Continuing on... Chapter 15! Once again, sorry for the delay! To offset any future delays... well, read the blurb at the end of the chapter!
What? You think I'd let you off without actually reading Chapter 15? Shame on you!
Disclaimer: None of the characters from either "Kim Possible" or "The Powerpuff Girls" belong to me.
Chapter 15 - We Couldn't Come Up with a Name for it, Either (04.04.05)
(The city of Townsville. Yes, again. This is a multi-day event, you know?)
The sun has risen on Townsville, and normally, the playgrounds and sidewalks on and around Pokey Oaks Kindergarten are empty on Sundays. Today was different, though, as the students there had just spend the past weekend with a big brother or sister from Middleton High School.
Students from both schools began to gather as the teenagers were beginning to load their belongings into their school buses for the long trip back home.
Mr. Barkin was checking off the list of his students as they arrived. Ms. Keane was nearby, as she watched as her own students began saying their farewells to their new friends.
"Let's see..." Barkin began, calling out, "anyone seen Flagg?"
"He's with Mitch Mitchelson," Ms. Keane replied. "But the last time I saw him..."
At the residence of Mitch Mitchelson...
"Um... are you sure your parents let you play with explosives?" Brick asked, who was tied to a chair with what looked like to be real dynamite attached to it. "Isn't this, um... dangerous?"
Mitch, who was all the way on the other side of his tattered bedroom, let out an evil chuckle as his trigger finger itched to press the lone button on a control panel rigged up to the dynamite.
"You ever see that movie 'Toy Story?'"
"Um... nope."
Mitch smirked. "Allow me to fill you in on the details..."
"I knew I shouldn't have assigned our star quarterback to the resident bad boy," Barkin shook his head. "What about Rockwaller?"
"Considering Princess went to jail for wrecking a department store, I would've expected Bonnie to get here by herself with no problem. But their mansion..."
"Let me think now..."
Bonnie was scratching her head in confusion as she continued to wander through the vast hallways of the Morebucks mansion, having spent hours trying to find the front lobby without much luck. Bonnie then clutched her stomach as it groaned in pain, and she did the same.
"Didn't Princess say from Restroom Number 13 that I make three rights, then two lefts, then another left, and one more right?"
Bonnie came to the end of a hallway which had two doors on her left and two on her right.
"Or was that first part two rights and three lefts?"
"A kindergartner lives in a mansion that requires its own zip code?" Barkin asked, then sighed. "I'm even afraid to ask where Possible and her two amigos are."
"They're with the Powerpuff Girls," Ms. Keane reassured him. "I'm sure they're perfectly safe."
Suddenly, Barkin noticed three strange individuals approaching from the city. Noticing the evil grins on their faces, he knew something wasn't right. And immediately, his concern for the safety of all of the kids and his fellow students' safety became top priority.
"Everyone, go inside the building!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "You'll be safe in there!"
"What's going on?" Ms. Keane asked.
"That..." he replied, pointing at the approaching trio, "is what's going on."
The approaching trio, if you hadn't guessed by now, are Mojo Jojo, Doctor Drakken, and Mojo's new robot, the Freedom Eliminator. And they weren't willing on waiting for their enemies to come to them. So, without warning, the Eliminator raises his right arm, now filled with Drakken's newly amplified laser gun, aims at a patch on the ground.
Right near a group of innocent kindergardners and their parents.
"Fire!" Mojo exclaimed. "FIRE!"
The Eliminator fired, and its intended targets immediately screamed for help, too panicked to jump out of the way. But at the last second, three flashes of light zoomed around the group, temporarily encasing them before carrying them off to safety.
Just in time, too, as the laser destroys a good chunk of the sidewalk where they were standing.
Immediately, Ms. Keane and Mr. Barkin urged their students and their students' friends and family members to take shelter inside the school.
"Everyone please make your way inside in an orderly fashion!" Ms. Keane announced.
"What do you think this is, a fire drill?" Mr. Barkin asked. "C'mon people, move, move, move!"
Screams of concerned students and parents filled the air ten times over as they rushed off the buses and the sidewalk and back into the building. As Barkin tried to help Keane round up any stragglers, he couldn't help but scowl at the evildoers in front of them, stooping to pick on little children.
