He rushed back to Kim's building, watching her and Ron run up to the complex. They stopped in front of the doors. "Hey, Peter," Kim said, holding onto her knees for a brief second. "How did the interview go?"

"It was nowhere near as interesting as what you probably just did," Peter said.

"He's right, you know," Ron panted. "Let's change so we can get our nacho rewards; you might get overshadowed if people ask for autographs. There will be mile-long lines just for the two of us. You'd never understand, y'know?"

Peter's alter ego immensely disagreed that on the inside, but he wouldn't let Ron know that. "I'm from New York; a mile? Not impressed."

"I'm telling you," Ron said, shrugging, "it might not be worth coming if-"

"He's coming, Ron," Kim said sternly.

"I'll wait right here, unless fans start piling up in front of the building," Peter said, folding his arms and leaning against the wall adjacent to the door.

Kim and Ron entered the elevator. She waited for the door to close. "Alright, what is up with you lately? I'm just trying to be nice to our new neighbor and unless you try to make him out to be a fool, which has turned around on you every time, you don't talk to him at all!"

"I don't trust him, Kim," Ron said quickly, "he's hiding something, I know it; no one can be that- that-"

"That what?" Kim said, seeing his set jaw. "I'm just being nice to the new kid," Kim said, "nothing more."

"I know you're just being nice," Ron said, "but after four years of it just being us, I guess I'm just a little afraid of change."

"What are you talking about?" Kim asked.

"He's already met your parents, he probably aced the interview, and he hangs out with you," Ron said, "I can see the self-destructive trio forming, Kim."

"Stop overthinking it," Kim said, "Peter probably can't keep up like you, he probably doesn't have the experience like you, nor the stamina; nothing will change, alright?"

"I get the triple nacho decker nacho nacho supreme," Ron said, making Kim roll her eyes as they stopped on his floor.

"Fine," Kim said as the doors closed, taking her to her floor. She walked into her room where Bonnie sat on the bed with headphones in, working on her laptop. Kim changed back into civilian clothing and left the room.

"Have fun," Bonnie said, giving Kim a snide grin before continuing to message Peter on Facebook.

Kim and Ron caught up with Peter on the ground floor and the three went off into the city, traveling three blocks in before they found the retro Mexican restaurant Ron was so fond of. "I'll go get us seats," Peter said. "Let me order what Ron's having, alright?" He gave Kim ten dollars for his meal before walking toward the windows of the restaurant.

Ron snickered, watching Peter sit himself down at a four person booth. "You'll have what I'm having, alright."

Peter waited for twenty minutes before Kim and Ron came to the booth with three large nacho baskets, two of them red with heat radiating from the basket. "Are the jalapenos on fire?" Peter asked, backing away from the basket in his chair.

"Think you can handle it?" Ron said with a smirk.

"Heck no," Peter said half laughing and getting back up to order his own meal. "Thanks, Ron."

Peter went into the line and the kimmunicator beeped again, this time very rapidly. "Seriously?!" Ron exclaimed.

Kim sighed. "Come on, Ron; we can eat after this. We'll just have Peter wait here-" she looked toward the line and Peter had vanished. "Peter?" she said, looking around the restaurant frantically. She ran out of the building and into the parking lot.

"Relax, Kim," Ron said, "he's probably just in the bathroom. The food I got for him will do that."

"He went up to buy other food, remember?" Kim said.

"Let's find the crime first," Ron said, still sounding very nonchalant. "Maybe he went missing?"

