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We're gonna be seeing some major Drama-rama for Melissa in this chapter of 'So The Drama'! ROLL IT!


Call_Me,_Beep_Me_(movie_mix)_So_The_Drama_intro

Call Me, Beep Me (movie mix) So The Drama intro

A DISNEY CHANNEL ORIGINAL MOVIE

KIM POSSIBLE: SO THE DRAMA


Doesn't matter where

Doesn't matter when


Starring

SABRINA CARPENTER

WILL FRIEDLE


I will always be there

'til the very end


Also Starring

MEKAI CURTIS

NANCY CARTWRIGHT

RAVEN-SYMONE

ADRIAN PASDAR

TARA STRONG

VINCENT MARTELLA

LEO HOWARD


Call Me


ALYSON STONER

NATHAN KRESS


Beep Me


Score By

ADAM BERRY

JON COLTON BARRY

DAN POVENMIRE

JEFF 'SWAMPY' MARSH


Call Me, Beep Me

If you wanna reach me!


'Milo Murphy's Law' created by

DAN POVENMIRE

JEFF 'SWAMPY' MARSH

'Kim Possible' created by

BOB SCHOOLEY

MARK McCORKLE

Directed By

STEVE LOTER

DAN POVENMIRE

JEFF 'SWAMPY' MARSH


Call Me, Beep Me if you wanna reach me!


On the plane back to Danville, the Melissa-link chimed.

"What's the sitch, Zack?" Melissa asked.

"I'm digging on the whole Drakken/Nakasumi plot, but so far nothing," Zack informed.

"I can't figure it..."

"I get why he'd take his automated toy-making technology. No clue why he'd take the man himself, though."

"Right...I was actually talking about this geometry homework."

Zack smiled. "You want me to take a crack at it?" he asked.

"Thanks, but no. I believe genius assistance is super cheat-ish. I'll ask Milo. See you at school, 'kay?"

"See ya, Melissa!" Zack responded, signing off.


Melissa then turned behind her. "Any luck on number 7, Milo?" she asked. But the voice that responded was not that of her best friend.

"Very tricky..." the voice responded.

"Milo?"

"Number 7 is very tricky, I plan to come back to that one. How's that essay going?"

"I believe Murphy-san will be pleased."

The voices were actually 2 of Nakasumi's assistants.


"And where exactly is Murphy-san?" Melissa asked, annoyed. The assistants pointed to the back of the plane, where Melissa was met by Nakasumi and Kiyoko.

"Ms. Chase, welcome! And thank you once again!" Ms. Kiyoko said to Melissa.

"No big! Thanks for the lift back home! Any of you seen Milo?"


Survey says...he's trying to control an out of control remote control car. The driver...his naked mole rat Chase.

"CHASE! I'm supposed to steer! Come on, man!" Milo chided his rodent friend.

"Milo, cut it out!"

"Yeah, talk to the naked driver here!" Milo said to Melissa as he pressed a red button, ejecting Chase from the car, only to be caught by Diogee. "Nice catch, Diogee!" Milo congratulated his dog. "But I do need you to go home, okay?" he added, sending his dog home. "He's not supposed to be on a plane!"


"Nakasumi-san says not to worry. His business is to create joy. Your friend is an excellent customer - still filled with childlike wonder," Kiyoko told Melissa.

"Maybe a little too much," Melissa sarcastically remarked.

Milo then directed his attention to a shelf on the right hand side, right where Chase would've landed. "No way! Is this what I think it is?" he asked, picking up a sketch of a cartoon tiki. "Tiki-boo rules!" He then picked up another sketch of a little cartoon bunny. "BUN-BUN!"


"You create all these characters yourself, Mr. Nakasumi?" Melissa asked.

"Yes, he does. It is his personal touch."

"Aw, come on! You just doodle a face on and BOOM, every kid on the planet wants one?" Milo asked with a hint of skepticism.

"Do not tell the shareholders it is so easy. They might take away my jet," Mr. Nakasumi warned the duo.

"I hear ya, dude!"

Wait...Mr. Nakasumi speaks English?


"HOLD UP! You speak English?" Milo asked.

"Oh, quite fluently. But I enjoy whispering to Ms. Kiyoko."

