A/N: Finally! It took me a while to figure out the next few chapters. After this will be a two-part mini-crossover with Phineas and Ferb (Dr. Doof will be the villain-of-the-week). That was one of the first ideas for had for this story, but I need time to put the pieces together. Anyway, no Shego this chapter, but you'll probably recognize someone else. A certain someone who will show up with Shego in the crossover. As always, thanks for reading!

Jerry and the Manatees

A month after saving the day at the farm, Kim began to feel restless again. She wanted a new, exciting project to shake up her already-full schedule. Inspiration arrived when her science teacher introduced them to a group called Manatee Protectors. The class watched a video about the amazing sea cows, learning all about the animal and the program's ongoing rescue efforts. The teacher explained Manatee Protectors were on their way to Middleton, where they'd hold an assembly at the middle school and set up an exhibit for the local aquarium. While they couldn't bring a live manatee, the interactive displays would educate visitors and raise funds for the group's facility in Florida.

On Friday, the entire school filed into the gym for the assembly. Kim was the most excited student by far. No one minded the assembly since it got them out of class, but the majority couldn't care less about manatees. She easily snagged a place in the front row. Ron tried to escape, preferring a back row where he could finish last-minute homework, but Kim dragged him into the empty seat next to her.

"This is so cool!" she squeaked, earning raised eyebrows from surrounding classmates. "We're actually meeting real Manatee Protectors!"

Kim heard Bonnie's laugh from a few rows behind her. "Dork alert!" the brunette announced. Some classmates chuckled in agreement.

Her face heating with embarrassment, Kim pretended to focus on the empty podium in the middle of the gym. Ron nudged her shoulder. "Ignore Bonnie," he whispered. "Manatee Protectors rock."

"Thanks." Kim appreciated the support. As an animal lover (except for monkeys), Ron had shown more interest in the video than most of their classmates. He even stayed awake the whole time. When two representatives from Manatee Protectors finally approached the podium, Ron clapped louder than Kim just so Kim wouldn't feel self-conscious. They were the loudest students in the gym.

The Manatee Protectors waved specifically at Ron and Kim to show their gratitude. They were both men in their late twenties or early thirties, but the similarities stopped there. One was thin with dark hair and a stubbly beard. The other had a much wider, stockier build and flat platinum blonde hair. "Hey everyone!" the blonde said with a big wave at the crowd.

It didn't stir much excitement. A few students said "hello" back as the dark-haired man took over the podium. "Good Morning, I'm Jerry! This is my fellow Manatee Protector, D. O. Gooder..."

About half the students burst out laughing. D. O. gritted his teeth at the response that did not surprise him. "Come on, he did not say 'B'! It's D. O.! D as in dog!"

"Your first name is dog?" A smart aleck kid shouted from the back.

D. O. fought for patience as the students laughed harder. The principal stood from his seat near the front and glared back at the crowd, making everyone to quiet down. Jerry took over while D. O. sulked nearby. "So kids, I know what you're all wondering," Jerry said brightly. "Why should I care about some weird-looking animal I've never even seen? Well, the truth is, manatees are a key part of ocean wildlife. They help maintain seagrass that feeds a lot of other marine animals. In fact they're called 'sea cows' because, like land cows, they're gentle giants that feed on grass..."

By the end of the assembly, most students paid attention. The turning point was when Jerry and D. O. unveiled an impressive tabletop replica of a manatee habitat. This would be one of many new displays in the aquarium exhibit. Both Jerry and D. O. moved back to the podium, trying to convey even more excitement for their announcement.

"Now this is where it gets real interesting," D. O. said to a riveted crowd. "We want every single one of you to be a Manatee Protector. Jerry and I will be in town for the next week to work on the aquarium exhibit. During that week, want to see some serious fundraising going on. Our full line of Manatee Protector gear has something for everyone – stuffed manatees for your younger siblings, t-shirts for the parents. We've even got these really cool Manatee Protector sunglasses!" He took a blue and purple pair out of his pocket and put them on.

