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Summary: Another mission- a routine butt-kicking, but something is wrong. Will Kim let it destroy her world?
This is my second attempt at the art of fanfiction. Please read and review.
Chapter 3-Get Me Outta Here!
Hours passed, and soon Ron had to leave because visiting hours were over. Kim still hadn't stirred. As Ron was leaving, he was thinking, 'I wonder how Kim got that. She's never seemed like a...well, y'know. Anything that happens- we'll be there for her- NO MATTER WHAT! Isn't that right, buddy?"
"Uh-huh, yeah!" Rufus squeaked.
In the hospital...
Room 315...
"Get me outta here. Somebody? Please? C'mon, Shego, please?" a low voice moaned, to no one since the room was empty besides herself, "Pleeeeeeeaaasse?!?"
Back outside...
Ron began walking the eight blocks from Middleton General Hospital to his house; all the while he was thinking about all of their missions. He thought of all the times that he had "big headiness" as Kim put it. "...and your head got so big you could have worn that!..." Kim had said pointing at the Bueno Nacho sombrero,' he remembered that day, the day that he was 'The Ron Fator'. He was trudging down the street with his head down, still thinking about Kim when he heard a loud voice, "Hey, Buffoon! Where's Kim?"
Ron looked around, confused; he soon realized that he had walked past his street. He was now in a dark neighborhood, and judging by that voice, he had stumbled upon Drakken's lair.
Inside the lair...
"Oh, now you did it. With any luck, he won't call the authorities or the cheerleader." another loud voice echoed off of the walls, "If you would have just shut up..."
"I'll handle this, Shego. I want you to go down there and bring him up. I'll keep him bus..."the voice halted, " Um, Shego? What are you doing? You don't need that to handle the buffoon.'
"This might be a trap, Dr. D.," the green and black clad vixen replied, "...and I want to be prepared." she said with the laser gun at the ready.
Drakken went back to the window and started speaking again.
Answering Drakken's question, "Obviously, not with me. Besides, why would I tell you that she's in the hospi...tal...lity center? Just so you can go and kill her?" Ron faltered. A single tear rolled down his cheek.
"Actually," Drakken said, "I was going to crush her spirit, but...y'know, I like your idea better."
'Just great, Stoppable. You've just given your friend's enemy an idea to use against her,' Ron thought.
"Good work Dr. D. You kept him busy long enough for me to get him, but I gotta know. Why do we need Kim Possible's dopey sidekick anyway?" the 'mad' doctor's assistant asked, completely bored out of her mind.
"You'll see, Shego. In due time you'll see. MUWAHAHA..."
"Yeah, ZIP IT! The laughter... it stops...," Shego said looking at her watch, "NOW! I still don't know why you need Stoppable."
Drakken was getting agitated, so he turned on the news. Fortunately and unfortunately for Ron, he had to hear the same news cast, on account of, he was in the same room.
"Good evening. I'm Vicki Deich. The late breaking news on Kim Possible's condition in a moment-after a word from our sponsors. Please stay tuned." the news anchorwoman said.
"Who wants to hear about Kim Possible's 'condition'?" Drakken mimicked the woman. He put in a movie and hit the play button. Just as soon as it started, it stopped. Drakken repeated the process several times. Then he looked at Shego who was holding the remote. "Would you stop that already? No one wants to hear about Kim Possible."
"We could use this information to our advantge." Shego said.
Drakken looked confused, then a light bulb came on in his head, "You know, Shego? We could use this information to our advantage. Good idea, huh? Glad I thought of it."
"Yeah, whatever," Shego said with annoyance and pain in her voice.
Ron looked at Rufus and replied, "Uh-oh!" Rufus agreed.
Ron didn't know what to do when the news came back on, "It seems that our own Middleton hero, Kim Possible is in..."
Ron screamed as loud as he could to distract Drakken and Shego.
"Shut the buffoon up! NOW! We're missing it!" Drakken demanded.
Shego strode over to Ron with a finger alight with her green glow and tapped his forehead. Ron was instantly knocked out. Rufus crawled up to Shego's arm and sunk his teeth into her.
"You little weasel!" Shego shreiked in pain. She flung Rufus across the room. Rufus was thrown into unconsciousness after colliding with the wall. The room was all of a sudden quiet, except for the anchorwoman's annoyingly high-pitched, shrill, whiny voice.
"Our own Tricia Lipowski is live on the scene at Middleton General Hospital, ready to give us a full report on everyone's favorite heroine. Tricia?" Vicki handed the story over to the field reporter.
"This is Tricia Lipowski reporting for the Middleton News. Kim Possible, everyone's favorite hometown heroine has landed herself here, in room 315 of Middleton General Hospital where her mother, Mrs. Dr. Possible, is a respected brain surgeon. I have been told that she has been a patient here for over a week- ever since she was rushed in by ambulence after a particularly stressful encounter with the evil mad man Mr. Drockin and his equally crazy girlfriend, Leego. Sources have said that while she did have a one on one battle with Leego, her injuries were not as bad as one would assume..." Tricia halted speech long enough to take several breaths.
