Kim's Baby Blues
By Kim's #1 Fan
Well hello again, friends,
Well the battles over, and now begins the wrap up.
We have a few loose ends to clear up before we finish.
As always, a big thank you to my good friend,
Data Seeker.
Also, neither he nor I own Kim and Co., so please don't sue.
And now...
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Chapter 6 : Aftermath
Part 1 : No more Baby Blues
Kim and Yori drove up to the Possible Home.
Kim in her sloth, with Ron, Rufus, Baby Shego, and Mr Whiskers.
And Yori in her S.U.V., with the cheer squad, and Baby Drakken.
"Here we are." she told everyone.
The Cheer squad began getting out.
Kim helped baby Shego out of her car seat,
while Mr. Whiskers eyed her carefully, to make sure she didn't hurt her.
Meanwhile, Tara was helping baby Drakken out of his seat.
Kim, still holding a sulking baby Shego in her arms, and being followed by Mr. Whiskers, when she went over to the side of the car.
"Thanks for all the help Yori." she said sweetly.
Ron had just finished helping Hana out and looked up.
"Yeah," he interjected happily.
"Don't know what we would've done without you."
Hana laughed softly, holding Ron's hand.
"You sure you can't come in, for a cup of tea, or something?" asked Kim.
"Some other time Possible-san," explained Yori sadly,
"but truthfully, I must leave.
My plane back to Yamamochi school leaves in an hour, and I still have to return the Suv."
Tim and Jim were outside the car, and just looked at her.
"Yori," Tim cut in,
"It's called an S.U.-"
Kim quickly reached her hand over and covered his mouth, knowing that Yori would still not understand.
Tim frowned up at his older sister.
Yori eyed them puzzled.
Kim smiled at Yori's puzzlement.
"Have a nice trip Yori, and thanks for the save."
"As you would say, Possible-san,"
explained Yori from behind the wheel of the S.U.V.,
"It was no big."
Then she drove off, waving to everyone as she left.
"Well," Kelly told everyone,
"I got to get home, but first, I have to get my script."
Kelly ran inside.
"Me and my little sister, have to get home too." said Jennifer, throwing a smile at the short redhead.
Becca smiled at her older sister, and they waved to everyone, and walked off.
"Bye!" everyone present called after them.
"Bye guys." said Stacy, turning to leave.
They all waved as she left.
"Well," said Jessie,
"I've gotta go too."
She turned to Ron.
"Sometime next week," she began,
"can you and Rufus come to my house?"
"Sure," replied Ron,
"But why?" he asked puzzled.
"It's a surprise."
She looked down at the pocket containing Rufus, and said,
"Bye Rufus, it was great meeting you."
The little mole rat popped out of Ron's pocket, gave her a thumbs up, and pretended to blow her a kiss, as she turned and left.
Just then, Kelly came out of the house with her script.
"Bye you guys." she said over her back as she left, and then she ran off.
So soon, it was just, Tim, Jim, Kim, Ron, Hanna, Rufus, Bonnie, Tara, baby Drakken, and baby Shego.
"Kim," said Bonnie patiently,
"Can we go deal with my sisters now please?" asked Bonnie, with a pleading look on her face, and in her voice.
"Bonnie, wait till we're through with this baby sitch," Kim told Bonnie, looking down at Shego in her arms, and Drakken in Tara's.
"then, we'll go back to your place, discuss the idea with your mother, and go from there."
"Fine." said Bonnie reluctantly.
Then Kim turned to Ron and Tara,
"Now, Ron, Tara," she began,
"Go in the house, and find some nice baby clothes for Shego and Drakken. Tim, Jim, you help them."
"Got it." they both said simultaneously.
"Meanwhile," Continued Kim,
"I'll discuss this with the Rents."
"Right Kim," said Tara, reaching forward, and taking little Shego out of Kim's arms.
"And after I dress little miss green here," she said, throwing a glance at Shego's cute little face.
"I'll take my little brother home, and discuss my plans with my mom and dad."
"You think they'll let you keep him?" asked Ron curiously as they walked inside.
"I can only hope." she told him softly.
Hours Later...
Drakken and Shego were sitting in front of the T.V. Watching cartoons.
Little Shego wore a diaper.
Over it she wore a yellow sun dress, with little ducks on the pockets.
