Kim Possible Porn Story: To Bebe or not to Bebe – Chapter 4

Chapter 4 : Once Around
the Bend

Scene : hallway of
Middleton High School, 8:20 am

Ron is watching Kim
shuffle her books between her backpack and her locker as she prepares
for the school day.

“Do you think Global
Justice was able to get all the charges against Wade dropped ?”
Ron asked.

“Hard to say, Ron”
she replied, “but if anyone has enough clout to do it, they
would !”

Startled, she almost
fumbled one of her school books when the Kimmunicator rang out its
familiar four tones.

She quickly activated the
screen – and there was Wade, beaming like a new father. “Hey
guys ! Miss me ?”

“Wade ! You’re back
on-line !” Kim stated with a broad smile, “So I guess this
means GJ came through ?”

“They sure did !”
Wade replied, “Once Doctor Director explained just how much help
I’ve been over the years, the Feds couldn’t return my equipment fast
enough !”

“No duh ! So, you
ready to help with another sitch that just came up ?” Kim
replied.

“Of course ! But,
its going to take me some time to rummage through the backlog of
messages that built up during my absence.” Wade replied, “I’ll
have to check back with the posters to see how many of them still
need help, and how many of them found some other solutions. And how
serious the missions were. And to let them know that Team Possible
is still available to help.”

“Oh, right !”
Ron noted after thinking for a moment, “If all someone got when
they went to Kim’s website was ‘Site Not Found’, they could think
that KP and I weren’t saving the world anymore !”

“Exactly !” Wade
replied, “We lost our web presence for only a few days. But
that can be enough time for people to start thinking we’re not here.

So, what sort of help do
you need Kim ? It may take me a few hours to get back to you
though.”

“Well, the Bebebots
are back. And had some SERIOUS and MAJOR performance upgrades !”
Kim answered.

“Like what ?”

“Arm mounted lasers,
sonic blasters, and high quality combat tactics ! I almost didn’t
get out of their hive in one piece ! If Ron had been just a second
slower sabotaging their machines …” she replied with a
shudder.

“Whoa ! Well, if
they’ve spend that kind of effort, there’s a good chance there is
something I can track down.” Wade replied, stroking his chin.

“Oh, speaking of
tracking things down,” Kim replied while pulling an invoice out
of her pocket, “I took this from a crate in the Bebebot hive.
SOMEHOW they’re getting high tech materials delivered to them without
anyone noticing.”

“That could be enough
!” Wade replied as he scanned the invoice Kim was holding up to
the scanner in her Kimmunicator, “I’ll get back to you as soon
as I can.”

“Thanks Wade !”
Kim replied before turning the device off, grabbing her books and
heading off to class.

“Maybe you should
have asked him to look for where the Bebes are hiding now ?” Ron
said, “I mean, if they’re smart enough to give YOU serious
trouble, I doubt they’d just stand around and let themselves get
blown up !”

“Good point Ron.”
Kim replied with a sigh, “But first things first. Maybe once we
figure out HOW they’re having their supplies delivered to them, we
can drop in. That’s how we keep finding everyone else’s lairs !”

Kim didn’t really notice
what happened in the next three classes, since she was preoccupied
with Ron’s statement.

“Where COULD a
dozen or more robot women hide WITHOUT being noticed ?” Kim
mused to herself, “It’s not like they can blend in with the
general population ! Where have they been all this time ? There
must be holed up somewhere, for how else could they keep coming back
after I destroyed them twice already ?

Underground in storm
drains and sewers ? Not likely, since constant humidity isn’t good
for electronic devices.

Abandoned factories and
warehouses ? Most likely, and they would be on Wade’s list already.
But that could be too obvious, even for them.

I guess I’ll have to
wait for Wade to do his cyber-magic on that invoice. Once the Bebes
start having material delivered, we’ve got them !”

After the bell rang and
class was dismissed, Kim headed off to her locker, but was distracted
by a large crowd in front of the Music Room.

As she approached, she
could hear a violin solo being played from inside the room.

Slipping through the
crowd, she got close enough to the door to look inside to see what
was going on.