Jerry followed suit with a Manatee Protectors baseball cap. "What's in it for you all? Well, pride in knowing the proceeds help manatees, of course! We'll also donate a percentage to Middleton Junior High." He paused for dramatic effect. "Oh, and, you know, there's prizes for our top sellers." That caused a wave of exclamations. "You have exactly one week, until next Friday. The winners will be unveiled at the exhibit's opening night event on Saturday. There, we'll award prizes and certificates to the top five sellers. First runner up wins an MP3 player!"

The students cheered as D. O. continued. "The top seller of the week wins the best prize of all...an all-expenses-paid weekend trip to our facility in Florida! Parents and siblings included!"

Applause and whistles rang throughout the gym as the assembly ended. They only calmed when they realized teachers were passing out fundraising kits. Kim and Ron were two of the first students to get their packets. "That trip to Florida is mine!" Kim said, hugging the blue folder. Lunch happened to be next, so she and Ron headed towards the cafeteria.

Ron looked through the catalog that came with the kit. "I know you'll get it, KP! I just want the MP3 player. You don't know how lucky you are to have the Kimmunicator."

Kim smiled as she took the Kimmunicator out of her pocket. Her new Club Banana cargo pants were perfect for carrying it around. As a cool eighth grader, she tried to avoid bringing her clunky backpack to every class. "Speaking of, I promised Wade I'd check in. He said he had some news."

With a shrug, she made the call to Wade. He appeared on the screen almost instantly. "Hey Kim!" he said. "And hey Ron, good to see you too. I've been tinkering with some inventions since your run-in with The Duke. They're ready to be tested out!"

"Um, what kind of inventions?" As much as Kim loved her Kimmunicator, she had no idea what else Wade cooked up. She wasn't too savvy when it came to regular technology.

Wade grinned at the question. "How does a rocket-powered skateboard sound?"

"Fictional," Kim retorted. "There's no way."

"Oh, but there is! I mailed the skateboard and some other goodies to your house." Wade chuckled at Kim and Ron's astonished expressions. "Have fun!"

If students participated in a fundraiser at all, they did the bare minimum. They brought the catalog home, passed it around to extended family, maybe sent it into work with Mom and/or Dad. Kim planned to do all of it. But, per usual, she stepped up her game. Over the weekend she begged her parents to let her set up a table in the park. (This was after her door-to-door sales idea got a strong "no.") They agreed on the condition that one of them helped her with customers.

Students were supposed to take orders, then distribute them when the shipment from Manatee Protectors arrived at the school. But Kim asked her parents to stop by the aquarium, where she convinced Jerry to give her some of the merchandise he brought to Middleton. He allowed it on the condition that her parents would have to pay if leftover items weren't returned. Though skeptical she'd make many sales, Jerry thanked Kim for her dedication.

So, on Saturday, Kim told her father to put their card table right by the park entrance. She wore her new Manatee Protectors t-shirt with pride as she created a display from the merchandise. Ron was there too, but he quickly became distracted by Kim's new skateboard. Jim and Tim tagged along just so they could try and play with the skateboard themselves – if Ron ever figured out how to stop it.

Even Kim's father was impressed by Wade's invention. "A real rocket-powered skateboard," James said with a shake of his head. "Never thought I'd see it. Wanted to invent one myself when I was Jim and Tim's age."

"It is really cool." Kim smiled as Ron zoomed by on a walkway, much faster than he was comfortable with by the looks of it, her brothers running after him. "I just don't know when I'd use it. I don't even own a non-rocket-powered skateboard."

James laughed. "Well, either the twins or Ron would be thrilled to take it off your hands. They might have to fight me for it first. In fact, I might get in line for a turn myself."

Frowning, Kim imagined her father losing control of the skateboard and flailing like Ron. If anyone from school saw it... "Um, uh...be careful, Dad. And maybe you should focus more on Jim and Tim running lose in the park. I don't want them to drive away my customers."

