The final bell rang, and Kim scooped her books up and prepared for
cheerleading practice when her Kimmunicator beeped. "Whaddup, Wade?" Kim
asked.
Wade frowned, his computer keys clicking. "A museum was broken into last night-no suspects yet. You should go check it out."
Kim nodded, and said, "Just arrange a ride, and I'll be ready to go." "You got it, Kim," Wade said, and signed off. Kim sighed, and headed to cheerleading practice.
Just as she had thought, the other cheerleaders had gathered together instead of canceling afternoon practice like Bonnie had said. "Hey, team!" Kim greeted them tiredly. "Listen, I gotta go...Bonnie, you take over," she said grudgingly. Bonnie smiled victoriously, and said, "Thanks, Kim. I got it handled here-you go on and do whatever it is that you do."
Fuming, Kim turned and stalked off, grabbing Ron in the hall, and said, "Come on, we got work to do."
~
Kim and Ron climbed out of the private jet. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. O'Malley," Kim said. "It's the least I can do since you saved my Cuddle Buddies collection," Mr. O'Malley answered. "Anybody could rescue 500 Cuddle Buddies from a giant monkey," Kim waved it off. Ron grew pale from recollection.
They entered the quiet museum, and walked down the hall. "Unusually quiet," Kim noted, and Ron shuddered as they passed a monkey artifact.
"I think it was Monkeyfist," he said suddenly. Kim rolled her eyes, and said, "Whenever we encounter ANYTHING monkey, you always blame it on Monkeyfist."
"Maybe because he's to blame!" Ron bantered. "Come on, monkey boy," Kim said, dragging him towards a lighted room.
"Hello?" Kim called. "Anybody here?" Ron shrieked when someone suddenly appeared from the closet, and yelled on impulse, "It's a monkey!" "No, it's Professor Googenheim," Kim corrected him gently. "Nice to meet you, Professor." They shook hands, and the Professor spoke with a thick German accent.
"Ms. Possible," he bowed. "Delighted to meet you." He glanced over at Ron who was cowering with fear in the corner. "Is your friend all right?"
"Oh, he's fine," Kim said. "He just has a mild case of monkey phobia."
"Monkey!" Ron screamed, and ran from the room.
"Anyhow," Professor Googenheim said, "someone broke into the museum last night and stole precious artifacts and works of art. We have been examining the security tapes closely, and our work has revealed this."
He stepped over to a TV monitor, and flipped a switch.
Kim gasped. The monitor had picked up the figure of the person who had been shadowing her all day at school!
Wade frowned, his computer keys clicking. "A museum was broken into last night-no suspects yet. You should go check it out."
Kim nodded, and said, "Just arrange a ride, and I'll be ready to go." "You got it, Kim," Wade said, and signed off. Kim sighed, and headed to cheerleading practice.
Just as she had thought, the other cheerleaders had gathered together instead of canceling afternoon practice like Bonnie had said. "Hey, team!" Kim greeted them tiredly. "Listen, I gotta go...Bonnie, you take over," she said grudgingly. Bonnie smiled victoriously, and said, "Thanks, Kim. I got it handled here-you go on and do whatever it is that you do."
Fuming, Kim turned and stalked off, grabbing Ron in the hall, and said, "Come on, we got work to do."
~
Kim and Ron climbed out of the private jet. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. O'Malley," Kim said. "It's the least I can do since you saved my Cuddle Buddies collection," Mr. O'Malley answered. "Anybody could rescue 500 Cuddle Buddies from a giant monkey," Kim waved it off. Ron grew pale from recollection.
They entered the quiet museum, and walked down the hall. "Unusually quiet," Kim noted, and Ron shuddered as they passed a monkey artifact.
"I think it was Monkeyfist," he said suddenly. Kim rolled her eyes, and said, "Whenever we encounter ANYTHING monkey, you always blame it on Monkeyfist."
"Maybe because he's to blame!" Ron bantered. "Come on, monkey boy," Kim said, dragging him towards a lighted room.
"Hello?" Kim called. "Anybody here?" Ron shrieked when someone suddenly appeared from the closet, and yelled on impulse, "It's a monkey!" "No, it's Professor Googenheim," Kim corrected him gently. "Nice to meet you, Professor." They shook hands, and the Professor spoke with a thick German accent.
"Ms. Possible," he bowed. "Delighted to meet you." He glanced over at Ron who was cowering with fear in the corner. "Is your friend all right?"
"Oh, he's fine," Kim said. "He just has a mild case of monkey phobia."
"Monkey!" Ron screamed, and ran from the room.
"Anyhow," Professor Googenheim said, "someone broke into the museum last night and stole precious artifacts and works of art. We have been examining the security tapes closely, and our work has revealed this."
He stepped over to a TV monitor, and flipped a switch.
Kim gasped. The monitor had picked up the figure of the person who had been shadowing her all day at school!