A/N: I shelved the idea of writing Ronnie Diamond in the first person. I just don't think I could have pulled it off.

Many thanks to Quis Custodiet, Limby, Spectre666, CajunBear73, Meca Vegeta, Scotty Boi, Poiko, The Creeping Spleen, Aedon Cameron, Ace Ian Combat, Zaratan, Joe Stoppinghem, Dutchman, Whitem...(Pause for a breath)...Yvj, Dante Cell, Zardoz101, Daeron Blackoak for your reviws.

It is very late almost 3:00AM, I am very tired as I finish this chapter so without further delay...Chapter 2.

Bubba


Ronnie Diamond stood outside the Possible's house and waited for Kim to get ready for school. He pulled Rufus from his pocket and eyed him carefully, "You sure your not a Peruvian Hairless?"

Rufus rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead, "Oh man."

The front door opened and Mrs. Dr. Possible stuck her head outside, "Ronnie would you like to come for breakfast?"

Ron's eyes lit up, "Oh boy you betcha Mrs. Possible."

He followed her into the kitchen and sat at the spot at the table she had pointed to for him, "Kimmie should be down in a minute."

Mr. Dr. Possible peered over his newspaper, "So we're Ronnie Diamond today."

"Yea, who else would I be pops...er...I mean Mr. Possible." Ron said as glanced at the paper, "You wouldn't by any chance be finished with the sports would you?"

He handed Ronnie Diamond the sports section without saying a word. Ron looked over the headlines, "Rockies...must be minor league ball?"

"Only the way they play it." Mr. Dr. P. muttered.

Ron turned to the back of the sports section as Rufus made his way to the breakfast table. He nodded his head and looked at Rufus, "Guidry brought in another winner last night. Horse named Short Bus...Have to see what animal Guidry's riding tonight. Maybe win enough money to buy you a little London Fog rain coat and a fedora." He said happily.

Mr. Dr. Possible raised an eyebrow, "So Mr. Diamond follow the ponies do we?"

"Nah, I know enough not to bet too much on the horses. It's the jockey's you keep an eye on. You often see the same guys placing horses in the money. I've been looking at a couple of guys, Guidry, Lopez, and Mueller. I see their names quite a bit on all sorts of different nags." Ron explained as he continued to look over the race results.

"OK" Mr. Dr. Possible said turning his attention back to his newspaper.

"Good morning everybody." Kim said cheerily as she entered the kitchen.

Ron glanced up from the paper and saw Kim wearing her beige Capri pants with a white mid-rift shirt that featured a heart in the center, "Kid, you're not really going to wear that to school are you?"

Kim frowned, "Yes, why?"

Ron returned the frown, "It looks like your wearing pajamas. Put on a nice dress preferably one that compliments your legs. No shame in dressing like a girl from time to time."

Kim growled, "FINE, I'll be right back."

Mr. Dr. Possible nodded appreciation to Ron, "I will say you have excellent taste in clothes Mr. Diamond."

"Gee, thanks Pops...I mean Mr. Possible." He said as he took a bite of his eggs.

Jim and Tim entered the kitchen at a full run, "Hey...Ronnie Diamond is back." Tim said happily.

Jim nodded his head, "Great, glad I don't have to dress him this morning."

Ron frowned, "Well if it isn't double trouble...Alright which one of you wise acres is more identical."

The twins looked at one another in confusion and then pointed to themselves. Ron grinned, "Yea that's what I thought too."

Kim re-entered the kitchen and held out her arms, "How's this?"

"Skirt past the knees, showing the well turned ankle, very nice, white button up long sleeve blouse that hides the navel with the sleeves rolled up...I like it." He said enthusiastically.

"So do I." Mr. Dr. Possible said in agreement.

Mrs. Dr. Possible fought back a smile as she could see that Kim didn't like the look at all, "Honey I think it's time you left for school. You don't want to be late."

"But I haven't had any breakfast." Kim protested.

"Here ya go Kid. Rufus hasn't finished off my toast yet." Ron offered.

She picked up the cold toast, "Gee thanks."

Ron rose from the table, placed Rufus back into the pocket of his trench coat, "Thanks for the breakfast Mrs. Possible, you're the best." He said as he tipped his hat on the way out of the room.

"Oh your always welcome here Ronnie." Mrs. Dr. Possible said with a smile.

