Author's Note: Before we get to this latest chapter, I just want to thank everyone who's been waiting for Kim vs. Kim to continue for their patience, and also thank Movie-Brat for some much appreciated encouragement they gave me while I was writing.
Bueno Nacho, Middleton
Ron and Rufus sat in a booth in their favorite fast food establishment, Bueno Nacho. After Kim had been taken in by Detective Brown and the Upperton Police Department, Ron had made the appropriate calls; First her parents, then Zita so she could help, then Monique, and then her younger brothers, Jim and Tim. He had tried calling Wade too, but hadn't gotten an answer. Zita had told Ron to head back to Middleton, so he and Rufus took a public bus and hopped off at Middleton's Bueno Nacho so they could drown their worries in hot sauce, cheese, and lemon lime cola. Alas, the pair found that the fast food chain had made some temporary changes to the menu as part of a new theme month.
"Here we go, Rufus…" Ron winced at the food on his tray and gulped nervously. "Time to dig in. Maybe it won't be so bad."
Rufus turned away and bitterly stuck his little tongue out at the huge Union Jack flag hanging over the entrance. The new theme was called 'Viva la England Too!', with the entire menu changed to be what was described as a fusion of British and Mexican cuisine. Ron stared down at the resulting monstrosity; A large 'Hola Govna!' bangers and mash burrito, a plate of 'El Santo Save the Queen' sriracha jellied eels, a side of 'Soho Sombrero' marmite nachos, a side of 'Eastenders' Fiesta' mushy pea filled mini-gorditas, a cup of 'Prawn Cocktail Crisps'-flavored soda, and an extra large 'Thunderbirds Are El Guapo' spotted dick churro for dessert.
"Looks…umm…simply smashing." Ron unconvincingly tried to encourage himself.
He looked around the restaurant. There was a television on one wall showing a promotional video of English actors such as Sir Daniel Day-Lewis, Sir Michael Caine, and Dame Judi Dench all dancing like idiots in ponchos adorned with the royal coat of arms of the United Kingdom in front of a giant kipper and Stinking Bishop-filled quesadilla, which was apparently called the "Big Ben La Grande".
"No way. I'm out. This was a mistake. Not gonna happen." Ron stood up.
He dumped all of his food in the trash and didn't even care that he had already paid for it. On their way to the door, Ron and Rufus passed by Ned, who was weeping on the floor surrounded by crumpled up coupons for half-price 'Delicioso Corgioso' kidney pudding empanadas and 'Juan-y English' jalapeño scouse bowls that he couldn't even manage to give away.
"Don't go, Stoppable! You're the only person to buy a full meal here in the past three days!" Ned bawled. "It isn't my fault! I begged them not to do it!" he pounded his weak fists on the floor.
Ron looked back at Ned sympathetically, but still couldn't bear to stay inside the Bueno Nacho. He walked out with Rufus and sighed, leaning up against a cardboard cutout of the London Eye that had cartoon mariachi bands riding it. Both wondered why they hadn't stopped to question its presence before they had entered.
"You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! God damn you all to hell!" Ned could be heard screaming through the door.
When Ron looked up, he saw a surprising sight. It was Zita's bright yellow Fonda Accordion, which was parking by the side of the road. Ron could tell it was hers because it had a huge purple 'ZITA!' sticker on the door. He rushed over to it with his arms flailing. Just before he got to it, the passenger door swung open and Kim leapt out. Zita was in the driver's seat, poking at the Fearless Ferret bobblehead that Ron had gifted her for her dashboard. The couple embraced in the parking lot.
"Zita got you out!" Ron felt so relieved.
"Yeah! She proved my alibi for the past week!" Kim beamed. "Thanks for calling her, Ron. You should've seen her in action." she glanced back at Zita. "…I'm pretty sure Detective Brown is going to have nightmares about her."
"I'm gonna take your word on that one! I'm just glad that you're alright." Ron smiled.
Rufus jumped onto Kim and hugged her face.
"Yay yay!" cheered the unusual naked mole rat.
"You! Blew! It! Up!" Ned's dismayed screaming could be heard through the door. "Waaaaaaaahhh! Waaahwaaah! Mama! Mama save me!"
Even Zita could hear from the driver's seat. The two women looked at Ron, clearly expecting some kind of explanation.
