Ext. Lowerton University – Day

Lowerton U. is a two-story brick building surrounded by oak trees and shrubbery. A large fountain dominates the walkway leading to the main campus doors. The style is 20’s era New York, favoring tall pillars and embroidered architecture. Behind the older campus are modern buildings of metal and tall glass windows, including a small domed stadium.

A sign near the university entrance reads “One Year Later…”


Int. Lowerton University – Continuous

The halls of LU are broad and high: tall windows extend up to and including the ceiling, with heavy plant-life growing indoors against the windows.

A BELL rings and students file out of classrooms.

Out of the crowd walks MONIQUE, Kim Possible’s longtime friend. She’s a fashion-savvy girl, evident in her clothes and hairstyle.

She scans the crowd, sees you-know-who before we do, and waves.

MONIQUE
Kim! Over here!

The crowd parts for us to see KIM POSSIBLE, confident and comfortable in her element. She’s barely aged a year, is dressed casually, and carting a massive backpack over one shoulder. It looks heavier than she does.

KIM
Monique!

MONIQUE
How did your History exam go?

KIM
French Revolution? I kept my head, unlike Marie.

MONIQUE
Antoinette?

KIM
Stevenson. She wigged out and started screaming about the Bastille.

MONIQUE
Finals week claims another victim.

TREVOR (Off-screen)
Hello ladies!

KIM
Oh no.

TREVOR “TREV” ENGINE: slips out of the crowd to block Kim and Monique’s way. He has slick dark hair, perfect tan, a red shirt with a stripe down the side, and shiny black pants. He looks and acts like a walking multi-million dollar sports car: shallow, vain, and overcompensating.

MONIQUE
Trev, don’t you have a Psychology test?

TREVOR
No worries, it’s in the bag. Speaking of which, you want some help with yours, Kim?

KIM
No thanks. I’ve carried heavier. Up the Alps. With a naked mole rat in his pocket.

She passes Trevor in his confusion, but he shakes it off and blocks her again.

TREVOR
The Lowerton Year End Party is this weekend. I bet you’d love for me to ask you to it. Shall I?

KIM
Sorry, “Trev,” but I’ve got an exam this weekend, and besides, I already HAVE a boyfriend.

TREVOR
Riiight. Ron Stampable, was it?

KIM
Stoppable.

TREVOR
You know I’ve asked around, but no one seen you with this “Ron” character.
(mocking)
So when do you and he date, when no one else is looking?

MONIQUE
Nah, they moved on from that.

KIM
It’s… complicated. He’s overseas right now.

TREVOR
Naturally. He’s a relief worker, right? Maybe saving the whales? Or is he -
(he chuckles)
-a secret agent?

MONIQUE
You don’t read many newspapers, do you, Trev?

KIM
He’s at a secret ninja training school learning to better harness the mystical monkey power that defeated the alien invaders last year and saved the world.

Trevor’s smile is blown off his face by the power of his raw befuddlement.

MONIQUE
Kim? Hearing it out loud? Maybe you should have stuck with “spiritual journey.”

Kim groans, shoves Trevor aside, and walks on with the crowd.


Int. Kim’s Dorm – Continuous

It’s small but comfortable: two bedrooms, one bathroom, and a living room/kitchen split. The living room has a couch, TV and coffee table. Monique and Kim share this dorm.

Kim enters first, followed by Monique.

MONIQUE
Kim, I hate to admit this, but Trevor does have a point.

KIM
You’re joking, right?

MONIQUE
You really don’t hang out with anyone but me. You just spent eight months of college working a double major and volunteering for every campus club you have a skill for. When’s the last time you just went out and had fun?

KIM
If you’re implying I should go out with Trev Engine-

MONIQUE
You’re in a rut, girl! You bury yourself in your schoolwork! Look at that backpack!

KIM
What about it?

She puts it on the coffee table, which bends under the weight.

KIM
I am not in a rut.

MONIQUE
Oh no? What day is today?

KIM
Friday.

MONIQUE
Which is?

KIM
(annoyed)
So not going there…

MONIQUE
Its Kim’s “sit and pine for my boyfriend alone at Bueno Nacho” night!

KIM
(angrily)
I’d rather spend my Friday’s alone than give Trevor Engine the pleasure of calling me his “trophy bunny!”

MONIQUE
(just as angrily)
And you’ve been doing it since September! What if you’re the only one playing the waiting game, huh? How do you know Ron isn’t off with that ninja girl he met in high school?

Kim gasps, not at the thought, but that Monique would suggest it. Monique realizes she crossed the line as well.

A long pause, and then –

MONIQUE
Kim, I…

KIM
It’s fine.

MONIQUE
No, it’s not. I’m sorry.

Another pause.

KIM
I’m still not going anywhere with Trevor Engine.

MONIQUE
I won’t make you. But there’s more to life after high school than college; I don’t want you to miss it. Ron would say the same thing.

KIM
(sadly)
Yeah.

Kim enters her room. Her bedroom is sparsely furnished with a bed, a desk covered with homework and a closet full of clothes.

Photos decorate the wall above her bed. Her family and friends, but two large pictures are of herself and Ron. One is Junior Prom: Kim in a burnt dress and Ron in a gaudy sky-blue tuxedo. The other is High School Graduation: Kim in a tattered graduation robe and Ron in a space suit with jetpack. Other pictures show her cheerleading, winning a medal for some feat of heroics, and even one of her locked in battle with Shego, her old nemesis.

Kim stares at the photos and lies back on the bed.

KIM
I am not in a rut.

She reaches into a pocket for her KIMMUNICATOR MK III or K3, perhaps the most advanced cellphone known to man.

