And here we are again. Now since I'm about halfway through chapter 97 at the moment I am pretty certain that I am going to be able to finish this in chapter 98. From there I plan to write 5 chapters of book 3 and will then finish another tale that I started…lemme check the name of that one…..oh yeah, 'Specter of Justice' it starts out nice enough and then goes right in the toilet so the anti-Kim and Ron crowd will just love it. I have 17 chapters of that written and I am not sure of how many it will go, but it wouldn't surprise me to have about 60. It will have action, some romance and maybe a little angst. So, it will be a normal Sentinel tale.
Just to let you know this has no blood or gore so ease off on the meds.
This chapter was betaed by CajunBear73 with Jimmy taking a little breather. So I want to thank everyone who has read, faved, alerted, followed and or reviewed up to now. Now let's get to some of them reviews: CB73, Kim's Kimness is always troubling CB, yes at this point she does kinda resemble her sophomore Kim. And with a lot of FBI cases I ask 'what can go wrong'?; Jimmy1201, yes I promised no blood and no gore. Ron's plan is moving forward and what I said about the FBI can go double for our reluctant hero. Barkin will get smacked I promise….in a few more days I will have 97 in the can.
And a big thanks to both the betas.
So, lets get this show on the road,
ST-103
The Hunter: Book Two
Chapter 45
Middleton, Colorado:
"Great, so Sarge Barkin is pissed at me again?", Ron muttered over his team unit with Wade as he took the airport shuttle to his mom's car, "Not that I really care, anyway who is this Fed guy I'm supposed to speak with again?"
"Well Ron since you made decent time and you don't care what the vice-principal wants to do with you, why don't you head over to the space center. Doctor Possible is meeting with those guys in a few minutes.", the genius responded, "I will call Doctor Possible and let them know that you are coming in so you can speed through security."
"Thanks Wade, you're one of the guys I can count on."
'And you're one of the guys who gets shit on by everyone Ron.', Wade thought as he dialed up James Possible's cell phone.
X
An hour later, Middleton Space Center:
Ron walked into the office of Doctor Possible and raised his hand, "Hey Mister Doctor P, Wade suggested I sit in on this conversation since it's about me. And hey, he thought I should meet the G-men who have been asking questions."
"Sure Ronald, I hope you understand that Mister Barkin is threatening to suspend you from school.", the rocket scientist warned our favorite hero.
"Let him, I'm sick and tired of his BS anyway, it will get me started on my career choice full time.", Ron snarked back because he was about out of fucks to give.
James smirked and motioned for Ron to sit down while the two other men remained standing. The rocket scientist then suggested, "Why not go into conference room three, lunch is served."
The blond teen paled, "Not Jell-O® surprise, is it?"
"No, I was promised it will be edible this time although there are no rocket boosters cookies.", James grinned then continued, "And what have I told you to call me, Ronald?"
Sigh, "I get it James.", Ron rose from the chair as his second Father walked away, "The Wadester has already clued me in that Barkin wants to crucify me. Let's go, I would like to see Sis and need to pick her up from the nursery before she screws that place up beyond repair."
In three minutes, they were in a very secure room with a rectangular table in the middle of it. "May I see your IDs now gentlemen?", Dr Possible inquired.
Special Agent Simon Ribbots and Special Agent Paul Torcher handed over their credentials for inspection. James scanned over both since he had seen 'real' FBI badges before and handed them back. "Let's sit down after getting a bite to eat."
Ron didn't wait and headed over to a side table and grabbed a plate and began to pile it on. When he had the platter so full that it wouldn't hold anymore without something spilling off, the blond teen took his plate and went over to one end of the table and set it down and sat in a chair.
Agent Torcher asked James Possible, "Does that kid always act like a glutton?"
