(Cut to Veeken, sleeping restlessly on her bed. The computer is inert now, and looks like it's been that way for awhile. Suddenly, the computer activates, and green lettering appears on the screen, ala The Matrix.)
Computer: Veeken...
Veeken: (sleepily) Five more minutes, mommy…
Computer: Wake up, Veeken.
(Veeken wakes up, rubbing her head.)
Veeken: What is it-? (realizes the computer is talking to her) Um, who are you?
Computer: There is no time for explanations. You must find the Supreme Being and save him from an eternal, and ultimate demise.
Veeken: But-?
Computer: No, not that kind of death. I'm referring to a death of memory and emotion, not knowing who you are, or being able to feel, for all eternity.
Veeken: Oh. But how do I find him or her? How will I know who this (quotation fingers) "Supreme Being" is?
Computer: Do not search for the Supreme Being. He will come to you.
Veeken: And that means?
Computer: You will know when the time comes...
(The computer starts glowing with a bright light. Veeken covers her face, blocking out the light. Cut to Veeken, waking up the next morning, really freaked.)
Veeken: No, Ms. Serantis! I didn't steal the smegging disk!
Kim: (off-screen) Veeken?
Veeken: WHAT?!
(Kim is standing next to Veeken, who is now fully awake.)
Kim: Veeken, calm down. There's no Ms. Serantis here, and there's no-(beat) Okay, I'll admit there is a disk, but nothing else. Besides, it's Saturday. No school, remember?
Veeken: Oh, right. (sigh of relief)
(There is a moment of uneasy silence, which Kim breaks by saying-.)
Kim: Don't you have somewhere to-?
Veeken: Oh, my job at Club Banana! (grabbing Kim by her shoulders) Thanks for reminding me, KP!
(Veeken literally dives into her closet, while Kim looks on, the latter's eyebrow raised at the former's enthusiasm at the task. Veeken finally steps out of the closet, clothed in a light blue t-shirt and a pair of "Giza-green" cargoes.)
Veeken: (cont) So, what do you think?
Kim: (beat) Did you get those from my closet?
Veeken: Actually, I don't know how they got there.
Kim: (shrugging it off) Whatever.
(Veeken checks her wrist, as if checking a watch, and recoils with faked shock.)
Veeken: Look at the time!
Kim: (stuttering) But-.
Veeken: Gotta go!
Kim: What about-?
Veeken: Don't worry 'bout me, KP! I'll get something quick to eat for breakfast at the mall, okay?
Kim: Hold on!
(Veeken is at the door, and is about to leave, but turns to look at Kim.)
Veeken: Okay, I'll bite. What?
Kim: (embarrassed) Wade wanted me to give you this in case of another mission. (holds out a backpack like her own which Veeken takes gratefully)
Veeken: Thanks.
(There is a moment of awkward silence.)
Veeken: (cont) So…
Kim: Good luck.
Veeken: Thanks!
(Veeken leaves the room. Cut to the interior of Club Banana. Monique is showing Veeken around, giving her the "Secrets of Style" as it were.)
Monique: So your job is to get things from shelves that the customers can't reach. I know, they might be able to get it themselves, but it's a customer courtesy thing.
Veeken: Right.
(Cut to a few hours later. It looks like not much has happened, so Monique and Veeken are playing a game of checkers.)
Monique: Your turn.
Veeken: I thought this place was popular.
Monique: Don't worry, it is. (beat) Of course, it is a bit odd...
(The Security Salesman from "Past" in A Sitch In Time, only a few years older, dashes in.)
Security Salesman: (out of breath) Which one of you is Monique?
(Monique is taken back by this question.)
Monique: (shakily) I-I am.
Security Salesman: Do you know of a way to contact Kim Possible?
Monique: (a little nervous) Um…
Veeken: What's the sitch?
Security Salesman: The laser defense system at Juno's Jewelry Store had a malfunction, and the clientele and personnel are trapped inside.
Veeken: What do the lasers, well, do?
Security Salesman: Well, they aren't exactly, well, dangerous, as in kill, but they will render the thief unconscious for several hours.
