Disclaimer: I own nothing if you saw it on Kim Possible. The plot is mine though.

A/N: Hello there, This is the second fic Ive started... so... please be rough! X-P.

This idea popped into my head as I was thinking of another Kim Possible fanfic storyline I will be starting and posting the first chapter of soon.

To me, Ronald Dean Stoppable is the John McLane of the Disney world you know? Just the guy who happened to be there when Sh** hit the fan and could do something to fix it. So he did. Unrecognized and mostly unappreciated. He did it anyway. With Kim there he didn't usually have to do much, but when she wasn't he showed some of what he could do.

He is what I like to call an 'Epic By Necessity' kinda guy. Only as good or skilled as the situation demands. Unlike Kim, who needs to be the best and recognized for it.

So... Here is my view of the last 20-30 minutes of the Kim Possible: So The Drama movie with one minor alteration and everything it changes.

What did I change you ask? Well read on my friend.

Read, review and, above all, enjoy.

Chapter 1: So Obvious

The full moon shined bright as the young teen arrived at his favorite hangout. He parked his beat up, well used blue scooter in front of the restaurant and walked in. His entire demeanor, from his greater than usual slouch to the way he dragged his feet as he walked towards the counter, told of the unusual depression that had settled on him.

This was Ron Stoppable. A hopeless optimist that could see the bright side on the dark side of the moon. Depression stuck to him as often as the flu, which he could only got once and from a super-powered villainess at that. Depression just wasn't his thing.

Social outcast? Normal was overrated. Lost 99 million bucks in a few weeks? Nothing but a lesson learned. Lost his pants on a statistically impossible basis? Just made him immune to crippling embarrassment.

But tonight. Yep. Tonight something had definitely pierced that fortress of optimism.

Even the restaurant music seemed in line with his feelings as he slouched on to the counter, put his right elbow on the counter-top and propped his head on it. His face set in a frown and his mind lost in sad thoughts. He didn't even notice the nervous smile on Ned, the former assistant manager of Bueno Nacho.

"Welcome to Bueno Nacho" Ned said, casting a nervous glance at Lars, the new manager. "May I take your order?"

"Ron!" He whispered, hiding his face from Lars with a food tray. "Something is very wrong!"

"Got that right." Ron sighed, not having really heard him. He looked up at the menu. "Alright lets see… Two Chimeritos grande sized. Three orders of Nacos and a grande sized soda. To go"

Rufus, Ron's ever loyal pet, stuck his head out of his left pocket and did a great impression of a starving mole rat.

"OK, make it for here. Rufus cant wait." He propped his head back on his hand, lost in his mind again.

"Si!" Ned said nervously as Lars walked by behind him. "Ron, snap out of it! Something weird is going on here…"

"Hey you worthless slug!" Lars yelled, putting his face right up to Neds like a drill instructor. He certainly had the body for the job. "Did you ask our favorite customer if he would like some Diablo sauce with that!"

"I-I did not sir" He cowered then turned to Ron with the product. "Diablo?"

"Huh?" Ron said, barely coming out of his reverie to glance at Ned. "Yeah…sure…whatever."

Lars smiled and turned to get the food. Meanwhile Ned opened the Diablo sauce packet and quickly poured it on the food tray

"And here it is." Lars boomed in his rough voice as he picked up the food and placed it in the tray. "Nice and hot"

"Yeah, gracias." Lars said as Ron paid for his food. He elbowed Ned hard when he didn't say anything.

"And have a muy bueno day." Ned said after picking himself of the ground.

Ron was oblivious to all the odd behavior that just occurred. He numbly picked his tray up and walked to his usual booth. He sat down and looked at the food instead of tearing into it like usual, sinking into the big cushioned seat.

Rufus had no problems diving into the food though. Pigging out like he and his human often did. After moving the food a bit in the tray Rufus noted a strange red line on the tray. Moving the food out of the way to see what it was he uncovered a message. The word EVIL was written there in Diablo sauce.

Rufus was very surprised at this. He then started squeaking and jumping in place, waving his little paws at Ron, trying to get him to notice the message.

Ron just reached for the straw, his eyes downcast as he ripped the paper covering off. He was holding the straw with both hands when his eyes opened wide then narrowed as he looked down.