Ron Stoppable had very good hearing and before he dug in he pointed his finger and answered, "I just got back from Laos about an hour ago and didn't get anything to eat for the better part of a day and Doc Possible here can tell you that last fall I walked most the way across the damned state of Colorado in a blizzard. On foot…through the mountains; I said walked, didn't I? Oh, I did, with only a couple handfuls of trail mix and some beef jerky and slush for water to get me through, try doing that then you can lecture me about overeating. Considering I get shit on all the time, I eat when I can."
After he took a bite, the sidekick suggested, "Needs tarragon."
"Huh?", Agent Ribbots asked.
James Possible replied as he explained, "Ronald is an up-and-coming published chef, if he says some food item needs something to be better you might want to listen."
The blond teen countered, "You are officially not a chef until you get that paper in your hand and I don't plan on getting that for about twenty years."
Finally, the others got their food and sat down.
Agent Torcher started, "Mister Stoppable…"
"Mister Stoppable was my dad, call me Ron, or Stumpable or loser, or sidekick or buffoon or…whatever.", the teen didn't bother to stop eating.
Torcher sighed, "Are you aware that Colorado State is recruiting you to play football?"
"If they were recruiting me, they woulda said something to me by now ya know. I'll expect that offer when I get another kick in the 'nads.", our hero shot back.
The FBI Agent continued, "Well they are, but we have heard that some people here in Middleton are going to stop that recruitment by dubious means."
Ron shrugged, "I've heard stories about stuff like that, but all I know is that they are stories…"
Ribbots cut in, "You have noticed there were other players, seemingly much older than teenaged boys, playing football, haven't you?"
"Yeah, but some sophomores look older than me so there's that. Guys playing with full beards and being bigger than some college players did get my attention.", Ron pointed out.
"You were picked on for three years by members of the athletic teams and members of the staff, have you not?"
"Yeah, go ahead and bring that up, but you forgot the 'D' hall bullies…What do you need, Barkin is gonna toss the book at me for not getting back to school on time. Anyway, I don't need all my inadequacies brought up here.", Ron growled.
"We have been told that you were put in advanced classes that you did not have the prerequisites for so that you would fail…"
"Huh? Why…wellll that explains a lot."
"Ronald?", James asked.
"Yeah…uh…James."
"That might have come from me from last summer…or at least the idea of it…when I hated you for dating Kimmie, before my stroke. I wanted to keep you separate from her."
The teen shrugged, "We got over that. Anyway, Kim and I aren't that way anymore. You're free of having my DNA mixed with yours."
"Ronald, I would be proud for you to marry into my family, you have been part of my family for years…"
"Thanks Sir, but I am just going to be a friend of the family from now on. Listen, Kim looks like she's happier than she's ever been, and I want it to stay that way. She has Eric and…well she deserves happiness I don't care what she's done to me…, Ron paused to stare at the G-men, "Now what do these guys really want? If I sound leery it's because I am. In my school there are haves and have nots, I'm a have not from the other side of the tracks and when people are nice to me that just sets off warning bells in my head."
"As we have explained, CSU is going to offer you an athletic scholarship very soon. Middleton High, or someone connected with them, wants to hold you back in high school…we want you to record this and let it happen…"
Ron muttered, "It sounds like entrapment, all of us here could end up in jail…"
Ribbots knew where this was going and interrupted the teen, "It's an official investigation by the FBI into corruption and we need your help…"
"Crud, I don't wanna play football…in high school OR college. I just want to fade into the background with my sister and live in Lowerton."
"We understand, but someone threatened to kill your sister if you…"
The teen's eyes narrowed dangerously as his eyes began to glow blue, "Say that again asshole.", his voice low and dangerous.
Ribbots responded, "Someone has threatened your sister's life if you refuse to play for Middleton."
"WHO said that?", Ron growled out.
"We cannot reveal that."
"You know my mom was murdered a few months ago and Dad died in the hospital on the table. Just point me at that person and you won't have to worry about housing him behind bars.", Ron promised, somewhat scaring the famous rocket scientist, "I don't care if they throw the book at me, that person is a walking dead man."
Agent Torcher said, "Just calm down, if they want to force you to play at Middleton again…do it but wear a wire so we can get it all down so we can prosecute them. You are seventeen, right Ron?"
