Hi A/N: before you read this story you need to realize that it is set in the 17th century somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean… there are no computers or telephones or all that junk… enjoy.
The Dread Pirate: Kim Possible
Chapter 1: You're my Captive!
There was nothing but water…
Ron sighed dragging his damp legs closer to his chest, making it marginally more comfortable on the cramped piece of drift wood that he was using as a raft.
Stupid bonnie he thought to himself as he brooded.
It had happened several days ago when Ron was on a, slightly larger piece of driftwood, called a "ship" that was bound for America.
Ron had been told that America was the place to be. As much food as you could eat… Even TACOS!
But so far he had not been so lucky in the food department…
"Cheese please" Ron smiled at the old crone who dished out food in the ships lunch line. She didn't smile back. She did slop something onto his tray that looked an awful lot like… well I don't want to say what it looked like, and it SMELLED even worse.
Ron silently gagged at the thing that was not cheese.
He croaked out a "Please and thank you" to the blue haired crone hoping that maybe someday, in the future, he could get on her good side and she might actually give him something edible… but it was unlikely.
Ron took his plate delicately in both hands, and tottered towards a table in the corner. Once he was seated he took the spoon in one hand and looked dubiously at the 'food'.
Ron was battling down the disgust in his belly enough so that he could actually eat when a woman in a frilly pink dress just reeking of money came up behind him.
"Ron STOPPABLE" She cried.
Ron turned around and regarded her around his spoon. Her name was Bonnie Banks and she was quite a pretty girl… if you could get past the whole attitude thing.
"What?" Ron said dearly wanting to get back to the serious issue of snackage.
Bonnie crossed her arms across her chest and gave him a 'you're so dumb' look
"In case you haven't noticed Ron, the ship is running out of rations…" Seeing Ron's uncomprehending look, she elaborated "You know FOOD."
"Yeah so" he shrugged.
"So," Bonnie came nose to nose with Ron, huffing at him… "This is your FIFTH meal today."
"Yeah so" he shrugged again.
"So" Gil, Bonnie's beau, came up behind her. Bonnie gave Ron a smile that reeked of gleeful malice. "The captain has agreed that you should be thrown off of the ship to save us all from starvation."
"Oh" Ron gulped as Gil loomed over him.
Ron sighed that had been three days ago and it did not look good for the Ronster.
He was even running out of the packs of sea crackers that his friend Felix, had somehow managed to smuggle to him as he was thrown off. Ron was down to his last cracker and he stared at it for a while before putting it in his mouth and swallowing.
Yep it most definitely did not look good.
Ron fell asleep with his stomach still growling hoping that in the morning he would be rescued….
As he fell asleep a breeze rustled past his cheek as if to reassure him.
The breeze swept along the oceans waves gaining speed until they whipped through a certain red headed girl's hair.
Kim Possible sighed as she leaned on the ships rail. "This is absolute heaven" she mumbled to herself dreamily, gazing out to sea.
"MINE" she thought to herself, looking possessively at the Ocean. To Kim the Ocean meant more than just a bunch of slightly salty water. It meant freedom. And it was something that she had nearly lost once upon a time ago.
Kim's clothing was fairly unusual. She was wearing very loose navy blue pants held up by a belt, instead of skirts or petticoats fashionable at the time, her shirt was tied up to reveal her abs, and she wore a large very large navy blue jacket that flapped about her on the wind. Her head was a black hat tilted to the side and it was the only symbol that she wore to signify her standing on the ship.
"KIM"
Kim turned away from the Ocean, smiling at her friend Wade as he ran as fast as his small legs would carry him.
"What's the stitch Wade?" Kim leaned back on the rim of the ship, letting the sun bake her skin to a golden brown, while she watched Wade; amusement crinkling the corners of her green eyes.
"Captain Kim" Wade smiled "We have a captive."
Ron Was in heaven. He was surrounded by FOOD!
He didn't know what to eat first and so he ate it ALL! Turkey legs, chicken legs, apples bananas, and bread, you name it he ate it and in record time.
Monique who was guarding their newest captive, Ron, blanched at Ron's eating manners "Where on EARTH did this clown come from?" she wondered. "And didn't they have spoons or PLATES?"
Monique was interrupted from her ponderings when Captain Kim walked through the door and into the galley
Ron paused in his gorging to gap at the captain. She was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen.
"Gorge, much?". Kim looked around at the absolute havoc that Ron had reeked on HER Galley.
"Uhhh." Ron blushed. For some reason he couldn't look her in the eye.
"Nevermind, doesn't matter anyway." Kim shook her head. She stepped closer to Ron and looked him straight in the eye smiling a slightly evil grin. "All you need to know is this… You're my captive!"
To be continued
Wow I have had like way too much caffeine must go lay down somewhere quiet now.. Before I go into all out monkey kung fu.
FWAAA! waves arms around madly