"Business hasn't been good," Ron said, not wanting to go into detail. "Now's probably not a good time to go in there."
"Nuh uh!" Rufus jumped back into Ron's pocket.
Kim looked over Ron's shoulder and caught a glimpse of Ned ripping up the coupons and tossing the pieces into the air. He danced like he was a teen girl in an Idol anime as they fell down around him, all while still sobbing uncontrollably.
"Yeah…I think you're probably right," Kim flinched. "Let's go. After all this, I need to see my parents and let them know I'm alright."
They walked to Zita's car. Kim got back in the passenger's seat and Ron hopped into the back seat, where Rufus got comfortable in a cup holder. As Zita drove away from the Bueno Nacho, Ron couldn't help but to look back at it through the window. Ned ran out the front door on all fours, with his shirt torn off and one shoe missing. The fast food employee pounced on the cardboard cutout of the London Eye and started to rip it apart with his teeth like he was a crazed coyote. Ron shuddered, thankful that he had opted to leave when he had.
After a short and refreshingly calm drive, the group arrived in the suburbs of Middleton. After being so blindsided by what had happened to her after the fight with Duff Killigan, Kim appreciated the normalcy of it all. From the passenger's seat window she saw house after house, yard after yard, and the occasional person walking down the sidewalk. As much as she loved being in the thick of the action, Kim hoped that nothing crazy would disturb the newfound calm for a while so she could just get to her parents and let them know she was fine.
"Here we are," Zita said.
She parked the car by the sidewalk instead of the driveway since the Possibles' driveway was full. Outside of that, none of them gave the white sports car much notice.
"I have to get back to the office. I'll call once I have some news."
"Thanks, Zita!" Ron hopped out from the back seat.
Kim got out too and waved bye to Zita as she drove off back the way they came. It was only afterwards that the group caught wind that all was not well. For everyone's favorite naked mole rat, this was quite literal, as he gagged upon smelling the air coming from the air coming from the house. It was then that Kim and Ron noticed that the doors weren't simply wide open, but gone altogether.
"Uh oh," Ron paused. "This isn't normal."
"Come on," Kim said, despite a bad feeling washing over her. "We need to find out what happened."
They dashed into the house through the empty doorframe. Before they even had a chance to actively look around, the sounds of moaning drew their attention to the living room, where they met a troubling sight that made Kim feel both equally worried and outraged; Her mother, father, and - most surprisingly- Wade were all tied up to chairs from the dining table and were all in a barely conscious fugue. The three were positioned to face the TV, which displayed silent footage of dead bodies of emaciated animals left to rot away in cramped cages. The animals looked like small, colorful hybrids of different species that would've looked oddly cute if they weren't corpses.
"What the heck?!" Ron didn't know what to think, but could feel his stomach churning.
"Mom! Dad! Wade!" Kim rushed over to try to help. "Who did this to you? What is all this?"
"I can answer that for you…whether you like it or not." a voice identical to Kim's own spoke.
"Who is that?!" Kim snapped, turning her head.
"Ba…b…," Wade struggled to speak in his half asleep state. "Bad…Kim. Bim." he then fell fully unconscious again.
The familiarly faced menace from another world emerged from around a corner that led to another part of the house. Just minutes before they had arrived, she had stripped herself of her strange, militaristic, green and beige garb and put on one of her heroic counterpart's cheerleading uniforms from her days at Middleton High School. As stunned by this turn of events as they were, it took mere seconds for the details to begin to fall into place for Kim and Ron.
"You!" Kim pointed at her. "You're the one who really tried to kill that guy!"
"Camille Leon! It must be!" Ron shouted.
"I don't know who that is," his girlfriend's doppelgänger sneered and crossed her arms. "There is no imposter among us. I'm the genuine article! I! Am! Ki—"
"Bim!" Rufus jumped out of Ron's pants to repeat what Wade had said only moments earlier. "Bim! Bim! Bim!"
"No one calls me Bim! Not ever!" Bim screeched, losing her cool completely.
Bim lunged at Ron with the rabble-axe in tow, but Kim herself intervened and immediately went for a hard punch across the face, as she didn't feel like toying around now that the others were being threatened. The force of the punch managed to knock Bim to the floor.