"Yeah."
"Can you prove it?"
The blond teen pulled his passport out of his pocket and handed it over and stated, "A passport is one of the official IDs you can have in this country. You have to have other identification to get them, this is my third one because my first was all the way filled out and the second one kinda got destroyed on that Dementor mission last summer when I got caught in a fireball (AN…. it was chapter 2 of book 1). The state department was real cool getting me a new one since I needed it to go to Japan for that exchange doohickey a week later. Anywho, I turn eighteen this summer."
"You understand they can't make you go to high school after you turn eighteen.", the agent told Ron.
"Yeah, I can go if I want, but I think I wouldn't be eligible to play sports after I turn nineteen…so."
"And your grades are passing?", Ribbots inquired.
"Yeah, anyway CSU couldn't recruit me if I was flunking out, so they wouldn't want their programs put on probation or anything because of me, but Barkin says my grades aren't up to snuff anyway…"
"And they are?"
Ron's eyes narrowed (they had already stopped glowing), "It doesn't matter to a cook."
Ribbots added, "We feel that they are corruptly going to force you to stay at Middleton High."
Ron now threw his head back and laughed, "I'm moving to Lowerton. How the hell are they gonna make me play in Middleton, even if I was eligible, if I was living in Lowerton?"
Ribbots answered, "By threatening your sister and making a deal with the Lowerton football coach. Do you see why we need your help; this stuff is going on all over the state and it needs to end."
"Hold it…I know Brick Flagg and a few others played more than four years. Are you trying to say there is something illegal going on here?", Ron asked.
Ribbots smirked, "How many guys can get that big before getting out of high school…Use your brain, kid."
Ron thought then turned pale, "Tank and Curt were older…"
"And someone murdered your friend, someone, maybe the same person also murdered your mom…We don't know, but they could be connected."
"Shit.", the former mascot gritted his teeth, "Not only my Sis, but my friends could be in danger."
"You don't worry about yourself, Son?"
"I've already run outta my luck with all Kim's missions, I figure I'll zig once when I shoulda zagged and it will be the end of Rondo.", Ron explained, "If I keep the missions up long enough they'll put a nine millimeter in the back of my head and plant me in a shallow grave somewhere even if they bother. As long as no one else gets whacked I guess it's even though. You guys heard about the nuclear-powered train that went stupid last fall?"
Ribbots nodded as Ron clued him in, "Guess who shut it down?"
"Kim Poss…you?", the FBI asked.
Ron Stoppable grinned evilly, "Me and my trusty axe. When I cut all the way through the pipe there was an explosion, so don't think that I'm not crazy enough to snuff someone out who goes after what's left of my family and friends. Now how do you want to handle this sting if they try to make me stay?"
Ribbots' grin matched the blond teen's, "Okay, first Colorado State knows all about this and they are in which means that eventually you will get an education there even if you get injured they and we will find it. The school's representatives are going to show up this week and make a big deal about signing you to play football for them."
"Okay, what then?", Ron inquired.
"If the people here are going to try and force you to stay then they have to make a move pretty fast. I expect your grades will be all screwed up and so will your birth records. Then they will contact you. We already have official records from the school so we will know….you are the bait."
Ron looked over at James and told him, "Keep Kim outta this and I'll do it. And no mention of it to her squeeze, either I don't trust that SOB she's dating. Is that what you want?"
Agent Torcher smiled, "We can set you up with a wire…"
Ron raised a finger pulled out his Kimmunicator and pushed the connect button, "Hey Ron, is your meeting over?"
"Yeah about, I need a covert wire. Think you can set me up?"
"Yeah, I can get you one by tomorrow, but if it's going to be a covert one, I have to implant it and I know how much you like my wade bots cutting into your neck. Want to tell Kim about this? All this kind of stuff is supposed to go through her."
Ron frowned, "No Kim on this one, this is a Federal operation and I think you're gonna get deputized. Anyway, Doctor Possible is here so he has his family covered. James, do you want to talk with Wade about this?"
