Kim Possible in "A New Switcheroo" by Kim's #1 fan.
Before we begin, I need to take a moment to thank those who've read and reviewed my previous works, and this one. And also my good friend and beta reader, Lonestar. And now,,,,
Chapter 2 : The New You
"Is everything all right down there?"
Kim smirked at the villains tied up , then turned toward the voice .
"Everythings as it should be !" she called up.
Ron walked to his friends side. The redhead turned to the villains.
"Oh, and when you get to lock-up , tell Dementor , 'I told you so.'"
They turned to the elevator shaft and saw the car come down . A few Global Justice agents ran out and surrounded the wrongdoers .
"Fine work you two." One of the agents stepped forward.
"All in a days work for Kim Possible."
She shrugged and offered a hand wave of false modesty.
"Let's get these two out of here ." The agents hoist Drakken and Shego onto their feet .
"You dont understand !" He jerks his head toward the teenagers . "That's Drakken and Shego right there ."
"You'd better not do anything to my body Shego." The green clad woman cried out as she was loaded into the car . The elevator and it's occupants went up , the 'villains' complaining the whole way.
Ron looked down at himself . "It's not like I could make things worse ." He turned to Kim . "What's the next step , Dr .D?"
Kim's eyes widened at the statement . She looked away.
Ron's eyes narrowed . "There'd better be a next step!"
"There is."
The agitation rises in Ron's voice . "Which would be...?"
"Going to Kentucky."
Ron put his hand to his temple . "Are there any middle steps?"
"My tunneler! We can use it to get under Fort Knox."
"And how do we get to that ? It was probably confiscated by Global Justice as evidence ."
A smile tugged at Kim's lips . "Not really. I sold it to a used car lot . It was a steal."
"And it's going to be again."
Ron punched his hand. "What do we do before that?"
Kim started to pace. "We're going to need some time to wait . People might get suspicious that a crime of such magnitude is being committed so soon ."
"And so, what, we pretend to be the two of them ?"
The girl shrugged . "There's not really any other choice."
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The sun beat down on the transport as it zoomed along the backroads of Arizona. Drakken and Shego sat on opposite sides of a cell , their respective heads facing the ground. He shifted uncomfortably. He wasn't used to being handcuffed with his hands behind him .
Drakken raised his head . "Ron?" he whispered to his fetching cellmate.
"What?"
"Maybe if you can get that thing off, we can get out of here ."
"Well , I don't see what good it's going to do." Drakken noticed that Shego's voice was louder than the whisper he adopted. "Our bodies are heading for...who knows where and..."
Drakken shushed her. One of the agents glared at them. The mad genius flashed a smile . As the guard turned away, Drakken squirmed in his seat He slowly brought his hands under his legs and lifted them to his lap .
Drakken walked over and stood next to Shego . He ran his hands through her silken hair .
"K.P. , I know my hair is nice , but I don't think this is a good time ."
"Ron, I'm looking for a hairpin . Maybe, I can pick the lock on these cuffs ."
After a minute of searching , Drakken sulked and sat down . A light plink could be heard . He looked down and saw it : a hairpin .
"Was that in my hair?"
Shego chuckled . "Now that's surprising . Then again , Drakken needs all the help he can get."
Drakken picked up the pin and stuck it in the lock. He jiggled and the cuffs unlocked.
"Now , we just need to get that manacle off ."
"But how ? I don't remember seeing a key anywhere ."
"Neither did I." He exhaled . Oh , if only there was some way to get it to unlock."
Electronic tumblers went off in the device and it slipped off of Shego's hands.
"Voice activated . I would never have guessed."
Shego rubbed her wrists to relieve the stress . Green plasma engulfed her right hand as the left continued the massage.
Drakken beamed . "Ron , on three ."
The two of them counted silently "one , two , THREE !"
Shego blasted a hole in the side of the vehicle , tearing through it like paper .
She and Drakken leapt out and hit the dirt . The vehicle stopped.
The 'villains' ran away as fast as they could .
