Chapter 8: Beginning Art

Disclaimer: All the Kim Possible characters belong to Disney. Anna Stoppable and other original characters are of my own creation.

A/N: This takes place during chapter 38 of, "This Is Our Year: College".

It was 12:50 pm when Anna, Stacie, and the rest of their English class walked out of Miss Morrison's classroom.

"So, what did you think of class?" Stacie asked as she and Anna walked off to their Beginning Art class.

"It was great," Anna commented with a smile. "And what's more is that I get to work with you on a project that involves tap dancing."

"This is definitely going to be fun," Stacie commented with a smile.

With that, Anna and Stacie continued on to Beginning Art class.

At 12:55 pm, they arrived at their Beginning Art class and took a couple seats at an unoccupied four-person work table over by the window.

"Looks like we have the table to ourselves," Stacie speculated.

Just then, a man with black hair, blue eyes, fair skin, a handlebar mustache and wearing a paint shirt with a black French beret walked into the classroom and stood in front of the desk in front of the classroom.

"Bonjour, class," The teacher spoke in a French accent and getting everyone's attention. "Welcome back for another Beginning Art class. Before we begin, I would like to introduce the new student who will be joining our class. Will the new student please come up here?"

Anna stood up from her seat, walked up to the front of the class, and turned to face the class.

"Everyone, for those of you who do not know, this is Anna Stoppable," The teacher introduced.

Anna waved to the class, "Hello."

The class gave a round of cheers and applause.

"Anna?" The teacher said to Anna, getting her attention. "I want to let you know that it is an honor for you to be attending my class."

Anna smiled, "The honor is mine Mr..."

"I am Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec," The teacher introduced himself. "But you may refer to me as Mr. Lautrec."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lautrec," Anna commented. "I'm an artist myself. Both in dance and drawing."

"That is very impressive, Anna," Mr. Lautrec commented in amazement.

Anna then walked back to her seat and sat down.

Mr. Lautrec turned to face the entire class, "Class, today, each of you are going to draw, with colored pencils, a picture of an animal of your choice. To aid you, I have placed books on your table with pictures of animals."

Anna raised her hand.

Mr. Lautrec noticed this, "Yes, Anna?"

Anna lowered her hand and asked, "Are we allowed to draw pictures of dogs?"

"You certainly may," Mr. Lautrec replied. He then asked. "Do you own a dog?"

Anna nodded, "I own a German Shepherd. His name is Ike. I remember what he looks like and I can draw him without the help of a picture."

"If you can draw a German Shepherd without the aid of a picture you can do that," Mr. Lautrec said. "But it will be a challenge."

"A challenge that I can handle," Anna said, confidently.

Later, at 1:20 pm, Anna finished her drawing. It was of Ike in a park.

She smiled and thought, "You did it, Anna!"

"I like your drawing, Anna," Stacie whispered, breaking Anna out of her thoughts.

"Thank you, Stacie," Anna said, appreciating her best-friend's feedback.

Just then, Mr. Lautrec walked up and commented, "Fantastique, Anna! A remarkable display of artistic talent! And you've added a background too!"

Anna turned to her art teacher who was smiling, "Thank you, Mr. Lautrec."

Mr. Lautrec thought of something and said, "You know, I own a dog myself. Only he's a French Poodle."

"Neat," Anna commented. She then asked. "What's his name?"

"His name is Louie," Mr. Lautrec replied.

He then pulled out a picture from his pants pocket and showed it to Anna.

When Anna looked at the picture, she saw a white grown-up French Poodle.

"So, that's Louie?" Anna asked in amazement. "He looks great, like he could be a show dog."

"He is a show dog," Mr. Lautrec pointed out. He then frowned. "Unfortunately, he's not doing too well health wise now."

Anna frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"He came down with some kind of health issue," Mr. Lautrec replied. "I don't know what it is, but I've been trying to find a pro veterinarian to treat him, but I've been unable to do so."

Anna soon thought of something and said, "I think I know someone who could help."

"Who?" Mr. Lautrec asked.

Anna pulled the Kimmunicator from her skirt pocket and got Wade on.

"What up, Anna?" Wade answered.

