"Dangerous Girls," written by Freedom Fighter

Although I haven't picked out an official 'final chapter' number, we're are getting pretty close. This is where things should get exciting... enjoy Chapter 14!

Oh, and sorry for this being delayed a week. Gotta kinda sidetracked last week...

Disclaimer: None of the characters from either "Kim Possible" or "The Powerpuff Girls" belong to me.


Chapter 14 - Plan A or Plan B? (03.21.05)

"So you've managed to get out of jail... Mojo Jojo!"

"No thanks to you, Doctor Drakken!"

The two evil geniuses were reunited for the first time since their initial scheme together went south thanks to the Powerpuff Girls and Kim Possible.

"How did you, a virtual outsider, managed to elude the local authorities and keep yourself out of going to jail?" Mojo asked. "Do you know how dark and damp the cell that I was forced to reside in was?"

"Because those goody two-shoe adversaries of yours thought you were holding me hostage! They know what you're capable of... but they don't know me!"

"Exactly! And that's why you will be heading up our next evil scheme?"

"Really?"

"Really. Just let me do the thinking, because you don't seem to be made for it."

Drakken nearly did a double take. "What's that supposed to mean?"


Meanwhile, at the Morebucks Mansion, Bonnie emerged from the last of the building's 13 restrooms with a mop in one hand and a bucket full of germy water in the other. She was still decked out in a maid's outfit, though there were specs of dirt and dust, as well as a water stain or two on it. And then there were the tangles in her brown hair...

But Bonnie seemed rather pleased as she admired the halls that sparkled around her. Despite her current condition, she was actually happy to have finished her work.

"This place is now completely spotless!" she announced. "Princess will probably have to buy me my own mansion when she sees how well I spruced the place up!"

After depositing her cleaning utensils in a nearby broom closet, Bonnie walked down the hallway from which she originally came.

"I bet Princess is already back and she's got her gift to me in hand, ready to give it to me! Now all I have to do is find my way to the main lobby!"

Bonnie began to hum a tune as she began her journey back to civilization.


"So," Mojo Jojo began, "just what is your diabolical plan to take over Townsville this time?"

"My diabolical plan involves creating a doomsday device the likes of which no one has ever seen! Bwa ha ha ha ha!" Drakken chuckled.

Mojo sighed. "It doesn't happen to involve a giant ray gun, does it?"

Drakken cursed under his breath. "Blast!"

"You are so predictable. I bet you strike fear into the heart of that cheerleading nemesis of yours!"

"And you have a better idea, monkey?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. Behold!"

Reaching into his pocket, Mojo pulled out a napkin which had an assortment of marks on it. Enough to form a blueprint of his master plan.

"Sitting in my laboratory right now are the tools that I, Mojo Jojo, need to create my weapon of ultimate terror and destruction! Once completed, I will unleash it on the unsuspecting populace of Townsville, 'causing them to scurry out of the way to avoid being flattened by my denizen of evil!"

Drakken sighed. "A giant robot? Who's being predictable now?"

Mojo scoffed. "Like your ray gun is anything to write home about!"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Not really, but if you, Doctor Drakken, really want to make it one... then I, Mojo Jojo, would be more than willing to take you up on your offer!"

"Fine! We'll each make a plan, work through the night, and then in the morning, we'll compare our plans and see who has the bestest!"

Mojo cringed at Drakken's bad English. "Whatever... whomever has the 'best' plan will lead our assault on Townsville... and then the world!"

"Exactly!"


And so work begins for these two star-crossed evil geniuses, attempting to outdo each other in this crazy competition pitting brains against brains, ray guns against giant robots, and blue-skinned men against man-like monkeys!

At Townsville Technical Institute, Drakken and his henchmen were hard at work soldering circuit boards and carving out metal casings to cover the ray gun's power source.

And at Mojo Jojo's laboratory, Mojo worked solo as he began sculpting his robot's head and then went to work creating a missile defense system for it.


The sun rose in the East as another morning dawned on the city of Townsville. But unlike most people on Sunday mornings, two certain evildoers were looking to make a peaceful end to the weekend chaotic.

Just outside Mojo Jojo's volcano-top lab, Doctor Drakken and his henchmen were gathering to present their doomsday device to their partner-in-crime. And Drakken seemed to be awful pleased with their results.

"Now remember... don't say anything about the you-know-what. I'll do the talking."

As his henchmen nodded, Drakken reached over to knock on the door. Before he could, though, the door swung open to reveal Mojo Jojo with an evil grin on his face.

"Greetings, Doctor Drakken. I see you're already admitting defeat!"

"Nonsense! I just didn't want to have you wait to see my ingenious scheme come to fruition!"

