Time: 12:00pm

Place: Possible household

Ann and James were preparing to head out to lunch together when they heard a knock on the door.

"Can you get that, James?" Anne asked to her loving husband. She was washing a few of what dishes were left in the kitchen sink.

"Sure thing, my Annie!" James happily said as he embraced his beautiful wife, rubbing their noses together before he walked on over to the living room and opened the door.

James gave out a loud "Oh my God! Ann! Come take a look at this!"

Ann immediately rushed up to where James was standing and was horrified by what she saw. "My God! Kim!"

Kim stood before her parents, still in mud-stained clothes and with flies buzzing around her, "Mom, Dad, I can explain everything!"

Then James sniffed the dreaded perfume that was a staple of Veruca's, Eau De Heiress, in which it smelled like money stuffed into a vault.

"Let me guess, Kimmie-cub, she bullied you again!" James guessed by a long shot.

"Yes!" Kim sighed, "and not only that, she also destroyed Marcella's yPod, the only shot that we had of ever exposing that mean princess for the awful traiterous cheerleader that she is!"

"That blonde-haired hellspawn!" James exclaimed at the top of his lungs "I wish she would be completely out of money!"

"I wish as well, Dad!" Kim sighed in apparent defeat.

James sensed that his very daughter was down in the dumps and, disregarding whether she had mud or not on her clothers, allowed her to come inside.

Luckily, he covered up the furniture with plastic coverings, for it was 2 weeks before Thanksgiving and that Joss and Slim were coming into town.

"I can't understand why Veruca can treat us like... dirt!" Kim sighed, sitting down on the plastic on the couch.

"It's because she doesn't treat others, especially her parents and the squad, with dignity and respect!" James firmly stated to his daughter.

"Hmmm..." Kim murmured "...maybe because it runs in the Salt Family?"

James then gave one of the most heartfelt speeches to his young and lovely daughter.

"Perhaps, my Kimmie-cub! You will never be like that awful girl because you are the sweetest gift God gave to me and your mother. You have been a very headstrong young woman. We were also blessed twice more with Jim and Tim. Together, we have been very strong, through good times and bad! Not only that, but we also love you extremely much from the bottom of our hearts, no matter what happens!"

At that moment, tears began to form in Kim's emerald-green eyes when she heard those words. "That...that was one of the best spee...speeches...ever! I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" she exclaimed crying in tears, hugging James with all of her might. James, in turn, gave a very warm and tender hug, also in tears.

"My Kimmie-cub!"

Ann was heart-wrenched at witnessing this tearful sight of this loving father-daughter moment. She too sniffled briefly with a few tears in her eyes, walked up to her loving husband and kissed him on the check, before she added in the following:

"James, that was the sweetest thing that you've ever said." James' head rested with that on his sweet wife and nodded his head.

Kim, then drying up her tears, said inbetween sniffles "I'm going to be in my room, playing my harmonica if anyone needs me."

"Okay, Kimmie-cub!" James agreed before Kim headed up the stairs to her room where the cool sounds of the blues awaited her.

She also knew, deep in her heart, that the all-important football series between her beloved Mad Dogs against the full might of South Panola was rapidly approaching and that if, during the game, Veruca performed any conduct that was detrimental to the school spirit of Middleton, in full view of Mad Dog Nation, it would have a very disasterous consequence on the football team as well.

Time: 3:00pm

Place: Salt Mansion, Veruca's room.

Meanwhile, on the western side of Middleton, thunder and lightning ominously flashed in the dark black-grey skies on a cold day.

The demon child and Kim's high-school enemy known as Veruca Salt grinned as another bolt of lightning danced across the sky before laying down on her bed in her large grand $2 million room filled with clothes that . Like the cold weather outside, deep down inside was Veruca's cold heart ready to betray the Mad Dogs or inflict humiliation at Kim and her friends at any moment.

The fireplace in her room was rising its flames up high and within the flames lied the burnt head of the Middleton Mad Dog. With this, she has sealed her traitorious deed with the burnt paiper-mache remains of the head.

She was looking through her yPhone and smirked over one photo after another taken with the yPhone of Kim being handcuffed in the mud in utter defeat.

