Kim Possible: Mind Dramas

Chapter 8: Target locked

KIM'S POV

"All of my robots have been stolen! Every single one of them!" the store owner yelped.

"Don't worry, Mr. Terry. We'll get them back. But could you tell us what do the robots function?" I asked.

"The robots are designed for wealthy people. Serving meals and drinks. Like a servant. It has complete functions with the new cybor technology." he explained.

"Don't worry. We'll get through it." I said with a smile as he walks off, "Wade, did you get that?"

"Affirmative. Cybor technology with complete functions. Kim, this is obvious." Wade grinned on the Kimmunicator's screen.

"What's obvious?" I asked, still not getting it.

"Drakken wants the robots for their cybor technology so he could use it for his future device. The familiar device I talked about earlier?"

"Hm, there aren't any traces in here. How can we locate Drakken?" I asked.

"I couldn't locate him at all, Kim. It's difficult to trace him this time. Like he disappeared or something!" he placed his hands on his temples.

"We'll investigate more in here." I replied and thrust my Kimmunicator in my pocket.

Ron was practically checking out the personal robot Mr. Terry had in his store and his office.

He beamed as he got entertained by the robot, "Oh, that's cute."

The robot clinged into his pants, "Woah, what do you want? Food? Look, little robo - I can't even bring food for myself-"

"Ron, knock it off." I said, "We have to investigate for traces so we can locate Drakken."

"Oh, right." he muttered.

As we walked around the place, a paper on the floor caught my eye. I eventually bent down and picked up.

"This is Mom's grocery list. What a help." I muttered.

"Wow, 15 yogurts. Your family loves yogurts... a lot." Ron commented as he scans the list that I clutched into.

"The tweebs love yogurts. They eat for almost thrice a day." I scoffed.

"Don't forget I eat yogurts, too." a voice came upon behind.

"Dad?" I gaped. "What are you doing here?"

Dad walked towards us, "I heard about the robbery. So I came quickly."

"Um, that's unusual?" I raised an eyebrow confusedly.

"Apparently, I'm in charge of the cybor technology with the robots in here. Too bad somebody has been naughty and came stealing it." Dad explained.

So, that's why he came quickly. He works with Mr. Terry? That's a coincidence.

"Actually, that somebody is Mrs. P, Dr. P." Ron corrected.

"Your Mom stole my cybor technology robots?" he gaped.

"Positive. She left a list of her grocery in here - I remembered she wrote this one while I was talking to her about Science project."

"But why steal the cybor tech? Doh! Villains are always fascinated with my projects! Oh, not that I'm saying your mother's a villain." he ran a finger on his chin.

"Don't worry, Dad. We'd get to the bottom of this." 

"If we can locate Drakken's lair." Ron interrupted.