(Later at the Possible household . . .)
Kim: So, this is my house, and probably where you'll be staying for awhile.
Veeken: Thanks.
(Later that night, in some park, a bunch of small light dots group together, and a figure materializes in the dark, laying on its back. The next part is spoken in voice-over, and we recognize the voice immediately as Professor Ratigan.)
Ratigan: I lay in the dark. Where am I? Where is my memory? Unrecallable. Phantoms make noises in the night. I am alone. I float like a star in the cosmos.
(Ratigan gets up and walks off into the darkness. Another figure materializes, standing up, and this figure bends down to where Ratigan was briefly lying.)
Figure: Bloody hell, Ratigan was here! This may be a good chance to recapture him for good.
(The figure dematerializes in a shower of stars, leaving behind no trace. The next morning . . .)
Kim: Say, Veeken, you ready to go to school?
(Veeken comes out wearing a backpack similar to Kim's, and carrying a silver portable CD player.)
Kim (cont): Um, what's that?
Veeken: My CD player. What's it look like?
Kim: So, what do you listen to?
Veeken: Mostly soundtracks, sometimes pop and stuff like that. Here, you might want to look at this. (Hands Kim the Kim Possible soundtrack)
Kim: I've got a soundtrack?!
Veeken: It's not really a soundtrack. It's mostly songs a bunch of artists wrote about you.
Kim: Oh, here. (Hands Veeken a Kimmunicator, only with different colors and there's nothing on the screen)
Wade: (Appearing on the screen) Hey, Veeken. So, what song do you want for your Kimmunicator?

Veeken: Can you-

Wade: Hold on. (Types furiously and a cord comes out and sticks into the headphone outlet on the CD player) Okay, choose the song you want to play for the sound. (Veeken chooses I'm Ready.) Okay, here it goes. (I'm Ready starts playing as an MIDI.)
Veeken: You rock, Wade.
(All of a sudden, someone clad in a black leather jacket falls out of a tree, only to hang on one of the branches.)
Kim: How'd you get in that tree?
Ret: There is no tree.
Veeken: Who the heck is that guy?
(A girl wearing normal clothes walks up behind Veeken. Everything about her pretty much screams normal except the fact that she's wielding a lightsaber.)
jedigirl: Local Matrix maniac.
Veeken: And you are?
jedigirl: The name's jedigirl, and this is Retribution, or Ret for short.
Veeken: Dr. Veeken.
jedigirl: Pleasure.
live2swim: jedigirl!
(A girl who is slightly older than jedigirl runs up beside jedigirl.)
Ret: Er, hi, live2swim.
Kim: Wait a minute. You know each other?!
jedigirl: Well, not personally. Actually, live2swim's my sister.
Ret: We just came here a few days ago.
Veeken: Lemme guess: You're from another dimension, too.
jedigirl: (pulls out a KP soundtrack CD) A ring-a-ding ding.
Veeken: Jilly from Jersey.
Kim: (shudders)
Veeken: So, um, where are you headed?
jedigirl: Middleton High.
Veeken: A-ring-a-ding ding. That's where we're headed, too.
Kim: (shudders some more)
Ron: Hey, Kim!
Syd: Yo, KP!
rons_gurl: Hi, Kim!
Veeken: Hi, Ron! Hey, Syd! (beat) Hey, you're the girl that I saw at Club Banana!
rons_gurl: The name's rons_gurl.
Veeken: I'm Dr. Veeken.
rons_gurl: Oh, so you're the Dr. Veeken that defeated Drakken, Shego, and their minions by only landing two blows.
Veeken: Well, it's no big. Those two had it coming, anyway. (to Syd) No offense.
Syd: None taken.
Veeken: (finger pointed in the air) To Middleton High!
Ron: A-ring-a-(Kim stops her.)
Kim: Please, for Pete's sake, don't say A-ring-a-ding ding!!! Do you want me to have a seizure, man?! (beat) GAH!!
