A/N: Welcome to the last chapter of Killer Bebes. I think I have done a good job with this episode so far. As I mentioned in the last chapter's ending note, I will be on a hiatus as I write the next massive chapter. I suspect it will be the largest chapter to date on here. In addition, there is going to be a lot of familiar scenes because what I'm doing is telling the same story three times, each time through a different point of view. It takes some time, but eventually, we move past the overlapping point and verge into one arc.
You'll know what I mean when you read the next chapter, whenever that might be. I honestly have no idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. I only own the Plot and the OCs, one of which made her only appearance in the prologue.
Whether it came from Camp Wannaweep; whether it came from facing Monkey Fist; whether it came from accepting his destiny as the Mystical Monkey Ruler; whether it came from having to step up and save Kim; whether it came in asking Kim to marry him; whether it came to coming face to face with Warhok and Warmonga, Ron Stoppable was well-versed in fear and anxiety. At one point in his life, Ron had just about every phobia you could imagine, yet that didn't stop him from risking his life every time Kim went out on a mission. Because of Ron's extensive list of fears, he could tell when someone was afraid of something, whether it be public speaking or claustrophobia. As the lights shone to life and his eyes turned to the end of the hall where Kim, Andrew, and Dr. Possible stood, Ron recognized the anxiety coming off Andrew in waves.
Ron opened his mouth and informed Kim that the person responsible for kidnapping the scientist was Drakken. Almost as if he heard his name, Drakken entered the hall room with a phonebook in his hands, completely overlooking the extra guests.
"Okay, fine, so in Middleton, there is only one Possible family," Drakken relented as he slammed the phonebook closed.
"Doy," Kim said from behind.
The evil scientist dropped the phonebook, whirled around, and saw his arch-foe, as well as some extra guests, one of whom had blue hair. "Kim Possible! And...you two are?"
"Uhh…" Andrew Shen trailed off, evidently unsure how to introduce himself to his father.
"Her father, Dr. Possible," Ron said.
Drakken whirled back and stormed over to Ron as he exclaimed, "Yes, well, there's no way I can be expected to conclude that my arch-nemesis is the daughter of a guy I went to college with."
"Drew? Drew Lipsky?" Mr. Dr. Possible's eyes widened as he recognized Drakken. Ron realized that Professor Chen, Ramesh, and Kim's dad knew Drakken when he was in college. Talk about a weird coincidence.
Kim appeared to realize something her dad must have told her and confirmed Ron's theory. Evidently, Chen, Ramesh, and Possible knew Dr. Drakken from college.
"He didn't used to be blue, I can tell you that much."
"Oh, but I was blue on the inside. Scorned by my so-called friends, my posse." Drakken appeared to reminisce about his college days as his voice took on a mournful tone. However, Drakken shook the memories away and he returned to his usual lippy tone. "But I vowed to prove my genius to everyone and when I got the reunion invite..." Drakken pulled a piece of paper out from his blue lab coat and held it up as if they were tickets to a major boys band.
Dr. Possible didn't let Drakken finish as he approached Drakken and swiped the invitation from his hands and stuffed it in his back pants pocket. "Since you dropped out, you're really not entitled to that."
"Indeed. Which is why I planned my own reunion," Drakken quipped. "Bebes, return to me at once!"
As if on cue, the three robots zoomed into the hall and stood at attention.
"Ha ha! Who's the genius now?" Drakken gloated. Ron sighed and shook his head in disappointment as the room watched the Bebe robots come to the conclusion that Drakken was unfit to rule. This led to Chen suggesting that Drakken should take up cloning.
"Oh, he does," Ron blurted out. Receiving the looks he was getting from Chen, Ramesh, the Possibles, and both Drew Lipsky's, Ron realized he said that out loud. "I mean, he – I mean he will, should. Should. Take up cloning, Doc." Ron then chuckled and his face went as red as the Diablo Hot Sauce he used at Bueno Nacho. Inside, Ron was hitting himself for saying that. Why did he say that? Why?
"Re-analysis," one of the Bebes piped us as it looked to Andrew. "Subject: still unknown. Threat Level: Minimal. Subject: Our creator, Dr. Drakken. Threat Level: Moderate. Subdue Dr. Drakken."
