AN: Thanks to all those who take the time to review. I'm going to start developing the plots of these chapter-stories in ways that will probably deviate from anything we would ever see on the actual show, but I'll still try to maintain the style whenever possible.

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Chapter 3 – Mystical Marvin's Monkey Mayhem

The jungle outside was hot and sweltering, but the interior of the ancient temple was as pleasant as any modern structure with climate control. The stooped figure of the man known best to the world as Monkey Fist moved slowly and cautiously as he traveled deeper into the temple. The former British aristocrat knew that the temple was some kind of monkey shrine devoted to the service of those who could command Mystical Monkey Power, but as of yet the structure's precise function remained a mystery.

"Careful Chippy," Monkey Fist snapped. The monkey ninjas that Fist had trained to aid him in his goal of world conquest were formidable warriors but not good at avoiding the sort of traps that usually guarded the important places of monkey lore. They had a habit of bouncing around all over the place when not engaged in ninja activity.

With monkey hands and feet bestowed upon him by the mad scientist DNAmy Fist was a pale imitation of the simian kind and he longed for a more complete transformation. Fist snarled to himself as he remembered his one chance at becoming fully monkey being thwarted by Kim Possible. She didn't deserve to be a monkey, no one did except for him. He hoped that his exploration of the temple would uncover another method to make himself truly monkey.

Monkey Fist examined the carvings on the walls for clues to the secrets of the temple. He would have his vengeance on Kim Possible, but first he would destroy his only rival to the power of the monkey, Ron Stoppable. Stoppable's crimes against simian kind were unspeakable. He had destroyed the precious jade statues that bestowed the Mystical Monkey Power, denied Fist the Lotus Blade, and even ruined the ancient Monkey Monk's prophecy somehow.

"Ah-ha," Fist said triumphantly. "See here Chippy. This wall is a retelling of the legendary story of the creation of the jade statues and their use during the ancient times."

Fist ran his hands over the crumbling wall. "Some of it is out of order. Only a true Monkey Master like myself would ever notice the differences."

He pressed on the wall in the location of the errors and was rewarded by a deep rumbling noise. On the other side of the room sliding stone revealed a small shelf like space. A giant book adorned with gems that created an outline of a monkey was sitting in the center of the space.

"Mystical Monkey Power Owner's Manual?" Fist said gleefully. He gingerly lifted the book out of its hiding place and opened it on the floor. The monkey ninjas crowded around with interest as they often did when in the presence of ancient monkey items.

"It's so complete," Fist crowed. "At last I can unlock the full extent of my powers."

The monkey ninjas regarded their master as he exulted in his find. He was so happy that they could barely believe it when his joy turned to anguish.

"No, no, no, no, its not possible," Fist said. He wailed and flipped through the delicate tomb with reckless disdain.

"So, him again, always him," Fist groaned hysterically. "There's not much time, he's almost old enough, it could happen any time now."

"Ah-Ah-Ooo?" Chippy said, bewildered by Fist's rant.

"Stoppable," Fist said darkly. "I always believed that it was his hatred of monkeys that prevented him from using his power, but it wasn't that, it was his age. When his body matures enough he will come into his full monkey potential, able to access Monkey Kung Fu as easily as I do now. It's different for every person, but it could happen any time."

The monkey ninjas chattered excitedly and bounced in place. Monkey Fist snarled at them so violently that they shrank back from the once distinguished nobleman.

"Come, monkey ninjas, we must destroy Stoppable before its too late," Fist said. "And to do that we will have to travel…"


"Mom," Kim moaned in an exasperated tone. "I don't want to, Ron and I had plans, you can't do this to me."

"Come now Kimmie, its not that bad," Anne Possible said reassuringly. "I bet Ronald will have a great time."

"That's not the point Mom," Kim argued. "There's just no way I can go out with the tweebs all day, in public, at a circus."

"But Kim, they've been dying to go, and you know that they need to do something besides inventing destructive gadgets all the time," Anne replied.

