AN: I do not own Kim Possible.

( Rockwaller Residence )

Ron stood alone in a corner, watching the other partiers. This wasn't really his scene. Why had he had come again? That's right. Kim had cajouled him into going since she was visiting Kick ass Nana and she didn't want to miss out on his first popular party.

He was only invited because he was a star jock and it would be rude not to invite him, according to Kim and Monique. And it would be equally rude if he refused. But somehow the girls could. At least Kim had the excuse of not being here in Middleton. What excuse did Monique have? None!

He should have dragged her with him. At least he would have something to look at that Kim okayed. With the largest and juiciest butt in school nearby, his attention will be fully occupied.

So he had no Kim, no juicy booty (he meant Monique), no Felix, and no Rufus. Bonnie said he had to be left behind. So Rufus was spending the night at Felix's. He would be at Monique's, but he couldn't find the girl after school.

"Shouldn't have came," Ron muttered to himself, "Bored out of my mind."

If you weren't dancing, if you call it that, then you were standing around gossiping! Boring! Ron would dance with Monique, if she was here. She was the only female he knew that could match his dancing skills on the floor. And all the females here sent him massive warning signs, with the batting of the eyes and the shaking of the hips.

Somehow dating Kim had given Ron clarity of the different forms of flirting. He was nowhere as dense as before! He could see flirting from a mile away from female, or male. He either ignored the advances, but if the flirter was persistent, he would tell them he was happily in a relationship with his (nearly) perfect girlfriend, Kim Possible, world saving teen heroine. And for the safety of them (and him!), they would cease their flirting immediately, unless they wanted first hand experience of sixteen different style of Kung Fu!

Monique was the only female that was allowed to flirt with him that wasn't Kim. For whatever reason he couldn't fathom. Girls made confusing rules. But hey! He didn't get in trouble for taking a peek at Kim's best female friend. She didn't mind.

When Tara walked towards him with a big grin and a slight sway of the hips, he went into caution mode. His father always told him to never trust a big booty and a smile, before getting whacked in the head by his mother. Guess he never listened to that piece of advice, considering his interactions with Monique.

Kim told him of the torch Tara still held for him, which had reignited when Josh graduated and went to college in New York City. Stupid Monkey boy! He didn't understand how he left a beauty like Tara. With her wavy blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, well endowed breast, slim waistline, and great butt! Wasn't as great as Monique though.

'Calm down! You're not the single Mad Dog anymore!" Ron told himself, 'You've got to show that you are in a decent relationship with Kim now! You can't be the one messing up the image.'

"Bored Ron?" Tara asked. He nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

"Me too. I've never enjoyed these parties. All the guys are either trying to make out or cop a feel!"

Ron frowned. "Anyone here I need beat up or get the team to handle? Or is it someone who needs an extra dish of discipline at practice?"

Ever since Ron took that month in Japan for the summer, he had become extremely fit and almost mastered Monkey Fu. And he wasn't scared to use his new found physical prowess to his advantage. That's how he became the captain and alpha jock of the football team after he made quarterback. A few beatdowns here and there. But he used his new position to stamp out the bullying and taking advantage of naive girls.

Kim had been upset, causing a fight. That went from verbal to physical. Kim had a nasty surprise during the physical part, not knowing Ron could defend himself. It ended in a tie. After Ron promised not to make the team submit to his will anymore. The bruises that they were both getting was annoying.

'What Kim doesn't know, won't hurt her. I'm sure she believe the same thing concerning me,' Ron said to himself, as he cracked his knuckles in excitement. He was ready to finally have some fun at this party.

Tara giggled. "No, I think you trained them well enough."

"And here you got me excited," Ron said, pouting, "But it's good those meatheads are listening to my fists. Only language they understand."

The two blondes chatted mindlessly for awhile. Ron made sure to steer the conversations away from anything about his relationship. That was no one's business beside his and Kim. And Monique and Felix. Monique was Kim's girlfriend, so she was privy to all information regarding their relationship. Felix was Ron's bro, so he got all the info too.