"Wade, do you think you can get in touch with Doctor Clemson?" Anna asked.

"What's going on?" Wade asked, concerned.

"My Louie is sick with something!" Mr. Lautrec spoke up.

"My art teacher, Mr. Lautrec, is looking for a pro veterinarian to treat his French Poodle, but has been unable to find one," Anna added.

"I'll get in contact with Doctor Clemson right away and see if he can help," Wade announced.

After the screen went black, Mr. Lautrec asked Anna, "Who's is Doctor Clemson anyway?"

Anna looked up at Mr. Lautrec, "He's the lead doctor at the Albany Animal Hospital and has treated many animals with various diseases. He owes me a favor for tap dancing at a corporate event for veterinarians when the previous dancer cancelled after pulling a muscle in her leg during rehearsal."

Beep Beep Beep Beep

"Go, Wade," Anna answered the Kimmunicator.

"Anna, I just made contact with Doctor Clemson and booked an appointment for Mr. Lautrec's dog," Wade announced.

"When's the appointment?" Mr. Lautrec asked eagerly.

"It's today at 4:00," Wade answered Mr. Lautrec's question.

"Fantastique!" Mr. Lautrec commented happily. "Tell Doctor Clemson I'll be there and tell him, thank you!"

Wade nodded, "I will, Wade out."

After the screen went black, Mr. Lautrec looked at Anna, again, "Thank you for helping me find a pro veterinarian to treat my Louie."

Anna looked at her art teacher, again, and said, "You're welcome, Mr. Lautrec."

Suddenly, out of the corner of her right eye, Anna noticed an old lady down the street being tormented by a thug in a brown jacket, blue jeans, black biker boots, a black ski mask, and knife.

"What is it, Anna?" Mr. Lautrec asked before noticing the situation. "Oh my."

The thug grabbed the lady's purse and started running up the street.

"I gotta stop him!" Anna said. She noticed there was no screen in the classroom window and a tree across the footpath the thug was running up. "I have an idea."

She then reached into her backpack and pulled out a hairdryer grappler before opening the window.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Lautrec asked.

"I'm gonna stop that thug," Anna replied.

She then took aim at the lower trunk of a tree and pulled the trigger.

The grappler hand left the grappler and grabbed hold the lower tree trunk.

The thug quickly noticed this, but it was too late.

He suddenly tripped on the cable and hit the pavement face-first and laid there motionless.

Anna quickly retracted the grappler hand before, as if on cue, a police cruiser appeared and parked right next to the thug.

Two policemen soon climbed out of the vehicle and arrested the thug.

The class erupted with cheers and applause for Anna.

"Fantastique!" Mr. Lautrec commented after the cheers and applause died down.

"Like my Mom, I always carry a hairdryer grappler inside my backpack," Anna said before putting the grappler back in her backpack. "It can be a Team Possible member's best friend."

"That was very impressive, Anna," Mr. Lautrec commented.

"Thank you, Mr. Lautrec," Anna said proudly.

Mr. Lautrec soon thought of something and asked, "Changing subjects, you know how you told me that you were a talented artist in dancing and drawing?"

"Yeah, why?" Anna asked.

"Would you like to put on your tap shoes and dance for this class?" Mr. Lautrec asked. "I would just love to see your artistic skills in dance. I've now already seen them in drawing, now I would love to see them in dance. It's the least I can do after you helped me find a pro veterinarian to treat my Louie and stopping that thug."

"I'm not allowed to wear tap shoes, let alone dance in them, in school, without permission from the Headmaster," Anna pointed out.

Mr. Lautrec smiled, "She meant to tell you that she will allow it only in classrooms with permission from the teachers of those classrooms. I'm giving you permission."

Anna smiled, "Thanks, Mr. Lautrec."

She then proceeded to change out of her Mary Janes and into her black lace-up tap shoes before walking to the front of the class and pulling off the same dance routine she performed in Chemistry.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Well, Anna has helped another teacher, stopped a thug, and danced for another class.

Sorry this took a while. I've hit a real writer's block with this story as well as my college story. I hate it when I run into a writer's block.

But rest assured, I'll be able to overcome the writer's block and finish the stories.