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Somewhere in Europe on a private island…
"Father, I do not understand. Why are holding this fashionably dressed young woman captive?" the twenty-ish boy in yellow asked.
"Junior, we have been over this many times! The villains' handbook says I must not reveal the evil plan to anyone until just before we send the heroes to their doom."
"But I am your son. If you will not let me have my own disco nightclub, I have nothing interesting to think about."
"Oh, all right." SSS gave in. "It is not my own plan anyway. We have tied up this princess so that we may use our expensive torture devices to ultimately force her to tell us all the inside secrets of the monarchy to which she belongs."
"Oh, but we have no use for these royal secrets. Do we?"
"No, my son. We are simply holding her here. I owed a favor to that greenish lady who tutored you- I cannot believe she beat me at poker!"
"Shego!" Jr. smiled at the thought of her, "She changed my life forever."
Senior gave him a stern look. They heard a faint scraping noise.
"Ah, I see you are trying to escape. It is no use. These ropes are unbreakable, the latest from HenchCo."
The bound and gagged princess stopped struggling. Anger showed in her eyes.
"I feel a bit sorry for her," Junior lowered his eyes. "She is quite gorgeous- would make a perfect match for me. Yet I am reminded of someone." He thought for a moment.
"Kim Possible! They are much alike…Could it be? Are you a blue fox?"
Nattie nodded ever so slightly.
Junior squealed delightedly. "YES! My search has ended! Father, I will not let you torture my soulmate."
"Son, you must stop these childish antics. I am a successful evil billionaire, and I do not need a soulmate."
"No! It is not fair! First Shego, now her. You never allow any women in my life. I have not even met my mother!"
Senior got a dreamy look in his eyes. "Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl. Left me the day before my uncle died and I inherited his fortune…this is beside the point! I will do what I must and you shall not protest."
"Fine! What will you do with your stupid information anyway?"
Senior's evil look returned. "We must give it to the one who holds the power of tai-xing pek-wa." (How do you spell that anyway?)
He broke into a round of evil laughter.
Thought I'd prolong the suspense by switching over to the Seniors. This is important, though.