"That felt really weird!" Kim remarked, puzzled with how it almost felt like punching a mirror.
"Thanks! …If she's not Camille, could this be a clone again?" Ron asked.
Kim simply shrugged before hearing a loud, angry growl. It was Bim, who leapt back up and lunged at Kim with the rabble-axe. With every swing of rage, Kim ducked or leapt out of the way.
"Ron!" Kim shouted. "Free Wade and my parents!"
"You got it, KP!" Ron replied.
"Do what you will! It makes no difference so long as I win!" Bim shouted.
She pressed an easy to miss button on the handle of the rabble-axe and another, smaller weapon dropped out of it. It was a vaguely screwdriver-shaped device that fired a laser while it fell downward to the carpet Neville. Ron screamed as he ducked out of the way and it instead struck the TV, setting it ablaze.
"What the—?!" Kim exclaimed in surprise.
"An emergency 'scorchdriver'!" Bim exclaimed with a hint of sadistic glee. "The engineers almost made it a sonic blast cannon, but it didn't work out."
"At least the dead animals are gone." Kim said, as it dawned on her that this newest enemy must've put it on just to disturb them.
"Those freakish little beasts deserved their fate." Bim hissed.
Ron felt disturbed seeing someone who looked and sounded like the Kim he knew doing and saying such heinous things, but didn't allow himself to forget to help. He grabbed the backs of the three chairs and dragged Kim's parents and Wade behind the couch as quickly as he could manage.
"You're one to talk," Kim crushed the scorchdriver under the heel of her boot. "Wherever you came from, I'm stopping you. First by making sure you don't set anything else on fire."
In response, Bim suddenly sprang towards her good counterpart and struck her across the face with a roundhouse kick. Kim fell backward, but caught herself and quickly recovered. Angered by this, Bim went on the immediate offense and she swung the rabble-axe at Kim. Much like before, Kim dodged each and every attempted strike from the blade, whether it was aimed at her arms, torso, or legs. This, naturally, caused damage to the parts of the house around them. A small of the ceiling broke off and fell between the doubles, causing Kim to trip and fall backwards while it landed on top of Bim's right foot.
"Shit!" she screamed in pain, dropping the rabble-axe.
"I got her!" Ron exclaimed.
He leapt onto Bim and wrapped his arms around her neck, which gave Kim just enough time to pull herself back up.
"Okay, I was wrong before," she said while seeing her partner and her double grappling with each other. "This is what feels very weird," she then lowered her voice so no one could hear her add "But kinda sorta hot."
Bim threw Ron onto the floor in retaliation and pressed her left foot down on his chest. She flashed an intense look at Kim.
"You're the one I'm after, not him," she told Kim.
She gestured at her parents and Wade still tied up to the chairs behind the couch. Rufus was there, desperately trying to spur them awake with little to show for it.
"Not even them. They were mere bait, girl," Bim continued and let out a tired sigh. "…This can all end by surrendering and coming with me. I'll kill you quickly and return from whence I came. They'll never see our shared face again."
"No," Kim stepped forward. "I would never accept that deal. You can't get away with what you did to my family and friends. Or to Vince LaSalle's friend."
"Is that all the public in this world knows its native Detweiler for?" Bim asked, her tone genuine. "I'll admit, that does make it more difficult to see him as any kind of threat. Still, a mission is a mission."
She pressed her foot down harder.
"KP!" Ron gasped in pain. "Help!"
Kim punched Bim directly in the face, causing her to take her foot off Ron and return to trading blows with Kim. Rufus started to scamper over to comfort Ron, but then noticed the rabble-axe. The naked mole rat shot Ron a look, who looked back and smiled, showing his little companion that he'd be okay. Rufus then grabbed the weapon by its chain with his teeth and dragged it away while Kim and Bim fought, unaware of him being so close to their feet. When the latter dived onto the floor to try to grab it, neither it nor Rufus were anywhere to be seen.
"Where the devil is my rabble-axe?!" she shouted while looking around. "Blast it! It must've been kicked aside by accident!"
While her evil doppelgänger was momentarily busy, Kim and Ron ran over to behind the couch and untied the Drs. Possible and Wade. The three were still barely conscious at best, but they'd at least be able to stand up and walk when they came to. Realizing what was happening, Bim grabbed the closest thing she could find; a black umbrella that had been in the living room, tucked away. She charged at Kim and Ron, holding the umbrella with its handle forward like a spear.