The princess of Middleton High went down on her bed when she clapped her hands and barked out her decree.

"My Honor Servants, maids, and butlers! The best of the best! Come to me! And bring me as many Cuddlebuddies as you can!" she beckoned through the loudspeaker system that ran throughout the Mansion.

At once, 7 honor servants, 3 maids, and 2 strong butlers who benchpress 350 pounds came to Veruca's aid. They also brought in a cart-full of Cuddlebudies, about 40 in number, that they could find throughout the world, including the rarest Cuddlebuddy of all, a golden giraffe Cuddlebuddy worth $4,000 and laid them out on an old and useless table. But Veruca's troupe also brought with them implements of destruction: 3 chainsaws.

Veruca, who hated Cuddlebuddies as much as the Bible, then put on her completely sound-proof headphones that also made her ears very comfortable. The servants, butlers, and maids present too put on other pairs of sound-proof headphones.

She then clapped her hands again and gave out her orders in an authoritarian voice, "Now... destroy those pieces of Cuddlebuddy shit!"

The next thing that happened was the revving of the chainsaw blades and the smoke coming from the gasoline tanks and the clicking of the revolver hammers The blades of the chainsaw cut through the fabric of the Cuddlebuddies! Expensive cotton and tattered fabric flew everywhere across the room. Only 5 Cuddlebuddies were spared.

"Yes...yes...YES! I am enjoying this!" Veruca exclaimed wildly and laughed over her destructive tendencies against the Cuddlebuddies. "Ah yes, I just love being all me! Like the time I had poured whiskey, beer, and gin into the baptismal pool over at that stupid First Baptist Church of Middleton and put those obscene magazines to replace those so-old hymnals! And that time I danced and shaked my sexy behind in the church and made some old people faint? That was so priceless!" Then she changed the tone of her voice from laughter to dictatorial, "Now, gather a couple of more servants and butlers and throw these ugly, disgusting, and filthy Cuddle-things out the window so that the rain will damage them even more! Pick up EVERY single piece of it!"

"At one, O Great Veruca!" one of her servants wearing the number 22 uniform replied. He bowed and gave praise to the spoiled princess before calling in two other servants and two other butlers armed with garbage bags.

One by one, the servants and butlers picked up the remnants of the poor Cuddlebuddies and threw them away in the garbage bag. Twenty-five minutes later, one of the servants unlatched the window where the storm awaited the fate of the remnants of the tattered Cuddlebuddies. The rain was coming down extremely hard and a flash of lightning crackled in the distance. Around three of the servants were tossing the bags, one by one, out the window into the stormy outside.

"One...two...THREE!" the servants chanted as they threw the garbage bags out of the window into the awaiting storm where the tiny remaining pieces of Cuddlebuddies were scattered out onto the carefully manicured grass.

They only left 5 Cuddlebuddies behind for Veruca to destroy herself and she too had an implement of destruction right in front of her face...the fireplace where the Mad Dog head was destroyed.

Veruca smiled as she walked on over to the fireplace. She first took a Cuddlebuddy that the servants set aside for her and then opened the door. The flames were roaring right in front of her like hellfire. She gave her famous sneer as she took one final look at the Cuddlebuddy before tossing it into the fireplace.

The peanut deb watched with an evil smile from her sniveling lips as the Cuddlebuddy burned into the flames.

She gave an evil laugh, "Burn, you damn Cuddlebuddy! BURN!" Then, she took the second Cuddlebuddy, which was a baby lion kind, and threw it into the raging fire.

Another huge flash of lightning and anothjer loud rumble of thunder echoed throughout the sky.

"I hate Cuddlebuddies! I hate Cuddlebuddies!" the deb chanted before she eventually burned all the Cuddlebuddies as they shared the same fate as the Mad Dog head.

Then, she checked her 24k gold watch.

Veruca gasped, "Oh no! My favorite show is on! Servants, leave me!"

"At once, O Great Princess!" the servants obeyed her command as they left the door, one by one, and slowly closed the door behind them. They knew NEVER to distrub Veruca when her favorite show is on.

The storm raged outside as Veruca used the remote with $1,000 charms on them to turn on her $5,000 44-inch high definition TV.

