Chapter 54

Agent P, Kim and Ron glided down safely to the ground floor in front of Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc.

"Wow…that was…some experience, KP!" Ron gasped, a little out-of-breath.

"Come on, Ron…" Kim chuckled a little, putting away the hang glider. "We've escaped from mountain lairs before! So this one should be no different!"

Rufus came out of Ron's pants pocket, breathing a little sigh of relief.

"So, Ron…wanna catch a round of Bueno Nacho after we see Drakken's arrest?" Kim asked with a smile on her face.

"Don't mind if I do, Kimbo!" Ron laughed a little, "And also, some of those tasty mini-Nacos at the groceries!"

"Whoa, slow down on the Naco thoughts, Ron!" Kim snickered.


(A few minutes later)

The police departments from both Middleton and Danville arrived on the scene, alongside with about nine paddy wagons to store all of the inept henchmen.

Shego was escorted out of the lobby of Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated, still with gum all over her green-and-black catsuit. She was handcuffed behind her back with special Global Justice-made handcuffs that restrained her powers and was escorted by five officers.

Kim giggled at such a sight of her foe being covered in the sticky substance. "Getting in a sticky sitch, Shego?"

Ron added, "Perhaps you should cut back chewing gum, Shego!"

Shego scowled, "Oh, cut it with the phrases, Princess!"

Drakken was next to emerge from the lobby with three officers escorting him. His face and whatever was left of his tattered top and his underpants was completely covered in ash and his hands were cuffed behind his back.

"My plan… of taking the White House … ruined!" Drakken bemoaned and continued to scream loudly.

"Looks like someone's missing his pants!" Ron laughed with delight.

"What's wrong, Drakken?" Kim taunted, "did another Doomsday machine of yours blow up in your face?!"

Drakken turned his head around with one glare at Kim as he approached the paddy wagon and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"Urrghh….. you and your platypus think that you're both all that, Kim Possible, but you both are not!"

Kim rolled her eyes and replied with a slight sneer, "For the last time, he's not my platypus!" Then the smile returned as she leaned on the door of the paddy wagon, "Have fun having Frugal Lucre as you new cellmate!"

Drakken's pupils narrowed in fear and yelled as the paddy-wagon door closed in on him with an angry Shego glaring at him. He looked through the barred door of the wagon at a smirking Kim.

"NOOOOO! NOT FRUGAL LUCRE! THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSAL PUNISHMENT! CRUEL AND UNSUAL PUNISHMENT!"

The sirens wailed, as the paddy-wagons took Drakken, Shego, and all thirty henchmen back to the Middleton County Prison.


Officer Hobble sighed as the paddy-wagons escorted the villains away.

"Ach…what evil thoughts could go through that mind Drakken has, Miss Possible?" Hobble questioned.

"No idea, Officer…no idea…" Kim muttered.

"Well…I've got to get back to the station!" Hobble exclaimed with his traditional Brogue, "paperwork's been pilin' up at the office!"

Ron came up to Kim and said, "You know, KP, it's kinda strange…"

Kim raised her eyebrow and questioned, "What kind of strange?"

Ron gave his explanation, "Well, we came across a machine called a Pants-Fall-Down-inator, and not once did my pants ever fall down!"

"Well, there's a first!" Kim grinned.

"Anyways," Hobble interrupted, adjusting his utility belt, "I'll be headed on out now! And by the way…congratulations!"

He gave a pat on the back to Kim and then to Ron, when all of a sudden, his pants fell down to the ground, exposing his Bueno Nacho print boxers.

"Oh come on!" Ron complained at the top of his lungs. Kim shook her head in disapproval at the common sight.


Back at the island, the anti-gravity volleyball game between Team Phineas and Team Candace was all knotted up after about thirty minutes of gravity-defying moves.

"Okay, gang!" Phineas exclaimed, holding the ball in his hand "The team that gets the next point will win the game!"

"Come on, Phineas!" Candace said with a smirk, "I'm ready for you!"

Phineas hit the ball as loud as he could.

The ball flew into the air.

"Candace, be ready to hit it!" Stacy insisted.

"Whenever you are, Stace!" Candace smiled.

Both of them somersaulted in mid air, thanks to the shoes, and hit the ball back into the clouds.

"Umm…where's the ball going?" Stacy asked.

Candace prayed, clasping her hands together and repeating, "Please land in Phineas' area….please land in Phineas' area….!"

Jeremy closed his eyes, not wanting to watch.

Buford and Baljeet spotted the ball about 70 feet above them.

"Buford, can you be a good friend and help me to hit that ball?" Baljeet requested doing a somersault.

Buford thought for a moment and smirked, "Oh, I'll help alright…"

He somersaulted in the air and gave Baljeet a wedgie.

"Somersault wedgie!" Buford laughed.

Baljeet groaned, in his bathing suit, retucked in his underwear, "Buford? How is this even helping?"

Buford scoffed, "Dunno, but I'd say that that to the man who invented gravity, Issac Newton!"

Baljeet rolled his eyes and countered back, "I'm sorry, Buford, but Issac Newton didn't invent gravity, he merely provided the law of universal gravitation which…"

"Don't prove me wrong, nerdlinger!" Buford interrupted, folding his arms "Newton invented gravity, so there!"

Isabella interfered into their argument and said to them, "Um, guys, I'd hate to interrupt on your argument, but aren't you supposed to be keeping an eye on the volleyball?"

She pointed down to the lighted area below them where the volleyball was, which meant that Team Candace earned the game-winning point.

"What?! Oh great, no thanks to you, nerd, we lost the match!" Buford angrily shouted.

