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Chapter 3

After returning back to Middleton, Kim realized that one day of the three she had before the big GJ mission was now shot. She went to bed hoping that Wade would find out something concerning the card Rufus found, and this mystery would quickly be solved. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case.

Beep Beep Bee Deep…

A slender hand snaked out from under red covers as Kim initially slapped her alarm next to her bed. The Kimmunicator sounded a second time before she realized it wasn't her now damaged alarm clock that had woken her from her slumber.

She pulled the wrist unit under the covers, where she did not want to leave. "Uz up Made?"

"Kim? Is that you?" The tech genius asked, confused by her response. "Why is it so dark, and why did you just call me 'Made'?"

Throwing the covers down and off of her face, the red head took a deep breath and rubbed a hand across her face. She shook her head in an attempt to release the grip of sleep from her befuddled brain. Without opening her eyes, Kim tried to respond a bit more clearly.

"What's up Wade?" She rubbed at her still sleepy eyes.

"Wow Kim… you must have really been sleeping hard." He indicated the tangled mess of her hair, of which the red head apparently didn't care about at this point.

The look she gave him caused Wade to second guess his initial reaction. "Your hairstyle critique not withstanding Wade, what have you got for me?"

"Not Much Kim." The young tech genius then took a bite of a muffin. "I've run an analysis on the card, and it was made from a standard stock. No way to effectively trace where it came from, or the lettering. It could have been made by any of a hundred different printers."

"So it was homemade?" The red head asked while moving to a more upright position, and at the same time regaining more of her faculties.

"That's my guess. This person was good enough to use common products that left no discernable differences that could be traced." Wade then took a swig of what looked like orange juice to Kim. At least he drinks something other than soda once in a while. "Sorry for waking you up, but I thought you at least wanted to know what I didn't find."

"That's OK Wade. I needed to get up anyway. And sometimes no information is at least some information." Kim then proceeded to get out of bed and walk towards her bathroom while finishing the call. "I'm going to give Ron a yell, and maybe we can relax some today and just hang out together. It sucks that all this is going on taking time away from us being together before I go on that GJ mission. Thanks again Wade, I'll talk to you later."

…x x x x…

That same morning at GJ Headquarters…

Dr. Elizabeth Director rubbed the bridge of her nose before taking another swig of her steaming cup of coffee. She hated reading these daily inventory reports, but it had to be done. At least this particular report she was looking at had been converted to a digital copy, unlike some of the others she had to go through.

She glanced at the stack of papers to her left. "I'll be glad when all reports are finally converted to digital copies." She said out loud to no one and turned back to the report she was currently reviewing. Betty was now going over Section 2 of the warehouse that stored various devices that were confiscated from Dr. Drakken's lairs, and she was currently going over the L's in the H – N section.

Some things were listed by the name that Drakken had given his inventions, and others that GJ had no idea how to categorize, they made up a category/name of their own. "Let's see here… Laser Mark IV, check. Laser Mark IX, check. Lather, Rinse, Obey… check. Leather products (She shuddered inwardly when looking at the individual items listed)… check. Little…" Something suddenly registered to her that one item was a bit off.

Her eyes scanned back to Lather, Rinse, Obey, the mind control shampoo that Drakken invented a while ago. Under this was also listed a concentrated variant of the substance. She looked at the numbers again and immediately Dr. Director was glad she double-checked. One container of the concentrated substance was weighing about half a gram light. She narrowed her eye and clicked on the File icon next to the listing, and checked some of the substance's properties.

Within two seconds she called the one person who was in charge of the team that conducted these inventory checks, Will Du.

…x x x x…

Will stood in front of Dr. Director's desk ramrod straight. All he knew was that Dr. Director had summoned him, saying he needed to be there ASAP. Dr. Director was in her restroom and walked out, wiping her hands.

"Agent Du… I'm glad you're here on time. Sorry for not being available when you arrived." She tossed a paper towel into a small trashcan. "Nature called."

"That's quite alright Ma'am." Will replied in his usual formal tone.

Betty Director sat down in her chair and motioned for Will to be seated as well. "How is your High School Physics?"

"Uhh… Ma'am?" Will was confused by her direct question.

The one-eyed woman leaned closer to him across her desk. "How is your High School Physics?"

"I… actually completed a Junior level Physics class in college, Ma'am. Received a B+ for a grade." He was definitely confused by his boss' line of questioning.

"Hmm. Then how is it that you know nothing of the phrase 'Specific Gravity'?"

In a matter of only one or two seconds Will spouted off a general description of the phrase. "A numerical value assigned to a liquid, based on water, which has a Specific Gravity of 1. Anything heavier than water is above a 1, anything lighter than water is less than 1. Why do you ask, Ma'am?"

"So…" Dr. Director continued, while standing from her chair. "If something had the Specific Gravity of 5.75, it would be heavier than water, correct?" Will nodded, still unsure where she was coming from.

"And anything heavier than water would essentially have no evaporation effect, correct?" Will Du slowly nodded at her reasoning. "So Will… can you tell me why a difference of .49 grams of a substance that has a specific gravity of 5.75 would be recorded as a result of 'Evaporation'?" By now Dr. Director had a hand on one corner of her desk, and she was leaning dangerously close to Will's face.

"… err… uhh… Can you give me more details of what you are referring to, Ma'am?" By now Betty Director's 'Number One' agent was visibly sweating.

Dr. Director said nothing and swiveled the computer screen on her desk so that Will could see. On the screen was a list of Inventories of Dr. Drakken's failed schemes, and one was highlighted in yellow so it could be easily read.

"Taking into consideration our previous discussion, I would love to hear your explanation of this Data entry."

