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 XXIII…

"And your friend Wade was sure the modus operandi was that similar?" Drakken starred at Potential, now seated at table with himself and Shego in the mansion lair's great hall, happily wolfing down what she described as "real food at last".

Was a rather nice salmon and risotto…Drakken had noted. Just that right touch of…

"Yeah…That's what chubs the techie said…" Potential nodded. "So these jobs weren't us, Dad? EStepM, you sure you weren't pulling a few side robberies for the nest egg when Dad dumps you?"

"Kimberly…" Drakken frowned.

"Nah…" Shego smiled. "She's gotta point, Drew…It might have been possible, way back when…But no, Kimberly, it wasn't me and I don't think any of the fellas would have tried it or been capable, sadly." Glance round the table.

Sly smile to Drakken as Potential eyed their wedding portrait on the magnificent carved sideboard on which the dinner warming pans stood…Catching Potential's momentary smile.

She's glad to be part of a real family…Even if part of her is bitterly, murderously jealous…And we gotta a backdated, if perhaps illegit license to back that portrait up as of today…

A day I won't forget even if the ceremony lasted five minutes and was performed ala Darth Vader by Rev. Walt…Glance at Drakken nervously eyeing Potential as she continued her stare for a moment.

Yeah, it was for our Kim…But…I woulda done it just for you, Drew, she beamed.

"Walt could've…He'd be up to it. But he wouldn't go against Dad…or me, right Walt?" Potential fixed henchthug Walter with an innocent look that turned grim quickly…

"Uh…No, ma'am."

"See…It must have been someone copying your style, Pop." Potential turned to a pondering Drakken…

Hmmn…

"Yes, Kimberly…I think you might be right. Someone followed the state capitol robberies and decided to take advantage of the situation and do a few on his or her own." He nodded. "While imitation may be the highest form of flattery, I must say it shows an appalling lack of breeding among my fellow criminals."

"Can't let that stand, Dad. Nobody copycats our family and adds a few potential years to your prison term." Potential, grimly. "Besides…" she noted. "It would be a good way for me to do a lil' 'goodie Kim bring this evildoer to justice' without risking you or the guys. Keep Wade and Ron convinced I must be the one and only…"

"Not bad, Kimberly…Ummm…Wait…You…?" Drakken blanched a little suddenly at Potential's beam…Thanks, Pop.

Nice going, idiot…Husband…Shego glared at the suddenly realizing Drakken…

My little Kimberly…Facing who knows what or who the evildoer as Kim Possible? He blinked.

You know, somehow I pictured this cloning plan as considerably less mentally and emotionally stressful…

"Ummn…Perhaps we should leave this one to the proper authorities, just this once…" he suggested, carefully. "I mean, probably just some petty burglar or something. Not worth your time, sweetheart." Casual wave.

Especially some husky petty burglar armed with gun or knife…

God, what is wrong with that fellow Possible to let his daughter traipse off facing people like that every night?

"Dad…" Potential frowned. Eyeing Shego angrily…This disturbing lack of faith is your fault, somehow…

"I can handle this…I've been practicing and I got all Kimmy's battle memories."

Shego, careful stare over Potential's head to Drakken…We need a new strategy, Dad…

"Perhaps it would be a good idea, Drew…Kimberly's gotta get in some villain whomping before her turn to complete Evil for it to be believable. This might be just the right start." Shego, hastily.

What? She…?

"Exactly." Potential nodded. "Just leave it to me, dad. I'll get Wade and the goods on this clown, and whoever he or she is, we'll have him nice and neat in a police van before you know it. And maybe this time Kim Possible will decide to keep a few more trophies, eh?" she smilingly waved her jade bracelet on her wrist. "Mom Dr. Possible was askin' me about this one last night. I said the state art museum gave it to me as a reward for tryin' to help them recover the stolen goods. I think she kinda wondered about it, though she's still got too much faith in her lil' Kimmy to think I've taken to scoopin' up some bling for myself."

"But…Soon enough, she won't be able to deny it…Her lil' angel has developed a taste for keepin' what don't belong to her." she smiled, then frowned. "Though, geesh…Little enough for all I done done for this town and the world, right? They oughta be throwin' stuff my way…Ungrateful jerks." Shake of head…

"Their lack of gratitude will be punished, Kimberly…When our Evil reign begins we'll make it clear to them all that you turned Evil in part due to their poor show of proper appreciation, trust me." Drakken nodded judiciously.

