Kim awoke on the couch. She was definitely going to have to talk with Roxy about their shared living situation. She sat up and her back popped. She couldn't take another night of this. Some toast and a glass of juice sat on the coffee table with a note that said "Kim's" on it. She ate the toast and drank the juice as she looked out the window at the neighbor's. Grunge said he hated them, she thought maybe he was over exaggerating a bit, just the same she was curious. She made her way to Mr. Lynch's office.
"Anything going on today?" She asked.
"No, why?" Lynch asked suspiciously.
"Got a mission and I'm takin' Bobby." Kim joked.
"Very funny, but no I have nothing planned for you today." Lynch said.
"Ok, bye then." Kim said heading away. She stopped and changed at the room.
"Hey sorry about last night, that was seriously uncool." Roxy said.
"I got to know Bobby better so it wasn't a total loss." Kim said.
"He's a nice guy." Roxy said.
"Yeah he is." Kim said.
"Hey if thing go well maybe you can sleep in his room." Roxy said.
"I just got to know him better; I'm not ready to go through the boyfriend thing again." Kim said blushing.
"Gotta get back on the horse sometime." Roxy said.
"Easy for you to say. I thought Josh was a decent guy too." Kim replied.
"No, I'm pretty sure Bobby's the real deal." Roxy said.
"How do you know?" Kim said.
"I trust him with my life." Roxy said simply.
"Yeah, about that Bobby said you guys are on the run from some agency?" Kim asked.
"Yeah I.O. they want us to exploit our powers."
"Sounds scary." Kim said.
"Oh, it gets better they have their own super team called the Deviants, bunch of freakin' psychos." Roxy said.
"Psychos?" Kim asked.
"You'll see when we fight'em in the simulator later on." Roxy said.
"Oh boy can't wait." Kim said sarcastically.
"So what are you doin' today?" Roxy asked.
"I'm going next door to get to the bottom of this." Kim said resolutely.
"You sure that's a good idea?" Roxy asked.
"Don't worry I'll bring back up." Kim replied.
"Ok, I don't know what his problem is but he mean mugs us whenever he sees us." Roxy said.
"Well I intend to find out." Kim said resolutely heading out.
She walked over next door. She hoped she could resolve this or she'd have to face facts and this guy was a cranky jerk it wasn't like they were having loud pool parties or anything. She got to the door and knocked. An attractive middle aged blonde woman got the door.
"Yes? Can I help you?" she asked.
"Carol who is it?" A man's voice came from inside the house.
"I live next door. I was wondering if I could talk to you a moment." Kim said politely as she could.
"Ok…Come in." Carol gestured. Kim stepped past her into the house.
"I hope I'm not interrupting breakfast." Kim said.
"No, you're fine." Carol assured her.
"Kim Possible?" A mountain of a man asked.
"Mr. Parr?" Kim asked surprised.
"She's a little young to be one of your fan club, Bob." Carol said.
"Sorry to hear about Ron." Bob consoled.
"Yeah, Mr. Parr and I met on a mission." Kim said.
"A mission?" Carol asked.
"Yeah wasn't that the one where Dr. Drakken had gotten a hold of some Baron Von Ruthless' design schematics?" Bob said.
"Yeah, those were the days." Kim said wistfully.
"So, uh…" Kim said looking at her shoes.
"The divorce was finalized three months ago." Bob said plainly.
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that." Kim said.
"Don't be, I'm not. Don't ever get married, Kim." Bob said.
"Seeing as my first boyfriend turned out to be a total slime-ball…. Yeah I don't seeing it happening any time soon." Kim said.
"That's a shame. Need me to talk to him?" Bob asked conspiratorially.
"No, Mr. Parr that won't be necessary." Kim replied.
"Please call me Bob. Mr. Parr is what my ex-wife's lawyer calls me." Bob said plainly. Kim blinked.
"First time being on a first name basis with a grown-up, huh?" Carol asked.
"Yeah." Kim said.
"So what brings you to my door step?" Bob asked.
"Well, I live next door." Kim began.
"Wait, to live over there you'd need to have a super-power." Bob said.
"I do." Kim said simply.
"Cosmic rays, experimental chemicals?" Bob asked growing a little excited.
"Um, accident of genetics, actually." Kim said blushing.
"They just show recently then?" Bob asked.
"Yeah." Kim said.
"Well, what is it?" Bob asked.
"It's kind of embarrassing." Kim said blushing some more.
"Not all powers are fit for public showing, Bob." Carol chided the big man.
"Nothing gross… Here I'll show you." Kim said as a couple of clones slid out.
"Handy for household chores." Carol said.
"You coulda done worse." Bob said plainly.
"Like how?" Kim asked.
"I knew a guy with lacto-kinesis, the mental control of dairy products." Bob replied.
"Okay I see what you mean." Kim said pulling the clones back in.
"That's pretty cool." Bob said.
"Thanks, but the reason why I'm here is to ask you why you seem to hate my housemates." Kim asked.
"Here, come on. Carol we'll be in my study." Bob said leading Kim away.