Her favorite show, My Bratty and Spoiled 18th Birthday, was on. To the outrage of parents across the nation, it was only rated (narrowly) TV-14. It was heavily criticized by parental watchdog groups everywhere for its foul language, its slutty clothing, and worst of all, total disrespect by these girls to their parents and no moral lessons at all. Veruca was the most devout follower, for she even owned the uncensored version of these episodes, language and foul clothing intact. In other words, this was Veruca's idea of Paradise. And this week's new episode had something even more controversial and shocking than last week's episode in which the bratty girls had to spend the night in jail for shoplifting and indecent exposure.

She turned up the volume to hear what the bratty girls had to say.

BRATTY GIRL: Mommy, I want to have my damn $5,000 designer bag and my $10,000 gold jewels for my birthday, and I want to also have a chocolate fountain made with the finest chocolate from the world!

MOTHER: But, darling, we are in $10,000 debt and not to mention that you are on trial on shoplifting.

(Bratty Girl 1 becomes enrages, slaps Mother on the face)

BRATTY GIRL: I do not give a (bleep)damn about your (bleep) (bleep) debts! And I don't give a (bleep) rat's ass for the damn justice system! The police are fat, lazy (bleep)

The psychotic Judas captain closely analyzed it, 'Hmm...reminded me of my two-month stint in Juvie for that DUI.'

MOTHER: How, how can you say such things about the police, about what you were taught in gschool.

BRATTY GIRL: You know what, (bleep) the police, (bleep) the judge, (bleep) everyone, and especially:

(Bratty girl then gives the finger to Mother) (BLEEP) YOU! I WISH YOU DID NOT EXIST, YOU PIECE OF (Bleep)! (She then forces her to her level, slaps her twice in the face, and then gives the finger again in front of her face) NOW GET ME MY FANCY GOLD JEWELRY FOR MY DAMN PARTY OR YOU WILL BARK LIKE THE INSIGNIFICANT (BLEEP) YOU ARE!

(Morther finally submits)

MOTHER: I...I give up! You win!

"Hmmm...using the middle finger, huh? Maybe I can practice it against my own father and mother if they dare to disobey my Supreme Will or ... I can give the finger to that Miss Perfect-Teen Crimefighter, Kim Possible and call her family nothing more than a bunch of idiots, losers, and dirt-ridden scum!" Veruca said to herself with another flash-bolt of lightning illuminating the skies.

BRATTY GIRL: That's better! (smiles) Now assemble my servants, get me the finest Gucci and pink Prada bags! And where the hell is my chocolate fountain!

MOTHER: At...at once!

(Later at the Party, M.C. Honey is performing live at the party, Bratty Girl is wearing a very short black dress that almost shows off her behind studded with diamonds and wearing Gucci jewelry)

BRATTY GIRL: I just love being me! M.C. Honey is performing at my party with her finest song from her latest album that I am so going to download to my yPod, I got about $1 million in cash, my 14-layer chocolate fountain is working perfectly, I also have new Maseratis and a Ferrari to my auto collection, what could be better.

(Then an important hotel heiress appears at the door, complete with bodyguards. Hot guys also appear behind the heiress)

BRATTY GIRL: OMG! OMG! OMG! IT'S HER! IT'S HER! AND...WOW! HOT GUYS? I AND MY FRIENDS SO KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THEM!

When the heiress made her presence known in the episode, Veruca instinctively rushed up to her shine, for she was a big fan.

The shrine to the heiress had the rarest and most expensive perfumes endorsed by her, along with photos, CDs and anything that had to glorify her exploits. In the center was the huge 100 inch by 100 inch photo of the hotel heiress mounted on the wall.

Veruca bowed down and prostrated in worship to the shrine of her heiress (her 'savior and goddess of all'). It gave her an ego that the peanut deb, too, was sent down by this heiress as a messanger of the goddess to be made converts by sending these converts on expensive shopping sprees that would send their families to the poor-house.

Basically, she wanted every single girl at Middleton High to not only bow down to her in prostration but also to worship the heiress, do her works, and forsake God and Jesus as well.

The deb then began to sing her praises and prayers to the shrine of her role model.