It was Vina, but instead
of playing her omni-vox, she was using a regular wooden violin.

“Excellent playing
Miss Rossum.” Mister Loundes the music teacher stated as she
finished, “You only made six rather subtle errors.”

“SIX errors ?”
Kim thought to herself, “It didn’t sound like she made
any at all !”

“I’ve never played
that composition before, sir,” Vina replied, “and some of
those progressions were rather tricky !”

“I know. That’s why
that piece is an excellent test of ability. You did quite well.”
he replied as he wrote a series of notes on the chalkboard, “You
mentioned that you can also read and write musical notation, and
compose music, right ?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Let’s see
what you can do with that.” Mr Loundes stated, gesturing towards
the chalkboard.

Vina walked over to the
board. There were notes on the imprinted staff, but nothing else.
No bars to show where one measure ended and the next began. No key
signature. No treble or bass clef symbols. Just an expanse of
notes.

Vina looked back and forth
along the measure, humming quietly to herself as she tried to figure
out how the piece before her was meant to sound.

She quickly wrote ‘3/4’,
the treble clef symbol, and two sharp symbols to indicate the key
signature before dividing the composition into bars.

She hummed to herself a
bit before writing natural symbols beside just two of the notes, and
rubbing out the last note and replacing it with a different one.

“Congratulations,
Miss Rossum.” Mr Loundes replied with a bow, “You just
passed my test for admission into this class.”

Vina looked confused.
“But I thought I already was enrolled here !”

“I’ve been burned a
few times by transfer students with faked transcripts over the
years,” he replied, “I had to make sure you were as good as
your transcripts said you were. You are. Would you be interested in
joining our music club ?”

“Oh, yes ! I would
!” Vina positively gushed.

“Good to hear. What
instruments do you currently play ?” he continued after
retrieving a clipboard and pen.

“Well, I started off
with the piano, sir,” Vina replied after recovering from a
blush, “then moved on to violin and guitar.”

“Ah yes, the
classical instruments. What compositions are in your repertoire ?”

“I’m partial to
complex compositions, sir.” Vina replied, fidgeting with the
violin in her hand, “So I’ve learned Bach’s Toccata and Fugue
in D Minor, Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, Pachelbel’s Canon a 3
on a Ground In D, Rimsky-Korsakov’s Flight of the Bumblebee,
a few pieces by Grieg, and a few from more recent composers like
Vangelis …” she continued, playing a few bars from each
composition as she mentioned them.

Before an offscreen male
voice yelled “Play Freebird !”

To which Vina responded by
picking up the eraser from the chalkboard and lobbing it at the
offending male.

“Oo ! Sorry ! I was
aiming for him !” she winced after a FEMALE voice yelped in
surprise.

“And, FYI, since the
triple guitar solo of Freebird is one of the hardest
compositions of all time, I simply had to master it ! So I can play
Freebird. Just not by myself ! Because its a triple guitar
solo. And I’m just one person.

And you should only make
that request at uncool concerts or of lame musicians. Of which I am
not !”

Scene : lunchroom. Kim
is sitting at a table with Monique and Ron, until Vina accidentally
bumped into her.

“Sorry about that !”
Vina blurted out before she noticed who it was.

Kim turned to look, and
noticed that something was missing. “So, Lavinia,
where’s your omni-vox ? Leave it safe at home for a change ?”

Vina narrowed her eyes.
“If you really must know, Kimberly Anne,” she
replied with all the condescension she could muster, “during
school hours I’m to keep it in my new locker in the music room.
Mister Loundes was so impressed by my ability that he pushed all my
paperwork through personally.”

“So you’ve been
assigned a locker, and are officially a student here at Middleton
then ?” Ron asked.

“Yes to both, Ron.”

“By the way Lavinia,
your sister’s little trick didn’t work.” Kim stated.

“What trick are you
referring to ?” Vina replied, starting to get really
annoyed at being repeatedly called by her ‘true’ name.

“Having Wade’s
equipment impounded by the Feds. It didn’t work.”

