped right into the fray. "I've got your back, Ron!"
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Ron smiled as he heard the familiar voice of his trusted partner calling out from him. Then there was a gust of wind and he heard several small bodies hitting the ground. He smiled at Monkey Fist, while he hold the quarter staff in an arm lock, refusing his enemy to yank the weapon free. "I suggest you should give up."
Monkey Fist snarled at Ron's word, trying to get his weapon out of the impostors hold. One again his attempt was useless. Suddenly sirens could be heard in the distance, rapidly coming closer.
Reluctantly Monkey Fist backed away from his opponent with a cruel smile. "A wise man once said: He, who knows when to run away, will live to fight another day. So I'll leave for know, but this is not over. This matter is far from settled." He threw something on the ground and vanished in a cloud of smoke. His voice remained behind for a moment, drifting eerily across the clearing. "Beware, impostor, this time it's personal. I will stop at nothing to get my daughter back. Watch out for those you love!"
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Office Hubble turned and walked away from Kim and Ron, leaving Team Possible alone. They had made their statements about the incidents and now they were waiting for Bast. The cat girl sat on the bench, wearing an expression of furious anger on her beautiful face. The young officer charged with caring to her light wounds, mostly scratches from hitting the tree, and her split lip, was clearly frightened by her and applied as much gentleness as he could muster to his patient. Rufus was with her, trying to calm her down.
After a few moments of uneasy silence Kim and Ron's eyes met. "Pretty impressive how you held yourself against Monkey Fist." she said honestly.
"Yeah, thanks." he answered uneasily scratching the back of his head. "I took some lessons in Japan. You know, I wanted to be a better partner. More reliable, not a burden."
"Ron, you never were a burden." He eyed her suspiciously. "Ok, sometimes you do come in the way but when it matters your always there. I couldn't save the world without you."
"So we are still partners, right?" the blond asked hopefully.
"Of course we are." Kim answered and hugged Ron reassuringly. After a few seconds she released him, for she had been attempted to kiss him. And that would be very inappropriate right now, desirable, yes, but awkward given the fact that they just had their longest conversation for the last weeks.
Ron on the other hand wished the embrace never to end for it felt good and right, but was shocked of himself when he found himself revel in the scent of Kim's hair. Strawberry. He liked Strawberry a lot. Reluctantly he let her go.
The silence returned. Ron cleared his throat. "I have to take Bast home. Mom will have a fit when she hears that Bast refused to go to the hospital."
"Ron, I know this is not the best situation to say this, but this sitch shows that she's a danger to you and your parents." Seeing his eyes narrow she quickly continued. "Monkey Fist threatened your family; none of our enemies has done that before."
"Kim, she's part of my family now. Please don't let us get started again. And please, don't tell her about it. Bast has enough problems, Monkey Fist is mine."
"No Ron, it is our problem. We're a team, right?" Kim asked concerned.
"Of course." He started to walk away, but turned around again. "I have plans tonight, but maybe Sunday morning you could come over for brunch. You and Bast could start to get to know each other better."
"I'll come over. I miss your cooking skills." Kim said with a warm smile. 'But I miss spending time with you even more'
"See you then!" Ron waved her a good bye and went to the bench, rescuing the young police officer from the murderous glares Bast was giving him for leaving iodine stains on her fur.
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"He played me big time." Bast fumed, while she paced across the dream oasis. "I totally lost it and he beat me."
"Indeed he did." Afurida agreed.
"You're not helping!" Bast muttered and glared daggers at the young Egyptian woman.
"Bast, you let your rage and anger control you, instead of taking command of your passion." Afurida walked over and gently forced Bast to stop mooching around. "But I'm proud of the way you used your cat side to scare away the monkeys."
"That lion's roar was pretty good, wasn't it?" Bast asked with a small smile.
"Yes, it was. But know we have to leave this behind. We have to continue with our training." Afurida summoned two swords and handed one to Bast. "Now, let's see how you're doing in armed combat."
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Author's Note: The lyrics in this chapter are taken from "Scandalous" from Mis-Teeq. All rights are with her and her guys.