It's Addictive: Take Two
I.
"I'm telling you, it's just not right!" Bonnie glared at her fellow cheerleaders, "It's not!"
"C'mon, Bonnie, cut Ron some slack." Tara timidly advised, "He's not a bad guy and he..."
"I'm not talking about that loser Stoppable." The brunette beauty growled, "Well, in a way, maybe, but only because of Kim. Have you seen her? School started yesterday and if Barkin wasn't patrolling, she'd be all over that dork."
"Kim has always hung around with Ron, Bonnie, you know that," Hope interjected, "Besides the best friends forever thing, they hooked up at Prom, remember? Or is the prom one of those occasions you've conveniently forgotten?"
Bonnie winced inwardly, "I remember the prom, and I still say it was wrong. Everybody just got happy because they were out of danger, that's all. Besides, Kim did that, not Ron, and that is so last year anyway.What I'm talking about is Kim's behavior, it's reflecting badly on all of us." She looked around at the questioning faces. "Do I have to spell it out? Kim is the head cheerleader, should be top of the food chain, if she wasn't such a weirdo, going all passionate over the bottom of the chain. It makes the rest of us look like we might lower ourselves..."
Marcella thrust her face into Bonnies. "I'm dating the president of the chess club, Bonnie, are you dissing my BF?"
"No,no, of course I'm not, although you could do a lot better." Bonnie's snarkiness could not be totally restrained, "But at least he's president and leader of something, what's Stoppable ever done besides play the fool in that stupid costume of his?"
Hope joined the chorus of groans, "Bonnie would you please get over the stupid food chain. Like it matters. We've all branched out and grown since that stupidity ruled."
Bonnie glared at the circle of girls, "Look, all I'm saying is that there are certain expectations of us as cheerleaders. We should be dating the top of the school, the best athletes, the..."
"Dependes on what kind of athlete you're interested in." Marcella leered. "Mel may not be a star on the field but he's a wonder between the sh..."
"I don't want to hear it!" Bonnie shouted. "Besides, that's not what I'm getting at. Look, Ron has always followed Kim around, like a little puppy dog. No matter what she did, he was right there. But look over there at them, that's disgusting, that's not right."
Among the snickers and grins, Tara laughed, "Bonnie, get over it, and while you're at it, get over yourself. Ron's a good guy. He helps save the world, he keeps the team balanced, and in case you forgot, he saved all of us twice at camp."
"You've been gone all summer, Bonnie, so you haven't had a chance to notice, but Ron's gotten buff and tight this year." Angela grinned.
"Stoppable? Give me a break."
"You haven't been here, Bonnie, you haven't seen him before school started. I don't know why he wears those baggy clothes, but I saw him and Kim this summer at the lake. They got into a water fight and that loose top he was wearing plasetered itself to him. Girl, that boy has as tight a six pack as I've seen. If it wasn't for Kim and her sixteen kinds of kung-fu, I might be tempted myself."
"I think Kim's still in shock." Jessica grinned, "If the locker room rumours are true and she and Ron got "close" this summer, poor innocent Kimmie may not have been able to handle it."
Bonnie looked pained, holding her hands up in a warding gesture. "Ok, way TMI, but that's not what I'm talking about. When I left in June they were all lovey-dovey, yeah, but Kim was still in control, of the romance and Ron. Besides, I thought he was leaving for most of the summer too?"
Hope grinned, "Ron was gone, he only got back about three weeks before school started."
"C'mon, Kim couldn't have missed him so much she lost that much of her mind!"
"When he first got back," Tara explained, "Kim was all huggy and everything, and she was really treating Ron like a king, but I don't know, I think something happened last weekend."
"I stand by what I said," Jessica giggled, "little Kimmie got some and she couldn't handle it."
"She doesn't look like she's in shock to me," Hope glanced laugingly at the couple in the corner, "looks like she's shocking Ron though."
As Bonnie looked at her rival, she saw Kim caress Ron's leg with one sneaker clad foot while his eyes bugged out at something she said. "What in the world could Snow White say to cause that?"
In the corner Kim was diligently trying to persuade her BFBF to an action he was hesitant to agree to.
"Time and place, KP, time and place." Ron moaned, shivering.
"I've got nothin' but time, and we can find a place." Kim purred into the ear she was licking.
"K-K-KP!" Ron stammered, "We can't, not now."
"Again!"
"KP," Ron swallowed heavily, "You have cheer practice, all the girls are waiting."
Kim grasped his lapels, staring seductively into his brown eyes, "Again!" She shook his collar, "Again!"
"OK, tell you what KP." Ron managed, "You focus on cheerleading, get that routine you're worried about down pat, and we'll double the time tonight. Your dad said we could stay out late because of the dinner I'm making, but I can simplify the menu and we can eat fast."
"Again?" Kim pled wistfully.
"Twice again, if you get the routine."
"Boo-yah!" Kim purred.
II.
"All right! Perfect! Three times in a row!" Kim crowed, "That's it for today, girls, practice tomorrow, same time."
The other cheerleaders collapsed, sweating and shuddering, as Kim danced away to the locker room. "Who knew there was a Russian coach inside that little body." Marcella managed. Her only answer was the assorted moans and pants of her fellow sufferers.
Kim's celebratory dance halted as Ron came running up. She pounced on her BF, legs tightly around his waist, arms pulling him close for a kiss. "and now, Monkey boy.." she leered.
"Sorry, KP, we've got a mission." Ron said sheepishly.
"A...a what?"
"Mission, KP, we have a mission. Seems Shego and Draken stole Justine's interdimensional gateway thingy."
"Shego--mission..." Kim tried to reroute her mind.
"That's right, KP, got to stop greeny."
Kim released Ron as her head came up, eyes blazing, a frightening scowl on her face She grabbed Ron's shirt, hauling him behind her as she stormed toward the exit. The last her fellow cheerleader's heard as the doors slammed was an interrupted, infuriated bellow, "Shego, you B..."