TANTATARA! Finally. Sorry this took so damn long, I had univeristy stuff to worry about, and all manner of personal issues piling up.

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Chapter Five

Two hours later and Team Possible was ready to go. Kim had asked for her old mission gear, but the request had been denied, instead she was outfitted in the blue GJ uniform, complete with equipment pack, and a holster. She slid her grapple hairdryer into it, hating the knowledge that GJ would be armed rather differently.

Ron was similarly dressed, Rufus riding side saddle in the holster. He flashed Kim a goofy smile as they boarded the light aircraft GJ was providing.

"The Ron-man feels badical!"

She stepped closer and pressed up against him, enjoying the warmth of his body, "The Ron-man looks badical," She told him, "How does KP look?"

"KP looks bon-diggity!"

She smiled at him and headed for their seats, at a control panel monitoring various developing situations. "Where to first?" Ron asked.

"I think we should deal with the dangerous ones first, which means Killigan. If this formula affects everyone the same way it affected Drakken and the rest of us, there's no telling the damage it could do if sprayed out into the world." She opened a communications link to the pilot, "Take us to Duff Killigan, I assume he's still in Scotland?"

"Yes ma'am." The plane rocketed off, taking them far from the Middleton base.

***

Bagpipe music played a jaunty tune while Duff Killigan poured Drakken's plant growth formula into a container on his zeppelin. "Da duh dad a duh da."

"Killigan!"

"Och! It's Kim Possible!" His accent seemed to have got even thicker since the last time she had seen him. "Ah 'spose ya gint trae an' stop mi?"

Ron poked his head out from behind Kim's shoulder, "Sorry, what?"

"Yeah, you're kinda hard to understand."

He frowned at them, "Ah cain't say I see yoor prooblum."

"Well it breaks down the banter," Ron moved over to the fireplace, "Normally, we'd have some witty exchanges, but if we can't understand you, then it takes all the fun out of it."

"Weel ah din't keer ahboot yeer bahnter." He upturned a golf bag, emptying his explosive golf balls all over the floor and swinging a golf club back and behind his head "FOOR"

Ron shook his head, "I don't think so."

Killigan stopped, mid-swing, and stared at Ron, "Whit ya oon ahboot laddie?"

Kim answered for him, "You were kind enough to stand on your escape trapdoor."

Ron twisted the mechanism, and beneath Killigan's feet as hole opened up. He had barely started to drop before Ron twisted the switch back, and the doors closed on the Scotsman, keeping his arms tightly pinned.

"Nice reflexes," She said idly as the teens went to handcuff Killigan.

He waved his hand a little, showing that it glowed with the orange monkey power. "Just thought I'd let GJ get some good readings on this thing."

"I'm a little surprised you let them monitor you," Kim finished cuffing Killigan, and signalled for GJ to come and collect him. She hadn't wanted them to come in, guns blazing, and killing him. "Thought Sensei would have had a problem with it."

He shrugged, "I'm the Monkey Master, that was what Sensei told me. I can choose what I want to do with this power now. I think it's easier if I help GJ."

She nodded, "Good idea. Anyway, Killigan's dealt with, it's time to move on. Who's next?"

Ron thought for a second, "Motor Ed, Dementor and Camille Leon still to go. I don't think Camille's going to be a problem..." He had a sudden thought, "Hey, Kim. Why aren't you choosing?"

She gave him a wobbly smile, and leaned against him briefly, "I'm still not feeling too good, but you're back to top-Ron-ness," She shrugged, "I don't want to make a bad decision today."

He nodded, "I say Motor Ed. Dementor usually takes ages to build himself up before he attacks, but Motor Ed is causing trouble now."

She nodded, "Good call, let's go."

One of the GJ agents had remained behind to check their choice, and now he nodded and led the way back to the jet.

***

Motor Ed went down much easier. All he was doing was joyriding, nothing too serious. They stopped the car with a GJ tractor beam, then climbed down and took him out of the car, handcuffed him, and added him to the brig of the GJ jet. He didn't take it well, but the brig was silenced.

