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Ending on a Wet Note

Their first day at the prison had felt like the longest day of their lives. But the next six weren't as bad as Ron thought they would be. They eventually got into the swing of the routine and they were able to relax when it became obvious that the villains weren't going to come after them—not within prison walls, anyway. Both of them were ecstatic when their last night finally arrived. Ron wanted to shout with joy as the guard locked them up for the evening. Just one more sleep and it would all be over.

Tomorrow morning Kim's father would pick them up and Ron was already picturing his lunch options from Bueno Nacho. He was going to grande size, for sure, and definitely get extra Diablo sauce.

His mouth watered as he thought about melted cheese and spicy ground beef. He lay flat on his steel cot, staring at the ceiling. The excitement buzzing through his veins made it difficult to sleep, even though Kim was already in a deep slumber next to him. It didn't seem to matter that the cot was hard and rigid. After years of doing missions, she seemed to have developed the knack for sleeping anywhere.

Ron had yet to learn that trick.

Just as he finally closed his eyes, something cold plopped directly on his face. He sat up with a soft, startled yip and looked around. The cold sensation struck his hair and he peered upwards. A drop of water fell from the ceiling and smacked him in the forehead.

"Ugh!"

He rolled out of bed and squinted at the ceiling. He could see a steady drip of water falling from one of the pipes, gradually making a wet spot on his cot. At a loss for a moment, he approached the plexiglass window and whispered, "Shego." When he received no response, he tried again in a louder voice. "Shego!"

"Wha?" Shego jolted awake, blinking furiously. "What's going on?"

"Shego!"

Registering Ron's voice, Shego scowled and stood up, her long raven hair tumbling over her shoulders in knotted waves. She stormed over to the window and slammed her fist against it, causing Ron to quake in his sneakers with fear. "You are so lucky there's five feet of cement between us," she growled. "What do you want?"

The remembrance that there was indeed a barrier between them revamped Ron's courage. "Do you still have the gum you lifted off Camille two days ago?" he asked.

"You woke me up because you have bad breath?" asked Shego incredulously.

"No! I have a leak in my cell and it's driving me crazy! I'm gonna use your gum to seal the crack." When green eyes slanted threateningly Ron hastily added, "If you'll let me borrow a piece. Please."

Shego's first inclination was to give a scathing refusal. But then she glanced up at the pipe, which was a good three meters above the ground. Having zero clue had Ron intended to accomplish his little repair job, her curiosity won over. Now wide awake she removed a pack of gum from the inside of her jumpsuit. She walked to her cell door and slid it through the bars. It glided along the floor and Ron snagged it.

"Thanks!"

"Good luck."

Ron munched on a piece of gum, trying to get it as sticky as possible. He eyed the ceiling and went over to Kim. "Hey, KP."

"What?" asked Kim groggily, rolling over to look at him.

"I need your help. There's a leak over my cot and I can't reach it by myself."

"Why don't you summon a guard with the remote? I'm sure they won't mind."

"I can do it," said Ron stubbornly. "I just need a boost."

Kim sighed and got to her feet. She could smell spearmint and she watched as his jaw worked overtime as he chewed. "Where did you get gum?"

"Here."

They turned to see Shego watching them. Kim raised an eyebrow. "Uh…what are you doing?"

"Oh, just observing," said Shego with a smirk. "Carry on. Pretend like I'm not here."

Kim rolled her eyes and crouched, cupping her hands together. Ron placed his foot into her hands and she pushed him upwards. She moved to quickly and he stood too straight and his head cracked off the pipe.

"Ow!"

"Sorry!"

Ron spit the gum into his hand and started spreading it over the crack. The dripping stopped and he grinned victoriously. "Got it!"

"Great," said Kim tiredly. "Can I go back to bed now?"

"Yeah, we're good."

Ron started to hop down, but his hand was stuck to the gum. He accidentally brought part of the pipe with him and water started gushing to the ground, drenching their feet. Kim yelped and slipped in surprise, her elbows whacking off the cement floor.

"Ron! How did you even do that?"

"I don't know!"

Drakken awoke to Shego laughing hysterically. He peered through the window, took one look, shook his head and got back under his covers. "Buffoon."