A/N: I forgot to put the disclaimer on this, so there's nothing new, just don't feel like getting sued.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible. It belongs to Disney and its creators. I'm not doing this for money, only for fun and practice.
Tutoring Terror
Kim Possible sat at the kitchen table with her best-friend-turned-boyfriend, Ron Stoppable. Books and papers were splayed out across the table, along with nacho chip crumbs and nacho cheese drips. Kim turned to a page in her history book and turned to Ron.
"Okay, Ron. You ready?" she asked her boyfriend.
"As ready as I'll ever be, KP," Ron replied.
"Okay. So let's start with the Civil War. The South called themselves the Confederates, and the North called themselves the Union," Kim began.
"Union? Like, teacher's union? So all they did was go to meetings and stuff?" Ron asked.
"Um, no Ron I don't think that's it-"
"Hey do you think Mr. Barkin is in the teacher's union?" Ron interrupted.
"Probably," Kim replied, not sure where this was going.
"Does that mean we can't get him fired?" Ron said, a whine creeping into his tone.
"Ron, why don't we get back to the material?" Kim asked, trying not to get frustrated. "Let's move on to the Underground Railroad." Hopefully, this would make sense to him.
"Okay," Ron replied, willing himself to stay focused and get through this.
"So the underground Railroad was something abolitionists created to help slaves escape from the South and find freedom in the North," Kim explained.
"Railroad? How did they fit a railroad underground?" Ron asked, deviating from the material. Obviously, he wasn't very strong willed.
"No, Ron, it wasn't really a railroad-"
"Was it like a subway? But I thought those weren't invented until like, later."
"Ron there wasn't any subway-"
"OH! Did they have Bueno Nachos along the way?"
"No, they didn't."
"WHAT? How did they live?"
"RON! You need to focus!" Kim reprimanded.
"Right. Focus. Sorry, Kimbo," Ron apologized.
"Okay. Maybe we should look at the Gettysburg Address," Kim went on.
"The Gettysburg Address? Who lived there?" Ron asked.
"No, Ron, it's not a house. It was a speech. President Lincoln gave it," Kim tried to explain.
"So Prez Abe lived there?"
"NO! It was a speech, not a place!" Kim rubbed her temples. She was getting a headache. Finally, she managed to get through a few lines of the Gettysburg Address before Ron had a question.
"Yes, Ron?" Kim asked, hoping it was legit.
"I've been thinking. Who would win in a Naco-eating contest? Lincoln or this Stonewall Jackson dude?" Ron asked. Kim sighed and put her head in her arms.
It was going to be a long night.
A/N: So I hope you enjoyed that :) Please check out my other stories and please review! Thanks :)
-LP99
