To My Readers: Sorry it took this long to update, I've been focusing mainly on Lilo & Stitch's Star Trek...

Monkey Mania

"Chee chee eeek!"
"Calm yourself, Naomi. Soon we will be out of the nacho."
Monkey Fist and three ninja monkeys were hiding in Bueno Nacho's giant nacho sign, while five more were hiding in the rim of the sombrero-shaped roof.
"Soon we will…"
"Defeat me?"
Kim Possible stood before him, balancing herself on a tomato.
"Kim Possible!"
She sprung into a handstand.
"The Drakken thing, yeah, it doesn't really work with you."
She then did two extremely tight cartwheels and slammed into Monkey Fist.
"Monkey ninjas ATTACK!" he yelled hoarsely.

"Wow, that was long and boring."
It had taken two long hours for Drakken to finish his lengthy speech. Apparently, every Lipsky on his father's side had had the famous Lipsky scar. Somehow, every Lipsky had got a scar somewhere on their face – with his father, he missed where he was aiming his doomsday device, with his grandfather, he got it whilst fumbling with some type of matter-antimatter ray. Drakken himself got it the day he'd met Shego – the local villain played around too much with a sharp pointy instrument and it slipped… Shego was the one who pulled it out, and Drakken remembered quite clearly asking 'Are you an angel?' And Shego had almost hit him. Since then they've been villain and sidekick.
"All I need is a plan. A smart plan."
"Like…"
Drakken suddenly stood up.
"I've got it!"
"Got what?"
He smirked.
"My plan will reveal itself in due time, Shego. First, I need you to steal some information for me…"

"Hai ya!"
Monkey Fist dodged yet another of Kim's attacks.
"You cannot defeat the master of Tai Shing Pek Kwar!"
He righted himself, and dusted off his robes.
"Now it's time to see what a true master of monkey kung fu can do!"
Kim smirked.
"Bring it."

Ron was sitting at the colourfully decorated tables of Bueno Nacho, opposite an African-American teenaged girl reading a magazine labelled "Teen Scene".
"Oh, this is so me!" she exclaimed, pointing to a picture of a supermodel dressed in "pink poof", a ballerina-style outfit bathed in a slight golden glow.
"I don't really care, as long as Kim arrives before naco night is over…"
Just then, Kim Possible plunged through the door headfirst, and only just managed to balance herself enough to perform a triple backwards flip, landing in front of Josh Mankey.
"Hey, Josh," she muttered hurriedly, as she jumped off the table and ran up to Ron.
"Er, Ron, you might want to move…"
"What do you mean…"
"I mean, get up before..."
A staff came crashing through the window, inches from Ron's head.
Ron bolted.
The holder of the staff jumped through the remaints of the window, showing no pain as his feet crunched through the glass…
"So, we meet again, buffoon. An ancient prophecy is about to be fulfilled, and I will make sure nothing gets in my way."