There is Nothing I Can't Do

"Once again, cheerleading has saved my life"

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Stranded | Kash

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thedashparr:

Oh no. Oh no, oh no no, oh no no no no. She was crying?! What’s with the crying?! Is he supposed to be doing something about this?! HE DOESN’T KNOW ANYTHING WHAT TO DO WHAT TO DO? He held up his hands uneasily, his voice shaking a little “Uhh – hey, hey Kim, listen I don’t –” When she explained what happened with her date, he shut up quickly and stared at her with a surprised expression. Stood up? He scratched the back of his neck, confused and sort of embarrassed and feeling out of place. 

Kim went on a lot of dates. Well, not a lot, but a normal amount for a pretty cheerleader who also saved the world in her spare time. Dash didn’t know what it was like to date Kim, obviously, but wasn’t it supposed to be like, super awesome? ‘Cause really, how many guys get to go out with a girl who knows how to dress well but can also defeat twenty thugs without blinking any eye? And she’s kind of a big deal? And he really doesn’t know why anyone wouldn’t want to go out with Kim Possible, let alone stand her up. 

But. How could he say that in a way that is super platonic and doesn’t sound like something that came straight out of a Sandra Bullock romantic comedy (he knew because he had watched so many with already – lame) and feel like he wasn’t exposing himself completely? He couldn’t, and it was pretty embarrassing. He thought to himself for a quick second, mind racing as he watched his good friend sobbing across the table from him. He frowned, and after a split second, got up and walked to the other side of the table and knelt down.

“Okay, um, that sucks.” He winced, off to a rocky start. “But if you’re still up for some stuff, I might have an idea. And it’d be a much better date than eating at this stupid place.” And yeah, it was apparent to him that Kim looked way out of his league, even now. Especially because she was dressed so nicely and he, well, was an idiot kneeling in a restaurant wearing an old flannel over a Kick-Ass t-shirt and some faded jeans. “Sooo, what do ya say, Kim? Wanna try to rekindle with your ex-husband for one night only?” He smirked a little, despite feeling so nervous. He could feel his fingers tapping at super speed on the side of his leg and hoped Kim or anyone else didn’t notice. “Just for fun and stuff, you don’t have to but… I’m pretty sure it’d be a lot more fun than whatever your loser date had planned.” Dash grinned and stood up, offering his free hand out for her to grab. “Also, not trying to brag here, but I’m kind of a catch.” He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, “How about it?” 

Her life was basically over. She could see it now in her mind, playing again and again like the worst movie ever. Everyone would have heard about it in school by the time they went back, and there would be whispers behind her back in the hallways, in class, in the girl’s bathroom. Some of the girls would offer their sympathies, saying he was just a jerk anyway and she shouldn’t pay him any attention. Ron would be all confused until she caught him up, and then he’d tell her not to worry about it and invite her over to his house later, probably to watch he and Rufus play video games. No matter how hard she tried to avoid him, she’d inevitably run into Matt, who would act sorry and make an excuse or pretend he didn’t know her. She couldn’t tell which was worse. Ugh, and then after class would come cheer practice, with Bonnie making snide remarks the. Entire. Time.

And now, she was embarrassing herself even more with Dash sitting there. She wanted to tell him that it wasn’t like she was in love with her date or anything, it would just be nice to not feel so stupid around boys all the time. She was always saying the wrong thing, or doing the wrong thing, and then there was that hobby she had. She’d never stop saving the world for a boy, that’d just be dumb. But she was aware of how...weird it must make her seem. Always rushing off, and the gadgets she carried around, and the fact she knew sixteen different kinds of kung fu. All the time she tried to tell herself it wasn’t a big deal, but she always felt like she was missing something. So many of her friends had serious long term relationships, and Kim couldn’t even date a guy longer than like, a month. And oh god, now she was crying harder, and she was so lost in her own little world that she didn’t even realize Dash had knelt beside her until he started talking. 

Her breath hitched as she reached for a napkin, wiping at her face as carefully as she could. She wanted to tell Dash that it was okay, he didn’t have to sit around listening to her cry all night (and really, at the rate she was going, it was going to be all night). But as he started to talk about his idea, she could feel her eyes widen. That was...unexpected somehow, although if she thought about it for half a second, it was totally something Dash would do. She chuckled as he referred to their marriage (being in love with Dash. Now that had been an interesting feeling) and rubbed at her eyes with the palm of her hand. She laughed again, and wow, in just a few minutes she could feel herself start to cheer up.