"I see you two are getting chummy. Anything I should know, baby boy?" Monique asked as she approached the pair.

Ron greeted her with a hug and a light smack on the butt. "Just found a kindred soul at the party, Juicy. When did you get here?"

As the two friends talked, Tara frowned at their behavior. The two were obviously flirting the whole time, especially with that butt smack earlier. Tara had noticed Kim was oddly comfortable with Ron and Monique acting like this, but when another girl tried the same thing, the redhead flew off the rail. Tara wasn't willing to risk bodily harm to test the waters.

Tara felt a hint of jealousy when Ron grabbed the dark skinned girl by the waist, pulling her closer to him. He gave her butt a squeeze and she lightly smacked his arm, while giggling. How was Kim okay with this? Tara knew Kim, with all her freak fighting, wouldn't have a normal relationship. Her track record with those showed normal always ended in failure for her.

Tara let out a yelp of surprise as she was pulled by the strong arms of her fellow blonde. She was now on the left side of Ron, while Monique took up the right.

"This party isn't so bad with two beautiful babes on my arms," Ron shouted, before giving Monique a quick peck on the cheek.

"Got room for a third?" a voice asked from Ron's right. The trio saw Bonnie appear out of the crowd of the party.

"Hands are full, Rockwaller," Ron said, as pulled the two girls as close as he could to him. Like he was protecting them.

Monique wrapped her arm around the blonde boy's waist. "All seats are occupied, Bonnie. Find your own ride."

"Don't hog all the fun. Tara let me take your spot for a second," Bonnie said.

Tara was reluctant to do so. This was probably the only time she could be like this with Ron, and damnit, she was going to enjoy it! Plus, Bonnie had ulterior reasons for trying to join in on the fun. The brunette had became attracted to the blonde boy after he had start throwing his weight around and unintentionally became the highest male on the food chain. And with her breaking up with the self centered Junior, she believed she was free to take whatever she wanted.

And taking her high school rival's boyfriend was something she couldn't resist. But the last few weeks, Tara noticed Bonnie had stopped flirting with as much. She still did it from time to time, like now. The Queen Bee was telling Ron she liked how he dressed for the evening.

"I would say thank you, but all compliments should go to Mon," Ron said, tone even, "She's the one who chose the outfit. She has the best fashion sense. I keep telling this girl to design her own clothes."

Monique blushed lightly at the praise. "Thanks Ron, but I don't have the necessary contacts to get any real notice."

Ron snorted. "You forget your two best friends have stopped the Fashionistas from taking that top secret design of Club Banana a few years ago. Trust me Mon, you can easily be successful with Kim and I placing in a few good words."

"You two can finish later. I had something I wanted to show Ron," Bonnie interrupted the conversation, "It's something concerning your relationship with Kim."

Monique and Tara both narrowed their eyes at Bonnie. "I coming too."

They both stared at each other in shock. Monique was the first to speak. "I've got this girl. Ron's my friend."

"I'm sure I'm his friend too. Right Ronnie?"

Ron nodded, while Monique held in a growl. "Listen here Tara, I don't know what you and Bonnie got planned, but you're not messing with Baby Boy here. As Kim's girlfriend and Ron's best female friend, it's my duty to make sure no tramps get him."

"That's rich coming from you! You're letting him feel up on you and kiss you."

The two females kept arguing, but Ron got them both to shut up. "Bonnie, just let them come. Please?"

Bonnie had been watching with an amused smile. "Sure. You'll probably need them after what I show you."

The small squad of popular teens walked upstairs to Bonnie's room. Bonnie had to lead the group to hide the wicked smile on her face, while Tara and Monique kept glaring at each other.

Bonnie told the other three teenagers to sit on her bed when they entered her room. She went into a drawer of her a dresser. Everyone was wondering what she had to show. The brunette then pulled out a pile of pictures, handing to Ron when she walked over to the bed.