Kim racked her brain for some excuse. "Well, uh, its not just Ron," Kim said, silently congratulating herself for her brilliance. "We were supposed to meet Felix and Monique too."

"Oh how wonderful," Anne said sweetly. "You can all go out together, make a big day of it. I remember how your father and I used to go out on the town with all of our friends, it was so much fun…"

Kim made an almost Drakken like gurgle of frustration and flopped backward on her bed. "Please Wade," Kim thought desperately, "please, anytime now, get me out of here."


"Booh-Yah," Ron said excitedly as they passed through the gates at Mystical Marvin's Magical Circus. "Come on Rufus keep sharp, peanuts and cotton candy have got to be around here somewhere."

"All right, awesome," Jim and Tim said together.

"State of the art," Jim said, pointing to a robotic elephant.

"Don't they have any real animals anymore?" Monique asked. She was dressed in clothes like one might expect someone on a safari to wear.

"Yeah, tons of them," Felix replied. "They just use robotic animals for the rides since it's safer."

"Are you all right KP?" Ron asked. Kim was wearing a baseball cap low over her eyes and was slinking along a good two paces behind everyone else.

"Just peachy," she grumbled.

"Awww, you just need a little Ronshine," Ron said. He fell back to join her and pulled out a guide that listed all the different attractions at the circus. "Let's see, they've got dunk tanks, all sorts of games with hitting targets, and getting prizes. Maybe even Cuddle Buddy prizes."

"Ron!" Kim exclaimed. She didn't like to admit to anyone that she collected the plush little animals known more popularly as Cuddle Buddies. She glanced around and then looked at him sheepishly. "You think?"

"Of course KP." Ron said encouragingly. "Sure, we're here with the terrible two, but that doesn't mean we can't have a great time."

Kim marveled as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her back to the group. The old Ron would have probably run off looking for fatty foods instead of diligently trying to find a silver lining for her in the midst of this dark cloud of a trip. Cuddle Buddies and target practice, not to mention spending all day with Ron. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Ron was feeling so satisfied that Kim had finally relaxed he nearly gave one of his trademark "screams of courage" when a huge muscular man with a handle bar mustache who was holding a large mallet approached him.

"You sir, win a prize for your girlfriend there?" the man asked.

"Uh…sure…" Ron stammered. Kim's eyes were sparkling with amusement as the man explained the game to Ron. All Ron had to do was hit the plunger at the base of the giant thermometer looking thing to make the ball shoot up toward a bell. If he successfully rang the bell he'd get a prize.

"This'll be easy," Ron said confidently. The game master handed him the mallet and Ron promptly lurched forward due to the unfamiliar weight.

Kim bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing, but the rest of the gang wasn't as capable at suppressing giggles.

Ron smiled too. "All right Rufus, you're up little buddy. Spot my aim."

Rufus yawned and hopped down to the ground where he went to making motions like someone landing an airplane. Ron shifted the position of the mallet until Rufus squeaked an affirmative and gave him the "a-okay" sign.

"YE-OW," Ron yelled as the mallet landed squarely on his foot. "RUFUS, what was that?"

"Uh-oh, me sorry," Rufus shrugged. Ron hopped about comically, but thankfully his pants didn't take the opportunity to add insult to injury.

"Do you want to try again?" the game master asked. "Technically you didn't get your swing."

"That's ok," Kim replied for him. She eyed the prizes and decided that she really didn't want one. Ron could win her something somewhere else. "I'll take his swing though, just for fun."

The man eyed her as if she were crazy, but his look quickly turned to amazement when Kim grabbed the mallet with one hand and smashed the plunger hard enough to ring the bell on her first try.

"Hey, look what we found." Jim said as they rounded the corner. Ron was still complaining about his foot with much more gusto than the situation warranted since he hadn't really been injured. It had turned into a quite humorous event for the four teens and an annoyance for the two pre-teens.

"Organ grinder," Tim said, anxious to redirect the conversation. "Re-synthesized."