"So, Dementor?" Kim asked as she plopped herself happily into one of the co-pilot seats. With the resources of GJ behind her, and Ron having grown into his monkey powers, they were wrapping up the villains in record time.

"Dementor."

***

Bavaria was covered in snow and bits of alien debris, but Dementor's lair had escaped being attacked. His defences looked like they had been recently used though, and there were a few more alien vehicles around his lair than anywhere else.

"Looks like the Professor got upgrades," Kim told Ron as they prepared to parachute in.

"That's not good."

"Oh don't be a baby," Kim smiled and slammed the button to open the hatch. Thrown slightly off-balance, Ron staggered back towards the hatch, Kim launched herself at him and pushed them both out.

They tumbled through the sky, Ron's terrified face eventually locking onto hers. She smiled at him, and he grinned weakly. Judging the distance before she could safely open the chutes, she kissed him on the lips as they plunged, and after a few moments of freefall he kissed her back.

Three seconds, two seconds, Kim pulled her chute earlier than normal, and had she been on her own she would probably have pulled it much later anyway, but she didn't want to scare him too bad. They clung tightly to each other, knowing that one chute would carry them both easily.

"Please don't do stuff like that," He yelled after the roaring wind.

She laughed and kissed him again as they sailed gently onto the roof of Dementor's castle.

"You know," Ron said as Kim stowed her parachute away and they padded along the roof, "I don't mean to support the bad guy, but Dementor always has the nicest lairs."

She shook her head. It was nice to have the Ron banter coming back, but she still wasn't feeling right, and was trying to get her head back in the game. It was a base they had been to before at least, so she knew the layout pretty well, and while the castle might have looked impressive, it was much easier to break into.

A minute later she was lying prone in an air vent, listening to Dementor ranting beneath her.

"Now zat ze aliens haff destroyed much of ze vorld's support systems, I, DOCTOR DEMENTOR! Vill be able to SEIZE CONTROL!"

I think his accent's got stronger as well. She sliced her laser lipstick through the vent and crawled out through the hole. Dropping catlike to the floor she ducked behind a box and surveyed the screen. It looks like his plan is to use... She wasn't even sure what was up on the screen, but she didn't have to understand, she just had to stop him.

Unfortunately, Ron chose that moment to make his entrance, bathed in golden light and floating two feet above Dementor. "Yo, dude! That is so cool! What does that machine even do?"

"It is a refinement of the pan dimensional vortex inducer!" Dementor announced proudly, not realising it was Ron, "With this power, I shall be able to strategically induce vortexes over key locations, rarzer zan simple destruction!"

"Why?"

Dementor looked up, and saw Ron. "Vat in ze heavens is zis?"

He got no answer, because Ron had swung into a spinning kick that knocked the professor across the room, and with a few deft button strokes, Ron had succeeded in deleting everything off the computer.

"Man!" He complained, "I was trying to download it so GJ could look at the plans. Why doesn't del mean deliver anyway?"

Kim charged up to him, her face like thunder, "Ron! What were thinking, you could have put us in serious danger!"

"It's no problem KP, a little monkey magic and he was down for the count, a BOOYAH!" He struck a monkey pose.

Kim tried to think of an argument, but none came to mind. He was right, with the monkey power; there was no need to do things her way anymore. Ron could just stroll right in. He hadn't noticed her sudden worry though, and was busy signalling GJ.

"So we only got Camille Leon to go," He pumped the air with his fist, "A new record, four criminals, one day, the KP team is working it!"

But it's not the KP team, She thought as the jet took them off again, It's been the Ron-show, all of today has.

***

In the back of the plane, Ron meditated, trying to keep his strength up. Using it so much had left him nearly wiped. Can't let KP work too hard today, she needs her sleep. He repeated the mantra over and over in his head. Must use monkey powers to help KP.

Up front, Kim wished she felt more useful. If Ron really could do everything now, what was the point of her even being around?

AN:- I've settled on trying to do this episodically. Each chapter will be 1500 words long, each "episode" will be five chapters, so normally, this would be the end of the episode. However, since this is technically the pilot episode for what will become my own personal Season 5, I'm going to make it a bit longer, to try and show how I'll be changing some things.

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