"Something something 'Rain On Your Parade' pun!" she shouted.
Kim caught the umbrella and yanked it out of Bim's hands. She tossed it aside and Ron caught it.
"Of all the things to attack someone with, she chose this?" he muttered to himself.
"We're not done yet!" Bim snarled.
She started scanning the room for another makeshift weapon.
"Yo, Evil Twin!" Ron shouted. "Why not use this again?"
"Huh?" Bim confusedly turned around and saw that Ron had run up to her with the umbrella.
Not wanting to give his girlfriend's double the chance to react, Ron did the first thing that popped into his brain; He thrusted the end tip of the umbrella up her nostril with great force. The utterly baffled look on Kim's face said it all and then some. Even he would never be sure why he did that instead of simply trying to whack her with it.
"You loon!" Bim screamed in anger. "Why would you—?!"
She pushed him down surprisingly lightly and pulled the umbrella out in a hurry, that concerning her more than him. A small stream of bright red blood began to trickle out from her now broken nose. With an animalistic angry snarl, Bim broke the umbrella over her knee.
"My nose!" she wiped some of the blood off on her forearm.
Kim dashed over to Ron and pulled him to his feet by his wrist.
"Ron, what were you thinking?" Kim asked.
"I…err…" Ron rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not sure why I did that. You should probably take advantage of it though."
Kim nodded, acknowledging that he had a point, even as she made a mental note to not bring up umbrellas for a while. She then kicked her evil doppelganger while she was still distracted by her bloody nose. Bim went flying over the couch and landed face up on the coffee table. Its stubby wooden legs broke under her weight.
"Give it up!" Kim walked over and looked down at her. "I'm not going to let you hurt me and my friends and family, so stop even trying."
Bim let out an angry scream, but didn't try to get up.
"I shouldn't have deviated from my grand leader's will. I should've stuck to the mission he gave me," the twisted, alternate Kim Possible admonished herself. "I thought that if his other self had to die, then I should get the chance to do the same to you. Something for me. Yet it wasn't to be…"
Kim knelt down and looked at her.
"…Everything I do is always for him. Always for President Detweiler! And I was content with this, as long as I could believe myself to be the best Kim Possible! I…I guess learning that another me who doesn't exist only to enact his will unnerved me in a—"
"Wait, what?! There's another version of the man you tried to murder?" Kim questioned her. "One who you work for?"
Bim knew that it was not in her best interest to spill the beans like this, but doing so felt like the only brief escape she had from the less than satisfactory results of her decisions.
"Yes," Bim nodded. "On my world, I am a special agent who works directly for the President of the United States, Theodore J. Detweiler. He is the living apex of the virtues of strict conformity, merciless punishment, and right-minded misanthropy."
"I'm no political genius, but that sounds like a terrible guy to have in charge," Ron commented from over near Kim's parents and Wade. "Wait…where's Rufus?"
"But the version who lives in this reality? He's nothing like him, and it drives him insane," Bim continued. "So he tasked me with ending his life, so he could have peace of mind and focus on crushing the freaks who oppose his regime."
"So you're, like, from a parallel universe then? That would explain a lot, actually." Kim said.
"The existence of the Multiverse doesn't shock you? You're not skeptical?" Bim started to sit up, mostly in the vain hope that she'd see her rabble-axe somewhere, still unaware that Rufus had left with it.
"I've traveled through time using a magic stone monkey, seen my old high school teacher and my boyfriend's pet get fused together, helped a girl in Hawaii save her blue alien best friend, got catfished by a hunky robot full of green goop, saw a literal baby fight a different magic monkey, fought alien invaders and met a guy who can morph into flying dragon," Kim couldn't help but crack a half smile. "So, yeah, I can buy it."
Bim then laughed, to even her own surprise. It was a sudden and fleeting moment, but it happened nonetheless. It wasn't even a sinister sort of laughter. It instead sounded mirthless.
"If you think this means I'm going to let you lock me away, then think again," Bim finally stood up and started brushing off Kim's old cheerleading uniform. "I'm going to make my leave. For the sake of both our egos, let's consider this a draw."