Bonnie had her arms crossed with a victorious smile as Ron looked at each picture. Tara was gasping at each picture, while Monique just stared sadly. Ron had an unreadable expression on his face.

'Any moment now. He will blow up!' Bonnie thought.

He finally threw the pictures on ground. "So you've been spying on KP? I'm going to have to ask you to stop."

"Stop? That's what you got to say about this?" Bonnie yelled, pointing at all the discarded pictures, "Why aren't you angry? I just gave you undeniable proof that Kim has been cheating on you! You should be thanking me right me or least blowing up!"

Ron looked up at the ceiling and sighed. "Shortly after junior prom, Kim and I talked about what happened that night. She told me she didn't feel the same way as I and she was in the moment and recovering from the Eric ordeal."

"She didn't want to lie to me and lead me on. I was hurt, but grateful. She hoped we could still be friends," Ron told her, "I told her I needed some time before anything, but I said I would keep in contact. I left Middleton for awhile, coming back before school started. I had to clear my mind and get myself together. Where I went changed me, for the better. I was a new man."

"So you came back all muscular and confident, and Kim saw you as the new boy toy or something?" Bonnie asked, "Is that why you two started dating again?"

"No. We were never dating after the summer. It was a cover up," he said as picked up a picture. On it was Kim and her arch nemesis, Shego, cuddling and kissing.

"I was still her best friend. I didn't know when or how those two got the time to explore their feelings for each other, but I didn't care. All I saw awas she was the happiest she ever been," he explained, "She was scared of what her family and what everyone would think of her. She begged me to help her. I agreed."

Tara and Bonnie were shocked beyond disbelief at what Ron would still do for the redhead, after she dumped him after that disastrous prom night. She hadn't believed him when he brought evidence about the monster toys.

Monique was telling Ron how good of a friend he was, between kisses on the lips. With a little dirty talking about how he was really a bad boy, it turned into making out. The two didn't seem to care they had an audience.

'That explains everything now,' Tara thought to herself, 'I guess the real relationship is between these two. But Monique didn't seem to mind the closeness of Ron and me. Maybe I still have a chance or even just join in.'

Bonnie was furious! She had expected to destroy Kim's relationship with her so called boyfriend. But no! He had to be a cover for her girlfriend. No one was leaving this room until she was holding something over either Ron's or Monique's head. Preferably Ron.

And those two had the audacity to make out on her bed! "Stop with the kissing! My room isn't your personal snuggle and fuck room!"

"What crawled up your ass and died?" Ron asked with a frown, removing his lips from the chocolate beauty beside him.

"Shut up! You are in my debt," Bonnie declared, causing Ron and Monique to look at her in confusion, "Ron, you're going to do whatever I say or else I'm going to show everyone these pictures!"

With inhuman speed, Ron grabbed all of the pictures and shredded them into pieces. "What pictures?"

Bonnie smirked at the blonde. "You think I didn't have those pictures digitally saved or even more of them lying around?"

"Bonnie! Stop! This is out of control!" Tara yelled, "Just leave them alone."

"Stop letting your crush on Ron control your actions. I thought you would be over him because of Josh."

"I think she's doing this because she has a heart, unlike you," Monique remarked.

Bonnie glared at the dark skinned girl. "Be quiet, side chick!"

Ron had to hold Monique to stop her from tearing Bonnie's eyes out. He was also glaring at her. "As long as you keep your damn mouth shut, you can have anything you want."

Grabbing Monique's hand, Ron got up and left the room with her. He didn't wait for a reply.

"Bonnie, is this really necessary? What do you gain to benefit from this?" Tara asked.

"Just a few favors," Bonnie answered, "Don't worry, you'll benefit from this too."

(Stoppable household)

Ron had just finished listening to Monique rant about Bonnie. "I can't believe this. You worked so hard to create this image!"

"It's okay Mon."

The dark skinned girl placed her arms around Ron. "You can't ever catch a break, baby."

He looked at her, smiling. "I think I caught one with you."