Mojo pushed Drakken aside, and did the same with his henchmen, just so he could peer down to the ground and glance at Drakken's ultimate ray gun. Problem is... there was no giant ray gun there to greet his two eyes.

"What tomfoolery is this? Where is the ray gun, that weapon of mass destruction, you were supposed to construct last night?"

"Uh... why don't you show me yours first?"

"You were the one coming to me in a foolish attempt to prove your intellect is superior to my intellect! So why don't you show me yours?"

"Not until you do first, monkey boy!"

Mojo sighed, then shook his head. "Fine... whatever."

Mojo led Drakken and his henchmen into his laboratory, through his living quarters and into the area where he made all of his dastardly inventions of evil.

"Behold... my greatest scientific achievement ever! Introducing Mojo Jojo's very own personal servant of butt-kicking, the one and only... FREEDOM ELIMINATOR!"

Drakken gasped in amazement as he looked Mojo's newest robot creation from toe to head, admiring its sleek design, its piston-pounding power source, and the mean scowl on its face. He admired it so much that he kept looking up and up and up...

Until he realized that the robot didn't extend that far up. In fact, the robot was only a mere seven feet tall... pretty miniscule for a giant robot.

"I thought you said you were building a giant robot! Not building a new star center for the Townsville pro basketball team!"

Mojo picked up a wrench and started shaking it at Drakken. "You think robot parts grow on trees? Besides, I'm a genius, not a miracle worker. It's highly improbable that one of high IQ, such as myself, Mojo Jojo, had the physical and mental capabilities to build a 50-foot robot overnight!"

Drakken's henchmen, who were all pretty much stunned, glanced at each other as if grasping for straws as to what to comment on. Finally, one of them spoke up.

"Duh... couldn't you have thought of a better name for it?"

Mojo grumbled. "The name I wanted was alright copyrighted by some weird company that creates those cartoons with the giant robots. Starts with a B or somethingrather..."

"Then why didn't you just give it a simple name, like Astro?"

Drakken quickly turned around to berate his henchmen. "He's an evil genius! He doesn't have to explain his method of naming his technical doodads to you lowly slugs!"

"It's fine, Doctor Drakken," Mojo responded. "Besides, I'd love to hear what you decided to name... this thing!"

Mojo was holding up a small, mustard-colored rifle in his hands. Drakken nearly freaked out as he tried to reach for it, but Mojo kept the blue-faced genius at bay.

"I'm waiting," Mojo added impatiently, tapping his toes.

Drakken rolled his eyes. "Fine. This is the DRAKKEN 3000, which..."

Before Drakken could complete his statement, Mojo took the gun, aimed it at one of his henchmen, and pulled the trigger. The unwilling 'target' quickly ducked for cover, throwing his arms over his head to protect himself from bodily harm. He had closed his eyes, fearing the worst, but after feeling no pain after a few seconds, opened them back up.

Looking down, he saw that a small laser was aimed right at his chest, yet nothing was happening. Other than the fact that the laser was blinking on and off, thanks to Mojo's continuous pulling of the gun's trigger, he was perfectly safe.

"What is this? A toy laser gun?"

"Actually, it's..."

"Hey," stated one of the burlier henchman. "His shirt is starting to smoke."

Sure enough, upon glancing at the targeted henchman again, Drakken and Mojo noticed that the area where the laser was pointed to on his shirt was start to produce smoke at the point of impact. Mojo decided to release his finger on the trigger, stopping the laser and leaving a very small burn mark on the henchman's uniform.

"You expect to destroy the world with this thing?" Mojo asked. "No wonder that cheerleader always beats you."

"And this comes from a monkey who gets beaten by three little girls."

Drakken and Mojo glared at each other, gritting their teeth angrily.

"I don't think this is going to work out," Drakken admitted truthfully.

"For once I agree with you," Mojo added.

"So, I guess I'd better take my rifle back..."

"Wait!" exclaimed Mojo.

Mojo began examining the rifle in more detail, opening the control panel and checking over all of the circuits. He then noticed one glaring omission in its design.

"The power source for this weapon is way too small. And, according to my calculations, this laser has the receptors and circuits necessary to be able to function at 20 times its current output!"

"Well, you weren't the only one working with limited time and resources!"

Suddenly, an idea popped into both of the evil geniuses' brains.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Mojo asked.

"I'm an evil genius!" Drakken answered. "Of course I know what you're thinking!"

"Then shall we get started?"

"Of course."

Mojo and Drakken laughed maniacally, already foreshadowing an apparent victory for the bad guys. Their confidence shined outright as the two of them prepared for the destruction of the city of Townsville.


That's the end of Chapter 14! As usual, you can catch Chapter 15 here next Monday! Until then, don't forget to leave your comments about this story!