Vina sighs. “Are you
STILL going on about that like it was HER idea ? Listen – all Nina
did was report Wade’s ILLEGAL activities to the proper authorities;
what to DO about it was THEIR decision, not her’s. So, if you have a
problem with the ways things turned out, please direct your
complaints to the relevant law enforcement agencies.”

“Oh, I already did !”
Kim replied with a smirk.

“Whatever do you mean
?”

“Me and Ron have
friends in several high level government agencies.” Kim began,
“Its one of the perks of frequently saving the world. And they
have already taken care of it. Wade was back online as of this
morning !”

“Hmmph ! How utterly
dross and droll !” Vina replied, “I’m starting to see why
Nina prefers working with computers and machines rather than people.
Machines FOLLOW rules and laws. Why do people even BOTHER writing
laws if they’re just going to ignore them ?”

Kim turned her seat around
to more comfortably argue with Vina. “‘Machines FOLLOW rules
and laws’ ? HA ! I have it on personal experience that not all
machines are law-abiding !”

“Really ? Did your
hair dryer do a bad job ? Toaster burn your bread this morning ?”
Vina replied in a tone of mock sympathy.

“No.” Kim
replied with clenched fists, “Over the weekend me and Ron
tracked down a Bebebot hive. Bebebots are hive-minded female robots
trying to take over the world. They tried to kill me ! Several
times ! But me and Ron managed to stop them.”

“Well goody for you
two !” Vina replied flatly, “So how is any of that relevant
to your little vendetta against me and my sister ?”

“I did a little
research on my own over the weekend Lavinia,” Kim smirked, “Does
the phrase ‘R.U.R.’ mean anything to you ?”

Vina rolled her eyes
before rubbing the bridge of her nose and answering with “R.U.R.
‘Rossum’s Universal Robots’. Written by the Czech playwright Karel
Capek in 1920. Relevance ?”

“Your family name is
what again ?”

Vina sighed. “The
Three REALLY should have put a little more effort into finding a more
normal and common surname for us instead of just randomly picking one
from literature !” Vina groused to herself as her processors
began compiling a list of appropriate responses.

“Oh great
Asimov’s ghost !” Vina exclaimed, “Are you actually implying that me and my sisters
are, what was the word you used, ‘Bebebots’ ? Because our last name
is Rossum ? That joke about my family’s name was old, dead and
buried ten years ago, Kimberly Anne. Thank you SO much for digging
up its rancid carcass once again !”

“Ewww ! Gorchy turn
of phrase there V !” Monique stated with a shudder, “Especially
at lunch !”

“Sorry Mon !”
Vina replied sheepishly to Monique to before turning to Kim. “You
OBVIOUSLY haven’t read R.U.R., or else you would’ve known that the
Robots in that play are more like organic constructs than mechanical
people. They are produced by pouring chemicals into kneading troughs
and vats.

If you are going to make
fun of someone’s name,” Vina replied in a snobbish tone as her
secondary processors finally compiled a counter attack, “at
LEAST know what you are talking about !

And from where I stand,”
said Vina as she began her mind game, “YOU have just as much
chance of being considered artificial as I do, Kim !”

“Heh ?” replied
Kim, Ron, and Monique.

“All those ‘missions’
you insist on going on ? How often do you succeed ?” Vina
began, sounding both bored and snippy at the same time.

“Almost always.”
Kim replied warily, trying to figure out where Vina was going with
this.

“Almost always ?
Really ? And that faux modesty bit you keep using ? ‘Oh, its no big
!'” Vina stated in a ridiculously exaggerated imitation of Kim,
“‘Anyone could have repaired a nuclear reactor with a pencil,
some yarn and a stick of gum !’

But, if anyone could have
done it, how come you are the ONLY one who ever does so ? The ONLY
one asked, or expected, to do so ?

You succeed at nearly
everything you try. You master complex skills in less than a week.
You outperform people with years – DECADES – of dedicated practice
and experience. Doesn’t that seem a wee bit odd to you ? Peculiar ? Unnatural ?” Vina continued, leaning forward with a
smirk that would give a shark the willies.