(Song: The Bells of Middleton (The Bells of Notre Dame)
(Veeken puts The Hunchback of Notre Dame CD into the CD player. When she pushes play, the music starts in the background.)
Veeken: (Singing) Morning in Middleton, the city awakes
To the bells of Middleton.
The fisherman fishes, the baker-man bakes
To the bells of Middleton.
To the big bells as loud as the thunder,
To the little bells soft as a psalm,
And some say the soul of the city's
The toll of the bells;
The bells of Middleton.
(spoken) Listen, they're beautiful, no? So many colors of sound, so many changing moods. Because you know, they don't ring all by themselves.
Rufus: They don't?
Veeken: No, silly little naked mole rat. Up there, high in the dark bell tower lurks the mysterious bell-ringer. Who is this creature?
Kim: Who?
Veeken: What is he?
Ron: What?
Veeken: How did he come to be?
Syd: How?
Veeken: Hush-
Syd: (whines)
Veeken: And I shall tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man, and a monster.
Kim: Y'know, you scare me.
Veeken: Believe me, watching The Great Mouse Detective for, well, an uncountable number of times will do that to you.
Kim: The Great Mouse Detective? Puh-lease! That's a kids movie-
Veeken: That happens to boast one of Vincent Price's greatest characters, Professor Ratigan. In fact, that's who this story is about.
(sung) Dark was the night when the tale was begun
On the docks near the church, the church of London.
(Area: London at night. A small boat pushes through the water. Its passengers, three mice, and a cloaked Professor Ratigan.)
Ratigan: (whispering) Be careful, we'll be spotted.
Mouse #1: Hush.
Veeken: (voice-over, sung)
Four frightened criminals slid silently under
The docks at old London.
Mouse #2: Four guilders for safe passage into London.
Veeken (cont): But a trap had been laid for the villains
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
Mouse #3: Basil of Baker Street!
Veeken: The bells of Middleton.
Chorus: Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Veeken: Basil of Baker Street longed
To purge the world of vice and sin
Chorus: Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Veeken: Yet he blatantly refused
To see any kindness within
Basil: Bring these vermin to Scotland Yard.
(One of the mice stomps on Basil's foot, causing a distraction.)
Mouse #3: Professor! Run!
(Ratigan takes off in the direction of the church.)
Veeken: He ran.
Chorus: Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)
Quantus tremor est futurus (What trembling is to be)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)
(Ratigan reaches the doors, but they are locked.)
Ratigan: Sanctuary! I desire sanctuary!!
(But Basil is there quicker, knocking Ratigan to the ground, unconscious. Basil pulls out a dagger and prepares to do away with him.)
Dawson: Stop!
Veeken: Cried Dr. Dawson.
Basil: He is an unholy daemon.
I'm sending him back to hell where he belongs.
Dawson: (sung) Would you be wiling to spill blood on your hands
And on the Church of old London?
Basil: I am guiltless. He ran, and I pursued.
Dawson: Thus would cause your reputation to wilt
At the Church of old London.
Basil: (fiercely) My conscience is clear!
Dawson: You can lie to yourself and your allies,
You can claim that you haven't a qualm.
But you never can run from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
Of the church of Old London.
(The stars seem to form together to form a giant lion's head that stares down at Basil.)
Veeken: And for one time in his life
Of power and control,
Chorus: Kyrie Eleison (Lord have Mercy)
Veeken: Basil felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul.
Basil: Well, what shall I-? (beat) No, if I can't kill him, then he shouldn't be able to remember who he is, either.
(Basil appears to walk into the screen fading to black.)
Veeken: And so this is how Ratigan came to be
A shell of his former self.
His memories and emotions locked up in a gem,
Which is a beauty in itself.
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Middleton.
Who is the monster and who is the man?
Sing the bells of Mid-dle-ton.
(End song)
Ron: Wow. That was creepy. I wonder if it's true?
Kim: Oh, come off it, Ron. You know stories like that aren't true.
Veeken: This coming from a girl who's seen someone get Mystical Monkey Power? (beat) Well, sort of.
Kim: Let's just get to school, okay?