James Possible said, "Wade, Kimmie has no need to know therefore she needs to stay out of the loop on this one."
Ron grinned, "My thoughts too, and no damned Eric either, which is another good reason that she's not included. I don't want anyone who is either not on this call or in this room to know about what we are trying to pull off."
Agent Ribbots shook his head, "Our supervisor has to be in the loop, that is nonnegotiable."
"Why?", the teen inquired.
"Security procedures. This is standard, to make sure we do everything right. If any data gets shared all the names will be redacted.", Agent Torcher informed them.
Ron asked, "Redacted?"
James clarified for Ron, "Blacked out. This happens when reports are made on the investigation to make sure that proper procedures are kept."
"Okay, I guess I can see the reason for that…we might want to include Global Justice as well."
Agent Ribbots frowned, "They are not a United States law enforcement agency…"
"I work for them, with Kim. They can keep things very secret if you ask Betts, and since they monitor me, they are going to notice unusual activity. They can also help to keep the investigation quiet too since they are a mostly secret organization.", Ron said.
Ribbots replied, "We could work with them as long as they don't wear those gawd awful coveralls that they usually wear, but we have to get the okay to include them."
"Thanks, because between Wade and them I think they have most of Middleton wired for sound already.", Ron snorted.
Wade's voice seemed to chuckle, "I try, but you know we are due from Kim's enemies to work on another take over the world attempt Ron. It's been too quiet, maybe with the word getting out about you killing those two robbers they might decide to lay low for a while."
"Sure Wade, Dementor has never been intimidated…by anyone. He wants to turn this world inside out and he comes up with shit to do it all the time.", Ron countered, "Somebody needs to cram him down a toilet and flush him into a gator filled lake."
Ribbots had a questioning look on his face when Ron added, "Wade would you give these FBI guys some of the data that we have on Drakken and Dementor, please and thank you."
Wade laughed, "Since you asked so nicely, I can send them some of the things that are on the website, but I can't give you anything that GJ has on them."
Agent Ribbots asked, "This this a national security issue?"
The genius said with a serious voice, "You could say that, but since it's mostly international, Global Justice usually takes care of it."
"We would still like to know what these threats are.", Agent Torcher insisted.
Ron mumbled, "This goes above our pay grade fellas. Kim and GJ took care of this stuff, maybe some other organizations did as well (Ron's mind went to Yamanouchi at that moment). But I do know that someone has to keep track of those goofballs and Jack Hench and Gemini…He scares me almost worse than Monkey Fist does."
Paul Torcher looked confused as Ron rolled his eyes and continued as he informed all three men of threats that they didn't even know existed, "Gemini, the leader of the World Wide Evil Empire; Jack Hench, you have heard of Henchmen? They belong to his company, Henchco, and they are unionized; Monkey Fist, AKA Lord Montgomery Fiske, he is a master of a very special martial art, he has genetic enhancements and is a noted Archeologist. He is my personal enemy and wants to kill me for something he attests that I did."
Torcher inquired, "What does he say you did?"
"He said I stole some magic from him.", Ron responded.
Torcher looked at Ron then began to laugh, "Good one, now what is the real reason he dislikes you Stoppable?"
The blond teen glared then said, "Wade, why does Monkey Fist hate my guts?"
The genius's voice came though the Kimmunicator, "Ron took the Mystical Monkey Power away from Lord Fiske a few years ago when Ron went to England to investigate the theft of some artifacts. It is in the mission logs. I will also send those logs to the FBI agents when I get their secure email addresses."
Ribbots shook his head, "So, we have a guy who wants to kill you because of some bullcrap."
Ron grinned, "See why my life is a shitstorm? Only Kim Possible comes out smelling like a rose…sorry James."
The FBI agent nodded, "I don't want your life kid, we'll do what we can to keep your sister safe through this."
