Author's notes: My first attempt at KP Fan-Fiction. I know that there are so many writers out there who are better than me. I just hope my submissions are worthy to be mentioned in the same breath.

Ron sat in his usual booth at Bueno Nacho, drumming his fingers impatiently against the laminated surface of the table. Normally, it wasn't that busy there, and Ron didn't like having to wait for his food. And, as little patience he had, his companion liked waiting even less

Rufus stood on his hind legs and chattered angrily at his human, rubbing his belly "Hrk, hungry."

"I know, little buddy, but we have to wait our turn." Ron replied.

"Number twenty-four." Announced a nasally voice from behind the counter, "Number twenty-four your order is ready."

Ron looked at his order slip and groaned "Yep, still thirty-one." He folded his arms on the table and dropped his head in mock despair.

"Hey Ron," he heard the familiar feminine voice from ahead of him, as she entered the door. His mood brightened instantly as he recognized his long-time friend, though no one could see it since his face was still buried in his arms.

"Hey, KP" came the muffled reply, still not looking up.

"You bailed early on cheer practice, what's up?"

Ron lifted his head, and looked at her, his expression like a deer in headlights. "Well, um, you see Rufus was hungry, and couldn't wait." He gestured to his mole rat companion who nodded eagerly. Rufus rubbed his belly before collapsing in a hunger induced coma. "Ooh, nice, Rufus" Ron gave his friend a thumbs up, as Rufus winked open one eye to gauge his audience's reaction.

"Riiight" Kim replied looking at the two of them. She was just about to question him further when she was interrupted.

"Number thirty-one, your order is ready. Number thirty-one"

"Booyah!" Ron exclaimed as he leapt to his feet shuffling his way past the other customers that blocked his progress. Kim couldn't help but smile as he made his way through the crowded dining area.

"Stop drooling, K", the sarcasm thick in the voice of the red-headed cheerleader's rival, "I know you've got some 'thing' for the loser," Bonnie's fingers made air quotes as she spoke, "But, it's not like he's worth your time. Honestly, I don't know what you see in him."

"You know, Bonnie, that doesn't really surprise me." Kim smirked, "So, how are things on the boyfriend front for you Bon Bon? Any luck finding a BF since Brick graduated?" Kim was actually surprised to see Bonnie's normally cool features actually begin to seethe with anger. She had to fight to keep her smirk from blossoming into a full grin as she silently filed the information away for later.

The two young women glared at each other. The tension was mounting, and the next verbal barb would likely be venomous.

"Good afternoon ladies" Ron said cheerfully as he returned to the table with his order stacked carefully on his tray as Rufus munched happily on his Nachos.

Ron glanced at Kim, and then at Bonnie.

"Hey Bonbon, you looking to make an order? I think the line is dying down"

"Pfft, loser, I'm outta here" Bonnie turned on her heel to leave as she strode back toward her car.

"Well, it was nice that she stopped to visit." Ron remarked dryly, as he started sorting his meal.

"I just don't get it." Kim groused, "She just followed me in here to start something. She's been getting worse lately."

"Maybe since Brick is gone, she has more free time." Ron waggled his eyebrows suggestively, "Besides, I'm pretty sure it wasn't the witty conversation that brought them together, again, and again, and…"

"Eww, Ron! TMI!" and she slapped him on the arm.

"Hey KP, I didn't actually say anything." He grinned, "just because 'someone's mind is in the gutter is no reason to punish me."

"Whatever, Ron." Kim rolled her eyes.

They sat in silence and they watched Rufus eat.

"You ok Ron? You haven't eaten anything yet." Kim asked, noticing that he hadn't touched his food, and judging by the way Rufus was eying Ron's plate of Nacos, he might not get a chance.

"Huh, what, me?" Run sputtered "I'm fine KP, honest." He crammed the naco into his mouth entirely.

"Fee?" he asked around the mouthful of naco.

"Ugh," Kim held up her hands to fend off the flying naco parts, "I'm sorry I asked"

She watched him chew, even though she knew something was bothering him, but she couldn't put her finger on what.

What could it be that is bothering Ron? Why didn't Kim order any food? Where are the villains? Will the entire story take place in Bueno Nacho? These questions may be answered in the next installment. My KPverse may have some crossovers and I hope that I can handle them well. I'm keeping the chapters short, because I want to get myself into the habit of producing something in a consistent manner.