Two of the gaurds stepped out of the transport. One of them spoke into a device on his wrist .
"We have a sitnation. Drakken and Shego are loose ."
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"So , this is my home dump home is it ?"
"According to the phone book , yes." Kim held up a page ripped from a phone book . "You have to stay with the buffoon's parents."
"Oh , this ought to be fun." With a roll of the eyes, Ron walked toward the front door.
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"You know honey," Mrs Stoppable rested her hands on her husbands shoulders.
"something dawned on me while cleaning Ronalds room."
He looked up . "What's that dear?"
"Our little boy won't be here forever. Soon he'll be heading off to college . Possibly somewhere out of state."
Mr Stoppable took a breath. "He'll visit during holidays, but it won't feel the same."
"We need to take advantage of the time we have with him." She glanced at the clock. "It's ticking away as we speak."
As if on cue, the door opened.
Ron tried to walk by without being noticed . Mrs. Stoppable rushed to her son and wrapped him in a hug . He tried to squirm free , but there are few things stronger than a mothers love.
"Oh I missed you my darling son."
Ron grunted . "Yeah. Missed you too."
The woman released the boy. "So , are you doing anything this weekend?"
He shifted his eyes a little. "No. Not really ."
"Perfect . We can spend some quality time together ."
A nervous smile formed on his face. "Greaaaaaat ."
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Kim looked at a torn out page , then up at the Possibles home. The addresses were a perfect match .
She exhaled as she walked to the front door .
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"I'm home ."
"Welcome back , Kimmie-cub ." Mr. Dr. Possible walked up to his daughter and gave her a hug .
Kim is unsure how to react . On the one hand, she was incensed at having her former college classmate hug her , much less touch her . On the other...'Kimmie-cub? Oh that is too hilarious', she thought as she grinned .
Mrs. Dr. Possible walked in from the kitchen. "Kimmie , is that you ?"
"In the flesh , moth--" The younger woman didn't have time to say anymore as her mother grabbed her in a tight hug, her head compressed against the older woman's chest .
"You know, I don't say this too often, but there are times I worry you're not coming back from a mission."
Drakken thought, ' How would Kim respond to this ?'
"No big, mom." Kim's speech was somewhat muffled by the closeness of the hug .
Mrs. Dr. Possible let go of her daughter, who quickly shook her head for recovery. Kim hadn't taken two steps when...
"Take cover!" A mini-rocket flew by Kim's head , embedding itself in the rear wall .
The girls eyes widened to saucers . "What the hel--"
The man stood over his sons .
"Boys , how many times have I told you? No rockets in the house ."
"Sorry Dad ." Jim rubbed the back of his head.
"The coordinates must have been off ." Tim tried to extract the craft from the wall .
'I can think of something else that's off,' Kim thought as she walked up the stairs.
'No wonder she's always out of her house . These people are nuts.'
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Drakken and Shego made their way across the desert. Amazingly she manages to outpace her employer .
"Come on , K.P. Pick up the pace ."
"I'm trying , but it's this body. Would it kill Drakken to shed a few pounds?"
Shego took him by the hand and increased her speed.
She squinted and made out some shapes in the distance . "It looks like a town ahead ."
"Great . A place to hide." The two of them continued on.
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It had long been a theory of the panting woman that one should only run when one is chased .
Given that she and her compatriot were glancing at Global Justice operatives through a store window , this is one occasion that called for it .
"I think we lost them."
"Well, keep searching . As long as they're out there , who knows what danger the world is in?"
He nodded . "Right."
The operative sent his teammate in one direction while heading in another .
Drakken buried his face in his hands.
"Oh man, I can't believe this."
"What? The 'us on the run' part or the 'Drakken and Shego stealing our bodies' part?"
"Does it matter? And why exactly would they take our bodies?" He exhaled in defeat.
"Oh come on, K.P." Shego threw her arm around Drakken's neck.
"Sure , this is a pretty strange and hopeless mess we're in, but look at the bright side : we're in it together ."
