Disclaimer: Kim Possible and the gang are property of The Walt Disney Company. I gain nothing for their use in my stories. I do claim all rights to Miss Suzanne Go, the character I created for these stories.

MS-II

Chapter 9

School's in Session

Wade Load and Drew Lipski returned from Detroit a few days before the wedding, stating they had at least one more month of refitting before production of the FFC 3000 could begin. The vehicle assembly building was finished in Detroit but they still had to get the fuel cell manufacturing plant up and running in Wentzville, Missouri. Drew moved in with Shego in their third floor suite and Wade headed for the Ferret Hole below the mansion to start setting up his computer equipment and bedroom. Suzanne offered to help Wade out and the two were rarely seen in the following days before the ceremony.

Ron and Kim's wedding went off without a hitch. After the ceremony they went on a two week honeymoon to Tahiti saying they wanted to spend at least some time on a tropical island that didn't have a villainous lair on it. Drew fumed a bit over that minor jab he thought was aimed specifically at him before he finally came out of his funk and headed off with Wade to finish their job.

The newlywed couple had a marvelous time on the beautiful tropical island and spent most of it either lounging on the beach or in their room cuddling, and more. When they returned, Dr. Ann Possible insisted they undergo a complete physical for, as she put it, "In case you may have picked up some tropical disease." She found the two teens in extremely good health but with no visible tan lines. She gave her daughter a knowing, sly wink over that and promised not to tell Mr. Dr. Possible about the total tans.

College classes started the next week and Ron, promising to drive the carpool to classes at least once a week, took the first day in typical Ronnish fashion.

There was quite a stir at the Upperton Fashion Institute when the Ferret Mobile pulled up in front of the building. Ron hopped out of the driver's side in complete costume (or full ferrety finery if you feel so inclined) and went around to the other door to help Monique out of the long, sleek, one-of-a-kind vehicle.

"Ron, while I enjoyed the lift to school and it's way cool to ride in the Ferret Mobile," the raven-haired beauty snidely remarked as she got out of the car and motioned to the mob of students that were rapidly approaching the vehicle to check it out, "I really don't want to make a big scene like this every week when I get here." Ron heroically waved to the gathering crowd before he closed the door, made his way back around the car and hopped back into the driver's seat.

"I'll have to agree with Monique on that," Kim groused as Ron kicked in the afterburners and burned rubber out of the parking lot. "You'll just have to buy another vehicle if you want to take part in our carpool."

"I know KP," Ron sighed as he rounded a corner at high speed. "This baby totally tanks in the gas mileage department but I wanted to drive the Ferret Mobile just one last time before we donate it to a car museum or something."

"Well it is fun to ride in," Kim giggled as they pulled up in front of the Administration Building of Upperton University. She looked out her window and saw a large group of students heading over to take a look at the sleek and quite unique vehicle. An idea suddenly popped into her mind and she laughed out loud. "Maybe we should keep the car in order to keep Mr. North's legacy alive. You and I could occasionally go out late at night in costume and find a few fiendishly felonious foes to foil." As Kim opened her door a little she reached over to Ron and lovingly stroked his cheek. Her voice became sultry as she cooed, "I wouldn't mind going out with you every once in a great while as your Ferret Girl, FF Two." Kim gave Ron a peck on the cheek and coyly added, "And maybe we can also wear the costumes in the privacy of our bedroom." She opened the door the rest of the way, hopped out of the car and quickly closed the gull-wing door so Ron could get to his classes on time. Kim turned to the crowd as he drove off.

"That car is so retro it's cool!" one guy in the crowd yelled.

"Do you know who the new Fearless Ferret is?" a girl asked from the gathered bunch of students. "He looked so sexy behind the wheel!"

"I wouldn't mind finding out what he has under the hood," another girl practically purred as she watched the Ferret Mobile drive off at high speed. "And I don't mean the car. I wonder if he can handle me in bed as well as he can handle that car?"

"I do know the secret identity of the Fearless Ferret version 2.0," Kim announced to the crowd. "We're close personal friends and he was heading in my direction so he offered me a lift." She turned to the two girls and sternly said, "And I also know he's married to Ferret Girl and would never cheat on his wife; At least if he knows what's good for him."

"I wouldn't mind taking on the new Ferret Girl," Richard Manahan, the big, six foot six inch linebacker for the Upperton University football team said with a loud chuckle. "I really dig a chick in a skintight costume."

"Don't you think the Fearless Ferret would mind if you tried to take his wife away from him?" the first girl asked.