"I wish mom didn't think Ronnie Diamond was so cute." She thought sadly. Kim shook her head as she followed Ron out the door, "See ya ma."

Ron waited outside by Bessie his 1937 Plymouth that was restored with a fresh high performance Chevrolet small block engine. He stroked the car lovingly, "Bessie's anxious to go Kid, you ready?"

Kim nodded, "Yea, I'm ready." She said as she sat in the passenger's seat.

It had been almost a week since she had ridden in the old car. She bounced on the seat once just to hear the old springs creak, "I wish our couch was this comfortable." She thought as Ron fired the engine to life.

"So refresh my memory, what are we doing at school today?" Ron asked.

Kim gasped and put a hand over her mouth, "Oh my gosh I forgot. You've been suspended till Monday."

Ron looked at her in amazement, "What for?"

She didn't want to tell him the truth. She didn't exactly know how to explain the truth to him if she did try to tell him. So she told him something that only Ronnie Diamond could understand, "Lewd and lascivious behavior."

He winced and rolled his head back on the seat, "I knew 3 Card Monty would come back and haunt me. No wonder I couldn't find my cards. The dirty screws confiscated em'."

Kim looked uneasy as she nodded, "Yea...dirty screws...uh...Ron what are you going to do all day then?" She was almost afraid to ask.

Ron grinned, "Ahhhhh don't worry, I'll manage. I think I'll drop by the club and get paid. Then I have to find me an office."

She shook her head, "An office?"

"Yea, mom's getting kind of goofy. Keeps warning me to avoid the ice cream man, I figure it's the strain of me having my office in my room." He told her.

"Oh" Kim said as she looked around the nervously.

Ron turned into the Middleton High School parking lot. He lifted an eyebrow as he spotted one Josh Mankey dressed as a pirate. He and Kim exchanged looks as they both got out of the car to investigate.

Bonnie Rockwaller quickly took Josh by the arm turned up her nose to the pair, "Oh I see your still hanging out with the detective from the 1930's...Well he's out this week and pirate guys are in now." She said haughtily.

Kim lifted an eyebrow, "Pirate guys?"

Josh was completely decked out in his old Halloween costume. Pirate hat, red stripped shirt, black pants and boots, plastic hook and an eye patch. He smiled at Kim and lifted the eye patch, "Hey Kim, want to be my first mate?"

"I don't think so." Kim smirked.

Ron tried to step around Kim but she kept herself between he and Josh, "Look here pal, you might be needin' two eye patches if I catch you trying to mess with the Kid again."

The memory of the last time he encountered Ronnie Diamond was still fresh in his mind. He was telling all of his friends about how he was having great sex with Kim until a certain trench coat wearing figure punched him in the mouth. Josh dropped the eye patch and quickly took Bonnie by the arm, "Ah...no, no that won't be necessary...Mr... Mr. Diamond."

Kim turned to face Ron, "Ron...Try to stay out of trouble, OK."

He stared at Josh Mankey until he was inside the school building, "Sure Kid. Oh and I really do like that outfit."

"You do." She smiled as she fought the urge to flirt with him.

Ron reached into the pocket of his London Fog trench coat and pulled out a toothpick, "Yea, it almost..." He stopped and looked around the parking lot, "It almost makes me forget that...uh...you know..."

Kim tilted her head and asked innocently, "What?"

"...uh...that...uh...You better get inside or you're going to be late for school." Ron said urgently.

She smiled and nodded, "OK, you picking me up after school?"

"You bet."

"Good, because I got a...case that I need some help on."

Ron grinned, "Listen to you, I'm the detective remember."

Kim returned the grin, "You just remember to pick me up."


He pulled the Plymouth along side the old warehouse that hid the night club that he managed. The place was empty during the day. Ron walked up to the entrance and banged on the door.

The secret panel slid open and a set of familiar eyes met his, "What's the password?"

"Boop-Oop-A-Doop..." Ron answered.

"Not the right password but it is an intriguing answer. Come inside Mr. Diamond we have much to discuss." The voice on the other side of the door said.

Ron could hear the clicks of the locks being undone on the other side of the door. Soon it swung open and he entered the club, "Hi ya Big Daddy."

"Mr. Diamond" Big Daddy Brotherson said as he motioned for Ron to enter the club.

Ron entered the room and took a seat at an empty Craps table, "So am I on the schedule for this evening?"