"Now wait just a sec!" Kim pointed at her. "Look, I'm happy to stop beating the tar out of each other, but I still have to—"
"Hey!" a familiar voice came from the doorway.
The conversation screeched to a halt. The two Kim Possibles and Ron immediately turned to see who it was who had just appeared. She was a tan skinned, teal eyed brunette with long, slightly messy locks and a curvy, slender build. She was dressed in a cross wrap crop top, cutoff shorts, and knee high sandals.
"Bonnie?!" the three all blurted out at once.
Kim's old school rival looked at the sight before her in surprise; The wreckage in the room like the still flaming television and the broken coffee table, the unconscious Possibles and Wade next to Ron, the broken, blood stained umbrella on the floor, and, of understandably, the sight of two different versions of Kims, one with short hair and in the old cheerleader outfit.
"I don't know what I was expecting when I heard you had gotten arrested, but this was so not it!" Bonnie exclaimed, throwing up her hands while walking into the living room. "What is going on here?!"
"That's what we want to know!" Kim replied and motioned at Bim with her head. "I was actually getting answers out of her before you barged in."
"It's not like I could knock when the door isn't even there!" Bonnie crossed her arms.
"That's honestly a valid point." Ron shrugged.
"Who cares?! I am so not getting dragged into another stupid clone plot that some crazy bad guy cooked up! Once was more than enough, got it?" Bonnie started to show herself out. "I can live with not knowing what your folks thought about it, Kim! I'm out! Sooo…Bye, I guess? Thank gawd we aren't in school anymore…"
Bim managed to slip away past the distracted Kim and got in Bonnie's way.
"Let me get a better look at you," she looked Bonnie over. "Mmmhmm! The Rockwaller back home would be proud. Maybe even jealous!"
Bonnie raised an eyebrow at this, understandably confused.
"Don't even think about trying to escape!" Kim rushed up.
"I sure hope you mean her," Bonnie said. "Because Junior and I were going to—"
"You cannot keep me in this universe!" Bim retorted.
An increasingly nervous and irritated Bonnie punched Bim right in her exposed stomach and made a break for the door.
"I don't want to be a part of this!" she shouted as she ran.
Suddenly, a flash of light emitted from the door frame. It was being shot out from the advanced vehicle disguised as a white sports car that Bim traveled in. The doorway became overtaken by the light and it was Bim who realized what was happening.
"I've wasted too much time! President Detweiler's scientists are reactivating the portal!" she gasped.
Everything and everyone began to be pulled closer to the light. Bonnie shrieked, as did Ron. Since the latter was the furthest away, it wasn't as strong and he grabbed Wade to drag him away. Kim saw and tried to go do the same for her mother and father, but she could feel her feet lifting off the ground as the still forming portal kept pulling in everything it could.
"Ron!" Kim cried out. "It's too stro—Oof!"
Her body had collided into Bonnie's. Before either of them knew how, their limbs got tangled up in each other's. As they hurtled through the air toward the light filled doorframe, Bim ducked out of the way. She was in survival mode. She wouldn't let herself return to her home universe as a complete failure. Seeing that the couch wasn't hovering off the ground like the other items in the living room were beginning to, she used all of her strength to get to its arm and grip onto it. Her grip was so hard that her fingers went through the fabric and cushioning and onto the inner frame.
"Someone help!" Bonnie's voice echoed.
Ron wanted to try and do something, but his arms were full. He could feel the pull getting stronger. If he took even a step closer, he and the others would be sucked in for sure.
"Ron!" Kim cried out again.
He watched helplessly as Kim and Bonnie vanished into the fully formed portal of light. There was a horrible, thunderous boom and he was blown back against a wall, along with the Drs. Possible and several items like the chairs. Broken furniture, even more chunks of plaster from the ceiling, and trinkets scattered everywhere and it all became a blur.
"KP…" Ron groaned.
His head was spinning. It was all going so quick. He saw a flash of his Kim's dangerous double running. Then another of Rufus looking over him, having returned from wherever he had gone too. He blacked out on the floor. He could've sworn that the pattern on it changed to become zigzags. The portal was gone, but there was a voice that echoed in his head. An otherworldly voice with a peculiar cadence unlike anything he had ever heard;
"welcomE, traveling monkeY boY. havE a seat. let'S rock!"