"Monkey organ grinder?" Ron said with a small cringe. "Sick and wrong!"

"Its cool," Jim said.

"Yeah, don't freak out," Tim added.

"You knew the risks when you brought me along," Ron said. He was determinedly shoving the twins along toward the main tent away from the monkey organ grinder.

"Technically we didn't bring you, Kim did," Tim said.

"And we didn't bring her, Mom made her take us," Jim continued.

"Monkey phobia or not I have to agree," Felix said. He wiped his damp forehead. "It's getting pretty hot out here in the sun."

"I'm fine," Monique said, self-satisfaction at her choice of outfits apparent.

The inside of the tent was well ventilated with gigantic fans that turned its otherwise ordinary shade into a truly pleasant sitting experience. Kim picked up a programme at the door and followed the rest of the group down to the front row. She usually didn't like sitting so near the front, but it was the only place that Felix could go because of his chair.

"So what is this show going to be anyway?" Monique asked once they were seated.

"I don't know, this programme is ferociously unhelpful," Kim replied with a huff. "I think its some kind of acrobatics act."

"That tanks," Ron said. "I was hoping for trick elephants, maybe some guys sticking their heads in lion's mouths."

"Maybe its death defying stunts," Jim said eagerly.

"Midair leaps through moving hoops of fire," Tim added.

"Hoosha," they finished together. Kim rolled her eyes and sat back as the performers started to move into the arena. She flipped through the programme and frowned.

"Where's the ringmaster?" Kim said out loud. "And isn't the show starting a little early?"

"Oh no," she said suddenly as she realized what they were.

"Aaaah," Ron screamed. "Monkey acrobats, sick and wrong, sick and wrong."

"Amp down Ron," Kim admonished.

"Hold me KP," Ron said mournfully.

Kim wrapped an arm around his torso and noticed that Ron was smiling.

"You trickster," she said, swatting him playfully. "You just wanted to cuddle."

"Monkey acrobats are still sick and wrong," Ron replied, "but this time they're workin' for the Ron-man."

"Quiet down "Ron-man," the show is starting," Felix whispered.

"Yeah, you two love birds hush up over there," Monique added. The twins looked like they were about to go into a round of cootie taunts, but she silenced them too.

Spotlights twirled from one monkey to the next as they swung around the roof of the tent in a surprisingly graceful routine. It was hard to see them well, even with the spotlights, but they seemed to be wearing matching black outfits that nagged at the back of Kim's mind. Somehow she thought that she should remember something, but she decided it must just be her imagination. Ron was predictably paying more attention to her than a monkey show so Kim just settled deeper into his shoulder and basked in the leisure of the moment.

"Hey, there's another acrobat," Jim said. He pointed up to the top of the center mast where a man with a bunch of monkeys had appeared.

"He looks like a big monkey himself," Tim said disdainfully.

Kim sat straight up. "A big monkey?"

"What is it KP?" Ron asked.

"Ron, how many big monkeys do we know?" Kim replied.

"You mean…Monkey Fist?" Ron said, his voice suddenly becoming serious. Before either teen could do anything the monkeys began raining down on their location with Monkey Fist making an impressive landing directly in front of them. People all around started to run away from the dangerous looking man and his simian minions.

"I've come for you Ron Stoppable," Monkey Fist snarled. "There will be no escape this time."

"What do you want with Ron?" Kim yelled.

"Is this about the whole DNAmy thing, cause I am so totally sorry," Ron said apologetically.

"It took weeks to escape her clutches," Monkey Fist said, then shook his head. "No, this is much more personal than that. You've thwarted my efforts to gain ultimate monkey power for the last time."

"Look at the monkey hands," Jim said. Felix and Monique had shuffled the tweebs off to the side in an attempt to get them out of Kim's way.

"Genetic manipulation, awesome," Tim said.

"We should get genetic alterations of our own," Jim said gleefully.

"Identical ones?" Tim asked.

