Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible or any other related characters. They are property of Disney.
A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so please review and tell me what you think. Flames are welcome. Anything that is in italic is either a character's thoughts or Kim's diary.
A/N2: I've just finished updating this chapter and if you see any mistakes, please let me know.
A/N3: Okay, now I'm completely done updating this chapter. (hopefully)
Chapter one: MIA
(Kim's Diary)
June 16, 2005
I've been out of high school for almost a month now, and so far, it's been a pretty active summer. The villains haven't given me two days a rest, and just yesterday Wade had me off on a mission to retrive some sort of ray thingy from Drakken and Shego in the middle of the Sahara. Recently the local law enforcement moved the villains from the prison to their own wing at the Middleton Institute for the Mentally Challenged (MIMC). They say the villains will be going for rehabilitation, but I think they're just tired of putting up with the villains, and I don't blame them. Oh, well, I suppose I'll just have to keep fighting the bad guys until they give up or someone has invented something that can hold them in. Wade's been working on this for years, and he still hasn't gotten far. It's almost time for me to meet Ron at Bueno Nacho, so I better stop typing or I'm going to be late.
Kim
(Bueno Nacho)
"Hey Ron." said Kim Possible, as she walked inside the Mexican restaurant. Her red hair flowed beautifully behind her back as she walked to the booth she and Ron had sat at ever since the grand opening about ten years ago. Kim had ridden her bike there with Ron in the basket saying that you can't ride a tricycle to these types of events. She sat down and shielded her green eyes from the bright summer sun coming in through the window.
"Hi Kim! I have somethin' really cool to tell ya!" said Ron. The half eaten plate of nachos sitting on the table in front of him told Kim that he hadn't been waiting long. Ron was obviously excited about something as he bounced up and down in his seat, messing up his already unruly mop of blonde hair. he seemed different somehow. Today his chocolate brown eyes seemed lighter, happier, and empty of any fear.
"Okay Ron, spill already." said Kim, hoping he hadn't gotten another ninety-nine million dollar check for his invention of the naco. Ron's first job at Bueno Nacho was where he had introduced his taco and nacho mixture, and later Tuesday became naco night. When Ron got his first check from the naco sales, he had turned into a big-headed jerk, caught up in being popular and having Bonnie, Kim's cheerleading rival and the most popular girl in school, as a girlfriend. The tastey Mexican classic had never really been one of Kim's favorites, but she would eat them before her father's experimental space food.
"My family's goin' to Disney World next week!" Ron said as he scarfed down the rest of his nachos, forgetting all about his cheese- loving naked mole rat, Rufus.
"Hey!" Rufus chattered angrily.
"Are you serious? That's spankin.'" Kim said after calming Rufus down by buying him a grande size chimerito.
"And the best part is my mom said you can come too" said Ron already knowing that Kim would say yes.
"I'd love to go! Of course I'll have to okay it with the fam first." Kim said as she stood up to go ask her parents about the trip.
"See ya, KP." said Ron eyeing Rufus's chimerito.
"Bye Ron. Bye Rufus." said Kim as she left the cool, air- conditioned building and walked into the scorching sun.
(Kim's house)
Kim's home was a regular two-story house with a slanted roof and one-car garage. Her mother, Jenny Possible, was a neurosurgeon at the Middleton Hospital. Jen had short red hair, much like Kim's, and blue eyes. Kim's father, James Timothy Possible, was an absent-minded rocket scientist with brown hair and eyes. Jim and Tim, the tweebs, were Kim's younger brothers who happened to be twins. They could be annoying sometimes, but she still loved and cared deeply for them.
"Hi Mom, Dad. I'm home" Kim yelled to whoever might be home.
"Kimmy-cub, I'm in the kitchen. Your mother is working a double shift at the hospital tonight, and she asked me to make dinner." her father called out to her.
"You're not going to make us eat space food again are you? I didn't buy any goggles." Kim said as she walked into the kitchen.
"I thought you liked taking part in my job."
"Yeah, but not as a test subject."
"How about we order a pizza, then." asked her father.
"Sounds good." said Kim. "Ron and his family invited me on their two- week trip to Disney World. Can I go, please?"
"Sure Kimmie. Let me give your mother a call to be sure that she's okay with it." Dr. Possible picked up the phone and began to dial. "Wait a minute Kimberly." Kim had just turned around to go up to her room. She turned back and looked back at her father.
"Yes, Dad?"
"Will there be any boys there, too?"
"No. Well, Mr. Stoppable is going, but he's the only one."
"Alrighty, just as long there's no boys."
A few minutes later, James told his daughter that her mother had said yes and Kim happily thanked them and ran upstairs to her room to give Ron the good news.
In her room, Kim took her kimmunicator, a special PDA made by Wade, a twelve-year-old super genius, so he could talk to Kim without tying up the phone line, out of her pocket and plugged it into the wall so it could charge. Wade also ran her website and kept her up to date on her foes' whereabouts. When anyone sent something to her website, Wade would beep her and tell her where to go.
Kim picked up the phone and dialed Ron's number. After four rings the answering machine came on. 'That's funny' Kim thought. 'Ron should be home by now. Oh well, I'll try calling again later'
