Kim tossed and turned on her small cot. Monique, on her other side, was sleeping soundly, while the tweebs were talking in their weird language quietly on the floor. Ron was sitting by a window, staring outside glumly.

Finally, Kim gave up her hopeless task of getting to sleep and went over to Ron. "Hey," she said softly as she pulled up a chair. "Hey, KP," Ron said miserably. "What's wrong?" Kim asked.

Ron turned to her. "Well, let's think about this for a second...I'm cold, I'm tired, my parents are pod people, we're in Drakkan's lair, which, by the way, is very disconcerting, (hey! I didn't even know I knew that word!) Monique is snoring, and...oh yeah! Bueno Nacho doesn't deliver this far out in the country!" he whispered loudly.

"What does Bueno Nacho have to do with this?" Kim asked skeptically. Ron sighed and turned to the window again, where rain started to pour. A drop landed on his head and he looked up. "Oh, great," he muttered. "Now I'm wet, too."

A sharp knock on the door startled everyone. "Your turn," came a sleepy voice that Kim identified as Shego. "Try to sleep, Ron," Kim advised as she opened the door. "Jim and Tim, sleep. Now." She closed the door and walked into the hallway.

Shego grabbed her and took her to one side. "Listen," she said urgently. The floorboards creaked, and Shego and Kim ran to the closet where they hid momentarily. A calm, composed Drakkan walked by.

"Wait a second," Kim said to Shego. "Why is Drakkan not hiding under the bed or-whatever?"

Shego nodded grimly. "That's exactly it. Dr. D is not acting right at all. And look what I found placed in his room." She held up a bunch of wilted, yet fragrant flowers. Kim looked at Shego. "Pods."

Shego nodded again. "That's what I think. Somehow, the flowers were snuck in. But by who?"

The two looked at each other suspiciously for a moment, then they both said, "Not me!"

"Prove it," Kim challenged. Shego smiled frostily. "How?" "When Drakkan used the mind control on you, what item did he ask you to retrieve?" Kim smiled. "A dodo bird," Shego answered, then grunted. "I hate him for that. I should really kill him...oops, slip of tongue. Now you prove it: what was your first mission?"

"How would you know that?" Kim asked. "I read your online diary," Shego said mockingly. "I have my ways. Your answer?" "A excentric billionaire who was trapped by lethal laser beams," Kim answered automatically. "He had one of the rarest Cuddle Buddies: the Flamingoat. They only made ten!"

"How interesting," Shego said sarcastically. "You done?" "Yeah," Kim said. "So...who or what could it be?" Shego asked. Kim thought. Not Ron...Bueno Nacho revealed that. Jim and Tim were the same...suddenly Kim's eyes widened. It was not like Monique to sleep soundly. She was always wanting to talk or play Truth or Dare or something silly like that.

Kim groaned, "Nooo," and sank to the floor. "What?" Shego asked. "You lose your best friend?" Kim looked up at her, her eyes stricken with sadness.

"It's Monique," she whispered softly. "Well, we have to get her out of here!" Shego said. "But, I...I can't," Kim whispered brokenly. "She's Monique. I promised her nothing would happen to her. We can't just kill her!"

"Kim!" Shego grabbed Kim and shook her hard. "This is not Monique! It is some weird pod person who LOOKS like Monique! And this pod will kill us all, just like Drakkan will."

Kim gasped. "She's alone with Ron and the tweebs!"

A/N: Sorry it's so short! Please review quickly; I'm eager to hear your thoughts!