Veeken: Ouch.
Security Salesman: So, do you know how to contact Kim Possible?
(Veeken looks uncertain for a second, but then gains confidence.)
Veeken: Why didn't you ask that in the first place?
Security Salesman: So what do I need to do?
Veeken: Kim's at her home in Middleton right now. All you have to do is get to the nearest phone and call this number. (produces a piece of paper with a phone number on it)
(Monique, getting at what Veeken is trying to do, hides the phone.)
Security Salesman: Madam!
Monique: (snapping to attention) Yeah?
Security Salesman: Do you know where I can find the nearest pay phone?
Monique: Dude, the nearest pay phone is halfway across the mall.
Security Salesman: But-?
Veeken: There's no time for chatter, man! Someone could have been knocked out by now!
Security Salesman: Don't worry, I'll hurry as fast as I can.
(The Security Salesman leaves in a hurry.)
Veeken: Where is Juno's Jewelry Store, anyway?
Monique: It's only a few stores down. I think we might get there long before that guy reaches that pay phone at any rate. (beat; suspiciously) Why do you want to know?
Veeken: Never mind that, just follow me.
(Veeken leaves, with Monique looking on. Turning back to the checkout counter, she places a sign reading "Out to Lunch" on it, and follows Veeken. Cut to Juno's Jewelry Store, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers and a few police and technicians. Veeken runs up, stopping in front of the store's entrance, with Monique following doggedly.)
Veeken: What's the sitch?
(There are several customers and personnel inside the store, including a fancily-dressed sales clerk.)
Clerk: If you push the red button on the remote, the laser system will shut down! But you must avoid the lasers at all costs.
(Veeken backs up, and the crowd parts, giving her space. Cue music: It's Just You {after the "Not a superhero, It's Just You" line}. Suddenly, Veeken dashes forward, leaping into the store. Jumping and ducking under several laser beams, pressing herself against the wall, the laser close to touching her head. Monique gasps in fear, and covers her mouth with her hands. Veeken gathers her courage, and, with her legs beneath her, does a leap over a laser beam into a hand spring, pulling of several consecutive cheerleader moves to avoid the lasers, then leaping up onto a suspended lamp {The kind that have shades like upside-down bowls}. Cut to Monique, who is now standing next to Drakken, and Ratigan, who is interested in a childish sort of way, and all are watching, Drakken's head turning to look up, then down, then to the right, then horizontally to the left. Cut back to Veeken, who has reached the remote, and, doing a flip in midair, lands next to the remote, her right foot pushing the button. Immediately, the lasers vanish. Cut back to Monique, Drakken, and Ratigan, who smiles mysteriously, yet knowingly. Veeken removes her foot from the remote, and bows to the crowd, who applaud enthusiastically.)
Veeken: No, thank you, thank you.
(Cut to Ratigan, leaning against a tree planted like they often do in malls, smiling at this display. Suddenly, he turns and looks at something off-screen, and his expression of amusement and interest turns to one of fear. Cut to what Ratigan is so shocked to see: Two mice, Basil and Dawson, from The Great Mouse Detective, rounding a corner. Cut to the general scene, only the crowd has dispersed, and the clientele and personnel are getting their act together. Monique darts up to Veeken, who has seen Ratigan, and how he reacted to Basil and Dawson, and is pondering a singular question: Why would Ratigan, the World's Greatest Criminal Mind, treat his arch-foes, whom one would expect little or no fear towards, like the proverbial plague?)
Monique: Girl, that was amazing! How did you-? (noticing Veeken's mind is clearly somewhere else) Veek? Veeken?
(Veeken finally notices Monique, and snaps out of her strange trance-like state.)
Veeken: Oh, hey.
Monique: Girl, what's up with you? You look like you've seen-.
(Veeken cuts her off, pointing at the retreating Ratigan, who Monique catches a glimpse of.)
Monique: (cont) He was standing next to me when you were getting past the lasers! (pauses in thought) I wonder what he's so scared of…
(Veeken merely glances at the now-leaving Basil and Dawson.)
Veeken: Yes, I wonder…
(To be continued...)