Her arms crossed her chest, a mad pout on her chubby face.
Drakken also wore a diaper, over his, he was dressed in a small one piece outfit.
(The same teddy bear outfit that Ron had worn the other night)
He was watching the show with interest, as if he didn't care about anything else.
Tara and Bonnie were keeping an eye on them.
Ron, Hanna and Rufus, had left earlier, to put Hanna to bed.
Soon Kim walked into the family room, with her mom and dad behind her.
"So," began her mother softly.
"That is Drew, and the other one is called Shego?" she asked, looking at the babies with blue and green skin on the floor.
"Yes mom." replied Kim.
"And you want us to adopt Shego, and make her your little sister?"
her mother asked.
"I know it's going to be hard mom," Kim conceded.
"but I think after a few years with our family, she'll forget her evil tendencies, and grow up normal."
Hearing what Kim said, baby Shego turned her head, and glowered up at her.
If the little red headed princess, thought she would ever become a good little girl,
she was going to be very disappointed.
Meanwhile, Kim's mother and father were silent for several moments.
"Sounds good Kimmie cub," her father conceded.
"But what about her green skin? And his blue skin?"
he asked looking at them both.
"What will our neighbors think?"
Baby Shego growled softly, angry at the words of Dr. Possible, but it came out a gurgle.
She frowned, aggravated at her condition.
Drakken didn't notice.
"Well hon," said her mother thinking, putting her finger on her chin.
"There are medications I've heard of, that could help change their skin color.
I could even run some tests."
"Well, that's fine with me." said Kim's father mildly.
"I hope you find something." said Tara.
Then she turned, picked up her little brother, and hugged him.
"Time to go, little brother."
Baby Drakken bawled unhappily in Tara's arms.
Baby Shego glared up at Drakken, finding him pathetic.
"Well," she continued, reaching for a bag of baby stuff, and carrying it and Drakken to the door.
"I'd better get home and introduce mom and dad to my little brother."
"One thing though Tara," asked Kim curiously.
"Is he going to keep his name Drew? Or are you going to give him a new name?"
"Well," she said, looking at him.
"If I have my way, his new names gonna be Mark."
"Bye Tara." said Tim, smiling up at her.
"Bye Tim." she said sweetly, smiling back at him.
"Well, come on little bro," she said carrying Drakken out the door.
"Lets get you home."
"Kim," said a very impatient Bonnie, in a tight voice.
"Can we please go back to my place, and deal with my sisters?"
Kim eyed Bonnie.
"You know Bonnie? I liked you better when you were a little sister." she told her.
Bonnie blushed slightly.
"Sorry," she apologized,
"Can we please go now?"
"Well," began Kim thoughtfully;
Then she turned to her mother.
"Mom, will you and dad be O.K. With Shego while I'm gone?"
"Yes dear," her mother told her teenage daughter.
Kim watched as her mother went over to Shego, picked her up,
and hugged the little green girl.
Shego's eyes widened in surprise;
an unfamiliar feeling rippling through her.
"Don't worry Andrea," Mrs. Possible told her new adopted daughter.
"Your going to be just fine."
"Andrea?" asked a confused Kim.
Bonnie's eyes narrowed in puzzlement too.
"Yes dear," replied her mother lovingly.
"I'm going to give this little angel, my name."
"Well, that's nice." Commented Kim, then she turned and left.
Miss Possible held the little green baby lovingly.
Shego/Andrea looked dazed;
Bewildered by her new name, and the fuzzy feelings she was experiencing as Miss Possible held her.
'She loves me.' she thought to herself, holding her new mothers neck.
Then she stopped in shock.
'What's happening to me?
What are these thoughts, and emotions?' she asked herself in horror; then it clicked.
'My mind is becoming babylike.
I don't want to be a baby!'
Baby Shego/Andrea sobbed loudly,
struggling in Miss Possible's arms.
"There now young lady," Miss Possible said calmingly, patting Shego/Andrea's back gently.
It seemed to relax her.
"Just relax, little one," she said lovingly,
"every thing's all right." she whispered kindly into the little girls ear.
Baby Shego/Andrea tried to fight it
clinging to her evil grown up self.
But it was so much easier just to fall into the warmth and comfort that was enveloping her.
She relaxed, and laid in her mother's arms.
