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.
Disclaimer: No infringement intended.
Part XXI…
"So…Lets review…" beam…
"Operation…Review…A complete success to date…"
"To date…" Shego, sarcastic tone…
Hey, gotta keep in practice…At Drakken's frown…
Besides…I know he likes it…Keeps him on his Evil toes…
"Kim Possible successfully cloned to generate…Our Kimmy…Kimberly…Potential…Drakken…"
Large image of Potential projected on lair hall wall…Blowing on nails, languidly beaming smile…
Sigh, pleased looks among the seated henchthugs, human…Our Kimmy…
Synthodroids present…Eh, not that impressed…Being there, creation of that…A clone's a clone, human or no. Besides, can a human clone dissolve biodegradably in seconds?...I think not…
Oh, I can't even pretend to be sarcastic on this one…Shego sighed…Our lil' Kimmy…
"Kim Possible captured, in part thanks to Kimberly Potential Drakken's complete and intimate knowledge of her counterpart…!"
No need to show that slide, Barclay…Drakken hissed…
Bit disturbing…The guys get the point…
Still kinda nervous on that one…Shego glanced at the sealed freezer tank at the far wall next to Drakken's beloved organ… But she is ok…Though I won't rest easy till we have her out and electroshocked into joining our little family…
"And now…The final destruction of Kim Possible, suuuuper heroine…By turning her to Evil, in fact to our ally…The ultimate irony, the supreme triumph!" dramatic wave, wringing of hands in triumph…
Slide of Potential in cheerleader outfit, hoisting the new won trophy as she led her somewhat reluctant squad around the stadium…
Applause from the henchthugs…Yay, Kimmy!...
Hubris, Drew…Hubris…Shego sighed...
"Of course, it'll be our Kimmy masquerading…" Drakken noted… "But she is Kim Possible's darker side…All those pesky, nasty bits held buried by the good in her…Unleashed at last to…!"
"Call from Kimmy!..." Shego, excitedly at the insistent buzzing from Drakken's pocket…
"Oh, sorry…"
"Drew, answer it!…You can finish the presentation rant later…"
"Kimberly?..." Drakken had pulled phone, slight frown to Shego…
"Dad?!...Did you guys see me at the semifinals?!...I saw some of the droids in the crowd…" eager tone…
"We did, dear…We did…"
"You were wonderful, Kimmy!..." Shego called…
"Yes, indeed…" Drakken agreed… "We all were so proud, Kimberly…"
"Best of all I po'd everyone on the squad and then quit flat…" Potential, happily… "Get this, dad…I even walked off with the trophy cup at the end…" chuckle… "You shoulda seen their faces…Jaws on the floor…Even my ole pal Monique thinks I've gotten full of myself…"
Oh…Drakken eyed Shego who gave worried look…
"Well…That's fine, Kimberly…But we don't want you to lose all your friends…I mean not right away until you can buy or enslave more…"
"Eh…No problem…I got Ron…And Monique's still talkin' to me…In fact she's anxious to 'save' me from myself, I think…So Dad?...I thought if it's ok…I could come by tonight?…Bring over the trophy…Have dinner…Hang with you guys, discuss the next phase of your plan…I'll just tell the Possible stiffs I've got world-savin' to do…That always gets them out of my hair…"
"Really?..." Drakken frowned at the phone.
"I know…I can't figure these 'good' parents either…Letting me run around without a single surveillance drone on my tail or anything…So…?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…Shego, anxiously pulling at Drakken's arm…Human henchthugs likewise eager…
Victory party for our lil' Kimmy…Yeah…
"Well…Perhaps a quick visit…" Drakken told the phone… "But we don't want to blow your cover, sweetheart…"
"No way, pop…I've been away whole nights on mission things before…"
"We can't wait to see you, sweetie!..." Shego called…
"All right…But be careful Kimberly…" Drakken sighed… "Abort at once if the Possibles should become even slightly suspicious…"
"Not to worry, Dad…See ya soon…Love ya…Give my best to the guys…Bye…"
"Kimberly?...Shego is here too, you know…"
"Oh…" Shego shrugged… "That's ok…I…"
"Sure…Yeah…See ya, EStepM…" the call ended…
"See…I told you something was there…" Drakken smiled… "She may be grunting but I sense real feeling behind that…" wise nod…
"Eh…Maybe…" Shego shrugged…
You really think so…? Beam…
"Well, we can discuss it with Ms. Kenderson at 1…"
"Your old child therapist?...You're seeing her again?..." smile… "What, that ole bed wetting problem surfacing again?...Your mom was telling me how many sessions it took you to get over that…I think she meant it as a plug in your favor…" grin…
"You know I mean about Kimberly…" sour frown… "And she wants to see you, too…"
"Me?..."