"Of course," Jim replied.

"Enough!" Monkey Fist shouted.

"They get on your nerves too?" Kim asked sweetly. She lunged forward in a series of flips intended to bring her shoe down on Monkey Fist's head. Instead Kim found herself rolling across the floor after being tackled by a half dozen monkey ninjas.

"Hang on KP," Ron said. Monkey ninjas leapt over him until he was completely encircled. Two of the ninjas were nearly bowled over when Ron launched himself at them in an attempt to break out of their trap. The diminutive warriors were not to be easily overpowered though. Using their small size and low center of gravity they managed to fend off Ron's surprisingly adept attacks.

Kim plucked one of the monkeys off of her shirt and kicked another that had attached itself to her pants leg. The other ninjas attempted to immobilize her limbs by wrapping themselves on them, but Kim wasn't about to allow that to happen.

"Ouch," Monique said, wincing with sympathy pain as Ron went flying backwards into the bleachers. He sprang back onto his feet and motioned defiantly for Monkey Fist to attack.

"Wow, that dude is serious," Felix said as Monkey Fist unleashed the full fury of his Monkey Kung Fu skills on the normally hapless Ron.

"Ron is too," Monique said admiringly. She had never seen the blonde haired boy do anything like this before. Ron was matching Monkey Fist blow for blow and keeping up with the occasional monkey ninja that attempted to tip the battle in Fist's favor.

Kim shook off the last monkey weighing her down and turned on the unusual ninjas. The monkeys backed up a step when they saw her grim expression and realized that the element of surprise would no longer be working for them. Still, they had a duty to their master so the furry fighters threw themselves at the teen hero without hesitation.

Despite being severely outnumbered Kim's unparalleled fighting skill shown through. Monkeys went flying right and left until their ranks began to thin considerably when some became too exhausted to continue the fight.

Ron reeled backwards from a hard blow to his chest as Fist got the better of him with a flying kick. Fist pressed his advantage by jumping in close and low to kick Ron's feet out from under him. Shocked by the impact it was all Ron could do to roll away from the hammer blows that Fist was directing at his neck.

"Hey you two, what do you think you're doin?" Monique hissed as Jim and Tim started edging toward the battle.

"Someone's gotta help Ron," Jim said tersely. "He's getting creamed out there."

Before Monique could do anything to stop them the tweebs ran for Fist, tackling his left leg just as the right was rising to deliver a finishing blow to Ron.

"You little brats," Fist said angrily once he had recovered. "Monkey ninjas, restrain these pests."

"Hey, hands off," Tim said as tiny hands forced his arms behind his back.

Kim ran up next to Ron, who had just regained his feet. "Leave them alone," she yelled hotly.

Fist looked around and realized that his tired ninja monkeys were unable to continue the battle in their current state. He needed time to regroup.

"Monkey ninjas retreat and take the pests with you," Fist commanded. Like shadows the little ninjas seemingly melted into thin air after clamping hands over the tweebs mouths to prevent them from yelling out for help. Kim and Ron tried to get to them before the monkey ninjas could escape, but Monkey Fist blocked their path.

"Ron Stoppable, if you ever want to see them again you'll come to Middleton Park tonight and surrender to me," Monkey Fist instructed. With that he threw a handful of smoke tablets onto the floor. Kim raced in, but by the time the smoke cleared he was gone.

"I take it that was Monkey Fist?" Monique asked once it was clear that the battle was over. Ron was groaning and holding his head from all the pounding he had taken.

"Yeah, I've never seen him so nasty before though," Kim replied. She started to look at Ron's injuries. "Are you going to be ok Ron."

"I suppose," Ron said dejectedly. "I'm sorry KP, I let him take your brothers."

"Don't worry," Kim said. They had both been caught off guard after all, but Monkey Fist was Ron's arch foe and as such he felt a greater weight of responsibility. "You heard him, he's using them as bait so there's no way he'll hurt them."