"O My Great And All-Seeing Heiress! What Shall I Do To Silence The Enemies, Mostly This Insignificant Kim Possible And Her Stupid Cheerleading Friends, And Make Sure That They Will Bow Down To You In Adoration And Forget This God Of Theirs?"

Then she turned around her head to the bed for the answer. It laid right in front of her: the uncut and uncensored DVDs of "My Bratty and Spoiled 21Time: 12:00pm

Place: Possible household

Ann and James were preparing to head out to lunch together when they heard a knock on the door.

"Can you get that, James?" Anne asked to her loving husband. She was washing a few of what dishes were left in the kitchen sink.

"Sure thing, my Annie!" James happily said as he embraced his beautiful wife, rubbing their noses together before he walked on over to the living room and opened the door.

James gave out a loud "Oh my God! Ann! Come take a look at this!"

Ann immediately rushed up to where James was standing and was horrified by what she saw. "My God! Kim!"

Kim stood before her parents, still in mud-stained clothes and with flies buzzing around her, "Mom, Dad, I can explain everything!"

Then James sniffed the dreaded perfume that was a staple of Veruca's, Eau De Heiress, in which it smelled like money stuffed into a vault.

"Let me guess, Kimmie-cub, she bullied you again!" James guessed by a long shot.

"Yes!" Kim sighed, "and not only that, she also destroyed Marcella's yPod, the only shot that we had of ever exposing that mean princess for the awful traiterous cheerleader that she is!"

"That blonde-haired hellspawn!" James exclaimed at the top of his lungs "I wish she would be completely out of money!"

"I wish as well, Dad!" Kim sighed in apparent defeat.

James sensed that his very daughter was down in the dumps and, disregarding whether she had mud or not on her clothers, allowed her to come inside.

Luckily, he covered up the furniture with plastic coverings, for it was 2 weeks before Thanksgiving and that Joss and Slim were coming into town.

"I can't understand why Veruca can treat us like... dirt!" Kim sighed, sitting down on the plastic on the couch.

"It's because she doesn't treat others, especially her parents and the squad, with dignity and respect!" James firmly stated to his daughter.

"Hmmm..." Kim murmured "...maybe because it runs in the Salt Family?"

James then gave one of the most heartfelt speeches to his young and lovely daughter.

"Perhaps, my Kimmie-cub! You will never be like that awful girl because you are the sweetest gift God gave to me and your mother. You have been a very headstrong young woman. We were also blessed twice more with Jim and Tim. Together, we have been very strong, through good times and bad! Not only that, but we also love you extremely much from the bottom of our hearts, no matter what happens!"

At that moment, tears began to form in Kim's emerald-green eyes when she heard those words. "That...that was one of the best spee...speeches...ever! I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" she exclaimed crying in tears, hugging James with all of her might. James, in turn, gave a very warm and tender hug, also in tears.

"My Kimmie-cub!"

Ann was heart-wrenched at witnessing this tearful sight of this loving father-daughter moment. She too sniffled briefly with a few tears in her eyes, walked up to her loving husband and kissed him on the check, before she added in the following:

"James, that was the sweetest thing that you've ever said." James' head rested with that on his sweet wife and nodded his head.

Kim, then drying up her tears, said inbetween sniffles "I'm going to be in my room, playing my harmonica if anyone needs me."

"Okay, Kimmie-cub!" James agreed before Kim headed up the stairs to her room where the cool sounds of the blues awaited her.

She also knew, deep in her heart, that the all-important football series between her beloved Mad Dogs against the full might of South Panola was rapidly approaching and that if, during the game, Veruca performed any conduct that was detrimental to the school spirit of Middleton, in full view of Mad Dog Nation, it would have a very disasterous consequence on the football team as well.

Time: 3:00pm

Place: Salt Mansion, Veruca's room.

Meanwhile, on the western side of Middleton, thunder and lightning ominously flashed in the dark black-grey skies on a cold day.

The demon child and Kim's high-school enemy known as Veruca Salt grinned as another bolt of lightning danced across the sky before laying down on her bed in her large grand $2 million room filled with clothes that . Like the cold weather outside, deep down inside was Veruca's cold heart ready to betray the Mad Dogs or inflict humiliation at Kim and her friends at any moment.

