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1*2*3*4*5*6
Kim, Ron and Shego were crowded around a telephone that was mounted on the wall. There were noises coming from inside, a screw fell out and a small tool waved. Ron grabbed the tool and passed a small pair of pliers to the unseen worker.
“Let us know when you're done, buddy,” Ron said.
“OK!”
“I can't believe my fate depends on a Naked Mole Rat,” Shego groaned.
“You get used to it after awhile, Shego.” Kim told the villainess.
“Rufus can program a VCR,” Ron said confidently. “And he fixed the kimmunicator once.”
“Is that true?” Shego asked.
“Yeah, it worked fine. Untill it fell apart an hour later,” she added under her breath.
Another tool appiered and was exchanged by Ron.
“Where did this phone come from, anyway?”
“I took it out of the shower-karaoke machine, Kim”
“That explains why it's a PAY phone,” she observed.
Rufus jumped out and landed on Ron's shoulder, dusting off his paws and announcing “Aw dun.” Ron imediately grabbed the reciver and punched in the numbers.
“The call you are makeing is long-distance,” said a voice that sounded like the one that makes announcements on the satelite. “Please deposit five dollars and twenty cents for one minute.”
“Change, I need change. I got thirty-five cents, what do you have?”
“Uhh, a quarter, two dimes, a euro and a breath mint,” Kim reported.
“It's not enough! Shego, what do you have?”
“Hey, does it look like I have POCKETS in this catsuit?”
“What about your ankle pouch?” Kim asked.
“What about it?”
“Shego! This is an emergency! I have to call Yori!”
With a sigh, Shego reached into her pouch and pulled out a handfull of quarters, handing them to Ron so the boy could start feeding the phone.
“What else do you carry in there?” Kim wanted to know.
“A family-sized can of WHOOP-ASS if you don't mind your own business!”
“Sh, sh! It's ringing!” Ron hissed.
“Good day to you,” said a voice in Japanese. “You have reached the Secret Yamanuchi Ninja School.” The voice then switched to English. “If you wish to continue in English, please press ONE.” It then switched to Chinese. “To continue in Chinese--”
*BEEP*
“You have chosen to converse in English. If this is correct, please press ONE. If you have made an error, please press TWO to return to the options menu.”
*BEEP*
“You have chosen English. If you wish to ask about enrollment in our school, please press ONE. If you are calling to ask about the history of Ti Sheng Pek War, please press TWO. If you are calling to inquire about a secret mission, please press THREE.”
“What are they saying?” Kim asked. “Is Yori there?”
“Shh, I got the machine, Kim.”
“Those are some modern ninjas,” Shego observed.
“If you are calling to inquire about one of our students, Please press FOUR. If--”
*BEEP*
“Please state the name of the student you are inquireing about--”
“Yori! I want Yori!”
“--after the tone” *ding*
“Yori, please.”
“You have asked for 'Yori, please'. If you wish to speak with 'Yori, please' personaly, please press ONE. If you wish to leave a message--”
*BEEP*
“One moment, please.” A song began to play.
“They put me on 'hold',” Ron announced, holding up the reciver for them to hear.
Kim listened to the music and bobbed her head with a smile.
“It's from Brittina's Pacific tour,” she reported. “They have good taste in music! Oh, it's ringing!”
*brrrrr-CLICK*
“Hello, this is student ninja Yori.”
“Yori, this is Ron! I'm trapped in space and--”
“I am training at this moment, but if you leave your name and number, it will be my honor to return your call.” *BEEP!*
“Yori! It's Ron! Me, Kim and Shego are--”
“Please deposit three dollars for the next minute.”
“Change! I need change!” Ron yelled. “Shego, do you have any more money?”
“Sure, do you have change for a fifty?”
“Aw nuts, we have Story sign!” Said Kim.
“No! YORIIIIII!”
6*5*4*3*2*1
TITLE: THE BREAKING OF KIM POSSIBLE PART 2 – DEFEATING SHEGO
SHEGO: “Yeah, like THAT'S going to happen.”
RON: “Great! We know how it ends now, so we don't have to read this.”
AUTHOR: shenglong2006
KIM: “Announcing, the 2006 Shenglong convertable!”
DISCLAIMER: Kim Possible belongs to Disney.
KIM: “So NOT.”
If I owned it, we’d have more than 87 episodes once the new run is finished.
RON: “What episodes? What are these fan-geeks talking about?”
KIM: “Did he just call me an 'IT'?”
SUMMARY: Kim Possible has been declared dead, killed by Drakken… However, Shego discovers a different story… and steps in to try to save a changed Kim before she falls into hands which won't treat her with grudging respect…
SHEGO: “Emphasis on the 'grudge'.”
PAIRING: Kim/Shego
RON: “I got a pair Kims and Shegos, what do you have?”
KIM: “Nothing, I was bluffing.”
RATING: US: R / DE: 16
Note: A Announcement To The Audience On The Satellite Of KIGO (Other people may skip this… That does mean Kim, Shego and Ron do need to read it.)