"Nakasumi-san is a little, how you say, wacky..."

"Okay, I guess it comes with the toymaker thing..." Melissa remarked as Nakasumi's other assistants came in.


"Murphy-san, on behalf of the Nakasumi Corporation, accept our gratitude for your efforts in the rescue of Nakasumi-san," one of his assistants greeted.

"Who works extremely hard on the whole toy thing, you know, by the way!" Milo called out, much to the ire of Melissa.

"Nakasumi-san, we approach Danville Airport. The pilot should have landing clearance shortly," the other assistant informed.


"That's okay, just drop us off here," Melissa said. Milo and Melissa then jumped off the plane, parachutes at the ready. "IT'S GO TIME!" Milo called out. That was Chase's signal to pull the ripcord that launched his parachute. Of course, being cursed with Murphy's law...the parachute took Milo's homework with it as well as his pants! Milo lost pants count: 2.

"AAAAHHHH! MY HOMEWORK!"

"Murphy's law...BOOM!"


We pick things up at the home of rocket scientist Richard Chase and brain surgeon Pepper Chase.

"Good morning, Dr. Chase!" Mrs. Chase greeted her husband.

"And to you, Dr. Chase!" Mr. Chase responded.

"Crazy day - 3 procedures before lunch! You?"

"Down to the wire on the Hephaestus project - 3 years, $3 billion! God, I hope this works!"

"More coffee, dear?"

'Are you sure you wish to delete file - Hephaestus?'

"Yes, please!"

'Dr. Chase voice print acknowledged. Deleting file now.'

Oops.


"NO! NO! UNDO! UNDO!"

'File delete aborted.'

Nice save!


"No worries, Pep. Got it all in here!" Mr. Chase assured, pointing to his head.

"Kids eaten yet?"

"Phineas and Ferb are in their room working on some 'top secret' project."

"Like father, like sons..."

"Haven't seen Lissie..."


Speak of the devil, there's Melissa now, landing right in the backyard!

"Morning!" Melissa greeted.

"Got in a little late there, Lissie-cub..."

"Yeah...really slows me down when I pull my chute as soon as we bail, but you know Milo...such a baby about free-falling!"

"Where exactly were you last night, Melissa?" her mom asked. And coincidental news broadcast by Gordon Gutsofanemu...NOW!

The Tokyo toy magnate was rescued by world-famous teen hero MELISSA CHASE!


"That's my girl!" her dad congratulated.

"It was no big! Save for the Sumo-Ninja...he was pretty big."

Mr. Chase chuckled. "Sumo-Ninjas...we didn't have to deal with Sumo-Ninjas when I was growing up - or sumo anything for that matter!"


INBOUND MISSILES! And a great deflection by Melissa!

"Sweet backhand, 'Lissie!"

"Not yet, dad!"

Another missile, another deflection! These missiles can only be the work of one annoying duo...

"TWEEBS!"

"MOM!"

"DAD!"

"Did you see our..."

Phineas and Ferb stopped short when Melissa gave her 'Not Impressed' look.


"You did this..." Phineas said, annoyed.

"Why can't you Tweebs play with video games like normal kids?"

"We do!" Ferb confirmed.

"We use them for parts!" Phineas added.

"It's true!" Mr. Chase chimed in.

"No missiles in the house, boys..." Mrs. Chase reprimanded.

"Fine..."

"This is what happens when a rocket scientist and a brain surgeon reproduce," Melissa scoffed. Wait, Melissa...aren't you a result of said union? Yeah...so you have no room to talk.


Meanwhile, Shego had just landed in a secret lair hidden in Mount Danville.

"Brain Tap machine ready for prisoner!" One of the scientists said, only to be met with a face full of business suit.

"THERE IS NO PRISONER! Go tap yourself..." Shego replied angrily before falling through a trapdoor.

"YOU HAVE FAILED ME FOR THE LAST TIME, SHEGO!"

Shego was soon met by a barrage of drones and had some difficulty fighting them off.

"Your Syntho-Drones are improving. They might actually win in a fair fight..." Shego began, lighting her plasma fist. "...too bad that's not my style," she said, punching and destroying Syntho-Drone 842. "843?"

