Kim Possible: The Sitch Of College: Extra Hidden Talent
Chapter 1: A New Student
AN: I know I'm not even that far into my Sitch Of College Bad Girl Story. And don't worry, I'm still working on it. I was just really excited to get started on this idea that me and Sabre thought of together. By the way, Sabre helped me a lot with this chapter so special thanks to him.
It was a beautiful sunny day at Starlight University as Kim and Ron Stoppable were walking on Campus hand-in-hand.
"Another beautiful day," Ron commented, happily.
"I totally agree with you, Ron," Kim agreed, happily.
Ron turned to Kim on his right, "But it's not as beautiful as you."
The two stopped walking before they turned towards each other.
"Oh, Ronnie, you always say the nicest things," Kim cooed.
"I do," Ron agreed. He then picked Kim up, bridal-style, earning a happy squeal from her. "But don't I do the nicest things?"
Kim wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and cooed, "You do."
The two teens were about to kiss when the Kimmunicator went off.
"Ugh," They groaned in unison.
Ron put Kim back down before the latter answered her Kimmunicator.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim groaned.
"I guess this must be a bad time?" Wade asked.
"Always," Kim replied.
"Right..." Wade said. He then continued. "Anyway, Dean Princeton wanted me to contact you to announce that tomorrow, a new student will be transferring to Starlight University. He's asking if you two could show the new student around the campus."
Kim and Ron smiled.
"Tell Dean Princeton that we accept," Kim said.
Wade nodded, "I will, Wade out."
After the screen went black, Kim and Ron turned to each other.
"I wonder who this new student is," Ron said.
"I wonder myself," Kim said.
Ron shrugged his shoulders, "I guess we'll find out tomorrow."
"Let's go to lunch," Kim suggested. "And we'll break the news to our friends about the new student."
Ron then picked Kim up, bridal-style, again.
"Then let's go," Ron cooed.
"Ron, is this really necessary?" Kim asked.
"Well, I'd thought I'd give my badical bride a badical ride," Ron replied.
Kim wrapped her arms around Ron's neck, rested her head on his right shoulder, and closed her eyes.
"Thanks, Ron," Kim cooed.
Ron then kissed the top of Kim's head.
"You're welcome, KP," Ron cooed after he pulled away.
With that said, Ron, with Kim in his arms, walked on towards the Dining Hall.
Later that night, a certain, helmet-wearing German foe of Kim and Ron's was pacing the floor in his lair. Ever since he broke out of prison, Professor Dementor continued his attempts at conquering the world. He thought it would be easier with a certain, brunette headed, teenage girl super villain put away. But alas, Team Possible kept foiling him at every turn. He spent almost the entire day complaining to himself.
"Augh!" The German villain shouted in frustration. "Zis is just so frustrating. You'd zink zat after zat brunette-headed, egotistical, bratty teenage girl, who out-villained me twice, was put out of commission, taking over ze vorld vould be much simpler. But no! Fraulein Possible and her goofy sidekick and ze rest of her incompetent team still feel the need to mess up my plans."
Dementor punched the wall in frustration.
"Ow!" He shouted in pain.
"Sir," Came a voice.
"Vhat?!" Dementor shouted as he turned to the henchman who just spoke.
"You have company," The henchman announced. "He says he wants to speak with you about a proposition."
"Oh, really?" Dementor said, calming down.
"Yes, and he says it can't wait," The henchman replied.
Dementor sighed, "Very well, send him in."
The henchman left to do as ordered, running back through the door he came through. And through the door, came the person, the henchman was talking about. It was a certain monkey-man that Dementor had teamed up with before.
"Lord Monkey Fist?" Dementor said in surprise.
"I know seeing me must be a surprise, Professor Dementor," Monkey Fist spoke. "Especially, since our last few team ups were less than successful."
"Well yes, zat would be correct," Dementor responded. "Vhy are you here now?"
"To propose another alliance," Monkey Fist replied.
"And you think zat'll work zis time?" Dementor argued. "The last few times we teamed up, we were beaten and humiliated."
"Ugh, don't remind me," Monkey Fist groaned. "But this time, I have a plan that I know will work. But I'll once again need your expertise for building doomsday devices. Or setting up lairs."
His curiosity piqued, Dementor decided to listen to Monkey Fist's proposal.
"I'm listening," Dementor said.
The next day, Kim and Ron entered the main campus building and made their way to the Dean's office.
As soon as they reached Dean's office and walked through the door where they saw Dean Princeton sitting at his desk. There was also someone in there with him.
"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable, glad you could make it," Dean Princeton greeted with a smile.
"Glad we could come, Dean Princeton," Kim greeted. She then took notice of the person standing in front of Dean Princeton's desk. "Is this the new student you told us about?"
The person was a teenage girl they have never seen before. She had waist length wavy brown hair, fair skin, freckles and blue eyes. She was wearing a green crop top, blue jean-shorts, and black patent ballet flats. But the most interesting thing about her was the necklace she was wearing around her neck. It was a gold chain with a gold oval-shaped pendant with what looked like a sinister-looking mermaid with red eyes engraved on it.