"Aw, he's probably nothing without his gadgets," the football player pshaw'ed with a defiant wave of the hand. "I bet'cha I can take down the Fearless Ferret, no problem. He didn't look that tough at that convention a few years ago when he was yanking on a huge skunk balloon."

A sly smile graced Kim's face as she thought about Ron taking on the two huge Lowardians single-handed and about all the henchmen they had both taken down over the years. She walked over to the large man and poked him in the ribs as she said, "The Fearless Ferret has taken down larger men than you and so has Ferret Girl. You wouldn't last ten seconds against either of them."

"Oh yeah?" the football player taunted as he grabbed Kim's arms and pulled her close to his body. "Well maybe you and I should discuss this further in my dorm room, Hot-Stuff."

"I don't think so," Kim growled, grabbed the thumb of the large man hand and twisted it to release his hold on her. He was down on his knees in a split second and Kim held the release grip on him as she calmly stated, "You can't even take me on so how could you handle someone experienced in crime fighting like the Fearless Ferret or Ferret Girl?" She casually released the thumb and nonchalantly walked away from the crowd as she said over her shoulder, "I have a class to get to, if you'll excuse me, please and thank you."

"Dick, you idiot," one of the linebacker's friends barked as he helped the large man off the ground, "that was Kim Possible. She knows sixteen kinds of kung fu and just got married to her lifelong friend Ron… something-or-other."

"Kim Possible?" Dick Manahan growled with a wicked grin. "I've seen pictures of her sidekick. Maybe I should get her up in my dorm room and show her what a real man is like."

xxxxxx

Kim's first class of the day was Diplomacy 101. It was being held in a normal, small classroom, instead of one of the typically huge, theater-type rooms normally seen on a college campus, so Kim took a seat in the front row and waited for the class to begin. There were only five other students present when Kim sat down and two late students scurried in as a brunette woman wearing a royal blue jumpsuit and a single eye patch walked in and took up station at the front of the room.

"Dr. Director?" Kim gasped aloud. "What are you doing here?"

"I occasionally teach a few classes outside of my regular job," Betty Director lightly chuckled as she walked up in front of the students near Kim, then turned her attention to the rest of the class. She loudly announced, "One student in this class knows me but the rest of you don't. My name is Dr. Betty Director but for this class you can call me Betty. I work in International Law Enforcement. You're all here to learn tact and diplomacy and how it can be applied to you're jobs if you decide to be a politician or diplomat. Before we begin I want to make one thing perfectly clear. You all signed secrecy oaths when you signed up for this class and I'll hold you to them. Under penalty of life in prison without parole, you may not discuss anything you learn in this class with anyone other than the people here today. Do I make myself clear?"

Richard Manahan, one of the two students who came in late, raised his hand and said, "I don't remember signing any secrecy forms Betty."

Dr. Director went over to the teacher's desk, opened the single manila folder on it and paged through the papers before she pulled out a single sheet and held it out for the football player to view. "Does this look familiar, Mr. Manahan?"

"Yeah, I guess," Richard said scratching his head. "But there were so many forms to sign for all the classes I'm taking, there wasn't time to read everything I was signing."

"That's lesson number one for this class," Betty said as she returned the form to the folder, flipped it shut and swiftly turned to face her students. "You must learn to pay attention to details if you want to succeed in life. Why did you take this class anyway, Mr. Manahan?"

"Well," the large football player said as he stood up and again scratched his head, "all my football coaches tell me I'm good enough to make in into the pros but I need to learn a little about being diplomatic with my answers when I meet with reporters. I thought this class would be easy and help out."

The answer got a general chuckle from the other seven students. Betty walked over to the large man and wickedly smiled as she said, "This class is meant for people who are going into politics. What you should be taking is a speech or debate class. Either of those would teach you how to organize your thoughts and answer in a more tactful way. Nevertheless, you're here now so you might learn something useful. Take your seat and pay attention."

Betty walked up to the chalkboard on the front wall and wrote out, in large letters, one word:

LOWARDIA

Betty turned back to face her students and primly folded her hands behind her back. "Since the alien attack happened only a few months ago and is still fresh in our minds, I think it would be wise to start with that particular incident. Who here thinks the invasion may have been avoided through diplomatic intervention?"

All of the students raised their hand. All, that is, except for Kim.

"Miss Possible?" Dr. Director begged, raising her good left eyebrow. "What makes you think the invasion couldn't have been avoided?"

"Because that wasn't Earth's first interaction with the Lowardians," Kim stated as she stood from her seat. "Warmonga, the female Lowardian, originally came to Earth to find the Great Blue a few months before. That first encounter led to the invasion." Kim started to sit down but rose again, waggled the gold band on her left ring finger at the instructor and giggled, "And for your information Betty, my name is now Kim Stoppable."