Mrs. Possible went over to the couch and sat down, gently holding the baby in her arms.
She put her left hand on Shego/Andrea's head, and stroked her long black hair, and then carressed her cheek.
The little baby girl smiled in spite of herself at Mrs. Possible, her new mother.
"That's a good little girl." her mother said lovingly.
Shego/Andrea's cheek blushed, turning a darker shade of green, but, she allowed herself to be loved.
Suddenly, Mr. Whiskers jumped on the couch, and went over to Mrs Possible, and his old mistress.
"Oh Hello," Mrs. Possible said to the cat.
The cat went over to Shego/Andrea's face.
Shego/Andrea smiled, and reached for her cat's head, her fingers rubbing his fur.
Meanwhile, Kim came downstairs with the babyfier.
Bonnie was waiting.
"Alright Bonnie," said Kim, her eyes flashed with determination.
"Let's go talk to your mother and tell her our plan."
Bonnie smiled with enthusiasm.
As Kim and Bonnie left,
Mrs. Possible continued rocking little Andrea Possible in her arms,
while Mr Possible searched their attic, for the boys old crib, for his newest daughter.
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Hours later, at the Rockwaller home,
"And that's our plan." Kim finished explaining to Bonnie's mother.
"So can we do it mother, Please??" begged Bonnie, her face full of pleading.
Mrs. Rockwaller sat in her chair,
staring across the dinner table at Kim, and her brunette child with surprise, not saying anything.
"Do you disapprove Mrs. Rockwaller?" asked Kim carefully.
"It's strange," she confessed, removing her glasses, and rubbing her eyes.
"I never thought of my big girls becoming little again."
"Well," said Kim, with a smile,
"What you call strange, is pretty normal for me and my boyfriend.
But, I think this would definitely
teach them a lesson."
Mrs Rockwaller was silent for several moments, then she sighed.
"O.K. , your right Kim, it would probably do them some good.
Besides," she added with a smile,
"I miss my little girls.
You brought back some wonderful memories of my little Bonbon."
Bonnie blushed but smiled at her mother.
"One last thing," Kim told her earnestly.
"I suspect that when their kids, they will be spoiled brats, how will you deal with them?"
Mrs Rockwaller hesitated for a moment.
"Well," she began,
"I tell them to stop behaving like that."
"I mean no disrespect," said Kim carefully,
"but I don't think that will work.
At least not with them."
"What can I do then?" asked Mrs. Rockwaller frowning.
"I don't have any other methods."
Kim frowned.
'Which is probably why they grew up to be jerks.' she thought to herself.
But out loud she said,
"You could take away their T.V. Privileges, no desserts, only feeding them healthy foods, time outs, and spanking."
"you can't be serious," exclaimed Mrs. Rockwaller in shock.
"spanking is cruel."
"It may be painful, but I don't think it's cruel," Kim told her firmly.
"Maybe you didn't know this, but there is fat in that part of the body, that can keep a spanking from causing bruises and injuries like that.
And it just might do them some good. It certainly worked on me, and my brothers." Kim smiled.
"Though I didn't believe it, when my mother told me it was good for me."
Mrs Rockwaller hesitated.
"Remember," Kim reminded her,
"There are other options to spanking."
Mrs. Rockwaller pondered this.
"Let me think about it first."
she replied slowly.
"Fine," said Kim,
"but remember," she warned,
"The spanking should only be used
as a last resort, after you've already tried everything else."
"Very well then," said Mrs. Rockwaller,
"Let us see how my girls react to their second childhood."
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Minutes later, Connie walked out of the bathroom, her hair was damp, and she was dressed in a bathrobe, that was royal blue, with a big red "C" on it.
She went to a bedroom door and knocked.
The door opened, and Lonnie scowled at her sister.
"Your turn." Connie told her with a frown.
"It's about time." Lonnie remarked rudely.
She grabbed her robe, and headed toward the bathroom.
Sulking, Connie went into her bedroom, sat on her bed, picked up her headphones, and began to listen to music.
Suddenly, her bedroom door opened, and her mother walked in.
"Mom!" Connie exclaimed in surprise, and scowled as she removed her headphones.
"What are you doing in my bedroom?"
"We need to talk," Mrs. Rockwaller told her older daughter,
"come with me."
Connie pouted, and got up, clutching her robe about her.