Andrew seemed pleased that his threat level had moved up, whatever that meant. However, he did not have time to think about much as the Bebes approached Drakken.
"Bebes, no. Bad Bebes! Bad!" Drakken backed away as the Bebes advanced on him. Evidently, the Bebes gained artificial intelligence and were thinking for themselves. Good, but not helpful given the current situation.
"This is just too weird," Kim confessed as she handed her dad the Kimmunicator and leapt into action. Scaling the mad scientist's back, Kim then jumped on top of the Bebe's heads and smashed them together. She cheered and then leapt off the two Bebe's… and into a third Bebe's arms. She screamed as the Bebe tossed her to the other side of the room.
"Ouch! That's going to leave a mark," Ron said as he rubbed his bottom unconsciously, almost as if he was the one who had been thrown across the room and not Kim.
The last functioning Bebe walked over to the concession stand table and lifted it up with no effort whatsoever. Hoisting the table above her head, the Bebe hurtled it towards Kim. Kim managed to backflip up onto a podium right before the table shattered. The two Bebes whose heads were stuck together managed to separate themselves and all three of them began vibrating.
Kim backflipped out of the way right as the three robots converged on her location. Examining the room, Kim grabbed a microphone stand and whirled it around like a baton before jumping at one of the Bebes. Inside the prison, Ron refrained from commenting that the Bebes had super strength. Besides, it was something Kim needed to find out for herself.
The microphone stand broke on impact, much to nearly everyone's surprise. Ron had no doubt that Drakken knew about the Killer Bebe's super strength and neglected to mention it. Kim barely had the chance to throw the microphone stand up to defend herself as a Killer Bebe swung again. Once again, the microphone stand broke on impact.
Mr. Dr. P gasped as he realized that his daughter was completely outclassed against robots with super strength. However, he had heard of his daughter's dangerous missions and knew that his girl could handle them. Kim managed to avoid the hits in the meantime, but eventually, one of the Killer Bebes held her by the hand and lifted her off the ground.
"We have a room full of geniuses here! Can't someone come up with something?" Andrew demanded, anger flashing through his face at the thought of Kim getting hurt.
Ramesh and Chen were astronomers so they were no help, and Drakken was more than okay with letting the ladies deal with it themselves. Andrew's eyes flickered to Ron, only Ron didn't say anything. Fortunately, Mr. Dr. P knew what to do.
"Wade," Mr. Dr. Possible greeted as he turned on the Kimmunicator. "I need a sonic disturbance. Make it loud and ultra-high frequency."
Wade seemed to be waking up from sleep as he asked, "Something that can jam a wireless network signal?"
"Please and thank you."
The sound that came out of the Kimmunicator was as loud and obnoxious as it was the first time. There was no way that anyone would tolerate a sound like that, unless they were deaf and couldn't hear it. Andrew Lipsky seemed to have the biggest issue with the sound, given the fact that he was curled up in a ball and on the ground screaming.
The Bebes turned to the ear-splitting noise and all three came to the same conclusion. "Analysis: Dr. Possible's attack strategy. Threat: Substantial. Destroy electronic device." In the midst of malfunctioning, the three Bebes strolled forward in an effort to stop Dr. Possible's device.
Mr. Dr. Possible's eyes widened as he realized how close the robots were and dashed to the other side of the room. The Bebes followed and swiped to get the device, yet somehow Dr. Possible avoided the attacks with moves you would not expect from a rocket scientist.
"Dr. P! I'm open!" Ron called out. He already knew he wasn't going to catch it, but better to at least try to help rather than do nothing at all. Luckily or unluckily, the Bebes avoided tripping over Andrew Chen as they sped over to catch the device. One did grab the device, but the momentum caused all three Bebes to speed into one another and hit the electrical force field. The Kimmunicator flew out of the robot's hand and landed right in front of Drakken.
Drakken brought his foot up to smash the device when Kim posthaste grabbed the Kimmunicator and slid over to her dad. Kim held up the device as the Bebe's approached.
"Hive mind command co-co-con-connection lo-lo-lo-lost."
Despite Dr. Possible's views on violence, he let Kim deal with the robots. The fight was over in less than a minute, all three robots exploding into smaller pieces. As Kim hurried back to avoid the flying robot parts, she tripped over Andrew and nearly hit the floor face first.
