HI!
(Is Hyper)
I've watched StD approximately 4 times! And I'm gonna watch it AGAIN!
(Yay For Recordings)
Whatever. Okay. I'm almost done with the next chapter of "Konnie", for all those people who think I exist just to piss you off. Okay, here. I came up with this thing. I don't know where it came from, and I don't care if you review. Just read it. Okay? Is that too much to ask?
Sleeping soundly.
Her breath flowed through her calmly and slowly. The crickets outside chirped magical harmonies of the night.
Don't move.
Her eyes remained closed. Her blanket covered her bare skin. She slept deeply. Kimberly Anne Possible had no idea what was going on in the dark night that surrounded her.
Dream of the one you love.
Looking at her, you could not tell if she was dreaming. But you knew she was gone. Sleeping. Away from the world at we knew it. Her hardcore fight stances were gone. Vanished in the night. The only thing that lingered was her sleeping innocence.
Flickered.
Her eyelids fluttered a bit. She stirred a bit.
"Ron?"
Green light shined in her eyes. She looked to the blonde who slept next to her.
His face shone in the moonlight. His freckles graced his teenaged face.
He opened his eyes and turned towards her.
"KP? Whoa, man. What? What's up?"
She giggled a bit.
"Nothings up, Ron."
She gazed at him. "Wow, I love nights like these."
"Nights that evolve me?"
More giggles escaped her.
"Almost every night evolves. And almost every night is wonderful"
They kissed a brief moment.
She then turned to the alarm clock, which was on the table next to her.
Time.
"Damn."
"What?"
"It's 3:23"
"So?"
"Ron, I don't think my parents will like the fact we are sleeping in the same bed together."
"So? We've slept in the same bed before."
"Ron. We're both naked!"
"We are?"
Ron looked down at himself.
"Oh yeah, I am."
"Typical Ron. He can't even tell whether he's naked or not."
Kim stood up, reaching for her clothes on the floor.
Ron whistled. "Oh yeah, Kimmie! Stand up! Turn around! Take a bow! Whoot-Woot!"
Kim crossed her arms across her chest.
"Ron! Must you constantly be so childish?"
Game.
"What? You want me to act serious? That's like asking a squirrel to not eat acorns!"
"No it isn't! Look…"
"You don't like me the way I am?"
"I didn't say…"
"Oh, I see how it is! Maybe I shouldn't have come, KP."
The boy sat up in bed and mock cried in his hands.
"I'm just not good enough for Kim Possible!"
"Ron!" Kim hit him in the head with the pillow.
"I'm just playin' ya!" He hit her in the head with his pillow.
"Hey!" She hit him back and a pillow fight between the two broke out.
He tackled her on the bed.
"Stop! Ow!"
Love.
He kissed her flesh.
"Stop it, Ron! Ack! Not there!"
She squealed loudly.
"My parents would so… Eee! Ron! Ah! Oh…"
Thoughts.
Dr. Possible sat up in her bed, and looked up at the roof, which was shaking a bit.
Sounds of laughter could be very, very faintly.
"James?"
The man lying beside her groaned and put his face in the pillow.
"What?" Was his muffled reply.
"Does she really think we can't hear them up there?"
"I thought I told her that he couldn't come over after 12. What time is it now?"
"It's 3:55, Dear."
"Ugh. It's way past 12."
"Yes, but you know how they are. They're best friends. It's still the same."
He eyed her.
"Okay, I admit, it's different."
She flung her head to the pillow, still staring at the ceiling, "But he's always snuck in her room at night. And I honestly doubt they'd do anything. I just don't think Ronald is programmed like that."
"He's a male."
"True. But, he's still Ron."
Wonder.
"Do you think I should go up there?"
"Oh no. Let them enjoy themselves. Besides, I honestly doubt they're up there, naked!"
(Out)