The former Middleton Mad Dog frowned, "If something happens to my baby sister be warned all deals are off and I will find and make whoever did it disappear and it will be a very painful experience for them…a permanent experience. Are we done here? I have a sister to pick up from the hospital nursery."
Ribbots responded, "Will Doctor Load be able to give us the frequencies of the device he has implanted into Ron?"
Wade's voice came through the Kimmunicator again, "I will get them to you, since my servers have been hacked, this will not come through the internet."
"Who hacked you kid?", Ribbots asked.
James raised his hand, "I, uh did. Well, I had my sons do it, they are geniuses just like I am. I didn't want Ronald dating my daughter although now in my defense I think it was somehow due to a device I was subjected to a year ago before the robot invasion."
"A device screwed with you?", Ribbots' eyes narrowed.
Ron took over, "It was called the 'Brain Tap Machine'. A villain by the name of Doctor Drakken used it to swipe secrets from Mister Doctor P's head…that was the idea for the robots that grew. Funny thing about those super villains…they seem to use a lot of technology in their take over the world attempts. Normally, they fail, but that was one where they almost won. Now getting back to GJ, you, me and whatever the hell is going on; we have a little problem."
"A problem Mister Stoppable? What kind of problem?", Agent Torcher asked.
"A big headache problem, a Japanese problem. Since you roped me into this you need to be aware of it…them."
"What are you talking about?"
"The school where I took my exchange…I sorta owe a kind of allegiance to them because they were able to help me through a level of my studies. I do little things like last night where I go and help check things out for them. I met with one of their other students to investigate a theft…and their security is a whole lot tighter than yours. Mister P, that's sorta why there's nothing but some of my poetry in their school on Wade's servers that you could hack. The other stuff was scrubbed last fall.", Ron told them which got James Possible's eyes to raise.
"You have been lying to Kimmie and me? Anne did tell me about a tattoo though."
"Not really lying per se, but the ink job on my back has something to do with it. I really can't tell you anymore. Doctor Director has basic knowledge because Yamanouchi contacted her personally about my training. Kim used to know about the tatt, but she forgot that part and I won't tell her about it till Sensei releases me, but might now be for years now.", the former running back explained.
The two FBI agents looked confused. Seeing that our hero sighed then got up and checked the door then removed his hockey jersey and turned around. What they noticed was an extremely fit young man with a 'six pack' and defined muscles then they noticed various scars then the tattoo.
"Ronald that is not complete, when are you going to have the rest done?"
Sigh, "All the images are fully done, when Kim forgot what we had her image began to fade…Rufus's is just an outline now. It seems when people who are in the image leave my life, they begin to fade out of the ink job.", Ron explained.
James pointed out, "Rufus wasn't a person, he was a pet."
"In my mind he was significant in my life anyway, he also had the MMP, so that matters I guess.", Ron explained.
Agent Torcher asked, "What is this MMP?"
Sigh, "Mystical Monkey Power, that the magic stuff that Monkey Fist thinks I stole from him."
"Did you?"
"Yeah…I guess, he was going to use it to try and take over the world and I just couldn't let him do that and kill Kim…sigh, anyway the MMP takes a while to mature and to force it to happen Sensei had me and Kim do a bonding thing last summer since we were getting close and she had some MMP in her from that monkey amulet that got stuck around her neck once, or at least that's what Sensei thought happened."
James frowned, "And Kimmie knew all this?"
"No…Anyway, at the moment they don't trust her very far even if they like her. They trust her boyfriend even less."
The rocket scientist semi defended the suave 'English teen', "Eric isn't that bad…"
"I don't like him, he kinda creeps me out, but that might be an effect of him taking Kim away from me after she forgot we were boyfriend and girlfriend…of course he didn't endear himself to me or Sensei when he dropped Hanna a while back and hurt her.", Ron told the other males, "I shoulda kicked his ass at that point…I almost did. Wade and Doctor Director talked me out of it…well my lawyer did too, and my insurance guy told me to back off."