"No… it cant be…" he whispered. "Nooooo!"

Rons yell echoed around the empty restaurant, much to the delight of Ned and Rufus.

Finally Both of them thought as Ron jumped out of the booth and stomped towards the counter area where Lars was.

"This the last straw!" he yelled at the manager.

"I beg your pardon?"

"This is the last straw!" he yelled again, waving the straw he was holding in a tight fist at him.

"No, we have more in the back." He said, showing Ron a bunch of straws from under the counter.

"You took away the bendy straws!" Ron clarified as he got up on the counter-top and demonstrated just how un-bendy the straw was.

Lars stared dumbly at the straw as Rufus and Ned face-palmed.

Recovering quickly Lars scowled at Ron.

"You sir" he said, pushing Ron of the counter-top. "Have lost it"

"Why? Just because I care?"

"About bendy-straws" he mocked as he turned around and laughed.

"I'm telling on you!"

"Telling who?" Lars said mockingly.

"Your boss." Ron replied as if he'd just made a huge threat.

Ron stormed out of the restaurant and looked for the nearest payphone. He spotted it near his scooter and ran over. He put in a quarter, punched in a number he had memorized but never had to really use and waited.

"Hello"

"Wade, its me. I'm at Bueno Nacho and I've got comments and concerns."

"Oookay, want me to patch you through to their 800 number?" Wade said as he put down the food he'd been eating and rubbed his hands together.

"No way. I wanna go right to the top. Gonna have words with the head joncho."

"I don't know Ron." Wade said as he started typing.

"Getting through to a CEO is not easy. This guys private line is probably super top secret… Got it! Your in." Wade finished and leaned back on his chair with a satisfied smile.

Heh. Wade could probably have done it while sleepwalking. Ron mused with a smile.

Ron waited as the phone rang.

"Hola." A voice he knew well answered. "Bueno Nacho, el presidente speaking."

"Dr. Drakken?" Ron asked aloud, bemused. He looked back at the restaurant and saw Ned and Rufus holding up the tray that spelled EVIL to the window. Ron could only gape at them as the new information sank in.

"If this is about switching my long dis…" Drakkens voice was cut off as Lars, who had stealthily moved behind Ron, took the phone off his hands and hung up.

"Dr. Drakken is a very busy man Mr. Stoppable. There is no need to bother him." He said as Ron steped back from the hulking man, his back to the phone. His mind was still trying to make heads or tails of the sitch.

He looked to Rufus and Ned for help. All he got was Ned suddenly jumping up and pressing his back to the window in panic. He then jumped over the booth seats and tables, tripping a few times in his haste to the door with Rufus hanging on to his shirt for dear life. He got out of the restaurant screaming. As the doors swung closed they were suddenly pushed open by something. Looking down Ron realized what it was.

The Lil' Diablo toys that Bueno Nacho gave with every Little Niños meal were marching in formation. Right towards him.

Ned ran past him and of into the night screaming. Rufus jumped of him right into Rons pocket and hid.

Ron just stood there gaping. Unsure of how to handle the Lil' Diablo horde that slowly surrounded him.

"Lil' Diablos attack!" Lars commanded as he pointed at Ron and stepped back with a sinister smile.

The Diablos started closing in on Ron as he stepped back into the payphone, still unsure of what was going on. The adorable pint sized toys started climbing up his clothes. Rufus stood out of his pocket, got his mean face on and started karate chopping the invaders off. Ron finally snapped out of it when they reached his chest.

"Hey! Cut it out!" He yelled uselessly as he swatted them off. He backed up further and climbed onto the payphone to escape the Li'l Horde. When the Diablos started climbing it he jumped over them, landed on his chest, then got up and ran towards his scooter. The little Diablos nearest him jumped up to his leg and tripped him. Ron kicked them off and crawler the last few feet to his scooter.

He put on his helmet and tried to start it immediately. It sputtered a few times but didn't start.

"Cmon, cmon…" He chanted as he continued to hit the ignition and give it gas. Meanwhile the Diablos and Lars slowly walked towards him. Lars wore a mocking smile, sure that the little toys were more than enough to capture the loser.