"That's Dr. Drakken-not Mr. Drocken-you imbecile. I didn't drop out of eight years of medical school just to be called mister thank-you very much. I'm an evil genius, NOT A MAD MAN! Another thing- it's Shego. SHE-GO! NOT LEEGO. And she's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND..." Drakken hissed. 'Yet, anyway.' he thought, "GET IT RIGHT!" he yelled at the television.
"Quiet Dr. D. She's continuing," Shego interrupted.
"...Mrs. Dr. Possible has spoken with us; she said that if it had not been for Ronald Stoppable, Kim's best friend, Kim could have suffered some irreparable damage to the brain that may have resulted in spastic paralysis. Luckily, the only thing that Kim and everyone who supports her have to worry about is diabetes. Her doctor, Dr. Taylor H. Kneads just diagnosed her with the type two diabetes..." Tricia said. She clutched her ear a couple of times, then continued, "it seems I've made a mistake. I need to correct what I said earlier. Kim was battling against the evil Dr. Drakken and his assistant, Shego." Tricia tapped at her ear again, "This just in. I've just received word that Kim Possible is being transported to the psychiatric ward of Middleton General Hospital for further observation and study. Sources say that a nurse on routine rounds walked into her room to discover that Kim was talking to an invisible person who supposedly happens to be a miss Shego..."
Upon hearing her name, Shego jumped up, off of the couch and began pacing the room. 'What does she want with me,' she thought.
Tricia continued, " Yes, in deed, it seems that Kim has been asking for Dr. Drakken's assistant to get her out of the hospital, but one must wonder what is really going through her mind... To quote Miss Possible herself, "Get me outta here. Somebody? Please? C'mon, Shego? Pleeeeeeeaaasse?!?"
Drakken turned the t.v. off. "What's the matter, Shego?" he asked his assistant.
"Why does she want me?" Shego wondered aloud. She walked to the window and peered out; she could have sworn that she heard someone calling out to her despite the window being closed, "SHEGO! HEELLLP MEEEEEEEEE! GET ME OUTTA HERE!"
NOTE: Sorry about the length. When I originally wrote this chapter, it wasn't this long, but I RE-wrote it to include humor.
Summary: Another mission- a routine butt-kicking, but something is wrong. Will Kim let it destroy her world?
This is my second attempt at the art of fanfiction. Please read and review.
Chapter 3-Get Me Outta Here!
Hours passed, and soon Ron had to leave because visiting hours were over. Kim still hadn't stirred. As Ron was leaving, he was thinking, 'I wonder how Kim got that. She's never seemed like a...well, y'know. Anything that happens- we'll be there for her- NO MATTER WHAT! Isn't that right, buddy?"
"Uh-huh, yeah!" Rufus squeaked.
In the hospital...
Room 315...
"Get me outta here. Somebody? Please? C'mon, Shego, please?" a low voice moaned, to no one since the room was empty besides herself, "Pleeeeeeeaaasse?!?"
Back outside...
Ron began walking the eight blocks from Middleton General Hospital to his house; all the while he was thinking about all of their missions. He thought of all the times that he had "big headiness" as Kim put it. "...and your head got so big you could have worn that!..." Kim had said pointing at the Bueno Nacho sombrero,' he remembered that day, the day that he was 'The Ron Fator'. He was trudging down the street with his head down, still thinking about Kim when he heard a loud voice, "Hey, Buffoon! Where's Kim?"
Ron looked around, confused; he soon realized that he had walked past his street. He was now in a dark neighborhood, and judging by that voice, he had stumbled upon Drakken's lair.
Inside the lair...
"Oh, now you did it. With any luck, he won't call the authorities or the cheerleader." another loud voice echoed off of the walls, "If you would have just shut up..."
"I'll handle this, Shego. I want you to go down there and bring him up. I'll keep him bus..."the voice halted, " Um, Shego? What are you doing? You don't need that to handle the buffoon.'
"This might be a trap, Dr. D.," the green and black clad vixen replied, "...and I want to be prepared." she said with the laser gun at the ready.
Drakken went back to the window and started speaking again.
Answering Drakken's question, "Obviously, not with me. Besides, why would I tell you that she's in the hospi...tal...lity center? Just so you can go and kill her?" Ron faltered. A single tear rolled down his cheek.
"Actually," Drakken said, "I was going to crush her spirit, but...y'know, I like your idea better."
'Just great, Stoppable. You've just given your friend's enemy an idea to use against her,' Ron thought.
"Good work Dr. D. You kept him busy long enough for me to get him, but I gotta know. Why do we need Kim Possible's dopey sidekick anyway?" the 'mad' doctor's assistant asked, completely bored out of her mind.