Dean Princeton answered, "This is our new student, Sylvia Rendell. She just transferred here from the University of London."
"Hello," Kim greeted the new student.
"Hey, there," Ron greeted.
"Hello, Kim and Ron Stoppable," Sylvia spoke in a British accent. "It is an honor to meet you."
Rufus soon popped out of Ron's pocket and gave his own greeting.
"Heh, heh, hello," Rufus chirped.
"And I take it, that's your pet naked mole-rat?" Sylvia asked Ron while pointing to Rufus.
"You bet, he is," Ron replied. "And I'm certainly glad you know who he is. People usually just call him a pink hairless rodent. Well, save for some people we've met here."
"Uh huh," Rufus groaned as he went back into Ron's pocket.
"I have heard quite a lot about your exploits," Sylvia said with a smile. "It must be a tough job saving the world."
"You don't know the half of it," Ron groaned.
"Yeah, Ron and I, along with our friends have been through many tough sitches," Kim added. "But we pull through them in the end."
"I'll bet," Sylvia responded with a chuckle.
"So where in England are you from?" Kim asked, curiously.
"The first eleven years of my life, I lived in Liverpool in North West England," Sylvia answered. "Same city my favorite band, The Beatles, were formed. After that, I lived in Manchester."
"You know, we have a few friends who are Beatles fans and are even a Beatles tribute band as well," Kim pointed out. "Perhaps you'd like to meet them, along with our other friends, at lunch."
"I will be delighted to meet them," Sylvia said, happily.
"What brings you here to Starlight?" Ron asked, changing subjects.
"I decided that I wanted to live the American dream," Sylvia replied. "That, and I heard a great deal about this school, so I decided to transfer here."
"And since she has never been here before," Dean Princeton chimed in. "I thought you could show her around. That's why I informed you of her transfer yesterday. I thought you two and maybe your friends could help her adjust to this school."
"Sure, Dean Princeton," Kim responded with a smile. "We'd be happy too."
"It would be our honor to do so," Ron added.
Later, as Kim, Ron and Sylvia were walking through campus, they conversed.
"So, Sylvia, what do you like to do?" Kim asked.
"Well, my favorite thing to do is singing," Sylvia answered.
"Cool," Kim said. "Me and Ron would sing from time to time."
"Yes, in fact, I've heard about that talent contest you took part in almost a year ago," Sylvia spoke. "I must say, singing a song by Elton John was a really interesting act."
"Why thanks, Sylvia," Kim appreciated Sylvia's feedback.
"Yeah, me and Kim really made that talent contest," Ron added. He wrapped his arm around Kim. "And it was even more special since we did it together."
Kim blushed, but smiled.
Ron continued speaking, "There was a bit of a cheating problem, but we took care of it."
"Cheating?" Sylvia repeated in confusion.
"Don't ask," Kim grumbled.
Ron quickly changed subjects as he kept his arm around Kim.
"So, Sylvia, what else do you like to do?" Ron asked.
"Well, um, I like to study Greek mythology," Sylvia answered.
This piqued Kim's interest.
"Greek mythology, huh?" Kim said with interest.
"That sounds kind of cool," Ron spoke.
It was then that Kim finally addressed the necklace around Sylvia's neck.
"Is that what your necklace is?" Kim asked, pointing to Sylvia's necklace.
"Oh, well, um, yes," Sylvia said. "I found this necklace in a Greek mythology-themed gift shop. I was really inspired by Greek myths and legends that I thought maybe I should have something that symbolizes it."
"Oh, I know what you're talking about," Ron chimed in. "Two things that symbolize my happiness are, Bueno Nacho and my friends and family including my now and forever bon-diggity wife."
Kim continued to blush, but gave Ron a loving smile.
Sylvia just chuckled.
Meanwhile, Dementor was leading Monkey Fist to a spot in Burbank. It was the same place where Dementor had his lair in Burbank the time he, Monkey Fist and Duff Kiligan teamed up some time ago.
"Zis spot should be big enough for your little operation," Dementor informed. "Will it suffice?"
"As a matter of fact, it will," Monkey Fist assured.
"So tell me again, how exactly do you plan to pull off zis little plan of yours?" Dementor asked. "And what do I get out of it?"
"As I've told you before, my plan involves getting my hands on the mystical monkey power that Ron Stoppable possesses," Monkey Fist explained. "And I know just the way to do it."
"Yes, you've explained this to me already, but how exactly do you plan to execute zis plan?" Dementor asked impatiently.
"I will reveal the details to you in due time, Dementor," Monkey Fist assured. "And don't worry, once my plan succeeds, I shall give you any section of the world, just like I promised before."
Dementor continued to stare skeptically.
"Hmm, alright, I'm in," He relented. "But zis better work."
"Oh, don't worry, I am quite certain it will," Monkey Fist said sinisterly. He then thought. "Especially, since this is not just my plan."
To Be Continued