If you asked me if I had any feelings towards the boy, I would have told you no, and been thinking yes.
If I were put in a room with only the boy and myself I would possibly jump him.
No, I most definitely would.
But due to the fact the boy is who he is, I've retained myself from jumping Mr. Stoppable. I've tried my hardest not to come anywhere near him, or anything that had to do with him.
Did I mention that he's best friends with the Kim Possible?
Because of this, it's just a tad but hard to not see or hear or learn anything about him.
It's that joyous?
Now some of you, yes I'm breaking the fourth wall, may be wondering how I'm avoiding Mr. Stoppable if I'm a super villain.
Well, I'll tell you something that is not so much a secret anymore but a fact. You see; about- lets see here how long ago was it- five years ago I was sent to a very large, very secure rehabilitation center in South East Asia. It was run by some of the top minds in the world, many of which I had known years and year before I might add. I was kept in closed quarters and as time went on, becoming more human then I had been in years. Tests were taken, as well as some painful experiments, until the hair on my body receded to a more natural length, and my mythical monkey powers were locked away to the depth of my mind and body. I could use my powers to this day, but if I do so, I tend to go though tremendous amount of physical and metal pain that can last for weeks on end.
"How cheesy this sounds," you may be saying, "Does he really want us to go along with this brief little story he may have made up?" Do I want you to go along with it? Do you think I care if you do?
Dearest reader, I am not a nice man now, I'm a bit of a sadist, and I still am a bit obsessed with monkeys, just not to the point when I want to be one.
Do I want to rule the world? No, but a nice piece of land would be splendid.
Would I like to have Ron Stoppable underneath me, moaning and panting, begging for more?
Very very much.
Will that happen? Hell if I know. If I know one thing, it's not to expect destiny to go your way. So all I can do now is sit back, read a book in front of a nice fire, and think not so clean thought about a blonde.
What do you say to that?