You Finish It.
Challenge One: Write a scene and leave it as a challenge for others to finish. The scene can be used at the beginning or anywhere in the story but it has to be in the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the psychosis that makes me think up this shit. Also on a side note I've edited this thing three times since putting it up. If someone sees any other mistakes I have made that I need to correct feel free to let me know. Thanks.
Scene 1: Awkward moment.
Dr. Anne Possible took it as a note on how tired she was that she didn't notice the high tech motorcycle parked in her garage until she bumped her head into the handle bars. The fact that said bike was parked upside down from the ceiling of the garage barely registered with her was probably more of a statement of the weirdness that was her family than she cared to speculate on at eight in the morning.
Taking a moment to study the slick high tech machine she usually would have been brimming with questions such as how does it stay up there like that and how fast can it go. Instead after spending the last few days at an very tiring Brain Surgeon's convention where she had to show not one but three new procedures she had developed she only had one simple question in mind.
How was she going to clean the skid marks off her ceiling, and who was she going to make do it?
Putting thoughts of the weird vehicle aside for a moment she went into the house proper with every intention to fall into a deep exhausted sleep in either her bed or the first comfy chair she came across. A sore muscle in her neck made itself know as she started up the stairs and she had a moment to wish her husband was home to give her one of his semi famous neck messages. For a man that spent most of his days working with rockets and computers he sure knew how to loosen up the pains that came with a high stress job. She joking told him on regular basis that was one of the reasons she stayed married to him.
But she knew she would have to wait for a least two more days for him and the boys to get back. One of his co-workers was introducing a new cleaner burning rocket fuel and James had allowed their two super genius twins to accompany him to the presentation. That is after four days of the only words the two spoke to there father being "Please, Please, Please." The two had even called his cell on a few occasions just repeating that phrase over and over again. Their father had planned on taking them anyway but had waited to see how long they would keep asking. It had lasted till the day before they left.
As she reached the top of the stairs about to turn left to head to her room the faint sound of movement and a whispered voice drew her attention the other direction to her daughter's room. She felt a little less tired for a second as a very maternal instinct to check on her oldest child came over her.
While the world at large knew her as Kim Possible the teen hero to Anne she will always be her little Kimmie. While she had every confidence in her daughter's ability to take care of anything the super villains threw at her didn't mean Anne didn't worry about her daughter. There was more to life than saving the world and Anne often worried that Kim would let something small like normal life cause her more harm than a death ray ever could. So she took any opportunity to check on her daughter she could, without her stubborn offspring knowing it of course.
As she got closer to her daughter's door she picked up two noises that puzzled her. One she could hear someone snoring loudly and second she herd Kim's shower running. Did her daughter fall asleep while getting the shower ready? While she and James made really good money between them her husband was a stickler about bills and wasting stuff in general. She would have to have a talk with her daughter about not wasting water.
As she walked into her daughter's room she noticed that the loud snoring was coming from a person sized lump on Kim's bed that was covered by Kim's comforter and sure enough the sound of the shower was coming from Kim's bathroom. Placing the best, "you should know better," face that her fatigue would allow her she walked over to wake her daughter up. If she had been more awake she may have noticed the two odd costumes lying on the floor in pile with Kim mission's clothes. A pure white one and one made of reds and blues. That probably still wouldn't have prepared her for what happened a second before her hand reached the blanket.
A second before the neuro surgeon touched the blanket the form underneath it launched itself skywards at such a speed that caused a much undignified squeak of fear to escape her as she stumbled back falling very ungracefully on her butt.
At the start of her career she had worked in a ER for a short while and developed a skill for quickly filling away all major details about a situation at a moment's glance. It was a skill that came in very handing in raising her superhero daughter and twin boys that liked to experiment with enough rocket fuel to level Middelton three times over. It was a skill that kicked in as she pulled herself to her feet.
First a young man had just jumped out of Kim's bed. Second said young man was naked as the day he was born. Third the young man didn't have blonde hair, freckles, and or a naked mole rat hanging around him so he was not Ron Stoppable. Anne secretly suspected it would be if she ever found a boy in Kim's room. Third the boy was also clinging to the roof by just his fingertips. "Don't suppose if I told you this was just some kind of freaky dream you would believe me?" The boy asked with a blush that Mrs. Possible could tell was turning into a full body one.
"No," came the icy reply.
