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 XII…

Report: Surveillance Drone #23

Target: Kimberly Ann Possible

Location: Possible home kitchen table

Time: 7:22 am

"There she is…" Drakken eyed the huge screen from the gigantic dining room table where he, Shego, Kim Potential, and all henchthugs not on guard duty were enjoying the rather excellent breakfast he and the boys had prepared. "Isn't that a great picture? The new drone cameras are really giving the widescreen image in crystal clarity."

" Way to go dad…" Potential grinned. "Hee…I can see right up the twin brats' runny nostrils. God, look at that dump? Talk about loser parents…Is that a place for a world-saving heroine to live?" sneer…

"Well…" Drakken, hesitant. "It is nice her parents don't let the world-saving thing go to her head in her personnel life. I must admit I've always liked that about them…Level-headed people."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Potential stared, blinking.

"Dad?...Are you sayin' I'm greedy? Spoiled? Me?" she pouted, rattling priceless jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Oh, Kimberly, in you it works…You being on the Evil side, greedy and spoiled is your nature." he noted fondly.

"You like her better than me?!" she blinked, tearing… "He likes her better than me?!" she turned to Shego.

Well…

"I didn't emphasize my Evil side…You did!" face twisting.

"Now, Kimberly…" Drakken tried… "You know I love your Evil nature. I wouldn't have gone to the trouble of selecting for it if I didn't."

"Oh, I wish I'd never been cloned!" kicking…The henchthug next to her at table…

No way was she gonna ruin her newly stolen $20,000 Gucci shoes by kicking the table.

Ending in sobs…Head buried in hands.

Though Shego, with frown, caught the peeking out to see if "daddy" was properly disturbed.

Our lil' drama queen of Evil…

Henchthugs eyeing each other nervously…

Do we withdraw discreetly or offer the support of the greater family circle?

"Oh…Now…No, no, sweetheart…Not at all…" Drakken shook his head. "Kim Possible is my arch foe…I'm required to respect her, in certain ways, and it's nice that I can. It's the reason I created you from her. Though she can be rather full of herself at times when confronting me." Frown at Kim on screen.

"As if she respects you…Hah…" Potential glared, looking up.

Got that memory trace right, kid, Shego smiled quietly. "Kimberly…That's no way to talk to Daddy."

"I was expressin' my resentment of her attitude, EstepM. Daddy, you know I didn't mean to sneer at you?…You're the only person on Earth I don't sneer at." She gave winsome look to Drakken.

"I know that, sweetheart…I imbedded that into you." Drakken nodded fondly.

"Of course, she actually does like you kinda." Potential noted casually. "God, look at what her mother's wearing…What a loser."

"She does?" Drakken, Shego in unison, staring.

"Likes? How…Likes…?" Shego, grimly.

"Oh…She gets a kick out of the way Dad keeps tryin'…And the stuff he comes up with…She loved the thing with the synthoclones, actually." Potential shrugged. "And boy did she howl over EStepmommie and the compliance chip. Like, duh…'Oh, yes, Dr. Drakken'…" Grin.

"Did she?" Shego, glaring... "Well, you…She…Was pretty vapid herself that time."

"Dad? Can I lie to you? I mean if you order me not to…" Potential spread hands. "Walter, can you pass the maple syrup? Thanks. Say, would you do the Evil cackle again?"

"Boss?" Walter eyed Drakken…

"Oh, sure." Drakken nodded. "I think this morning calls for it."

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!"

"Gee, that's great. Just like James Earl Jones." Potential beamed. "But Dad's is better when he's in form, right?" she turned to Shego.

"Yeah…" Shego nodded curtly, still a bit grim...Eyeing Drakken.

That damned compliance chip again…

"My girls…" Drakken beamed. "Oh…" he eyed the screen as Kim Possible rose, kissing Mrs. Dr. Possible and frowning at the twin brothers still gobbling their breakfast. "…there she goes. I hope she did finish breakfast…It's the most important meal of the day. And her last, assuming she skips lunch again, for some time to come. Walter?"

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah, hah!"

"Dude, you belong in the movies…Voice acting at least." Potential grinned at the shyly pleased Walter.

"Well, so much for the Kim Show...Nice job with breakfast and drone manuevering, guys. We have a little practice in the gym to do before zero hour this afternoon." Shego noted, rising.

"Not that I need it…" Potential, hastily.

"Shall I come and watch?" Drakken suggested.

Uh…Potential, slight gulp…

"In a bit…" Shego, quickly. "You and your cooking school should keep an eye on Kimmy I for now. In case her gaggle of support louts comes up with something on us…"

"Right." he nodded.

"Yeah. Gotta kick me some EStepmommie butt, guys." Potential had risen.

"Plate, Kimberly?" Shego eyed her.

"Yeah, yeah…"

"Have a nice time, Kimberly. Go easy on her…Please?" Drakken hissed as Shego passed his chair.

"Is that an order, Dr. Drakken?" pasted phony smile.

"I said I was sorry about that one…You tormented me for days over it…She…What more can I do?" he whispered, sheepishly.

"Wait…" Potential eyed the departing Kim on screen as the drone camera followed her, shifting to a shot outside the Possible's dump of a home.

"Am I gonna hafta wear that?" she pointed at Kim.