Another Universe (Kim Possible Fan Fiction) (Slow Updates)

[4] To the Mall

"Shh, be quiet..." I whispered to everyone, stepping slowly into my front door and tip-toeing down the hall.

"Abbey? Are you home?" my mother's voice came from the kitchen. I cringed, and stepped into the room. "How was it--" She noticed the five new faces behind me. "Oh, who are they?"

"They're...my..." I glanced back at them for a second. "Friends...?"

Mom set down the dish rag she was wiping her hands on. "But they're all high schoolers, and adults..."

"What? Am I not mature enough to have older friends?"

"No hun, they just look..." She examined them for a second. "Kind of familiar. Hey Abbey, they actually look like some of those characters from that cartoon you used to watch as a kid, Kim Possible," she whispered to me after that.

"Heh heh, yeah they do. So can they stay over for dinner tonight? 'Kay, thanks." I shoved them down the hall and into my room before my mom could say anything otherwise or take a closer look at them all.

Slamming the door shut behind me, I flopped onto my bed with my face down on the pillow. I could feel the group's eyes all on the back of my head expectantly.

"What?" I mumbled into my pillow, the words muffled.

“What are we supposed to do now?” Shego complained. “You’re the one who got us into this mess in the first place; you have to get us back to our dimension!”

I lifted my head up quickly and glared at her. “You don’t think I’m stressing? Try having five cartoon characters in your bedroom and being responsible for them all.” Rolling my eyes, I dropped my face back into my pillow.

“Hey, don’t forget about Rufus!” Ron exclaimed, sticking his hand into his pocket and picking out the naked mole rat. He screamed and dropped the creature on the floor. “What the…why does Rufus look like that!?” he cried.

“Reality check: naked mole rats aren’t actually cute in real life. They’re freaking scary,” I told him. “Even Google Image them, you’ll see for yourself.”

“He’s so ugly though!” Rufus shook his saggy, wrinkled wrist at Ron angrily. “And what’s ‘Google Image’?”

I sighed, standing up and pointing at my computer. “It’s a search engine on the computer. If it’s not on Google, it pretty much means it doesn’t exist.”

“Hmm…” Curiosity picking at him, Ron sat down in my computer chair and waved the mouse around so the screen turned on. “W—What is this!?”

I turned around, realizing I still had one of the “Salad Fingers” episodes up on YouTube from before I left. Oops.

“You don’t need to see that!” I told him, exiting off of it. I turned to face the rest of the group. “So what should we do first?”

Drakken was flaming. He talked through clenched teeth. “We should find that monkey and take the statue from him!” The last part came out as a yell.

“Fine, but we’ll have to search for him. Also, you guys don’t exactly…blend in very well.”

“And what exactly does that mean?” Monkey Fist asked viciously, using his feet to pick various objects up in my room so he could see what I have.

I sighed. “Come on, I guess I can buy you guys outfits. Unless…any of you have cartoon money that turned real when you came into this dimension?”

Everyone checked their pockets and came out with nothing. “Fine then, the jobless teenager who’s barely able to afford a new pair of headphones will buy you all outfits.”

I walked down the hall, about to open the door. I yelled to my mom: “Mom, we’re going to the mall. Is that okay?”

“Sure honey, do you want a ride?”

I swore to myself. “Suuurreeee…”

(A FEW AWKWARD MINUTES LATER)

With everyone piled into my mini-van (me sitting in the front seat, Kim and Ron in the two middle seats and the three villains in the back seats), we left for the mall. Looking back, I realized everyone was doing their own thing. Kim was leaning against the window playing with her hair, Ron was trying to get used to Rufus’ new appearance by staring at him for a long time, Drakken was playing with his thumbs nervously while “hmmm”ing, Shego was filing her nails (naturally), and Monkey Fist was doing more things with his feet rather than his hands.

Mom turned the radio on, and some Justin Bieber song played. I grunted and changed it to some more tolerable yet still crummy pop song.

When we got to the mall, my mom dropped us off at the front and I immediately took them to Old Navy, mostly for the reason that the clothing is decent and it’s also not very pricey.

“Oh no, this isn’t some knock-off clothing store, is it?” Kim moaned, facepalming.

“Hey, don’t judge. There aren’t any ‘Club Banana’s around here, you know.”

I could hear Drakken and Shego’s sort of hushed conversation behind me. They were attempting but sadly failing at trying to make sure I didn’t hear them.

“Why are we following a little teenager around, again?” Shego complained.

“Because, Shego, after we use her to find the monkey statue, we can take it for ourselves. Then, we’ll be able to travel to any dimension we want and rule that world!”

“Yeah, yeah, good luck with that." Shego rolled her eyes.

I outwardly grunted, loud enough for both of them to hear me, and turned to face the two. “Please plan to rule the world somewhere else. I’m not deaf, you know.”

They both pretended to look around, as if they weren't just having the conversation they were having.

I rolled my eyes. These few are such a hand full.

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-----> that song...

Also, I made a "Salad Fingers" reference. If you haven't watched those yet...WATCH THEM. All 9 of them.

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