“That sounds...” Any other time she’d have a sort of snappy comeback; they were always being sarcastic or snarky with each other, but now all she could do was grin widely as she took his hand. “That sounds amazing. Let’s go.”

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Stranded | Kash

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thedashparr:

Dash’s evening consisted of nothing but procrastinating his homework. First he ran around Disney City a few times, just for fun. Then he ran home and played a few games on play station (three, not four, because his mom thought it was ridiculous for him to have more than one. She just doesn’t understand how obviously different they are). And now he was, of all things, playing his Jackjack. He watched as his little brother slobbered all over a toy Superman and grimaced. Kryptonite wasn’t his only weakness, but right now it looked like Clark Kent didn’t stand a chance against a slimy toddler. 

It really said something about himself, the fact that literally the entire universe was too busy to hang out and the only person available was literally his tiny brother. He’d texted Russell, and then Schweetz, and Peter. Even his sister, Violet, had plans and was out doing things. Since when did she do things? With people? The universe was backwards. 

He didn’t even bother to text Kim because he’d already heard about the Dunbroch debacle on the news. Plus, earlier in the week she was all excited about some date she was going on tonight. So. Whatever. (Except it wasn’t really whatever. But, whatever. He’d get over it).

Suddenly, he felt his phone vibrate from his back pocket. He fished it out, eagerly, so bored he was willing to talk to anyone, no matter who it was. Dash really couldn’t watch the demise of the once great Superman action figure. To his surprise, it was Kim. He blinked at it, twice, and then hit the talk button and lifted it to his ear. “’Sup Kim?”

She sounded kind of weird for some reason. But… she wanted to meet up with him? At the Japanese place? Didn’t she have a date tonight? He smirked a little and stood, “Yeah, hold on.” He covered the phone with one hand and yelled into the kitchen, letting his dad know he’s be going out, then sped out the door, a block from the Japanese place. “I’m actually pretty close by, since I was busy earlier.” He spoke into the phone. Complete and total bullshit, but Kim didn’t know that. 

He agreed to meet her inside, hung up, and walked the last block to the restaurant. From what he had heard, it was fancy. Not super, but nice. He entered, spotting Kim almost immediately. Red hair, blue dress, sitting by herself looking kind of… put down. He frowned a little, but approached the table and sat down across from her. “What’s up? How was saving the world today?”

Dash agreed to meet her, and she almost cried right there standing outside on the sidewalk. She was so relieved that he was willing to come by: if she had to go straight home alone like this, she probably would have shut herself in her room for at LEAST a month, maybe more. She stared at her phone for a minute before walking back inside the restaurant. Her head was ducked low as she made a beeline in the restroom, and she stopped again to make sure she looked okay. Her hair was looking kind of bleh, so she ran a brush through it, messed with her makeup. 

“You look fine sweetie. I’m sure he’ll think you look very pretty,” said a woman helpfully as she washed her hands in the sink. She was about her mom’s age, with dark hair and a friendly smile. 

Kim opened her mouth as the woman left, not sure how to say that no, she wasn’t on a date. Not at all. But then the door swung behind her and Kim was alone again. She looked in the mirror. Well, she wasn’t on a date, so there was no real reason to fuss over her appearance. But still. 

She found a table on the opposite side of the restaurant, away from the pitying glances from the waiters that were working that section. A quick check on the news showed that everything seemed to be able to be fine in the Highlands again, although if another disaster showed up, she wouldn’t exactly mind.

Matt still hadn’t answered her texts, and she chewed her bottom lip as she left the phone on the table. She hadn’t been sitting there long at all when Dash arrived, sitting across from her and striking up conversation. And she meant to smile at him, she really did, but when she looked at him the tears poured out. Her chin was quivering in that way that let her know she wouldn’t be able to keep from crying, and she could feel her face reddening all over again. 

“M-my date stood me up!” she sobbed, before resting her face in her hands. 

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Holland Roden attends the Los Angeles Premiere of Lionsgate’s ‘She’s Funny That Way’ at Harmony Gold on August 19, 2015 in Los Angeles, California.