Baljeet fired back, "How was it that I cost Team Phineas the match?!"

"You were supposed to be looking at the volleyball, nerd!"

"No you were…"

"No you…."

"Oh my gosh…I won…! I totally won!" Candace exclaimed for joy.

"Um…actually, we all won, Candace…" Stacy sighed, rolled her eyes, and pointed towards the rest of the team.

"Oh…um…let me rephrase that! We are so awesome, awesome, awesome! Awesome, awesome, awesome!" Candace shouted with a thrill in her voice, pumping her fists in the air.


(10 minutes later)

"Congratulations, Candace! Good game!" Phineas exclaimed, extending his hand forward. "I guess you are the best at anti-gravity volleyball!"

Candace returned the favor, shaking her hand with his, "Thanks, Phineas! But um…I got one question!"

"Fire away, Candace!" Phineas smiled.

Candace pointed down at the ground and asked, "Um, how do we get down anyways?"

Phineas looked down also and smiled, "No problem, Candace! All you have to do is press the button on the top of the left shoe, but don't press the one on the right…."

"Gotcha, Phineas!" Candace interrupted, "press the button on the right shoe!" And she pressed it. Her right shoe converted into a rocket.

She suddenly took off like a rocket into the sky.

"WHOAAAAAA!" Candace screamed at the top of her lungs. "CAN SOMEBODY STOP THIS THING!"

She was about 60 feet in the air until the fuel in the rocket shoe ran out.

"Uh…oh…." Candace stammered and then she screamed.

"AIIIGHHHHH!"

She landed in a nearby garbage disposal. Browned-out banana peels, rotten tomatoes, and expired yogurt covered her hair and bathing suit.

"Ewwwwwww!" Candace groaned in disgust, and then two more bird splotches fell in her hair.

"Ugh…why do I always get into a mess, even when I win?"

Phineas looked at the other girls, his friends and the crowd and said, "Okay everyone, buttons on!"

All of the crowd pressed the button on the left shoe as they began to levitate down to the ground. The volleyball and the net also levitated to the ground.

"Aww…"Tara groaned, "now we have to be stuck with boring gravity again…"

"Well, T, it was fun while it lasted," Bonnie added.

Candace removed one of the browned banana peels from her face and looked up into the night sky. She gasped as a light bulb popped in her head.

"Oh yes, my brothers are as trapped as they can be!"


Back in Danville, Kim and Ron basked in the spotlight as local news vans came onto the scene.

"So Miss Possible!" one of the female news reports asked into her microphone, "How does it feel to stop one of Drakken's doomsday machines?" She put the microphone a few inches away from Kim's mouth.

"Well, it was no big!" Kim explained, using her words carefully, "Drakken was building some building transporter! Of course, Ron did some of the distracting…" She pointed to her best friend, whom the camera turned to.

"And of course, I sat on the self-destruct button with mini- Nacos!" Ron said, repeating waving to the camera. His pants were back up. "Oh…I need to say 'hi' to my mom! Hey, Mom, look I'm on TV!"

The woman reporter whispered into the cameraman, "We so need to cut that part in Editing!"

The cameraman nodded his head once and focused his camera back on Kim.

"So, in conclusion, what would you say to all the girls out there that look at you as a role-model?" the woman reporter asked.

Kim smiled and said to the microphone, "Well, girls, stay in school and be nice to your parents, okay?!"

"And there you have it…" the woman reporter said, putting the microphone back in front of her, "…very inspirational words from the crime-fighting teen heroine, herself, Miss Kim Possible! And….cut!"

The news media outlets and vans left the premesis, as did the Middleton Police Department.

Kim then turned to Ron and whispered, "Um…Ron…?"

"Oh, yeah, the Ronster's gonna be on TV!" Ron celebrated before Kim tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately stopped dancing.

"Yeah, KP?"

"Ron, did you notice something a little…off?"

Ron whined, "Aww, come on, KP! The villains are in jail and that Rarium element is safe and sound! I think it's time for a lil' celebration!"

"No, Ron!" Kim shouted a little, "It seems to me that Doofenshmirtz was not arrested along with Drakken or Shego!"

The Danville chief of police, Chief Owen, caught wind of their conversation and replied behind their backs in a Southern accent, "It's because Doofenshmirtz is completely harmless!"

"Harmless?" Ron sneered, "Hello…he invented a Pants-Fall-Down-inator…"

"Ron?!" Kim interrupted. "It doesn't even register as evil in my dictionary!"

Then she turned to Commissioner Owen, "Sorry, Commissioner! Forgive my friend! He can be a bit… odd sometimes!"

"It's okay, Miss Possible…" Owen replied with a slight laugh.

"Odd just happens to be my middle name!" Ron proudly declared.

"Ron!" Kim complained again, and then went back to Commissioner Owen again and questioned, "Anyways, why not arrest Doofenshmirtz?"

"Because, Miss Possible, he has a 16-year old daughter to take care of, and if you don't mind I'll just get back on the station!" He headed on his way to his police car.

"Did you just hear that, Ron?" Kim uttered. She was completely speechless of police allowing a slightly-evil mad scientist to remain on the steets.

"Yeah…every single word…" Ron wondered.

"I mean, what planet are they from!" Kim complained as the Danville police left. She then held the back box protecting the Rarium stone. "Anyways, Ron, we need to transport this back to the Danville Laboratory before…"

Then, they looked around the entire street, noticing that there was something missing.

"Um…Ron? Where's Agent P?" she asked.

"Dunno, KP, he was with us when the building exploded…" Ron replied, shrugging his shoulders.