I normally don't write fan fiction because I have a lot of serious writing to do,

(the kind that pays money). However I've been having this dream repeatedly- which

should warn you against reading fan fiction late at night- and I feel the need to put it on

paper. I have no idea how long it will take between updates.

Of course I do not own Kim Possible; none of us need to really say it, because the

powers that be don't really care. (In truth I think they stole the outline for "A Sitch in

Time" from one of my posts two years ago in which I outlined possible plots for a Kim

Possible movie.)

As for my views on fan fiction I am not planning on spending a lot of time

rewriting this, as I am not submitting it for publication. However I will put it through

spell check. (Hint, hint to everyone else) Also, I believe fan fiction should try to remain

with the spirit of the inspiration. Unfortunately I have not seen most of the recent

episodes so I don't really have Monique's "style" yet. If I get it incorrect you can't say I

didn't warn you.

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Shot of Middleton High:

"Well that was the lamest ending to the lamest story I ever heard," Ron complains

as he put his books in his locker.

Kim poked her head past Ron's locker door. "Ron," Kim protests, "It's only the

most famous love story in all of English Literature"

"Two kids start crushing on each other, and when their parents put the brakes on

they kill themselves!" exclaims Ron, spreading his arms in disbelief, "What kind of

message does that give to innocent high school students."

"Ron, their parents were sworn enemies, and would never let them pledge to

marry," Kim pauses, tucking a stray wisp of hair behind her ear, "Though I do think

suicide was overreacting a bit."

"They were our age Kim," Ron says, waving his arms to emphasize his points,

"They were way too young to be talking about marriage! High school isn't the time for

serious relationships. Look at me!" Ron gestures grandly, leaning against his locker,

"Sure, I play the field, but I never become attached, do I?"

Kim's eyebrows rise in amusement with Ron's statement. She smiles

disbelievingly, "So that's why you're ready to date any girl you can?"

"Exactly Kim," Ron smiles, glad Kim has seen his point; "High school dating is

to find out what kind of girl you like. College is for marriage."

Kim's face changes from amusement to puzzled recognition. "Who told you that

Ron? It sounds like what-"

"Dr. P," Ron proudly interrupts, "He was quite the ladies man at my age."

"So not!" declares Kim, rolling her eyes as they begin walking down the hall.

"Then tell me how he ended up with someone like your mom," says Ron

defensively.

"Ron!" Affronted, Kim frowns at Ron.

"What?" asks Ron, wondering how he had offended Kim this time.

"They're my parents," stresses Kim, as if that should explain everything.

"Come on KP, they weren't always old. Your dad must have been quite the

charmer to convince your mom to marry him, and look how they still keep the flames

alive," insists Ron, "Not every one has parents who are so romantic."

"Yeah, if you think country line dancing is romantic," retorts Kim, becoming a

little irritated, as they pass through the exit from Middleton High and begin walking

home.

Rufus sticks his head out of Ron's pocket wearing a cowboy hat and bandana.

Doffing the hat, he comments, "Romantic!"

"How did they first meet?" asks Ron, "I bet it's more romantic than Romeo and

Juliet."

"I don't know, and I doubt it," Kim answers distractedly, busy planning how to

change the subject.

"You don't know how your parents first met!" Ron is astonished. "My parents

tell their story every chance they get! My mother was waiting at the bus stop," continues

Ron, "when my father came and sat next to her squishing her sack lunch flat." Ron

thrusts his hands down and out to demonstrate.

Surprised, Kim responds, "She still went out with him?"

"Nah, she got angry and yelled at him," Ron corrects, "but later that week my dad

saw her at the synagogue and convinced her to let him buy her lunch as repayment. My

mom says she knew she was going to marry him after that first lunch."

"Now that's romantic," snickers Kim sarcastically.

"Yeah..." lost in his own thoughts, Ron suddenly realizes Kim is mocking him,

"Hey!"

"Be – Be – Be Beep," the Kimmunicator interrupts before Ron can find a good

comeback.

Kim pulls the device out of her pocket and switches it on. "What's the sitch

Wade?"

The boy on the screen takes a sip of soda before answering, "Got a message from

Global Justice, they need your help for a mission."

"Hey Wade," Ron interjects, "Do you know how your parents first met?"

"Boy do I ever," Wade rolls his eyes as he leans back in his chair, "They tell the

story every chance they get. They thought they met through an Internet chat room, when

actually they had already-"

Kim interrupts, "No time for stories Wade, tell GJ I'll be there as soon as I can get

a ride."

"Already taken care of Kim," as Wade clicks a button on his keyboard a hole

appears under Kim's feet, into which she disappears with a whoosh. The hole closes

behind her.

Ron looks at the spot where Kim disappeared. "You know, I still find a world full

of holes that go whoosh kind of disturbing," observes Ron as Rufus sticks his head out to

see where Kim has gone. They both stare at where the hole had been till Ron comments

to Rufus, "Why do you think I never get my own whoosh hole?"

Rufus looks up at Ron and shrugs, "Iuhno."

"Huh," Ron shrugs his shoulders and turns to walk home, certain Kim will fill

him in once she gets back.