Agent Torcher snorted, "So, you are jealous of your EX's new boyfriend, and you want to beat him into the ground…you need to hold back on your base tendencies…"
Ron bristled as he informed the FBI guy, "To be an 'EX' you had to have a breakup, I can deal with that. There was no breakup, so we ain't Exes. She…"
"Ronald…dirty laundry should not be aired in public.", James cautioned.
"Yeah, okay. Anyway, like I said before I need to pick up Hanna from the nursery and get her home before I end up having to remodel Middleton Memorial. Wade is gonna give me an upgrade tomorrow…Hey Wade, how do you wanna handle it?"
"You can come over to my house…"
"Okay, I'll do that right after school…I figure Sarge Barkin is gonna have me in detention for missing today and I also think he is gonna make sure I have extra homework unless I do get kicked outta school. I haveta work tonight and tomorrow…"
"Ron, bring your sister over with you. Mom will be home and can watch Hanna while I do the procedure."
"Crud, Wade, you and your vampire robots, they are not that good at slicing into my body. The last time it took a shit load of stitches to close the wound and it bled for almost a whole damned day. I think even Kim knew."
"You're a big tough ninj…"
"Wade…icsnay on the word a."
"Huh? Yeah, right. Anyway, come over tomorrow after school and we'll have it done in a few minutes.", Wade encouraged his friend.
"Too bad I lost Rufus he was better at closing up 'accidents'. Anyway, no one talks about Wade having to cut into my bod to put a listening device in there, okay?", Ron muttered.
James Possible nodded, "My lips are sealed Ronald."
"Great, if there is nothing else, I have a rugrat to pick up and I need to get some face time with her and do a little bonding before Felix comes home and lays homework on my can, and then I have to get into work.", Ron got up from his chair and turned to exit the conference room.
Agent Torcher asked, "I am curious, those looked like knife wounds across your chest…."
Ron rolled his eyes, "Yeah, something like that. Training can be brutal, and accidents happen."
"Were you brutalized?"
The blond teen shook his head, "Just missions, training and D-Hall bullies, but I think I have the latter one under control…I sorta had to install a little subtle retribution at the high school. Those booger eating morons should have changed their ways by now I think."
Torcher frowned, "Taking the law into your own hands is not the way that we condone…"
"Skip it Agent, I was beaten and harassed for over three years…even some members of the faculty got into the act. I don't want any more kids to go through what I did, someone may end up getting really hurt or killed. It's easier to stop it while I can, and I tried to do so. Now like I said I have ta pick up the munchkin. After Wade gets his thingie in my bod we can get this show on the road…now remember to clue Betts in and keep Kim in the dark."
With that the teen exited the conference room and walked back out towards the lobby.
X
Ten minutes later:
After dropping off his visitor's badge, Ron drove his mom's car to the hospital to pick up his sister.
On the way to the hospital, Ron stopped off to get some gas and coffee. He pulled in front of a pump at one of Tank's and Curt's convenient stores.
Mike Little came out and waved as Ron put the nozzle into the receptacle on the car then turned to his friend, "It looks like I'm not the only one gypping school today, Mike. Justine is gonna have both of our guts for garters."
"I slipped out after first hour, I heard Kim was going ballistic that you had something going on yesterday and she wasn't invited.", the deep voice of one of the largest people ever to live in Middleton, Colorado responded.
"The group that wanted me didn't need her. They said that while they trust her, they don't trust her current boyfriend and don't want him to know anything about their organization that's all. So, it's just easier not to include her.", Ron informed his D-Hall buddy.
"So…"
"They think Kim might spill, she's really hung up on the ugly bitch we call 'Eric' and the Japanese don't want him knowing anything about them, what they are doing or where they are located.", Ron informed his overly large friend.
"Did you have anything to do with their attitude Ron?", the perceptive former lineman inquired.
"I might have said something, but I didn't go into detail except to tell them that 'Eric' was dribbling her like a basketball. Kim's private life is her private life and since I am out of it for the most part I don't really care unless it has something to do with me or Hanna."
"That's right, he dropped your sister and she was in the hospital. That's a good reason to hate someone Ron."