The duo saw a shadow being cast over them and they looked up, seeing a small saucer in the sky, big enough for six or seven people, with a green "D" emblem on the silver crest on the bottom of the saucer base. "Drakken," Kim said with venom, watching four metal legs pop out from the saucer so it walked like a spider. It hopped on top of the restaurant's slanted roof and crouched, opening a hatch in the bottom. Six men and a woman rolled out. The men were four men dressed in red jumpsuits with assault rifles labeled "grunts" and "fodder," the fifth man was a tall, muscular Hispanic man wearing a tight orange tee shirt and a black leotard, while the sixth was a tall, lanky man with pale blue skin and spiky, black hair wearing a blue lab coat with a black belt with the same emblem as the ship. The woman was a young woman with pale green skin, black lipstick and long, wavy black hair and piercing green eyes. She wore a green and black jumpsuit that hugged her athletic and curvy body tightly, more than likely using her looks to kill. A green aura surrounded her hands with black bubbles of energy floating throughout the green energy.

"Hey, Kimmie," she said in a taunting manner.

"Shego, I think you forgot to take off your mascara," Kim said, stopping herself. "Oh, wait."

"You could lose ten pounds by removing all the foundation from your face," Shego shot back.

Drakken laughed. "Good burn, Shego," he said with a scratchy British accent. "Why hello there, Kim Possible; would you mind standing still so that my men can turn you into a discarded practice dummy?"

"What do you want this time, Drakken?" Kim demanded.

"We heard there was a new hero in town and we thought we'd just stomp him out before he gets confident," Drakken chuckled.

"How did you know to look here?" Kim asked.

"Word is he's working with you," Shego said, "and we can always find you."

"Alright, Kim Possible, where's this bug so I can squish him like a cockroach?" Drakken asked.

"I hope you have a really big boot," Kim and Ron heard a familiar voice from earlier shouted from the restaurant. They watched a webline fly out of the front doors and onto a truck at the far end of the parking lot. Spider Man zipped past Kim and Ron and hopped onto the car.

Shego saw the suit and gasped. "This is not your city, Spider Man!"

"Just moved in," he said, bouncing on his toes, "Kim, would you mind giving me the rundown on the hottie in green then the bozos I'm pretty sure she's paid to work with?"

"I am Doctor Drakken," the blue man said dramatically, "evil mastermind of the twenty first century, terror of the world who epitomizes the word vile-"

"And the Academy Award goes to Will Smith," Spider Man cut in, "alright, Fabio Flintstone, you're up."

"Excuse me," the Hispanic man growled with a heavy accent. "I am Señor Señor Junior, the most fabuloso villain in the-"

"Yawn," Spider Man taunted. "Come on, guys, I come from Green Goblin and Doctor Doom to you guys- Shego, right? What's your story?"

"Can we just fight and get it over with?" Kim asked.

"I have nachos to get back to," Ron growled.

"Because you have attention problems, I'll make this quick," she said bitterly. "I can fire green and black energy blasts from my hands."

"How original! Do the guys in red bleed the color of their jumpsuits?" Spider Man said.

"Do you?" Shego smirked.

"Wanna come over here and figure that out?" Spiderman offered, tapping his chin. "On second thought, I think I'll just come over there."

Spiderman hit two weblines on their saucer and zipped across the lot. Drakken gasped as Spider Man kicked two grunts in the face, snapping their noses and breaking their jaws. "Shoot, you imbeciles!"

The other two grunts watched Spider Man dart toward them in terror as they fired, hitting nothing and receiving a palm strike to the chest and a kick to the stomach. They dropped like stones. Kim and Ron hopped onto the roof on the same side as Spider Man. "Looks like we're a pretty even match," Spider Man said, "that is, until we start fighting."

"You're much snarkier in person than you are over the news," Shego said with a smirk, "Kimmie, as much as I want to toss you around, our main objective is sitting right here."

"You have to get past me first," Kim said, "he and I have some unfinished business."

"Very well," Shego chuckled, clashing with the redhead hero in a battle of martial prowess.

Ron charged the Doctor and their awkward battle began, employing the goofiest of tactics to land a hit.