"Your moves were totally spankin' Ron," Felix said excitedly. "I didn't know you could fight like that."

"Monkey Kung Fu," Kim said with a clear note of pride in her voice. "It comes and it goes, but it seems to come out most often when Ron's fighting Monkey Fist."

Kim looked over at Ron and smiled only to realize that he was anything but happy. She knew he was berating himself for losing her brothers, no doubt feeling that he had failed her.

"Buck up Ron," Kim said softly as they were following Monique and Felix back toward the circus entrance. "No one blames you, there was nothing more either of us could have done. I caught a few glimpses of you fighting Fist and I couldn't have done better myself."

"Thanks KP," Ron said. He knew that she was stretching the truth a little to make him feel better, but it still helped. "I guess I'd better get ready to surrender."

"No way," Kim replied adamantly. She gave him a small smile as she remembered her attempt at surrender only a few weeks ago on prom night. The situation wasn't quite the same, but Kim knew that surrender was never the right option. Ron had been there to tell her and now it was her turn. "That's quitter talk and I never give in to quitter talk. We're going to go kick some monkey tail and get my brothers back."

"Thanks KP," Ron said softly as Kim wrapped an arm around him.


After much persuasion on Kim's part Monique and Felix had decided that there was little they could do to help the situation so they left for home. The plan called for stealth, and no matter how much their friends wanted to help they just didn't have the skills required to go on the rescue mission.

"Okay, are you ready?" Kim asked. They were sitting next to a parked car about two blocks away from the park where Monkey Fist had told Ron to surrender to him. Both of them had changed into their typical mission clothes.

"Yeah, let's go get your brothers back KP," Ron said determinedly.

"Hopefully before my parents find out," Kim said. The Drs. Possible had gone out of town for the day to some kind of brain surgeon conference. Kim had ranted that it was just an excuse for them to get a day off, especially when they foisted the tweebs on her.

Ron stepped out into the open and tried to act as if he had been walking the whole way there the entire time just in case Monkey Fist had his ninjas watching out for him. Of course, as the distraction it was his job to buy Kim as much time as possible to get to her brothers. Getting knocked out by surprise monkey ambush would put a serious crimp in that plan.

Ron noticed that the moon was starting to rise. "Would have been nice to come here with KP minus the monkeys," he thought to himself.

Ron kept a sharp look out as he walked along the main pathway through the center of the park, especially when he came to the small play set near the middle. All the slides and tubes designed for kids at play would also make excellent hiding places for simians that were well trained in the martial arts.

"All right!" Tim called out.

"Hoosha," Jim echoed. "Ron's here!"

"That means Kim's here," Tim said. "You are so busted monkey face."

"Flattery will get you nowhere," Monkey Fist intoned darkly. "And I'm afraid you are very mistaken on all counts. Your annoying sister won't be joining us."

"What do you want monkey dude?" Ron asked. "You've never stooped to kidnapping before."

"Expediency of the moment my young foe," Monkey Fist replied smoothly. Monkey ninjas dropped into a loose circle around Ron. "As to what I want…to destroy you of course."

"No offense, cause, ya know, having my own arch foe is totally badical and all, but why the sudden interest in my destruction?" Ron asked. He had noticed a flitting shadow moving closer to the little spring mounted horse rides that the twins were tied to. Kim needed just a little more time to get to her brothers while still avoiding detection by Fist's hench-monkeys.

"Let's just say that I finally realize how dangerous you are to my plans of global conquest," Fist said menacingly.

"Yeah, okay," Ron replied slowly, "See, that's what I'm talking about. Why do you even want to conquer the world? Duff Killigan wants to create a spankin' golf course, Drakken wanted to get even with his old college buddies, Dementor seems to want to get rich, but you, you just really like monkeys. Can't you be all monkey euphoric without harshin' on the rest of the world?"

Monkey Fist gaped at Ron slack jawed for a moment. His pause went on for so long that even the monkey ninjas started casting furtive glances at their master.

