Kim Possible: A Sitch in Time Page #2

forever.

Must've been

one ugly monkey.

Many believe that

if the tempus simia

Were ever made whole,

It could be used

for unspeakable...

Monkeyshines?

Evil.

Evil.

Naturally.

And monkey fist

has it.

And Drakken

and Killigan.

No way!

The villains teamed up,

And I missed

the whole deal?

So much for

the bright future.

So not the drama, Ron.

We can make this work.

I'll see what I can dig up

on this tempus simia thing,

And you'll, well, um...

be in Norway.

[School bell rings]

Ok, quiz time.

Drakken, monkey fist,

and duff Killigan

Are working

together to...

it's a "rule

the world" thing.

Gotta be.

So, what's the power

of the monkey?

Easy. Everybody

fears monkeys.

No, that's

just you, Ron.

I'll stick

to my theory.

Ok, they've got to be

looking for the head, right?

Wade, can you

hack into

The global justice

spy satellites?

In my sleep.

Then take a nap

and scan for Drakken.

On it.

So, Ron,

how's it going?

I'm kind of worried

about you.

Uh-Uh. Worry not, K.P.

Ron stoppable can adapt.

Yeah. Heh heh.

What's that you're eating?

Lamb and cabbage stew.

Mm-Mmm. Yum.

Lamb and cabbage stew?

Yep. Norway's second

most popular dish,

Right behind meatcakes.

Right.

Everybody loves

meatcakes. Heh heh.

Oh, yeah. I got the mad

love for the meatcakes.

Sounds like

you're adjusting.

Oh, ja.

That's Norwegian...

or french.

Great.

Ok, I got to run.

Latin class.

I... Oh, sorry.

I know how much

you wanted to take that.

Ok. Latin, schmatin.

I've got lamb and cabbage.

[Both slurp]

[Beep]

[Both gagging]

I need bueno nacho.

More meatcakes, honey?

No! No meatcakes!

No meatcakes!

[Dramatic music playing]

Nothing's happening.

Why is nothing happening?

Something should be

happening, shouldn't it?

Patience. When the idol

is near its head,

The tempus simia

will clap.

There's no such thing

as mystical monkey power.

You wouldn't know

mystical monkey power

If you held it in

your tiny little hands.

Aye, they are

wee small digits.

[Cymbals clink]

Uh, guys...

Ill let my wee fingers

do the talking,

Mr. Skirty pants!

Guys.

Can you two buffoons

take this outside?

At 30,000 feet?

Precisely.

[Clink]

guys!

What?

The monkey clapped.

[Clinking]

[All gasp]

We're getting close.

Monkey power rules.

[Dramatic music plays]

[Sighs]

You, me,

and bueno nacho,

And we're gonna

grande-Size it, girl.

[Eating noisily]

[Belches]

So, Ron enough

for you?

Thanks, Monique, but

there's no substitute.

[Beeps]

What's the sitch, wade?

I've tracked down

team Drakken.

Where to?

Deep in

the Australian outback.

Better tell Ron.

What time is it there?

Uh...

bedtime,

apparently.

You know, as cold

as Norway is,

It's even colder

at 2:
00 a. m.

[Teeth chattering]

It's summer

in Australia.

I'm there, Kim.

Next stop, Austria.

No, no, Australia.

Right. Save me

some strudel.

[Sighs]

he'll never make it.

[Gasps] maybe

I need a plan "b. "

Me? I'm plan "b"?

Kim, I don't think I can.

You're puppy dog pouting

now, aren't you?

No, not at all.

Ah, you got me.

Boo-Yah!

[Music playing]

Right, Sheilas.

You're on your own from here.

That's cool.

Wade set us up.

[Metal scraping]

Hey, mine isn't... Aah!

Maybe a little less

Ron-ish.

[Rock music playing]

Uh, ok.

[Screaming]

[Clinking]

Warmer, warmer.

Ooh, colder.

Warmer, warmer!

[Clinking faster]

Ha! I'm white hot!

Hmm. The head

must be under here.

All right, on 3.

1, 2, 3!

Ohh!

Aah! Uhh!

I cannae do it alone!

