Kim… Property?
By Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I don't own KP, or anything else, for that matter.
The man led them to a large suite, with enough beds for nobody to have to share.
"The presidential suite, ma'am," he said to Kim.
"Spankin'!" she replied. They settled into the room and unpacked. Ronnie turned on the TV, remembering that a new episode of Kim Possible was to air tonight.
"Next on Disney Channel: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets!" the TV announcer said.
"Well, I guess it makes sense," Ron said, "y'know, you're in a lawsuit with someone, you don't promote them."
"Yeah," Ronnie admitted, "I didn't even expect them to give us a room here."
"Man, tomorrow is going to be the coolest day ever," Cody said.
"Got that right," Ashley said, "just me, Kim, Ron, some people from the internet, and Disney World."
"It doesn't get better than this," Kim said.
They watched Harry Potter, and went to sleep.
Elsewhere…
"The bird has nested," the first man said, "I repeat, the bird has nested, you're clear for Operation Dip."
"Gotcha," a second man said. He was outside of Kim's suite, carrying paint thinner. He snuck in the door, and put it where it ran a slow trickle at the foot end of Kim's bed. He was out in a flash.
Kim woke up. She screamed at the top of her lungs. Everyone woke up, and watched horrified as she melted into a puddle of paint on the bed.
Elsewhere…
"Where… am I?" Kim said.
She found herself on a floor of puffy clouds. In front of her was a gate, and 3 heavily caricatured cartoon men.
"Is that one of yours, Chuck?" one with graying black hair and a mustache.
"I don't think so, Walt," replied another with brown hair and black rimmed glasses. He raised an eyebrow, and spoke, "is she on the list, Tex?"
"She is, but…" the third man's eyes bugged out.
"Stop being so animated, and tell us, Tex," Chuck joked.
"She's not scheduled here for a long time," Tex finished, "and she looks like one of yours, Walt."
"I'll tell her then," Walt said.
He walked up to Kim.
"Hello, miss," he began cordially.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"This is Cartoon Heaven," he said, "and I'm Walt Disney. It seems you've arrived here too early."
"Walt Disney? As in, of the Walt Disney Company?" Kim asked.
"Yes, why?" Walt asked, surprised to see a cartoon with knowledge of the real world.
"I'm stuck in another world, in a lawsuit with them," Kim said, "in fact, someone on their payroll killed me!"
"Oh, my!" Walt said, "I'm so sorry, I would never have done that. Now, we'll have to get you back to where you were."
"How?" Kim said.
Walt walked over to a machine covered by a sheet.
"The Re-animator," he said, pulling the sheet off, "it's what we use when a character is needed to come back into use after a death or a period of dormancy, like when Chuck's frog was needed for the WB. From your story, it sounds like you're needed."
"Wow," Kim said. The machine was the size of a phone booth, with a control panel on the outside. She stepped inside.
"Now, go back there, and teach those people who use my name a lesson!" Walt said, punching in directions.
"I will," Kim said, "trust me."
The machine started up.
9 hours later…
Kim was drawn into existence, one stage at a time, from storyboard to final animation, in a span of 15 seconds. She stood behind everyone who was crowded around the bed.
"Ron?" Kim said.
"That is NOT funny, whichever of you is doing that," Ron said.
Kim shook her head, walked behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around.
"KP!" he said, elated, "you're ALIVE! YOU'RE ALIIIIVE!"
He embraced her tightly, while the rest let out a sigh of relief.
"Ron… crushing much!" Kim said.
"So, how did you get back here?" Ron asked.
"I had a little help," Kim said, "from 3 guys named Chuck, Tex, and Walt."
Ronnie grinned. He recognized those names.
"What matters is, you're back. And, just in time to tour the park," Ronnie said.
"Well, come on!" Kim said, "Let's go!"
And they were off.