KP and all related character are property of Disney. Only the story is mine.

Second chapter of the Graduation Night story. This story will act as a bridge to my next story, Kim and Ron at College (I'm original at naming things), and as such is basically an account of the summer following the Lorwardian invasion.

Chapter Two: I Hope You Like Dialogue

I know we've been, friends forever, but now I think I'm feeling something totally new

The car radio woke them up, slowly at first, the song wasn't exactly the sort of thing that would make you jerk upright, yelling for just five more minutes.

And after all this time, I opened up my eyes now I see

"Uh, KP, is it just me, or does it seem unlikely that the radio would just happen to turn on, with that song playing, when we've had enough sleep to be feeling awake again?"

She frowned, "Now you mention it..."Wade?"

"Sorry guys," His face appeared in the in-built computer, "Just wanted to do something nice, and since your brainwaves suggested you were properly rested now."

"That's sweet, but why are you calling?"

"You don't know what time it is do you?"

"Morning?"

"Try late afternoon."

"You mean we've been asleep all this time?" Kim suddenly sat up a lot straighter.

"Yeah, you're parents aren't too happy. I had to talk your dad out of building a scanner for Ron's microchip."

"My what?"

"Focus Ron, parents angry, bigger picture."

"Anyway, you might want to get home, and arrive separately." His expression was suddenly confused, "And Kim, your dad said something about a deep space mission and 'Young Ronald', what's he talking about?"

"Nothing important, bye Wade."

"Ki-im!" Ron flailed a little as he tried to pull his seat back up, "Your dad's gonna put me in a black hole!"

"No he's not, not while I'm backing you." She hesitated, "But it might be a good idea to lay low for a bit so I can do some recon."

"Badical," He smiled and hugged her again, "Now about getting home, I want to make sure Hana's okay."

"Home!" She was all business in a moment, snapping the seats up and starting to engine, "They said something it being destroyed before I went to the beach party, where did my family stay?" She was heading towards frantic, revving the car to a stall before Ron put both his hands round one of hers.

"KP," She looked at him, breathing heavily, "Everyone's alive, no one got hurt, I'm sure the house wasn't that big of an issue once you got back."

She relaxed, just a little, "I guess, but still, home!"

"Well, we rebuilt it once, we can rerebuild it again!"

"I'm not sure that's a word," She finally got them in motion, staying on the ground rather than wasting valuable fuel flying, "But thanks."

"Just what the Ron-man's here for, a little KP-boosting." He lounged back in his chair, and smiled as Rufus rejoined him. "And a bon-diggity morning to you little naked buddy."

She smiled properly as Rufus bounced off Ron and up to her shoulder, nudging her cheek. "Mmkay?" He asked.

"Mmkay," She nodded.

It wasn't long before they hit road, and soon they were making their way back into Middleton.

"So what are you going to do Kim?" Ron asked.

"Well I want to have a long shower, then get changed, then maybe sleep some more."

"I meant about after that."

"Like, college and stuff?"

"College and stuff. I mean, you've been accepted into like, everywhere. Colleges are actually wooing you. They're pitching woo."

He didn't sound as worried as he had been only yesterday, when she had told him about all the hundreds of responses she had received. "I don't know. I mean, I was thinking about going abroad, but I suddenly realised something."

"What's that?"

"Well, after the invasion, and being taken up to a spaceship, and nearly dying..." She trailed off, looking uncomfortable.

"What KP? This isn't going to result in some sort of Zen quest to find yourself is it?"

"Not exactly." She gave him a look, "Ron, I want the best education I can find, but I don't ever want to be so far away from you that we can't meet easily. I don't want to have to call in a favour whenever I want a night with you."

"You're not staying in Middleton are you? There are so many better places you can go! I don't want you to be held back by me." He didn't quite add 'anymore than you have been,' but she heard it anyway.

"Listen," She pulled the car over and grabbed his hand; "You have never, ever held me back. Say it with me."

"I have never held you back."

"Exactly," She started off again, "And no, I'm not going to stay in Middleton, but I am staying in America. There's a college over in Connecticut I got an acceptance from, I think that's the best place."

"That's still like an hour flight!"

"Better than a nine hour flight to Norway."

"Why Norway?"

"I don't know why I said that."

Ron turned on the CD player, "Well it's your choice, if you think this place is best, go for it. What's it called anyway?"

"Barnett College, supposed to be this big centre for archaeology and physical education."

I know we've been, friends forever

"Ron, could you be any soppier?"

"Hey, I like this song!" He crossed his arms defensively, "And it has a bon-diggity melody as well."

"What do you know about melodies?"

