Ron
Why is Kim acting like she has a moodulator on, when I can't even find one? And what's more, she's not going through the emotions like last time. How do I know this? I am currently up against the wall of the plane, trying to avoid her advances.
"K.P, snap out of it. Your not acting like you." I say, rolling out of her path. It dosen't help me though, as she follows my lead, keeping me between the wall and her.
"But Ronnie, I just want to cuddle." She pouts, giving me her puppy dog face. Ah, why does she have to do that?! She knows I can't resist.
Meh, fine. But ONLY cuddles." I put heavy emphasis on the word "only" as I sit down. She pouts more, but comes over and sits besides me, placing her head on my shoulder. I have to admit, it feels...right. Sure, I've thought about taking that next step, but I'm scared of what it'll do to our friendship. And I'd hate to lose Kim.
"Hey Ron, I have a favor to ask." Kim says, her voice heavy with...something.
"Please hold onto that thought Kim. We're almost ready to jump." I say, standing up to my parachute. Kim stands up too, but follows me instead of getting her parachute on.
"Maybe we can share one? I don't want to do it alone this time." She pouts, clinging to my arm. Seriously, what is wrong with my K.P?
Ann Possible
"Morning, Doctor Possible." I greet my husband, pouring a cup of coffee. I finally requested a three week vacation and I'm going to enjoy it.
"And same to you, my love." James replies, avoiding his usual morning response.
"Good answer. I just saw the boys to the bus. Where's Kim?" I ask, taking a sip. Before James can open his mouth, we both hear what sounds like Ronald screaming.
"Ann, lets take this into the other room." James suggests, standing up and moving towards the living room.
"Good idea." I agree, following his example. We just step into the living room when we hear loud crashes.
"OW! KIM! BACK! YOU! ON!" We hear Ron shout. I hold back a laugh as I peer into the kitchen and gasp.
"What is it honey?" James asks, trying to see around me.
"James, either go watch sports, or if I let you see, do not explode." James looks at me a second before sitting in his chair.
"Let me know what happens." Girls, try to get a man like James. Less fighting that way. I take in a deep breath before entering.
"Kimberly, get off of him right NOW!" I demand, using my mom voice. I'm shocked when she starts giggling.
"I can't mom. I tied us together before we jumped." Why is her voice heavy with love? Is this another moodulator episode?
"Ron, is she connected to anything I should know about?" I ask, looking for a pair of sicssors.
"Only me mom. Hehe." I'm so surprised at my daughters response that I drop the sicssors dangerously close to my foot.
"Kimberly Ann, that WILL be enough from you, young lady! Ron, answer me before I get James." I hear him gulp before responding.
"Not that I could see Mrs. P. Its really weird." I let out a sigh as I cut them free. Ron stands up and quickly hides behind me.
"Mom won't be able to help you Ron. Come on, just one kiss?" I can't believe what I'm hearing! So much for a day off.
"Ronald, in my office is my medical bag. Don't worry, I have Kim." I hope he won't
catch onto my bluff. I'm a Neurosurgen after all, not a crime fighter.
"Right. Stay here, be right back." He should have wished me luck.
"Stay put Kim, he'll be right back." I tell her as she starts to follow him. I'm actually surprised that she stops.
"Promise?" She asks, her voice now on the verge of crying.
"Promise." I assure, slowly making my towards her. She closes the distance and gets me in a hug.
"Mom, why do men play hard to get?" She asks, giving me her pouty face.
"Nice try sweetie, but it won't work." Not the best thing I could have said, but at least she's still in the kitchen.
"Here you go Dr. P." Sorry for this Ronald.
"Here he is Kim!" I say, putting as much fake joy in as I can while I take my bag from him.
"Um, what? AAHH!" He screams as Kim flies into him, knocking him off his feet.
"Ron, baby, what took you so long? I missed you so much!" Kim exlaims, traping Ron in an inescapable bear hug.
"Say something, please Ron." I think as I get the seditive ready.
"Hehe, your mom has a big office." Prefect.
"Ron, don't move." I say, coming to Kimmie's left arm, swiping it with a alcohol wipe.
"Yeah Ron, don't...OW! MOM! SO...Not...cool." Thats it, don't fight it baby girl. Within a minute, she's sleeping like when she was four. I turn to look at Ron.
"Ronald, what is going on?"
Chapter two is now officially ready, with spelling and punctuation corrections. Not lying, still really scared on how I'm writing this. But, as they say, onward and upward. Chapter three will be from Drakken's point of view. RR!!