"I wasn't sure if I should put you on or not? You vanished rather mysteriously last week." Big Daddy said as he poured himself a drink. He remembered his manners and pointed towards Ron, "What are you drinking today Mr. Diamond?"

"It's still early. I'll have a gin and juice." Ron said as he took off his fedora and sat it on the table to the side of him. He took his drink from the portly man across the table, "There must be some misunderstanding. I didn't disappear so I must not have been on the schedule."

Big Daddy Brotherson nodded his head, "Well no matter. There is one more question I would like to have cleared up before I pay you and inform you of your hours."

"What's that?"

The fat man shifted his weight in the chair, "I heard a disturbing report that Shego and a certain employer of hers was arrested downtown and that you may have played a part in it?"

Now it was Ron's turn to squirm. He arraigned the whole setup to have Shego and Dr. Drakken arrested outside the Middleton Bus Station. He did his best to keep himself and Kim out of it but apparently he didn't do a good enough job. Having a club manager having the patrons arrested could be very bad business for a man in Big Daddy Brotherson's shoes.

"I don't know nothin' about it." Ron said evenly.

"Good" Big Daddy Brotherson said as he reached into his white seersucker suit and pulled out a well stuffed envelope. "You did a good job of running the place in my absence. I have to leave town once again to get the Bermuda Triangle club running smoothly. Think you can handle the place."

Ron took a swig from his drink, "Yea, I can handle it." He opened the envelope and forced himself to not jump for joy. It was packed with $100 bills, "Now that's a lot of scratch."

He downed his drink in one quick gulp and thanked his employer for his large monetary donation to the Ronnie Diamond piggy bank. As he was headed out the door Big Daddy Brotherson stopped him, "There's also another matter Mr. Diamond."

"Yea?"

Big Daddy Brotherson sat once more on a large cushion just feet from the entrance and looked up at Ron, "There is an Asian girl that has come by the last couple of nights looking for you."

Ron tilted his head, "Asian girl?"

"Yes, I believe she's Japanese or Korean. I'm unsure. they all look alike to me. Slant eyes you know. Makes them appear inscrutable, almost evil somehow."

He squinted and tried to remember ever meeting or kissing an Asian girl. He shook his head, "Nope, I don't know any Asian girls. I'll be seein' ya Big Daddy." Ron said happily as he donned his fedora and walked out the door.


Ron eyed the ad in the newspaper, "Office space, 400 sq. ft. reasonable lease arrangements...Sounds like just what I need." He thought to himself as he eyed the building in front of him.

It was an old rundown store front that once housed a Gassman's Drug Store. The place had long ago shut down. A victim of the larger drug retailers moving into the city, the small family owned store couldn't compete with the might of Walgreens or USA Drug. So Gassman's closed down.

He stepped out of his car and waited for the land lord to arrive. Ron walked up and down the block then ducked into the alley as he tried to get a feel for the neighborhood. The neighborhood consisted of mostly rundown store fronts and what residential area he could see looked to be older frame houses that were old but well maintained.

"Not a bad area, looks like a lot of old people around." He thought as he watched the white Lincoln Town Car pull up behind his Plymouth.

A balding man in his late 40's stepped out of the car. He wore a work uniform for a local factory. Ron eyed the buildings and figured the man to be the owner. Purchasing the property in hopes that it would help subsidize his retirement when it came time.

"You Mr. Diamond?"

"I am." Ron answered the man.

He stepped forward and shook his hand, "Heh, nice outfit. So what are you looking for?"

"...and you are?" Ron asked as he lifted an eyebrow.

"Oh Dave Thompson, I own the property."

Ron pointed towards the building, "I need a little place for an office. I'm a private investigator by trade. Shouldn't be any problems as most of my clientele are...off premises if you know what I mean."

The man suppressed a grin. "A private eye, eh?"

"That's what I said." He told the man evenly.

"Well if your daddy well let you have the money..." He said as he started to walk across the street, "...I've got a small office behind Gassman's here. Used to be a office for a masonry company. It's not fancy mind you."

Ron followed him across the street. The two men walked around the back of the building. The older man pulled out a large ring of keys as he approached an old steel door set into a solid brick wall.

He opened the door and allowed Ron to go inside first, "You may want to watch yourself. I had trouble with a wasps nest in here last year."

The first thing that assaulted Ron's senses was the smell. He quickly covered his nose and mouth as he entered the room. Mr. Thompson followed him inside. He made a face and did the same.