She taps a few keys and holds the Kimmunicator up to speak to the screen.

KIM
Wade, you there?

WADE LOAD appears on the phone’s screen. He’s hit puberty: he’s about a foot taller than he used to be, though still a bit stocky. He’s dressed in a tuxedo and at a formal party: people in expensive suits mull about behind him. When Wade speaks, his voice cracks at times..

WADE
Hey Kim, what’s up?

KIM
Wade, I – are you at a party?

WADE
One year later, and people are still trying to thank me for single-handedly rebuilding the stock market database. I could never say no to free shrimp.

He tosses one into his mouth.

WADE
You’ve got a few hits on your site; shall I run them by you?

KIM
I can’t, I’ve got major studying to do this weekend. Maybe next week.

WADE
They’ll be gone by then. The hero bizz is big these days. The X-Heroes, Team Go Mark Two, the Fabulous Five, the Justice Club…

KIM
Bunch of second-rate clowns in tights. Can you believe the Justice Club carries a license to create collateral damage?

WADE
They must be obnoxious looking, but they do have strength in numbers. With today’s villains up to the elbows in guys in capes, no one’s been able to play at your league since Drakken went creepy legit.

Wade vanishes from the screen to show:


Int. Drakken’s Greenhouse – Day

The greenhouse is beautifully cared for: rows of flowers fill the room, basking in the warm sunlight from outside. DOCTOR DRAKKEN enters, dressed in coveralls and a sunhat. Despite his happy-looking demeanor, he’s still blue-skinned. He waters the flowrs with a big metal watering can, humming to himself.

DRAKKEN
Oh, look at how big the daffodils have gotten!
(baby-talking)
Who’s my big widdle flower? Who’s my big widdle flower?

The flower actually hugs him with its leaves.


Int. Kim’s Dorm – Continuous

KIM
I guess it can’t be helped. Um… I don’t suppose you-?

WADE
Did another global satellite search? Double-sorry, Kim. Ron’s-

KIM
(interrupting)
Still vanished.

WADE
Not much can hide from my satellite network, but the Yamanouchi have had centuries to perfect stealth.

KIM
Thanks anyways.

ANNOUNCER (O.S.)
And now, the man of the evening, Mr. Wade Load!

WADE
Oops, I’m on. Later Kim.

KIM
Yeah, later.

She rolls onto her stomach, head down.

A second later there’s a knock at the door and Monique peeks through.

MONIQUE
Hey girl, you still with us?

KIM
I really don’t feel like going out, Monique.

MONIQUE
Well something just came up that might get you moving.

Monique dumps a pile of envelopes on Kim’s head.

KIM
What is all this?

MONIQUE
A bunch of mail just arrived from home. You still haven’t changed your forwarding address?

KIM
It keeps the junk mail from reaching me.
(annoyed)
Like this stuff is!

She gathers the letters and flips through them.

KIM
An invitation to join the Justice Club, coupons for Superhero Supplies, a “Free Monkey Fist from Stone” petition, ogh! This is all garbage, Monique.

MONIQUE
Keep flipping.

Kim does, until she reaches a small envelope of old parchment marked with Japanese and English markings.

KIM
Hey, this is from Ron!

MONIQUE
What’d I tell you? Go on, open it!

Kim stands, fidgeting, nervous.

KIM
I… I’m-

MONIQUE
Scared to?

KIM
Yeah.

MONIQUE
But he might have something important to say.

KIM
But… what if it’s a –

MONIQUE
A “Dear Kim” letter?

Kim gives her a pained look.

MONIQUE
Kim, not opening the letter won’t change what he has to say. And we’re talking about Ron here, no matter what I might say.

KIM
Okay, okay… I’ll just… HERE!
(she shoves the letter to Monique)
You open it.

MONIQUE
Panic much?

Monique pops the envelope open and finds a folded piece of paper.

MONIQUE
Read it, girl. There’s no going back now. Be strong.

KIM
Right, okay. Strong. I can do that.

She reads the letter. Her eyes go wider and wider until she gasps, dropping the letter.

MONIQUE
Kim?

KIM
Oh no…

The world goes black.



KIM POSSIBLE: ONE YEAR LATER, PART ONE



Ext. Lowerton International Airport – Day

Lowerton has a typical airport: busy and crowded. People wait for tickets, luggage, and flights. Planes take off and land at a rapid pace.

Down on the ground level, Kim arrives in her tweaked out SL Coupe. She’s in her black and violet mission gear, a bag over one shoulder.


Int. Lowerton Airport – Continuous

The airport interior is built to accommodate crowds, and it has them in spades. People are everywhere.

Kim enters, moving at a full sprint through the terminal, dodging crowds and luggage with ease.

Suddenly she comes to a skidding stop. A burly GUARD blocks her way.

GUARD
Hold it, no running in the terminal!

KIM
Sorry, it’s kind of an emergency.

GUARD
(brightening)
Hey, you’re Kim Possible!

KIM
That’s me.

GUARD
Well I’ll be– where on Earth did you vanish to? My wife used to love following your stories in the paper.

KIM
Uh, college. It’s a real hassle.

GUARD
What’s this about an emergency, then? Nothing that threatens airport security is it?

KIM
Not at all; it’s a… personal emergency.

The guard cocks an eyebrow.

KIM
Do you know where a bathroom is?

GUARD
Uh, right over there.

KIM
Thanks, bye!

She hurries away.

GUARD
My wife’ll never believe me when I tell this story.

Kim enters the ladies’ bathroom. It’s clean and empty. She stares at her reflection in the mirror.

KIM
Go time.