"Way to go, Kim! You too, Mr. Dr. P!" Ron shouted before he had to close his ears, the Kimmunicator's noise becoming louder as Mr. Dr. P approached the group.
"What was that, Ronald?" Mr. Dr. P yelled.
Kim turned the Kimmunicator off to save everyone's ears before she praised her dad. As she helped up Andrew, she noticed a red, sticky substance covering Andrew's fingers and realized he was bleeding. Before Kim could inquire if he was okay, everyone turned his or her attention to Drakken who had cried out in pain and was headed toward the exit. Kim spotted this and jumped over him, blocking his exit. "What about your college reunion, Drew?"
"I'll come to the next one," Drakken decided. "When I'm even more successful!" Drakken laughed as he activated his jetpack and flew… headfirst into a ceiling. Everyone winced. "A little help here?"
It was a little past ten at night when Kim and Mr. Dr. Possible arrived home with the scientists and Ron. Despite the bleeding, Andrew refused to head inside to be treated, saying the issue didn't present as that serious. He eventually agreed to have it checked out tomorrow during their dinner. As it turns out, Andrew wasn't missing much, as it was only pizza.
"I can't believe Drew Lipsky turned into a mad scientist," Mrs. Dr. P admitted as she sat a pizza down in front of her husband and his friends.
"Let alone, our daughter's arch-nemesis," Mr. Dr. P pointed out.
"But my man knew what to do," Professor Chen gloated as he elbowed Mr. Dr. Possible.
Professor Ramesh told Mr. Dr. Possible that he rocked, to which Mr. Dr. P shook the praise off. As he grabbed a slice of pizza, Mr. Dr. P told his friends that Drakken's plan was so obvious because the hive mind behavior was the result of a cybertronic linkage through a wireless control network. His friends agreed with him, despite having no clue what he was talking about.
"Maybe if we hadn't laughed at him back then, there would be one less mad scientist running around," Mr. Dr. P said.
Kim, who had been eavesdropping, hurried back to her living room and plopped down on the couch. Turning to her best friend who was in the process of putting away his Mad Dog mask, Kim asked, "The fact that I was so rotten to you, that's not going to drive you to become some mask wearing villain, is it?"
Ron hmmed and thought about it. Truth be told, the old answer was, "If I said yes, would you let me do my Mad Dog routine?" Ron knew that his relationship with Kim needed to change and the only way to do that is to pretend that everything was not okay. However, Ron knew he couldn't stay mad at Kim forever. In a sense, it was harder to be mad at this Kim because she was only a sophomore and had years to taint their relationship. While things weren't anywhere near as bad as it was in the future, or the past or – time travel headache. Anyways, Kim's toxicity was starting to slowly creep up and Ron didn't want to spend the next three years dealing with it. With the decision finally decided, Ron shook his head.
"No, not a chance. However, that being said, what's happened this year with you when I had the haircut and now not sticking up for me, it's disconcerting. You're too big of a competitor and there's always a ton of drama between us. You always want to be the best at everything and have countlessly brought me down in the past," Ron began.
"Ron, I'm sorr—"
"Let me finish, Kim. I think I will always be your friend, but this self-centered behavior has to change. I don't know if I want to deal with it anymore. That being said, I know of some ways you can get back in my good graces."
Relief swooped in Kim's chest as she immediately told Ron to name them.
"I really appreciate you watching over Rufus when I was a jerk with my haircut. Um…" Ron paused as he looked down at his pants where his naked mole rat sat. Ron suspected that Andrew would want to talk about meeting his dad for the first time and he did not want Rufus there to overhear. Even if Rufus was supposedly fine with it, Ron didn't want Rufus to spill the beans to Kim. "You can start by Rufus-sitting tonight and any other times I want you to take him."
Kim relented; the task wasn't that bad compared to some of the other things Ron might have her do later.
"Second, you can let me do my Mad Dog routine during Halftime tomorrow. Third, when I become popular again or insanely rich, help me so I don't go overboard."
Kim agreed that it was fair, knowing how bad Ron was with money and expensive things. He hardly stopped to think about some things as it was. "You're my best friend, Ron. Of course, you can do your routine."