"You're the mother figure in this relationship…And I've expressed my concerns about Kimmy's Electra complex…"
"Lovely…You know your mother still has lunch with her every Friday to talk about you…"
"Shego…Ms. Kenderson would never violate patient confidentiality…I've even told her about my criminal career…To make it easier for her understand my motivations…And she's never spilled to Mom…"
Oh?...Grin… "So you have still been seeing her professionally…Don't you think you ought to consider advancing to an adult therapist, Drewsie?..."
"I'm consulting her about our daughter and her little problem regarding a fixation on me and a desire to kill you to eliminate you as rival for my affections, much as she's coming to see you as her mother…" frown… "You might show a little concern…"
"Fine…" shrug…
Rival?...Affections?...She looked away, nervous smile…
"Well, I don't want to waste your time if you're too busy to care…" arms folded… "I'll deal myself…"
"Oh, don't be like that…You know I'd do anything to help Kimmy…" she frowned…
"I wonder sometimes…" huffy stance…
"Hey!..." Glare… "I've been there, every day, for her…And you know I have some intimacy issues…It's hard for me to show love…I have a fear of rejection and loss…"
"Lord, I know that…" eye roll…
Grrrrrr…
Sob… "That's a mean thing to say after I tole you about my parents…" she broke down…
"She…" sigh… "I'm sorry…I just want us to fully share the parenting experience…And you're not at all slow to show love…You just have your own way of doing it…I know that…" pat… "Now, please…You will be there for the appointment?...We both really think it's important…Kimberly is at a crucial stage, dealing with a lot of different issues very quickly in her short cloned life…"
"Yeah, yeah…" Hmmn… "Say…This lady does know we're not…Really…?"
"Well, actually…" sheepish look… "As to that…"
Middleton High…9am…
"You've very quiet…" Potential eyed Ron as they walked in the hallway… "You upset about something?…You haven't even said how you like my new look…"
Kim Possible, all black Gothic but for the red hair…Even to black nails…Heavily mascaraed eyes…
"Is that a real tattoo?..." he stared at the skull on her arm…
"Please…" she shrugged… "It's a press on…Mom would freak…"
And as for my real dad…
Besides, those things are dangerous, hepatitis-wise…
"Well that's a relief…Hmmn…Black on Black…Very fine for night camouflage…Or Halloween…"
"Funny man…So?..."
"You quit cheerleading squad…Just like that…?" frown, shake of head…
"I won the semis…I ended on a high note…What?...I can't want to move on to something more suited to my future?...A new challenge?…Tuba man?..."
"Yeah, but you were the captain…Kim, you can't just walk on your friends like that…And the way you won the semis…There's…Talk…"
"Talk?..." she put on a concerned look… "Really?..."
Excellent…Inward beam…
"What talk?..." frown…
"That it wasn't fair what you did to win…To the other teams, I mean…"
"Losers always say things like that, Ron…" airy wave of hand… "I use props and extra help all the time in my world-saving…Does anyone say 'Gee, that sure was unfair to Dr. Drakken, Kim…The poor guy'…?"
You bet your booties they don't…No…It's fine then…
"Well…But that's world-saving, Kim…"
"It's winning, Ronnie…It's what I do…But we have other things to worry about…" she lead him down the hall…
A couple of scattered students offering a clap or thumbs up…Several more eyeing her coolly…Not a few eyeing her outfit, puzzled, with distaste, or in some Goth cases, more thumbs up…
We accept her, we accept her…One of us, one of us…
"You mean Drakken and the thefts?..." Ron asked…"And the fact he still hasn't made a ranting appearance?..."