"Uh, KP, who was it who wrote not only cult hit 'The Naked Mole Rap' and the pop song with which you came an honourable second in Talent Show?"

"Point taken."

"Maybe I'll learn an instrument at college," He was off in dreamland now.

"You seem a lot happier about college than you did before." She smiled at him.

"Well I see it now as a land of opportunity, a time to grow as a person, to experience many new adventures leading to my becoming a better person."

"And the last four years of your life have been what? Devoid of personal growth?"

"Well not exactly, I did learn how to man up and talk about my feelings."

Could it be that it's true

"I guess so."

Kim Possible

"Okay, now I know this radio's broken, you need to talk to the tweebs about this thing."

"Kim Possible."

"I don't think that's the radio Ron."

"Kim Possible, it is urgent that GJ speak to you at once."

"Will?"

"No time, are you ready for an interview?"

"I guess so."

The road underneath them opened up and they found themselves rocketing through one of GJ's transport tubes.

"How do they even build these things?" Ron asked.

"They're a massive global anti-terror organisation; they have the time and money."

"I mean structurally, how do they go drilling holes big enough to accommodate cars without destroying water pipes and causing roads to collapse? And what happens during earthquakes?"

"Next generation materials?" She suggested lamely. Before he could respond they were deposited into the main hanger of Global Justice's Middleton base, where a team of agents in Biohazard suits were waiting.

"What's going on?" Kim managed to ask before she was grabbed and pulled over to the door.

"KP!" Ron scrambled after her, but was caught by two more agents. "Get off me!" He yelled, but they carried on dragging him to a separate door. "Let her go!"

"Not an option Mr Stoppable," He recognised the clipped tones of Doctor Director.

"Let her go or I'll get angry."

"And what?"

He glowed blue suddenly, and pale slivers of gold light wrapped round his hands.

"Contain him, now!"

A dozen taser blasts rocked the young man, but he stayed on his feet, though with significantly less glow.

"Again!"

This time the charge went on much longer, and when it finally stopped Ron Stoppable was down, slightly crisped.

"Didn't expect that," Agent Du commented, panting from exertion.

"Never mind that, get him into containment now, her too. Separate containment."

The agents saluted, and hurried off to carry out the mission.

Inside the Sloth, Rufus watched with horror, then made for the computer, "Wade," He muttered to himself.

Thankfully, in the rush to get Kim and Ron contained, no one paid much attention to the purple car, and no one noticed a short communication being sent out to an indeterminate location. There were much more important things to worry about.

***

"Ms Possible, you can continue to batter on the walls, but it will do nothing for you but hurt your hands and tire you out."

"Why am in this stupid plastic bubble anyway?" She growled at Doctor Director, continuing to pummel.

"A girl with your level of intelligence, and a rocket scientist for a father, has to ask why two people exposed to alien technology and transported into space have to be keep in quarantine upon their return?"

"What about Shego and Drakken? Are they sharing matching cells?"

"They...managed to evade our radar," Doctor Director slumped a little, "We hope they're either checking each other for anomalies, or at least are secluded enough that they won't start a pandemic."

"So not only have you kidnapped me and my boyfriend, before we could see our families by the way, but you haven't even managed get everyone who went on the trip. Any other flaws you want to let me in on?"

Doctor Director gave her a piercing look the sort she had never seen before. It was a grownup look, being delivered from one adult to another. "Aside from the sort of casualty list you would expect from an attempted alien invasion of Earth?"

That shut Kim up immediately, "How bad?"

"You don't want to know," She held up a hand, "Seriously, I won't tell you, you're not ready for it."

Feeling duly rebuked, Kim went over to the tiny cot and sat down, "So do you want to talk about something?"

AN:- Time for some explanation and pointing out of silly things.

Barnett College, Connecticut, is the name of the fictional college Professor Indiana Jones taught at in the first movie. It was either this or a school in California :P.

"Nine hour flight to Norway" If Ron can have flashbacks to something that never happened, why not Kim?

Part of the problem that I mentioned last chapter with writing continuity fic is that you have to deal with things that were never explained in the canon. that many alien robots, causing that much destruction, would result in deaths, especially for the emergency services trying to contain things. I always imagined that this also happened during So The Drama, but no one told Kim because she was still deemed too young (otherwise known as Harry Potter mentality).

It is my fond hope that this story is going to be a little more adult than the KP cartoon. Not to a ridiculous degree, but upping it as I feel a show should mature, while still maintaining the original feel. This will probably result in a level of maturity somewhere close to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, if a little less sex and death obsessed. Anyone who feels strongly that I shouldn't do this, or that they can suggest some ideas, feel free to message me about concerns and suggestions.