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 XXIX…
"So?..." Shego eyed Drakken as they awaited the arrival of synthodroid transport, sent at Drew's request by Walter.
"Well, we know now Dementor's focus is on Kimberly…And that he knows we've modified her, but not the extent or method."
"He's finally showing you a lil' respect…About time…" she grinned.
"And nicely done…Honey…" warm smile…Hand on blue suited arm.
"Was rather nice…The look on that dork's face when I used the self-defense feature." Drakken beamed.
"And taking care to immunize our girl from attitudinator effects…Kimmy's gotta be so proud of her genius dad…Almost as much as her stepmom is…" grin…Followed by worried frown.
"But this thing about Dementor knowing she's been changed…And wanting to study it."
"He won't stop until he's figured out what she is…" Drakken sighed… "However…" beam… "Thanks to the deductive powers of our little girl, we now have Dementor's home address." Sigh… "To think, all these years I've been stealing from my archrival and never knew it. No wonder he was always so smug in our encounters."
"Well, some villains come out in the open and do their jobs…And some hide behind a kindly benevolent identity and a stupid-looking mask." Shego noted. "It does kinda stick in the craw that we couldn't guess about Bortel earlier…I did say 'we'." She returned his look. "In hindsight it makes perfect sense, given what the 'kindly' little arms manufacturer kept working on…Gotta hand it to the little butterball, he masked himself well."
"But now the mask is off…Though I suppose he'll be prepared for an attack. We'll have to lay our plans for any assault carefully."
"Eh, he's got a business he values…We threaten to expose him and level his entire institute…He backs off…Simple."
"Mmmn…Dementor's not one to let things be simple. My guess is Cyrus Bortel will shortly disappear from public view."
"Then score one for Team Drakken…" Shego, contentedly. "That's gotta hurt to lose the nice comfortable day existence."
"I suppose…" Drakken, worried tone… "But I know when I was driven underground the effect was not ennobling to my character or state of mind…And he knows now we care about Kimberly…That she's not merely a tool or weapon. And if he learns she's not malleable…At least not in the ways he's assuming I used…And can't be turned against us or to him involuntarily."
"Well, she's ok for now…" Shego noted…Bit anxious herself. "And we'll protect her."
The image of terrified, frozen, true Kim passing before her eyes, involuntarily….
Oh…Please…Please…Let me be killed if it must be to square things…But spare our poor daughter…
"Shego? I said we should get in touch with Kimberly as soon as possible…And learn whatever Dementor may have said to her in private." Concerned tone…
"Right, right…Drew? It will be ok, right? Tell me? It won't be like that woman said…" anxious look.
"We won't let her be hurt…Sheila...On my love for you, I promise that." Drakken, patting hand.
"Ron?...Hey, Ron?!" Potential looked round the foyer.
"Ronald?" slight worry in tone…
Geesh, surely the fellas wouldn't have…
Crashing sound…She looked up to see…
"Kim?!" Ron called, hanging from chandelier…Having, in trying to free himself from the secure harness Walter had had him strapped to…
Both protective, yet not suspiciously unhumiliatingly so…Potential noted with approval…
…torn a glass leaf loose which had fallen to her side.
"What are you doin' up there, Stoppable?! Get down here, now!"
"Uh…'Fraid a little help is required on that mission, KP…" he called,sighing.
The Drakken mansion lair…
"I'm afraid we followed five identical vans…All wrong…Sorry, boss…" Walter sighed, summing up…
"Not a problem, Walter…We already know where Dementor was headed. And it's to be expected he'd've taken such precautions." Drakken shook head, patting the minion. "And an excellent job intervening with Kimberly…"
"Yes…" Shego, eagerly… "You all were wonderful. I'm sure you saved her from being natched by Dementor."
"Anything for our girl, ma'am…" Walter, solemn bow…The henchthugs, human and synthodroid, nodding in agreement.
"I still don't get why Drakken's guys came in to stop Dementor…And just left after he ran from you…" Ron sighed, shaking head as he and Potential approached the Middleton High school grounds…
Missed second class, as I expected…He noted, ruefully looking at the school clock.
"No honor among bad guys or whatever they say…" Potential shrugged. "Those two have always been rivals, it's not that surprising. We stopped Dementor so Drakken was happy and pulled his crew out."
"I guess…" Ron shrugged. "But this still doesn't leave us any closer to knowing what it is Drakken's up to…"
"Except that it's big enough that Dementor's interested…" Potential, shrewdly.
True enough, after all…
"Yeah…I suppose…Kim? Did you think of something?" he eyed her.
Oh, yeah…Lover boy…Inward gleam…
"Oh…I don't know…Ron…?" languid stare… "Why don't we blow off school and go grab lunch and see a movie…?"
"Blow off…?"
"C'mon, we earned a day off…And no one would question our getting tied up saving the world." enticing grin…
"Yeah, but…"
"C'mon…Lets do something a lil' wild and romantic…You do want to be romantic with me, don't you? Or is it just the superheroine thing?…The fame, the adrenalin rush? But plain old Kimberly Possible, eh, not worth a day's effort…Or really, a half-day's…"
"Yeah, but…" anxious tone…
"Fine…The mission's over…You got your slice of glory…Who needs Kimberly now? Why waste a day spending time with her?" huffy tone…Glare…
"But KP, you know that's not…"
"You don't love me…It's Kim Possible, superheroine, you love…" weeping now…
"No, Kim…" feeble wave of protest…
"I could put Bonnie in this suit and you'd be as happy…"
"KP…" frown… "That's not true and you know…"
"Well, then…? C'mon, it's only one measly day, then back to the salt mines and my life and death struggles…And we got permission, more or less…And I've got cash to cover anything we want to do…You can consider it a loan, if you need to feel manfully in charge."
"Kim…"
"Fine…I throw myself at your feet, after nearly meeting death at the hands of my junior nemesis and maybe at the hands of the support crew of my senior such and all I ask is to spend a little quality time with my honey…" downcast look…Brush back of fallen hairs…Tears in eyes…
"O…K…" sigh… "If you really…"
"Ronny!...Oh, my sweetie!...My honey!..." Potential, grabbing, lifting…Beaming, open-heartedly as Ron sheepishly accepted hug with bemused smile…
Oh…He loves me!...He loves me!...Oh, Dad, Mom…er EStepM, he loves me!…Joyful exultation on the one hand…
On the other…Heh, heh, heh…Another slippery step toward the Dark Blue Side…