Kim Possible: Sins Revealed

Disclaimer: I do not own KP or anything…..i do own the Lotus staff though oooo hint hint

Ok so this is my first kp fanfic, or first any fic at all, be gentle, please no flames…and please review! Reviews are most appreciated and it will tell me if anyone is intereseted in how the story will progress. I promise it will get better after the teen fluff is booted out of the main spot light.

ENJOY

It was a regular day in Middleton, the birds were chirping and the sun was shinning, nothing could make the day any better. Nothing could ruin the day's early morning splendor...except maybe being late to school. Kimberly Ann Possible, teen hero, cheerleader, big sister and best friend was about to undertake her biggest mission of the day, and she was doomed to have a severe handicap. Her mission: get to school.

Funny, one would never think that getting to school would be so hard, especially since it was close enough to be walked to, then again, in the life of Kim possible, life was anything but simple and easy.

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Ron was in trouble. Big trouble. He didn't know how or why, but he was in the school, only it wasn't looking normal. All the hallways were dark and in the shadows, kind of reminding him of a dank and dark cave. Ron stopped for a moment, coming from the previous hallway behind him. Stuck at a fork, with the choice between left, right, or straight, Ron wasn't sure what to do. Unfortunately for him, there was no more time to contemplate where to go. A low growl, then hiss emerged from the hall where Ron had just come from. He didn't know exactly what it was, but he DID know that it was trouble. Without looking back at the nightmarish creature behind him, Ron made the quick decision to fake right and take a sharp left, hopefully fooling the beast. As he took off running straight for the right hallway, Ron took a large breath and made for his move...

He slipped…

A flash of emerald green that was oddly familiar, a nightmarish laugh that brought back horrible memories and fears, and a look of pain on his best friend's face was the last thing he saw before he was overtaken by the darkness…

"GHAAAAA!"

Unfortunately Ron was as clumsy in real life as he was in his dreams, and visa versa. Sitting up, and taking a quick glance at his alarm 7:08, he sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Ronald Dean Stoppable, only child, loser, a goof in school, and best friend took another glance at the clock and quickly got up to take a shower, all the while the dream plaguing his thoughts.

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Walking out the door, backpack ready and pink naked mole rat on his shoulder, Ron made his way down the street with Rufus placidly riding beside Ron's left ear. Upon arriving at Kim's house, Ron was still lost in his thoughts. As he came to the front door, ringing the bell, Ron was still in a haze, and failed to realize when Kim's mom answered the door.

"Ron? Did you hear me? You can come in, Kim will be right down."

Startled, Ron snapped out of his thoughts, long enough to put on his trademark goofy smile, and reply.

"Thanks Mrs. Dr. P, I guess I just dazed out for a sec there."

Smiling, Kim's mother let Ron in, allowing herself the smallest daydream of Ron and her little kimmie-cub actually being more than just best-of-friends since Pre-K. (Heavens knew that Ron thought of it too), She and Mr. Possible could think of no one more suited and worthy of looking out and caring for their Kim, then Ron. Ever since the whole 'moodulator incident' Ron had never been the same; unfortunately, her daughter wasn't always the most….perceptive one in the family.

As Mrs. Possible slipped into the kitchen, she called up to Kim, still upstairs,

"Kim! Ron is here!"

"Be there in a sec..." She replied sweetly.

"Would you like something to eat Ron?" When Mrs. Possible received no heavy nods, or gasps of usual pleasure from the question, she began to worry. It was not like Ron to daze out when food was involved, especially her cooking (if she did say so herself).

"Ron, honey, are you alright?"

Snapping out of it once more, Ron looked up into the maternal and soft, worrying eyes of Kim's mother. Ron, without noticing, had plopped down on the family couch in the living room and had once again dazed out completely. Rufus, Ron's little "son" as he called him, peered down from atop his head with a confused expression, blocking eye contact with Mrs. possible and bringing a small smile to Ron's face.

"I'm alright...really. Just didn't get much sleep last night, that's all."

Mrs. Possible gazed at him disapprovingly, seeing through the thin veil of mixed truths, but, before having a chance to inquire further, Kim came bounding down the stairs, backpack ready.

"Hey Ron. Mom, we're going to go, ok?"

Sure thing sweetie, just don't forget to take a granola bar if you're not staying for breakfast."