"You'll see, Shego. In due time you'll see. MUWAHAHA..."
"Yeah, ZIP IT! The laughter... it stops...," Shego said looking at her watch, "NOW! I still don't know why you need Stoppable."
Drakken was getting agitated, so he turned on the news. Fortunately and unfortunately for Ron, he had to hear the same news cast, on account of, he was in the same room.
"Good evening. I'm Vicki Deich. The late breaking news on Kim Possible's condition in a moment-after a word from our sponsors. Please stay tuned." the news anchorwoman said.
"Who wants to hear about Kim Possible's 'condition'?" Drakken mimicked the woman. He put in a movie and hit the play button. Just as soon as it started, it stopped. Drakken repeated the process several times. Then he looked at Shego who was holding the remote. "Would you stop that already? No one wants to hear about Kim Possible."
"We could use this information to our advantge." Shego said.
Drakken looked confused, then a light bulb came on in his head, "You know, Shego? We could use this information to our advantage. Good idea, huh? Glad I thought of it."
"Yeah, whatever," Shego said with annoyance and pain in her voice.
Ron looked at Rufus and replied, "Uh-oh!" Rufus agreed.
Ron didn't know what to do when the news came back on, "It seems that our own Middleton hero, Kim Possible is in..."
Ron screamed as loud as he could to distract Drakken and Shego.
"Shut the buffoon up! NOW! We're missing it!" Drakken demanded.
Shego strode over to Ron with a finger alight with her green glow and tapped his forehead. Ron was instantly knocked out. Rufus crawled up to Shego's arm and sunk his teeth into her.
"You little weasel!" Shego shreiked in pain. She flung Rufus across the room. Rufus was thrown into unconsciousness after colliding with the wall. The room was all of a sudden quiet, except for the anchorwoman's annoyingly high-pitched, shrill, whiny voice.
"Our own Tricia Lipowski is live on the scene at Middleton General Hospital, ready to give us a full report on everyone's favorite heroine. Tricia?" Vicki handed the story over to the field reporter.
"This is Tricia Lipowski reporting for the Middleton News. Kim Possible, everyone's favorite hometown heroine has landed herself here, in room 315 of Middleton General Hospital where her mother, Mrs. Dr. Possible, is a respected brain surgeon. I have been told that she has been a patient here for over a week- ever since she was rushed in by ambulence after a particularly stressful encounter with the evil mad man Mr. Drockin and his equally crazy girlfriend, Leego. Sources have said that while she did have a one on one battle with Leego, her injuries were not as bad as one would assume..." Tricia halted speech long enough to take several breaths.
"That's Dr. Drakken-not Mr. Drocken-you imbecile. I didn't drop out of eight years of medical school just to be called mister thank-you very much. I'm an evil genius, NOT A MAD MAN! Another thing- it's Shego. SHE-GO! NOT LEEGO. And she's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND..." Drakken hissed. 'Yet, anyway.' he thought, "GET IT RIGHT!" he yelled at the television.
"Quiet Dr. D. She's continuing," Shego interrupted.
"...Mrs. Dr. Possible has spoken with us; she said that if it had not been for Ronald Stoppable, Kim's best friend, Kim could have suffered some irreparable damage to the brain that may have resulted in spastic paralysis. Luckily, the only thing that Kim and everyone who supports her have to worry about is diabetes. Her doctor, Dr. Taylor H. Kneads just diagnosed her with the type two diabetes..." Tricia said. She clutched her ear a couple of times, then continued, "it seems I've made a mistake. I need to correct what I said earlier. Kim was battling against the evil Dr. Drakken and his assistant, Shego." Tricia tapped at her ear again, "This just in. I've just received word that Kim Possible is being transported to the psychiatric ward of Middleton General Hospital for further observation and study. Sources say that a nurse on routine rounds walked into her room to discover that Kim was talking to an invisible person who supposedly happens to be a miss Shego..."
Upon hearing her name, Shego jumped up, off of the couch and began pacing the room. 'What does she want with me,' she thought.
Tricia continued, " Yes, in deed, it seems that Kim has been asking for Dr. Drakken's assistant to get her out of the hospital, but one must wonder what is really going through her mind... To quote Miss Possible herself, "Get me outta here. Somebody? Please? C'mon, Shego? Pleeeeeeeaaasse?!?"
Drakken turned the t.v. off. "What's the matter, Shego?" he asked his assistant.
"Why does she want me?" Shego wondered aloud. She walked to the window and peered out; she could have sworn that she heard someone calling out to her despite the window being closed, "SHEGO! HEELLLP MEEEEEEEEE! GET ME OUTTA HERE!"
NOTE: Sorry about the length. When I originally wrote this chapter, it wasn't this long, but I RE-wrote it to include humor.