"Good call. Why don't you give them one of those Manatee Protector flying discs to play with? It'll keep them out of your hair, and promote the cause." He took one out of the big box of merchandise under the card table.

Kim shrugged. "If you think they'll go for that over a rocket-powered skateboard..."

"They can't all take turns at once. Good luck with sales, Kimmie-cub. I'll be right here, so call me over if you need anything."

Kim sighed as her father ran off to join the boys on an adjacent walkway. Sure enough, when Tim rode the skateboard, the other three played with the flying disc. After a while, people made their way over to her table when they saw the other flying discs in her display. She consistently sold the discs, sunglasses, and baseball caps for well over an hour.

Sometime later, Ron helped her with customers while Jim and Tim used the skateboard. Apparently most Middleton park-goers loved manatees.

As the crowd dwindled, Kim noticed an odd man and an older woman approach. She seemed normal enough, if a little too bubbly, but that odd glint in his eye... For some reason, it wouldn't surprise her to learn he wasn't a good person. "Hey Ron," she whispered. "Can you get my dad?"

"Uh, sure, KP." Ron was confused, but he shrugged and ran to get Kim's father.

"Oh, Drewbie, look!" The woman grabbed the man's arm and dragged him over to the table. "Don't you just love manatees?"

The man sneered at the table. He had a blue sports jacket over a button-down and navy slacks, while the woman – probably his mother – wore a nice dress. They looked dressed up for a fancy restaurant or a play. "Manatees are big, useless blobs," he commented with a shrug. "Sharks are better. Or eels, or piranhas..."

"Now, now, where are your manners? You'll upset this ambitious young lady here. Hello dear, I'm Mrs. Lipsky and this is my son. He's going to buy me whatever I want because it's my birthday."

The man with bluish skin glared at the table. "Mother! I just took you out to a very expensive lunch. This fundraising stuff is always overpriced, and I'm not made of money!"

"Hush, Drewbie, I already see some things I want. Take out your wallet now."

Kim giggled. The strange man didn't seem so intimidating anymore. "I'm Kim, it's nice to meet you, Mrs. Lipsky. Happy Birthday!"

"Oh, thank you, aren't you a sweetheart?" Mrs. Lipsky picked several items off the most recent display. "I'll take two t-shirts, one for me and one for Drew..."

"I don't want one, Mother."

"Oh, take it, you can wear it when you do your radio show. It'll be nice and comfortable." She waved her hand for Drew's wallet. "Kim, do you have any coffee mugs? I just love coffee."

"I think I might, hold on." Kim rummaged around the nearly-empty box, finding two coffee mugs all the way at the bottom. She put one with the shirts and told them the total. Drew grumbled as he handed her the cash, his mother smiling at the both of them. Mrs. Lipsky was waving good-bye when Kim's father finally arrived.

"Sorry, Kimmie-cub, the boys almost ran into someone with the skateboard." James frowned after the departing customers. "Huh. You know, that guy looks like a friend I had in college."

A week later, Kim felt confident she sold way more than anyone else in her school. It helped that she didn't have much competition. Though everyone was excited at the assembly, no one talked about it much throughout the week. None of her classmates were too motivated...especially when they saw how much Kim wanted the prize. Students quickly realized they wouldn't have a chance at winning the trip. Still, Manatee Protectors grew in popularity, and almost every student wore a piece of merchandise by the end of the week.

Even Bonnie didn't give Kim much trouble. Usually Bonnie enjoyed the competition, but she'd merely shrugged when people asked her about it. As she explained – "So not worth the effort. I already have an MP3 player, and I don't care about some boring research facility." But she bought sunglasses from someone else on the cheer squad just to spite Kim.

So Kim wasn't surprised when on Friday, after everyone submitted their orders, her science teacher pulled her aside. The teacher didn't confirm the win, but she strongly hinted that Kim should attend the aquarium event.

