Kigo

On Board, Baby 6

Chapter 6: I'll Be A Monkey's Mother

Monique sighed in relief as the Kimmunicator beeped. "Wade, please give me good news."

Wade paused. "Bad news first then. Mrs. Dr. Possible should've been home by now, but the last time she spoke to anyone was when she called her husband after she landed at Middleton Airport. She told him the hospital had provided a limo."

"What does that mean?"

"It gets worse. The hospital didn't send a limo. Whoever picked her up was probably working with Monkey Fist."

"So he has Kim, Mrs. P, and Ron?" Monique asked sadly.

"And Shego," Wade added uneasily. "Which has actually turned out to be a good thing. I just got off the phone with Dr. Drakken. He's willing to help."

"...Wade, what have we told you about associating with evil geniuses?"

"We can't be picky right now, Monique. It's going to take some time before Mr. Dr. Possible and the twins can get back in town, but Drakken is ready to act now. Apparently, he's more attached to Shego than we knew. Either that, or he wants to protect his investment. I imagine she doesn't come cheap."

"Does he know about Kim's...condition?"

"I didn't tell him, and I got the impression Shego didn't, either. But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about it."

"I'm really worried, Wade. I think we can trust Shego, but I'm not sure about him."

"Once she's free, she'll keep him in line, I hope. Until then, that's sort of your job. I told him to swing by your place and pick you up."

Monique's eyes widened. "You did WHAT?"

Mrs. Dr. Possible looked up as her bedroom door opened. She gasped as a very hairy man stepped in, recognizing him at once as her driver. "You!" Her hands flew to her mouth in terror as she spotted what was curled up in his tail. "KIMMIE!"
"She's fine," Monkey Fist stated, even as Kim burst into fresh tears, reaching out for her mother.

DNAmy looked from the crying child to the stricken mother uneasily, and then at Monkey Fist. "Sugar booger," she said softly, "it wouldn't hurt to let her hold Kim, would it? They'd both stop crying, if nothing else."

Apparently seeing the wisdom in that, Monkey Fist stretched out his tail and allowed Mrs. Possible to reclaim her daughter.

"Oh, Kimmie, they didn't hurt you, did they?" Mrs. Possible murmured, hugging her child tightly.

"Wonnie," Kim whimpered. "Wonnie hurt."

"Merely a bloody nose," Monkey Fist answered before Mrs. Possible could ask. "And that, I might add, was a result of her refusing to surrender." He gestured to the monkey ninjas. "Keep an eye on them. We'll be leaving shortly."

Monique still had her doubts when the hovercraft landed in her backyard. But she was determined to do everything she could to help Kim and the others, even if it meant teaming up with the likes of Dr. Drakken. She quickly marched up the small ramp that extended from the hovercraft.
Drakken only spared her an uneasy glance before taking off.

Monique immediately noticed the huge pile of various inventions and weapons. "What's all this?"

"As you know, fisticuffs are more Shego's expertise than mine. I'm forced to rely on more mechanical methods." His eyes went to the bag on her shoulder. "What did you bring? Some sort of bomb?"

Monique flushed. "Not exactly." She was not about to tell him that the bag was full of various baby products. It wasn't as if she'd had much to work with in the first place, and she doubted Monkey Fist would be considerate enough to change Kim's diaper.