Rufus was heavily reluctant to spend the night away from Ron, but the naked mole rat agreed after Ron promised him two grande chimiritos. Ron left Rufus with Kim, said goodbye to the Possible family and the astronomers, and headed home. He was not surprised when he opened his bedroom door and Andrew was already there. What did surprise Ron was the washcloth against Andrew's ear.
"I am so not a fan of those Bebes," Andrew confessed as he turned from where he sat in a chair to look at Ron.
"You learn to live with them," Ron admitted. "So meeting your dad for the first time. That was big."
Andrew scoffed. "Sure it was, given I couldn't even introduce myself to him."
Ron assured Andrew that he would have his chances. He hurried through his night duties and plopped down on the bed before noticing that Andrew looked too pensive for someone like him. "Out with it. What's wrong?"
"He…" Andrew hesitated. Ron waited, knowing that this subject was sensitive to his friend. "He's not who I thought he was. I knew my father as the man who traveled the world to help people in third world countries and the father who helped spread growth with his powers. I don't understand why he's not doing that. Instead, he made these Bebe robots and they...they...it's just…" Andrew trailed off, unsure as to how to continue.
Fortunately for Andrew, Ron seemed to know what his friend was referring to. "I know," Ron said. "It's hard. But you have to remember that he is not that dad yet. He is the guy who refers to 'outsourcing' as stealing other people's inventions. He is the guy who has some of the dumbest plans known to man. He is the man who let his jealousy in college lead to him becoming a mad scientist. He is the guy who almost takes over the world with robots our junior year."
"He what!? Why did my dad never tell me this?"
Ron shrugged. He honestly did not know, as he would have thought Drakken would have bragged about it. It was possible, yet unlikely, that Drakken felt remorse for what he had done. "You're going to meet your mom in a bit too, I suspect. Your mom, Shego. That sounds so wrong."
Andrew ignored Ron's last comment as he paced back and forth across Ron's bedroom. Finally, he turned to Ron and his voice broke as he asked, "How long? How long until my dad becomes the man I know?"
Ron paused, unsure if he should tell Andrew that he had to wait until their senior year for his dad to become the dad he used to be. Ron waited a respectable amount of time before he said, "Late May, early June of our senior year."
"I have to wait until May of my senior year?" Andrew asked in disbelief.
"So as not to wreck the space-time continuum anymore than it already is, yes," Ron stated. He nearly jumped off his bed in shock and Andrew hugged him and started bawling his eyes out.
"...if I can do dinner at Kim's house tomorrow," Andrew mumbled.
Ron only heard three words. Dinner. Kim. Tomorrow. However, that three words caused Ron to stand up and dry Andrew's tears. "You're having dinner with Kim tomorrow? They cannot know about Drakken and Shego being your parents."
Andrew assured Ron that everything would be fine, as he had given Kim the impression that his parents were some sort of agents.
"Okay, but even so, we need to talk this over."
Andrew and Ron talked for close to two hours figuring out plausible story points and how to hide the fact that Andrew was the son of one of Kim's most dangerous villains. It was around two in the morning when they both went to bed, Ron on the couch and Andrew in Ron's room.
Ron decided to sleep in following the morning, threatening to go all Monkey Kung Fu on Andrew if he dared to wake him up again. Andrew left and Ron continued to sleep in. When Ron woke up, he fixed himself some breakfast and stopped short when the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" Ron called out.
There was no answer.
Ron opened the door and his intrigue grew us he saw an unopened box lying on the ground. Still skeptical, Ron looked around but didn't see anyone. As he scanned, Ron noticed that the Yamanuchi students were not there, nor were any GJ agents. If Yamanuchi hadn't sent him anything, who had?
Ron brought the box inside and felt around the edges of the box. He was fairly certain that no one would send him a bomb, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Not to his surprise, it wasn't. Whatever it was seemed light, ridiculously light. Ron opened it and his eyes widened at the gift.
"No way!"
A/N: I made it to 10, 000 words! Including all the author's notes, this three-part episode is just over 10, 000 words. I am aware that I ended things on a cliffhanger. I won't dive into it, but somewhere in the next chapter, Ron reveals his gift and who it is from. Until the next update, you'll have to deal with the cliffhanger. Later, everyone!