On Saturday night, Kim, Ron and the Possible family arrived over an hour early. The Possible parents wanted to take the boys around the aquarium before the ceremony. Kim wore her Manatee Protectors shirt again, but her new accessory was from Wade. The tech genius sent her real-life "x-ray" glasses along with the skateboard. Wade explained that the glasses were, ah, "PG-rated."He'd designed them to see through everything except outfits people currently wore. Kim was grateful since she did not want to see...that.

While Ron had tested out the skateboard, Kim kept the glasses for herself. The thick frames were a little dorky but she wanted to try them out. The large event room had a small group of people, and half a dozen tables scattered throughout. A turtle habitat, the room's regular exhibit, ran along one of the longer walls. Three of the tables supported a bulky square hidden under a sheet.

Picking up on her train of thought, Ron pointed at one of the tables. "Check it out, KP!"

"On it!" Kim pressed a button on the side of her glasses. The x-ray activated and showed her what was on the table. "It's the display we saw at the assembly!" While the glasses were still on, she caught sight of Jerry on the other side of the event room wall. "Oh, Jerry's in the next room! Let's go say 'hi.'"

The next room over was closed, so they opened the door to find Jerry in a state of panic. It was a storage space full of Manatee Protectors gear and supplies. Jerry searched each pile, rummaging through every single box. "They have to be here," he grumbled to himself. "When I find D. O., wherever the heck he is, he better have an explanation for..."

"Jerry?"

"Kim?" Jerry froze in surprise when he saw the students in the doorway. "Oh, uh, hi there. I'm glad you two made it to the event. Did you need something?"

Ron raised an eyebrow at the surrounding mess. "I could ask you the same thing. Dude, I know panic when I see it, and you're panicking."

Pausing his search, Jerry sighed. "I can't find some of our displays. All six were set up earlier, but now three of them are gone. None of the aquarium staff knows anything about it, and D. O. has been oddly M-I-A all afternoon."

Kim frowned as she analyzed the situation. "You think D. O. has something to with it?"

"What? Oh, not on purpose, I'm sure." Jerry answered too quickly, in Kim's opinion. "But I'm just confused because everything was all set up a few hours ago."

The two eighth graders exchanged worried glances. "You really need to find D. O," Kim insisted. "He's the only one who might know what happened."

Jerry nodded. "I agree, which is why I've been trying his cell phone every five minutes. He's never disappeared like this before. I stopped by our hotel and I couldn't find him or the missing materials."

"Well, uh, did you search the aquarium?" Ron suggested with a shrug. "Maybe someone who works here moved them for some reason. Or D. O. moved them because uh, he wanted to keep them safe?"

Kim smiled at her best friend. "That's a great idea, Ron. Let's look around."

Since Jerry was the only one who'd recognize the missing items, the trio stayed together as they checked the aquarium's back rooms. Kim kept her x-ray glasses on and scanned each one. After a few rooms, Jerry noticed this and raised an eyebrow. "New glasses, Kim?"

"Oh, my regular vision is twenty-twenty," Kim answered. "These are x-ray glasses. I've been using them in case we overlooked anything."

Jerry laughed. "Right, 'x-ray glasses.' I had a toy like that when I was a kid."

"No, these are real," Ron explained. "Our genius friend invented them,"

Amused, Jerry replied, "Oh, well, if you say they're real..."

"But they are!"

Suddenly Kim stopped and looked ahead of them with the glasses. "Hey, D. O.'s in that room up ahead! At the end of the hallway!"

"How in the world..." Jerry trailed off when Kim opened the door to the storage room. D. O. stood with a full toolbox in his hand, staring at the others with absolute shock. A large fake manatee, a film projector, and a collection of fossils took up the back wall – clearly the missing displays.

No one spoke for a minute as everyone registered the discovery. Also surprising, Jerry looked way more furious at D. O. than genuinely shocked. "Oh, uh...t-there you are, Jerry..." D. O. sputtered as he put the toolbox down. "I, wanted to tell you...these were damaged on the trip here and..."