"Yeah didn't think so," the boy said actually turning away from Anne's gaze. "KIM!" the boy shouted before realizing he was still stuck to the ceiling, naked, in front of what was probably Kim's mother. With a grace that would have most Olympic level athletes green with envy he dropped down from where he had been doing an impression of a chandler that the Marque de Sod would have had in his home and wrapped himself up in the discarded blanket.
Anne Possible opened her mouth to bombard the unknown teen with questions when the door to Kim's bathroom opened and she turned to face the naked girl that exited only to blink for a second. The girl wasn't her daughter.
The girl had flawless brown skin, Anne could tell it was flawless because like the boy the girl was completely naked except for the guest towel she was using to dry her hair. "Peter what are you yelling about out here? This much noise would even wake Nova from one of his famous power naps." The grin on the girl's lips disappeared as she noticed Mrs. Possible's presence in the room. The towel that had been working the shower water out of her long maim of brunette hair was suddenly held in front of her at a quick, and mostly unsuccessful, attempt to hide her nudity. "Hi you must be Dr. Possible," a blush and a sheepish expression came to the beautiful girl's cheeks as she addressed the matriarch of the house. "Kim told us a lot about you."
An audible gasp followed by a flash of red hair and pale skin drew Anne's attention to the direction of the bathroom to notice someone had ducked behind the bathroom door. "Kimbarly Anne Possible that had better be you and you better get out here this second to explain why my house has become a nudist colony." Finely taking notice of the other two sets of clothes on the floor and realizing what they were added. "And I want secret identities not superhero names." This statement both impressed and deeply concerned the two half covered people in the room with the brain surgeon.
Kim Possible had faced everything from natural disasters to golfing super villains without so much as batting an eye. Most challenges she faced she saw with a sort of detached nonchallentness that boarder on arrogance for the trouble involved with the adventure. Her almost legendary courage faltered at the idea of stepping out into her room and facing her mother. A secret wish that Shego would crash through her window to attack ran through her mind as she wrapped the last dry towel around herself and stepped out into her room. At the look on her mother's usually peaceful face the idea of facing a pissed off plasma throwing super villainess defiantly seemed like the easier of the two task.
The safer one as well.
For a second the teen hero thought about using a variant of her puppy dog pout to ease the situation but one look into her mother's eyes remind her that only worked on her father and would probably only annoy the older women more than she already was. When her mother had that particular look in her eyes the truth, and only the truth, would save her hide. At least she hoped.
"Hi, Mom," her voice sounded sheepish and timid even to her. "I've seen you meet my friends." If possible her mother's stern look became even more server at that statement. "Names Kimmie, I don't hear anyone providing them," Dr. Possible added as a vain the Tweebs had dubbed the "Your Grounded Vain" started to visually pulsate.
"Yeah this is," the young hero stopped eyes briefly locking with first the girl's then the boy's. She had never bothered with a secret identity, but these two had and guarded theirs closely. They had shared them with her but did she have the right to reveal them even to her mother. The girl was the first to nod to her unasked question followed by the young man, although his was much more hesitant. She had learned he guarded his identity much more furiously than his female comrade and the fact that he trusted her enough to let this out touched Kim deeply.
"This is Ava Ayala otherwise known as White Tiger," she said motioning towards the dark skinned girl. "and this is Peter Parker, Spider Man." With an mind blowing grace the boy front flipped over Mrs. Possible's head landing on the other side of the room besides the redheaded teen. Somehow he had managed to keep the blanket covering him preserving what was left of his modesty. "You forgot the Amazing part. It's like a tribe called quest you have to say the whole thing." A double elbow from both girls caused Peter to add, "Shutting up now."
Stealing herself for what she said next she found her left arm around Peter's waist as her right found it's way into Ava's hand who had walked to the other side of the red head so that she could flank her to show their support for her next statement. "They are my boyfriend and girlfriend."
Peter's spider sense gave him a few seconds warning so he was able to catch Dr. Anne Possible before she hit the floor when she fainted dead away.
Author's Notes and Explanations: Okay the challenge goes like this. Use the above scene and finish it. I plan on doing my own take but want to see what others can do with this sitch.
I read weirdbard's Trio stories featuring Shego, Ron, and Kim in a three-way relationship and a scene in it very much inspired this one. Being new to this site I don't know if ediqit would require me to have to seek out his permeation seeing how this is a totally different scene I would like to give a shout out to the man and his really good stories. Suggest if you haven't read them to do that now.
Also I don't feel the need to approve anyone answering this challenge. The fact that you think it's an interesting enough idea to pen your own story is far more than enough I would ask that anyone that does show me the story when it's posted as I would really love to read your take on this.