Connie went into the hallway, as her mother went to the bathroom door and knocked.
"Lonnie, come out," her mother shouted.
"I need to talk with you."
"I'm about to take a shower!" Lonnie shouted through the door.
"Listen young lady," her mother shouted angrily.
"You get dressed and get out here now!"
"O.K. O.K." Lonnie declared irritably.
Mrs. Rockwaller and Connie waited several moments.
Then the door opened, and a very irked Lonnie stepped out, dressed in her robe, which was purple with a big red "L" on it.
Her hair was dry, obviously she hadn't showered yet.
"O.K. I'm out," she said irritably,
"what is it?"
"Yes mom," asked Connie,
"What is it?"
"Come downstairs," Mrs. Rockwaller told them,
"I'll explain."
"Whatever." Lonnie murmured irritably.
"Yeah." Connie agreed.
They both followed their mother downstairs and entered the family room.
There they found Kim, and Bonnie
seated around the dinner table.
"Well would you look at that." Connie said mockingly.
"Our little sister is all grown up."
"they grow up so fast these days Connie." agreed Lonnie in mock caring.
"Why it seems only yesterday, she was a little girl. Oh wait a minute, that was yesterday."
They both chuckled wickedly.
Bonnie glowered at them, an ache swelled up inside her.
"Girls," said their mother sternly,
"we need to discuss your treatment of your sister."
"Mother," began Connie,
"there is nothing wrong with the way we treat her."
"Yeah," agreed Lonnie,
"we treat her like a baby because she is a baby."
Kim looked over at Bonnie.
Bonnie face was twisted into a pout, and she noticed a tear in her left eye.
"Now you listen to me young ladies," said their mother evenly.
"either you treat your sister with more respect, or I'm going to do something we will all regret."
"What?" asked Connie definitely.
"take away our credit cards?" she laughed.
Lonnie snickered as well.
"Very well then," said their mother evenly,
"Kim, you may do what you have to do."
Kim stood up, set the dial on the babyfier to five, and aimed at them.
"What is that thing?" asked Lonnie sarcastically.
"Some kind of space laser or something?"
Kim smirked, and pulled the trigger.
The red beam struck Connie and Lonnie, and they gasped and groaned as the beam deaged them.
The glow vanished, and soon, their were two five year old girls in their places.
They were small;
They're slim, attractive bodies were chubby; their mean but pretty looking faces were cute and childlike; their hair came to their shoulders.
Their bathrobes had shrunk to fit their small size.
They both looked up at the grinning Kim and Bonnie.
They gasped in horror and disbelief.
"What's going on here?" asked Connie in a little girls voice.
"Why are we so small?" asked a very bewildered Lonnie in her own little girls voice.
"Well dears," began their mother sweetly,
"Untill you learn to treat your sister with respect, you will be the little sisters, and Bonnie will be the big sister."
"No!" they both cried, and began bawling.
"Now girls," said their mother sternly.
"You brought this on yourselves, now, you can either except it, and learn from it. Or you can cry about it."
Both little girls fell to the floor and threw temper tantrums.
Screaming and pounding the floor with their little fists.
"I wanna be big! I want to be big! I want to be BIG!!" cried Connie, pounding the floor as she cried.
"Me Too! Me Too!" cried Lonnie bawling her little eyes out.
"Girls!" said their mother angrily,
"now you stop that or else..."
She considered her next words very carefully.
"I'm going to have to spank the both of you." she threatened.
"You wouldn't dare." declared Connie, her face full of shock and defiance.
"You've never spanked us before." screamed Lonnie in unbelief, and defiance.
Kim saw what was about to happen, and got up to make sure there was no escape.
"Well my dears," said Mrs. Rockwaller in a low voice, walking up to her two daughters.
"There's a first time for everything."
She grabbed the nearest child,
(which happened to be Lonnie.)
carried her to a chair, and put her over her knee.
"You can't do this to me!!" she screamed, trying to struggle out of her mother's grasp.
At first, Mrs. Rockwaller hesitated,
she had always considered spanking a form of cruel punishment.
But her original parenting methods didn't seem to work, and Kim assured her that spanking was sometimes necessary.
It had worked on her, and on her brothers.
Bracing herself, she slammed her hand down on Lonnie's little bottom.
Lonnie sobbed loudly as her mother spanked her again and again.