“Just what are you
getting at ?” Kim replied, eyes narrowed in rage.

“Nothing human should
be that good at everything, Kimberly Anne.” Vina replied, “Given
your remarkable abilities, how can anyone be sure that YOU aren’t
some sort of advanced robot or genetic construct ?”

“WHAAAT ?!?!”
Kim, Ron and Monique state as one.

“Your parents are a
rocket scientist with vast experience in nano-technology, and a brain
surgeon, right ?” Vina asked.

“Yeah. So ?”

“Perhaps they gave
their beloved first born child some – enhancements ?” Vina
stated cooly, “Such things are not unknown.”

Kim’s face turned as red
as her hair as one eye twitched. “YOU. TAKE. THAT. BACK !!!”

“Or what ? You’re
going to use your sixteen styles of kung fu on me ?” Vina
replies, flailing about with fake martial arts moves, almost hitting
Tara and Bonnie, “Beat me to a pulp as an example of what
happens to anyone that dares impede your brand of do-it-yourself
justice ?”

Before Kim could attempt a
reply, Vina continued with “If you’re going to throw stones,
Miss Possible, you shouldn’t be living in a glass house !”

Kim stood there, stunned.

“Hey – if you can
imply that my family are criminals based purely on our name and a
series of events that YOU YOURSELF set in motion,” Vina sniped,
poking Kim with her finger, “then why can’t I suggest that you
are some sort of experiment based on equally insipid evidence ?
Usual standards – like international laws – not apply to you ?”

The entire cafeteria
became dead quiet after everyone close to scene retreated as far as
they could.

Kim and Vina were now
standing almost nose to nose, trying to stare each other down; the
withering gaze from Kim’s emerald green eyes gaining no ground
against the venomous return gaze from Vina’s pencil grey eyes.

“Is there a problem
here ?” Mr Barkin spoke up, breaking up the contest.

“No. Not any more,
sir.” Vina replied coldly as Kim turned away with a barely
stifled screech of rage.

Vina half-fainted into her
chair once Kim’s back was turned, as her ‘breathing’ and ‘heart rate’
began dropping to normal levels after her terrifying encounter.

“Are you okay V ?”
Bonnie asked.

“I will be in a
minute. Thanks for asking !” Vina replied as her regulators
began redistributing power to non-stress configurations.

“Good. Although that
was probably the coolest dressing down I’ve EVER seen,” Bonnie
stated, “I have to ask : ARE YOU NUTS ?!?! Kim beats up thugs,
clones and robots as a hobby !”

“I know it was
risky,” Vina shrugged, “but I just got sick and tired of
defending myself when I haven’t even done anything ! There’s only so
much smugness I can take ! So I thought a counter attack would be
more useful.”

“Useful ? For what
?”

“Getting her off my
case !” Vina replied after a few deep, cleansing breaths, “What
is with her ? I always thought it was GET evidence first, THEN take
legal action, but she’s doing it backwards !
What’s she going to do to next ? Ask Wade to do another
illegal computer search ? Follow me around ? Break into my house ?”
she continued, gesturing widely.

“Well,” Bonnie
said as she patted Vina’s shoulder, “I’ve been dealing with Miss
Perfect for years, and she’s never done anything like that to me.
I’ve gotten her torqued off many times and she’s never tried anything
seriously physical or direct.

But, then again, I’ve
never seen her that angry before !” Bonnie finished with a
shudder.

“Oh capacitors
!!!” Vina fretted to herself, “What have I done ?!
I just hope Tina was right about Kim !”

Scene : table where
Kim, Ron and Monique are sitting

“Chill Kim !”
Ron stated while sitting a safe distance away, “She was just
playing with your head ! No one seriously thinks your a robot or a
construct or anything creepy or weird like that !”

“I KNOW that Ron !”
Kim growls, “But there’s a real chance the Rossums are either
Bebebots, or working for them !”

“Wow ! That’s a
pretty serious charge there KP !” Ron replies, “How do you
figure that ?”

