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“If you’re hungry, stop at Middleton’s Bueno Nacho establishment in the Kim Possible dimension and have lunch there. Bring back a restaurant menu from the place to prove you visited this location,” Kennedy sarcastically repeated out loud from the book instructing Willow’s latest task for this Slayer and her scavenger hunt team partner, Xander Harris.
Shrugging while simultaneously sucking at his fingertips to get the very last bit of melted cheese off them, Xander pointed out in cheerful mumble through his filled mouth, “Hey, those nachos were the best I’ve ever had! You liked them, too.”
Both members of the New Council then winced at the tremendous explosion coming from the fast-food restaurant’s parking lot outside. This was followed right after by the ear-splitting CRACK!
of every window in the building blowing inwards as a result. Fortunately since Xander and Kennedy were already huddled together on the floor under their table for safety, unlike the rest of the customers and servers who’d already run for their lives, they missed being hit by the razor-sharp shrapnel. Indistinct masculine shouting coming through the now-open windows, accompanied by even more detonations, showed that Dr. Drakken and Ron Stoppable were still at it and undoubtedly enjoying the time of their lives.
Giving her team partner a very nasty glare, Kennedy now snarled, “Even if we did
have today’s two-for-one special deal, it doesn’t make up for this--”
A noisy Whump!
coming from overhead interrupted the fuming Slayer’s complaint, signaling Kim Possible had just used their tabletop as a springboard to perform an expert double somersault over her own annoyed opponent. Who then further expressed her ire by firing a blast of green plasma from her right hand, which barely missed the dodging red-haired cheerleader and created yet another yard-wide hole in the far wall.
*Okay,* Kennedy internally decided, *Enough was enough.* Her hands shifted on the magical book, about to get them both out of here and hopefully somewhere safer in the next task. It wasn’t like she particularly cared about those two other young women fighting in the restaurant. Neither were any kind of demons, so she couldn’t slay them, and it wasn’t any skin off her nose over who won, so Kennedy got set to transport themselves away from this dimension.
Only to have Xander promptly protest, “Hey, wait a damn minute, willya!”
Kennedy stared at Xander as if he’d just gone insane. This one-eyed man’s next actions couldn’t help but further encourage the Slayer’s conviction of someone’s sudden mental breakdown. Not when Xander was now gingerly holding by its lower left corner a Bueno Nacho menu up in the air, causing the upper half of this to appear over the edge of the tabletop. An instant later, the menu was being urgently waved to and fro.
“What are you doing?!
” frantically hissed Kennedy.
Xander replied in a preoccupied tone, “Testing a cliché,” all while keeping his gaze fixed at the waggled menu he was presenting as an irresistible target. Indeed, in the very next second, the plastic sheet of a Mexican restaurant's culinary offerings quivered slightly in Xander’s hand, right after an emerald ray of ultra-hot gases then effortlessly pierced the menu. Hastily yanking his hand down, Xander smirked with pride at the smoldering hole in the menu, which was about the width of his thumb and still had the inner edges of this recent aperture glowing a vivid green.
Triumphantly chortling at his gaping companion, Xander whooped, “Okay, a Bueno Nacho menu on its own is a pretty good souvenir, but one that’s also been personally autographed by Shego herself? Pure gold, I’m telling you! Now, let’s scram!”