Disclaimer: I own nothing of Kim Possible.
Overlooking One Blackberry
By: Imyoshi
Overlooking even the smallest of details can bear a steep price.
And sometimes the price is too high.
If anyone ever asked Ann Possible if she's ever regretted anything, her answer would be yes. A million times yes. She regrets overlooking many things, who doesn't, but one in particular stands out more than even her rambunctious children.
She's overlooked something—someone important.
And now it was too late to fix it. Too late to say the things she wants to say to him. Not nearly enough time for even half of them. And definitely not enough time for even the people that truly matter to get their word in.
It's almost funny to her. Humor, laughable, pathetic really. People don't realize what they have until its up and gone. And her's is almost gone. Gone! Dying!
Damn it, she knows it. Hell! She's the one who has going to have to call it! Her! Her, damn it! Of all the selfish, heroic damn things that people did, this one took the proverbial cake. But why?!
Why him?!
Of all the people that could've come through the ER doors, it had to be him!
Not another strange face in this cold world that spins with or without them, but the damn lovable boy that pushed her daughter away from an explosion that would've killed her. The same person who's never left their side, not even at the worst of times. And the same person who took that explosion for her daughter, leading up to this terrible sitch.
Of course Ann tried her damn hardest to keep him going, using each and every available medical instrument and medicine option the hospital could provide and even anything in her own personal disposal. None of them worked. They never did when you really needed them to. It's a cold hard truth. One that she desperately thought she could avoid with a little optimism and sheer test of character. Perhaps even some stroke of luck and a little bit of faith, but she's not stupid and the quote ignorance is bliss never sounded so unfair.
What good was being smart if it did absolutely nothing in the end? Nothing!
In the end, all Ann Possible could do was hold his hand, feeling the stinging tears in her eyes become too overpowering and persistent—unstoppable.
And even through it all. Through all the heartbreak and impossibilities, he's still smiling in his last minutes. Still comforting her in her hour of need. Not his... never his. Even till the very end he's never been one to lay out his depressing emotions out for anyone to see, always hiding behind that carefree and easygoing smile for everyone to depend on. It takes a hero to help others. It takes a real hero to not ask for anything in return. And it kills her inside.
Stop it... stop it!
Stop smiling!
Stop being so foolishly sweet!
Please... stop being so damn understanding... be sad for once. Be mad. Hate her for not being able to help. Hate! Don't be so forgiving! Please stop trying to be the hero even now. It's okay to be sad. It's okay to cry. See, she's doing it!
Just stop being the cute heroic boy who came to her daughter's rescue more times than she could count, more times than anyone ever has. More times than anyone probably would, too. Because maybe, just maybe, things wouldn't be so grim... so unfair in the end for someone who truly didn't deserve it.
And ultimately, when the fight eventually leaves his still far too young eyes, Ann can feel his hand lose all vigor. But the saddest part she's forever going to remember was that Ron Stoppable refused to frown, leaving everything—including her—a smile that could melt even even the coldest of hearts.
Sniff, "Time of death..."
Author Notes: Sometimes I wish I could've written when this fandom was truly alive. I already wrote Kim's, here's Ron's. This story is connected to Ivory, a Kim Possible (Ron Stoppable) and RWBY crossover story since I'm now a RWBY writer as well.