Kim Possible and Street Hawk vs the Senor Seniors p 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or Street Hawk. Wish I did though.
A Chat With Norman and Junior's Arrival
The next day, after resting through the night, barely, Ron picks up the pistol, still in it's holster, the box of ammunition and wraps it all within his jacket, making look like he may need it later in the day. He then gets his cane and hobbles down the stairs. He then sees his parents smiling up at him like they are about to start laughing again.
Surprisingly enough, they don't. Mr. Stoppable says, "Ron, I know you're still in shock about your injury. So let me be frank. There is no way you can ride a motorcycle without a bending knee, unless you found someone to pay the bill." They start laughing again, this time with Ron joining in again.
He then says, "I'm going to go out for a while. I'll probably swing by KP's before I head back." At that, he goes to the door, opens it and hobbles out. He then decides it's time he had gotten himself a vehicle. He silently praises himself for putting some of his second royalties check in the bank while investing some of it in lucrative stocks. It wouldn't have been enough to pay for the surgery, but it would be enough to get himself a decent vehicle. As he walks, he thinks about what kind of vehicle he'd like.
When he has narrowed his choices, he finds himself at Command Center, fishes out the door opener, opens the door and walks in, closing it as he walks across the floor. He then hears Norman's laughter and decides it sounds about as crazed as Dr. Drakken's. 'Maybe they're related somehow', Ron mused.
He sees Norman in the motorcycle bay wrapping up the modifications and says, "Norman, I have something I want to talk to you about. Any time I went on a mission with KP, I never carried a gun. When I saw it, I freaked. But I understand that the rules have changed. I now have a rule regarding this gun. Any time I am not on duty, it will stay with my suit until I'm called upon."
Norman smiles and says, "I've been wondering when you'd say that, and I couldn't be prouder of your opinion. On that note, how would you like to do some target practice?"
"Where at? I don't see a place to shoot at in here."
Norman grins and replies, "Follow me, Ron." He then leads Ron to another part of Command Center and says, "Over here is the target area where we will hone your shooting skills. Why don't you go ahead and get set up while I get a target and put it out there."
Ron nods and unwraps the holster and the box of ammunition, puts his jacket on the floor, opens the box of ammunition and starts loading the magazines. He sees Norman return with a paper target and two sets of sight and hearing protectors. Ron puts the holster on and finishes loading the magazines. Norman places the sight and hearing protectors at Ron's side and proceeds to put the target into place.
When he's done, he returns to Ron's side, puts the protectors on and nods for Ron to do the same. When Ron does so, Norman says, "Load up, Ron, and let's see what you are made of." Ron nods and picks a magazine out of the pouch. He pulls the weapon out, slides the slide back, locks it into place and slips the magazine into the well. Smiling nervously, he pushes down on the slide release and sees the slide slam home.
Norman then says, "Breathe slow easy breaths, do not jerk the trigger and remember to release the trigger right after you fire." Ron nods and proceeds to open fire. Finding he enjoys shooting, he quickens the pace, the compensated barrel never flipping up with each shot. He goes through both magazines in thirty seconds, leaving a smoking open chamber and a grinning Ron. Ron then presses down on the slide release, holsters the handgun and he and Norman proceed to walk down the way where they see a surprising sight. The whole chest area is wasted.
"I did all this? But, I've never fired a gun before!"
"Maybe so, Ron. Which means you, my young cohort, are a natural. Remember what that card said? There will be times when you'll be away from the bike while on a mission. Some criminals don't use martial arts or screwy lackeys to do their dirty work. I pray you don't ever have to use that gun, but, it's better to be prepared, just in case." Ron nods at this and follows Norman to a secure location in which to store the gun.
At the Middleton Airport, a helicopter is coming in, attempting to land. Senor Senior Junior had been attempting to land, but is getting some major static. "This is SSJ1A99, once again, I am requesting clearance to land."
Air Traffic Control replies, "Negative, SSJ1A99, you are not a welcome party here. Any attempt to land will have you hurting."
SSJ says, "I demand to speak with your superiors! I also demand permission to land here! You cannot do this to me!"
Air Traffic Control replies, "I am the Air Boss here at the airport, you numb-skull, so your demands mean nothing to me. The FBI has made it clear that you are not welcome here, Senor Senior Junior."
Frustrated, SSJ sighs and sees a bunch of warehouses nearby. He then snickers and decides to land on one of them. Unfortunately for him, however, he has chosen the worst possible spot. Command Center.
Inside, Ron and Norman swap stories regarding their partners when they hear a helicopter touch down on the roof. Ron asks, "Are you expecting company?"
Norman replies, "Not that I know of. Let's see who we have." He then keys up the roof surveillance system and turns the cameras around until he sees the helicopter. "SSJ1A99. Who flies with that number?"
Ron replies, "It's just a hunch, but I'm convinced it's Senor Senior Junior's personal helicopter. He must be here to grab KP. I gotta warn her."
Norman says, "Okay, let's call her and give her a heads up. Just one thing. Why would he want to grab her?"
Ron sighs and tells him about the time Kim had gotten sucked into the Animology craze and learned she is a blue fox and her soul mate is a yellow trout. He even adds her horror when she learned who the yellow trout was. By the time he gets done, Norman is in stitches, slamming his head against a table cleared of equipment.
As Norman laughs, Ron calls Kim's house, hoping he'll be able to warn her before she goes anywhere. "Hello, Mrs. Dr. P. Is Kim home?"
"No Ron, she isn't. She went out with Monique and Bonnie to do some shopping at Club Banana and to do some 'girl talk'. You know, juicy gossip and all."
"Yeah, all right. Thanks Mrs. Dr. P."
"Ron, what's wrong? You sound shaken."
"If you hear from KP, tell her I called and said the yellow trout is in town. The big, dumb yellow trout."
"Okay Ron, I will. Does Kimmie know who it is?"
"Oh yeah, she knows all right."
"Thanks, Ron. Hope to see you soon. The boys miss you and Rufus coming around."
"I miss them too, Mrs. Dr. P. Bye."
"Bye Ron."
Ron looks at the screen and says, "I hope you call home soon, KP. Because if not, you could end up a hostage."
