Meanwhile at the Go Tower…
"I cannot believe you," Drakken grumbled.
"Oh, stop whining," Shego shot back. Her brothers did nothing but watch the drama unfold.
"You pushed me off a building!" Drakken shouted back at her.
"But did you die!?" Shego asked. "Besides, I knew you'd land in your hover car, Dr. D."
"Oh, did you now? And how did it happen to even be there? We didn't take the hover car, and now I've almost died—" He stopped ranting when his brain caught up to the bigger picture. "You called the hover car with the control, didn't you?"
"Doy," Shego replied with a roll of her eyes, "like I'd push you off the roof if I didn't know. I wouldn't let you die." She realized what her words must have sounded like. "I mean—"
"I know perfectly well what you meant," Drakken told her, his voice calm.
"Well, this has been sufficiently awkward," Mego spoke up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to worry about like—"
"Me," everyone else finished his sentence in a mocking tone.
It was late afternoon by the time Kim was heading towards the dorm hall. She wanted to check on Ron before getting a start on her homework. He looked so hurt at her rejection, and she hoped she could cheer him up with some nacoliciousness and crucial makeout time.
Just before reaching the doors to the dorm hall, she felt two pairs of large arms take her down. The food fell out of her grip, and she kicked both henchmen as hard as she could in an attempt to gain the upper hand. As soon as she freed herself, another henchman approached her, covering her mouth with a drugged cloth—with chloroform. She felt dizzy, everything in her sight beginning to turn upside down.
"Hey, don't you dare! I will mess y'all up!" Monique approached with Yori by her side. "Well, she'll mess y'all up." She let out a short laugh, allowing Yori to take on the fighting.
"Get Stoppable-San," Yori called out to her.
Approaching Ron and Felix's room, Monique knocked frantically.
"Ron! Open up! Kim's in danger! Yori needs help," she called out to him in a panic.
"Kim's in danger!?" Ron asked. "I'm on it!"
Monique scrunched her eyebrows when she caught sight of a device on the back of Ron's neck.
"Ron, wait!"
"What? We don't have time!" he shouted.
"Give me some diablo sauce," Monique urged him.
"What makes you think I have diablo sauce on me?" asked Ron.
Monique raised her eyebrow in question.
"Fine," he sighed, handing a packet over.
"Hold still," she demanded, ripping open the sauce packet. As the drop began to slip out, Monique asked, "Did you really try to propose earlier?"
"Why wouldn't I? She's everything I ever dreamed of. I'm just lucky she so happens to be my best friend," he explained dreamily. He felt himself relax once the sauce hit the chip, deactivating it. Monique caught the chip as it fell, and handed it to Ron.
"Well, this is gonna be awkweird," he realized. "I gotta help Yori save Kim!"
He ran outside to find Yori still trying to hold off the henchmen from taking Kim, who was lying on the ground. Ron lifted her into his arms, sitting her up on the stairs, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before going off to fight.
"We need backup," one of the henchmen spoke into his communicating device. It was then that three more henchmen approached the scene. They had been waiting in case they were needed.
"This does not bode well for the Ronster."
When Kim woke up, her head was throbbing. As her eyes adjusted, she took in her surroundings. She was definitely in Dementor's lab, and tied up to some sort of doomsday machine, no less.
"Ah, look who's awake," Dementor smirked. "It seems your 'so-called boyfriend' is out too. Such a pity."
"Ron!" Kim shouted when she saw him lying on the ground, unconscious.
"He put up quite a fight, but zere was no time to fool around," Dementor explained.
"Just chip her already!" a voice hissed at Dementor through his communication device.
"I am getting to ze chipping!" he yelled back.
The voice through the device sounded vaguely familiar to Kim, but she couldn't quite place it. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Ron had started waking up. She slipped a nail file out of her pocket and worked on freeing herself while Dementor was distracted. It didn't take much to get through the thin rope that held her.
"Where's Yori?" she asked.
"Vut!? How did you get free? You have no gadgets on you," Dementor complained.
"Nail files are very handy; you underestimated me," Kim informed him. "Now, where's Yori?"
"The ninja girl? Had her left behind…I had no need for her," Dementor explained. "Now, henchmen, attack Kim Possible!"
"Ugh, I so don't have time for this," Kim complained. Now that she was fully aware of what she was up against, nothing could stop her. Ron finally woke to the sight of two henchmen knocked out already. Six more left. Ron stood, digging in his pockets for something helpful.
"Get away from her!" he shouted. "I've got…soap? And I'm not afraid to use it!"
Kim covered her mouth with her hand, giggling.
"Why do have soap in your pocket?" she asked.
"It's actually a travel size bottle of the body wash you use," he explained, turning crimson. "I, uh, like to have it open when I sleep."
"Aww, that's so sweet! Weird, but sweet," she remarked while punching one henchman square in the face. She must've packed enough power, cause he fell like a log. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
Together, Kim and Ron took out the henchmen two by two, until there was only Dementor to deal with.
"Hand over the stolen microchip!" Kim demanded.
"I'll have you know I bought zis microchip!" Dementor shouted.
"Who sold it to you?" Kim asked, grabbing his wrist.
"I don't know his real name…he goes by DCB30, zat's all I know!" the mad man replied. "Now, let me go!"
"Oh, sure, we'll let you go," Ron spoke calmly. "Here, let's lead you right out the door ourselves." Before he made it known he was awake, Ron had already called the police.
"Another mad scientist," the officer shook his head. "Thanks for the call, Stoppable."
"Nice work, Ron," Kim smiled giving him a high five as the office took Dementor away.
"KP, about earlier—"
"We'll talk later tonight, okay?" she offered. "What we need is food, and then we'll discuss."
Ron nodded in agreement.
"C'mon, let's ace this place!"
Later that night…
"So, spill…what was that display at lunch earlier?" Kim asked.
"This." Ron held open his hand which held the small chip that had been latched onto the back of his neck. "Dementor must've stuck it on me on our first run in."
"This looks like the moodulator," Kim observed. "Dr. Bortel had told me that it only enhanced the real emotions we feel; enhanced cause it only focuses in on one emotion at a time. It must've been on anger, then love."
"Like when you were under its influence!" Ron pointed out.
"Which means somewhere in your subconscious, you have thoughts of marrying me someday," Kim smiled.
"Maybe," Ron blushed. "But not for a while."
"Agreed," Kim replied, her right hand finding his left, lacing her fingers through his. "How lucky am I that my best friend is the love of my life?"
The look in Ron's eyes was all she needed to see to know where this night was going.
It started with one soft kiss, turning into multiple. With his right hand in her auburn hair, Ron deepened each kiss, only breaking once to tell her he loved her.
"I love you, too," Kim murmured back, clearly not through with this moment they were having.
A half hour later, Monique found them curled up on the floor with all the blankets and pillows Kim had been able to throw together. She took a moment to observe her friends. If one moved, the other would follow, like two magnets. At one point, Kim had kissed the side of Ron's neck in her sleep. Monique was happy for her friends; they deserved all the happiness in the world. She decided to just shut off the lamp and slip into her own bed.
And that's when the kimmunicator went off.
Author's Note: It's kinda sad that as an author, I'm not even sure if y'all are enjoying this story. Obviously you like it enough to read it, but it is a shame nobody tells authors what they like about their fanfics anymore. So please, if it's not too much trouble, tell me what you've been enjoying in this story so far. Please and thank you.