Chapter Four
Ron wiped the sleep from his eyes. He and Kim sat invisibly in Kim's car across from a night club in downtown Diverse City where Wade said he had tracked Bonnie to. The fact that she just happened to be in the same city that Ron and Kim were living in was making the meeting sound trap-pish. Keeping an out with his Wade-ified glasses, Ron munched on a bag of pistachios to keep himself alert. It had taken a day to track Bonnie down and Ron was exhausted from another long day of work and classes.
"Rufus! Those are my nuts you're chewing on! Don't tell me yours are gone already." Ron said as the naked mole rat filled his cheeks to capacity, spitting out the shells. Kim cocked an amused eyebrow in Ron's direction. "What?"
Kim smiled and shook her head, activating her Kimmunicator. "Okay Wade, what's the sitch with the Hazy Inferno?" she asked, referring to the Night club.
"Other than being one of the hottest places to go on a Friday night in Diverse City, it also happens to be Big Daddy Brotherson's prime business stop in America." Wade explained.
"Great. Yet another criminal haven that we have to infiltrate." Kim said sarcastically. "Any idea why Bonnie would be here?"
"No clue. But then, who can guess a massive menagerie of mutation's mind works?"
"Try saying that three times fast!" Ron added with a grin.
Kim cut the connection to Wade. "Okay, Ron. The plan is to capture Bonnie, and if the Seniors show up, we have to get that talisman away from them."
"How are we going to capture Bonnie?" Ron asked.
Kim shook her head. "I don't know. But hopefully Doctor Lurkin can change her back." They climbed out of the car and stealthily approached the building. "Roof or front door?" Kim asked in a whisper.
"Huh? You're asking me?" Ron asked. "Since when do you ask me?"
"Since you're a partner and not a sidekick?"
"Oh... uhm..."
"Nevermind." Kim retorted, stepping back from the wall and drawing her grapple. Taking Ron by the waist, they sprang to the roof.
"Okay, so why always with roof?" Ron asked as Kim reeled in her grapple.
She shrugged. "Maybe I like jumping over stuff." she smiled. "Besides, last time I got carded at the door." Kim walked over to a vent and pulled one of Wade's multi use tools from her belt. Before she could put it to use though, Ron interrupted her.
"Careful Kim. That vent looks booby trapped." he said, stepped up beside her.
Kim looked at him skeptically. "How can you... wait... those glasses do have an x-ray feature, don't they?"
"Uh..." Ron said, looking away as his breathing became shallow.
Kim sighed and activated her Kimmunicator again. "Wade, can you deactivate the alarm on this vent? Super Ron here just gave me a warning."
"Will do, Kim. Just get me within reach." Wade replied. Kim placed her wrist next to the vent cover and two small, fiber optic arms protruded from the Kimmunicator and entered the vent. When they retracted, Wade's voice returned. "You're all set."
Kim pulled the vent cover off and smiled, entering the tube. "That X-ray feature had better be turned off, Ron..."
As Kim and Ron crawled through the upper venting, music pounded through the aluminum tubes. "Okay, according to Wade's floor plan, we should be nearing the bathrooms." Kim whispered.
"What?!" Ron shouted from behind her. With annoyance, Kim looked back and gestured at the vent cover ahead of her.
"Hmm... looks full." Kim said, looking through.
"Let's see..." Ron said.
Kim held up a hand. "Ladies room, Ron?"
"I guess we'll have to go through the men's room then." he said smugly.
A few more meters of crawling brought them over the men's room vent. "What is that smell?" Kim asked, wrinkling her nose.
"The men's room." Ron grinned. "Lipstick?" he asked, holding out a hand. Kim rolled her eyes and handed over the laser tube. "I'll make sure it's clear." Once it was burned through, Ron grabbed the vent cover and handed it to Kim before leaping down. A quick check beneath the stall doors and he signaled that the coast was clear.
"This place is disgusting!" Kim said as she dropped through the vent. Her shoes were sticking to the floor and there was toilet paper streaming out from under one stall. "Let's get out..."
Kim's order was cut short as the sound of the door opening caught her attention. "Whew!" Ron shouted. "Do NOT come in here!" Someone's obscenities were drowned out by the door closing again. "That was close." Ron said, coming out of a stall.
"And gross!" Kim replied, dropping down from her uncomfortable perch on the ceiling. "Don't they ever clean these?"
Ron grimaced. "Two words, Kim. Doesn't matter."
Without thinking, Ron grabbed Kim's hand and lead her out the door and into the hall. Across from them stood a long line of women waiting for the ladies room that turned to stare at both Kim and Ron exiting the men's room together.
