Middleton High School

October 12th

"The ball goes to Stoppable as we enter the last minute of the fourth quarter, and the stands are going wild! The score is 21 to 21, this game is gonna end in a real nail biter!" The announcer was heard over the stadium speakers. The bleachers were so loud, he could barely be heard. But they didn't care. All they cared about was the star Runningback for Middleton High getting the ball. But football wasn't all the people of Middleton came to watch.

In front of the stands was the entire squad of cheerleaders, doing what they did best. They gave the crowd their peppiest routine possible. After a wide array of flips, kicks and dance moves, they all jumbled together to form into their iconic pyramid. And at the very top, was the cheer captain.

The famous Kim Possible.

Her perfect, bright smile entertaining the crowd as she finished the last of their routine with friendly wave that matched her smile.

In the audience were nothing but hype parents, including those of Ronald Stoppable and Kimberly Ann.

The cheerleaders broke their formation, as the crowd's view went back to the game at hand.

They cheered with glee as they saw the thin, but swift Runningback that was the love of Kimberly's life. He did every move imaginable, as he spun, jumped and pivoted around every rival player that came at him.

"Eighteen seconds left on the clock!" The announcer yelled again, now on the edge of his seat. He and the rest of the audience watched as Ron barely ran past the 50 yard line.

"Move it Stoppable! MOVE IT!" The coach—who happened to be their principal, teacher and coach—yelled at the young blonde boy. Ron heard him screaming, but already knew what he had to do. He has just enough time to make it to the other end of the field. And he wasn't going to let anything stop him.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw a disturbing large player charging directly at him. And on his right, another behemoth of a player. They were going to try and squeeze him in. Now with even more adrenaline running through his body, he began to run faster. "Nonononononono!" He chanted to himself, as his footing increased.

He was 22 yards out, when he finally looked up at the scoreboard. He had 5 seconds to close the game out right then and there. "Im not gonna make it! I'm not gonna make it!" His squeamish voice shouted as he got so close to the goal line.

The crowd watched in anticipation, as the star redhead started biting her nails in intensity. "You can do it Ron!" She shouted above all the screaming and hollering. Causing a certain jealous brunette to roll her eyes. "Pff, yeah right. Brick would have already made the touchdown." She crossed her arms, with a sly smirk on her face. Kim just ignored her, and continued to watch.

Ron could hear the sweet voice of his high school love. From that moment, it felt as if everything faded to slow motion. Each step he took felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, carrying the entire weight of the game on his back. And there to support him, was his lovely Kim.

He slowly turned his head, seeing her as she chanted his name, along with the rest of the crowd and some of the cheerleaders. That look of confidence on her face, is what gave him the strength he needed. A smile crawled across his face, as he turned back to look at the field.

Two seconds remained, as he was only feet from the goal line. But right as he was about to take another step, he was shoulder plowed by the massive football player.

The teen flew at an angle, still flying towards the goal line. The buzzer finally echoed into the stands, as the entire stadium fell into silence. Ron was lying down flat on the turf with the ball still in his hand. He wasn't unconscious, but he was knocked into a daze for a short moment.

The ref ran over to him and continuously blew the whistle, telling the other players around him to step aside. The big player got back to his feet, as did the other two who were piled along with him. When they cleared the way for the ref, that's when they all saw it.

Ron's hand made it past the in-zone, with the ball still in his grasp. He did it. He scored the final touchdown.

"Middleton scores one last touchdown in the final seconds of the game! The Mad Dogs are going to the playoffs folks!" The announcer yelled, followed by the stands completely going crazy.

Coach Barkin and the rest of the players all storm the field as they run straight to Ron. As they did, the two closest players helped Ron off the ground, finally getting him out of his daze.

"YEAH STOPPABLE! THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT!" Barkin screamed in joy as helped raise they boy above the entire team. They all resided him above their shoulders, and held him up like a king.

"MAD DOGS! MAD DOGS! MAD DOGS!" The football players began to chant, as they carried him towards the end of the field. The crowd was so riled up, they even joined in on the chant.

As Ron was being carried off, he made eye contact with his favorite red head. Her bright smile did nothing but make him feel warm inside as he smiled and waved back. He continued to be carried off away from Kim, back into their locker room in the school.

