The adventures of Kim and Liv possible

Mind games

*at the high school,in the gym,Kim,Liv and the other cheerleaders are doing their dance and they build a pyramid using themselves,Kim jumps down and does a split then gets up and starts dancing while moving backwards but knocks down the cheerleaders by accident,then Bonnie stands in front of kim*
Bonnie: Too bad, Kim. I think we should complain to whoever came up with that fussy routine. Oh, that was you, wasn't it?
Kim: That fussy routine is going to win the regional's tomorrow, Bonnie, if you can remember it. OK, again! From the top!
Ron: Excuse me, Kim,Liv?
Kim: Not now, Ron.
Liv:later,Ron, ok. Kim need to Focus.
Ron: Err, KP,LP, kinda importante.
Kim: Mucho busy.
Ron: Gimme a K, gimme an I, gimme an M. What does that spell?
Kim: Ron!
Ron: Buzz! Sorry, but thanks for playing.(she pulls Ron to the side)
Liv: ok,while Kim is busy,let's start from—Ah!(kim pulls her with her)
Kim: oh, no you don't,he said it is important for the both of us.(to Ron)What?
Ron: You'll never guess who needs you two help.(he hands them the kimmunicator )
Kim: Dr. Drakken?
Liv:Dr. Drakken?
Kim:Why? What? How?
Cleotis: I'm Private Cleotis Dobbs, United States Armed Forces.
Liv:(sarcastically) right,and am the president of the United States.
Ron: It's Drakken's evil twin.
Kim: Ron, Drakken's already evil.
Ron: OK, I'm confused.
Cleotis in Darkken's Body: This Drakken fella used some kind of big machine switched my brain with his. It wasn't natural.
Kim: Wait. His brain is in your body?
Liv: that's weird.
Cleotis in Darkken's Body: I gotta go. The pretty girl that hits, she's a-coming. She's gonna...(the video gets cut off)
Kim: Wade!
Wade: Working on it!

*later,they were walking down the hallway*
Kim: Like its not bad enough the regional's are tomorrow Now this extreme weirdness.
Liv: right,like who invented such a thing.
Ron: Stress not, KP,LP. You two will handle it. That's what you do.
Kim: You make our life sound like cake.
Ron: Let's see, you're both smart, athletic, pretty and popular. Sounds pretty cakey to me and let's not forget,Liv likes to invent stuff which gets her even more popular.
Liv:(scoffs) it not that easy
Kim: OK, flip mode. Playing video games, watching wrestling and downing snackage. It must be brutal being you.
Ron: Try the demands of raising Rufus as a single parent. Not to mention the pressures of maintaining my image.
Liv: what image?
Ron: OK, so I don't Exactly have an image yet, but I'm working on it. And frankly, It's exhausting.(kim opens her locker and Wade appears on the screen)
Wade:(from the kimmunicator)Couldn't regain contact with Private Dobbs. Frequency's jammed.
Kim: Background check?
Wade: Everything is classified. The only thing I could dig up was this picture.
Ron: I don't get it.
Kim: Yeah. Why would Drakken wanna be in that body?
Liv: I know right,Wade,let me see if I can help,send me what you got.(she takes out her kimmunicator and starts typing)
Wade: you got it.

*with Drakken,he walks down the hallway into a Secret room,he gets his face scanned*
Computer: Private Cleotis Dobbs. Identity confirmed.(he grackles)

*back at Middleton high,in the cafeteria*
Kim: And on top of everything else, there's tutoring, swim team, the yearbook committee.
Ron: Otherwise known as having a social life. Excuse me, I called ahead for the kosher meal.
Liv:(she was still in her kimmunicator typing when she said) ok...that weird?
Kim: What's weird?
Liv: You will see.
Kim:(Wade then callers)What's the sitch, Wade?
Wade: me and Liv have finally traced the call from the guy in Drakken's body. But it's weird.
Kim: Weirder than a guy in Drakken's body?
Wade: Good point. Anyway, it looks like the call came from the middle of the Grand Canyon.

*in the canyon,they were riding donkeys near the edge of the canyon*
Kim: Thanks for the lift, Baxter.
Baxter: My pleasure, little lady. Least I can do to pay You two back for helping Buttercup in her time of need.
Kim: That emergency delivery of her foal?
Ron: In the dark.
Baxter: In the rain.
Ron: In a landslide.
Kim: It was no big.
Liv: exactly.
Ron: (suddenly his donkey stops walking)Get along, little donkey! Get along! (He hits the donkey and then the donkey throws him off )Whoa!
Baxter: How about we trade? Buttercup here's a sweetheart.
Ron: Oh, well, I mean, if you insist.(he get on buttercup but as soon as he pulls on the straps the donkey throws him off too)
Liv: ugh Ron, just got in with mine.