From the bag she pulls out clothes, makeup, and a few accessories. She rushes through a dozen or so different looks, deciding on a blue shirt and white dress. The rest gets stuffed into her bag.


Ext. Lowerton Airport – Continuous

Out on the tarmac, a plane with Japanese markings comes to a stop. The hatch opens and a stairwell is wheeled up to it.

ANNOUNCER (O.S.)
Attention, Flight Four-Four-Four is now arriving from Japan.

Kim arrives at the edge of the stairs, her bag held behind her back.

Passengers depart from the plane; Japanese businessmen, returning tourists, and a row of Bhuddist monks in robes.

As they pass, Kim can hear them speaking.

MONK
And he said, what is the sound of one naco clapping?

SECOND MONK
Ah, words of wisdom. I think?

KIM
Yes!

RON STOPPABLE exits the plane, dressed in a baggy orange robe, his arms tucked into the other’s sleeve. Despite a small scar on his chin, he looks much the same as he did a year ago.

He smiles serenely, eyes closed.

RUFUS, his pet naked mole rat, stands on his shoulder, dressed and smiling in the exact same way.

KIM
Ron!

Ron descends the stairs and Kim hugs him at the bottom. He doesn’t respond to it.

KIM
I can’t believe you’re finally back! I – Ron?

RON
The end of one taco is but the beginning of another.

KIM
Uhm, okay. What does that mean exactly?

RON
Precisely.

Somewhere in the distance we hear a gong. Kim can only blink.

KIM
Ron? Are you okay?

He holds up a hand to silence her.

RON
Now is time for meditation.

Ron drops to the ground, knees folded under him, hands resting on his lap. Rufus does the same.

KIM
Okay, this is getting weird fast…  Are you FLOATING?

Ron lifts into the air about a foot. Rufus floats a few inches off his shoulder.

They stay that way for a moment, until a watch BEEPS.

RON
(opening eyes)
Times up! Class dismissed!

He falls and hits the ground face first.

KIM
(amused)
Ouch.

She kneels beside him and he lifts his head.

KIM
What was that all about?

RON
Yamanouchi School hours. I thought I’d be out before noon but –
(his eyes light up)
KIM!

He leaps to his feet and they embrace: a deep kiss and tight hug. They both come up for air at the same moment but still hug tightly.

RUFUS
Aww.

Both of them begin talking at once.

RON/KIM
It’s so great to see you again!
I/You was/were gone such a long time!
I’m so sorry. / I’m just glad you’re here.

They continue to hug.

RON
You got my letter.

KIM
In the nick of time.

RON
I would have sent more, one for every day, but…

KIM
I know, secret ninja training.

RON
I promise to explain everything.

KIM
Start with the robes.

RON
Graduation.

KIM
You graduated in one year?

RON
You’re looking at a fully fledged Yamanouchi ninja, KP. But you can’t tell anyone. Honor, duty, that whole thing.

KIM
I’ll… try to remember.

They are silent for a few moments, still hugging.

RON
So I suppose we should get going, huh?

KIM
Yeah, we should.

They don’t.

RON
I really don’t want to let go.

KIM
Me either.

RUFUS
(rolling eyes)
Oh brother.


Ext. Lowerton – Dusk

Somehow managing to pry each other apart, Kim and Ron head through Lowerton in Kim’s SL.

RON
I gotta admit, KP, I didn’t expect you to meet me at the airport. I thought your folks would have to route it to London or Paris or whenever you’re going to college.

KIM
Not, really. I’m going to Lowerton University.

RON
Lowerton? But what about your big university plans?

KIM
Well, after the Lowardian invasion…

RON
Oh right, your parent’s home.

KIM
The needed the money to rebuild. I… gave them most of my tuition savings.

RON
Aw, Kim, I’m sorry. I know you had your heart set in big places.

KIM
Lowerton isn’t the greatest, but it’s still really good.

RON
Well, so long as you’re happy.

Kim clearly isn’t all that happy about it.

KIM
It was pretty high on my list, and it’s close to home, so no drama, right?

RON
With the right spice, even the blandest taco can sizzle.

KIM
What does that mean?

RON
I have no idea, but Master Sensei always talked like that during training. Mantras, stuff to make you think. It rubbed off on me.

KIM
Speaking of training, what about that scar? Combat practice?

RON
(sheepishly)
Um, no. I tripped on the walk to the school. Heh.

KIM
(smiling)
That sounds like the Ron I know.

RON
How about the hero work, still managing without your number one sidekick?

RUFUS
Hey!

RON
And her sidekick’s sidekick!

RUFUS
Hmph!

KIM
Oh! Uh…
(she sighs)
I have to be honest, Ron. This past year, things haven’t been at all like I thought they would.

RON
Meaning?

KIM
Things are just different now. It’s a long story, but there are lots of heroes out there, and they’re… well they’re doing most of the work these days.

RON
Oh man, this is like some freaky alien world I’ve come home to!

KIM
C’mon, Ron… turn down the drama. It hasn’t been that bad.

RON
But you’ve been forced to give up your college dreams and you’re not globe-trotting anymore, that’s… that’s drama! What about Wade?

KIM
He hit it big after saving the internet.

RON
Monique?

KIM
Rooming with me.

RON
What about… Bonnie Rockwaller?

KIM
(flinches)
Touring Europe with Senor Senior Junior.

RON
I’m afraid to ask… Drakken?

KIM
Retired to his greenhouse.

RON
Oh man this is just wrong!

The car comes to a stop.

KIM
I… guess I hadn’t thought about all of it at once.
(saddened)
The world suddenly just… moved on without me. After you left, I was even… I thought even you… might not come back.

She squeezes the steering wheel.