"I know Kim, I just forgot," Betty laughed and turned to the rest of the students. "And Mrs. Stoppable is correct. The invasion was the second time a Lowardian stepped foot on Earth. They originally sent a scout ship here with Warmonga in it to find someone by the name of the Great Blue. This Great Blue character was suppose to help lead the Lowardian army in its conquest of the galaxy."

"But why would the Lowardians think this Great Blue guy was here on Earth?" a female student asked while raising her hand. "There's no one here that would fit that description."

Dr. Director saw Kim start to get up from her seat to say something and raised her hand to stop the redhead. "Kim, you will refrain from commenting from here on out unless I call on you. You and I both know what went on during both of the incidences. Let's see what the others here in the classroom know about the situation." Betty turned to the class and said, "This is an open discussion so feel free to speak up. Anybody?"

Another student raised their hand and Betty motioned for him to speak up. "There is that evil guy, a Doctor … Dragon, or something like that who I believe tried to control our minds with a brain washing shampoo. But he was defeated by the Naked Mole Rap guy on American Star Maker."

Both Betty and Kim chuckled at the comments before Betty spoke. "That's absolutely correct. And it was Dr. Drakken whom Warmonga thought was the Great Blue. The Lowardians intercepted that broadcast and thought Drakken was their Great Blue so they sent Warmonga to investigate. Does anyone know what happened when she arrived?" Dr. Director peered around the classroom and didn't see one hand raised. "I thought not."

Dr. Director motioned for Kim to stand up and face the class as she announced, "Many of the missions Mrs. Stoppable has gone on weren't covered by the press. It was Kim and her younger twin brothers who defeated Warmonga the first time and sent the alien on her merry way. Kim, tell the class what happened."

"Actually," Kim blushed a bit as she confessed, "Shego helped a bit on that mission. I fought Warmonga to a standstill but Drakken was able to start up a Atmosphere Depletion Machine to suck up all of the oxygen. I was able to stop the machine but only after Shego blasted Warmonga away from me. Then the Tweebs, er… I mean my younger twin brothers, transmitted a message to Warmonga that the Great Blue was on Pluto and she left Earth."

"Betty?" one of the girls in the class spoke up. "Would it be safe to assume that things would've gone differently if, say, one of the governments first came in contact with Warmonga instead of that Drakken fellow?"

"I'll forgive you for your use of the word assume," Betty Director said with a smirk as she swiftly turned and wrote it on the blackboard, "because we all know what usually happens when you assume anything. You make an ASS out of U and ME." Betty underlined each syllable as she emphasized each one. "Kim, would you field the question?"

"If you're asking if diplomacy would've worked with the first Lowardian encounter," Kim said as she turned to the girl, "then I would have to say no way. The Lowardians are a war-like people who only seek to conquer other planets. From what I've gathered after my two encounters with them, the Lowardians only wanted to find the Great Blue to help in their desire to conquer and rule over the entire universe. Since the Great Blue wasn't here, they decided our planet wasn't worth diddly squat and returned to destroy it. The word diplomacy simply isn't in their vocab."

"Kim is absolutely correct in her assessment of the Lowardians," Betty said with a firm nod of the head. "There are many situations out there where diplomacy will not work. That's where the military or brave individuals like Kim and her husband come in. Diplomacy should be our first option with any new species we encounter but that was taken away from us by Drakken…" Betty let out a light laugh as she started to pace in front of the class as she said, "..Which actually, was lucky for us."

"What do you mean Betty?" another student asked the one-eyed instructor. "Even though the Lowardians are a warrior people, they could've just left us alone when they found out that the Great Blue didn't live here on Earth."

"That's not my assessment of the situation," Betty Director said as she paced in front of the class, "nor that of the world class scientists with whom I work. We believe that if normal diplomatic contact was first employed, the Lowardians would not have returned with only a two person invasion force. The initial contact would've turned into an all-out military attack on our part, which would've escalated to an invasion by a fleet of alien ships. As it happened, Kim and Shego, and to a certain extent Drakken, embarrassed Warmonga and it became a personal matter to her. She returned with only her mate, Warhok, to satisfy her need for revenge."

"So Dr. Drakken actually prevented an all out invasion?" Kim asked with a chuckle as she sat down. "But what's to prevent the other Lowardians from mounting an all out invasion now that Warmonga and Warhok are dead?"

"Your husband," Betty began as she pointed directly at Kim, "was on the right track a few months ago when he wondered why the Middleton Space Center was so keen on building the Kepplar Rocket. The Kepplar was built to explore space but it was created with one other purpose in mind; To deliver a message to any interstellar life form we ran across in our explorations. What you are about to see is an edited version of what went on during those two incidences. Remember, you are under oath so nothing you see here can be discussed outside of this classroom."