Spider Man looked at Señor Señor Junior and immediately took a powerful punch to the face and a follow up to the gut. A third hit his temple and a fourth made him stumble back. Junior saw the superhero's fists tighten. "Aw, did I make you muy furioso?" He taunted, throwing another punch. The hero ducked and shot forward with an uppercut to the center of his torso. Junior coughed up a spray of blood and fell to his knees, holding his stomach in pain. He shot a webline at Drakken and yanked him back, throwing another punch that broke several ribs on the left side of his chest. Spider Man flipped into the fight between Kim and Shego sided with Kim.

"Girls, you're both pretty," Spider Man said, sweeping Shego off her feet with a kick and turning to Kim. "Tips on how to defeat her?"

"Keep punching," she said, dodging a green and black fist and returning a high kick, "and don't think we're through from earlier; I have a lot of questions I need answered."

Spider Man took a punch from Shego to the jaw followed by a kick to the chin, making him flip back and land on his feet. "Impressive," Shego said, "no one besides Kim here has been able to take that combo before."

"I can take whatever you three can throw at me," he said cockily, rushing into the fray again.

Kim's kimmunicator beeped again and she flipped back, letting Ron and Spider Man take Shego. "What's the sitch-"

"Forget Shego," Betty said quickly, "bring me Spider Man or I'll send my men to do it and you will be considered a priority enemy of the G.J.N if you side with him, and trust me, you would not like to see my men retrieve someone we're interested in nor be on the opposing side because it usually ends up in a lot of blood."

Betty hung up on Kim and the young vigilante stared at the spider and Shego, as Ron had been taken out once again by a solid punch from the woman in green. "Are you just going to stand there confused?" Shego asked. "Did your boyfriend break up with you? I can make you forget all about it with one shot to the-"

Ron shot up. "Boyfriend?"

Kim looked at the superhero going toe to toe with her rival and charged him, tackling him to the ground. "What the heck, Kim?" Spider Man said, shrimping out from her grasp and hopping to his feet. He caught a kick and spun her around in the air, letting Shego hit her in the side with a flying kick.

"Hey, buddy!" Ron shouted. "Whose side are you on?" Rufus chittered angrily.

"I'm trying to be on yours but Kim is making that a little difficult," Spider Man said, receiving a jump kick to the chest that sent him cartwheeling back to the edge of the restaurant's roof. Kim fired her grappling claw at Spider Man's chest and yanked with all her strength, pulling him into a powerful punch to the face. The spider followed with a knee to the stomach and took a palm strike to the face from Ron. Spider Man rolled sideways and took a kick to the chin. He rolled back, seeing Ron and Kim running toward him with Shego behind them.

"I'll explain everything later," Kim promised. "Just come with me and I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

Spider Man stood up and caught strikes from both vigilantes with a grip so strong it hurt. "I'd rather keep my head," he said, watching Shego perform an in air spin kick to toss both heroes aside. Shego took a kick to the stomach sending her skidding back.

Drakken groaned and groggily climbed to his feet, pulling out a black, circular pistol with a pointed barrel. He closed one eye and aimed at the spider.

Spider Man felt a surge of adrenaline and clinched Shego, leaning back with her as a laser blast flew overhead. Spider Man slipped through Shego's legs and fired a web bolt at Drakken's face, covering his head in blinding webs. "You're welcome!"

Spider Man hopped to his feet surrounded by his three opponents and his senses were on overdrive, dodging, punching, kicking, and shooting webs in all directions. They quickly learned surrounding him was not the best idea. Spider Man slipped a hook in Ron's ribs and swept Shego and Kim to the ground. The web-slinger stood in the middle, taunting them for a minute as he bounced on his toes.

They all hopped back toward one corner of the roof, with Kim and Ron glaring at the mutants on the other side. Kim and Ron felt very fatigued- Spider Man hit harder than they thought. "You guys seem shocked, are you okay? I've got some Neosporin at home, if you'll let me go real quick- promise I'll come back?" The choppers arriving overhead might learn that too if they sent ground troops. "I might need a couple band-aids too..."