"Toilet backed up about 3 years ago. I guess the previous tenet never fixed it." His voice was muffled behind his hand.

"Uh huh" Ron answered as he looked at the rest of the office. An old steel desk with a three drawer filing cabinet sat in the middle of the room. An old office chair on wheels that had the stuffing coming out of the seat rested just behind the desk. Four steel folding chairs rested against a wall in the corner of the office. He walked over towards the window and looked outside.

"So what are you askin' for rent?" He asked the man as he pointed towards the exit.

They quickly walked back outside. The man coughed a bit, "Ugh...that smell...uh...I was wanting around $600 a month."

"Where do ya think this place is Park Avenue? I'll go $250 a month." Ron countered.

The man frowned, "Two hundred fifty a month? This is prime Middleton real-estate, $400 a month not a penny less."

Ron coughed, "You have that toilet cleaned up and you got yourself a deal."

"Not so fast, I want a one months deposit and a month's back rent as well as this month's rent." The man said firmly.

"How much is that gonna be?" Ron asked sounding shocked at the man's terms.

"A thousand dollars."

Ron shouted, "WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR SOME KIND OF SAP?" Then he calmed down and countered the man's offer, "Drop the deposit. What could I possibly tear up inside this dump?"

The man thought it over, "You got cash?"

"Yea"

"Alright $800 and I'll get the toilet squared away. You're lucky you caught me in a generous mood." The man said.

Ronnie Diamond now had a new office from which to conduct his investigations.


He turned into the parking lot of Middleton High School and parked the old Plymouth. Before turning off the engine he closed his eyes and pressed the gas pedal down to hear the comforting roar of the high performance Chevrolet engine that beat under the hood.

"Oh yea, that's the stuff."

Ron finally shut the motor down and stepped out from behind the wheel. He removed his fedora and sat it on top of the candy apple red car. He surveyed the other cars in the parking lot. He noted that they had much lower rooflines than his, "What a bunch of dopes. You should never buy a car unless you can wear your hat in while you drive."

He looked up as the final bell rang for the day, "I wonder if I really shouldn't drop out? If I did it would break mom's heart. If I dropped out I could devote all my energies to snoopin'. After all I wouldn't want education getting in the way of my detecting skills."

High school students made their way past him into the parking lot. Ron took his tooth pick out of his mouth and smiled at a few girls, "Then again, maybe I should stay? I do enjoy looking at the ladies in their tight..."

"Still around Diamond?"

Ron turned his head and smiled, "The Diamond always shines for you Bonnie."

Bonnie rolled her eyes, "I bet you use that line on all the girls."

"No, Doll you got me all wrong. I ain't no chiseler." Ron said defensively.

"So what were you doing all day while the rest of us were stuck here? A girl has something to do with it I bet." Bonnie smirked as she tried to act uninterested in what Ronnie Diamond was really up to.

"Look Kitten I was out all day workin'. I dropped by the club and got paid. Then I went and rented me an office."

Bonnie's eyes lit up, "PAID, OFFICE...I mean...sure you did. Not that I believe you but...where's your office at?"

"Awwwwwwww it's a little joint off the beaten track behind the old Gassman's Drug Store downtown. I'm going to be in there later cleaning the place up. It's kind of dirty." Ron said sheepishly.

"Well I'm so not interested." Bonnie said wincing as she noted the approach of Tara.

Ron saw her coming towards them as well, "Well if that don't beat all?"

"RONNNNNNIEEEEEEE" Tara shouted excitedly as she threw herself into Ron's outstretched arms and began kissing him.

Bonnie shook her head, "Fine, so much for the sparkle..."

"Uh...Bonnie...I uh...I can explain...eventually." Ron stammered as he continued to hold Tara in his arms.

Tara turned his head to face her again and continued kissing him. She broke off another tongue kiss, "I missed you so much. I mean the caveman guy was fun but he just wasn't the same."

Ron blinked his eyes and tried to figure out what she was talking about, "Oh...great, yea...I'm better than the uh...caveman."

"I see you don't waste any time." Kim smirked as she and Monique walked up on Ron holding Tara in his arms.

"Kid, it's not what you think. Well, it might be what you think...I plead the fifth." Ron said nervously.

"Take off Tara." Monique said menacingly.

Tara turned up her nose and walked away making sure she sashayed her hips enticingly back and forth.

Ron pulled a fresh toothpick from his pocket as he watched Tara leave, "Get a load of that caboose..."

