Kim Possible in "A New Switcheroo" by Kim's # 1 Fan
Hi everyone, hope everybody had a nice christmas. I need to thank everyone who's read and reviewed my story so far. And also I wish to thank my beta reader and good friend, Lonestar.
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Chapter 3 : The Switch Continues
Mrs. Stoppable held her son's hand as she led him up the stairs.
"I can understand , you must be exhausted from your mission."
Ron rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, no kidding Mother Hubbard."he muttered under his breath.
"Well you rest up and I'll be sure to call you later."
By the time she finished speaking they were in Ron's room. He took notice of the tiny creature sleeping on the pillow.
"Rufus, Ron's back, " The woman called.
The rodent had a habit of sleeping quite often.
Ron would let him sleep as much as he wanted , even if a mission were to arise.
The woman's words caused the rodent's leg to twitch.
He jerked awake and hurried to his owner.
Ron looked down at Rufus , who stopped short.
He sniffed the air around the boy and took a defensive stance .
He started to growl at Ron , who seemed to sweat a little.
Mrs. Stoppable lowerd herself to the mole rat's level.
"Rufus, what's gotten into you ?"
All the rodent would do is jump up and down.
The woman refused to pretend to know what he was trying to say.
She turned back to Ron .
"You haven't been rolling around in anything that might set him off , have you?"
The boy rubbed the back of his head. "Not that I know of."
"Again , I'm glad your home." His mother extended her arms and wrapped him in a hug. She let out a grunt of surprise as she released him. Her hug tightened once more . She let him go and shrugged off the momentary feeling of unease .
At hearing the door close, Ron turned to the naked mole rat , who retained his look of anger.
"You better watch it. In some cultures, they eat your kind." He lowered himself to the rodent .
"I can always introduce you." A smirk on his face drove the message home .
Rufus gulped a little and backed off.
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"Run that by me again?" Kim sat on the edge of her bed , a sour look on her face.
Wade's visage graced the Kimmunicator.
"Bad news Kim, Drakken and Shego escaped from G.J.'s custody. They boarded a bus from a small town in Arizona."
She clutched the device in her hand and groaned.
"Well , that's just peachy! M y plans are ruined!"
"Wait. What plans?"
The redhead caught herself and smiled nervously.
"My plans for the weekend. I had wanted to go to the mall and...um , hang out. Regular girl stuff , you know?"
The boy genius shrugged.
"Well , okay then. I'll let you know if anything develops."
The picture shut off. Kim tossed the device to her bed and dived for the phone.
She started to dial , but her fingers missed the keypad.
"What was the buffoon's number ?"
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Ron paced around his room. A loud ringing got his attention.
The phone on his night table.
'It could be Drakken' he thought.
"Hello?" he said.
Then he heard mrs. Stoppable on the other line.
"Hello?"Ron turned toward the door.
"I've got it ...Mom!"
"Okay, sweetie." Click.
"Drakken? Is that you?"
"Is the line secure?"
"Yes."
"Good. Possible is loose."
Well, now what do we do?"
"We carry on. By the time she figures out what we're up to, we're out of the country."
"And even then, won't she find us?"
There was a slight pause on the other end.
"Well...we just need to get a disguise."
Ron bristled at his employer's hesitance.
"You better not be making this up as you go."
"Shego , please. This is a clever plan at work. We're rich, Possible and...what's-his-face are felons. What could be better?"
Ron exhaled ."All right."
"Meet me at the mall tomorrow some supplies."
"I'll be there ." He placed the phone in it's cradle.
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Kim hung up the phone and collapsed on her bed.
"That was close. Shego would kill me if she found out I was making this up."
The plan had been going fairly well , but the freedom of the pubescent flies in the ointment would force a bit of improvisation.
"Isn't that so sweet?" Kim awoke with a start and looked down the ladder to find Jim and Tim laughing and making kissing sounds.
"Kim and Ron, sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
While Drakken had never heard that rhyme himself growing up (and part of him wished he had,) the stress he was feeling at the bad news superseded any chance to fulfill childhood hopes.
Kim leapt from her bed and hurried down the ladder.
Normally , a brotherly taunt would lead to the declaration of some harsh threat. Today however, Kim was in the mood to cause some pain.
The only sounds to come from the girl were primal-sounding grunts .