The fireplace in her room was rising its flames up high and within the flames lied the burnt head of the Middleton Mad Dog. With this, she has sealed her traitorious deed with the burnt paiper-mache remains of the head.

She was looking through her yPhone and smirked over one photo after another taken with the yPhone of Kim being handcuffed in the mud in utter defeat.

The princess of Middleton High went down on her bed when she clapped her hands and barked out her decree.

"My Honor Servants, maids, and butlers! The best of the best! Come to me! And bring me as many Cuddlebuddies as you can!" she beckoned through the loudspeaker system that ran throughout the Mansion.

At once, 7 honor servants, 3 maids, and 2 strong butlers who benchpress 350 pounds came to Veruca's aid. They also brought in a cart-full of Cuddlebudies, about 40 in number, that they could find throughout the world, including the rarest Cuddlebuddy of all, a golden giraffe Cuddlebuddy worth $4,000 and laid them out on an old and useless table. But Veruca's troupe also brought with them implements of destruction: 3 chainsaws.

Veruca, who hated Cuddlebuddies as much as the Bible, then put on her completely sound-proof headphones that also made her ears very comfortable. The servants, butlers, and maids present too put on other pairs of sound-proof headphones.

She then clapped her hands again and gave out her orders in an authoritarian voice, "Now... destroy those pieces of Cuddlebuddy shit!"

The next thing that happened was the revving of the chainsaw blades and the smoke coming from the gasoline tanks and the clicking of the revolver hammers The blades of the chainsaw cut through the fabric of the Cuddlebuddies! Expensive cotton and tattered fabric flew everywhere across the room. Only 5 Cuddlebuddies were spared.

"Yes...yes...YES! I am enjoying this!" Veruca exclaimed wildly and laughed over her destructive tendencies against the Cuddlebuddies. "Ah yes, I just love being all me! Like the time I had poured whiskey, beer, and gin into the baptismal pool over at that stupid First Baptist Church of Middleton and put those obscene magazines to replace those so-old hymnals! And that time I danced and shaked my sexy behind in the church and made some old people faint? That was so priceless!" Then she changed the tone of her voice from laughter to dictatorial, "Now, gather a couple of more servants and butlers and throw these ugly, disgusting, and filthy Cuddle-things out the window so that the rain will damage them even more! Pick up EVERY single piece of it!"

"At one, O Great Veruca!" one of her servants wearing the number 22 uniform replied. He bowed and gave praise to the spoiled princess before calling in two other servants and two other butlers armed with garbage bags.

One by one, the servants and butlers picked up the remnants of the poor Cuddlebuddies and threw them away in the garbage bag. Twenty-five minutes later, one of the servants unlatched the window where the storm awaited the fate of the remnants of the tattered Cuddlebuddies. The rain was coming down extremely hard and a flash of lightning crackled in the distance. Around three of the servants were tossing the bags, one by one, out the window into the stormy outside.

"One...two...THREE!" the servants chanted as they threw the garbage bags out of the window into the awaiting storm where the tiny remaining pieces of Cuddlebuddies were scattered out onto the carefully manicured grass.

They only left 5 Cuddlebuddies behind for Veruca to destroy herself and she too had an implement of destruction right in front of her face...the fireplace where the Mad Dog head was destroyed.

Veruca smiled as she walked on over to the fireplace. She first took a Cuddlebuddy that the servants set aside for her and then opened the door. The flames were roaring right in front of her like hellfire. She gave her famous sneer as she took one final look at the Cuddlebuddy before tossing it into the fireplace.

The peanut deb watched with an evil smile from her sniveling lips as the Cuddlebuddy burned into the flames.

She gave an evil laugh, "Burn, you damn Cuddlebuddy! BURN!" Then, she took the second Cuddlebuddy, which was a baby lion kind, and threw it into the raging fire.

Another huge flash of lightning and anothjer loud rumble of thunder echoed throughout the sky.

"I hate Cuddlebuddies! I hate Cuddlebuddies!" the deb chanted before she eventually burned all the Cuddlebuddies as they shared the same fate as the Mad Dog head.