Just as the toys reached him and started jumping onto the scooter it sputtered to life. Ron immediately hit the gas and sped off… at just above walking speed.

Looked down at his beloved scooter and says "This thing is junk. Am I the only one to notice this." Rufus was too busy beating off the Diablos that had made it onto the scooter.

Lars, seeing that Ron was getting away, started running to catch him. Just as he jumped to tackle him to the ground, Ron gave the gas a twist and swerved to the side. Lars hands closed over air as he smashed through a Bueno Nacho sign. Ron sped through town to safety, getting more speed out of that beat up scooter than ever before.

- The Prom -

Kim Possible, world famous teen hero, was having the time of her life. She was dancing with her boyfriend of a few months and was loving every second of it.

Eric was everything she wanted in a BF. He was smart, caring, thought her world saving thing was cool and, most importantly, was a total hottie. Bonnies disgruntled look was evidence of that and only added to her delight. She had finally made her eat her words.

She was a bit worried about Ron and the way he had been acting lately. But she put that small worry on the backburner for later. Tonight was all about her and Eric.

Beep Beep be Beep

The four tone sound snapped her right out of her blissful state. She stopped dancing and walked to their table where Monique was sitting, to the worry of Eric who thought he'd done something.

She picked her purse and rummaged in it till she found the beeping Kimmunicator. Just as she was about to answer she noticed the look Monique was giving her.

"What?" She asked her.

"Maybe you should let that go to voicemail?" the beautiful African-America fashionista told her.

"But what if its important?"

"More important than… Eric! Hiiiiii." She said as the object of their conversation joined them.

"Hey Monique." He greeted her as the Kimmunicator sounded again in Kims hand.

Letting out a sigh of relief he put a hand over it said "I think Wade would understand."

"Yeah." She said dreamily, looking into his eyes. She hit the silent button along with the 'mission mode' button to keep it from beeping again and put it back in her purse which she promptly threw back on the table. Eric led her back to the dance floor where they returned to their careless world. Monique looked on, feeling happy for Kim.

- Rons Scooter-

Ron was getting every bit of unused speed out of hi scooter, which was only about 25 miles an hour. He looked behind him and saw that the toys weren't following him anymore so he let up a bit on that throttle, much to the relief of the overtaxed engine.

His pager beeped. Rufus got it out of his pocket and gave it to him when he reached for it.

Payphone. Next intersection. Wade. He read.

He spotted the payphone and stopped next to it as it rang. He answered it quickly.

"Ron, are you alright?" The pre-teen genius asked, his worry obvious.

"The Diablo toys are EVIL!" he answered as Rufus came to stand on his shoulder so that he could listen.

"What?"

"The Lil' Diablos man! Their totally evil. They almost caught me and Rufus. They were climbing all over me with their pintchy little claws." He ranted.

"Uh… are you sure your ok Ron?" Wade asked, a little skeptical.

"Of course I'm sure. Oh man. Its so obvious. Drakkens using the more than 30,000 Bueno Nacho locations worldwide to give out his evil prizes!"

Wade, having heard Drakkens voice himself, picked up his own Diablo toy and placed it in his scanner. What he saw, along with voice confirmation that it was indeed Dr. Drakken that Ron had spoken too, convinced him.

"Yo, Wade. You still there buddy?" Ron asked, fearing that he'd been hung up on.

"Yeah I'm here. And your right, something is definitely going on at Bueno Nacho. I just scanned the Diablo I got in my Little Niños meal and its bad."

"How bad?"

"All bad. The circuitry is unlike anything I've ever seen! Its like a real robot, only tiny."

"So what does it do? Besides pinching." Ron asked, rubbing his stomach.

"I cant tell. We need to show it to an expert."

"Who could we possibly sho…" was all ron said before he face palmed himself. "Of course. Kims dad could probably figure it out just like he figured out the Bee-Bees."

"Yeah, he's our best bet."

"Alright, I'll head over there. Can you call Kim and tell her to meet me there?" Ron asked, secretly thrilled that a mission had popped up so that he could pry her away from the dance, and him. He felt guilty a moment later though.