The lights dimmed and the television at the front of the room came to life. A short video of Kim and Shego fighting Warmonga, and doing great damage to the nine foot tall alien, flickered on the screen behind Dr. Director. The video changed to show Kim and Ron, along with Dr. Drakken and Shego, exploding their way out of the Lowardian ship and the brief battle in the air before it again changed to Drakken's flowery vines taking down the huge Lowardian Walkers. Finally it showed Ron battling and defeating the two larger Lowardians by throwing them up and away toward their plummeting vessel. The camera zoomed in on the two alien behemoths crashing into their ship and being blown to bits.

"To answer your question Kim," Dr. Betty Director said as the television dimmed and lights in the classroom came back on, "the Kepplar Rocket, which you and Ron just saved a few months ago, is being loaded with that video and a few other snippets of our military and nuclear capabilities as we speak. Its destination is the Lowardian home world and its purpose is to show those aliens that the Earth can defend itself against anything they can throw at us. Hopefully that will deter the Lowardians from sending an all out invasion."

"I certainly wouldn't attack after seeing what that skinny little blond kid did to those two aliens," Richard Manahan laughed.

"I hope you were paying attention," Betty snickered to the large football player, "to how powerful that, as you so undiplomatically called him, skinny little blond kid is and what he can do. You just hit on his wife out in front of the Administration Building when she arrived on campus this morning."

"You're Married To That… That…!" Manahan screeched loudly in astonishment as he pointed between Kim and the TV where the video was just shown.

"Yes, I'm married to that," Kim raged in anger as she rose from her seat to face off with the much larger man a few rows behind her. "And you just saw Ron take down two ten foot tall aliens with his bare hands so you better watch what you call him, Jock Boy!"

"Very diplomatically stated Kim," Dr. Director laughed as she lightly applauded the redhead's tirade.

"I'm sorry for my outburst Betty," Kim said as she calmed down a little and turned to the instructor of the class, "but you know I'm a bit touchy about what people say about Ron. He's gotten very little good press and when he does, they always get his name wrong."

"Excuse me Betty," another male student said as he stood up and faced the teacher, "but getting back to the topic at hand. Don't you think that video may only incite the Lowardians into another, larger invasion. I mean if they're a warrior race it could be viewed as a challenge."

"That's true," Betty admitted as she again began to pace in front of the classroom. "But my… organization, has taken that into account. You see, we've been busy studying the Lowardian technology left behind after the invasion and have come up with a surprise to take place after they view the video."

"What will happen after the video is played?" asked the girl sitting next to Kim.

"Let me guess," Kim lightly chuckled with a evil smile gracing her face. "The Kepplar will send out some sort of special Electro-Magnetic Pulse that will disable the technology on the Lowardian home world?"

"You're correct again Kim," Dr. Betty Director laughed along with the redhead. "The Kepplar, which won't be affected by the specialized EM pulse, will then take off and fly back to Earth. That should prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Earth can defend itself."

"And that's why the Space Center is so keen on building the Kepplar Mark Three," Kim stated in conclusion.

"Kepplar Mark Three?" asked the girl beside Kim. "I thought there was only one Kepplar rocket, the one being loaded with the video and EMP thingy right now."

"The first Kepplar was chopped up for its engines by a deranged auto mechanic," Betty informed her students. "Kim foiled Motor Ed's plan to cruise across the country in style earlier this year."

"What happened to the second Kepplar?" Richard asked.

"The Kepplar Mark Two transported Ron and Shego up to the Lowardian vessel in space," Betty informed him and the rest of the class. "It was destroyed when the alien vessel was blown up." She leaned in to Kim and whispered in the redhead's ear, "And I'm happy that you and Ron weren't called in on the third Kepplar mission until after you two finished your car suspension tests up in the mountains and in the Middleton Mall parking lot."

"You know what Ron and I were doing?" Kim softly gulped in embarrassment to the mono-optic woman.

"Wade Load isn't the only one who has the world wired," Betty said aloud as she stood and let the whole class hear her. "How else do you suppose I knew about Mr. Manahan hitting on you earlier? Why do you think I know about all of your past missions? Wade's mother told you he keeps an eye in the sky on you at all times. Whose satellites do you think he… borrows?"

The blush that radiated from Kim's cheeks could've been seen from space, even without GJ's spying technology that could, obviously only to Kim and Dr. Director, see and hear through ceilings, walls and well-tinted car windows.