(It is now 11:00 at night as we see a sign above the gates of a Hollywood movie studio; it is brown with rust, but the letters are not that hard to see in the glow of a nearby streetlight: Moonbeam Studios. A security guard comes out of his booth and walks back and forth, mumbling to himself. )
Guard
What am I doing here? Just because this has been a local monument for only five years doesn't mean I should be standing out in the cold. (He shivers and adjusts the collar of his Hawaiian tee shirt, which is covered with palm trees, and an erupting volcano in the background.) Ok, here we go. One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four. (When he has finished his march, the guard looks at his watch that reads 11:10.) Only one minute? Oh well, here we go again. One, two, three, four, One, two, three, four. (As he goes through his paces, we see a slight glow behind him, revealing the silhouette of a soundstage.) Why are the lights on in Stage 39, and how? No one has come by me this whole shift. (Looking around and seeing no one, the guard puts his gun inside his booth, unlocks the gate, and enters the studio, taking out a flashlight to find his way in the dark. Strange, shadowy figures begin to surround the guard as he nears the soundstage. Suddenly there is a hiss from the nearest one on his left. In surprise, the frightened guard drops his flashlight only to discover, after picking it up, that the shadow is nothing more than a mechanical snake with a chipmunk on its head.) Now where did those sounds come from?
(In the soundstage, Drakken has carefully unscrewed the robot's head and is removing certain wires and rearranging them. Nearby, Shego rises from a dusty couch and walks toward Drakken, who is now attempting to remove its " brain." without too many squeaks.)
Drakken
A little tweak here. No, that's not it. Right here at the temporal lobe
Shego
What are you doing?
Drakken
Quiet, Shego. Almost there! (We hear a nail clatter to the ground.) Shego, do you have a plastic bag? (Shego searches her pockets, and shrugs.) A paper towel perhaps?
Shego
(Looking again.) Nope.
Drakken
Sticky note?
Shego
Boss, I don't have a desk near me right now. (Snide) And if I did, I would have a whole lot of them, you grape-faced worm. (Luckily for her, Drakken has resumed dissimulation of the robot and is unaware that she is not looking at him.)
Drakken
How about a napkin, Shego? (Shego frowns, gropes in every pocket, and finds a napkin with the words BUENO NACHO on it; she turns back and walks over to Drakken, handing the napkin, whereupon he puts four large nails. Reaching into his own pocket, he takes out a small computer chip and puts it in the right hemisphere of the robot's brain. Darken fits it into a small open space where he adjusts the angle until he hears a click, the chip glows bright red as it is put in place. He then puts the wires back into their outlets in their original arrangement, and puts the brain into the casing. ) Begin Reassemblement! (Shego whistles to Drakken's henchmen, who are busy reading Glint, an entertainment magazine, with intense concentration. When they do not respond, she goes over to them, standing in front of the largest one, who is leaning, against the wall, watching a spotlight.)
Shego
Attention! (The command brings all the henchmen back to reality, except for the large hulk) On the double! (An annoyed Shego walks over to him and steps on his foot.) Wake up!
Henchmen
My foot hurts!
Shego
Forget about that right now! Darken wants you to help him reassemble that big robot we brought here?( Like trained birds, they immediately run to Darken' one lifts the robot to a standing position while three retrieve the robot's arms and eyes from the ground, and the fourth holds the appendages as Drakken reattaches them with a cordless screwdriver, his body shaking like a blender. When all is complete, as the henchmen crashes to the ground, Darken takes out a remote control, pressing the ON button, reactivating T.O.M..)
Drakken
This is Dr. Drakken. Do you recognize my voice.
T.O.M.
Yes. What do you require?( Drakken stares at him, pondering the robot's reply, and then puts his hand in a pocket on the inside flap of his jacket, removing a photo of Kim in her KP outfit. Walking behind the robot, Darken finds a compartment into which the photo is placed.) Downloading image into memory Bank. Download complete.
Drakken
Good! Now make sure that she can never again stop me again!( As Drakken and Shego stand by, the robot slowly hovers into the air, floating toward a certain spot like tuning fork. He stops near a open window, turns and nods at Darken, and with a loud zoom, takes off toward Middleton.) This is so perfect!( Takes out some gum?) Want some?
Shego
No, thank you. So what's next?
Drakken
I don't know. But soon I'll have all the time to think of something.
It is now 3:30 p.m in Middleton. From above, the town becomes larger as T.O.M. descends from above. He passes a flock of birds, but cannot be seen by them due to his faint outline. He veers to his right, activating his foot rockets. Meanwhile, two blocks away, unaware of this sudden danger, Kim opens the front door and enters, her backpack hanging from one arm., her head covered with sweat.)
Kim
( to herself.) I can't believe that the air conditioner failed during lunch At least I was in the gym.. for about twenty minutes.( Kim goes to the kitchen and opens the refrigerator. While she gets out some mayonnaise and bread to make a sandwich, Dr.Possible enters the kitchen with a big smile on his face.)
Dr.Possible
It sure was hot today, wasn't it, Kimmie?
Kim
( Frowning) You can say that again.( She kneels, takes out a paper plate, rises, putting the sandwich on it, and gets a soda.)
Dr. Possible
I accidentally left my candy bar on my desk before lunch. It took forever to write that evaluation. But I got it done.( Kim, now sitting at the kitchen table, rises from her chair, .) You've got some homework?
Kim
Yeah, I've got to read Brave New World by Monday.