And speaking of picking on little children, the Powerpuff Girls, the trio responsible for the saving flashes of light, float back down to the ground to allow the people they saved to seek shelter as well.
"First things first, girls!" ordered Blossom. "We need to make sure everyone's out of harm's way!"
"But what about Mojo?" Buttercup asked. "And... gasp... what's he doing here?"
Buttercup pointed out to her sisters of Drakken's presence alongside Mojo Jojo.
"Did Mojo capture him again?" questioned Bubbles.
"He can't be that stupid," replied her black-haired sister.
"I don't know..." Blossom wondered. "He doesn't look all that much like a hostage to me."
"That's because he's not."
The Powerpuffs turned around to see Kim and Ron running up to them, and not far behind them, Professor Utonium and Monique.
"So we meet again... Kim Possible!" sneered Mojo.
"Hey!" Drakken cut in. "That's my line! She's my arch-foe! I'm the only one that gets to say that line!"
Mojo sighed. "It doesn't matter who says it, for we are both meeting her again after falling to her in battle once before. Or in your case, many times before. So with that being the case, then by default the line should not belong to you, but to every villain that's tangled with..."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa... time out here!" Ron interrupted before turning to the girls. "Does he do this all the time?"
"Yep," the Powerpuffs quickly answered.
"This world has to give me another reason to hate monkeys!" Ron groaned.
"I'll give you one more reason to hate monkeys!" Drakken smirked as his legions of henchmen appeared from over the horizon. "My henchmen! They're sure to make a 'monkey' out of you! Bwa ha ha ha ha ha!"
Buttercup slapped the front of her forehead. "Aw man... lame!"
"Let me guess... he does this all the time too?" Blossom asked.
"Yep," Kim and Ron sighed.
"So Drakken must be your resident supervillain, huh?"
"I don't know if we'd call him super, but he's a villain," Ron replied.
"I can't believe we trusted him!" Bubbles screamed. "We let him into our house, had him eat our food, and he even saw us in our jammies! DO YOU KNOW HOW WRONG THAT IS?"
Everyone just stared at Bubbles, surprised at her sudden outburst. Except for the Professor who just simply responded...
"Hey! I was going to say that!"
"Ahem..." coughed Drakken. "If I remember right, I was about to send my monkeys... um, I mean henchmen, to attack you! So if you don't mind..."
"Stop making jokes about monkeys!" Mojo yelled at his associate. "If I wanted to hear jokes, I'd listen to a comedian, which you are far from one!"
"What are you talking about? Aren't you a monkey to begin with?"
"I am not a monkey! I am the evil genius, Mojo Jojo! I am a monkey with super intelligence the likes of which no one has ever seen!"
"That still makes you a monkey."
"Stop calling me a monkey!"
"Make me!"
The troop of heroes could only scratch their heads as Mojo and Drakken argued at each other for several minutes.
"So much for that theory about evil geniuses," Monique commented. "I mean, come on! Shouldn't they be arguing with us instead of with each other?"
Professor Utonium chuckled. "Well, if evil geniuses were that smart, then they would have taken over the world a long time ago."
The heroes start to laugh along with the professor. Their chuckles don't last long, though, as Mojo and Drakken had stopped arguing long enough to hear the professor's joke.
"He thinks he can insult us without us knowing?"
"We, that's you and I, though not in the maritally-related sort of way, must make him pay for his ill-timed wise crack..."
"Of buffoonery!"
Mojo frowned. "Please don't finish my sentences. Freedom Eliminator, fire on him!"
The Freedom Eliminator accessed its targeting system, adjusting its aim and shot power until his crosshairs had locked onto its target. Once it was set, the robot immediately launched a bright laser beam...
Right at Professor Utonium's head.
Oh no! Has the Professor told his last joke? Or will he and Mojo and Drakken continue to prove that geniuses have a horrible sense of humor?
Well, after the struggle to get the last two chapters done, I've decided to take a short break. There are only three chapters to go, but I want to have them all written and gone over before I release them to you guys. So it could be a few weeks or even a month until I start this up again.
Keep checking my webpage for news on when Chapter 16 will be posted. Until then... please don't forget to review the story! Whether it's about this chapter or past chapters. My inbox awaits your reply!