"Mike, Hanna does get restless like all kids do once in a while, but not to the point where you can't keep a hold of her. Anyway, I was more than annoyed with him about that even more than when he sued Mom and Dad's estate and ended up with the house."
"Yeah, he made you homeless…"
"I…we won't be homeless this summer, the place will be done in Lowerton and I can pretty much leave this shit town behind me.", Ron growled.
"Ron, you can't hate, it will eat you up…"
"I know, but if it wasn't for my friends I'd probably have already gone around the bend by now. Anyway, Sis is pretty happy. On the way over to Felix's house I'm going to take her to a playground and let her burn off some steam before I have to head into work.", the former Mad Dog grinned.
XXX
Middleton High:
"Mister Renton, Miss Possible in my office.", Steve Barkin ordered as the two were passing the office while traveling to a class, "NOW people.", he almost screamed after they hesitated.
The two teens had been leaving the lunchroom and heading to their next classes.
One walked, the other wheeled themselves into Steven Barkin's office. The flat-topped school administrator growled, "Renton, you've been getting Stoppable's homework because he is out of school, am I correct?"
"Yes sir, last night Ron got a call from Kim's tech guy that someone wanted him to go somewhere. From what I gathered he didn't know where.", Felix admitted.
"Give me his homework, I have concluded that since he didn't have a parent's permission, he will be given detention and all of his homework and quizzes are graded as zeroes.", Barkin snapped at the wheelchair bound young man.
With wide eyes Felix Renton handed over the papers as Barkin further growled as he ripped them apart, "Since our favorite goof off makes a habit of this, he is suspended until further notice and all of his work that he misses will also be graded as zeroes."
Kim frowned, "Sir wouldn't it be better before you suspend Ron to get his side of the story?"
"Miss Possible, there is no other side of the story other than mine. I just guess he is going to have to redo his whole senior year starting next fall.", Barkin grinned evilly.
"Sir isn't that an abuse of power?", Kim inquired then she added, "From what I heard Ron is moving to Lowerton and since he is turning eighteen this summer he doesn't have to come back to high school. We spoke earlier and he said he might just get his GED instead of, quote deal with Sarge Barkin's stupid ass."
A vein began to pulse on the school administrator's forehead, "It is my prerogative as a senior administrator of this school to make sure rules are followed and I will do so.", Barkin now sneered at Ron Stoppable's friends, "You are dismissed except I have given you both three hours of detention for the rest of the week after school. You may notify your parents that you may be late for dinner, now get to class before I give you another week."
Steve Barkin effectively lowered the boom on two of the former mascot's friends and thought about how he was going to force his nemesis into remaining under his control for years to come.
XXX
James Possible was sitting in front of his computer in his office at the space center when his cell phone beeped with a blocked number warning on it.
With a force smile the rocket scientist pushed the 'green' button. Wade Load's voice came through, "Hey Doctor Possible, how are you doing."
"Fine, not much has happened since the meeting this afternoon.", James responded.
"Just to let you know since I was monitoring Kim at school, she will be in detention for three hours every night this week…the vice principal had a meltdown. You might want to inform Doctor Renton that her son got the same ire from the same person and has the same punishment."
"What did Kimmie do Wade? I mean she must have done something pretty bad to get that much punishment…"
"Kim was just informing Steve Barkin that Ron had indeed been called on a mission and that I had informed him…I wonder if Barkin wants to put me in detention too? Anyway, Kim reminded him that Ron doesn't have parents to give permission slips and Mister Barkin kinda had a meltdown."
"Wade, you have two PhDs, I think that would count as having your schooling in. I will wait until I hear word of this matter either from my daughter or the school, but I think I am going to notify Ellen (Felix's Mom…AN) as to her son being detained and then I think I am going to make some other calls and give Sarge Barkin an ulcer. I agree that is rather hard for Ronald to get permission from someone who is dead."
"Good luck Doctor Possible, he could use a bleeding ulcer in my opinion.", Wade chuckled.
