--Chapter 5--
The following Monday at school, Liz met up almost right away with Jon outside of his locker as he was placing a couple of personal objects inside. Visibly, unlike previous days, he had a smug, satisfied smile on his face for once. "Hey, Jon, so did… uh, did you have a good time meeting my parents the other day?" she asked with a little awkwardness.
"Huh? Oh, it's you," he said, barely acknowledging her. "Yeah, yeah, I had a fine time, and your dad is really cool…"
"I would never call him 'cool' myself, I mean, you don't have to endure the pain it is, living with him day to day…" she responded with some discomfiture. "But I'm glad that everything went well and that he never questioned who your mom and dad are…"
Jon didn't respond, instead focusing on some textbooks while mumbling quietly to himself.
"Err… talking about your mom now, when would I be able to meet her now myself?" Liz asked.
"What? Why do you want to meet her?" Jon exclaimed, turning to look at her at last.
"Well… I thought that was the deal, I introduce you to my parents, and you introduce me to yours…" Liz responded with unease.
"I made a deal with you to do that?" Jon said with a little surprise.
"Hello, Friday—after my cheerleading practice?"
"Oh, right, maybe I did… um, ok then, but not today, I'm busy after school this afternoon."
"That's ok, what about tomorrow?"
"Uh… I don't know, I'll see, maybe…" Jon trailed off as the first school bell rang. "Anyhow, gotta go now!"
Liz just stood back with some awkwardness as he simply banged his locker shut and quickly walked off.
As the week progressed, not only did Jon still keep from holding up his side of their bargain, but as Liz began to understand, he was effectively avoiding all contact with her all together.
On Friday, Liz literally stood by the school door in the afternoon, hoping to finally catch him on the way out, but as the last remaining students finally left the building, it became clear that either he was holing up in the school because of her there, or that he had already long left through an auxiliary exit.
Finally making it back home completely irritated, she recognized at last that Jon had lied to her, and that he would never gladly introduce her to his parents. Entering her home with a humph, she didn't need to blink twice before completely blasting into a million pieces with her plasma ability two identical robots constructed by her brothers that immediately had charged on her. Storming past both of them with their mouths wide open in complete shock without saying anything, she made her way quickly to her room and slammed the door as hard as possible.
A few minutes later, as she stood in her room looking at the large poster of the world's worst supervillains with utter hate and resentment, a soft knock came on her door.
"WHO IS IT?" she yelled out in annoyance at the closed door.
"It's just me, sweetheart," Shego answered, gently opening the door for once and joining her daughter in the room.
"What's with you coming in my room like this now?" Liz asked strongly with some suspicion.
"Well, something sure seems to have ticked you off this afternoon," Shego responded with a crafty grin. "I was also impressed by the way you single-handedly destroyed Jack and Zack's robots like that downstairs before. You had the fire of a great villainess in your eyes when you entered the house before."
"I AM NOT A VILLAIN, MOTHER," Liz responded, speaking through her teeth.
"Not yet," Shego said with a smile. "But I wouldn't be surprised that if one day, there will another poster like that, but with you, Jack and Zack all featured in it that time."
Liz looked again at the poster of supervillains her mother was pointing to. "Tell me once again why you and dad aren't in it," she said.
"Because, once more, Miss Princess extraordinaire was able to stop your father and I from making that photo-shoot," Shego explained with a small groan, rolling her eyes up.
"Kim Possible, right?" Liz said with a small evil grin.
"Ok, and anyway, Lisa, sweetie, care to talk with me about what's bothering you this afternoon?" Shego said, visibly changing the subject.
"No, it's just… school stuff you wouldn't understand anyway," Liz responded lightly. "I'm fine now, and I'm sorry if I acted up downstairs before."
"Don't apologize to me, apologize rather to your brothers if you ever want them to talk to you again…"
"I don't want the tweebs to talk to me, nor do I desire to talk to them either, so no apology to them."
"Why do you keep calling them that?"
"Because they are twins, and they are dweebs. Hence, the word tweeb!"
"Well, I don't like hearing you say that about Jack and Zack. Respect them and they will respect you, ok? Insult whomever you want, except your own family, understood?"
"But mom…"
"UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yes, mother."
"Good. Now, do your homework, and don't bother me or dad downstairs until suppertime," Shego said before giving her daughter a soft kiss on the forehead. "Oh, and one more thing before I go, JJ called for you, and asked if you could call him back." Shego turned to look at the poster in the room again. "You know, I'm sure he'll be in the second version of that picture as well with you, at the place of his father…"
"I doubt it… He's as gawky as his own father, you know."
As soon as Shego left her alone in her room and returned downstairs, Liz grabbed her cell phone and dialed her close friend JJ's number. "Hey, wazzup?" she said as he answered on the other end.
"Liz, about time, I've been trying to get a hold of you all afternoon so far!" a male voice with a slight Hispanic accent responded.
"Yeah, well, I was stuck at school, being the very last one there to leave," she exclaimed. "I still haven't been able to get back to Jon to get to meet his mom!"
"That's simply terrible that he lied to you like that," JJ responded. "You know, there has to be another way to get to Kim Possible that doesn't involve going through him…"
"That's not such a bad idea, you know," Liz responded. "Maybe you and I could create a small… uh… event that would cause her to show up?"
"Like what? A villainous event that involves your parents?"
"No, nothing villainous, and especially nothing to do with my parents… Or maybe, how 'bout yours? How bout a villainous event with your dad and grandfather?"
"Ok, that's not funny, and now I'm sorry I brought the word 'villainous' into this conversation."
"Ahh, and what were your dad and granddad up to today?"