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Stranded | Kash

Kim stood outside the restaurant, a Japanese place popular with the local kids who wanted something fancier than McDonald’s or Bueno Nacho. She shivered even though it wasn’t particularly cold and hugged her arms around herself. Her hands were shaking, her face that deep, embarrassed red it got at times like this, and she needed to pee but there was no way she was going back into that restaurant where all those people had seen her date not arrive. She’d sat there for almost half an hour, looking at her phone, waiting for him to text back while the waiters gave her sympathetic looks. She could just die.

His name was Matt, he played baseball, and they were going to go to the movies afterwards. That afternoon she’d gotten a call from Wade, trouble from Duff Killigan up in Dunbroch. She hopped on a plane, saved him from destroying some old castle with his exploding golf balls, and flew back in time for her date, parachuting down right in front of the restaurant. She had two minutes to spare, so she ducked into the bathroom, slipped on the blue minidress she’d borrowed from Monique, fixed her hair and makeup, and was seated just in time. And then she sat there. And sat there. He never showed up, or answered her texts. 

Kim fished out her phone from her purse and scrolled through the contacts. She pressed the first number she thought of, and as she held it up to her ear she tried to get her breathing under control. It wasn’t that big of a deal, she told herself. But then why did she feel just as bad as she did when she was thirteen and a boy asked her out as a joke, and laughed with his friends when she said yes?

“Hey Dash!” she said, her fake cheeriness disappearing quickly as her voice cracked. “Um, it’s Kim. I’m in the neighborhood––really close to your house, actually. At the Japanese place? I was wondering if you wanted to-to hang out?”

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thedashparr:

Uh, nooo way, Kim! There’s no way I’m anything like Ron Doofus! Uh, sure, okay but – wasn’t he being kind of a bum about stuff last last February? And also, Kim Mankey does not have a great ring, just saying.

They’re perfectly acceptable reasons! You’re always trying to  set me up with random girls I don’t talk to, like how is that even gonna work? Uhh – a date? Oh, wow. No.

It’s Ron Stoppable. And I mean, yeah things got sort of complicated and weird but that was February. Very funny, I’m not trying to change my last name anytime soon. Marriage? Total disaster.

Yeah. A date. You never do fun stuff like this, and as your friend I am going to help you get out there! So you don’t like brunettes....Blondes then? Sara’s nice but I think she’s on again, off again with Derek.

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thedashparr replied to your post:I ship you with whoever you want, Kim. Because I...

Uh, okay I guess – wait. Josh Mankey? You’re back on Josh Mankey? But… his last name is Mankey! Do you really want that, Kim? /Mankey?/

Ugh, now you’re just sounding like Ron. I think it’s cute, okay. And you know, haha....the rest of him is pretty cute too. But back to the important thing. Whenever I suggest a girl for you to go out with, you always shoot me down with the dumbest reason. I’m sure if you spend some time with someone, you’ll realize you really like them. I’ve already decided. This school year you are going on a date!

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I ship you with whoever you want, Kim. Because I respect you and your wishes since I'm an incredibly awesome person that you feel blessed to converse with in everyday life. Also, you're gross and I don't even know who I'd ship you with anyway. Chyeah.

You aaaaalways know the right things to say. If I could just get Josh to notice me, everything would be fine. God, he was wearing the cutest red shirt yesterday in class. 

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✪ I mean. You say can do /anything./ And. Um -- Hahaaaa, I bet you miss kissing me anyway, huh?

“That guy we saw in the bar downtown, the big one with the missing teeth and the barracuda tattoo? Wade just gave me some information on him; he’s not even from Atlantica. He’s a small time criminal born and raised in Dunbroch. What’s a guy from Dunbroch doing with all these locals, running with this crowd all of a sudden. He’s not affiliated with a pirate captain or anything. Sounds suspicious to me. Come on, we should check it out tonight.”

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✪ buh not in a gross way

“Aww that’s too bad. Gross kissing is kind of the only kind I know how to do. Try not to puke,” she leaned down to kiss him on the cheek but then her phone beeped and she pulled it out of her jacket. “Oops, hold on. Giant slime monster downtown.”

