A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this up but i think it might be worth. Oh also, this first chapter is a little short but the others are alright. Hope to hear some good news from all of you.

CHAPTER ONE

A room enveloped in darkness with a single overhead light shining a circular table, surrounded by six middle aged men. These six men, dressed in suits so neat, talked amongst themselves until a new arrival, wearing a lab coat, stepped through the double doors and began to speak,

"How's the experiment going?"

"It's going good, sir. We already have two successful experiments, and no one knows we're pulling the strings" spoke the man at the head of the table.

"That's good news, who are the experiments?"

An African American man stood up and spoke as he clicked a small device, causing images to project on a wall behind him.

"Our first experiment was a young man, he calls himself 'Gill'. He's adjusting quite well to the changes. Gill actually prefers his mutated form. (clicking the remote showing Gill's mutated form). A gruesome form showed itself on the wall where the men stared. A fish like face, body covered in green and brown muck. Hands and feet turned webbed and claw like. It was as if it was the Swamp things older meaner brother. (A/N: I know Gill isn't older)

"Interesting, who is the second?"

The man holding the small device gave a slight smile and clicked the remote. An image of a young man with blond hair and freckles appeared on the wall.

"Perfect. Gentlemen I believe we are ready."

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Middleton, on a crisp Thursday morning, began to awaken and stir with the sounds of the spring. On a block, not far from the center of the city, stood a house, and in that house there was a room where a child of beauty slept. Her auburn hair tossed around the pillow and her body sprawled across her bed. But she was not alone; the young woman's arm hugged the chest of a young handsome man. His blond hair all messy from the night before, a small hairless rodent balled up in his neck. From downstairs came a voice almost angelic in tone.

"Kimmie, Ron, get up, you don't want to be late for school now."

The redheaded teenager slowly woke and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She glanced to her side and saw her best friend asleep next to her. Confusion enveloped her mind as she stared at the blond man next to her.

"Ron?" she said, waiting for a response "Ron!"

"Huh, what, uh?" He looked around, dazed.

"Hey, Kim, What's up?" he spoke as he yawned

"Why are you asleep in my bed?" Kim questioned

"What?" he looks around "I don't know. Last thing I remember was working on homework downstairs."

"Kim, Ron, get ready for school!"

Kim bolted up and nearly dove for her alarm clock.

"7 o'clock! Hurry Ron, grab your spare bag and get ready!"

Ron ran to Kim's closet and grabbed his backup bag and went to the bathroom. Once finished he waited for Kim to come downstairs to eat and leave. He saw Mrs. Possible making coffee in the kitchen, so he decided to ask her if she knew what went on last night.

"Hey, Mrs. P, this may sound a little odd, but you wouldn't happen to know why I woke up in Kim's bed this morning?" Ron asked, starting to blush.

"Actually, I did that." She smiled at the blushing youth.

"You probably don't remember, but the twins used some experimental sleeping gas on you two. Afterwards the boys tried to wake you up by shocking you. Since it didn't wake you they didn't bother with Kim."

"Okay." Ron said, trying to remember the events of last night. "But how did me and Kim get in the same bed?"

"Well, after that ordeal I didn't' think that I should've taken you home, I am a neurologist after all. When Kim's father and I took you two upstairs, you both just looked so peaceful that we just left the two of you alone." Mrs. Possible said with a smile on her face. "So, what would you like for breakfast, Ron?"

With a relieved look on his face,

"Toast will be fine Mrs. P"

"Coming right up. Go ahead and wait at the table, it shouldn't be long."

After Ron had finished his toast and Kim ate her breakfast, the two teenagers set out for school. As they were walking a melody that Ron hadn't heard in a long time, suddenly popped into the blond boy's head.

"Hey there sweet thing (echo)

How do you do

Do you remember be babay (echo)

Like I remember you

I used to walk you to school (echo)

My favorite subject was you

The only "A" that I made (echo)

Was on the homework you gave"

Ron quickly pushed this from his head. He didn't want to start thinking about Kim, (his best friend all of his life) that way. But with the happenings of this morning, it was hard not to. Kim was having similar thoughts run through her head.

"Why can't I stop thinking about waking up beside Ron this morning? It's not like we haven't slept in the same room before or anything like that. It's just the way we were together or something, I think. Ah, I don't know, C'mon Kim, just stop thinking about it. Think of anything else; school...cheer practice...this weekend. "

Then, with that last suggestion her mind shifted and she remembered something that she thought Ron would like to know.

"Hey Ron, I forgot to tell you, we're going to cheer camp this weekend."

Right, I forgot. Of course I don't own these characters. So get off my back.