"RON" Kim said angrily.

"Ah yea, sorry Kid." He said just before he noticed Monique standing beside Kim, "Well if it's not the doe eyed beauty Monique." He reached out and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, "You got any more surprises for me in that closet?"

Monique blushed, giggled and bobbed her head back and forth, "Oh maybe..."

Ron leaned in close to her and continued to flirt, "Nothing like a little hot chocolate to warm a man up in the morning."

She remembered pulling him into a closet and laying down the law about before kissing him passionately to see what all the fuss was about. Monique licked her lips, "Oh lover there is so much bubblin' hot chocolate here that I..."

"MONIQUE!" Kim gasped.

"Right girl, uh...right...Case first...always." Monique said sheepishly.

Kim rolled her eyes, "Look Ron we need you to take us to the Middleton Science Museum. There was a break in last night."

"So the cities call in the best eh'." Ron said proudly as he put his hat back on top of his head.

"No, I just want you to look around...informally...of course." Kim said vaguely as she looked over to Monique for help.

Ron touched the side of his nose, "I gotcha Kid we're doing this on the QT."

Kim sighed as she walked towards the passenger's side of the old Plymouth, "Yea I guess."

"Kim, why don't you drive that way Ron can show me around the backseat area." Monique said hopefully.

"I thought you worked today?" Kim said hoping that Monique would take the hint and get lost.

"Oh no, I'm off on Friday nights." She said as she climbed into the back seat. "Wow, there's loads of room back here."

Ron chuckled, "OK Kid, it's off the Middleton Egghead Museum."

He fired up the old Plymouth and drove out of the school parking lot, "Gee it sure was swell to see all the girls again."

Monique leaned over from the backseat, "Once the word got out that you were back. Pirate guys were out by the third hour."


They arrived at the museum the yellow police tape was still limiting the public's access to the crime scene. The police on duty eyed the kid in the trench coat with an air of contempt. The ranking officer broke away from the group of three that stood guarding the and approached the three teens.

"So I see we got Scooby, Daphne and Velma...Nothing to see here." The officer said.

Kim smirked, "I'm Kim Possible, I think you'll see we're on the list."

Ron chuckled, "The Kid's cute when she tried to play tough. If its not on the list look under Diamond, Ronnie Diamond."

The officer turned to the other men, "Any mention of a Kim Possible or..." He took a disbelieving look at Ron, "...or Bogey?"

"Oh yea, Kim's on the list..." Office Hobble said as he approached,

"Hey Officer Hobble, how's the hardware business going?" Ron asked as he pointed to the metal contraption Hobble had to wear because of the broken jaw that Kim had given him.

Hobble froze as he recognized Ron from the riot where his jaw was broken, "Oh no...It's you...the guy in the dog mask." He mumbled.

Ron held up his hands, "Hey now, no charges were ever filed against me."

"Look around and touch nothing." The ranking officer said disgustedly.

Kim leaned over to Ron, "Any ideas about who broke in yet?"

Ron took his tooth pick out of his mouth, "No one broke in Kid."

"No, no, someone broke in look at all the glass on the ground." She pointed out.

"Kid, the glass is lying outside the building. Someone broke out from the inside." Ron said with a grin.

Kim winced, "Oh...I should have caught that..."

"That's why I'm the detective." He said condescendingly.

She turned red as the other officers looked at one another, "We knew that..." The officer in charge said as he tried to cover the fact they too were surprised.

Ron shrugged, "Come on Kid lets go inside. We ain't going to learn nothin' hangin' around with these flat foots out here." He said with a smirk as he strolled past the officers.

Monique walked behind them. She waived at the officers and pointed at Ron, "Detective at work."

Once inside Ron looked at the yellow tape from a different angle and then turned and walked into the museum. The crowd wasn't large due to the fact it was in the afternoon and no school children were present on their field trips.

The Middleton Museum of Science never did get a lot of visitors. People just were interested in many of the dry and bland exhibits. They chose instead to go to the Uperton Museum of Science due to the flashy architecture and the large IMAX movie theater that showed first run movies as well as special programs that were more interesting than zinc.

So it was an empty museum that Ronnie Diamond now had the run of. He looked around the large empty museum and figured he should take a few notes. He taped his pocket, "Rufus, take notes."