Earth-051542
The Wreckage of Third Street School
Kim and Bonnie fell out of the portal of light and slammed onto the dusty old floor of a long abandoned cafeteria. The two slowly pulled themselves up and saw that they weren't alone. The place was full of workers in black hazmat suits who were either seated at computers on top of old lunch tables or flanking a visibly irritated President Detweiler and his head scientist, the tall and lanky individual who wore a teal blue hazmat suit. Behind Kim and Bonnie was a large septagonal metal archway covered with pulsating lines of light and masses of multicolored wires under glass panels.
"What the…?! Where are we?! What's going on?!" Bonnie started to panic.
"Crud," Kim said, recalling Bim's words from before they were sucked in. "This must be where the other me is from."
This was enough for everyone in the cafeteria-turned-installation to realize that the Kim Possible standing before them wasn't the same one who they had sent in.
"Holy Hurricane! Natives of the parallel universe!" the head scientist stepped forward and marveled at the two. "Oh the things we may learn from you!"
President Detweiler grabbed the head scientist from the back of their suit and pushed them to the floor.
"Don't try to spin this as a positive, you bunch of screwups! This whomps!" he shouted at them and all the other workers. "You geeks were supposed to bring back our universe's Miss Possible, not some other version of her! That was the one we needed back to stop those freaks outside!"
Without warning, a large motorhome covered with additional metal plating and monster truck-like wheels smashed through the large windows of the room, sending tiny bits of glass flying all over. President Detweiler and his scientists scattered and ducked, and Kim shielded Bonnie, who was understandably screaming at this turn of events. The abruptly appearing vehicle landed much more safely than one would expect, with a soft thud on the floor and no one being struck.
"Suffering Surfboards!" the head scientist looked on in shock. "I knew the subversives were approaching, but I didn't think they'd actually breach the building.
"I think I may have wasted that 'Whomps' earlier." President Detweiler fumed with anger.
Kim heard the two and it dawned on her that these could be allies. Given the craziness of this situation, she had no idea who to expect these enemies of Detweiler's own evil alternate self to be. Nor could she be certain that they would believe that she wasn't Bim, who was this world's Kim Possible.
"What's going on?" Bonnie hid behind Kim.
"I think we're gonna have to adapt to whatever this place throws at us, Bonnie," Kim took a fighting stance, just to be prepared. "I'm sorry you got dragged into this. I'm sorry any of us have."
"Call in the troops!" President Detweiler snarled at his men. "And get me the heck out of here!"
The back door to the motorhome flung open.
"That ain't gonna happen, you tyrant! Today's the day we finally take you down! Seriously!" a voice that sounded familiar to Kim declared.
Three individuals jumped out of the armored motorhome. Kim's eyes widened when she saw their appearances; Leading the charge was a huge muscular man wearing a faded denim mechanic's jumpsuit with a stylized 'M' patch stitched to the shoulder. He had dirty blond hair pulled back in a small ponytail and large, well kept sideburns. He also had a backpack loaded with gear, with items such as wrench heads poking out. To his right was a humanoid with monstrous amphibious features, such as scaly teal skin and webbed hands, along with some smudgy pale orange markings. He wore dark goggles over his eyes and black swim trunk-like shorts with a belt pouch. To his left was a young woman with cornflower blue hair worn in a spiky long side undercut, unnaturally golden yellow eyes, a very small metal screw head on her upper lip, and 'BB' emblazoned in metallic letters on her exposed temple like a tattoo. She wore a simple, but flattering soft pink tracksuit with thin black trimming.
"Roll call!" the mechanic boomed and pointed at himself with his thumb. "Ed Lipsky, AKA Motorman!"
"Call me Camp Wannaweep's mascot and see what happens," the amphibious being curled his webbed, four fingered hands into fists. "The name's Gil, Gil the Lake Mutant!"
"Designation: BB. Pronounced B2," the female spoke with a cold robotic voice before giggling for a second and flashing a big bright smile. "But, like, you can call me either. Or even, like, just B if that's easier."
Kim would've been willing to believe it if it hadn't been for her encounter with Bim. Standing before her were heroic versions of her old foes; a somewhat more put together Motor Ed, a still mutated but less grotesque Gill, and even what appeared to be a singular take on Dr. Drakken's old killer Bebe robots.
