Wow, do I so not own Kim Possible.

"Thanks for the lift, David," Kim said.

"It's the least I could do after the way you saved my castaway brother," the polit said.

"Ron helped get him back just as much as I did," Kim replied.

"Really? How?"

"KP," Ron interrupted, "We're over the jump zone."

"Then let's ride," Kim said just before jumping with her best friend.

They both landed perfectly (not something Ron did often). He had a determined look on his face. It was Drakken's regular lair. A few structures jotted out the sides of a jagged mountain, with the main structure on the middle. Kim wondered why Drakken kept coming back here over and over again. They had to have destroyed this lair fifteen times already.

"Let's rock, KP."

"Right," Kim said, turning away from him.

They went into a rocky tunnel with several bats in it. Kim hated bats. She kept low as to not disturb them. She also told herself that they were nocturnal several times. Ron didn't seem to care about the bats, or even know that they were there. Kim made two attempts to grab for Ron's hand but thought better of it both times. The kimunicator beeped.

"What's the sitch?" Kim whispered.

"It should be only another thirteen feet and you'll be able to enter the lair," Wade said.

"But I don't see any–never mind. I see light ahead," Kim said, "But it's coming from strait up. Won't it be dangerous to go up there?"

The tunnel going strait up looked far from safe. It was jagged, like the mountain outside. That meant plenty of hand and foot holds, but it would hurt like Hell if you were to fall. And what if Drakken found out where they were coming in? They'd be sitting ducks. Kim would have rather taken her chances with the bats.

"Yeah, I'd better go first," Ron said.

Kim looked at Ron affectionately. He was always thinking of her safety. What was she thinking? Ron was her best friend, not boyfriend material. But still...

"Of course, then if I fell, I'd fall on you," Ron continued, "I wouldn't want that. Did we even bring any climbing gear?"

"Kim, look in your pack," Wade said.

"New toys?" Ron asked.

They were. Kim pulled out two strange looking, blue belts, two helmets, and three spheres the same size as her hands. Kim noticed that these were the only new gadgets in her pack. Ron didn't have a clue what they were for. Kim was equally clueless.

"I've been working on the original jet packs I made. Press the button on the side of the belt to active it," Wade said.

"The solves the falling problem," Ron interrupted, "But what about Drakken's defenses?"

"That's where the chopper-spheres come in," Wade explained, "Press the button on top of one and hold it upright."

Kim did so, and received a surprise as the sphere sprouted small helicopter blades. Ron was awestruck; so was Kim, for that mater. Kim also noticed small laser canons and cameras coming out of the sphere too. Ron did the same to another one of the spheres.

"Aw, cool," Ron said.

"The chopper-spheres will fly up the cavern and check the defenses out," Wade continued, "Once that's done, you can go up the cavern yourselves."

"Sounds good," Kim said, throwing up her sphere.

The sphere started flying to the top of the cavern. Ron threw his up and it did the same as Kim's. Ron pulled Kim back through the cave a few feet. For a moment, Kim melted in his arms. What was going on? They couldn't do this. If they dated and broke up, it would destroy their friendship and–

"We wouldn't want any pieces of Drakken's defenses falling on us," Ron said.

"Right," Kim replied.

As Kim put on the pelt, she tried not to think about Ron. A hard thing to do when he was in the same room as her. Erik had asked her out just a few hours ago. He was nice. But was she just going out with him because he was another pretty face? Life was so complicated for Kim. Sometimes she thought it would be easier if she just tried to be a normal girl. What if the missions got between her and Erik?

Kim was so deep in thought that she didn't notice parts of Drakken's defense falling down the hole. Ron occasionally risked a look up. Why he was doing that, Kim didn't know. The kimunicator beeped again.

"Go, Wade."

"All clear, Kim," Wade said, giving her a thumbs-up, "Better get moving."

"Right," Kim said, "Let's go, Ron."

It took no time at all for them to make it to the top of the tunnel. It didn't look good. There weren't any laser canons. No henchmen. No Shego. No Destructo-bots. Nothing. It made Kim feel very uneasy. They walked silently into the main hall. Still nothing. No sign that anyone had been using the lair. She knew that there was a trap. But where was it?

"Where are they?" Ron asked.

Kim noticed an open door. It led into a room she didn't remember seeing in Drakken's lair. But, then again, she never explored it before.

"Wait here," Kim said.

"Where are you going?"

"That room," Kim replied, pointing to her left, "I'll only be a sec."

"Okay, be careful."

"Always am."