"Well, well... if it isn't Kim Possible and her boyfriend being naughty in the men's room." came Lonnie Rockewaller's voice.
"That's the little fiend that's just joined your team?" Connie Rockewaller asked.
But Ron didn't slow down, and Kim rubbed the bridge of her nose, certain she'd be hearing about this in the next week. "I am so not going to live this down..." she said once they were out of earshot. "Okay, let's find the VIP room. That'll be where Big Daddy is."
"And we're looking for him because..." Ron said, letting the sentence trail off.
"Because if there's anything illegal going on here with Bonnie and the Seniors, chances are it will have to do with him." Kim explained.
Despite being in missions clothes, Kim and Ron fit right in with most of the crowd and they climbed the stairs to the entrance to the VIP room, where they were met by two men in highly stylized suits with sunglasses. "Whoa there, baby. Big Daddy don't talk to just anybody." said one.
"Let me guess, a password?" Kim asked, crossing her arms.
"He's in a meetin'." said the bigger of the two men.
"Anything we can do to hurry that up?" Kim asked.
The first man lowered his sunglasses to the tip of his nose, looking Kim up and down with a grin. "Well, you could put this on. He does like his eye candy..." the man said, holding up a red velvet lingerie outfit, complete with corset, garters, and thigh high velvet boots. "It might get you in a little faster."
"Really?" Kim asked with a grin.
Both men hit the floor on top of the door they were guarding as it fell off of its hinges into Big Daddy Brotherson's private room. They rolled to either side, gasping for air as Kim stepped into the room. "Sorry, I'm not that kind of girl."
"Auch! I thought ya said this was a private room!" shouted an unmistakable Scottish accent.
"Duff?" Kim asked. She had expected to find Bonnie and Junior in a meeting, not the rogue golfer.
"Aye lassie!" he shouted, jumping off of the beanie chair he had been sitting on and reached for his golf clubs. "And ya won't be stoppin' me from gettin' some super hyper pollinator serum, eitha!"
"Isn't that Drakken's?" Ron asked.
Big Daddy snapped his fingers and a large bald man in a black suit stepped from the shadows, cracking his knuckles. Kim looked from Duff, to Big Daddy's bodyguard, and smiled. "While normally I'd enjoy dealing with this myself, I've got a psych paper to do, so I'm in a hurry. Ron?"
"Right here, KP." Ron said, stepped forward. "Ready Rufus?" The mole rat gave a nod before settling into a ninja-like defensive stance.
Duff Killigan blinked. "Are ye daft, lassie?" he asked, confused. "Ye expect the wee lad to combat us both?"
"Whau!" Ron shouted, attacking.
Kim stepped forward and kneeled on the beanie chair that Duff had previously occupied. Big Daddy looked calmly at her, popping a handful of candies into his mouth. "While my boyfriend keeps your bodyguard and client busy, I'd like to ask you a few questions."
"Apparently I have nothing but time." Big Daddy responded.
"Auck!" Duff cried as he was thrown across the room.
"Good." Kim smiled. "What business do you have with the Seniors?"
"The Seniors?" Big Daddy asked, touching a finger to his third chin in contemplation. "I don't recall dealing with them for quite some time."
Ron could be heard laughing in the background before letting out a cry. "Ow! Rufus, watch my back!" "Hi-yah!" came the resulting sharp squeal.
"Are you sure?" Kim asked. "Bonnie is here somewhere..."
"Ah. Senora Bonnie." Big Daddy smiled. "She has come to me to meet with several specialized individuals."
"I learned this one in Canada!" Ron shouted, pulling Duff Killigan's shirt over his head before tossing him out the door. "How's it going, Rufus?"
"Yes! Senor Bonnie." Kim said excitedly. "These didn't happen to be genetically mutated individuals, were they?"
"They may have..." Big Daddy admitted, now beginning to sweat.
A scream from the dance floor grabbed Kim's attention and she stood, racing to the window over looking the crowd just as Big Daddy's bodyguard fell unconscious onto the bean bag chair that Kim had occupied only a moment before. "Boo-Yah." Ron said calmly, still standing. Kim looked back at him and smiled. Despite his hair being more ruffled than usual and his clothes being covered in plaster from his imprint in the ceiling, he had overcome both enemies.
"Nice work, boys." Kim said as Ron and Rufus joined her at the tinted window. "But it looks like we were wrong on both counts." Downstairs, Bonnie and the Jackal, dressed in Junior's yellow t-shirt and leather black pants, surrounded Connie and Lonnie Rockewaller.
"And too late." Ron added.