"Please don't ask," JJ responded with a groan. "Something very stupid, obviously. Tell me, LG, why oh why did you and I both have to have been born into such crazy families?"
"You know I ask myself that every single day. I'm just glad that you and I aspire to be the complete opposite of our close relatives."
Much later in the evening, Liz wandered down from her bedroom, and except for her two brothers quietly scheming together in a corner of the main living room, the house was unusually quiet. "Mom? Dad?" she began calling out, looking around for them from room to room.
Looking in at her brothers, she asked, "Hey, have either of you seen mom or dad?"
"We're not talking to you," Zack responded with a small frown.
"Yeah, you broke our robots this afternoon," Jack continued in the same irritated tone of voice.
"Hey tweebs, by telling me that, you just did speak to me!" Liz responded with a sly grin. Powering up her right hand with green plasma, she then exclaimed, "Now, tell me where mom and dad are before I'm forced to lock you both into prison!"
"The parental units you talk about…" Jack started with some fear.
"…They are supposed to be in our basement lair…" Zack continued, also now in fear of his sister.
"…but they said that we and you are not to disturb them…" Jack added.
"…under ANY CIRCOMSTANCE!" Zack finished.
"Even if our house was burning down?" Liz said, turning around and rolling her eyes.
"Liz… we're telling mom that you used your plasma in the house again," Jack started with a small grin.
"…Yeah, Liz, you'll be in big trouble for doing that again!" Zack continued.
"You're both just jealous that you can't do it yourselves…"
Liz approached the door that concealed the stairway to Drakken's basement lair. Quite often, she had been down there herself, being shown against her will all the infamous ways of 'true' villains by her father, and literally hated everything he and Shego would plan there. More often than not, though, she would sneak in without her parents knowledge and spy on them from a concealed corner, figuring out their plans and coming up with a counter strategy should her parents ever actually put any of their evil schemes into action.
Quietly opening the door, she snuck into the lair undetected, making her way to her secret observation spot. Immediately, however, her eyes were opened wide in complete shock at what she saw this time. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined this…
Breathing heavily, she quietly made her way back upstairs. Looking back, the last thing she heard was her father exclaiming, "Revenge is at hand! Kim Possible will be mine!" before cackling up in an evil laughter.
Rushing into her room, she quickly dialed JJ's number. "JJ, we have a problem. I need to get a hold of Kim Possible immediately!" she exclaimed over her cell phone.
"What is it?" JJ responded with a lot of concern.
"I can't tell you yet over the phone. JJ, think now. Do you have any idea about how to get a hold of Kim?"
"Well, uh… have you ever tried her website?"
"I've hacked in, yes, but I only ended up crashing all the computers in the library doing so!"
"No, I mean, have you ever used the website directly, like any normal person, that is?"
"JJ, in all the years I've known you, I think this is the first time you've actually been smarter than me!"
"Hey!"
"Forget it, and meet me immediately at the Internet café near my house."
"But LG…"
"Just do it, JJ!"
Liz hung up her phone and grabbed her bag. Rushing downstairs, she yelled to her brothers, "I'm going out for a bit! I'll be back later ok?"
Jack and Zack just stared at her as she exited the home and into the rapidly darkening evening street.
Reaching the Internet café first, she didn't have to wait long before JJ joined her. No one else was in except for the counter attendant, who he himself seemed unhappy to be there.
"So what's happening?" he asked at last, sitting down beside her in front of a computer terminal.
"It involves my parents… and someone else I know," Liz exclaimed, tapping away at the keyboard. "Kim herself is in trouble."
"I don't know Kim as well as you do," JJ said, "but I do know that trouble is something she can always can get out of on her own…"
"Not this time, trust me. She needs my help for sure now. Your help too, if you want."
"Why? What's going on?"
Liz didn't respond, focusing her attention on the screen instead. "There, I've sent her an urgent message, hopefully Mr. Wade will be able to relay it to her ASAP."
"What did you write?"
"That my old nemesis, Dr. Drakken, is up to something bad once again after all these years?" Kim's voice came from behind.
Both Liz and JJ immediately flipped around to face her with stunned faces. "Wow, that… that was fast," JJ exclaimed, watching Ron enter the café himself, jumping on one leg while rubbing the other.
"How… how…" Liz stuttered, in awe of her own personal hero.
"Coincidences happen," Kim explained. "Ron and I were just out on an evening walk together, and we were just outside the café door when I got your call on my Kimmunicator."
"Yeah, and another thing," Ron exclaimed, limping over to the counter attendant, "You should put a 'Watch your Step' sign at the entrance or more people could get hurt…"
"Anyway, your message seemed urgent, and I wasn't exactly expecting to see only two teenagers here alone," Kim said. "What do you know about Drakken?"
"That he's a bad villain!" JJ exclaimed. "Honestly, that's all I know! She's the one who sent the urgent message, and she hasn't told me anything yet!"
"Hey Kim, doesn't his voice and his face remind you of anyone we know?" Ron said, looking at JJ.
"Ron, later," Kim scolded her husband. "So you sent a message on my website to me saying that it was important that we meet, and that it involved my old enemy, Drakken," she said, turning to Liz. "Well, I'm here now, so tell me."
"Could… we do this in a little less public place?" Liz responded, still in a little awe at being in Kim's presence at last.
"I… have things to attend to in the back," the counter attendant said, discretely removing himself from the open space as Kim simply sneered at him.
"Alright, what's the stitch?"
"Uh, well, as I said, it involves Drakken…"
"And how do you know about Dr. Drakken?"
"I'm his daughter…"
To be Continued…