Kim walked for a few minutes into the room. It was completely green. Shego's room, no doubt. However, it didn't look right. Practically everything in the room had been destroyed. Did someone brake into Drakken's lair? No. If someone had, there would be evidence all over, not just in Shego's room. Did Shego do this herself? Maybe. It didn't make much sense. Kim finally decided that it wasn't important at the moment. She turned back into the room Ron was in and saw...

"Drakken," Kim stated.

The blue-skinned mad scientist was standing next to Ron, who was warring a blank look on his face. Drakken's arm was around Ron's shoulders.

"What did you do to him?" Kim demanded.

"Oh, just freed him of his own free will," Drakken said nonchalantly.

"WHAT?"

"Mind control, Kimberly," Drakken said, "Honestly, are you really on the honor roll at your school."

"Let him go and I won't hurt you!"

Drakken laughed, "And all this time I thought he was the funny one. I won't release him. Maybe he'll do better at keeping you busy than Shego."

"That's low, even for you. You know I can't hurt Ron."

"I don't think his safety is what you should be worrying about. He'll be hurting you."

"As if."

"Really? Stoppable, what kind of school is Yamaguchi?"

"A secret ninja school founded by the warrior Tashimino in 338, who carved it from a mountain with the Lotus Blade," Ron said.

"Thank you, Ronald," Drakken said, "And did you learn anything at this school."

"I learned how to better harness my Mystical Monkey Power," Ron stated.

"There! You see," Drakken said, sounding victorious, "And he didn't even tell you? I thought you two were friends. Stoppable, do it!"

"Actually, he did tell me," Kim said.

"But not strait away," Drakken said.

"Well, no. But…"

Ron leapt into the air. Kim was still shocked at the news. Ron kicked her hard in the chest. She'd think latter. Now she had to fight. She did a hand spring and landed neatly on her feet. She sent a swinging kick at Ron's left side. He dodged it neatly. His fist connected with the left side of her face. She could feel her cheek burning with pain. His other fist drove into her stomach and knocked the wind out of her.

"Stop," Drakken said (Kim had never been so grateful to hear Drakken say anything before), "Kim Possible, I expected more from you. Why even Stoppable did better against you when I used mind control on you."

Then it hit her. The kimunicator! She could call Wade for help. She slapped her pocket and found...nothing.

"Looking for this?" Drakken asked, holding up the blue P.A., "No help for you this time, Kimmie. Stoppable, kill her!"

Ron jumped into the air and kicked Kim on the right side of her face. She sent a punch at his chest, but she knew he hardly felt it. He started sending a flurry of punches at her. She did what she could to protect her face but was so distorted she couldn't quite manage it.

"Ron, stop. It's me. Kim," Kim stammered.

"You're wasting your time, Possible," Drakken said, "He can't hear you."

Kim blocked another punch as she said, "Ron, please. Fight it! You can do it. I know you can."

Ron kicked Kim again. This time she fell out a window. She could feel the glass cutting into her skin. She tried to activate her rocket belt, but it wouldn't work. It must have been damaged in the fight. She pulled out her grappling hook and fired it. She felt herself stop suddenly.

"Cut the line," she heard Drakken order.

Kim saw Ron, her best friend, lean over the edge of the window to cut the line holding her. So this was how it was going to end.

"Ron, please. I know you're in there. Remember," Kim begged.

Ron looked at Kim. His expression was black. It changed. Ron put the knife down and began to pull her up. It worked! Kim had her Ron back. WHAT? Where did that come from. Kim heard Drakken grunt.

"Ow," Drakken said as Kim climbed over the ledge, "No fare! I call cheatzies!"

Ron simply glared at Drakken.

"Oh, Kim Possible, you think your sidekick is all that, but he's not!"

Ron dived at Drakken...and passed right through him.

"A heliogram?" Kim said.

"That's right, Possible," Drakken said, "I left after I got that...thingy."

"The kimunicator," Ron said, rubbing his head.

"Whatever," Drakken said and mumbled something about cons (or was it something else?).

"Well, that didn't go well," Ron said as the heliogram disappeared.

"You can say that again."

"What was that said about contacts?" Ron asked, "Does he need prescription lenses?"

"I thought he was talking about convicts."

"Whatever he was talking about, I'll bet its bad news," Ron said, "Unless it was an omnicon he was talking about."

"What's an omnicon?"

"I'm not sure. I think it's a neopet."

Sorry I haven't been in for a long time, but I ran into a serious writer's block here. I'll be updating again by the eighteenth. Have a nice Labor Day.