Jerry glared at his coworker. "I checked them when we landed. They were fine. I guess that toolbox explains why one of the display tables was mysteriously broken earlier, and had to be replaced."

"Are you listening to yourself, Jer?" D. O. scoffed, trying to seem offended. He didn't pull it off. "I don't know what the Scooby gang here has been telling you, but this is me you're talking about. I'm a Manatee Protector too! Why would I ruin our event?"

Ron considered the question. "Even though he insulted us, I'll admit he has a point."

"He didn't want Manatee Protectors to expand," Jerry explained calmly, his eyes never leaving D. O. "Out of nowhere he volunteered to go on these fundraising trips. It made me suspicious, but I went along with it, thinking he had a change of heart. Then I got a call from the last school we visited. They never received their cut of the fundraising profits, D. O. That's why you were against expansion. You knew, the bigger we got, the more likely I'd find out about your scam."

Throughout Jerry's speech, D. O. began sweating, trembling, struggling to deny it all. Finally he barreled out the room, throwing everyone off their feet in the process. He'd aimed for Jerry and shoved his former coworker into the doorway. Kim charged after D. O., kicked off the corridor wall, and flipped so she landed right in front of him.

D. O. stared in amazement but recovered instantly. "Move, little girl. This is none of your business."

"I'm making it my business." Then Kim unleashed a kick that sent D. O. Gooder flying down the hall.

Two hours later, the aquarium event was in full swing. D. O. was fired from Manatee Protectors and taken away – two more of the loaded tables had collapsed in the event room, nearly injuring attendees. Jerry would need to stay in Middleton longer to fix the exhibit, but he put on a less-impressive show with the non-damaged displays. Almost half the students in Kim's grade, and their families, packed into the event room. Jerry insisted Kim, Ron and the Possibles stand right in front as he started to announce the fundraiser winners.

"First of all," Jerry said, speaking into a microphone. "I want to thank Kim Possible and her friend Ron Stoppable. Not only did they dedicate themselves to fundraising, they saved this event! Let's all give them a big round of applause."

Though they didn't know how the event was saved, everyone burst into applause for the two teens. Kim told her parents what happened, expecting a lecture, but they only hugged her out of relief that she was okay. She suspected there would be a lecture at home after the event. Meanwhile, even her brothers joined in with the cheering crowd.

"Now, the moment you've all been waiting for." Jerry walked over to the prize table. A Manatee Protectors brochure represented the trip, the MP3 player rested on a stand, and three mysterious envelopes would be given to third, fourth and fifth-place sellers. "Manatee Protectors thanks each and every one of you kids for your amazing efforts. You all raised over seven thousand dollars in a week! It's the best fundraiser we've ever seen!"

The applause didn't stop as Jerry handed out envelopes for fifth and fourth place, which contained $50 and $100 gift cards respectively. Ron was getting nervous. "Come on, MP3 player!" he chanted under his breath. He didn't usually bother with fundraisers, but since he made his own sales when he went out with Kim, he had a much better chance this time.

"And now," Jerry continued. "Third place goes to...Ron Stoppable! Ron, you've won a gift card from our sponsor, Smarty Mart!"

There was no trace of disappoint as Ron pumped a victory fist in the air. "Booyah!" Rufus has been hiding in Ron's pocket, but the rodent couldn't help showing his support, clapping his paws and squeaking "Yay! Smarty Mart!" Ron ran up to get the gift card as Kim and the audience applauded.

The announcements continued, and it was no surprise to anyone when Kim won the trip to Florida. Jerry mentioned that she sold over a thousand dollars in merchandise all by herself. The runner-up who won the MP3 player barely sold half that amount. As the event ended, the Possible parents said they'd take the kids out for ice cream to celebrate the wins.

Kim felt happier about this prize than her Key to the city. This meant she'd get to see manatees! "Congrats again, Ron! But I'm sorry you didn't get the MP3 player."

"No sweat, KP." Ron beamed as he held up his $150 Smarty Mart gift card. "I've been looking at sales. They have an MP3 player for $149.99!"