Then, she checked her 24k gold watch.

Veruca gasped, "Oh no! My favorite show is on! Servants, leave me!"

"At once, O Great Princess!" the servants obeyed her command as they left the door, one by one, and slowly closed the door behind them. They knew NEVER to distrub Veruca when her favorite show is on.

The storm raged outside as Veruca used the remote with $1,000 charms on them to turn on her $5,000 44-inch high definition TV.

Her favorite show, My Bratty and Spoiled 21st Birthday, was on. To the outrage of parents across the nation, it was only rated (narrowly) TV-14. It was heavily criticized by parental watchdog groups everywhere for its foul language, its slutty clothing, and worst of all, total disrespect by these girls to their parents and no moral lessons at all. Veruca was the most devout follower, for she even owned the uncensored version of these episodes, language and foul clothing intact. In other words, this was Veruca's idea of Paradise. And this week's new episode had something even more controversial and shocking than last week's episode in which the bratty girls had to spend the night in jail for shoplifting and indecent exposure.

She turned up the volume to hear what the bratty girls had to say.

BRATTY GIRL: Mommy, I want to have my damn $5,000 designer bag and my $10,000 gold jewels for my birthday, and I want to also have a chocolate fountain made with the finest chocolate from the world!

MOTHER: But, darling, we are in $10,000 debt and not to mention that you are on trial on shoplifting.

(Bratty Girl 1 becomes enrages, slaps Mother on the face)

BRATTY GIRL: I do not give a (bleep)damn about your (bleep) (bleep) debts! And I don't give a (bleep) rat's ass for the damn justice system! The police are fat, lazy (bleep)

The psychotic Judas captain closely analyzed it, 'Hmm...reminded me of my two-month stint in Juvie for that DUI.'

MOTHER: How, how can you say such things about the police, about what you were taught in gschool.

BRATTY GIRL: You know what, (bleep) the police, (bleep) the judge, (bleep) everyone, and especially:

(Bratty girl then gives the finger to Mother) (BLEEP) YOU! I WISH YOU DID NOT EXIST, YOU PIECE OF (Bleep)! (She then forces her to her level, slaps her twice in the face, and then gives the finger again in front of her face) NOW GET ME MY FANCY GOLD JEWELRY FOR MY DAMN PARTY OR YOU WILL BARK LIKE THE INSIGNIFICANT (BLEEP) YOU ARE!

(Morther finally submits)

MOTHER: I...I give up! You win!

"Hmmm...using the middle finger, huh? Maybe I can practice it against my own father and mother if they dare to disobey my Supreme Will or ... I can give the finger to that Miss Perfect-Teen Crimefighter, Kim Possible and call her family nothing more than a bunch of idiots, losers, and dirt-ridden scum!" Veruca said to herself with another flash-bolt of lightning illuminating the skies.

BRATTY GIRL: That's better! (smiles) Now assemble my servants, get me the finest Gucci and pink Prada bags! And where the hell is my chocolate fountain!

MOTHER: At...at once!

(Later at the Party, Bratty Girl is wearing a very short black dress that almost shows off her behind studded with diamonds and wearing Gucci jewelry)

BRATTY GIRL: I just love being me! I got about $1 million in cash, my 14-layer chocolate fountain is working perfectly, I also have new Maseratis and a Ferrari to my auto collection, what could be better.

(Then an important hotel heiress appears at the door, complete with bodyguards. Hot guys also appear behind the heiress)

BRATTY GIRL: OMG! OMG! OMG! IT'S HER! IT'S HER! AND...WOW! HOT GUYS? I AND MY FRIENDS SO KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THEM!

When the heiress made her presence known in the episode, Veruca instinctively rushed up to her shine, for she was a big fan.

The shrine to the heiress had the rarest and most expensive perfumes endorsed by her, along with photos, CDs and anything that had to glorify her exploits. In the center was the huge 20 foot by 15 foot photo of the hotel heiress mounted on the wall.

Veruca bowed down and prostrated in worship to the shrine of her heiress (her 'savior and goddess of all'). It gave her an ego that the peanut deb, too, was sent down by this heiress as a messanger of the goddess to be made converts by sending these converts on expensive shopping sprees that would send their families to the poor-house.

