My disclaimer for the entire So The Reality series:
I know Disney owns "Kim Possible"...lock, stock, and Rufus.
Before I get done, I will probably tick off a few more studios, too.
If they want to sue me, they have to get behind all my other creditors.
Since I am in south Florida, the line has formed to the right
…and goes all the way to Sacramento!
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Opening notes:
1) This first chapter was the original 'So the Reality: Prologue' that launched the 'StR' series. I had doubts as to writing the other two definite stories in the series. That's why I incorporated this chapter into Chapter 7 ("Interlude") of the other story in the series completed so far, 'So the Reality: Amazing Race'. In that story, Kim & Ron competed against ten other animation 'all-star' teams in a cartoon edition of the CBS hit series, 'The Amazing Race'.
Those doubts have since been eliminated. Thus, I am re-releasing 'Prologue' as its own story. When another story is added to the 'StR' series, a different character's POV for the first chapter will be coupled with the aftermath for that character and perhaps a few others. That aftermath will also be incorporated into the new 'StR' story itself.
2) Because I will only add chapters of this story at the start of the next 'StR' story, please do not expect updates on a regular, timed basis.
3) No matter what I put here, it's still up to you, the loyal reader, to let me know what you want. Review me, e-mail me if you wanna reach me! If you want to 'PM' me, that's ok! (Sorry…got carried away there, but you get the idea.) Enjoy!
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So the Reality: 'Prologue'
A physically-drained Kim Possible climbed up to her loft, her emerald eyes heavy and weary from her umpteenth show-down with Drakken and Shego. Her body ached from her auburn hair all the way to her clear-polished toenails as she gingerly pulled off her mission suit.
After a warm, soothing shower, she put on her favorite blue silk nightgown. Kim loved her nightgown for two reasons. First, it was loose and comfortable—perfect for letting her body breathe and begin its healing process after a mission. Second, she knew Wade's reaction when he saw her wearing it via the Kimmunicator—he was always too busy stammering and blushing to give her another mission before the next morning. Given he was an African-American pre-teen, she gigged at the thought of making him blush!
Kim crawled under her blanket and embraced her beloved plush Pandaroo. She looked up at the calendar and smiled. Tomorrow would be the last day of her junior year at Middleton High School. Her long, drawn sigh helped a lot of tension from her latest battle gently flow from her body and started her mind on its nightly wander before slumber...
'...no more worrying about the Food Chain...no more mystery meat with Ron and Mo while we long for the Senior Table...would that make the three of us 'Senior Senior Seniors' next year??' Kim giggled at that thought. '...At least schoolwork and cheer practice won't be there to interfere with any missions for a few months...'
…Then a sweeping revelation coursed through her so quickly, she shot straight up in her bed, fully alert and wide-eyed. She re-started her computer and visited her website to check her suspicions. She double-checked...triple-checked...then checked once more to be sure. In sheer astonishment, she confirmed her wildest mission dreams—every last one of her villains, from Adrena Lynn to the WorldWide Empire of Evil, was still in jail for at least the next six months...and not just any set of steel-reinforced concrete walls and titanium bars, but the veritable fortress known as Global Justice!!
At the realization of this, Kim could no longer contain her excitement as she jumped out of bed and twirled around the room with Pandaroo. She shouted for all of Middleton to hear...
"OH, MY LIVING GOD!! I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
A thumping sound was heard from the floor below, followed by, "Not if you don't quiet down and get to sleep, Kimmie-cub. It's half-past midnight!"
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The next morning, classes began to wind down in their normal end-of-year manner. While Kim was excited about the news she learned last night, she had Wade go through those records again before she would surprise Ron with her revelation. She did not want to jinx it, just in case she missed something.
The last day of school meant a slightly early dismissal. This allowed students time to clean out their lockers for the summer. As Kim and Ron strolled toward their lockers, two Haz-Mat teams rolled a containment bin past them. Kim gave Ron a quizzical look. Ron gave her a sheepish grin.
"They're for me," explained Ron.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, KP..." Ron said as Rufus peeked out of his pocket. "...Where do you think I put my little buddy during class?"
"Riight..."
"And why do you think my pocket stays clean even though he stays with us through missions after eating all those Nacos and he has to..."
"WAY too much info, Ron!!!"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh! Ewwww!" chimed Rufus, waving an imaginary stench from his nose.
The three of them arrived at Kim's locker to talk to Wade on her mission computer system for the last time before it was packed away. Kim finally dropped last night's surprise on Ron just before logging in to talk to Wade.
"Kim," chirped Wade, "I got your message...I checked, double-checked, then triple-checked your findings."
Ron eagerly asked, "Could you check them again to be sure??"
"Okaay..." Wade typed a few more keystrokes. "...Yep. They're all on extended stay at the 'GJ Hotel', Ron."