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Yellow Flicker Beat | Closed

listen here

"The flames are climbing higher and higher—"

"My sources say that Kim Possible was lured in there by some sort of home grown terrorist group as a trap—"

"Teen hero Kim Possible was ambushed inside this empty warehouse over thirty minutes ago—"

"The explosion was enormous—"

"Firefighters say no one would have survived it—"

"Local freelance agent Kim Possible—"

"They're saying they may not even be able to find Kim Possible's body because of the force of the explosion—"

"A very sad day for Disney City—"

A hand reached out and grasped a pile of burning rubble, and Kim Possible pulled herself out of the wreckage and onto the ground. She allowed herself time for one shuddering cough before dragging herself into the grass. Quickly the firemen ran to her, but she had already pulled herself up onto her feet. Her shirt was in tatters, and her left pant leg was ripped open, displaying the makeshift tourniquet she'd made when broken glass had buried itself into her calf. Blood ran down her face and she took slow careful steps towards the cameras, glaring all the way.

"She made it out! Kim!

"Kim! Kim!"

She stopped in front of a man with dark hair and glasses and took a deep breath. Pulling back, she punched him in his face as hard as she could and his head snapped back as she fell.

"Here's one of your home grown terrorists," she rasped, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a handful of plastic squares and threw them on the unconscious cameraman. "Here are some of his fake IDs. With them he would have been able to have access to schools, hospitals, courthouses. But he knew I was closing in on him, so he thought he'd burn me with the evidence," she ran her hands threw her hair, pulling out sharp debris. She started to limp away, but a reporter stepped in front of her.

"Kim, do you have anything to say to the viewers at home?" asked a woman with bright blonde hair. Kim put her hands on her hips and stared into the camera.

"You have two days to turn yourself into the police," she said. "And then I'm coming."

[thedashparr]

……..

CHYEAAAAAH, HAHAHA… I knew that. This is a super serious mission and stuff, so, yeah. That would be. Weird.

So like, what do we do?

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HAha yep.

Well, I'll show you the file Wade uploaded to the Kimmunicator. There's a guy Wade thinks might be involved, so we basically go over there and get him to trust us enough to blabber about it...Or at least spy on him until he reveals something. We just have to make sure no one suspects us.

[thedashparr]

Well sooorry I was such a terrible husband.

Whoa that’s… not really what I meant. But. Whatever. People would probably think that anyway, I guess… uh. Yeah. I’m cool. Are you cool?

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OH UM I mean ha, we don't have to...I was just kidding you know. That'd be super weird. HAHHA!HAhhaa....

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Eugh, fine. You’re boring, Kim. Hey, pirates was my second option!

Uh, lame. What like, the well was out of water so we had to walk farther then up the hill to fetch some? Jeez, it’d be more fun to say we were married or something. Except, we already ran away and did that once… haha, good times.

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Jeez, don't remind me. 

Well I mean...I guess we could pretend we're, together. Or something if you want. 

[thedashparr]

Yeah, but now you get to be stuck somewhere with me for a while. Pretty great, right? 

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Oh, yeah! I forgot about that, haha. Okay what if we were like super rich important business people that wear shades even at night and always drink sparkling water?!

We're going to be going to some of the nastiest places in Atlantica. That's not gonna work. And I don't think we can pull off pirates on such short notice. 

....Maybe villagers who had to run away for some reason?? I don't know.

[thedashparr]

Sweet. Yeah, yeah I got it. 

Oh man I — this is so sweet!  Thanks, Kim! I mean, I know this is super serious and life threatening and stuff, but hey we’re going undercover? Like, is that not even a little awesome?

…But I’m taking this seriously, promise.

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Awesome isn't exaaaactly the word I was going for. Honestly? I'd rather be stuck in a cage with Shego all week. Dash, I don't even know what our covers are going to be.

[thedashparr]

Uh, chyeah! Kim, the point is that I’m helping you chase the homicidal maniac. And, I mean, you’re not my mom. So technically you can’t tell me what to do. 

Basically I’m going to follow you anyway so you might as well let me come. 

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.........

Fine. But one condition. No wait, two. First off, please just do what I say okay? It's not like the movies. I mean, there are explosions like the movies and weird blue supervillains like the movies and-look, just follow my lead. And if things get bad, you have to go home immediately.

Got it?