"Thanks mom, bye! Come on Ron"

Kim came up and pulled Ron from the sofa, and out the door.

"Bye Mrs. Dr. P!"

As the door closed, Mrs. possible just shook her head. Both of them were acting strangely. Kimmie last night, and Ron today, she hoped it was nothing serious. Quickly banishing the worrisome thoughts, she turned away, and proceeded to finish breakfast for the twins and her husband.

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Outside, Ron was finally able to get a good look at his best friend for the first time this morning. Wearing her pink Capri pants and white shirt with pink heart, Kim walked evenly in the direction towards school, still pulling Ron's shirt as they went.

Plopping him down on a bench a few houses down, she checked her clock again, and sat herself next to her best friend.

"Umm Kim? What's...um...what's up?"

Kim gave him an annoyed look. "Do you mean to tell ME that you forgot?"

Ron felt his ears begin to twinge red in fear that he had forgotten something major. "Umm...may-be"

Sighing disgustedly, Kim turned her back on Ron completely, folded her arms, and huffed. Leaning on the backpack that rested on her knees, Ron could clearly tell she was angry.

Peering around her shoulder, Ron poked his head out to the right of hers.

"Hey Kim, what's Wrong? I'm...I...I'm sorry if I forgot something, I didn't mean to, I swear."

Kim, turning around slightly, told him to look away from her.

Obedient as always, Ron quickly turned away, unable to grasp what he had forgotten. Hearing some rumbling, he stole a quick glance back at Kim. She was most likely getting her backpack in order—she didn't want to be late, despite being angry with Ron. Looking away, and reaching for his own pack, making sure everything was ok, he suddenly felt someone's warm breath on his ear, whispering.

It was Kim!

"Turn around" whispered Kim in the sultriest voice he had ever heard

Ron was more afraid now, then ever before (including missions against Dr. Drakken, Shego, Monkey Fist, and even all his monkey ninjas.)

Before he was even able to turn around completely, Kim enveloped Ron in a giant hug.

Surprised at the sudden affection, Ron bolted up from the bench and gave Kim a questioned stare.Giving Ron one of her cute grins, Kim gave Ron a second hug, this one larger than the last.

"Kim...even though I enjoy your hugs more than anything (boy did he ever) what's going on? What's today? What's so special?"

"Silly Ronnie...everyday with you is special. I love you."

Ron's chocolate hazel eyes grew wide and he pulled Kim from him and stared into her eyes, while holding both her shoulders.

"Kim? Are you feeling ok?"

Sighing dreamily, Kim folded her hands in front of her and just leaned into Ron's already outstretched arms.

"Whoa Kim...KIM?" suddenly Ron realized a wet sensation on his chest, and noticed that Kim's shoulders were heaving slightly.

Kim was crying. And Ron still could not make any sense of what happening or going to happen, or...

"Kim, are you alright?"

Bolting away from Ron's chest, Kim gave him the greatest look of disgust he'd ever seen. "'Course I am looser. What did you think? That I was going to cry on your shoulder? Ha! You're a loser and a weirdo."

Backing away from Kim, a step, Ron was stung by her words, but was reminded of an instance where these symptoms were strangely familiar. Still, Ron couldn't place his finger on it, and he was still occupied with what Kim had just said.

"Come on Kim, stop messing around, it's not funny."

Kim sneered again. Looking surprisingly like Bonnie. "You are such a dork, I don't know why I put up with you, you NEVER help me out. You are so clumsy, and can't do anything right. You always mess EVERYTHING up for me. You're just a waste of space, food, and air! Everyone is right to laugh at you, you're useless! You mean nothing, not to me, not to anyone! If you died….NO ONE WOULD EVEN NOTICE!"

As Kim yelled this to Ron, each insult was a fatal blow that hit Ron like a bullet piercing butter. Unsure and in pain, Ron glanced down at Rufus, who had retreated to Ron's cargo pants pocket. Tears quietly began to well up in Ron's eyes, and try as he might, he couldn't blink them all back.

"You're useless RonALD! I'm leaving."

As Kim started up and left, turning quickly on her toes, a glint of something shinny caught his attention. For only an instance, a glimmering shimmer appeared from Kim's neck, as her hair swished. Suddenly it all struck Ron at once.

