Ummm… What?

Let's look in on what is happening with the young hero team of Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable, and a little naked mole rat by the name of Rufus.

Alarms are blaring in the cockpit of the Sloth, and Kim, the pilot of this return trip from a mission against Frugal Lucre, who tried counterfeiting Canadian Nickels, almost screamed at her partner.

"Ron! Get a hold of Wade RIGHT NOW! We can't pull away from this anomaly!" Both of her hands were gripped tightly on the steering wheel as she fought for control of the vehicle.

Ron quickly punched up their Tech Guru on the center console. "Wade! Do you copy?! Are you monitoring our flight? We're being pulled into some weird thing in mid-air that looks like an inside-out Naco made of crystals!"

The young African American rubbed his eyes, which suddenly went wide. "It looks like you're caught in the gravitational pull of a space-time incongruity located in your flight path!"

"English Wade… ENGLISH!"

"You're being pulled through a worm…"

Suddenly everything went silent.

…x x x…

Kim, Ron, and Rufus all blinked their eyes in unison, as all three seemed to wake from either sleep, or being unconscious. They then spoke one at a time starting with Kim, and ending with Rufus. "That. Was. Weird."

"You said it buddy."

"Where… are we?" Kim seemed to ask, but to no one in particular. "We seem to be flying with no problems on our original course." She then punched a few buttons on the console, trying to get back in contact with Wade.

After a few seconds of trying different frequencies, a loud booming voice came from the speakers. "You are communicating on restricted channels. Please stop or we will be forced to spike your communications system!"

"This is Kim Possible and I'm trying to contact Wade Load. The channels I am trying are…"

A loud screeching noise over-rode her transmission, causing all three in the Sloth to cover their ears. This was then followed by the same loud voice. "That's impossible, and you know it! Team Possible disappeared fifteen years ago into a wormhole that appeared over Area 51 never to be heard from again. So if this is a joke, you're in BIG trouble missy."

Kim bristled. "OK Wade… first of all… if this is you, don't EVER call me missy again, or I'm telling your Mom about those Zardoz underwear you bought without her permission!"

Silence.

Silence.

"How… did you know about that…"

The red head immediately tried to get control of the situation. "We're obviously getting off on the wrong foot here. Can we get video communication with you, Please and Thank-you?"

The screen went static for a bit and then a rather large African-American's face appeared on the screen.

"Wade? Is… that you?" Ron asked with disbelief.

"Kim? Ron?" The eyes of the person on screen then looked down and to his left. "Rufus? How… what hap…" Suddenly there was a commotion off to the side of the screen that Kim and Ron couldn't see. "It really IS you! Holy sh…" he then stopped himself.

The older version of Wade then spoke with a big smile on his face. "Follow this signal in, and it will take you to our Command Center. Stay as low as you can, and observe Silent Running. You've been gone for fifteen years guys… and there's a LOT of catching up to do."

To be continued… (If y'all are interested…)

I know, I know. I should be working on other writing projects, but the Plot Bunnies that have been silent for so long, suddenly rose with a vengeance and latched onto my leg. And it HURT!

Sorry for a short starting chapter, but it seemed like a good place to stop. So, does it wet your appetite for more? (Insert big cheesy grin)

Please note, updates may be slow at times.