Kim stood outside the double doors in her cheer uniform, waiting for her boyfriend to finish getting dressed. She knew it would take longer than usual, due to the fact she could hear Mr. Barkin screaming with joy. She just figured his encouraging and loud speech would take more time than she planned.

Hearing the players yell in joy with the Mad Dogs chant, she knew his speech was finally over. About time. She thought to herself as she checked the time on her Kimmunicator watch. But what she didn't predict, is the players were celebration for another five minutes of nothing but yelling and cheering.

"Come On Ron!" She complained out loud, as she smacked her back against the wall by the door. Sighed loudly, she realized it was beginning to chill outside. Annoyed, she started to slip her arms into the sleeves of her burgundy jacket. But as she was starting to feel the warmth of the inside fleece, a police car on on the other side of the curb caught her eye.

When she realized there was a police officer inside looking at her, she faintly jumped as they made eye contact.

The cop turned his head back to face his windshield, then started his engine. Not giving Kim another look, he then put on his seatbelt and drove off. She watched him drive off as she made a strange expression with her face. Continuing to stare, she noticed his back windshield was starting to fog up.

He had to have been sitting there for a while. She thought as she continued to watch him turn out of sight curiously.

Thrown out of her gaze, she finally heard the door fly open behind her, startling her. Outstepped Ron Stoppable, as he saw her jump and quickly turn around.

"Sorry, KP. Barkin wouldn't stop screaming about how we're gonna 'slay playoffs'.", he said as he made quite marks with his fingers, "Are you okay?" He cut himself off as he noticed how startled Kim was. "Yeah, just some weird cop gave me the chills." She answered, as she zipped up the jacket. "Anyway, you hungry? I'm sure Middleton's star Runningback is starving by now." She quickly shook off the spooky cop and now had her trademark smile.

"Oh I was afraid you'd never ask. I just wish Rufus was here to see our game. He would have fanboyed over me." Ron rubbed his stomach with one hand, the other draping his bag over his shoulder.

"I'm sure he wishes he got to see it too, Ron. But even pet best friends need a vacation. I bet he's been thinking about you the entire time he's been in Hawaii." Kim smiled to give him reassurance.

"Bueno Nacho?" He asked, hoping for a yes. "I knew you were going to ask." Kim grinned but secretly rolled her eyes. "Why don't we try something a little bit different tonight?" She then tried to persuade him, as they both walked off towards Kim's car. "On Friday night football? But Kim it's out tradition!" Ron started to protest for his favorite fast food.

"So is going after school. And going on dates. And going again on Ron night." Kim counted her fingertips as she informed the wild teen.

"What I'm trying to say is maybe we can just try something else for once. Like a movie, or laser tag, or an actual restaurant." Kim hinted with a slight nod. "Laser tag? That's a new one." Ron responded to the strange request.

"Well I'm just spitballing here. And honestly, I'd really like to try something different tonight." She finally admitted, as they reached the parking lot.

"Wait just a second. Are you basically telling me that our dates are getting... boring?" Ron stopped in front of the car, and finally stood facing her. She only replied with a nervous smile.

"Well... I guess we can give something else a try." He finally gave in to her temptation as she unlocked the car. He opened the back passenger door and tossed his athletic bag in the back seat. As Kim started up the car, she quickly flicked on the heater. When she and Ron shut the car doors they felt the instant relief or warmth.

"You do know this is gonna fog up the windows right?" Ron mocked her, as he wrapped his seatbelt around him.

"Well... it's not like they weren't gonna fog up from something else anyway." Kim smirked, as she looked at her sweetheart. "KP, I don't think the seat heaters are strong enough to fog up the entire car." Ron rolled his eyes, completely oblivious to Kim's suggestion.

Kim just stared at him in awe, unable to believe he didn't catch her hint.

"What?" He questioned as he looked back at her. "Never mind. Let's run to my place real fast so we can get changed." She said, almost disappointed.

"Wait... did you mean—

"Make out. I meant make out Ron." Kim said with a blank look, as she backed the car out and drove down the road.

"Oh... ah man! I can't believe I just passed that up!" He complained loudly as he smacked himself on the forehead. "Oh relax. Like I said, let's run by my place so we can get changed." She smirked, then leaned towards Ron with a persuasive wink.

Now that one, he understood.