RON: “Uh oh, brace yourselves…”
A good suggestion of sites to go to are http://www.kpslashhaven.net and http://psc.disney.go.com/disneychannel/kimpossible/ on the standard Internet sometime in the future. In fact, the first one I’d love you to go to.
SHEGO: “And I'd love for you to go to--”
KIM: “Shego!”
Also, Shego, Molerat does a good substitute for sausage, and I think that someone’s been substituting Rufus for the past few years anyway, I vote Wade, since he does seem to live for a lot longer than he really should do…
RON: “Twilight Zone?”
KIM: “Yeah, Twilight Zone.”
Words: 696
Revision Notes: This chapter is totally new material. Something about tormenting Kim Possible not being in the original draft… Also, I've decided to give up hiding what I was getting at all those parts ago, and will reveal almost all…
RON: “Reveal almost all what?”
KIM: “I think he's saying that the story will start to make sense in this chapter.”
(RON, SHEGO AND KIM LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND START LAUGHING)
Shego was in a bad mood.
SHEGO: “If you were stuck up here reading this, you'd be in a bad mood too!”
The electricity had just gone dead, and she couldn’t see. She then saw a flickering blue glow in the kitchen, then it turned golden, and Kim walked in with a pair of candles in her hands, both lit.
“What was that light I saw just then?” Shego asked.
“Lighter.” Kim said, “I was lighting some candles.”
KIM: “Doy!”
“Thanks.” Shego said, while looking at Kim strangely.
“I don’t have any lighters…” She thought, going to the fusebox to find out what was wrong.
A few minutes later, The power was back up, and a fuse was even more dead than when it blew.
RON: “Kim, remind me to ask your dad if it's possible to make a broken fuse 'even more dead'.”
IN-TERROR-NET – GreenGal’s Blog
Well, Princess is annoying me.
SHEGO: “Just an average day with Possible.”
For one, she’s not breaking properly. She’s too used to helping people that she just considers this helping me out!
KIM (PULLING OUT THE CLIPBOARD): “Oooh! A new way to annoy Shego!”
The strangest thing is that she’s even more resourceful than I expected. She used some kind of blue laser or flame to light a couple of candles. I didn’t find anything, but I’m sure that I’ll find something soon.
RON: “Let's see, Shego doesn't have any lighters and she couldn't find a laser. I'm no Sherlock Holmes, but I'm thinking that Kim MIGHT have used a MATCH.”
Kim sighed. She was running out of meals that she could do for one and not mess up. She’d also managed to avoid the urges that she’d felt ever since her change to go to a local poultry store and steal something for her to eat.
KIM: “Oh yeah, don't go to the store to use the PHONE to call for help or anything!”
“What’s taking you so long?” Shego asked, storming in.
“Look, Shego. I can’t exactly go ask Ron for cooking suggestions! I don’t dare touch kidney beans since they need special preparation, I don’t dare do anything with poultry since I have a urge to eat it myself…” She moaned. Shego threw a plasma bolt at Kim…
…for her to catch it and fling it back at her, bare-handed.
“What the?” Shego said.
SHEGO: “For once I agree.”
KIM: “What's the prob? After all, anything's possible for-- “
SHEGO: “Oh shut up!”
“Look…” Kim said, then her tail lit with a steady blue flame, “I don’t have a clue what’s going on, but Drakken botched the transformation… I’m not a fox.”
RON: “I don't know about that. Grrrrowl!”
KIM: “Ron… uh, thanks.”
“Damn.” Shego said, as the fact Kim’s tail was on fire, but not burning, meant that her usual method of attacking was out.
“Do you think I like this happening?” Kim asked, “When the power went out, I found my tail was on fire suddenly, and it’s not normal flame!”
RON: “She's a witch! Burn the witch!
SHEGO: “But she's already on fire.”
RON: “Then put the witch out!”
“I know it isn’t.” Shego said, then got out her phone, calling somewhere, “Put me through to Drew Lipsky… Thank you… DRAKKEN! You idiot! You turned Kim into a kitsune… Yes, A oriental spirit fox…
She’s in front of me, with her tail on fire, and my plasma bolts are about as much use as a tennis ball.”
Kim watched Shego hang up.
RON: “Wait, that's all you're going to say? Do you always just call up Drakken and yell at him?”
SHEGO: “Sure, three or four times a week in fact. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, yell at Dr D, and go back to sleep.”
“Get out of that fucking uniform.” Shego said, “I’m posting on the In-Terror-…th…’ve decided to let you go.”
KIM: “Huh?
RON: “What?”
“No.” Kim said, “You bought me… You own me… I’m doing what you want me to do not since I want to, but since you want me to.”
“Kim… Get out… Now.” Shego said, “I order you to go…”
“OK, I’m gon…id, “But th…
(THE SCREEN FLICKERS AND GOES BLACK.)
The three watch for a few seconds and after a moment, Dr. Drakken appiers on-screen, doing something to a machine that's spewing out paper and sparks.