"A moodulator..." he whispered. Immediately he pulled out his ronnicater and called up Wade, all the while keeping out of view from the self-righteous Kim walking away.

"Wade! It's me, Ron, I've got a problem."

As the 10 year old genius appeared on the screen, he stared worryingly at Ron. "What's up?"

"It's Kim" Ron replied "I think our last battle with Drakken left her with another moodulater."

Wade sighed thankfully. "Oh, is that it? That should be easy, just tap the ronnicater to the chip. After the moodulators kept coming up, I made adjustments to both your communicators, so that you can instantly deactivate them."

On cue, two small rods with an inch between them rose out of the communicator and crackled with a thin, blue line of electricity.

"Will this hurt Kim?" Ron asked Wade.

"Negative, as long as you don't touch her with it after the chip is burnt out. The energy is powerful enough to damage the chip, but too powerful to use to shock someone at parties." Wade grinned at his own humor.

"Right Wade, we'll be in check."

"K Ron. Oh, and by the way, you had better hurry. Only 15 minutes left before class starts." Wade warned as he signed off.

"Perfect," thought Ron, bitterly.

Darting behind a large pine tree, Ron watched Kim continue on in anger towards the school. Sneaking up quietly, he was almost upon her, electric deactivator ready, when, as they were passing a parked car; Kim saw Ron's reflection in the mirror. Wasting no time, she spun around and grabbed him flinging him onto his back with a loud thud that made Ron's ears pop.

"What do you want now, you little social leech?" questioned Kim angrily

Without a reply or response, Ron brought up his arm (hand included) holding the communicator, and struck the moodulator lodged on Kim's neck.

With a small zap and a bit of black smoke, Kim's eyes widened and from her neck the small, now completely destructed remains of the chip blew off her neck into the intensifying breeze.

Clearing her head, Kim found herself unable to recall anything since her mission with Ron last night. Drakken had stolen a large laser...again, and Kim and Ron had arrived in time to stop him from using it on the world. Basic stuff. While Kim battled Shego as was routine, Ron ran over to the council to destroy the possibility of the laser being used or being useful. Stripping away random wires, as all the others in the Laboratory/Lair were focused on the fight between Kim and Shego, Ron accidentally activated the laser and it began to glow a bright blue. That was the last thing Kim remembered. Apparently the laser had been a new moodulator project. It was to be able to beam a moodulator chip to anyone, and could be used, quite easily for world domination. Apparently, Kim had gotten caught.

Looking down, seeing Ron underneath her, Kim blushed a soft red and rolled off Ron, helping him to his feet.

"Err...Ron? What happened?"

Ron, brushing himself off, quickly explained what had happened and the events following that moment. (Ron failed to mention the hurtful things she said about him though.) As Kim stood there for a moment, contemplating, Ron glanced at his watch and gasped. They had 5 minutes to get to class and another block to go.

"Kim" Kim looked up, "What Ron?'

"It's 7:55!"

Blinking out of her stupor, Kim grabbed Ron's arm and the two began racing to get to class.

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Running as fast as she could, with Ron surprisingly keeping up, Kim couldn't help but be bitter at Ron. It was HIS fault that she got ANOTHER moodulator incident. HIS fault there was always something going wrong, HIS fault they were always late, and HIS fault for this whole mess today! Of course, as usual, Ron could tell exactly what she was thinking, and Kim let out her frustration and anger on Ron…again. As usual with her angry rants, she felt no pity for her best friend. Letting out a sigh, they raced into the school, Kim still having a hold of Ron, and into class as the bell rang.

Coming face to face with Mr. Barkin.

"Well, well, well. Possible and Stoppable, my two F-a-v-o-u-r-i-t-e students. You're late."

Both Kim and Ron's protests were shot down.

"You know what that means...DETENTION! After. School."

As a few people in the class snickered, Bonnie included (of course) Kim sighed again, and gave Ron an angry look; this times a real one. Kim was supposed to meet Josh Mankey after school today at 4!

Unable to take her being mad at him, Ron made his move.

"Mr. Barkin." Ron said quietly, as the large and permanently angry substitute turned to face his most accident-prone student, "You can't do that"

A few gasps were emitted from the class as Mr. Barkin evilly smiled at the blond goof.

With one single word, Barkin demanded an explanation. And by the way he sounded; it had better be a good one

"Explain"

Now even Kim was curious as to what Ron was going to do, all traces of her being mad at him gone...well, almost.