Ron gives Rufus a quick glance, and then leans in closer to Kim

RON
Hey, Kim, you can’t think like that. Maybe things have been kinda rough but… I would never do that to you.

KIM
But… it was a long time, and…

Ron reaches out and takes her hand.

RON
Kim, I would never do that to you. I’ll always have your back, no matter what.

Kim looks into his eyes. They kiss.

KIM
Thanks, Ron.

RON
So you’re rooming with Monique? That’s great! You got your own place!

KIM
Be it ever so humble. You wanna see it? Before we head to your folk’s place, I mean. Then we got stop by Bueno Nacho.

RON
Booyah!

The SL starts off again.


Int. Drakken’s Greenhouse – Night

Drakken walks through the rows of flowers, patting them as he goes.

DRAKKEN
Nighty-night, lilies! Nighty-night, petunias! Nighty-night roses! Sweet dreams!

CRASH! A floating blue spherical ROBOT with a large green eye breaks through the greenhouse window. It floats around the room and stops in front of Drakken.

ROBOT
Warning! This is a surprise inspection from the Justice Club! Submit to inspection now!

DRAKKEN
(angrily)
Look what you did! That’s the third window you’ve broken this year, Justice Club! What gives you the right to vandalize my property?!

ROBOT
Rebuttal! The Justice Club is not responsible for property damage as the result of upholding the law!

DRAKKEN
(frustrated)
Ugh… “superheroes,” nothing but troublemakers with good lawyers.
(sighs)
Fine, fine, do your “inspection” and get out before my dragon-snaps catch cold!

The robot hovers around the room, scanning the flowers with a beam.

DRAKKEN
And go easy on the beams! My tulips nearly withered under the last inspection.

The robot returns to Drakken, printing out a paper report.

ROBOT
Congratulations. This unit has determined that Drakken is not a threat to society.

DRAKKEN
(muttering)
Yeah, imagine that.
(Furious)
Look, I’m RETIRED. R – E – TIRED of you stupid inspection drones always breaking my windows! GO! Get out of my greenhouse!

ROBOT
Parting. Thank you, and have a nice day.

It speeds off, crashing through another window.

DRAKKEN
In my day robots rebelled against their creators at the drop of a hat. Why won’t you rebel?!

He stomps out of the greenhouse into –


Int. Drakken’s House – Continuous

Drakken’s home is a single –level ranch-style home with ceiling windows and plenty of space, though the furniture appears decidedly retro 70’s. Drakken slips out of his boots and tosses off the coverall to reveal his classic blue lab coat and black gloves. Still wearing the sunhat, he pulls a lever hidden beside the fireplace, revealing an elevator.

Still muttering, he descends into the depths, arriving at –


Int. Drakken’s Lair – Continuous

The lair is cavernous, with high ceilings and a natural river flowing through it. Machines are set everywhere, and groups of muscular SYNTHODRONES, clad in Drakken’s red minion jumpsuits and face-enclosed gas-masks, march in tight formations, keeping the place running smoothly.

A short minion, maybe two third’s Drakken’s height, steps forward. Like the synthodrones he’s wears a red jumpsuit, but he is clearly human, with a goatee and spectacles. He carries a clipboard with him. This is NUMBER TWO, Drakken’s new lieutenant.

TWO
Doctor Drakken! Salute!

The drones all pause what they are doing, turn towards Drakken, and give a sharp, fist-to-the-chest salute.

DRONES
HAIL DRAKKEN!

DRAKKEN
Mm, that never gets old. How are things in the lair this evening, Number Two?

TWO
Sir! Hydro-electrical core is operating at peak efficiency! Secondary systems standing by!

DRAKKEN
And our toy?

TWO
The HMD is ready for its first test!

DRAKKEN
(gleeful)
Ooh happy day! Begin charging sequence, Number Two! Oh, and send someone up to fix the greenhouse windows.

TWO
The Justice Club again, sir?

DRAKKEN
Yes.

TWO
Sir! I volunteer to lead an assassination squad to terminate the Justice Club!

DRAKKEN
Oh, I applaud your initiative, Number two, but I have better plans for the World’s so called “heroes.”

TWO
Yes Doctor Drakken, sir!

Drakken laughs and walks through his lab, receiving salutes from every drone he passes.

He enters –


Int. Drakken’s Stadium – Continuous

The room is large, a stadium-sized room with a glass dome ceiling, revealing the ocean above them. In the center of the room is a large wooden desk, stacked with papers, blue prints, and a pair of decorations: a picture of Drakken and Shego, and Drakken’s World Hero medal, set in a picture frame.

Drakken walks to the desk, waiting, and looks down at the picture of Shego. For a moment, he seems lost in his memories.

Number Two enters, flagged by a pair of burly drones carrying a muscular man in tights and a cape, his arms, legs, and chest enclosed in a heavy set of chains and mechanical shackles. This is CAPTAIN AMAZING, a stereotypical “Superman” caricature.

NUMBER TWO
Sir! Here is the test subject! Captain Amazing!

DRAKKEN
Excellent. Put him in position.

A metal slab raises from the floor, with hooks for the chains. The drones set Captain Amazing against the slab.

CAPTAIN AMAZING
Ugh… you’ll… you’ll never get away with this, Drakken! My allies in the Justice Club will stop you!

DRAKKEN
Spare me your meaningless babble, Captain Silly Name. Your buddies at the Fortress of Justice are off renegotiating their movie contracts! Hah! Modern heroes, nothing but a bunch of glory-seeking camera hounds. In my day heroes were respectable, they knew how to defeat a villain without destroying the orphanage he set out to destroy in the first place!

CAPTAIN AMAZING
I keep telling everyone, I have a license to do that!