“Looking at them for
one – did you notice they all have that same curl on their foreheads
like the Bebebots do ? And the oldest one Nina looks EXACTLY like a
Bebebot with a different hair color ?”

“Well, yeah, but that
could be a coincidence.” Ron replied, “More improbable
stuff than that happens to us all the time.”

“Well, yeah. But
what about the timing ? A new student named ROSSUM transfers in ?
Before we get a mission involving Bebebots ? And Wade is taken out
of the loop just when we need him most ?”

“Well …”

“And where does Nina
work ? With Dr Renton – an expert in cyber-robotics !

The latest Bebebot weapon
is a sonic blaster. What does Vina Rossum’s omni-vox make, and what
is she most interested in ? Sound, and controlling it !
Coincidences ?” Kim continued, counting off each point with her
fingers.

“It – could be.”
Ron half-heartedly replied.

“If the Bebes were
smart enough to upgrade their tactics and firepower, who knows what
other ideas they came up with !”

“So, you think they
made a few look human and sent them to Middleton to spy on you ?”
Monique asked.

“Well, yeah ! Weird
things like that happen to me all the time !” Kim answered, “For
instance : who was the last student to transfer to Middleton ?”

Ron and Monique thought
for a minute before Kim answered “Erik the synthodrone !”

“So, Kim, if you’re
so sure they’re V.E., what are you going to do about them ?”
Monique asked.

“V.E. ?” Ron
asked after unsuccessfully trying to decipher Monique-speak.

“Viciously Evil
Female Robots, Ron !” Kim answered, “If I were CERTAIN the
Rossums were ‘bots, I’d send them to the scrap heap with all the
other Bebebots; if I were CERTAIN they were human, I could just chalk
all this up as weird coincidences and let it go.

But this not knowing for
sure has me so frustrated !

Now, if there was only a
way to figure out if the Rossums are Bebebots or not …” Kim
stated, fingers interlaced as she began to think.

“Tech scan ?”
Ron offered.

“Too slow, and hard
to explain away if I was wrong.” Kim replied, “And Wade is
kinda busy at the moment.”

“How about a
hypersonic emission ?” Ron tried again.

“That’s even more
blatant than a tech scan Ron !” Kim replied with an exasperated
sigh, “Besides, given how fast they’ve been learning so far, I
doubt that trick would work on them a third time.”

“Well, yeah, but
isn’t the law ‘innocent until proven guilty’ ? You’ve been wrong
before …” Ron stated in an uncertain voice.

“Oh really ?”
Kim replied icily, “Like when ?”

“Well, you thought
Yori was working for Monkey Fist for a while there …”

“Oh, that !” Kim
replied, “That just PROVES my point that we need more
information on the Rossums ! The only reason I thought Yori was
working for Monkey Fist was because I didn’t have enough information
to think otherwise !”

“So, she was guilty
until proven innocent then ?” Monique offered.

“Whose side are you
on Monique ?” Kim replied in a shocked tone.

“Yours, Kim.”
Monique replied coolly, “I just don’t want to see your
‘take-charge’ nature make you do something you’ll regret. Remember
the soccer coaching fiasco last year ?”

Kim glared at Monique for
a moment before she realized that Monique was right.

“Sorry.” Kim
replied, “I guess this business with the upgraded Bebebots and
Miss Charm over there has me a bit rattled.” she continued,
glaring at Vina.

“S’alright !”
Monique replied, “No surprise for being tweaked though. Looks
like V girl’s got a black belt in verbal kung fu. I was NOT
expecting that.”

“Yeah. Me neither.”
Kim replied, “But I’d still like more information on them. Just
to put my mind at rest of course ! All this is a little too weird,
even for me.

Now, IF the Rossums were
up to no good, there could be some evidence in their house, or on
their computers. Now, if there was only some way to look around in
there …

Wait a minute ! Ron !
You and Vina are partners for this semester’s science project, right
?”

“Uh, yeah. That’s
the way Mister Barkin assigned us, and … oh, now wait a minute !”
Ron answered before catching on.

“You and Rufus can
look around a bit for me !” Kim continued, “After all, you
have a reason to be there, and I don’t !”