With a lop-sided grin, Ron began.

"Well you see Mr. Barkin...sir, we came into class and the bell rang as we were coming in, right?" at Mr. Barkin's small nod, Ron pounced on his metaphorical prey.

"AHA!" Ron announced, causing a few students to jump at the severe change in the quiet class.

"See, Me and Kim had a little incident before school...about our last mission. Anyways, we took care of it all, but by that time we saw that we were going to be late, so...well...Kim just grabbed me by the shirt and we both raced to get here on time-"

"Does this have a point Stoppable" barked Mr. Barkin

"I'm getting there, I'm getting there," replied Ron, lost in thought, "Anyway, since she was pulling me with her, and I was behind, she entered the class room before me and was completely in, while I was still a step behind, leaving me out of the classroom when the bell rang. THEREFORE..." Ron paused "Kim wasn't late, only I was."

Finishing off his defense, Ron slowly met Mr. Barkin's eyes, and immediately wished he hadn't.

Mr. Barkin, with a look of pure evil and hatred on his face at being proved wrong, stared at Ron for a moment. The silence of the class was stunningly painful, and even Kim had to admit that she was a little impressed; at Ron's ability to think on his feet and actually defend her with an ACTUAL case.

Slowly, he smiled mischievously, and Ron knew that only met more trouble for him.

"Well, well, well, Mr. Stoppable, not bad...not bad at all. I seem to have miss-judged Ms. Possible and your punishment. Relief flooded Ron's features

"As I see it...you are absolutely correct." Looking over at Kim, Barkin shouted, "Possible! You're off the hook. NO detention, but I do suggest that you try your very best to stop making these close calls. I doubt Stoppable can recreate another performance again.

A few snickers rippled from the class, but were quickly silenced by Barkin's deadly stare.

"As for you Stoppable...you are NOT off the hook. Triple detention for you, after school, whole WEEK."

Ron's features fell. He slowly walked to his seat, feeling defeated and alone. Sitting down and sighing as Barkin lost all attention on him, he barely registered the orders to begin taking notes on their latest chemistry chapter. Ron felt worse with every snicker and snide remark that was whispered across the room about him.

Kim, feeling bad for Ron, and grateful, forgot completely about the lingering anger towards her best friend and tried to make eye contact with him. When several attempts of whispering his name failed, Kim took out an eraser, scribbled a quick note, and through it at him, a few desks down.

As Ron slowly picked up the eraser and read the message he turned and handed it to her, without even acknowledging Kim as more than just another person in the class.

Worryingly, Kim read the message he had written in reply.

"Leave me alone Kim, stop acting like you care."

Shocked by his words, and a little hurt too, Kim turned back to her notes, trying to understand what was wrong with her best friend. Sure they had fought...well, no, she yelled...like usual, and maybe she was a little harsh, but it WAS his fault that they were late, and it wasn't her fault that he tried to stand up for her like that, even if it was a little sweet...

Just then the bell rang, and Kim hurriedly put her things away as she focused on confronting Ron with what was wrong.

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Kim couldn't find Ron anywhere. It was amazing how someone so goofy and clumsy was able to stealthily slip out of the classroom and leave Kim in a daze. Giving up, and knowing that she would see him at lunch, Kim walked to her next class, still concerned for her friend.

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"I'm telling you Monique, I'm really worried about Ron."

It was already lunchtime, and Kim and Monique were sitting in the regular spots, still trying to determine if the Cafeteria food was edible. To Kim's left, Ron's usual seat stood uncharacteristically empty, and so too, was his presence at the lunch table.

"Girl, don't worry. I'm sure Ron has a perfectly good reason for skipping lunch"

Kim sighed heavily, "but what about that message he wrote to me? Why did he write that?"

Monique, without an answer to give, stared back at the grey mush upon her tray, and slowly twirled it with her spoon. Who were they both kidding? Kim and Monique were worried about Ron. He never missed a meal, and was certainly never mad at Kim for this long.

With another shared sigh, the two friends continued to watch the door to the cafeteria, waiting to see Ron's grand, goofy entrance, and sheepish smile brighten the room.

They were left to wait... until the period ended…alone.

