A/N: Man! I was so stuck on this chapter for the longest time. Chances are I won't get this done in time for Zaratan's contest, so if you want this story in the contest, beg Z to extend the deadline (kidding of course, I don't want all of you die hard fans of mine bugging Z).

Anyway, here is chapter 4 of Dummy. Unbelievably, I've already started work on 5 and WILL get it up tomorrow, or even today maybe. I still have a long way to go…

Sitch of the Living Dummy

Chapter 4

By MaceEcam

"So let me get this straight," Felix began. "You and Kim went on a mission to stop one of your villains, a guy called Monkey Fist. Woody was destroyed, so you ended up buying another dummy on your way here. You then read a bunch of strange words that your found in the dummy's pocket, which caused the dummy to come to life and get you in trouble with Kim. So now Kim won't talk to you, Brick Flagg the Middleton quarterback wants to beat you to a pulp, you have a whole month of detention, and people now think you are a pervert cause you squeezed Tara's chest…with your pants down. And this is all the fault of a homicidal ventriloquist dummy named Slappy?

"That's pretty much it" Ron replied. Felix took another bite out of his cardboard crust pizza and chewed for a moment, a thoughtful look in his eye. When he had finished chewing he swallowed and turned to Ron. "Oh yeah, I don't know what Kim's thinking not believing that story."

Ron frowned. "You're making fun of me aren't you."

It was lunch time at Middleton High and Ron and Felix were eating lunch-or what passed for lunch- in the cafeteria while waiting on Kim and Zita to join them. Ron hadn't seen hid nor hair of Kim since Barkin's class, the two of them not sharing anymore till after the lunch period, and Ron desperately needed a chance to talk to Kim.

"Ring ring ring! We have a winner!" Felix laughed and took a drink of his soda. He wiped his mouth with his hand picked up his second slice. "So where's the dummy now?" he asked.

"I stuffed him in my locker after Barkin's class," he replied picking up his second slice as well. As Rufus started on his third, Ron wondered not for the first time where the little guy kept it all. "Hopefully he'll stay there till after school, then I can figure out how to get rid of him."

Felix suddenly got a serious look on his face. "Ok Ron, are you sure about all of this? I mean, is Slappy evil the same way that garden gnome was evil?"

"Ok ok." Ron answered impatiently, wondering where Kim was. "I admit I may have been wrong on the garden gnome, but this is for real! That dummy is EVIL with a capital E."

"SURE it is."

Wanting to change the subject Ron asked, "How are things with you and Zita?"

Felix almost choked on his crust. "Going good" he answered gaspingly. He washed down the crust with a drink of MaceCo brand soda and cringed. The stuff was so bad tasting that only a few public schools and other low budget business's were serving the stuff to save money.

Just then Zita sat down at the table with her tray and immediately started to eat. "Hi guys."

"Zita where's Kim? I thought you guys shared the same pre-lunch class?"

"We do. She got a call on the Kimmunicator and had to leave on a mission. I'm surprised you not with her."

"He got detention." Felix told her. Zita looked at Ron with a questioning gaze; she hadn't heard yet. But Ron had something else on his mind.

"When did you see her? Where is she now?"

"She was heading to the front entrance. If you hurry you might still be able to catch her.

Grabbing Rufus Ron took off, within minutes he was out the front door. He spotted Kim waiting at the bottom of the steps. A GJ Heli-plane was hovering just above her, lowering it's ladder for her to climb up.

"KIM!" Ron shouted over the roar of the blades. Kim turned to him and pushed the hair that was being blown by the spinning of the rotors out of her eyes.

"Ron? What are you doing here?" she asked, and irk of irritation in her voice.

Ron took the steps two at a time to get to Kim. When he got to the bottom step he tripped, Kim caught him in her arms. Surprisingly, his pants stayed on.

"Kim, I know your mad at me and you don't have time for me to explain right now. I really wish I could go with you right now but I can understand you not wanting me to go. Just promise me you'll be safe."

Kim looked into his eyes, not sure what to do when the GJ agent in the copter called down to her. "Is everything alright don there?"

"Everything's fine!" She turned back to Ron. "Alright. I promise to be careful."

"Good." Ron held out his pet for her to take. "I want you to take Rufus with you."

The small hairless rodent burped and waved at Kim; the smell of burnt cheese filled the air for a moment before being blown away by the blades.

"Ok." She answered, and Rufus hopped onto her shoulder. She reached for ladder but paused. She turned and moved forward as if to kiss Ron on the check but stopped, and after a moment of hesitation wrapped him in a hug instead.

"Stay safe" Ron told her once again while patting her back.

"Try to stay out of even more trouble when I'm away" She replied pulling away from him. She grabbed hold of the ladder, which immediately began to lift her up until she was no longer in site, hidden by the interior of the aircraft.

Ron turned and headed back inside.

Almost immediately after entering the building Ron, walking with his head down in thought walked into something that stopped him in his tracks. Looking up he saw the down turned frown of one Steve Barkin.

"Stoppable, no running in the halls. One week of detention!"

Ron protested. "But-but I wasn't running!"

"Are you questioning me? Two weeks then! On top of the other four." He leaned in closer to Ron. "I saw you running on your way outside. Now get to class before I have you in detention through your first two years of college!"

"But class doesn't start for another-"

"MOVE IT!" Barkin yelled, a vein in his neck showing.

Ron headed to class.

Halfway there, he remembered he had been so intent on talking to Kim that he had left his backpack in the cafeteria. Seeing he had a few before his next class was scheduled to begin her veered his course and entered the cafeteria. Spotting Felix and Zita still at their table, he walked over and picked up his bag and tray. "Guy's I'd love to stay and chat I need to get to class."

"Is that the time?" Zita asked. "It's a good thing you came back Ron or we would have just kept talking."

"I guess it is good I came back then," Ron agreed picking up his tray.

"Allow me," Felix interjected. He maneuvered his chair away from the table and pressed a button on his chair; with that a trio of mechanical arms popped out and quickly picked up all of the trays, placing them on the conveyer belt that led back to the kitchen.

"That is still so cool" Ron exclaimed. He frowned at the angry look on Felix's face.

"What's wrong Fe?" Zita asked him in alarm.

"Very funny Ron. Pick on the guy who can't feel anything in his legs."

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked. He leaned forward over the table to see Felix's legs.

Standing there, on Felix's foot and propped up against his legs, was Slappy the Dummy.