Finally my first KP FanFic. please read and comment!!
Kim stared blankly outside of her window with depression and boredom. It was a beautiful peaceful summer day in France. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and flowers were just as pretty as ever this time of year. Of course also in the outside world was the French Revolutionary War. It was a terrible war that destroyed parts of France.
Her name was Kimberly Ann Possible. She was the daughter of Lord and Lady Possible. Her father was a general of the French army. She lived in a beautiful manor down by the country side along with her twin brothers. Kim sighed with melancholy. Not only was Kim very sad about the whole war but the fact that her father was leaving to fight. She wondered if she was ever going to see him again. Everyday when woke up in the morning, she would look outside of her window. She never knew why but it has always been a habit of hers.
Suddenly, the maid Scarlet, came through the door in a hastily manner.
"Quick milady, get up! Your father returns today!" she said happily.
Kim got out of bed excitedly, and dressed in her best gown to see her father and ran (lady like) down the stairs where she met her mother.
"Mother, is it true? Father is coming home today?" asked Kim.
"Yes darling it's true. He should being pulling in the carriage now."
"To late I'm already here!" said a voice from the front door. It was Kim's Father!
"Father!" Kim yelled as hopped into his arms then he swung her around then finally set her back on the ground.
"How's my big girl. Are you well?" asked Kim's dad.
"Yes I missed you."
Later at lunch…
"What brings you home Father?" asked Kim eating her carrots.
"I came to visit my family of course." Said Lord James.
"Then you are not here to stay." Said Lady Andrea with a depressing look on her face.
"Unfortunately, no but I will try to stay as long as possible. In the meantime I will be in my studies trying to a way to conquer this atrocious war." With that being said Lord James rose from the table and strolled of to the parlor.
The next day it was raining cats and dogs outside. Kim was looking forward to go outside and play today but now that didn't seem like a definite possibility. She was absolutely board to death. Suddenly she heard what sounded like music coming from downstairs. It sounded so beautiful so she decided to see what it was. Kim walked slowly down the hall to the balcony section and was surprised to see a young man playing the piano. She loved the sound of his playing so she walked down the stairs quietly trying not to disturb him. Who is this boy? She thought. Then she found herself at the foot of the piano. Finally the song came to an end and the young man turned around and both of them jumped at the sight of each other.
"Do forgive me." said the young man shyly.
"You play beautifully." said Kim also blushing. He was about her age and was very attractive so Kim decided to make a conversation. "My mother wouldn't let me near the piano. Music is improper for a young lady; to passionate she says. My name is Kim. What is your name?"
"Ronald. Lieutenant Ronald Stoppable." Said the boy standing up and taking off his hat.
"You work for my father then?"
"Yes, you must be his daughter Lady Kimberly it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard many wonderful things about you." With that said he took her hand and kissed it. Kim could not stop blushing so she covered with her fan.
"You're too kind and you can call me Kim if you like. I never really liked Kimberly makes me feel like a princess." She said fanning herself.
"Is it not a good thing?"
"In my case no." Suddenly Lord James came out of the parlor with his uniform on.
"Good evening darling; Lieutenant Ronald."
"Reporting for duty milord." said Ron with a salute.
"Well I see you two have already met"
"Yes we have."
"Well, Ronald would you like to join us for supper this evening?"
"I'd be delighted sir..." Ron said as he looked at Kim and smiled. She blushed and smiled back.
So Kim meets Ron. Looks like she likes him, vice vera. Comment and also I need ideas for the next chapter.