…x x x x…

Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable were… well let's just say… 'Relaxing'… in a manner that only a male and female teenager that were in love could relax.

"You know Kim…" Ron said between kisses, "I really wish we could just… (kiss)… run off somewhere and… (kiss)… be together without any… (kiss)… distractions." (Really big kiss)

The sound of contentment from his girlfriend told Ron that he did something she liked, but it was her that broke away from the bliss. "Me too Baby. But why did you bring that up now?"

"Well… I just saw your brothers run past the sliding glass door to your backyard pushing a wheelbarrow full of what looked like water balloons. At least I hope its water that's in them. But knowing your brothers…" He purposefully left the end of his sentence hanging.

At first Kim wanted to ask her boyfriend why his eyes were open while they were kissing, but she figured she could talk to him later about that. For now she said, "Stay here Ron… I'm going to see what they're up too. If I'm right, don't open the front door until I call you." Before the blond could say anything, Kim was off in a flash to stalk the Tweeb Terrors.

While sitting on the couch watching an old rerun of Captain Constellation (it wasn't one of the best episodes, in which Mr. Nylok had his brain removed by an unknown alien race, and was forced into serving the aliens by running their outdated computer system) Ron waited for the signal. He could hear on one end of the house the squeaking sound of a pulley system, and then he heard the stomping of two sets of feet across the roof. They were immediately followed by the nearly imperceptible sound of soft footfalls, which he figured was Kim.

Then he heard a thump in the back yard, and a few seconds later he heard Kim's voice near the front door. "Jim? Tim? Where are you guys! Wade's here and he wants your advice on a rocket system he's working on!"

The scuffling of feet on the roof made Ron almost laugh out loud. Good one Kim.

About a minute later Ron could hear the Tweebs near the front door. "Where's Wade Kim? Where's the rocket? Is it Hydrogen or Peroxide powered?"

Ron was probably the only person in the world who could hear the mirth in Kim's voice when she called out, "Hey Ron! Wades going to be here soon and he will need help carrying a few things in!"

It only took a few seconds for Ron to get to the door, and he had to take a few more seconds to wipe the smile off of his face before opening the door. Something really funny was about to happen, and he didn't want to give anything away.

He opened the door, which caused the Possible twins to turn towards him, and behind them Ron saw Kim take aim with her wrist Kimmunicator and activate the small laser. A look on her face gave Ron the impression to back up a few steps, so he did so… just before about thirty water balloons came crashing down on the Tweebs… each one filled with soapy water.

Ron was quick enough to slam the door shut so none of the sudsy water came into the house, and after he heard the last balloon fall, he tentatively opened the door to see the devastation. Sure enough, it was complete.

Both Jim and Tim stood in shock, soaked from head to toe in suds. "But how…" Jim sputtered, bubbles flying from his lips. "Did you guys know!" Tim finished, throwing out even more white spheres of soapy water.

Ron stepped through the door and outside before taking the opportunity to answer. "One… The two of you can't get past ol' Eagle Eye Stoppable. Two… These big ears of mine aren't only cute, but they can hear quite well too." Kim tried to hide her amusement at this comment. "And three…"

At this point in time one final balloon that hadn't fallen decided to release itself from the wheelbarrow that was mounted to the roof, and smacked Ron squarely on top of the head, essentially silencing him. Kim couldn't hold back her mirth anymore and released her laughter. She didn't even notice Ron take aim with a handful of soapy water he had wrung from his hair.

Kim separated her now wet locks away from her face so she could glare at her boyfriend, who immediately took half a step backwards, only to realize the door had shut behind him.

The red head slowly advanced. "Umm… Kim… It, it was just a joke. When I heard you laughing I figured you'd want to join in the fun so I… I…"

When his fuming girlfriend was only inches from his face, Ron instinctively covered himself with his arms, hoping to get out of the situation unscathed. With his eyes closed, Ron felt his shirt being pulled away from his chest, then he felt cold… yes, very cold… sudsy water suddenly flow down his chest, his stomach, and into his pants.

Finally Ron opened his eyes and saw green eyes… humorous green eyes, which were backed by an almost evil smile on Kim's face. She had taken her hair and wrung it out into his shirt. She flipped her hair back and gave Ron a look that said 'So now whatcha gonna do?' Before Ron could even think of a response, all four were interrupted by the sound of the Kimmunicator.

Beep Beep Bee Deep

"Aww Mann!" The Tweebs whined, and each dropped the extra water balloons they were holding onto that they had been carrying in their cargo shorts. Apparently they were preparing for a counter attack. "Fun's over…"

"What's up Wade?" Kim asked, wiping soapy water from her face before it ran into her eyes. (At least it was no-tear shampoo the Tweebs used)

"What happened Kim?" The boy asked, and before Kim responded, he answered his own question. "Jim and Tim?" The soaked red head just nodded. "Well… I wanted to let you know that GJ just informed me of the disappearance of something I think your familiar with."

…x x x x…

After cleaning themselves up, Kim and Ron went over to GJ Headquarters to talk directly with Betty Director. Wade had also alluded to some sort of clue that was found in relation to the theft of the concentrated mind control shampoo.

"So Betty, whatcha got?" Kim asked after her and Ron sat down in a couple of chairs opposite of Betty Director.

"Have you seen anything like this before? We found it tucked underneath one of the canisters of Drakken's mind control shampoo. It was almost missed." Dr. Director placed a white business card on the desk in front of Kim. There was one word written on one side in simple black lettering. "Mister".

To be continued…

So now is everyone thoroughly confoosed? Hope so, 'cuz I am too. heh heh...