Writing a another chapter cause I have nothing to do.. HURRAY! Anyway, enjoy this next chapter. I worked really hard on this story, and I've had this idea for almost year. Tell me your opinion in the review I EXPEXT on getting. ENJOYYYYYY
The day went by real quick for Kim. Lots of stares from other people, more autographs, but that was it. Kim stared at the new apartment she was staying at. Suddenly, her Kimmunicator went off. She picked it up. "What's the sitch, Wade?" she asked, saying her famous catchphrase.
"Okay, for the mission, you need the best of the best equipment. I'll need you to go pick the equipment up at the address I'm sending you right now." He explained to the redheaded crime fighter.
"Got it. Do you have a name?" Kim asked. "Yeah. These guys hake the best stuff in town. They're called Fenton Works." He said. Fenton. Why does that sound familiar? Kim thought to herself. She shrugged it off. She turned off her Kimmunicator, and went into her car.
When she drove to the address, the house wasn't hard to miss. There was a huge sign with the words Fenton Works lighting up. She parked a street away, and knocked on the door.
Danny stared at his homework. What was this? He sighed, throwing it in his backpack. He'd do it later. There was a knock on the door. He ran downstairs. Expecting Sam or Tucker, he saw a person he never thought he'd ever see at his door. Red hair. Emerald eyes. He blinked. "Kim?"
Kim stood there, astonished. Fenton Works. Danny Fenton. It was all making sense now... "H-hey Danny..." She stuttered. This was embarrassing. She scratched her head. "I'm here to um.." Before she could answer, and tall man pushed his way to the door. "Kim Possible! Here to pick up the equipment, I assume?"
Kim's eyes went from Danny, to the large middle-aged man. "Yeah, Mr. Fenton, right?" she asked. Duh. He let out a hand. "Just call me Jack." He laughed. Awkwardly, she shook his hand. "Alright...Jack." She said, smiling sheepishly. To destroy the awkwardness, Danny decided to say something. "Come in."
Walking to the basement, Kim gasped at what she was seeing. Weapons, blue prints, and a huge looking portal thing. "Woah." she accidentely said out loud. Danny snickered. "Kind of weird, right?" He asked. Kim felt her cheeks getting red. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" She asked, embarrassed. Danny grinned sheepishly.
When they got to the end of the stairway, a brunette women with goggles and a blue jumpsuit hammered at a new weapon. Suddenly, a large beam blasted from it, just a few inches away from Kim's head. Thanks to great reflexes, she dodged it just in time. Danny yelped, ducking his head. Kim grinned. "Does things like that always happen?" she asked. Danny laughed nervously. "Second time this week!"
The woman turned around, giving a welcoming smile. "Kim Possible! Nice meeting you! Just finished a new invention the Fenton Fetcher 200!" Danny scratched his head. "Yeah, Mom. We saw that when you almost blasted my head off." Kim snickered.
Maddie Fenton dusted off the invention. "It may have a few bugs, but I can fix it up in no time!" She muttered, polishing the equipment. She grabbed a bag full of weapons, handing it to Kim. Woah. Danny's eyes widened. "You're gonna use all of that?"He asked. Kim was stunned. "Even I didn't know I was using this stuff..." she muttered to the halfa.
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"Thanks for everything, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton. I really appreciate it. Is there anything I can do?" Kim asked. "Well..." Maddie started to say. Danny bit back a groan. "You could stay for dinner!" Jack suggested. "What!?" Danny blurted by accident. "Well... I might." Kim started to say. She glanced at Danny, "Is it okay with you?" she asked him. "Umm.." he muttered. Kim Possible? Staying for dinner at his house. He forced a smile. "Sure, why not?"
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