"Ok, I'll let you know when lunch is ready." She replied.
When they got there Bob shut the door. In his study were relics of a career of super heroism all over the walls and shelves.
"Kim, what would you say if I told you the government had a way to give super powers to just anyone?" Bob asked.
"I'd say that's pretty scary." Kim replied.
"Well it happened. They called it Project Genesis." Bob said taking out a file folder.
"How do you know about it?" Kim asked.
"Come on, you don't get to be a superhero like I was without making friends high up in the government." Bob said.
"Closest I got was Dr. Director." Kim said.
"Yeah she's a charmer." Bob said sarcastically.
"So, Project Genesis?" Kim asked.
"Yeah, so anyway, they found this compound in a meteor and it gave people superpowers. The first test subjects were some kids from Go City when the meteor crashed in their back yard. Sounding familiar yet?" Bob asked.
"Shego." Kim said hand going to her mouth.
"We all knew she was gonna go bad." Bob said sadly.
"So, they tested it on some soldiers. The ones who survived and didn't go completely off the deep end got super powers." Bob said opening the folder to reveal pictures of the test subjects.
"Wait, that's him! That's my dad!" Kim said pointing at one of the pictures.
"So long story short these guys had kids of their own and Project Genesis set to rounding them up. Oh and look who else we have in here." Bob said taking out another picture.
"John Lynch." Kim read out loud.
"It's sad Kim, all I see in that house is scared kids and wasted potential. It's not them I have a problem with it's this Lynch guy. I don't trust him, hell, I don't even like him." Bob said plainly.
"Well, he's my best chance to stay safe through all this. My mom has faith in him." Kim said.
"Ya know something people keep trying to sell me on this whole shades of gray thing." Bob sighed.
"You too huh?" Kim asked.
"Some things in this world are just plain wrong, Kim, listen to your heart. That's the best advice I can give you at being a superhero." Bob said sagely.
"So…keep doing what I'm doing." Kim said.
"Pretty much. Sounds to me your weakness is going to be the boys." Bob said.
"I'm a teenager, it's apparently par for the course pardon the pun." Kim replied.
"So any other questions?" Bob asked.
"You know anything about a super group known as the Deviants?" Kim asked. Bob rummaged through some folders.
"Here we go. They're like your friends over there but well… evil little shitheads." Bob said.
"Anything specific?" Kim asked.
"Typical villain stuff, steal this, destroy that, and apparently they have no problem with killing folks. They're about your age too." Bob said.
"Fun, I may have to fight then at some point in a simulator." Kim said.
"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Bob asked his face darkening.
"That Mr. Lynch is gearing up for a show down? Yeah the thought had crossed my mind." Kim replied.
"The question is for what end?" Bob asked concernedly.
"Ok, logical conclusions; One, self defense if these guys serve Genesis they may want us for that. Two, Lynch has some spooky agenda and my mom's taste in men is no better than mine." Kim said plainly.
"One guy doesn't define your taste in men." Bob said.
"We like musicians." A clone said popping out unbidden.
"That's the embarrassing part." Kim said pulling the clone back in.
"Nothing some control won't fix and that comes with time." Bob said encouragingly.
"Either that or I have clone-tourettes." Kim said glumly.
"If you need a mentor, Kim, I'm willing to help." Bob said.
"I may take you up on that." Kim said gratefully.
"It won't be easy." Bob said.
"Nothing worth doing ever is." Kim said resolutely.
"First thing, you'll need a costume." Bob said.
"I have mission clothes." Kim said plainly.
"Not like what you're gonna need." Bob replied.
"One rule, no spandex." Kim said.
"Done." Bob said.
"Mr. Lynch won't let us leave for longer than a few hours at a time." Kim said.
"Luckily for you someone owes me a favor." Bob grinned as he got on a phone.
Roughly an hour later a short woman was let into the study.
"Alright dahling I'll just need some measurements and we can get started."She said. Kim looked taken aback.
"Don't worry Kim, Edna's a professional." Bob reassured her.
"Ok… wait I can't afford an Edna Mode Original!" Kim exclaimed.
"Don't worry dahling any friend of Robert's get's preferred customer status, and besides it's the least I can do for you getting back those designs from Camille Leon' for me." Edna said busily taking her measurements.
"I thought you looked familiar." Kim replied.
"What do you want it to look like?" Edna asked.
"My old mission clothes." Kim replied.
"Black sweater with olive drab cargo pants, not very flashy." Edna quipped.
"I'm trying to lay low." Kim said.
"As you wish." Edna said.
"Give it the works." Bob said.
"Of course goes without saying, dahling." Edna said. She was so intense Kim got tired just watching her.
"What style of mask will you be wearing?" Edna asked.
"Kim Possible has not and never will wear a mask." Kim said plainly.
"A bold statement, I love it!" Edna exclaimed.
"What do you mean by the works?" Kim asked uneasily.
"Oh the usual tear proof, bullet proof, flame resistant, and machine washable of course." Edna replied.
"I don't know what to say." Kim said. Bonnie would be so jealous.
"Let your heroic acts speak for you, dahling." Edna said.