"They're the good guys here? Of all people…" Kim said under her breath.
"Freaky." Bonnie whispered to herself.
Several of President Detweiler's scientists ran up to him and formed a perimeter around him and the head scientist, solely because they knew that they'd be punished if they didn't try to defend the despot who controlled their very lives.
"I meant it! Seriously! It's time for you to face Justice for every crime you've committed, Detwei…" Motorman noticed Kim staring at him and his team and turned to her. "Ummm…Red? Is that you? You look a little different than the little lady I'm used to rumbling with."
"That's because I'm not your world's Kim Possible, if you can believe it." Kim tried to explain, hoping it'd work.
"Forgive me if I'm skeptical given all the times you've tried to gut me like a fish," Gil the Lake Mutant scoffed. "This is just a distraction."
"Wait. I think she's being honest. Look!" BB pointed at the deactivated portal archway. "A Multiversal Travel Archway! I knew it was real!"
"Good thing we got here when we did then!" Motorman turned back around.
All of them looked to see that President Detweiler had been watching them from behind his wall of hazmat suit clad employees. He had been fuming to himself that his soldiers and security guards had yet to storm into the school. It was only at the moment he saw the confident looks on the faces of Motorman, the Lake Mutant, and the gynoid BB that he realized that they must've already incapacitated them.
"Enough talk!" Gil readied himself for a fight. "Because we're the best hope this country has left!"
Kim couldn't help shaking her head at it all. Despite her earlier statement to her own alternate send, she had to admit she would've doubted this could ever be a real universe if she wasn't seeing it and hearing it for herself. She wondered if Ron would ever buy that Gill's counterpart was a hero.
"…Seriously?" Kim asked.
"Yup," Motorman nodded down at her. "Seriously."
From the beginning, I always intended for good versions of Kim Possible bad guys to be a part of this story. Same with Bonnie being brought in, which will pay off in a way I think everyone will find pretty surprising. Next time will see not only a battle, but also some shocking additions to the Infinity Crisis Multiverse's growing collection of cosmic beings. Not sure when that'll be, but I promise it'll be quite an experience.
Some Notes:
- Before anyone calls out the butchered mix of Spanish along with British things in Bueno Nacho, I did that intentionally. It's supposed to be a very, very poorly thought out gimmick menu made by a fast food marketing team who have no clue what they're doing, so of course the names are cringeworthy.
- Also, I thought it'd be nice and overdramatic to include the famous Planet of the Apes quote for a comedic scene.
- The "Fonda Accordion" bit is silly, but Kim Possible often had fake brands in it that were meant as stand-ins for real ones (Club Banana instead of Banana Republic, for example), so I was just trying to emulate that.
- Having a screwdriver based weapon in Bim's arsenal was Movie-Brat's idea. As you could probably gleam from their own stories, Movie-Brat is a massive Doctor Who fan and, as such, loves to fit in references to it whenever possible. But the reference is pretty low key in the final version, since I'm not as attached to the franchise. I had fun with it in His Hazelnut Heart, but I'm more than happy to leave the Doctor be and just see what Movie-Brat and Batguy do with them.
- The hybrid creatures on the TV are creations of the alternate, good DNAmy. Some were captured by the government and...well, the results weren't pretty.
- I briefly considered ending the chapter with Kim and Bonnie right after sucked into the portal just so I could post this sooner, but Movie-Brat convinced be that it would be worth the wait if it meant including the introduction of the resistance on Earth-051542. Since his was the original plan anyway and I really wanted to include my take on the hero versions of Bebe, Gill, and Motor Ed.
- BB's name having the option to be be pronounced as "B2" is a tiny reference to C.C. from Code Geass.
- Gil the Lake Mutant being more teal than green and wearing goggles was Movie-Brat's suggestion, inspired by the version of Abe Sapien in Guillermo del Toro's Hellboy movies. I had already considered making this Gil orange beforehand as well, so I added that too.
Thanks for reading. Feedback is always appreciated...Especially now that now won't show my view counts. I'm serious. Ever since I posted Backgrounds Vol. 1, the site tells me I have zero views on everything, even when people comment and add them to their favorites, including my old stuff. Sorry, I didn't mean to go on a tangent there, but it's irksome. Again, thanks for giving this a click and I hope you liked it.
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