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There were two things Ron used the Sensorium for when he needed to get his mind off of missing Kim. One was training with Tai Shing Pek Kwar, and the other? Was cooking.

"Alrighty, tonight's meal du jour? Stir Fry à la Stoppable, cheese biscuits,a ndfor dessert? Chocolate cake.""

"Yay! Cheese bisuits!" Rufus squeaked.

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Oh. y'know, the usual. Czared supervillains, mutated monkey men, cursed summercamps, spy organizations that have tubes leading to underground bases practically everywhere..."

"Aside from the supervillains and the spy organizations, all of that sounds pretty unusual to me," Jeka said. Well, there had been underground bases, but that had mostly been during the Blight, and no one liked talking about the Blight. "It certainly sounds exciting, though. Are you a superhero?"

"Me? Nah. KP's the hero. I'm the just the sidekick." Despite the negative connotations being dubbed as one can have, Ron actually seems pretty proud of his sidekickishness.

"That's close to the same thing though, isn't it?"

The thirty-first century didn't really have 'sidekicks'. If someone got involved in crime-fighting, they were either Legionnaires, Science Police, or espionage agents. Sometimes more than one.

"Eh, sorta. I just go along to be the distraction and backup/"

"Hardly an unimportant role," Jeka said. "Teamwork is a very important part of that sort of thing."

"Oh, it is important. I'm just saying I'm not the kick-butt action hero that everyone remembers like Kim is."

"I don't believe you have to be," Jeka said with a shrug of her shoulders. "Although I will admit it helps."

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