The fact that Kim would usually issue a threat seemed to signify that she knew this was but a game to the boys and that she would act accordingly.
Jim and Tim rushed to the kitchen. They knew they'd be safe with their mother.
Mrs. Possible shielded her sons and glanced toward her daughter.
"Kimmie , what has gotten into you?"
Kim shot an accusing finger at her mischievous brothers.
"They were spying on my phone conversation."
Jim stepped forward. "We resent that! We were not spying. We were walking by, we heard the phone hang up and made a connection ."
"In other words you assumed?"
Tim rubbed the back of his head.
"If you want to put it like that, yeah..."
"Do you know what happens when you assume?"
"No," the two of them intoned together.
"Well , you...hmmm.No, maybe I should wait a couple of years for that . The two of you shouldn't eavesdrop on your sister and Kimmie? You really shouldn't fly off the handle whenever these things happen.
Kim huffed and stormed out of the kitchen.
After a moment, (and after a stern lecture to her sons, on why they shouldn't eavesdrop on their sister,)
Mrs Possible thought to herself, ' I've never seen Kimmie fly off the handle like that,' then she shrugged it off, as nothing.
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Dinner was fairly uneventful for Ron.
He enjoyed the home-cooked meal vegetarian lasagna . On the quest for world domination and constantly on the run, he doesn't get to enjoy home-cooked meals too often.
On the other hand , he bristled at having to engage in conversation with the Stoppables.
He hardly ever talked to his real parents, even before the allure of crime came calling. Still, very little in his life prepared him for the agony of...
"...and this is when you attended Aunt Marlene's wedding. You looked so handsome."
...flipping through photo albums.
"My sister was so proud," the woman on Ron's left beamed.
Mr Stoppable turned the page. Ron looked down at the picture A somewhat younger Ron in a cap and gown.
"This is when you graduated from elementary school." Mrs. Stoppable was unable to contain her pride.
"What a wonderful moment."
"Yes. Wonderful." Ron's apathetic tone goes unnoticed by the adults.
"It's only a matter of time before your high school graduation ."
Ron sighed and lied his head back as the adults looked through the album. He suddenly had a new respect for what Ron went through.
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The stars shone brightly in the night sky , as if to light the way for the bus heading along the road.
Drakken looked out the window .
"This has been a pretty strange trip ."
Shego rubbed his hand.
"Strange as in 'switching bodies with Drakken and Shego' or the normal kind of strange?"
"I'd settle for the normal kind of strange . I can't believe that guy asked me for my autograph, or should I say Drakken's autograph?"
"I'll admit that that's pretty weird, but to be fair, he did already have autographs from Frugal Lucre and the Seniors . It's kinda nice that he promised not to rat us out."
Drakken looked back at the gentleman . He seemed to be in his 40s with a camera strap around his neck and a straw hat on his head . "Yes , it was."
He turned back in his seat and reclined a little. "I'm just surprised that you kissed him."
Shego smiled nervously , which looked unusual . "Just to give him a reminder of the trip. This kind of thing doesn't happen every day. Besides, I've kissed you and your built the same way."
"At the moment. You know who I am. With him , it's a little diffrent.
"It seemed like a nice thing to do. It's not like I'm going to make a habit out of kissing strangers."
"I can't believe that you're being so calm about this Ron."
"Yeah . I just think to myself that things could be a lot worse, you know?"
"I guess." Drakken looked up .
"You deserve a medal."
"I'll pass on that . Besides..." Shego glanced down at herself .
"I have enough bouncing on my chest."
Drakken stifled a chuckle . "Good point."
Shego exhaled . "G'night K.P."
"G'night Ron." As she let out a yawn , the bus passed a sign on the road : Middleton - 20 miles.
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The next morning hadn't been easy for the supposed teenagers . Given that it was Sunday , their respective families desired spending quality time with them . The Possibles wanted Kim to enjoy breakfast with them , while the Stoppables felt like doing more reminiscing about the past with Ron.
They had no choice. Their only option...was to sneak out .
Their destination...Middleton Mall .
Ron looked up at the building .
"What are we doing here exactly?"
"It's simple Shego, we just need to pick up a few things for our excursion."
Kim smiled deviously as she walked into the mall.
Ron let out a sigh of disbelief as he trailed behind her.