"Yeah…I guess…And there's that student election thing…"
"I gotta tell you I think a snapshot poll would not show things are favorable for your candidacy right now…"
"For you, you idiot…" she frowned… "I told you I think you should run…"
"Me?...Ron Stoppable, class geek?...And I don't even know what the issues are…In detail…I just always vote for Anna Eleanor…She's always so sincere…"
Sudden halt…Turn…
Real anger in her look…Anna Eleanor?...
"What, you like her?...You like her better than me?...Ron?!...That tall, bucktoothed…"
"What?...No…Kim…I'm just sayin' I throw my support her way…She always seems to be on the right side of issues…And don't be mean, she's nice…"
"Oh?..." narrow stare…He backing away a bit… "'Nice'?...Just how is Anna Eleanor…'Nice'?..."
Uh…
"She's just…A nice person…Really…Uh…Seems to care…"
"I care…" dark look…Sudden change to sobbing… "I care…Don't you think I care?..." weeping…
"Kim?...Kim, of course I think you care…And I care…Kim?...You're running your mascara…"
Aww…Rufus poked his head up and out of a pocket…
Errgh… "Excuse me, gotta fix…" she ran for the nearest girls' room, just making it…
Bwwwwwwwhhh…
Oh, that little hairless freak has gotta go…Soon…She sighed, looking at streaked face in the mirror…
Hmmn…Well the tears work but there is a cost in this outfit…
Buzz…She sighed, pulling Ron's communicator out… "What's the sitch, Wadeo…?"
Uh…Wade stared… "Nice, uh…Look…"
"Tryin' somethin' new to intimidate the foes…" she eyed the face on screen…
And a few ole friends…
"Anything new…?"
Or is lonely chubby boy trying to get a peek at her Kimness?...It wouldn't surprise me…She rubbed her black nails against her black top…
"Well, nothing specific on Drakken…There have been another two big museum robberies, closer to Middleton…More priceless artifacts snatched…"
"Really?..."
Really…Dad never mentioned a change of venues…I wonder if someone's copycatting us…
Grrr…No one copycats a Drakken…
"Any details?...Names, photos, home addresses?…Lets have it, tech support…"
"Nothing so far except what might have been the getaway van was caught by a traffic light camera…"
"So…On screen, Spock…C'mon…"
Hmmn…She eyed the large van…Nope, not one of ours unless Dad's been shopping…
Someone's takin' advantage of my dad's Evil spadework?...Oh, that's so not gonna stand…
Unless, of course, the said "someone" packs a hefty load of firepower…In which case, it might stand till I can call in back-up…
Not that I need EStepM's help…
Though, hey…Just six days old….
Besides, what more convenient setting for that "Oooh, Stepmommie fall down, go Crunch, gasp, oooohhhh, etc, etc…" scene.
And I'm already in black for the funeral…
Oh, Dad…There, there…Pat, pat...
"Can you get me an id on that plate?..." she asked Wade…
"I'm trying to enhance it…Give me a little while and I'll see what I can come up with…In the meantime, here's a couple of potential targets near by…You might wanna stake them out…"
"Great, thanks, Wadey…You're so sweet…Kisses…" she kissed the screen to his startled look…Tearing printout…
That oughta get Ronnie a lil' hot and bothered when chubs leaks it out…
Nothing like getting 'em riled to keep 'em in line…
"So, ok?..." Drakken eyed Shego…
Uh-uh…Shrug…
"Barclay?..." he turned to the henchthug… "All is ready?..."
Thumbs up, Barclay…
"Good…We can proceed to the next phase…Yes…" Drakken, a bit hesitant…
The next…Phase?...Charming, Shego frowned…
"Walter?..."
"Here, boss…" Walter in standard red henchthug…Bearing book…
"Are you sure about this?..." Shego looked at Drakken…
"Of course…The license is valid, if illegally created by computer hacking…And Walter's just received his ordination on line…This will hold up in any court, Shego…"
"And you look beautiful…" he smiled at her in her mother's lace…
Aw, Drew…
"Dearly Beloved…" Walter intoned…