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It was lunchtime. Ron knew it was lunchtime. Rufus knew it was lunchtime. Heck, both their stomachs had already figured it out ten minutes before lunch had even started, but Ron just couldn't bring himself to face Kim.

"Sigh''

Ron was currently sitting underneath the bleachers outside, thankful that the day had been warm and dry. Laying on his back, and looking through the shadows at the barely visible sky, he reached into his bag and took out an old granola bar. Seeing Rufus whining for food, a small, sad smile crept on his face for a moment, as he gave his little friend his only source of food for the school day. Grateful, Rufus dug in and finished off the bar before Ron could even blink.

As Ron closed his eyes, he laid his head back on his hands and tried to lose himself in the shadows, only to be interrupted at the exact instance he closed his eyes, by a familiar tune. Sighing again, Ron fumbled with his ronnicater and flipped it on to have the concerned face of the 10 year old genius staring straight at him.

"What up wade?"

"Ron! Are you ok? Are you in trouble? What's wrong? Come on I need info!"

Startled, Ron gazed at Wade curiously, "Wade, slow down, there isn't anything wrong, what's the sitch?" Taking a deep breath, Wade stopped his rant and started again. 'Ron, ever since the whole moodulator incident this morning, you've been in some deep funk. What's up man? What's wrong? Kim says you're mad at her, and that you skipped lunch. What's the deal?'

When Ron didn't answer, Wade tried again, "Come on Ron, you're scarring us. You're acting even weirder, than the last moodulator incident.

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It was the night after the whole moodulator incident had been straightened out. After the best moment in Ronald Stoppable's life. For one moment, Kim had kissed him, seemingly out of her own free will. His dreams had finally been answered and fulfilled: for one fleeting moment.

Now the night after, and the truth had been revealed, Ron slowly walked away from the Possible residence. Kim and he had had a talk about the induced feelings Kim felt for Ron. Although she admitted that there were slight feelings for him that way, she didn't want to peruse them, so that they wouldn't

"Break our great friendship apart" muttered Ron out loud as he began his trek home. It was the same old line every time, Ron knew that he would never, ever, ever be the love of Kim's life; she would never fall for him. Ron loved everything about Kim, her emerald green eyes that ensnared his senses and his soul, her auburn red hair that swayed in the wind, her athletic body that was to die for...

Ron shook his head at the thought of all her physical attributes. He knew he loved her for more than just how she looked. The way she stood by him, even when it was plain to see that he was just a handicap to her, the way she was headstrong, smart, funny, and a million other little things that always flitted through Ron's mind when he thought of his one true love.

Arriving at his house, Ron entered with a small greeting to his parents and announced that he was going to sleep early that night.

As his head hit the pillow, Ron couldn't stop thinking about the bitterness in his heart, or the intense pain he felt, and knew he would feel every moment he couldn't hold Kim in his arms.

Sighing loudly, Ron slowly began his hopeful journey in troubled slumber.

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Wade, waiting for an answer stared at Ron expectantly as he took a breath to explain.

"Listen wade...I...I'm...sigh" this was going to be harder than he thought

"you cant tell anyone ok?" when Wade nodded, Ron continued, "We know that the moodulators enhance emotions and feelings that are already felt by the host or person or whatever, right?" with Wade's nod once more, he went on, looking worse with every passing moment, "Well, Kim said some...things this morning that were really...um... well lets say they weren't exactly flattering."

"Is that all this is about, Ron? Kim hurt your feelings when she wasn't herself? I told you a thousand times, the moodulators enhance even the smallest feelings into a full frontal personality change!' Wade was practically screaming at Ron now. "So if Kim has ever been annoyed about you, ever in her life, which I know she has, that is enough for the moodulator to attach itself onto that emotion and change Kim. Don't you get it?"

"I get it Wade...I get it, but maybe you don't." Ron looked up at wade, and the 10 year old knew there was more that he didn't know, surprising but true.

"Wade, I'm not as stupid as I look, ok? Give me some credit. On our last mission, the stupid laser beam that shot Kim with a moodulator isn't the same kind of prototype as we are used to. I was reading the warning label, when I was searching for the self destruct button on the laser, and I found out that the moodulator Drakken and Shego tinkered around with wasn't the initial moodulator design. Instead of latching on to an emotion and amplifying it, this moodulator is supposed to make the person tell the truth. The true feelings that he or she feels. From there, the laser is supposed to make whoever gets hit by it, a slave to their emotions, unable to tell a lie. If I were to ask Kim or anyone a question when they had the moodulator, they would have to tell the truth. The personality change is just a part of the original moodulator design, but different, because the feelings aren't amplified….just let out"

Wade's eyes widened, "But...but why would he do that?"