Ron looked about nervously
as he tried to figure out how to answer. “On the one hand,
if Kim is right, I’d be helping to save the world from evil robots,”
he thought to himself, “but, if she is wrong, I’d be snooping
around a stranger’s house for no really good reason. Kim’s rarely
wrong. But she HAS been wrong once or twice before. But if I don’t
do it, Kim might try something on her own …”

“I’ll see what I can
do, KP.” Ron replied glumly, “I’ll ask, but Vina may not go
along with it. I mean, after that argument you two just had, I may
not be overly welcome.”

“Well, you’ll be a
LOT more welcome over there than I’ll ever be !” Kim replied,
“You still have your Ronnunicator ?”

“I never leave home
without it !” Ron replied before searching through his pockets.
“Well, okay, maybe it’s in my locker. But I do have it ! Why
?”

“It has the same
capabilities as the Kimmunicator. Including the ability to do tech
scans !”

“You sure that’s not
overkill there Kim ?” Monique asked, “I mean, a tech scan ?
Girl, you sure that’s legal ?”

“Well, it COULD be
‘Nique. Depends on what we find !” Kim replied, “After
all, we could be dealing with dangerous killer robot spies here !”

“Uh huhhh.”
Monique replied, sounding doubtful. “Well, good luck with that
Kim. I think the less I know about your plans, the better.”

Scene : hallway of
Middleton High, less than a minute after the final bell had rung.

Ron carefully threaded his
way through the milling students, working his way towards Vina’s
locker.

“Hey Vina ! Wait up
!” he yelled to catch her attention before she finished packing
her stuff to go home.

“What do you want,
Ronald ?” she asked, giving him a sour look.

“Well, we have a
science project to work on that’s, you know, sort of due in a few
weeks” he stammered out, not feeling too sure about this course
of action, “and since I’m guessing that you have most of the
stuff prepared at your house, and I, well, don’t …”

“Oh frell ! With
all the drama of dealing with Kim, I forgot about that !”
Vina fretted to herself, “Now what ? If I say no, that might
look suspicious; but if I agree, Ron will be snooping around my house
! Ohhhhhh – Nina is NOT going to be happy about this !“

“Oh, you want to
start work on our project then !” Vina replied with a forced
smile and the most sincere ‘not-stressed-out-of-her-gourd’ tone she
could muster, “I’ll have to talk this over with my sisters, but
I suppose you could come over around six or so. AFTER dinner.
Trust me – you DON’T want to be there for that !”

“Why not ?” Ron
asked, never one to miss a chance at a free meal, “Oh, right.
Neither of your sisters knows how to cook.”

“That – is putting it
mildly.” Vina replied, “So, I’ll call you after I check in
with Tina and Nina. You’re in the phone book, right ?”

“Yeah. There aren’t
that many Stoppables in Middleton.” Ron answered, “Uh,
where do you live again ?”

“Why don’t you ask
your friend Wade ?” Vina replied haughtily before she turned to
walk away, “I’m sure HE could tell you !”

“Uh, where’s Tina ?”
Vina asked as she got into the front passenger seat.

“She told me the
advanced drawing class wanted a model for some very challenging
poses.” Nina replied as they started the drive home, “So
she’ll be there until her usual classes start. She should be home by
eight tonight.”

“Oh.” Vina
replied glumly, recalling that, as a student transferring in as a
junior at Middleton Community College, Tina does odd jobs for quick
cash every now and again. Either to maintain her cover as a college
student, or just for laughs.

“You seem distressed,
Vina. Have Miss Possible and her friends been harrassing you ?”
Nina asked in a concerned tone.

“No. Not yet
anyway.” Vina stated quietly, which Nina replied to with a
quizzical look.

Vina took a deep breath
and announced “I have bad news, and horrible news.”

Nina sighed before asking
for the bad news.

“The bad news is I
think I really, REALLY annoyed Kim.” Vina began.

“What did you do ?”
Nina asked with a cold tone and a colder gaze.