The two kissed, letting them momentarily forget about Bonnie. They had never discussed what their relationship really was, just going with the flow. It was what they had established.

Monique had been pissed with Kim when she had broke up with Ron, at first. But after a lengthy explanation, Kim had successfully pacified her friend. Monique had tried to contact Ron, but he had already left for Japan. She had received a letter in the mail, no return address, a week later.

'It's good to know I have two real friends,' it said. It also had a set of instructions for mailing. She was to nail it on the x on the tree the farthest back in her backyard at night. It was always gone in the morning. She wondered who took it and when it was taken.

Over a month, she had exchanged letters with the blonde. Wherever he went, he had the chance to finally think about what he was going to do with his life. He was happy there, but he told her he still missed home. He was going to return.

The day he was going to return, she and Felix (who also had been in contact with the blonde) waited excitedly for Ron at the airport. They could barely recognise the blonde when they first saw him. He had gotten so much bigger and muscular and his demeanor was completely different. This wasn't the goofy sidekick anymore and they both knew it.

As the summer went on and she spent more and more time with Ron, she'll admit that she had grown a crush on him. No, the crush had gotten bigger. She always had a small one on him, unlike Tara, but she didn't do anything in the previous years because a.) he was Kim's best friend, b.) he was obviously had a great infatuation with the redhead, c.) the two had seemed like the perfect couple.

That's why when she had heard on the first day of her senior year that two had gotten back together, she had been extremely upset at Kim and Ron. She had refused to talk to them for almost a week. Only Ron's constant pleading (Kim's made the Gossip Queen angrier) made her willing to listen, especially after he promised her all his tickets to all of Pain King's and Steel Toe's matches.

After that talk, she had been worried about Ron. She had made sure he was going to be okay, saying she was going to help him anyway she can. He had smirked, telling her he knew how she could help before throwing on her bed and kissing her.

That's how the two got to where they was now. Monique jumped in Ron's lap and felt his hand moving downwards. She let out a soft moan as he squeezed her cheeks. She started to suck on his neck as he clenched and unclenched her rear.

"Ronald! We're home!" the blonde's mom yelled from downstairs, ruining the mood of the room.

"Fuck!" Ron whispered harshly, as Monique stopped with a look of disappointment, "You can stay here, if you want."

"I'll come with you. Your mom likes me anyway," Monique replied. The two walked out the room and headed downstairs.

"I thought you were going to be at some party?" His mother asked, "There wasn't any alcohol, was it?"

"No mother. I left because I was bored. There was nothing to do there," Ron said, "Right, Monique?"

Monique agreed. "Nothing but dry humping and gossiping."

"You two didn't participate in the dry humping, right?"

Ron and Monique shared a look, wondering what made Mrs. Stoppable think that. They both denied any involvement in the dancing. Not like they were lying.

Ron then told his mother and father that he was going to walk Monique home. The pair left the two parents alone in the household.

"Honey, I know you saw what I saw!" the mother told the father, "We raised him better than that!"

Mr. Stoppable shrugged. "Let him live and learn. It's not like the relationship between him and Kim is going to last. And I thought you like Monique better anyway."

The matriarch smacked her husband upside the head. "That doesn't matter! You need to talk to him about what he's doing!"

Mr. Stoppable rubbed the back of his head, trying to soothe the pain. "Okay! I'll tell him to be more discreet next time. Can't be leaving marks on your neck for everyone to see."

That earned him another smack.

AN: I wrote this chapter like three times because I kept forgetting to save on this app called Novelist. Really great app, just turn on the autosave function.

So after rewriting this a few times, it changed from Ron cheating on Kim with Tara, by the use of alcohol supplied by Bonnie. Both the blondes would have been drunk and Bonnie would have video proof of the act. Bonnie would then blackmail Ron with that. There was still light flirting between Monique and Ron, but definetely toned down. And there was no Kigo.

I don't know where I'm going with this, but I couldn't get the idea our of my head.