"I don't know Wade, it's Drakken after all, he isn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer." 'But then again, neither am I," thought Ron bitterly to himself.

"So...what did Kim say to you Ron?" Wade was nervous now, a truth chip on Kim, and her headstrong attitude was bad enough, but facing Ron...well Kim and Rufus were the only things keeping him together.

"Come on Wade, I know you have security cameras everywhere, probably on the communicators too. I'm sure you can find perfect HBO quality footage without ME having to relive this morning in full detail." Sighing again, and not really caring anymore, Ron sat up and scooted out of the shade of the bleachers. "Look Wade, I got to get to class, but, just tell Kim..." sighing again, Ron let all his worries go, "Tell her whatever you want Wade, the only thing you CAN NOT tell her is what I told you the days after the first moodulator incident. Got it?" Ron had barely realized that his voice had risen, until a few people walking outside turned to stare at him momentarily.

"Suresure thing Ron. Hope you feel better man."

"…Thanks Wade. At least tomorrow's the weekend. Oh, and I am probably not doing any missions if they come up, ok?" When Wade nodded, Ron flipped the ronnicater off, and headed back to class before the bell.

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As wade sat in his tech room, the monitors of computers, TVs and other gadgets surrounding him in a warm glow, he sighed as Ron signed off; his words still reverberating in his head.

"…CAN NOT tell her is what I told you the days after the first moodulator incident. GOT it?"

Sighing, he pulled up a file on his PC titled Ron's secret memo, and double clicked it.

As the vid file came up, it showed Ron's face on a small communicator sized screen, his eyes brimming with tears, as he confessed.

"Wade, don't tell her, or anybody, but...I...I love Kim. I love her so much that I can't even tell her cause it could ruin everything in her life, and I could never do that to her. I care for- love her too much to do that. I thought she felt the same…but now…the moodulators just messed me up man." Ron lapsed into sobbing for a moment, I…I…don't you DARE tell her Wade. I just wish………things weren't this way…"

Sighing again, Wade closed the file. After a moment of fast paced typing, Wade accessed the secret cameras that had surveillance around Middleton. Accessing today's footage in the park, and turning up the volume so he could hear, Wade watched in gentle amusement at first, as Kim engulfed Ron in the large hugs. Watching without emotion as he witnessed the soft crying that Kim usually never displayed, he was slightly shocked. It was KIM POSSIBLE after all, and she was never much for PDAS. (Public Displays of Affection or Sorrow). Finally the footage showed the mood—or rather the truthful change Kim underwent when she became a snob/jerk. He silently gasped at the things Kim said to Ron, and even he could see the hurt and pain that they caused.

Wade watched the footage closely up until they left the park, and even then when he could hear and see Kim's obvious frustration being once again lashed out upon poor Ron. As the outside footage ended, Wade pulled up another file of the school's own security features and his own hidden camera system. Wade watched again in astonishment at Ron's bravery and quick thinking with Mr. Barkin, and winced slightly at the amount of punishment given. No wonder Ron wouldn't be going on any missions for a while; the way he was feeling, AND the punishment was enough to ground him for quite some time.

As the footage slowly came to where Ron had hidden away from the bleachers, Wade exited the program. Thinking a moment, the ten year-old made the firm decision. He would tell Kim everything… (With the exception of what Wade had promised in severe secrecy) and show her the footage. That way she would understand.

It only took a minute or so before Wade had combined all the important footage and close-ups of Ron into one file. Quickly making a saved copy to send to Kim's kimmunicator, he accessed his Cd burning program and created a hard copy of the footage. Just in case.

Sighing again, "Man he seemed to do that a lot these days' Wade turned to another computer screen, pulled up the familiar kimunicator file and dialed Kim.

When the worried redhead's face appeared on the screen, she greeted him with the words he knew so well, "What's the sitch Wade?"

Sighing again, Wade now had to figure out how to tell Kim the news with the words he didn't know or use as often...

End chapter...1