"Well, I, I, for the good of monkeys of course," Fist said.

"Booh-Yah, I broke his mind," Ron thought to himself, then added aloud. "Good of monkeys how?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you," Fist snapped. "Monkey ninjas, destroy him!"

"Hey wait, what about the twins, we had a deal," Ron yelled. He tossed monkeys right and left as he attempted to parry all their blows. Ron's Mystical Monkey Power was impossibly allowing him to fight off far more monkeys than he should have been able to.

Fist's lips twisted into a sneer. "I lied. If you came to me so meekly without Miss Possible then no doubt she will surrender as well. Then there will be no one to stop me as I lead an army of monkeys to conquer the world."

"You won't get away with this Monkey Fist," Ron snarled. The monkey like man leapt into the fray to aid his ninja minions.

Fist's face betrayed his expectations of a quick victory over Ron as he leapt to the attack. Ron was already be worn down considerably by the monkey ninjas so Fist believed that his own formidable skill would swiftly overwhelm Ron. The monkey man grinned wider as Ron faltered and increased the speed of the blows he was raining down on his blonde haired opponent.

"Kim!" Jim and Tim exclaimed together as a nearby shadow melted into their red headed sister.

"Quiet," Kim scolded. She gritted her teeth as Rufus worked to free her brothers as silently as possible. Kim knew Ron was having a tough time, but if the twins weren't taken to safety Fist might recapture them to hold over their heads yet again.

"Wait," Tim said insistantly as Kim grabbed the two up bodily and started to carry them off.

"We've got to help Ron," Jim said, finishing his brother's thought.

"I will, just as soon as you two are safe," Kim replied. The twins had never seen her move so quickly before in their entire lives.

"But we want to help too," Jim whined.

"No!" Kim exclaimed harshly, then continued in a softer tone. "I don't complain much when its Dementor or Drakken, but Monkey Fist is different. He fights with magic and a nearly dead form of martial arts. Besides, Rufus is on it, right little fella?"

"Uh-huh, monkey yuck," Rufus chattered before scampering off into the night.

"Oh, I see," Tim said slyly. "Kim and Ron stuff."

"Uh…yeah," Kim replied, unsure as to exactly why she was suddenly blushing. The twins made no further protest when Kim dropped them at what she thought was a safe distance from the battle and dashed back in the direction they had come from.


"Oh please, I'm not even breaking a sweat you simpleton," Monkey Fist taunted as Ron was continually driven backwards. In reality Ron was putting up a much better fight than Fist had anticipated. Of course, the outcome was becoming clearer to all combatants with each passing moment.

Ron dodged another monkey and managed to gain enough distance from his foes to cause the battle to pause. He wiped away a thin trickle of blood that was running down his face from a scalp injury and tried to get his breath back. Most of the monkey ninjas had been dealt with to the point they were no longer fighting, but it was too little too late. Monkey Fist had a big advantage and he was going to press it for all it was worth.

One of the remaining monkey ninjas staggered and howled with rage as a tiny pink hurricane tackled it. Ron felt his spirits lift as he saw his naked friend trying to ease his load by taking on one of Fist's ninjas. He also knew that if Rufus were back Kim couldn't be far behind since the naked mole rat had went with her on the tweeb rescue mission.

"The rodent?" Fist said incredulously. "Of course, it possess Mystical Monkey Power as well. Monkey ninjas, eliminate them once and for all."

Ron dropped into a defensive stance as Fist hurled himself at the teen yet again, but he could no longer block every blow. Sharp pain stabbed through his torso as several blows landed though Ron somehow managed to keep his feet. A stiff-legged kick to the chest changed all that and completely winded Ron at the same time.

"KP," Ron wheezed.

Monkey Fist sneered down at him. "No one to save you this time Stoppable. No old relic with ninja students, no Lotus Blade wielding rat, and no Kim Possible…"

"That's where you're wrong!" Kim yelled as she reached the apex of her flying kick. Fist looked up in shock an instant before her blow impacted against the hairy villain and sent him reeling.