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Shego was curled up against Drakken, who started to stir in his seat .
The bus pulled to a stop next to a building : ' Middleton Bus Depot' Drakken sniffed and got a nose full of the smell of Strawberries . He jerked away from Shego. His sudden movement caused her to awaken .
He glanced around . They were the only two people left on the bus.
"Last Stop!" cried the bus driver.
The "villains" helped each other up and headed for the front. They carefully stepped off the bus.
The driver tipped his hat to them.
Just as he turned toward the steering panel , he fixed his gaze on them.
"Hey!"
The two of them stopped. Drakken gulped.
"I think I know you two ."
A sort of menace infected his tone .
Shego shut her eyes .
"Yeah , aren't you on some reality show?"
The two of them laughed nervously as they stepped off of the bus .
"Why yes we are. Isn't that right?"
Drakken nudged his companions stomach.
"Yes but unfortunately , we were kicked off after a few weeks . Competition and all that, you know?"
"All right. Better luck next time ,"
the driver said as he closed the door.
The two of them ran toward the building.
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Kim and Ron each held a tote bag as they made their way toward the exit.
To their left was a Club Banana , and walking out of it was Bonnie.
They caught her gaze and she ran in front of them.
"Hey Kim, what brings you here?"
"Stuff," replied Kim brusquely.
The brunette looked at the camouflage peeking out of the brown bag.
"Whatever it is it doesn't look fashion forward ." She glanced toward Ron, who was holding a pink bag with the same material.
"And here I was having trouble figuring out who wore the pants in this relationship . I don't care much for you K, but I really think you could've done better then Stoppable.
The squad may not feel the same , but..."
"Wait." Ron put up his hand.
"The Cheer Squad?"
"No, the mathletes squad. Of course the cheer squad!"
Bonnie took Kim by the hand and walked her aside.
"What do you see in this guy? No brains , no looks, no cash.
Why are you scraping the barrel like this?"
Her rant was cut short by a tap on her shoulder .
She spun around. "What?"
"You know, I am sick of people like you putting down people like me. You and girls like you think you're hot snot on a silver platter, but when high school is over, you are gonna end up just as worthless as you consider me to be now, if not more. And the thing of it is you realize this , but instead of acting like a human being, you think it's going to help your standing by tripping up people that you know for a fact are going to make something of themselves."
By this point tears had welled up in Bonnie's eyes.
The fight to keep them from escaping had become a losing one.
"Oh , and I recommend enjoying your looks while you can , 'cause it's only a matter of time before they're gone like last year."
The next (and loudest) sound Kim or Ron heard was that of Bonnie wailing as she ran out of the mall.
Kim could only stand in surprise .
"Wow."
"What?"
"That...was impressive."
"Well this may surprise you , but I wasn't always so stunning.
Girls like that were always giving me crap in school.
It got so bad , I considered dropping out.
I finished though. At the very least I can say that."
"You see what happens when you use your powers for good?"
The boy's eyes widened. Kim looked away sheepishly.
"For...good?"
"I regrettted it as soon as I said it. Now we need to get going."
Ron gave Kim a little shove .
"Why did you have me hold the pink one?"
"Girls like pink."
"Girls , Dr . D. I'm a woman Besides, why didn't you hold it?"
"I may look like a girl , but I'm all man."
Ron stopped walking. "That reminds me. It would've been easier to have me switch with Kimmie and you with Stoppable . Why the reverse?"
Kim grimaced at this question. It's not an easy one to answer , especially with someone like Ron to answer to. Realizing this , she pulled out the Kimmunicator and switched it on.
"Wade."
"What's up Kim?"
"We're outside the Middleton Mall and we need a ride to Des Moines, Iowa."
Kim smirked at Ron then turned back to Wade.
"Drakken and Shego said they were headed there."
"I'm on it Kim." the screen on the device went blank.
"What's in Des Moines Iowa?"
"Our next part of the plan."
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"Man I can't believe we're back in Middleton." Shego looked toward the exit of the bus depot.
"Yeah this ordeal is over."
"You've got that right."
The "villains" glanced behind them . A team of about twenty Global Justice agents stood at the ready.
Stepping out from the crowd was a lithe figure with a stern expression on her eye patched face.
"Dr . Director?" the two exclaimed in unison.
"Doing some sightseeing were you?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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