Instead of waiting for Kim to sign off, Ron proclaimed, "BOO-Yeah!!" and turned off the computer.
In a sweeping move that even surprised Kim, Ron picked her up by her waist as if she were complete weightless. A soft blue glow swept over his usually-brown eyes. He gave Kim a strong, loving kiss, and proceeded to twirl her around the hall while shouting for joy…
"WE'RE FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
"NOT IF YOU DON'T PIPE DOWN, STOPPABLE..." growled Mr. Barkin, his stern eyes glaring at the couple while Ron was still twirling Kim. "...And WHAT did I tell you two about PDA?"
This made Ron freeze in place for three full seconds, with an ear to ear grin and a blue glow emanating from his entire body. Amazingly, he was still holding Kim in mid air, her entire body parallel to the ground. He maintained his gentle, firm hold on her waist with just one hand. Ron then moved the other arm away to point to Kim as if making a classroom presentation with a wall chart.
"Just working on some lifts for the cheer squad, Mr. B!" chirped Ron. It was only then that he noticed the simultaneously-dropped jaws of Kim, Rufus, Monique, Mr. Barkin, and dozens of Middleton students.
"...save-it-for-next-year-alright?" was the only thing Mr. Barkin could manage to say as he quickly ducked for cover in his office. Everybody else was still frozen in place.
"Whaaat??" asked Ron, as if glowing blue, twirling around your girlfriend with one hand and causing the faculty's Iron Fist to run and hide like a scared rabbit was an everyday thing. After a moment, the other students resumed trading goodbyes and finishing up their own lockers. This was when Monique finally approached Ron.
"Uh...Ron?"
"Yeah, Mo?"
"You can't help Kim clean her locker until you put her back down."
"Oh...yeah."
His eyes returned to their normal soft-brown hue and his glow subsided as he gently lowered Kim onto a nearby bench. Kim's facial expression was that of wonder, contentment, and sheer bliss. 'So, this is what they mean by Heaven on Earth', she surmised as her mind was still floating through the air.
After they (mainly Ron) finished cleaning out her locker, Ron led Kim out to her car. She was still in a state of euphoria in reaction to Ron's kiss, but was starting to feel the effects of his twirling speed. 'Wow...I must have been pulling four G's on those spins', Kim thought.
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Ron could tell Kim was in no condition to drive, so he picked her up, opened the passenger door, and gently placed her in the front seat. After securing Kim's locker contents in the trunk, he buckled her into her seat belt. With Rufus checking on her throughout the trip, Ron drove her back to the Possible house.
Ron carried Kim up to her porch and gently placed her in the patio chair next to the door. He leaned down to Kim's frozen grin and kissed her once more before turning to face the driveway. As he walked with Rufus to the sidewalk, he finally heard Kim's faint voice...
"Ron...how...when...??" was all she could say, now a full hour after his one-man pyrotechnic display.
Ron turned back toward the porch, ran to Kim's side, and knelt down beside her.
"KP, are you OK?"
Kim was smiling, but still groggy, "Yeah...peachy...what happened? How did you do that...How did I get here? When did we—" Ron put a finger to her lips, pulled the other patio chair next to hers, and sat down.
"One, I love you and just showed how much; two, I can explain; three, I drove; four, we got here just a moment ago." Ron's gentle smile turned serious.
"Kim, we need to talk..."
"WHAT??" Ron's last five words sharply sent Kim crashing to reality! She heard them several times before, each before a massive heartbreak—first from Walter Nelson and his interlocking braces, then Josh Mankey when he fell for Tara, then Eric/Synthodrone #901 just a few weeks ago. Her green eyes shot wide open as she sat up stiffly in her chair. It was only then that Ron realized the potential meaning of those last few words.
"Kim...KIM...nonononoNoNoNoNoNONONONO KP..." begged Ron. "...oh, God...No! NOT like THAT!!!" He quickly held her head and tenderly kissed her as he continued. "No. (kiss) No. (kiss) No. (kiss) No. (kiss) I would never mean that!!"
Once Kim was calm enough to begin returning his kisses, Ron made his best attempt to quickly clarify his previous statement. "I meant talk about our roles in these 'Save the World' missions, now that there is a break for a while..."
Kim was much more receptive than before, but still puzzled, "Our roles?"
"Yeah...you as hero, me as sidekick."
"Okaaay..."
"Do you remember our first clash with Monkey Fist?" Upon hearing this name, Rufus shrieked and hid behind Ron.
Kim's face was stern as she verbally defending herself, "I know I bailed on you guys to be with Cousin Larry for 'Family Game Night', but Monkey Fist was caught, right? I said I was sorry..."