“Ow! Son-of-a… Uh, just a little technical glitch,” He said, looking up. “Adrena-Lynn! I'll have this fixed in no time and get back to breaking your wills. Adrena-Lynn!”
“Yes boss?” She said, appiering from behind him.
“Yaa! Lynn, collect the fan-fic and feed it into the back-up machine while I work on this one.”
The extreem teen glanced at the pile of computer print-out as it burst into flame.
“No can do, boss.”
“Oh that's just peachy! No matter, just put out the fire while I get another copy from the internet. Oh you're all so smug, aren't you?” He asked his captives. “Well you can just get comfortable because we'll soon be sending you the rest of the story! Now let's see… Slash Archives… enter story title… hit 'search'… WHAT? Access denied? Who could do this?”
“I bet I know!” Kim said.
“Kim! Ron! You OK?” Wade Load asked, appiering on-screen in a 'picture-within-a-picture'.
“Oh I'M fine, thanks ever so much for asking,” Shego muttered.
“Oh, so it's you! Kim Possible's computer kid! Well it just so happens that I've prepared for just such an eventuality!”
“Yeah, and it's going to be FREAKY!” Adrena-Lynn told Wade.
“But have you prepared for THIS?” Wade asked, hitting a button on his keyboard.
Instantly his picture was replaced by another showing both Doctors Possible, Dr. Director and Will Du. Wandering in the background was a man wearing glasses and a t-shirt with the “KP” logo on the front.
“Dad! Mom!” Kim cried with delight. “Are we glad to see you!”
“Kimmie, are you OK? What did Drakken do to you?” Her mother asked with concern.
“He did horrible things to us!” Shego offered. “Things that should be banned! Things no human--”
“We're fine, mom,” Kim said, covering Shego's mouth.
Speak for yourself, Kim!” Ron said. “I'm running out of Naco ingredients!”
“Drew, you won't be hijacking any more transmissions to the Sattelite,” Dr. Mister Possible told his college chum. “Wade has returned control to Global Justice and we have made sure that this story will not be used for evil again!”
“Just how will you do that?” Dr. D demanded.
“We have the author right here,” Dr. Director told him. “Meet Sheng.Long, who wrote Tail Of The Blue fox Girl and has agreed not to continue the story as long as Drakken has a chance of getting his hands on it, isn't that right?”
“Wow, I can't get over how REAL this looks!” Sheng.Long commented, looking around. “Huh? Oh yeah, I lost my notes anyway, Dr. Director. Hey, it's Kim, Shego and Ron! Hi! Man, I really liked you in 'Gorilla Fist', but why did it take so long to get on the air?”
“Gorilla Fist?” Ron asked, glanceing at Kim and Shego who just shrugged.
“Say, we have to wrap things up here,” Dr. Mrs. Possible told Sheng.Long, gently leading him away. “Why don't you get some dinner in the cafeteria?”
“Sure, I am kind of hungry. Hey, I'll see you all on the Disney Channel, bye!”
“Uh, mom? Is he… you know… “
“Kimmie wants to know if he's crazy!” Shego injected.
“Well, apparently so,” her mother told them. “Mister… uh… 'Long' seems to be under the delusion that we are all characters in a cartoon.”
“I'd say that's crazy,” Ron observed.
“Hah! So you have crazy people working for you now!” Drakken gloated. “I'll be ruleing the world sooner than I thought!”
“Yeah? Well rule THIS,” Will Du told him and pushed a button that caused Dr. Drakken and Adrena-Lynn's part of the screen to blank out and the control center to dominate the screen.
“Kimmie, we're trying our best to get you, Shego and Ron back to Earth,” Mrs Possible said on the screen. “But since we've been trying to regain control of the satellite, we haven't made any progress in that department. I'm sorry.”
“But rest assured Miss Possible, that the best minds in Middleton are on it,” Dr. Director assured them, turning away to confer with the technitions.
“Dr. Director, what are we going to do about this situation?” Du asked. “The last rescue attempt ended with the rocket being blasted out of the sky and there's no telling what other villains may hack into the system!”
“The first thing you should do is not talk about this where we can hear you!” Ron yelled at him.
“Oh, fudge!” Moaned Betty Director. “Push the button, Will.”
FOOOWWWOOOSH!
(ROLL CREDITS)
Mystery Kimmie Theater 3000 Tail Of The Blue fox Girl was by Nodrogs and Zatanna and is a MSTing of Tail Of The Blue fox Girl by Sheng.Long2006 who kindly gave us permission to do this.
Mystery Science Theater 3000 is the property of Best Brains. Kim Possible and associated characters are the property of the Disney corporation and were created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle.
We would like thank Kim Possible fans and MSTies everywhere.
And a special “BOOYAH!” to our men and women in uniform. Keep 'em flying!
TWAAANNNGGG!
“Now, Tell me…” Wade said, suddenly sounding angrier, as if the pause had been for something other than what it was for, while showing a flash card ‘Think of something tacky, and it’s not the death sentence.’