Kim's eyes appeared as green daggers wreathed in the flame of her billowing hair, which had somehow slipped out of its normal ponytail, as she stood over Monkey Fist. Even though Kim was breathing heavily from her desperate run everything about her posture screamed out danger.

"You were going to kill him," Kim accused hotly. Monkey Fist blinked at her, not comprehending the deadly calm of her voice or realizing his peril.

"Of course," Fist raved, "The monkey power is mine, MINE, not his, he stole it. Monkey power is for me, don't you understand, me!"

Fist flipped up off the ground with an inarticulate gargling roar of pure anger. His remaining monkey ninjas assembled behind him waiting for the signal to attack this new interloper.

"Your brothers will pay the price for this interference Kim Possible," Fist said darkly.

"Guess again chump," Ron said feebly. The monkey man whirled around and saw the pile of ropes lying next to where the twins had been held captive. "Not that you ever had any intentions of keeping your word about Kim's brothers."

Kim did a series of forward flips that brought her face to face with Monkey Fist. He jerked backward from her sudden advance and ordered his ninjas to attack. Kim kicked the first monkey to close in on her like it was a soccer ball before continuing her attack on Fist himself.

"Surely you must be joking," Fist said patronizingly. "It's been a long time since you fought me properly Miss Possible. I have since fully mastered the Mystical Monkey Power. No regular person can hope to defeat me."

Kim clenched her jaw and delivered a series of devastating punches only to see the crazed Englishman dodge them all. Even more disconcerting was the fact that his dodges all appeared to be completely accidental, almost Ron-like.

"And after today the only other person who posses the power of the monkey will be in no position to challenge me ever again," Fist said meaningfully. Suddenly Kim found herself scrambling to dodge Monkey Fist's jabs and chops.

Ron groaned again as he watched the battle unfold, but he was completely exhausted and even his monkey power had tapered off to a trickle. Rufus had chased off the monkey that had been fighting him before finding a loose piece of trash paper to use as a makeshift fan on Ron.

They had been in countless battles again villains who had threatened to kill them at one point or another, but when Kim looked into Monkey Fist's insane visage she found herself believing in the danger for the first time. The only other time that could compare was during last Christmas when she though Ron hadn't managed to escape from one of Drakken's crashed doomsday machines. Kim felt like her heart was caught in a vice as unbidden thoughts of Ron, her Ron, being taken away from her flooded into her consciousness.

"You're wrong Monty," Kim hissed angrily. "You'll never win and you'll never lay a paw on Ron as long as I'm around."

Kim didn't realize it, but her desperation to save Ron manifested itself as a burst of vigor that kicked her combat into a whole new level. The battle, which had consisted mainly of Monkey Fist pressing the attack, now reversed itself. The simian lord found himself overwhelmed by a flood of incredibly powerful attacks from the harmless looking red headed girl.

Monkey Fist tried to regain the initiative, but with each punch he failed to block his disadvantage grew. He looked around wildly for help and saw that all of his monkey followers were too beaten to give further battle. Some of them were limping along only with the aid of their comrades. Monkey Fist used his remaining strength to leap out of range into one of the park's trees.

"This isn't over," he snarled as he tried to ignore his body screaming out in pain. "Monkey ninjas, retreat!"

Kim watched warily while Ron's arch foe disappeared into the gathering night and decided that it wouldn't be wise to pursue them. Ron needed her help and truth be told she was beginning to near her own exhaustion point.

Kim hurried back over to where Ron was struggling to get up. She grabbed one of his arms to help him stand on unstable feet. "Are you all right Ron?"

"I should be asking you that KP," Ron replied ruefully. "Sorry I choked on the whole Monkey Fist take down thing."

"You didn't choke," Kim said. Kim emphasized her point by giving him a warm kiss. "We saved the tweebs and monkey boy will think twice before coming after us again."

"Speaking of tweebs," Ron said thoughtfully as they walked slowly away from the park, "Where are they?"

