Disclaimer: DO I seriously have to tell you I don't own it?

Disclaimer part II: If I did there would be new comics still being made

plot: Kim has been asked to be the brides maid at Scott and Ramona's Wedding. But she hasn't had a date in some time and is now on the market as it were. Kim x OC with slight traces and hints of Kim x Scott (mostly flash backs) and possibly Kim x Knives (yeah... probably going to be flashbacks ;p )

Rated: T+ - M (because I'm a shady ass 22 year old that gets a little too detailed with my stories :p and dont really know where this is going to go just yet. ) Don't like? You can fornicate with a goat for all I really care. If you do like please tell me so I can make it better :)

Also M for language. A.N. (It says fuck)

(A.N. sorry its so short just couldn't think of how long to make it. I'm picturing this all very climatically so scene one act one)

"GAHHHH!" Kim Pine screamed and she pounded her head against the counter at the No Account Video.

"What?" her coworker Hallie popped in from behind a shelf.

She turned her head towards her never breaking contact with the counter, "Nothing!"

"Okay just asking jeez." She turned and went back to work reorganizing the shelves. All Kim could do was sit and think on the little piece of paper now sitting in her hands. She lifted herself up and reread the paper for the umpteenth time. "Scott Pilgrim and Ramona Flowers invite you to attend there wedding on..." She trailed off again thinking back on the past four years and then back to high school. Back to the fight between Scott and Simon, the band practices and the few crappy gigs they played. The nights she shared with Scott in the back of the car (this she cant help but bring a rin to her face) the kissing in the rain. These thoughts brought her to the night on the playground where she con fronted Scott about moving to Toronto.

"Your moving to Toronto?" the words still ring in her ears a little bit when she remembers that night.

"Kim!" Hollie Shouted to her as she waved a hand in front of her face, " Are you well? You just lost a customer because you were over here starring down at your hand, and you just..." She trailed off as she realized what it was Kim was holding. Her eyes got wide and she gaped a bit then regained her cool, and looked at Kim. "Is that a wedding invitation?"

"Its None of your business!" She all but yelled and then smacked her head against the counter again and meekly muttered, "Yeah..."

Hallie stepped behind the counter to better read the paper still in plain sight on the counter. Sure enough it was a wedding invite, in a few month Scott and Ramona were getting married. 'this has potential disaster written all over it' she thought and then noticed a hand written note on the bottom part of the paper.

Hey Kim,

Sorry I didn't ask this in person but I thought you may kinda sort of want some time to think about this or whatever... but would you be my maid of honor? Cant wait to see you when we get home.

Rammy

Hallie balked a bit when the thought of Kim as a bridesmaid entered into her head. "Are you going to do it?" She asked acting concerned in her roommate/coworkers mental well being?

Kim was still totally spaced out, now remembering the time before Ramona when she had moved to Toronto, before she had shown up in their lives and made things all … weird and complicated. And the thought that most went through her head was 'I don't have a date, I haven't been on a date in YEARS. The last thing even close to it was when Scott Ramona and I went to the bar.' But despite her being spaced out she heard Hollie ' oh how I hate her' Kim's eyes narrowed as she remembered her stealing her boyfriend and fucking him behind her back. She calmed her voice and merely said "Yeah, I am."