Connie tried to escape, but Kim was behind her.
"Going somewhere Kiddo?" she asked grabbing her wrist before she could run.
Connie screamed, and tried to pull loose, but Kim's grip was like an iron vice.
Soon Mrs. Rockwaller was finished with Lonnie, and she put her down.
Lonnie was sobbing, and massaging her sore bottom.
"Next," said Mrs. Rockwaller grimly.
"No!" screamed Connie.
Kim picked up the struggling little brat, and placed her in Mrs. Rockwallers lap.
Connie screamed and struggled just before the spanking had begun.
Bonnie watched the whole ordeal with grim satisfaction.
Finally, Mrs. Rockwaller put Connie down.
Both little girls were rubbing their sore bottoms, their eyes full of tears while they sniffled.
Bonnie actually felt some pity for her baby sisters.
"Understand this, my dear children," their mother told them.
There was pain in her voice,
"Doing that was hard, and it hurts me more then it does you."
Connie and Lonnie stared at their mother, disbelief mixed with the pain in their faces.
"Now then," their mother continued,
"Are you going to behave?"
"Yes Mommy." they both said together, in shaky voices, their faces full of fear.
"Good." their mother said approvingly.
"Ah, mom," began Connie softly.
"What about school? And parties? And.."
"You will be excused from school." said their mother cutting her off.
"for however long this takes, as for parties? No."
"But mom," began Lonnie tearfully.
"What about clothes? All we have are these robes, and we can't wear them all the time." she gestured to the bathrobe she wore that had shrunk with her.
"That's right mama," agreed Connie,
"We need clothes."
"Well then," began their mother sweetly.
"You can thank Kim, for bringing a box of her old baby clothes."
Connie and Lonnie's spirit sank.
Their faces flushed with embarrassment.
"Now then," their mother continued,
"for the next week, you will be the little sisters, and Bonnie will be the big sister."
"But..." began Connie.
"Would you like to try for two weeks?!." threatened her mother anger coloring her voice.
Lonnie and Connie's eyes widened in shock.
"No Mommy." they replied softly.
Suddenly Lonnie looked up at her mother.
"But Bonnie will get revenge on us for the way we treated her."
exclaimed Lonnie fearfully.
"Don't worry," Kim interjected softly.
"Bonnie won't do the revenge thing on you."
Kim threw a glare at Bonnie.
"Right Bonnie?"
Bonnie hesitated for several moments.
There was a battle inside herself.
She took a deep breath.
"I promise," she answered reluctantly,
"there will be no revenge."
Both little girls looked at Bonnie questioningly.
"Now," said their mother,
"If by the end of the week, you've learned your lesson, you'll be changed back."
Both little girls smiled happily.
"But, if you haven't, we will go for another week, until you do.
Do you both understand?" their mother asked.
Both little girls nodded their heads sadly.
"Good." said Mrs. Rockwaller.
"Now, Bonnie, why don't you help your sisters into some clean clothes." she asked nicely.
"Sure Mother," said Bonnie smiling.
She grabbed the bag of clothes Kim had brought, and looked at her big/little sisters.
"Come on little sisters, let's get you changed."
Both girls blushed, embarrassed, and reluctantly followed her up the stairs to their room.
"Don't worry guys," she whispered so only they could hear.
"Be good tonight, and I'll take you out shopping tomorrow." she smiled.
"Honest?" asked Connie.
"Of course." replied Bonnie.
"Why?" asked Lonnie.
"Well because," said Bonnie hugging her sisters,
"That's what sisters do."
Meanwhile downstairs, Mrs Rockwaller and Kim were still talking.
"Thanks for all your help Kim."
"It was no big, Mrs. Rockwaller, I just hope they learn their lesson.
But if you have any questions, call my mother." she said giving her their phone number.
"She can tell you how to even keep Bonnie in line."
Then Kim paused for a moment,
"I think I'll check on Bonnie."
"Whatever for?" asked a puzzled
Mrs. Rockwaller.
"Just in case." replied Kim, and turned to leave.
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Well as you can see, although the cheer squad is back to normal, there are still some baby sitches.
Now, the questions...
Will Shego ever learn to be good?
Will Drakken accept his new family?
Will Bonnie's sisters learn their lesson?
The answers to these questions next week.
Thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed.
God Bless.