Kim… Property?

By Futuramakid

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own KP, or anything else her but the Mirror Universe KP crew.

“Court recess,” Judge McSpadden said.

Ronnie turned to Kim.

“Does it hurt?” Ronnie asked.

“No,” Kim said, “it just feels like he took the bones out from under my skin. It’s like my muscles have nothing to move.”

“Let’s get you to a fan artist,” Ronnie said, “they can lay in fresh lead. It’ll be as good as new.”

He led Kim out of the court room and into the crowd outside. Ron followed, worried about his girlfriend.

“Kim needs medical attention,” Ronnie said to Ashley, “the lawyer erased the pencils of her right arm. We need someone good to do the honors of laying in some new lead.”

At first, Ashley just stared at Kim’s arm.

“What… how…” she said, utterly amazed that anyone was inhuman enough to do that to an innocent girl.

“That little devil did WHAT!?!” the second in command said.

“Let me guess,” Ronnie said, “are you Force Commander Someguy?”

“Yes,” the man said, “but that’s not important now. We need to know- what’s the best place in this town to get good pencils?”

”Hobby Lobby always seems to have good pencils,” Ronnie volunteered.

“Good. We’ll get there, get a fanartist to volunteer, and have her back to the courthouse before the trial’s back in session,” Force Commander said.

“Alright, people,” Ashley yelled at the crowd, having regained composure, “Kim Possible is coming through. She needs medical attention, fast. So if you would get out of our way as we lead her through, that’d be great.”

Concerned murmurs could be heard throughout the crowd as they moved. Ron, Ronnie, Ashley, and Someguy formed a protective semicircle in front of Kim. They cleared the crowd, and walked Kim to the Hobby Lobby.

“Okay,” Ronnie said, “we need money to get a good pencil.”

“Non-issue,” Ashley said. She handed him a ten dollar bill. “Get the best for our Kim.”

Ronnie ran in and to the back of the store.

“Can I help you?” a worker asked.

“Yes,” Ronnie said, “I need the best art pencil you have, and fast.”

“Here,” the man said, “ We only sell these in 5 packs. Wolff's Carbon pencils, 2B. That’ll be $8.77”

Ronnie handed him the cash, and ran out with the pencils. He handed Ashley the change and took out a pencil.

“Ok,” he said, “we need a good fanartist.”

“Well, I have no real idea who I that crowd is and isn’t good, and any of them probably would if it meant they got to work on Kim,” FCS said, “I guess we’ll have to choose the most artistic of us.”

“I’ll do it,” Ronnie said, “I learned from the model sheets.”

He took the pencil, and had Kim stand still. He carefully re-outlined from the shoulder to the elbow, trying to be as consistent with the paint line as he could.

“Ahh, Kim,” a familiar voice said, walking up, “I knew you’d be here.”

“What do you want?” Kim said, watching Saffier walk up.

“You repulsive gutless swine,” Ashley said, “you have the tenacity to Kim, and now you walk here as if nothing happened?”

Kim sat up. She walked up to the man and punched him in the face.

“Temper, temper, Kimmie-cub,” the man said, “why, you’re one of the two Disney heroines to have two parents. We wouldn’t want to take it down to one, would we?”

This was the last straw.

“I have HAD enough of YOU!” Kim said, “you may look like a British nobleman, but you’re the devil in disguise.”

“And you, my little flower, are a diamond in the rough,” Lewis said.

“I know who you are now!” Ronnie said, “You’re Jafar!”

“Yes,” Jafar said, “I got here in a similar manner as Kim, albeit a much longer time ago. Possesing the phenomenal cosmic powers of a genie enabled me to hide, once I got some worthless lout to free me. And we genies don’t die. I’ve hidden in companies a long time now. Perhaps you’ll recognize my last alias: Michael Eisner!”

“But now we know! We can tell the world!” Ronnie said.

“Who would believe you?” Jafar said, “I am in a perfectly human body, after all.”

“But then, why didn’t you just control her?” Ashley asked.

“The lout was smart enough to wish I had no power once free before he freed me,” Jafar explained, “this is just the elementary skills I used to disguise myself before. Now, Kim, I have a proposition for you,” he began, holding out a sheet of paper “you sign to stay here and do 3 shows a day, I drop this case, and you get whatever you want. It could be your big chance!”

“Or,” he said in a lower voice, where only Kim could hear, “you can kiss your world goodbye.”

Kim reluctantly reached out to sign.

“Kim!” Ron said, startling her enough so she froze.

“Why are you doing this?” Ron said, “we could win this case!”

Kim thought, and decided it was better he didn’t know.

“Like he said, it could be my big chance,” Kim said. She held back tears.

“To do what, Kim?” Ron said, “To live life in a gilded cage and never make a difference again? Kim, as long as you’re free, wherever we are you can make a difference! We can change the world! Doesn’t that matter anymore?”

Kim signed the contract, letting out a single tear as she tried to keep from bawling.

“You don’t understand, but it’s better this way,” Kim said.

“I don’t know who you are,” Ron said, “but you’re not the Kim I knew, and you’re not the Kim I came here with. And you’re DEFINITELY not the Kim I loved.”

Jafar led Kim away to tell the court they’d made an out of court settlement.

“Hmm,” Ronnie said, “this reminds me of something…”

“LAPUTA!” he said, his face lit up.

“La puta? Isn’t that Latin?” Ron said.

“No, it’s Spanish, and I said Laputa, not la puta,” Ronnie said.

“What do you mean?” Ashley said.

“In Hayao Miyazaki’s Laputa: Castle in the Sky, the heroine, Sheeta, is coerced into entering a partnership to save the boy she loves, Pazu! Kim wouldn’t do that unless something big was at stake!” Ronnie said.

“Then all we need to do…” Ron began.

“Is figure out what!” Ashley finished.

“Ok, team, here’s what we should do,” Someguy began…