Basically, she wanted every single girl at Middleton High to not only bow down to her in prostration but also to worship the heiress, do her works, and forsake God and Jesus as well.

The deb then began to sing her praises and prayers to the shrine of her role model.

"O My Great And All-Seeing Heiress! What Shall I Do To Silence The Enemies, Mostly This Insignificant Kim Possible And Her Stupid Cheerleading Friends, And Make Sure That They Will Bow Down To You In Adoration And Forget This God Of Theirs?"

Then she turned around her head to the bed for the answer. It laid right in front of her: the uncut and uncensored DVDs of "My Bratty and Spoiled 21st Birthday" the ones that contained foul language, clothing so skimpy and so revealing that not even Mrs. Rockwaller or Mr. Possible would approve of, the constant humiliation and degradation of the parents, but the worst thing of all is the uncut raw footage of what had happened in one controversial episode that occurred around a year ago. It showed three bratty girls getting drunk on their birthday and making out with seven hotties. That part made the episode into a TV-MA rating.

Yes! Those DVD's should do the trick! I can bring them on the trip to South Panola with me Friday and make some of Kim's dumb and stupid friends my own! But who to test it on?

Veruca pondered on this deciding thought but before she could decide, she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" she ordered before one of her servants came up to her with a paper. He bowed and prostrated before her.

Veruca then turned her attention to the paper that the servant held in her hand. "What is it, servant?"

"An order, O Mighty Veruca Marvelous In Beauty, from your father to come to the School Board today!" the servant explained his intentions.

"The School Board? What does that fat pig want?" Veruca then gave a glare to her servant.

"The fellow servants that pushed Kim into the mud got pulled over by the police. They told the police of what had happened and the next thing I knew, I received a letter from your father, wanting your presence here!" the servant continued.

Veruca's glare then turned into anger, "GRRRRR! I KNEW I should NEVER have brought those stupid worker servants. They get the job done but they are weak and pathetic! Make sure the Honor Butlers serve them only scraps for dinner! Whatever! Prepare to humiliate my father just in case if he hands down a punishment against me, the Great And Mighty Veruca Salt!"

"At once, My Princess!" the servant replied before exiting the room and closing the door.

She was all by herself, "I NEED to find a Mad Dog cheerleader to expose my DVD's to, but to whom?"

The storm continued to rage outside as she left to go to the school board building to confront her father about the meaning of the message that her servant gave to her.

She, along with a few of her honor servants, walked on over to the elevator down below to one of her imported European limosines and went inside and ventured out into the storm.

Place: Possible household, Kim's Room.

The thunderstorm continued to rage outside as it cast a flickering flash outlining the teen heroine's room. Kim held her harmonica tight and began to sing the blues.

Veruca Salt's got me down

(harmonica)

Veruca Salt's got me down

(sad wail of the harmonica)

Why did I wear this frown?

Because Veruca Salt's got me down!

She smashed the Mad Dog head

And chose to support the Lemurs instead.

(harmonica)

And now she destroyed the evidence!

It just doesn't make sense

That this evil and dumb V

Would do this to me (looks at muddy feet)

(harmonica)

She has no sense of reality

Now she's pulling this squad down

As we go to Tiger-town

She insulted my family

Now all I can see

Is that evil cheerleader known as Veruca.

As Veruca!

(harmonica)

Veruca's got me down

I bet right now she's wearing her princess crown

She committed enough sins

Even though our Mad Dogs continue to win!

I hope that evil mean princess gets expelled

Ohh...I hope she get's expelled

(sad wail of the harmonica)

Then, she heard a knock on her stairs from her dad. "Hey, Kimmie-cub! We're headed to the school board meeting! Wanna come?"

She stopped playing her harmonica and was confused to know what was happening, "Daddy, what's going on?"

All James did was smile, "It seems like the blonde-haired hellspawn's days of being the Middleton Cheer Captain are numbered!"

When Kim heard those words, she immediately put on her jacket and walked out with both her mom and dad in the rain and storm and headed out to the school-board meeting.

She kept her hopes up that Veruca deserved a suspension or, even better, expulsion from Middleton High!