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The Greatest Enemies	By : vic_elor Category: Kim Possible > General Views: 17563 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Wow K.P., that's really not like you at all."

"I know. I don't know what I was thinking! I save the world on a near weekly basis, I don't steal things."

"Yeah, stealing, that's not like you either but what I meant was the giving in to your little brothers demands. Usually you just get mad, call them tweebs, and storm off."

"Yeah, but this time they have something I need to get back."

"So what makes you think Jim and Tim are going to keep their word and give you the photo even if you get them what they want?"

"I don't see how I have a choice."

"You know, if this was some sort super secret high tech device Drakken had stolen we'd just go get it back all 'Kim-style'. Why don't we just do the same thing here?"

"Because, Ron, my brothers have high speed internet access in their room and far too much time on their hands. I can't risk setting off a booby trap and have that picture appear all over the internet."

"Good point. So, you want me to go with you after school?"

"Go with me where?"

"I don't know. Wherever it is you were planning on going to buy condoms."

"Ron, I can't go buy them!"

"Why not?"

"Because someone we know might see me! It would be bad enough if I had a boyfriend but being single and buying condoms would make me look like a total slut."

"I'll go with you then. That way if you get caught…"

"RON!"

"Right, that wouldn't be good either. So then how are you going to get a hold of some condoms if you're not going to buy them?"

"I'll just swipe some from my parent's room tonight before they get home."

"Whoa K.P., are you sure that's a good idea? I mean, stealing from your parents is what got you into this whole mess."

"Yeah, but this time stealing is going to get me out of it!"

"Ms. Possible, Mr. Stoppable, class starts in two minutes. I strongly advise you to get moving immediately." Kim could hear Mr. Barken announce.

"I can't be late from chem. class again. See ya later K.P."

-*Later that afternoon*-

School had crept by so slowly it felt like a week had passed since the first period bell rang but it was finally over and operation 'stolen protection' was ready to begin.

I quietly closed the front door behind me and stood motionless, listening for any creaking or voices that would warn me I wasn't alone.

'No one's here. Perfect' I thought with relief. I was glad to be alone because while Jim and Tim had no reason to double cross me I knew Ron was right about not trusting them if I didn't have to. Besides, they couldn't cheat me if they weren't here.

I didn't feel my stomach begin to twist until my hand touched my parent's doorknob. Up until now I was just walking down the hall and there's nothing wrong with that, but now I was going to break my parent's trust once again in the hopes that two wrongs will make a right.

I gulped as I turned the knob and stepped in.

Everything in my parents room looked exactly as it had when I broke in a week ago. My parent's always kept their condoms in the same place, a different draw in the same dresser as their secret stash, so all I'd need to do was the exact same routine as last time. Tip toe across the floor, dry my hands so as to not leave prints, slide open the top drawer and…

"Ewe!" I mumbled to myself as my eyes caught the used clothes basket in the corner. My already upset stomach became more perturbed as I realized what was lying on the top of the pile: the same black panties I had discovered last time. That could only mean that last night my parents were…

"Hello there Kimmy-cub, fancy seeing you here." I heard my father say in a playful tone.

'Oh god!' I thought as my heart started to race, 'I should have known I was going to get caught. Stupid 'tweebs! I bet they set me up.'

"Don't be silly Daddy, you knew I'd be here waiting for you." I heard someone with my voice say, "You did promise me a special reward for being so good all this week."

"That I did, that I did."

"I hope you don't mind but I felt like dressing up for the occasion. Do you like my new outfit?"

As I turned towards the voices I knew I wasn't going to like what I saw. In the doorway stood my father, his eyes wide and focused on my spectral form sprawled out on his bed.

"You know you're mother has an outfit just like that one."

"I know, who do you think I borrowed this little number from?"

"I'm surprised she let you borrow it. She's always telling you're too young to dress like that."

"Well, I didn't exactly ask if I could borrow them."

I forgot about the dresser as my spectral self crawled off the bed and slowly began to shimmy her way to our father. I didn't want to see what was going to happen, but as I rushed to within a foot of them I knew I couldn't just ignore it. Besides, I wanted to see what outfit my mother thought was too smutty for me.

"Oh come on now! I wouldn't wear that!" I complained to myself, "A pre-worn pair of my mother's panties I just found in the hamper and nothing else? Of course that's too whorish for me! Hell, that's too whorish even for Bonnie! And how does one small article of clothing count as an outfit? You'd think I'd at least wear a bra or some sort of top."

"I want to start by thanking you for not telling mom about our special alone time." My other self said as she began to knell down in front of my father, "You don't mind, do you?"

"Oh, not at all! In fact, I love it when you give me your special thank you. You do it with so much more joy and enthusiasm then your mother."

"Shh, no more talk about mom because I'm going to make you forget all about her." She uttered as she lowered my father's pants, revealing his already hard ten inch cock.

"That's enough!" I yelled my imaginary creations, "First off I would never dress like that. Secondly, I would never give my father head. Lastly, I really doubt my father is as big as Ron!"

"Excuse me young lady?" My spectral father replied to the real me for the first time, "How would you know how big Ron is? If you two have been sleeping together…"

"No, it's not like that at all." I replied honestly, unable to think of a lie due to the shock of my imaginary father actually talking to me, "We grew up together; we've been inseparable since pre-K. You didn't think that at least once in all those years as kids we would have played 'doctor' or 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours'."

"That had better the only thing that happened between you two! I knew that Ronald couldn't be trusted. Next time I see him I'll…"

"Wait, so Ron is really well endowed?" My spectral clone interpreted my father to ask me, "If that's the case then I really need to start showing up in his imaginary fantasies more often."

"What's the deal? Aren't you supposed to disappear when I…" I tried to ask them but they disappeared before I finished.

'Oh man,' I thought to myself, 'I think I'm starting to lose my mind. I need to hurry up, get those condoms, and get out of here before someone comes home or I start hallucinating again.'

I was far less concerned with being quiet and sneaking now. I just needed to finish my task. I bolted back to my mother's dresser, pulled out the upper most drawer, grabbed one of the three boxes, and smiled. The end was in sight.

*Flash* *Flash* *Flash*

I dropped the condoms on the floor and rubbed the stars from my eyes.

'What the hell was that? On second thought, I don't even want to know.'

I didn't want to know but I did need to know.

As I looked down into the drawer, this time more carefully, I noticed the tweebs homemade wireless camera.

"Fuck! I can't believe those stupid little tweebs stabbed me in the back like this!" I screamed as I picked up the tiny camera and throw it against the ground. I knew the camera had already sent its pictures to who knows where but it made me feel a little better to destroy their treasonous toy.

As I stared down with glee at the broken pieces I realized that in my rage I hadn't noticed a slip of paper attached to the device.

-*Note*-

Dear Kimberly, please try to enjoy the rest of your day. We'll talk to you tomorrow after school regarding our new terms. Signed J&T
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