"Yeah . I guess."
"We're like Bonnie and Clyde . I never would have pictured myself as Bonnie or you as Clyde, but hey, let's go with it."
"I guess we could..."
"May I help you two with something?"
The two of them jumped at hearing the voice at the door.
"Sorry . Didn't mean to scare you ." The gentleness of the man's tone and his slight southern accent put the couple at ease .
"It's all right. We're just surprised is all."
The man led the 'villains' toward the front of the building .
Drakken and Shego glanced at the clothes that surrounded them .
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The owner adjusted some of his merchandise, re-ordering the size of some pants .
Wearing a skirt and halter top and her hair in a ponytail, Shego stood outside a dressing room.
"Ron , I don't know about this."
"Kim, I know this place isn't exactly Club Banana , but isn't there a chance that we might be able to get out of here if we don't look so suspicious?"
"It's not that. It's...well...Drakken's body..."
"Then get dressed quickly. Like ripping off a Band-Aid ."
"Fine."
Shego tapped a dainty foot on the floor.
After a couple of minutes, Drakken stepped out of the enclosure . He wore a T-shirt , jeans and a jacket .
"There. Was that so bad?"
"No. No it wasn't. Now we just need to find a way out of here ." Drakken jerked a thumb. "I think I saw a bus station just before we ducked in here."
"Great. Um...how do we pay for this stuff?"
"There weren't any pockets on our old clothes."
Shego looked toward the door in a way that befit the bodies original owner .
"K.P..."
"Yes Ron?"
"If we look like Shego and Drakken, can't we , you know, act like them?"
Drakken narrowed his eyes. "What are you driving at?"
"Dress and dash? I know the name isn't much but--"
"Ron? Are you serious? Shoplifting from this nice man?"
Shego put her hands up. "I don't like it either, but think of it: it's only a matter of time before G J catches us, and if we're captured , we'll never get back to Middleton."
Drakken looked out the window, then back at Shego, who gave him the Puppy Dog Pout. On the face of the villainess, it looked as strange as it did cute. "Please?"
"Gah! Fine." He extended his pointer finger . "But promise me you will never do that again."
"I promise."
The two of them snuck out as the old man turned around.
"And how will you be...paying?"
He looked down and noticed a slip of paper which read, ' I.O.U. 65.50 signed Kim Possible'.
When they got outside, Shego looked at Drakken.
"Sorry Ron," he apoligized, "I had too do it."
"Fine, besides, if you hadn't, I would have."
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Drakken and Shego glanced from around the corner of the clothing store . Several buildings away , there were a number of busses milling about.
They looked at the two Global Justice operatives peeking around the surrounding buildings.
The two 'villains' ducked out of sight.
"I don't know about this K.P. If we don't make it..."
"We'll make it Ron, we have to."
He took Shego's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "On three. Three!"
Again displaying the running skill that brought them to this small town , Drakken and Shego took off for the buses.
"There they are!"
This loud pronouncement caused the unlikely fugitives to run faster . Their arms pumped as did their legs.
The operatives raised their weapons and aimed . The beams missed their targets .
"Immobilization beams . I heard about these from Dr. Director . I have an idea. Follow my lead ."
Drakken started running in a serpentine pattern Shego followed suit .
The operatives tried again, fireing for all they were worth , and missing.
The 'villains' ducked a bus and looked around. There were six in all, forming a circle. Half of them had open windows .
Drakken ran toward a bus and climbed through a window. He helped Shego aboard and they laid low.
"They must be on one of these buses."
One of the agents walked up .
"Attention bus patrons..."
The rest of his speech was drowned out as the buses took off. He coughed and tried to swat away the dirt it kicked up.
The other agent glanced at the departing vehicles . "This will not look good on the report ."
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Drakken and Shego glanced out the window from their seats.
"Hey K.P. , check that out: You are now leaving Propensity Arizona."
He sighed. "Well, that's a good sign."
TO BE CONTINUED
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