Kim Potential…
Summary: A desperate Dr. Drakken has sensibly reviewed his Files of Past Plots to find the most effective weapon yet used on KP and improve it with unexpected results. Ron and company find they have a new partner.
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Part XI…
Drakken mansion lair…
7am…
Sudden blare of music outside Potential's bedroom… "Ta, ta, ta,ta, ta…!"
"Aheeee!" scream… "Daddy!?"
"Wake up, sleepy-head!" Drakken cheerily calling through door, eager, equally cheery henchthugs armed with various instruments at his side.
"Dad? What the…?" a bleary-eyed Kim in elegant pyjamas purloined in the last heist the day before from the Indian pashas' collection put her annoyed, weary head out the door…Cautiously…
"How's our lil' Kimmy Potential?!..." Drakken, eagerly. "You know today's our big day!"
Urrggh… "What time is it?"
"Good grief…" a weary Shego in robe came down the hall… "I thought Possible had found us. What the frack, frackin' time is it?"
"Seven…Bright and early…" Drakken beamed. "Cause the early clone catches and frozenly entombs the archfoe original. And we have a special breakfast all prepared…"
"Oh, God…" Shego sighed.
Tell me about it, evil step…Kim sighed. "Dad, why do we have to be up now?"
"Well…Kimmy…" Drakken eyed her. "It is a school day. After all, once we get Kim Possible on ice, you'll be taking her place."
"I will?" "She will?" Potential, Shego in unison…
"Naturally…" he eyed the two…The henchthugs with whom he'd been discussing future plans over the cooking, nodding. Naturally.
"We'll want to know what her comrades and other super heroes she keeps in touch with are doing…Plus of course we want to steadily drag the Possible rep into the toilet…You know that…Daddy explained that to you."
"Well, yeah…" Potential shrugged. "I get I use my twin status to smear the little goody-good's rep and do the like, turn to evil thing after we Kimsicle her, blackening her name forever…But why do I have to go to school? Especially today?"
"And why did I have to be woke up at 7 am by a bunch of idiots?" Shego added.
"Kim, we can't rush this...You have to take her place and destroy her name systemically…Slowly…To make it real as…Possible…" Drakken, beaming at the pun as Potential and Shego frowned…
I love him…Both sighed inwardly…But why does he have to do puns like that?
"Plus you need a high school diploma if you're going to college and you certainly are going to college."
Point there, Shego noted, wearily. She is going to college. "Where are your slippers? Barclay, get Kim her slippers."she turned to the still somewhat chilly Barclay.
"But I'm gonna be Queen…er, Princess of Earth, right? You promised, Dad." Potential frowned. "Why can't we just award me honorary degrees from every university on Earth once we take over?"
Thanks, Barc…She took the proffered slippers, putting them on.
"Kimberly…One has to earn an proper education…" Drakken, shaking head.
"Your dad's right there." Shego nodded.
"And you'll want a chance to find out what kind of career you want to go into…" he continued. "Naturally, I hope you'll consider Science…"
"Or teaching…" Shego, quickly…
"Hello…Queen…Er, Princess…" hasty glance at Shego. "…Of the World…And supervillainness…What do I need a 'career' for?" frown.
"For the pleasure of learning, in part…New experiences…And the satisfaction of knowing you're doing work you like as well as the administrative stuff ruling with us you have to do. Believe me, Kimberly, while I did have some rough spots in college, my university days were some of the best of my life…They made me what I am today."
"Yeah, yeah…" sigh.
"Gotta go with your dad on this, Kimmy." Shego nodded, yawning… "Though not crazy about the seven am nonsense…College was a great experience for me, too. I'd never been away from my brothers before, doing something all my own…"
"Eh…" Potential frowned.
"Trust me, you'll relish it once you get there."
"I can go in Middleton, right? Middleton U?" she eyed them. "Cause I won't wanna be far from home…" pout.
"Well…If you like…" Drakken, hesistant. "But there are a lot of good schools outside Middleton. And it's sort of a Drakken tradition that we go to Harvard for undergraduate…Any way we can…"
"But we can discuss that later…" Shego cut in. "Since we're up, lets go do breakfast."
"Fine…Let me change…" Potential sighed.
"I expect you at the table in fifteen, Kimberly." Drakken insisted. "The boys and I've got quite a breakfast ready."
Henchthugs nodding proudly...Quite a breakfast.
"Yeah, sure…Whatever you say, dad. Right along..." closing door.
"I'll right there…Let me make sure she gets up." Shego noted to him.
"She's a little clingy, isn't she?" Drakken shook his head. "I mean, Middleton's not a bad school but…"
"She's only four days old…It's natural. Plenty of time for deciding schools yet…Did you get the photo framed?"
"Walter did it this morning. It looks very nice. I wonder if I should send Mom a copy?"
"We weren't really married, Drew."
Yet…She thought.
"Yeah, but word will get out…Lord knows the boys won't keep quiet even under threat of torture. And if Mom hears…She'll be hurt enough we didn't invite her, but I could claim we did a quick ceremony and planned the big one for later when we rule…er, have more time."
Later…She blinked…
This mean?
Uh…
"Well, I'll decide later…I'd better go check the crepes, I don't want them to get dried out."
"Yeah…" she stared after him…
Potential opening door… "Dad gone?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks for not ratting me out about last night."
"He'd just worry. But don't do it again. You coulda got hurt or slipped up and blown the scheme." frown...
"Just wanted to see if I could pull it off…Did you get the Kimmunicator back ok?"
"He never noticed it. You're lucky his knock-off worked properly. You put him and the rest of us at risk as well, you know." Shego eyed the clone's face in the door crack sternly.
"I know…I wasn't thinkin'. I'm only four days old."
And don't care about you, anyhow…Though I do feel bad about endangering Daddy…And maybe, Walter. Who does that James Earl Jones cackle so well…Potential thought.
"Sorry." Daddywise…
"We won't say anything about it. C'mon and get down to breakfast, I know your dad's been workin' on this one for hours. Plus he probably has a load of useless orders to give about today. Kim?"
"Yeah?"
"You sure you're up for today? I could get you another day's delay…If you need to practice Kimmy skills?"
"What?"
Questioning my abilities, you…Frown…Oh, I am so gonna enjoy letting you have it when you least expect it…And a day Dad's not too fond of you…
"I just mean…Last night…You weren't exactly in fightin' form, there."
"I wasn't use to being out at night. I didn't know how dark it could get." Slight shiver…
Really dark…And scary…
"And you surprised me…"
And never will again…Bitch…Concealed dark look…
Though the carrying home and tuckin' me in was nice…(step)mommie…
"Well, we should practice a bit after breakfast…You're infiltrating this afternoon, I still don't get why your dad felt we had to get up so early."
"Dad's an eager beaver…" shrug…
"I guess. Any way we can use the gym room and see if you're up to speed."
Hmmn…Gleam… 'Oh, Daddy…Stepmommie fall down, go… Crunch, ARRGGH, Gassssssppp,! Look at funny floppy head stepmommie. Dad, Stepmom won't rant at me?…She's awfully still? Oh, poor Daddy! Kimmy will take care of you. There, there.'
Alone…Always…Like Daddy's best girl should…With no interference…
Eh…Nah, he'd guess it wasn't a training accident…Sides, I might need a lil' workout…And her support today if I'm not up to full speed and things go wrong before we put twin sis in cold storage.