Kim Possible and Street Hawk vs the Senor Seniors p 8

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or Street Hawk. Wish I did though.

Kim's Rescue and Junior's Injury

Ron slips the Glock out of the holster, picks a magazine out of the pouch and slaps it into the well. He then primes the gun and re-holsters it. He looks ahead of him and decides to ride some of the way and then park the bike in a suitable hiding spot. He then asks Norman something of importance.

"Norman, if I were to get on the bike first and Kim second, would we be thrown off?"

"No, Ron. As long as the primary rider is on there, you can ride doubled on the bike. In theory, at least. You see, I never came across this situation before."

"Guess we'll see, won't we? I'm going in."

Sighing, Ron then starts riding along the jungle path, hoping that Kim will be all right.

Inside, Kim is quietly contemplating her situation. She then hears a key in the lock. She gets up and sees SSS at the door. "Ah, Kimberly Possible. How have you been?"

Kim replies, "Same old, same old. Just in love with the dearest guy I know."

"And that would be whom?"

"My boyfriend, Ron Stoppable."

"Oh yes, the buffoon that used to help you before he had his knee destroyed two months ago. Dear girl, what do you see in him? He's not well coordinated, is introverted and spineless. The one you should be going for is my son."

"Oh, sure. That explains why I barfed all over the biggest picture of him. Get a clue, Senor Senior Senior. I am not interested in that lunk-head son of yours. The only one for me is Ron. He saved my life quite a few times and one time was pretty spicy come to think of it. I had gotten a bomb stuck to my nose and Ron burned out the circuits with hot sauce. El Diablo Hot Sauce in particular. I was wearing my cheerleading outfit as he bended me backwards and put a small amount of hot sauce on the bomb. As he did so, all I could think was, 'I'm gonna die and I won't have the chance to tell him how I feel about him.' Of course, that was long before I started feeling that way about him. But, I survived and he will save me. He'll either come himself or he'll send Street Hawk."

"How can he possibly do so? The boy is a loser, a spineless wimp. Nobody cares about what happens to him. He is unimportant to the world."

Angered, Kim says, "He may not be important to the world, but he is my world, my dearest friend and my boyfriend! Anyone that would dare to badmouth him deserves to be harmed!"

SSS walks forward and slaps her, saying, "Go for my son by choice or force. Either dump the loser boyfriend or watch him die at my son's hands, leaving my son to take his place."

Kim snarls, "Go to hell, you old fart!"

SSS smiles sinisterly and says, "Have it your way, Miss Possible." He then walks out and closes the door, locking it behind him.

Kim starts sniffling and wonders what'll happen when and if Ron dies at Junior's hands. She then starts hoping he'll fight for his life and win the fight. She smiles at the thought of Junior in pain from Ron's gun. The thought makes her ill at ease, but she finds the idea strangely, and perversely, entertaining.

Ron gets halfway to the house and finds a suitable spot to leave the bike. He breaks some branches and uses them to cover the cycle. When it's completely concealed, he nods in approval and runs toward the house. He then takes cover when he sees SSS and SSJ on the heli-pad. Ron wishes he could hear the exchange, but does note that the tone between the two of them is not very cheerful.

He then sees SSS get into the helicopter, a Bell Jet Ranger, and take off, leaving SSJ all alone. Ron smiles and decides to hurt Junior a little bit. He runs up silently behind him, remembering his ninja training, slips out the Glock and says, "Guess who, dummy."

SSJ is taken aback and starts pleading with Street Hawk not to harm him. "Please, don't hurt me, Street Hawk. I just wanted to be happy with the blue fox."

Street Hawk then asks, "Where's Miss Possible? Her boyfriend is waiting to see her safe and sound. Why do you think I'm here? He sent me to be sure she is safe and sound."

SSJ quietly nods and starts walking, Street Hawk holding the gun on his back. They go into the house and Junior leads him to the room. Street Hawk growls, "Open it." SSJ nods and unlocks it.

Kim looks at the door when she hears the lock releasing. When the door opens, she sees Junior and Street Hawk walking into the room. "Street Hawk? How did you get here?"

"A hydro-mode on the motorcycle. Are you ready to go home?"

"You bet I am. Bye, Junior. Wish I could thank you for the stay, but this room sickens me. You should really do something about the mess on the wall over there." She then smiles and points to the picture that was ruined by her vomit.

Angered at the sight, Junior moves to strike her when Street Hawk sends a round right into the back of his right knee, saying, "If you move to strike Miss Possible, you lose a knee. One more try like that, you will lose more."

Stunned, Kim smiles and walks toward Street Hawk, wrapping him in a friendly embrace, saying, "Come on, let's go. Ron's bound to be waiting for us. By the way, Junior, I prefer a pink sloth to a yellow trout any day." She then kicks him in his right flank, cracking some ribs.

Street Hawk nods in approval and they both walk out of the room, the house and run for the bike.