After the teen genius disconnected the rocket scientist scrolled through his phone until he found the number he was looking for as it highlighted, he pushed the green button on the phone and waited.
"King's residence, how may I help you?", a woman's voice came through James Possible's phone.
"Abby, this James Possible I need to ask a couple of questions about an incident that happened today."
"Something tells me I am going to have a headache James, am I?", the school board member asked.
"I will let you decide Abby. Last night Anne and I went over to the Rentons to see Ronald Stoppable. While we were there, Doctor Wade Load called him up for a mission somewhere…they determined that they didn't need Kimmie's assistance, so she wasn't invited.", James began.
"Go ahead."
"Well Ronald did go on the mission after he took his sister to the hospital nursey to care for her until he returned as per an arraignment he has with them. He got back this afternoon, I met him at the space center because some people from the federal government who wanted to meet with him. After that meeting, he then went to pick up his sister."
"James, I do not see…"
"I'm getting to that Abby, at school today Mister Barkin pulled Felix Renton and Kimmie into his office. Felix was picking up Ronald's homework so he could make it up. Mister Barkin decided that Ronald would not get that homework and that he would be suspended from school because he did not have a parent's permission to be out of school. At this point I should remind you that both Ronald's parents are dead, and it would be very difficult to get that permission from a dead person. When my daughter reminded Mister Barkin of that he put her and young Mister Renton on detention for the rest of the week.", James finished.
"Can you prove this James?", Abby queried.
"If you give me a few minutes I know I can Abby, Wade usually keeps recordings of meetings when Kim or Ronald have interactions with various people and he can make copies available if you ask.", James grinned to himself as he knew that the school administrator had dodged a bullet when they postponed his hearing until July for what he had done over the fall during football.
Sigh, "Very well James, I would like a copy of the whole thing."
The rocket scientist disconnected and then he reconnected with Wade. "Yes, Doctor Possible, what can I do for you now?"
"Wade I would like a copy of Kimmie's and Mister Barkin's meeting a little while ago. A school board member has asked to listen to it. Are you able to make it available?"
"Yes Sir, or I can send it right to that person in the mode they wish…I would suppose you would want a copy as well?"
"I do, please call Missus Abigale King. Do you want her number?"
"Uh I have it right here. I will send a copy to your house; it will get there as soon as you get home."
"Thank you Wade."
"You're welcome, Sir. I'd better contact Missus King and get this out of the way. I have to work on that surveillance device for Ron too."
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Abby King picked up her phone, "Missus King this is Wade Load, Kim Possible's tech guy, I have been told you wish to hear the recording I made of a meeting earlier today at Middleton high between Mister Steve Barkin, Kim Possible and Felix Renton is that correct?"
"Yes, Doctor Load, I would like to hear it first over the phone if it is interesting and compelling, I would like a copy."
"Okay, turn up your volume this is about six minutes and twelve seconds. Are you ready?"
"Go ahead Doctor Load.", Abby King replied.
X
The meeting still going on the school board member was already looking up numbers of other school board members. When the recoding was finally over, she asked, "Where can I meet you to get the recording from you?"
"Ma'am are you at home?"
"Yes."
"In what format would you like it? I can record and have one of my robots bring it to your home.", Wade offered.
"Cassette, Doctor Load, are you able to make those?"
"Yes Ma'am. I will make four copies, I assume that Mister Barkin will want one for his own defense, I'd better make five. The principal will want a copy as well, I believe."
"Very well, but I am calling other members of the board and giving them a heads up that we have a problem with staff at the high school. When you get the recording here, I will arrange a meeting with them so they can hear what is being said."
"Fair enough Ma'am."
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Middleton Memorial Hospital:
Ron held out his arms to the raven-haired tyke. He asked, "You ready to go to the park Hanna?"
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Kim Possible and the rest of the crew belong to Bob, Mark and the Disney Corporation. Me, CB and Jimmy all do this for fun and not for claude.
We'll see ya down the road,
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