Rufus popped out of the pocket of his trench coat with a tiny pad of paper and a pencil, "Ready"

"3:18 PM, the weather outside was sunny but that did little to improve the fortunes of a museum who's sole purpose was to entertain eggheads." Ron began.

Kim interrupted, "Ron...maybe a few lines about the crime."

"Kid, stop interrupting, I'm setting a mood." Ron looked around the lobby, "My mind is torn between why they think this is a break in instead of a break out. Could have one of the cleaning crew been so bored to tears that the only way to save himself was running through a plate glass window?"

"Can I help you?" Dr. Waverly asked as he walked up to the three teens.

"Yea, who's the Chief Egghead around here?" Ron asked.

Dr. Waverly bristled, "That would be me."

Ron was taken aback, "Oh...yea...great exhibit. Zinc...I like zinc why just the other day I was telling the Kid there that zinc is a very important ingredient in the strengthening of steel."

Monique smiled, "Yea, I remember it well even if Kim wasn't listening."

Kim screwed up her face, "Monique stop encouraging him."

Doctor Waverly seemed to relax a bit, "What manner of man are you who are so wise in the ways of science?"

"Some call me Diamond, Ronnie Diamond."

The Kimmunicator sounded as Kim pulled the device quickly from her purse, "Go Wade"

Ron looked at the device and then strolled casually behind Kim, "Hey a little colored boy in a box."

"Hey now, I thought we talked about that?" Monique scolded him.

"Colored boy?" Wade asked.

"Long story...What have you got?" Kim said as she glared at Ron.

Wade eyed Ron curiously as he had never seen Ronnie Diamond before, "Okay...I analyzed the security camera footage and I found something interesting."

"Mr. Diamond, would you care to examine the security camera footage in my office?" Dr. Waverly asked.

"Sure" Ron said then he turned back towards Kim, "Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone."

Kim smirked, "Okay Wade."

"I believe someone broke out of the museum and not into it."

Monique leaned over, "Ron's way ahead of you."

Wade frowned, "Well does he know that a bolt of pure energy shattered the widow out front?"

Kim shrugged, "I'm sure he's about to."

"Oh...Well...does he know the atomic weight of zinc?" Wade said fishing for something useful to tell Kim.

"I don't think he cares Wade." Monique said with a soft chuckle.

"Yea who does? I mean Upperton has that cool Titanic exhibit." Wade enthused.

"So tell me again Mr. Diamond how chicken livers can be used to predict earthquakes." Dr. Waverly said as the rejoined the group.

"Hang on Wade...You learn anything."

"Yes, yes, witches weigh the same as wood and will float on water like a duck." Dr. Waverly said excitedly.

"Not you..." Kim groaned.

Ron eyed the rather portly collection of officers milling about outside the museum, "Kid since Middleton's finest have been exposed to too many Dixie Cream Donuts I would suggest dusting for prints a little closer to the ground."

Kim nodded her head, "Where should I start?"

He looked at the Doctor, "Oh yes the tribute to metallurgy room, the why porcelain should never replace cast iron for engine blocks display and the room with the Grandium Neutron Phase Inhibitor."

She nodded her head, "Right, follow me Monique." She said as she left the lobby.

"Well Doc it's been great chatting with you but I really should supervise my help." Ron said as he was anxious to leave the overly curious scientist.

"Yes, you must drop by again when things aren't so...unpleasant."

"You got it Doc." Ron said as he turned and bumped into Monique, "Hey I thought you were helping Kim?"

"I found a little closet over here that needs...investigating." She said with a wink.

Ron grinned and looked around cautiously for Kim, "I see..." He pulled Rufus from his pocket, "You getting this pal?"

Rufus nodded his head, "Uh huh, uh huh, witches, ducks..."

"Great..." Ron said as he sat him on the ground, "Go help Kim for a while."

"Blppppppppppp" Rufus gave Ron a raspberry as he realized he was being ditched so Ron could be with Monique.

Monique pulled Ron to the closet she had found. Rufus smirked and took off to find Kim. It didn't take long as Kim decided to try the room with Grandium Neutron Phase Inhibitor first.

"Find anything Wade?" She asked as she held the Kimmunicator towards the machine.

"A few prints, Dr. Waverly...Someone...bad print...Duff Killigan...HEY!"

Kim tilted her head, "Duff Killigan?"

"That's his thumb print..." Wade confirmed.

She turned to Monique, "We better find..."