DRAKKEN
Hah, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve heard that. The point is, no one is coming to your rescue!

Suddenly there’s a FLASH of light and a floating, phantasmal head appears beside Drakken. The head is bald, with an X-shaped scar behind one ear. PROFESSOR EXCELSIOR, leader of the X-Heroes.

DRAKKEN
(shocked)
What the-?!
(unimpressed)
Oh, Professor Excelsior.

EXCELSIOR
(loudly)
Drakken! I’m protecting my mind to you for a surprise inspection!

DRAKKEN
(flinching)
Could you turn down the volume of your thoughts? Lousy telepaths. At least you didn’t break my greenhouse windows.

EXCELSIOR
(still loudly)
I will now probe your mind for signs of… Is that Captain Amazing?!

DRAKKEN
(sheepish)
Well now, isn’t this awkward?

EXCELSIOR
You’ve returned to your evil ways! I will alert the X-Heroes at once!

Drakken suddenly encloses Professor Excelsior’s floating telepathic head in a clear plastic globe with a mechanical, blinking lock.

EXCELSIOR
What is this? I can’t… withdraw… my telepathic projection! I’m trapped!

DRAKKEN
Ingenious isn’t it? It locks in freshness, too.

He tosses Excelsior’s trapped consciousness to Number Two.

DRAKKEN
Put that in a closet or something.

EXCELSIOR
You can’t do this! You’ll-

DRAKKEN
(interrupting)
Never get away with it. Been there, heard that. Now… bring the Hyper-Molecular Deconstructor into position!

There is a loud rumbling, and a large lift rises up, bringing with it a massive, deadly-looking laser weapon. The weapon aims itself at Captain Amazing.

Captain Amazing struggles against the shackles, but they hold him still.

CAPTAIN AMAZING
I can’t… break free!

DRAKKEN
Struggle all you want, Captain – though I highly doubt you’ve earned that rank – those shackles are pure Koltronium!

CAPTAIN AMAZING
My one weakness!

DRAKKEN
And surprisingly easy to purchase off the internet! Now you have no choice but to bear the full force of the device that will allow me to rule the world!

Drakken holds out a small hand-held remote. The laser charges with power, its firing end crackling with strange purple light.

DRAKKEN
And now… say cheese!

The beam fires! Drakken’s smile turns positively wicked as Captain Amazing SCREAMS…


Int. Kim’s Dorm – Night

Monique is sitting on the couch with a fashion magazine when Ron and Kim enter.

MONIQUE
Is that who I think that is?

RON
Monique! You look great!

MONIQUE
Hi Ron, um, you look a few centuries out of date.

RON
Graduation robes. They’re eight hundred year old silk.

MONIQUE
I rest my case. Welcome back to civilization, though.

KIM
Ron, your mom ended up donating most of your old clothes but I kept some, ah, in case you wanted them. I’m sure they’ll still fit.

RON
Thanks KP.

Kim heads to her room. Monique looks Ron over.

MONIQUE
So what exactly did you graduate from again?

RON
Secret ninja training, Monique. You’re now looking at a certified ninja. Hiyaw!

He makes a quick, if goofy-looking, pose.

MONIQUE
(laughs)
You haven’t changed a bit. I’m still deciding whether that’s a good thing. Better not go flashing any ninja diplomas around here, though, people might think you’re whack.

RON
You’d be surprised how many colleges accept ninjas.

MONIQUE
I’m sure.

Kim enters, carrying a few folded clothes.

KIM
Here we go, Ron. You can change in the bathroom.

RON
My sports jersey! You rock, Kim!

He enters the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

MONIQUE
He looks…

KIM
I was relieved to know he didn’t have to wear the robe all the time.

MONIQUE
No doubt.

KIM
Any calls while I was out?

MONIQUE
Just about a dozen college clubs trying to get you to sign on for their summer-long programs, and Trev Engine called you about six times.

KIM
Ugh, stalker much? He doesn’t take rejection at face value.

Ron steps out of the bathroom, dressed in his old cargo pants, black shirt, and red-brown jersey. The jersey is a tight fit on him and he pulls at it.

RON
Hey Kim, did you put this through the wash a few times? I think it shrank.

He pulls it off, along with his black undershirt, before Kim and Monique’s eyes.

KIM
No, it should… be…

The girl’s collective jaws drop. While Ron separates his jersey and undershirt they get a good look at an impressively toned torso and arms, complete with a few nick scars here and there that only add to the rugged manliness that is now Ron.

RON
I’ll just have to improvise.

He slips his black undershirt on, which doesn’t do much to hide anything, and then ties the jersey arms around his waste.

RON
How’s that look? …Kim?

The girls are lost on Planet Ron. The scenery must be nice.

RON
Uh… KP? Hello? Earth to Kim!

Kim shakes out of it.

KIM
What? Oh! Um, why don’t you wait outside, Ron, and I’ll ah, I’ll freshen up and join you, okay?

RON
Okay. Let’s go Rufus! Bueno Nacho awaits!

Rufus – now a naked naked mole rat – climbs up Ron’s leg and hops into his favorite pocket.

RUFUS
Home!

Ron walks out, feeling the girl’s eyes on him.

When he’s out of sight the two girls return fully to their senses.

KIM
Oh my gosh. Ron’s a… he’s…

MONIQUE
Total hotness!

KIM
(smiling)
Yeah…

MONIQUE
Kim, I gotta say it.

KIM
Its okay, you can.

MONIQUE
I’m totally jellin’ on you right now.

KIM
Thank you.

She enters her room to change.

MONIQUE
(excited)
I gotta start dating ninjas!