"Wait, wait, wait, KP...you still don't understand. When Rufus and I caught up to him, we were zapped with something called 'Mystical Monkey Powers'. Ever since then, haven't you noticed I began running faster, jumping further, getting stronger, healing faster, and having the courage to take more risks in our missions?"
"Of course, I did. I thought you were just finally 'growing up', Ron."
"Not just 'growing up', but growing stronger in my power as well. So has Rufus. The vet says it has nearly doubled his potential lifespan alone, in addition to everything else it has done for me."
"Yeah," declared Rufus, as he proceeded to perform a full set of Muscle Beach 'pose-down' moves. This brought giggles from both Kim and Ron.
"KP," continued Ron, "I have to confess I could have taken down both Shego and Drakken last night, if I wanted to fully use my power. You saw what I could do with it today, right?"
Kim began to get that dreamy, hazy look in her eyes again, "Oooh, yeaaah..." she cooed.
"Head in the game, KP!! Look, all I ask is to be equal partners from now on. Let me take on the bad guys and you provide the distraction once in a while, ok? I know you worry about me getting hurt. That's just like I worry about you when you face the Bebees, Dementor, or Shego."
"Shego? Oof" Kim felt one of her aches from last night calling back to her. "Don't remind me...but Ron, she is trained in several disciplines of martial arts, not just kung fu. What makes you think you can keep up with her?" She noticed a sly grin on his face as he stood up. It began to worry her.
"Ron, what are you thinking?"
"KP..." Ron said solemnly, "You know I love you. I really wish it wouldn't have to come to this, but you leave me no choice. I'd like to make a proposal..."
"WHAT?? First, you got me thinking you want to dump me...now you want to MARRY ME???"
"No, no, no...There you go again!" stammered Ron. Even Rufus had to smack his forehead, close his eyes, and shake his head at Kim for her latest outburst. "I'm just talking about a little wager. Although I couldn't think of anything better than someday..."
"Now who has to keep their head in the game," chuckled Kim as she stood to face him eye-to-eye. "Okay, Mr. Tai-Xing-Pek-Kwar. What's the sitch?"
"It's simple, really...we spar...full contact...your entire arsenal of skills against mine. If I win, we get to be equal partners. If you win, I will never speak of this again. Do we have a deal?"
Kim backed up slightly into her fighting stance, flashing a wicked smile of her own. "As your buddy the Pain King says, 'Just Bring It,' Ro—"
Beep-Beep-BE-Beep!!
"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING!!" they shout in unison.
"Jinx...You owe me a soda, Kim!!"
Still in shock from losing her first jinx ever to Ron, Kim grabbed the Kimmunicator from Rufus. "Talk to me!" she snipped.
Wade had a look of concern on his face. "Kim...I just heard about what happened at your locker. Are you OK now?"
"Never better, Wade..." Kim's devious smile returned. "...Just about ready to serve my boyfriend his head on a platter, that's all."
"You wish, KP!" chimed a playful voice from behind the Kimmunicator.
Wade sighed, rolled his eyes, and muttered out loud, "I'll never understand love, I guess."
Kim chuckled, "What's the sitch, Wade?"
"Guys, you've traveled to many parts of the world for missions, right??"
"Yeah. So?"
"...and you know the two of you are famous pretty much wherever you go, right?"
"Go on..."
"I mean, you two rank right up there in the cartoon world with the likes of Charlie Brown, Garfield, Bugs Bunny, Mystery Inc., and the Teen Titans, right?"
This list of the cartoon world elite brought Ron to the front of the Kimmunicator. It was his turn to talk. "Don't forget Rocky and Bullwinkle," he added, "…but come on, Wade-man. Do we have a mission or not?"
"Oh, yes," beamed Wade, "you two have a mission all right. It's a very special mission. It covers the whole world. In fact, many would even call it 'Amazing'..."
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Author's ending notes:
1) I hope you like my new direction with 'Prologue'. Some people have asked me about the disappearance of the original 'Prologue'. A few people even set up a 'Story Subscription' alert for it. That was the biggest reason for the return of 'Prologue'. As I mentioned before, it will only be updated sporadically, as new 'StR' stories are added.
I may actually try to juggle two or more of the stories at once, bringing up new 'Prologue' chapters more quickly. However, I will try not to sacrifice quality for those stories as a 'trade-off' for updating here.
My main reason for the juggle would be that I have to get these out before the end of the year. As a tax preparer by trade, my work schedule obviously becomes hectic from January to April.
2) The production of this story, like that for any work of fiction, is solely dependent upon the constructive feedback of its readers. If you like it, I will gladly make more. If you think of ways to make it better, I am always open to suggestions. If you really think it's a piece of garbage, stop me before I strike again!! Once again, Review me, e-mail me if you wanna reach me! If you want to 'PM' me, that's ok!
Your friend in writing,
The Samurai Crunchbird