“Well, she was acting
like it was your idea to impound Wade’s equipment when it wasn’t,”
Vina started, “and then she mentioned that she and Ron destroyed
our cousin’s base. As if that were a good thing. And noted that our
family name is Rossum …”

“She suspects that we
are Bebebots ?!” Nina replied, quickly calculating the fastest
routes out of town in case escape was necessary.

“Suspects, yes;
certain enough to do something about it, no. Not yet.”

Nina clenched her jaw and
ground her teeth before asking Vina to continue relating the bad
news.

“So, after her going
on about our last name being Rossum, I sorta implied that she could
just as easily be considered a robot or genetically modified, and
that her parents were the sort that may have given her some unnatural
enhancements …”

Nina was very quiet for a
few nerve wracking moments.

“Well, on one hand, I
am a bit distressed that you would provoke our enemy in such a
blatant manner.” she finally stated, “But, on the other
hand, I am pleased that you stood up for us. And in such a clever
manner as well.”

Vina was relieved and
pleased with her sister’s praise – until Nina asked about the
horrible news.

“Well, uhm, Ron and I
were assigned lab partners in science class last week, and Ron asked
to come over to our house to work on our science project.” Vina
stated sheepishly, “Saying ‘no’ would look suspicious, so I
kinda told him he could come over. AFTER I asked you, of course.”

Nina looked rather angry
for a few breaths, and then smiled. Which Vina found far more
disturbing.

“I believe that we
can subvert Miss Possible’s attempt at subterfuge to further our own
goals.” Nina finally stated, “You do know the only reason
Ron asked to work at OUR house was so that he could spy for Kim,
right ?”

“Well, doi !”
Vina replied with a snort, “Even Kim admits that Ron is a bit of
a slacker. That he’d suddenly show some initiative after I insulted
Kim and inflated her paranoia is too much of a coincidence to be
credible.

So, what’s the plan ? I
thought you’d be upset at the thought of anyone that hangs around Kim
snooping around our house !”

“I was. For a
moment. Got over it.” Nina replied with a dismissive gesture,
“He can snoop all he likes, for we have nothing for him to find.
And once he tells Kim that there is nothing odd going on …”

“.. she might get off
our case !” Vina replied, getting the idea, “But what he
somehow finds your secret lab ?”

Nina’s brows knit in
confusion. “Why would he be standing in the hallway closet with
the door closed and the light off ?”

“I don’t know !”
Vina replied, “But it seems that strange and unusual things
happen to him and Kim all the time. It’s one of the reasons she’d
even consider the idea that we’re Bebebots valid in the first
place. So there may be a slim chance he could somehow stumble across
your lab.”

“Then we still have
nothing to worry about.” Nina replied with a shrug, “I
actually do work with Doctor Renton, so having my own little home
laboratory is not too unusual or unexpected. Especially in
Middleton. If he should ask why my lab is hidden so well, we can
just say ‘crime prevention’ – if the criminals don’t know we have
advanced tech, they won’t come to steal it.”

Vina mulled it over as
they pulled into their home driveway.

“Besides, its not
like HE’D recognize any of my equipment as dangerous. You could
probably tell him my nano-manipulator is a bun warmer or something,
and he’d probably believe you.” Nina stated with a slight
chuckle.

“I’ll … be working
some overtime at the Space Center’s labs tonight; I have a few
projects I should finish up before the next lab meeting.” she
continued.

“You’re not going to
hang around ? Just in case ?” Vina fretted.

“No. I would only be
in the way here.” Nina replied with a gentle smile, “But I
have no doubt that your social skills are more than sufficient to
accomplish the needed task V. Remember – give Ronald every chance to
snoop around, but do not be blatant about it. What time did you tell
him to be here ?”

“Six o’clock.”
Vina replied before looking at her watch. “Eeeeep ! An hour
and forty minutes from now ! Oh, this place is a mess ! I’ve gotta
straighten up ! Find sufficient snackage ! Find something to wear
that’s casual, but not slovenly !!” she exclaimed as the primal
directive of all Bebebots – ‘perfection in performance’ – engaged and
compelled her to become the Perfect Hostess.