Ext. Lowerton University – Continuous

Kim’s dorm is part of a squat, three-story apartment building behind Lowerton U. Ron waits near the front entrance when Kim exits, wearing dark jeans and a familiar green sleeveless shirt with open midriff.

KIM
Ready, bo?

RON
I guess. Uh, Kim, what just happened up there?

KIM
What do you mean?

RON
You and Monique both went spacey up there. My pants were pulled up. Was it a nose thing?

He brushes his nose.

KIM
No, it isn’t that.

RON
You sure? ‘Cause you looked a little shocked. If it was Rufus, he’s always been naked, remember?

RUFUS
Yah-huh!

KIM
No, Ron, it… well, haven’t you seen yourself lately?

RON
Why? Is it acne? Spinach in my teeth? Did someone stick a sign on my back?

KIM
(sighs)
Ron, you’re hot. There, I said it.

RON
(confused)
But I feel fine.

KIM
(sighs, resigned)
Nevermind, bo. Shall we get going?

She takes his arm and they start walking. Ron tests his forehead with his free hand.

RON
I don’t feel hot…

TREVOR (O.S.)
Heads up!

Kim sees it coming.

KIM
Duck!

A soccer ball flies at Ron’s head. At the last second he catches it with one hand.

RON
I got it!

KIM
You did. How did you do that?

Trevor appears, dressed more or less like he was when we first saw him.

TREVOR
(lying)
Oh, hey, sorry about that. I put a little torque into that one. You okay?

RON
No worries.

Trevor stands before Kim and Ron.

TREVOR
I was just on my way to find you, little bunny. The Year End Party is still on, though. Shall we?

KIM
We shant. Trev, this is my boyfriend, Ron Stoppable.

Trevor glances at Ron.

TREVOR
Him?

RON
Hi! I’m Ron. Nice to meet you, Trev.

TREVOR
Oh-ho, so this is the ninja-monkey boy, huh?

RON
Yeah, Ninja GRADUATE, Monkey MASTER, thanks.

TREVOR
Monkey… what?

KIM
Ron, we should go.

RON
Okay.

They start walking. Trevor watches, befuddled.

Ron stops.

RON
Oh, hey! Sorry, I still got yer ball.

He flicks it up into the air, then winds up and roundhouse kicks the soccer ball. It streaks like a comet a Trevor, who has enough time to gasp before it hits him square in the chest and sends him grinding into the dirt.

RON
(winces)
Ow… sorry buddy! I’m used to kicking wooden practice dummies. A little ointment on that will help! Take my word on it!


Ext. Lowerton Bueno Nacho – Night

Lowerton’s Bueno Nacho hut shares a passing resemblance with Middleton’s though the signpost is a giant naco, rather than the usual taco.

KIM (O.S.)
Where’d you learn to kick like that, Ron?


Int. Lowerton Bueno Nacho – Continuous

Kim and Ron sit at booth seats. At this hour there are only a few customers around. Rufus and their meals sit waiting on the table.

RON
I did a lot of legwork in Japan. Walking, running, jumping, swimming, more running, some kicking…
(He rubs his hands)
Okay, you ready Rufus? We must test our stomachs against Bueno Nacho, and learn if a year of fish and rice has left us weak against the power that is diablo sauce.

Rufus rubs his paws together.

RUFUS
Yum!

He digs in with Ron. After a second, Ron chokes.

RON
Agh! Spicy! That’s spicy!

He drinks down his soda.

RON
Aw man my tastebuds have gone soft! It’ll be a long journey to reclaim my taste for nacos.

Rufus wolfs down what he’s eaten, and then chomps down on Ron’s share, too.

RON
I guess some of us just have guts of steel.

KIM
So, Ron, spill. What exactly happened when you got to Japan?

RON
Well, after I got to the Yamanouchi School, Master Sensei took me to this place called the Valley of the Snow Monkeys. It was weirdness.

KIM
You didn’t learn with the other students? What about Yori?

RON
It was just me and him and Rufus for the whole year. Yori took over training at the school while Sensei was gone.

KIM
(relieved)
Oh, well, that’s good. That’s she’s keeping busy, I mean. But go on; there was Monkey Valley weirdness?

RON
Big time.

We FLASHBACK to –


Ext. Valley of the Snow Monkeys – Day

The valley is nestled in the remote mountains, a place of serene, natural beauty with a tiny river and lake, thick forest, waterfalls, and bubbling hot springs.

And monkeys. Lots and lots of furry, white, Japanese snow monkeys, sitting and staring.

RON (Voice-over)
Monkeys, KP. Everywhere there were monkeys.

KIM (V.O.)
It must’ve been awful.

RON (V.O.)
Yeah, at first, but the monkeys were actually pretty mellow.

CUT to a shot of the snow monkeys, relaxing in a hot spring. Ron and Rufus sit with them.

RON (V.O.)
If I had known what was gonna follow, I would have enjoyed that spring a whole lot more.

CUT to Ron, painstakingly crafting a straw hut while MASTER SENSEI – the short, aged Yamanouchi leader – sits nearby, drinking tea through his long bushy mustache.

KIM (V.O.)
So what did you do?

RON (V.O.)
Well, first I built a shack. And then I dug a well, and a rice paddy. For the first month or so all we ate were fish and berries. Then after harvest we had rice and soybeans.

KIM (V.O.)
That sounds like farm work. What about all your kung fu training?

RON (V.O.)
You know I asked about that, and Sensei just said:

SENSEI
A path is not walked by attacking it, Stoppable-san.