There was no Monique but Rufus stood before her scribbling in his note book, "Duff Killingan...uh huh, uh huh..."

Kim shook her head, "I'll get back to you later Wade." She switched the device off and turned her attention back to Rufus, "Do you know where Ron and Monique are?"

Rufus smiled evilly and nodded his head, "Uh huh"

"Can you take me to them?" She asked sweetly.

Once again the naked mole rats head nodded yes, "Uh huh"

"Lead the way."

Rufus ran back towards the lobby and that was all Kim needed as she could hear Monique's soft giggling, "I promise I won't tell Kim...Now shut up and start squeezing."

Kim's eyes grew wide as she looked for the source of the voices. Then she spotted the door, "A closet...figures." She opened the door and gasped at the sight that greeted her. Ron had both hands grasping Monique's butt as she was kissing him passionately.

A soft moan escaped her lips, "Oh yea baby..."

Ron moaned into her mouth, "This has got 3 Card Monty beat by a..." He looked up and saw Kim glaring at them, "...KID!"

Monique jumped and tried to before Ron could pull his hands out of her pants. Ron jerked his hands free and began fumbling with his tie, "Uh...It's not what you think Kid..."

Monique smiled uneasily, "I think...I better go powder my nose." She said as she ran out of the closet.

Kim glared at her as she passed. "Sheep" Then turned her attention back to Ron. She tried to say something but could think of nothing as she reached out and slapped him in the face, "Don't you ever try to ditch me while we're on a mission just to...to..."

Ron rubbed the side of his face, "You know you're beautiful when you're angry."

She frowned and shook her head, "You are just so pathetic." She said disgustedly as she turned and walked from the closet.

His attention was now focused on Rufus as he sat on his hind end laughing hysterically. Ron shook his head, "Laugh now you pint sized traitor."


Ron stood in his office with his hands on his hips surveying the room. He had been working on the office to well into the night. It was cleaner now but there was still a long way to go before it could actually be considered clean. His bare chest heaved from the exertion of the hard work he was performing. He looked over towards the coat rack where his trench coat, shirt and necktie now hung.

He collapsed into the steel chair that had casters on the bottom and rolled himself towards the desk. He looked towards the one window and reflected on the events of the day, "I knew there was more to this business than just kissing." He thought as he closed his eyes and mentally reviewed his few minutes in the closet with Monique.

Then he shook his head, "I don't why the Kid gets so upset? I mean, you just can't mix business with pleasure. It wouldn't be right to have a...romance with my secretary..." He thought as he spun back towards the door.

He saw a form in the darkened doorway. The only illumination in the room was a single overhead light. The 60 watt light bulb only illuminated a small circle around his desk, "Move into the light slowly, I gotta gun..." He said sternly.

"Well I should hope so." The girl in the doorway said.

Ron grinned as he realized it was not an intruder but a mysterious woman in a dress, high heels and pillbox hat. He reached for a toothpick but realized his coat was on the coat rack, "So what can I do for you."

The girl still in the shadow looked around the office, "This place is dirty."

He looked around and nodded, "Yea, it needs work."

"Do you like it dirty...Mr. Diamond?" The girl asked.

She moved into the light and Ron grinned as he recognized the girl, "Dirty can be good." He flirted back to her.

"I need you to help find something I've lost." She said mysteriously.

"Sure thing Doll." Ron replied standing from his chair.

"I think it may be in the backseat of your car." She said hopefully.

Ron took her into his arms, "I think we should go look together then."

"Oh yes, Mr. Diamond let's." She said urgently as she tugged him towards the door.

The black form of the old Plymouth stood out in the darkened alleyway as the girl drug Ron towards the car. She opened the door and took a sat on the backseat. She patted the spot next to her, "Join me Mr. Diamond."

Ron climbed into the backseat of the car, "You got it Bonnie..."

Bonnie Rockwaller looked around the neighborhood and bit her lip as she reached a decision, "I need you to find something for me." She said once again.

He nodded, "Yea, so what are we looking for?"

She lay across the large back seat and pulled up her skirt. "My panties, I can't seem to find them anywhere Mr. Diamond."

The dome light of the car barely illuminated what every adolescent boy considered the Promised Land. Ron swallowed hard and showed Bonnie his deep appreciation of her nubile young body as he blinked and stuttered in awe, "Ha, ha, ho...ho...HOLY CATS!" He exclaimed excitedly as he quickly climbed into the backseat and closed the door.