"We're bored," Jim called out. Kim registered some mild shock as the twins ran up to them that they had both stayed put and out of the way for once.

"We wanted to come to, but Kim wouldn't let us," Tim grouched.

"Technology can so compete with magic," Jim added disdainfully.

Ron laughed, "I'm just glad you two are okay. I'm sorry I messed up your day by getting attacked by my arch foe."

"Are you kidding?" Jim said.

"Getting kidnapped was totally awesome," Tim continued.

"Best day ever," the tweebs concluded together. They laughed and gave each other a high five.

Kim grinned. "Well now its time to get home before Mom and Dad bust me," she said seriously. The twin's curfew was much sooner than Kim's.

Amazingly, Kim's parents weren't home yet by the time the four of them arrived. Kim and Ron took turns dressing each other's wounds, most of which turned out to be either superficial or else injuries that only rest could heal. Ron especially was covered in bruises and had swelling in several places. Still, he tottered into the kitchen and started cooking while Kim called up their friends to let them know what had happened.

Ron could hear Kim chattering animatedly on the phone and decided that she must have called Felix first so she could spend more time talking to Monique. He turned over the potatoes before looking at the timer on the oven. Ron had decided to fix the Possible clan a "down home" meal of steaks, fried potatoes, corn bread, and brown beans.

There was a commotion in the living room followed by the sound of Kim getting off the phone so she could greet her parents.

"The conference ran over a little," Anne was saying.

"I hope you kept your distance from those show folk," James grumbled.

"Dinner's almost ready," Ron called out.

"Oh, Ron honey, what happened to you," Anne said as she glided into the kitchen. Ron's injuries were much more obvious than Kim's was.

"Monkey Fist attacked us at the circus Mom," Kim said lightly. "It was really no big."

They proceeded to tell her all about the day's events. Ron got the impression that Anne probably didn't categorize kidnapping her boys as "no big," but she didn't say anything except how glad she was that they were all okay.

Dinner went well too, except for James going on about how high school was different back in his day. "Yep, we certainly didn't have to rescue people kidnapped by crazed monkey men." He said as Kim rolled her eyes.

"All right, TV," Ron said happily. Kim snuggled up against him even though her dad was in the room too and beyond the occasional glance he seemed to be unconcerned by their proximity.

"You know, you really did do good out there today," Kim said. She had sensed that Ron was feeling like he had let her down on some level.

"I still got beat," Ron said softly. "But thanks KP."

"Well," Kim said slowly. "I suppose I could help you train if you wanted to."

Ron squirmed uneasily. "I dunno KP, I mean, I'm not exactly mister martial arts if you know what I mean. Although, my Monkey Kung Fu seems to be better these days."

"You're a natural Ron, I know you can do it if you try," Kim insisted.

"I'm just bad at these sorts of things, remember how I failed out of every sport?" Ron countered.

"Oh no you don't, remember that time we switched bodies?" Kim asked slyly.

"Your hair was so flippy," Ron replied dreamily.

Kim giggled, "Yeah, well, I was in your body too and while I was in it I could do just about anything I could do in my own. I fought Shego, cheered, and it was nearly as easy as normal. You're actually in incredible shape Ron, you just need training."

Ron grunted, apparently still unconvinced. Kim decided it was time to take another approach.

"Besides, I need you to train me too," she said.

"Huh? What could I possibly train you for, cooking again?" Ron asked, clearly bewildered.

"No silly," Kim replied. "Monkey Kung Fu of course. It's the anti-kung fu kung fu because its unpredictable movements thwart the organization of the other styles."

"I don't know Kim. I mean, I seem to be getting a better grasp on it, but I'm not sure I could teach it," Ron said.

"Please," Kim said. She opened her eyes as wide as possible and let her lower lip quiver slightly. Ron crumbled under the unparalleled might of the Puppy Dog Pout.

"Oh all right, you win," he said, grinning. "But you have to call me sensei."