Before 843 could come in, Bradley Nicholson - otherwise known as Dr. Drakken - arose from the floor.


"SHEGO! Must you always break my toys?"

"Okay, sport...why are you all 'You have failed me for the last time!' What's with that?"

"Shego, the time has come to step our game up to the next level! To up the ante!" Drakken declared before looking at what remained of Syntho-Drone 842. "Oh dear...I was especially fond of 842. He had a certain spring in his step and a boyish sparkle in his eye."

"No, I think that was Syntho-Goo. Can we get a mop in here STAT?"

"Shego, walk with me, talk with me..." Drakken started, walking with Shego as the remains of the battle were cleaned. "...would you say that I'm evil?"

Shego groaned as she was faced with this question again. "Oy, not this again. Yes, yes, you're very evil!"

Drakken looked on as one of his assistants were researching a mutated octopus. "Ah, Henderson! Crucial to the mutant life form project!"

"Dr. D., get a grip! No one does superweapons like you! Just look at that annihilation ray!"

"Evil by design! And environmentally-friendly!"

"See? There ya go!"

The duo then passed by another section, where a man was being bombarded by a reasonable facsimile of 'It's A Small World'.

"And the things I'm doing in the field of torture are very exciting!"

"That's what I'm saying! You have definitely..." Shego started as they approached another room. This time...it was a replica of Melissa's room. "...lost it."


"My latest research project - TEENAGE WASTELAND! I will get inside her high school head! I will know Melissa Chase's fatal flaw!" Drakken declared as he pushed a button. "Stevens, progress report!"

"What up, Dr. D. diggity dog?"

"We've lost Stevens..." Drakken said as one of his scientists appeared.

"Pardon me, Dr. Drakken..."

"WHAT?!"

"Without a brain to tap, the Brain Tap machine is really not being used to its fullest extent."


Angered, Drakken grabbed Nakasumi's suit and tore it to shreds. What was revealed afterwards was a sketch of a little cartoon devil. Seeing this, Drakken smiled and celebrated like a teenage girl.

"What are you so happy about?"

"Oh, just the first step to world conquest..."

"What-ever...LET ME SEE THAT!" Shego said, snatching the sketch. "A doodle? Are you serious?"

"For shizzle, She-gizzle!"

Shego facepalmed. "Oh no...are you trying to be hip again?"

"Word to your mother!" Drakken responded.


We now find ourselves at a Danville High cheer practice, where Melissa and her fellow cheerleaders had just finished up a routine for an upcoming competition.

"GO DRAGONS!" Melissa called out as she found herself at the top of the pyramid, her rightful place as cheer captain. Just then, Candace's phone rang, causing her to bail from the pyramid and causing the pyramid to topple.

"That was so on purpose, Candace!"

"Like, it's always about you! Zero your ego, Melissa!" Candace retorted as she returned to her call...it was her boyfriend, Jeremy Johnson, on the other end. "Jeremy, sweetie, I'll come over as soon as your done working out. 2 hours? Okay. And don't shower...I like it when you glisten."

"'When you glisten'? CAN YOU BE ANY SICKER?"

"Like you and your BF? Whoops, I forgot! You don't have a BF, do you, Melissa? Too busy 'saving the world'?"

Melissa scoffed. "You still use airquotes...huh."


"I'm all about Jeremy Johnson - quarterback, hottie, top of the food chain." Candace then motioned to a cute redhead, about as tall as her and Melissa, but with green eyes instead of Melissa's blue. "Crystal is hooked up with Zack Underwood, honor student and baseball team captain; Amanda's with Chad Mankey, basketball team's star forward. Soccer, track and field, lacrosse, ice hockey...face facts! All the remotely acceptable guys are taken!"

"Is there a deadline I don't know about?" Melissa asked.

"The prom..."

Melissa gagged. "It's just another stupid dance."

"Try THE DANCE! Who you go with is, like, crucial! You're looking at captain of the CHESS TEAM!"


That's when Milo burst in.

"Hey, MC!" Milo called out.

"OR WORSE!"

"Do we have a date with Bueno Nacho or what?"


Oh boy...peer pressure alert! What's a crime-stopping cheerleader to do? Find out...NEXT TIME!