CUT to Ron performing various labors in the Valley: catching fish with a spear while wading in the water, farming rice one grain at a time with chopsticks, chopping firewood with his hands, hauling heavy buckets of water on his shoulders, reading scrolls by candlelight, and finally Monkey Kung Fu practice, followed by meditation: in the hot sun, the rain, the snow, and under a waterfall.

KIM (V.O.)
What about your mystical monkey powers? I thought you were learning how to use them properly.

RON (V.O.)
I was.

KIM (V.O.)
You were?

The FLASHBACK ends, and we come back to –


Int. Bueno Nacho – Night

RON
Everything I was doing was helping my abilities, KP. The monkey master can’t just throw mystical monkey power around; it’s a very delicate tool, one that’s meant to help people. Protection is one way, but positive action is the idea. Building and providing, free from selfish desires, is good. Using my power in anger, or for personal gain, that’s bad.

KIM
How bad?

RON
Angry monkey bad.

KIM
So how do you tell the difference?

Ron holds up his left arm, revealing a rope of black beads wrapped around his wrist.

RON
Meditation is one way. These ojuzu beads help me focus the senses, open the mind, all that jazz.

KIM
And the other way?

RON
Being myself, following my heart, nothin’ but love, KP!

KIM
(smiling)
I think I understand.

RON
In the wrong hands, even my hands, mystical monkey power could do a lot of harm. That’s why you won’t see me pulling anything like I did when I faced Warhok.

KIM
That was a bad monkey moment?

RON
Half-and-half. I didn’t know the difference then, but if I had lost control for even a second the Lowardians wouldn’t have been the ones to be afraid of.

He bows his head.

KIM
Ron, you don’t mean to say that… saving my life… saving the world… was a bad thing?

RON
No way, KP! If I had to do it again I would, but… this is heavy stuff, you know? And the more I use what I have, the bigger the chance I might not be able to stop myself it I have to. And I won’t allow myself to ever do anything to hurt you.

KIM
(smiling)
Wow Ron, that’s probably the most romantic, responsible, and weird thing you’ve ever said.

RON
Heh, yeah.

A police SIREN outside catches their attention. Several police cars rush past Bueno Nacho.

RON
Woah, where’s the fire?

KIM
Good question.

We hear the familiar KP BEEP from Kim’s pocket. Kim brings out the K3.

RON
Hey, a new Kimmunicator! Stylin’!

KIM
Thanks. Wade, what’s the sitch?

Wade appears on the K3’s screen, sitting at home in front of his computers.

WADE
You’re never gonna believe this, Kim. It’s Shego! She’s at the Lowerton National Bank, and… is that Ron?

RON
Hey Wade! Walkin’ tall, my man!

WADE
Ron! Lookin’ buff, bro!

RON
Buff?

KIM
Wade, what about Shego?

WADE
She came out of nowhere! The police are having a hard time with her, too… Kim… are you smiling?

She is. She flattens it.

KIM
No. It’s just… Ron’s home, and now I’ve got a real mission and… This is the best day I’ve had all year!

WADE
Are you sure you’re ready? You haven’t faced Shego since long before high school grad.

RON
Wade, she’s Kim Possible! She can do anything!

RUFUS
Yah-huh! Anything!

KIM
Well, I might be a little rusty… but I know Shego. What do you say, bo?

RON
Booyah!

Kim can’t help it. She gives a gleeful laugh and they run out together.


Int. Middleton Bank – Night

The bank is trashed. Cops lie unconscious near the entrance. The vault door rolls into the room, wobbling onto its side like an oversized coin.

SHEGO comes into view, looking mean and green. Her suit has gotten an update, a little more accessorized, with a belt of slender pouches at her hip and green goggles hanging around her neck, and her shirt has an open midriff – possibly an envy thing she had for Kim’s look. She is hauling a sack of money over one shoulder and has a green and black hoverboard under one arm.

SHEGO
Another day, another stolen dollar.

VOICE (O.S.)
And you’ll put each one back, Shego!

She turns to face a group of four heroes in matching yellow and blue tights: the X-Heroes. The half-rabid man-dog named WOLFHOUND, the towering blue-skinned BRUTE, the woman with a third eye on her forehead is CEREBRAL, and the pretty-boy with a fancy cybernetic eye-patch called DEADEYE.

DEADEYE
Surrender now, or face the might of the Amazing-

SHEGO
(interrupting)
X-Heroes? Please. Do you people hang around in those outfits listening to police scanners?

DEADEYE
We get our mission orders directly from Professor Excelsior and his telepathic abilities! At least we used to, until he went weird on us last night.

BRUTE
Professor brain gone!

SHEGO
Riiight… How’s about – HIYA!

Shego hurls the money bag at Cerebral, slamming her into a customer service till.

Deadeye unleashes a blast from his eye-patch that Shego dodges, firing a ball of her own trademark green flames that sends him crashing into Brute, and both Brute and Deadeye go through a wall.

Wolfhound starts snarling and slobbering, and charges Shego, who reaches into a pouch and produces a small dog treat. She waves it at him, and then tosses it out the hole in the wall Brute and Deadeye made. Wolfhound bounds after it happily.

SHEGO
Yeesh, genetic rejects. Slip in puddle of mutagenic goo and you think you can wear the big boy pants. I used to face real heroes. Actually, only one, but she was better than the lot of you combined!

Shego claims her money and jumps on her hoverboard.

SHEGO
Heroes got no class anymore. Later, los-HEY!

The roof EXPLODES, and Shego has to dodge aside to avoid the falling rubble. A hovering platform lowers itself into the bank, revealing Drakken, Number Two, and a small group of Drakken’s snythodrones carrying electronic shackles.

DRAKKEN
Hahahahaha! X-Heroes, I am Doctor Drakken, and soon you will all – Shego?