"Already tried. Um… she… silenced the Kimmunicator and hit mission mode…"

Ron knew what that meant. She only did that when she was doing something that was incredibly important to her and didn't want to be bothered. She usually did it when she had to come up with a routine for some cheerleading competition or stuff like that.

She has been looking forward to the Prom ever since she and pretty boy hooked up…What with the beautiful dress, the hair… He thought as the depression that had been pushed back by the adrenalin came back. Missions were practically the last thing they still did together.

"Oh… ok…well… keep trying. I'll go on ahead and talk to Mr. Dr. P.. I'll call ya when I get there."

"Alright" Wade said just before Ron hung up.

Wade may only be an kid, but he could hear and understand the sadness in Rons voice. He'd already let Kim know of it when he called her with the video of Ron breaking down on live TV.

Looks like Kim didn't do much even after she knew Ron was hurting. Wade thought as he continued to analyze the Diablo and set his Kimmunicator systems to keep calling till Kim picked up. He also set up a quick delivery.

Honestly, how can she be so blind?... Blind and selfish. I mean Ron infiltrated four villains lairs and stopped schemes we didn't even know about just to get her out of that librarians version of detention! If doing something like that doesn't prove his devotion then nothing can! And that wasn't even the first time…

Wade continued with his little mental rant, hitting his keyboards harder and harder as time went on. He was so wound up that when his phone system rang he jumped a foot from his seat and almost knocked over his soda. He looked at the Id and saw that it was the Possibles home phone.

He checked his Kimmunicator system to be sure that it was still calling and saw that it was.

Letting out a sigh the thought Man, this will probably just make him even sadder. Hearing Ron like that just doesn't fit. Typing a few commands, he answered the call.

-BN Headquarters-

Drakken was sitting in his CEO office, completely and utterly bored. He dug into his ear to clear it of wax. Sat back twiddling his thumbs and whistling.

He finally gave in to his frustrations and hit the intercom on his desk.

"Shego! Status report!"

"It's a mixed bag…" she said.

"What!?"

"On the positive side: global saturation has reached optimum levels, we can strike at midnight!"

"But?"

"Well… there's a snag."

"Kim Possible." He groaned.

"Nope. It's the Sidekick."

"Huh? The buffoon? How can he be a snag? What about her?" Drakken asked, thoroughly confused.

"Looks like he bumbled onto the plan. Something about bendy-straws. The onsite henchman tried to capture him with the unmodified Diablos but he got away."

"And her?"

"Surveillance team says she's still at the dance with that new boytoy you gave her." She smirked. Drakken really thought this one through. She thought.

Once he finally brought her into the loop. He told of how he'd gotten into her 'high school head' and found the perfect distraction for the great Kim Possible.

Boys.

Not just any boys either. They had to be smart, athletic, witty and, above all, hot. Once he'd compiled a profile it'd been a simple matter of finding one for whom she was the ideal type as well. Which they did. Then, using some well placed bribes, they got young Eric Fling and his family to Middleton. Then all they had to do was wait for her to take the bait and then execute their plan when she was too distracted to notice. By the time she did would've been too late.

He hadn't included the sidekick in any of his plans, and that seemed a bit sloppy to her. But it was nothing to worry about. Without Kimmie the sidekick is nothing. She had thought.

Drakken thought for a few moments then came to a decision.

"Move up the clock, we attack the rest of the world at 10pm. But I want Middleton online NOW. We will take no chances. Make sure none of the Diablos go anywhere near that school, let her have her festivity. The buffoon and the resident nerd however are top priority."

"Gotcha" she said "Alright you guys, you heard Dr. D. Get the Middleton Command Signal up and running. Input targets for the sidekick and nerdlinger. Make a one-and-a-half mile radius 'Safe-Zone' with the high school at it center." She ordered the various henchman that manned the control room. They hurried to follow her commands. In a few minutes the parameters had been set and the command tower in Middleton activated.

To be continued...

If you saw the movie, which if your reading this you obviously did, then you know whats gonna happen next. How will Ron handle that?

Eric is a real dude, how will that play out?

Should I buy the dark red shirt or the grey one?

Stay tuned! Next chapter will me up in the next couple of days.