Dr.Possible
Brave New World? That may have been one of the first books I read to your brothers. Well, maybe it was another one; I don't know, but they never seemed to drool when I was reading..( Kim, to avoid embrassment and boredom, leaves the room as the good doctor continues to talk; A few minutes later, the doorbell rings, and Dr.Possible walks from the kitchen to answer, only to be confronted by T.O.M.) Hello, can I help you?
T.O.M.
Does Kim Possible reside here?
Dr. Possible
( smiling weakly.) Yes, she does. May I have your name, please?
T.O.M.
I cannot convey that information to a unauthorized civilian.
Dr.Possible
Ok. Kim!( Hearing her dad, Kim comes out of her room and walks to the top of the stairs.)
Kim
( shouting) What is it?
Dr. Possible
There's someone here to see you!
Kim
Okay!( Kim rushes back to her room and picks up her Kimmunicator.) Wade, are you there?( When the screen flickers on, Kim sees Wade folding his clothes in the living room, a laptop on his lap.)
Wade
Yeah, what's up?
Kim
My dad just told me that someone is sitting in the kitchen who wants to see me.
Wade
Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that..
Kim
Dad didn't say who it was.
Wade
Well, it could be Ron.
Kim
If it were Ron, I would hear him talking to Rufus in the living room.( looking at the Kimmunicator) Does this have a x-ray scanner?
Wade
( Thinking.) Yeah, I think so. I didn't think about making a inventory when I was fixing it last week.
Kim
Thanks, Wade.( Kim aims the Kimmunicator toward the kitchen wall, pressing the UP arrow button twice and then the red start button. Static forms as a x-ray image of the kitchen appears on the Kimmunicator's screen, showing Dr.Possible, sitting back at the table, and T.O.M.) That is definitely not Ron! Ok, time for Operation Surprise Strike.( Unknown to her, even though he has been sitting quietly at the table, T.O.M. has been scanning the house with infrared vision; he is already aware that she is near him. Kim walks into the kitchen, looking for the robot, but he is nowhere to be found.) Dad, is anyone here?
Dr.Possible
( Looking around) Where did he go? That robot was just here, I know it!( Suddenly, T.O.M, who has been hovering above them, uncloaks and lands behind Kim, trapping her with her father.)
Kim
( turning around.) Dad, get out while you can!( Dr.Possible rises from his chair, a little startled by Kim's abrupt command.)
Dr.Possible
Young lady, that is not the proper way to tal-( Kim pushes her father to the floor as a mini-missile hits the wall. Kim looks at him sternly, her father gets the message and runs toward the doorway, T.O.M. letting him pass.)
T.O.M.
You must be eliminated, Kim Possible, at all costs.
Kim
I know this sounds like a silly question, but why?
T.O.M.
I cannot answer your question, for you are..the target!
Kim
Excuse me, but I think I know that now!
( T.O.M. aims and fires a bola from his left shoulder gauntlet while behind her the mini-missile's cone opens, releasing a reddish-colored gas. Kim ducks the bola and runs over to the cupboard, where she picks up a mop, using it to attack the robot as well as she can, which is not much. When T.O.M. starts firing force beams, Kim runs toward the pantry, taking a glass bowl from the eggbeater, deflecting the beams in all directions; some bounce back toward the robot, but T.O.M. raises his hand, causing them to vanish. )
T.O.M.
Your guerilla tactics will yield you nothing. You must be destroyed!( As Kim watches, the robot's eyes glow blue and there is a rumbling sound as the robot grows taller) And soon you shall!( In the living room, Kim's mother enters the house, viewing the battle, and drops her shopping bags, running toward T.O.M.; The kitchen floor is covered with plaster and broken tiles.)
Mrs. Possible
Kimmie, I can understand why your missions to save the world from mad scientists and mutated gillman, but this is carrying things too far!
Kim
Mom!
Mrs.Possible
Don't interrupt me, Kimmie.
Kim
Mom!
Mrs. Possible
We're going to have a little talk about property damage!
Kim
( pointing at T.O.M.,) Mom, I didn't do this!( T.O.M. starts to turn his head toward Mrs. Possible. Behind him, Kim lets out a gasp as she inhales the gas; she reels back against the oven, woozy and weak..)
Mrs. Possible
Kimmie, are you all right?
Kim
( Choking) Get away..from him!( T.O.M. turns his eyes from Kim's mom to his target, who has fainted. His task fufilled, the robot opens its shoulder gauntlets, releasing twin blasts of clean air, knocking a vase of roses into the sink. He then walks to Kim and pulls her up toward his face with one hand while his other hand morphs into a misshaped energy weapon. T.O.M., while looking at Kim, is suddenly confused; he opens his virtual library, revealing the image from the photograph, and looks back at her, becoming even more baffled. While thinking, he has unwittingly loosened his grip on Kim)
T.O.M.
Something is wrong here.( He looks at the photo again.) I cannot do this. She( looking at the real Kim) is not a threat to my master. No, not this girl..( Kim opens her left eye, looks at T.O.M., slips through his weakened grasp without being noticed, runs toward the sink, and grabs a worn bar of soap.)
Kim
Hmm, the bigger the bot, the harder they fall!( Kim moves toward the robot, who steps forward, and throws the bar of soap near his advancing foot. T.O.M. slips on it, is unable to maintain his balance, and crashes to the floor, cracking it. As he shuts down, he shrinks back to his original size.) That was easy!
Or was it? To be continued.. .
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