SHEGO
Doctor D?

They stare for a moment.

DRAKKEN
(awkwardly)
You’re… looking well.

SHEGO
(equally awkwardly)
You look… are you back doing the evil thing again?

DRAKKEN
I never stopped!

SHEGO
Hello! The gardening? Talking to your pansies? Retirement?!

DRAKKEN
Retirement is for office workers! I took a sabbatical!

TWO
Sir! The X-Heroes!

DRAKKEN
Right! Capture them!

The minions leap down from the platform and grab the X-Heroes, slapping them with electronic cuffs.

DEADEYE
You’ll never get away with –

Number Two clamps a metal gag over Deadeye’s head.

TWO
This should keep you from using your powers!

DRAKKEN
Thank you, Number Two. I can’t stand heroic defiance.

SHEGO
You’re kidnapping them? What’s the deal, Doc?

DRAKKEN
Oh, wouldn’t you like to know, Ms. I’m Putting In My Two Weeks! You seem happy enough robbing banks and playing bad-girl with a bunch of second rate costumed freaks, but I’ve got an empire to build!

The minions load up the bound X-Heroes.

SHEGO
Yeah, but…

DRAKKEN
Oh spare yourself, Shego. You made your choice.

SHEGO
(angrily)
I thought you’d gone soft!

DRAKKEN
From where I’m standing, the only one who’s gone soft is-
(he gasps)
Kim Possible!

SHEGO
Huh?

Kim has pulled up in the SL. She and Ron jump out, still in their casual clothes.

DRAKKEN
Quickly Number Two! Engage the cloaking field! I can’t have Kim Possible find out about my actions now!

TWO
Yes doctor!

The floating platform and its occupants vanish from sight.

SHEGO
Hey! Doc! Where’d you go?

Kim and Ron burst into the bank.

KIM
The bank’s closed, Shego!

SHEGO
Doc? Doctor D! You can’t just hide! Kim Possible is here!

Kim and Ron look around.

RON
I don’t see Drakken.

KIM
Because they broke up after Drakken went legit.

RON
Does she know that?

SHEGO
Doc! Where are you?

KIM
Uh… Shego… there’s no one else here.

SHEGO
Ugh… fine! I’ll take care of her myself!

She hops off her hoverboard and faces Kim.

SHEGO
Long time no see, Kimmy. Shouldn’t you be studying?

KIM
Shouldn’t you be in prison?

Shego looks past Kim at Ron.

SHEGO
Is that… the sidekick? Has he been working out?
(smiles)
Me like.

RON
(worried)
Kim? I’m scared.

KIM
Eyes forward, Shego!

SHEGO
Run along, princess, you haven’t taken a mission in months, where as I’ve been kicking hero tail all year!

She gives her hoverboard a slap and it darts for Kim, who just barely evades it. Shego attacks right after the board, fists burning green.

SHEGO
Same ol’ cheerleading moves, Kim? And those clothes are so last year.

KIM
Funny, coming from the girl who’s stole my look!

Kim tosses Shego through the air in a judo flip.

Shego whistles in midair, and her hoverboard positions itself for her to land perfectly on it.

SHEGO
Face it, you’re out of practice, pumpkin. When was the last time you took on a real villain?

KIM
When I face one, I’ll let you know!

Shego smiles, and throws an item from her belt at Kim. It expands into a large net that Kim is too slow to avoid: she is tangled and pinned against the floor.

SHEGO
You like it? It may not be my natural style, but a girl has to diversify when you’re taking on teams of freaky wannabe losers. And for my next trick…

She taps her foot on the board, and a deadly looking blade extends from the board’s tip.

SHEGO
Kim Possible, shish-kabob style!

The board speeds towards Kim, and she can only watch, wide-eyed.

Ron suddenly steps into the way, hands open as though to clap.

KIM
Ron! Look out!

Focused, Ron claps his hands at the very moment the blade reaches him. His stance is perfect, and the hoverboard comes to a complete stop in his grip. Shego is catapulted from the board to the floor.

With a roll of his hands, Ron spins the hoverboard and it careens into the wall.

Rufus hops down to Kim and using his teeth, cuts through the net easily. Kim pulls herself out, looking a little embarrassed.

RON
You okay, KP?

KIM
I… I’m fine!

She gets to her feet.

From the safety of the cloaking field, Drakken watches the fight.

TWO
Sir, shouldn’t we withdraw?

DRAKKEN
The buffoon has come a long way in the past year. This could complicate things.

TWO
Sir! Do we retreat?

DRAKKEN
Yes. And bring Shego with us!

TWO
The traitor? But why?

DRAKKEN
Because I… If she’s captured she could expose my plans before we’re ready! Bring her!

Back outside the field, Shego is picking herself up.

SHEGO
Forgot about monkey-boy’s little talent…

KIM
There’s no escape, Shego, just give up.

SHEGO
I’d love to stay and chat, but- HEY!

Shego is yanked upward, and literally vanishes into thin air.

Ron and Kim stare at the empty space for a second.

RON
What just happened?

Back in the cloaking field, Number Two pulls Shego on to the platform.

SHEGO
What are you doing?

KIM
She just… vanished.

DRAKKEN
Hah! The sound-dampening modifications work perfectly! Quickly! Get us out of here!

TWO
Yes doctor!

The platform lifts out of the bank and rushes off, invisible to the naked eye and ear.

Kim and Ron wave their arms through the area Shego was just standing in, but she’s gone and the bank is empty save for a few groggy cops.

RON
This is weird.

She and Ron stare out at the sky through the hole in the bank roof.

KIM
And I get the feeling this is only the beginning…


TO BE CONTINUED…