Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. Since this story is set 20plus years later, all the characters under twenty-five years of age are mine.

Back at Global Justice Headquarters, Flo gave the director a full report.

After Flo had explained, Kim sat at with her head in her hands.

"Wade, could I get a status on the usual suspects?" asked the Director dejectedly.

"Sure thing," Dr. Load entered the command and the printout came almost immediately. "Monkey Fist and DNAmy are in prison," He read. "Dr. Drakken broke out an hour ago."

"Great," remarked Kim sarcastically.

"Shego and Motor Ed were last seen in Bermuda a month ago." He continued, "and Bonnie Rockwaller Se-.."

"Wade!" Kim yelled. "That's not funny." She stood up.

"But-"

"How many times have I told you." The Director barked. "Bonnie is not a villain!"

"She acted like one in High School." Wade responded. "I admit, it was originally a joke. I just never deleted her from the list. It's an oversight."

"Who?" Don asked Anne.

Anne just shrugged.

Kim sighed, "Just because in High School she acted like a...," her eyes opened wider, "Prima Ballerina!"

"Oh no," Kim chastised herself. "Why didn't I see this sooner!" She put her hand on her forehead.

"Mom?" Anne said.

Flo caught the gist of the Director's tirade, "You think this Bonnie is Queen Prima?"

The director nodded. "It does make sense when you connect the name with her high school modus operandi and the fact that she has been known the past fifteen years as Señora Senior!" Kim started up her computer terminal.

"Why didn't we know that before?" asked Don.

"We did," said Wade. "You three didn't."

"And I failed to consider that Bonnie could turn truly evil," Kim turned to Wade, "Can you locate the energy signature on her mind control device?"

"Access server 7," Wade smiled.

"Mind control!" gasped Flo.

Director Possible made the adjustment. "It's right there on Senior Island!" Kim looked pleadingly up at the ceiling.

After she had regained her composure, she commanded, "Wade, I want protection for all personnel."

"Already on it, KP." said Wade as some agents brought some helmets into the room and handed them out.

"Uh, Doctor," said Flo as she took her helmet. "This is a bicycle helmet lined with tin foil."

"You don't argue with results, Agent Flamingo," the Director told her, while strapping her own onto her head.

"Real budget saver, too," added Wade.

"It might start a trend," quipped Don.

"We'll need to get similar equipment to authorities worldwide before Bonnie gets the device online," said the Director. "Meanwhile a team will go to Senior Island and attempt to disarm the device."

She focused on Flo, "Can you handle leading that mission, Ming?"

"Yes," she said, though she did have some doubt.

"I'm giving you the best team available," the Director tried not to blush as she looked over her children, "my family."

Both of the twins grinned.

"I'm honored Ma'am," Flo saluted. "But shouldn't you lead them?"

"I have to coordinate the response worldwide when that thing gets turned on." Ms. Possible tapped on her keyboard, "Who knows what Bonnie's first commands might be?"

She turned back to face Flo, "My husband will be the one most familiar with your opponent. Take his advice." Kim sighed, "At this point, Junior's a wild card. He could go either way, assuming he still has free will when you get there."

Director Possible then shook Flo's hand. "I'll have my husband brought to meet you on the island. Good luck!"

Ron Stoppable stomped back into the kitchen of Pellone Allegre. "How can a Naco be too spicy!" He waved his hands into the air, "Customers!"

He then turned to Pedro, "Get a wimped out Naco to table 8."

Ron's handheld chimed off the family ringtone. "Pellone Allegre, how may I help you?"

Kim was on the screen, "I Love You, Ron."

"Back at you, K.P." Ron smiled, "What's up?"

"There's trouble on Senior Island. Transportation is en route. The pilot will brief you."

"World saving time?" asked Ron.

"Ron," Kim looked upset. "It's Bonnie."

"Bonnie Senior? Is she finally trying to take over the world?" Ron joked.

"Yes," said Kim sadly.

"Oh." Ron realized how unfortunate his joke was. He tried to console his lovely wife, "Kim, you're not her keeper."

"Actually, Ron," Kim blinked. "I'm the world's keeper."

"Not without backup, Kim," Ron corrected.

"I gotta go, Hon. The kids will meet you." The screen faded to black.

"You're in charge, Pedro," Ron called as he ran to the back door. He paused once the door was open, to relish the moment, "It's time to save the world."

Special thanks to my children, Kathleen and James for some of the ideas used in this story.