"Now as to this effort to locate the thief acting in our name…" he sighed. "I'll go along with you both, but only if we can assist and stand by, just in case."

"Dad…I don't say I wouldn't appreciate some intel help…But I have done this before." Potential frowned.

"But you're still very young yet, Kimberly…I'm not saying I doubt your abilities," he put up a hand, "But the memories may not translate all that efficiently into action for a bit." he pleaded. "I just want us to be around if you need help. I promise we won't interfere if all's going well."

"You tell him I wasn't up to the job?" Potential glared at Shego.

"I said…Just as you heard when we last trained…That you were coming along fine and I haven't said anything to the contrary." Shego shook her head. "And I think you'll do just fine, though what could having a little back-up hurt?"

If it's competent back-up, namely me, that is.

"After all, this as much to protect your father's plans as you, right…?"

Hmmn…

"It would be bad for Operation 'Review' if another enemy is on the scene waiting to capitalize on our successes, Kimberly." Drakken chimed in.

She perked her head up…

"You mean like…Professor Dementor…That two-bit impersonation of a mad scientist?"

"I couldn't have described him better myself…And possibly…He does like to copy me." Drakken pondered.

"Well…If it's to protect the master plan…But only if I really need the help, huh?" she noted, wistfully.

"Absolutely…" he agreed.

"I'm sure we'll just be there to witness another Kim Possible easy win." Shego beamed.

"In the meantime, we'll look into it as well, sweetheart." Drakken noted. "We might be able to dig out some information via our sources in the super-criminal and criminal underworld."

And buy or plasma blast him/her off before you risk a hair on your precious cloned head…He eyed Shego.

"Ok then…" Potential nodded. "I'll see what Wade can come up with as to the next likely target and we'll see who's been tryin' to steal the Drakken family thunder."

Our lil' girl…Drakken beamed to Shego.

Kim Possible welded to the unscrupulousness of a Drakken…I pity the fool who's behind these copycats if she gets her hands on him.

"Well…" slight downcast air… "I guess I'd better be heading back to the stiffs and their brats." Potential sighed, rising.

"Everything is all right at the Possibles'?" Shego, a bit anxiously.

"Oh, yeah…" wave of hand. "The stiffs have bought me as lil' Kimmy and the brats…Well, I think I've made it clear to them they either accept me as dear Kim their occasionally annoyed with them sis or they keep their little suspicions to themselves and their sweet mouths, shut. Nah, really…" she smiled at Drakken's nervous look.

Those two have screwed me before…Be just like if they should've caught on…

"…I played it 'sweet older sis sorry for losing it' last night and they were eatin' out of my Evil hands. Don't fret, Pop…I know not to get overconfident with them."

"Good…Just be careful around them." He nodded.

"And have a good time…Enjoy yourself, Kimberly. High school's a precious time in your life." Shego insisted.

"Just wish I could stay home with you, Dad." Potential sighed. "But sooner I flush KP's rep, sooner I can 'ally' myself with you, right?" wan smile.

"Absolutely…" Drakken nodded.

"And remember…We're always just a phone call or drone scan away, Kimberly." Shego noted.

"So…" Drakken…Glance to Shego as they sat. Last of the dishes washed, henchthugs off to their various bedrooms.

"Kimberly looked well, didn't she? She missed us but I'd say she's coping well."

"Uh-huh." Shego.

"We've got to learn who this copycat is…Before she tries to deal with him or her. I doubt Dementor would bother with such crimes unless he had some ulterior motive…"

"Yeah…The fellas are on it. We'll get on it...Tomorrow." Frown.

"Shego?"

"Drew?" blinking stare, head cocked, resting on hand…

"Anything wrong?"

"Yeah…" sarcastic tone.

"Well, what?..."

"It's my wedding night, you idiot!" Grim tone.

"Oh…"

"Oh…Yeah."

"Well…Ummn…Sorry…It's just been such a busy day."

"Fine. Come on…" she got up, extending hand…

"What?..." he stared as she grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

"Just shut up and do what I tell you." She pulled him along. Staring back at him as he paused.

Well?

"I love you too, Sheila." He smiled at her.

"Yeah, yeah…"