Hmm.

Ahh. There.

A mystical

monkey doorknob.

Hoist me up, Killigan.

I'll turn it.

With those wee

bairny hands?

Ha! Dream on,

blue boy.

Hmm.

Mutant show-Off.

[Energy surges]

[Rumbles]

Hmm.

Why do you get

to go first?

Ach.

Why do you?

Waffle away, gents.

I'll be getting a head.

Kim:
excellent

formation, boys.

All:
aah! Ohh! Uhh!

Your landing needs

a little work.

Kim possible?

Why do you always

act so surprised?

Hmm.

I don't know.

Whoa!

Watch out!

Uhh!

Who's she?

Where's the buffoon?

I'm... I'm Monique.

I... I'm really

just filling in.

Nice to beat you.

My face needs space!

Ow!

Uh, uh, maybe I

should handle shego.

I'll play through,

then. Fore!

You hit golf balls?

[Scoffs] that's your

big villain schtick?

My dad does that.

Unh!

Golf balls

that explode?

Welcome

to my world.

Yeah. Can we focus

here, Kimmie?

[Grunting]

[Dramatic music playing]

Ooh!

I think I need

to train some more...

Like... Like,

20 years more.

Aah! Uhh!

Grr!

Um, Kim, her hands

are glowing.

Yeah. Avoid those.

Raah!

[Whimpers]

[Beeping]

[gasps]

[Boom]

All par for the course,

lassie.

[Boom boom]

Aah! Uhh!

Boo.

Aah!

Heh heh heh!

Monkey fist:

triumph!

[Airplane engine roaring]

Ok, I liked

the land surfing part,

But the fighting

the freaks part,

Yeah, I could live

without.

Ron:
K.P.!

I made it!

Huh? Uhh.

Ohh. Uh-Oh.

Did we miss them

again?

Yeah.

But this time...

bad guys, two,

good guys, zero.

Guten tagy, Birgit.

Today, Id like

to order off the menu.

Are you familiar

with the naco?

Lamb and cabbage

stew. Next.

Huhh! Yuck!

[Beeps]

Ooh, saved by the bell.

What's the sitch?

Ha ha ha!

That felt kinda cool.

Wade turned up some dirt

on the tempus simia idol.

Great.

So, what's it do?

Still a mystery,

but we do know

There's a temple

of the tempus simia

In central Africa.

You think we'll find

evil incorporated there?

Mmm. That's where they have

to put the head on the monkey.

Yeah, this

ancient magic stuff,

It's always

so complicated.

I'm sure the mystic monkey

monks had their reasons.

Uh, excuse me. Private

talkie. Do you mind?

Rude enough?

I am so over

blondes, Kim.

No novelty value

whatsoever here.

Ok. Meet me

in Africa?

This time, I swear

I won't be late.

Go! Ha ha!

I am flooring it!

Waah!

Waah!

Yaah!

Yaah!

[Grunts]

Giddy-Up already!

Oh, come on. You're slower

than the camel!

Ron:
aah!

Uhh! Ow.

Ron?

Sorry Im late.

This elephant totally

copped a 'tude with me.

Ron, it's cool.

You're right on time.

Wow.

The tempus simia temple

is just over that ridge.

[Dramatic music playing]

1, 2, 3.

Ha!

Rock beats paper.

Are you daft, man?

Paper beats rock.

Everyone knows that.

Oh, come now. That

doesn't even make sense.

How can flimsy paper

possibly beat

The raw density

of stone?

Monkey fist:
it is time!

Our moment is at hand.

Finally.

Pardon me for making you

wait a few minutes

To dominate the world,

But the magic

won't work

Unless the head is reattached

precisely at noon.

Why is this

ancient magic stuff

Always so complicated?

Toss me

the monkey noggin.

What? No!

Using mystical monkey

power was my idea.

The honor

should be mine.

No, mine!

I am stuck with

the freak stooges.

Hey, guys, why don't you

work as a team

And put the stupid head

on together?

But I hate sharing.

No sharing.

Then we shall not share...

Together.

Yes.

[All grunting]

[Sighs]

Less than a minute now.

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