We Didn't Do Anything!
Chapter 2: The Next Morning
Disclaimer: none of these characters are mine... :( -angry man
Kim woke up and stretched her arms wide, yawning loudly. She placed Pandaroo on a shelf above her headboard, then jumped out from under the covers. She ran down the stairs in her purple pajamas (lavender midriff-baring tank top with a green heart and a pair of violet sweatpants) and to the guest room. She quietly snuck up to the bed, pulled off the sheets, and jumped onto the figure on the mattress.
He lay there under the bed covers, looking at the girl next to him. "You have fun?," he asked her as he stroked her hair.
"Yeah," she breathed.
They were both sweating, breathing heavily, smiling at each other.
The comforter was pulled up high to above their chests as they cuddled under them.
"Good. Good."
"Like you are?"
"At what, Kim?"
"At... video games." She kissed him on his freckled cheek.
Popcorn all over the bed, the covers were tossed off and a fully clothed Kim tackled a fully clothed Ron, giving him a large kiss on the lips.
This is a dream, isn't it?, Ron thought. He opened his eyes... to see his girlfriend on top of him, lips smothering his own. You know... This isn't such a bad wake-up call...
Kim finally broke off.
"Good mooooorrrrrrrning, Middletoooon!," Ron exclaimed, imitating radio announcers. "There's going to be clear skies and a slight chance of hot. HOT... HOT!!!!!"
Kim smirked at her boyfriend, rolling both off of him and her eyes. "And what kind of 'hot' might that be?"
"KP style Diablo sauce hot," Ron said, a goofy grin on his face.
Kim giggled softly. "Thanks for playing, Ron Stoppable! You earn..." His reward? A soul-searing, toe-curling, KP-style-Diablo-sauce-hot kiss on the lips.
A pair of footsteps --growing louder and louder by the second-- went unnoticed by the two teens.
"Morning, Ronald. I-- Ronald Stoppable!," James Possible shouted, realizing the positions of his daughter and her soon-to-be-hurtling-towards-a-black-hole-in-a-deep-space-prototype boyfriend. "Oh, it would be so much more effective if you had a middle name. Like...," he mumbled under his breath. "Kimberly Ann Possible!"
Kim jumped off of Ron and into a standing position next to the bed. She bit her lip and wrung her hands behind her back.
Ron laid there in shock.
"You two are in soooo much trouble when I tell your mothers about this...," James said two the teens. He left mumbling something about vectors, the weight of an average teenage boy, and how far the nearest black hole was.
When the trouble he was in finally registered in his brain, Ron slowly reached for a stray pillow and smacked it on top of his face.
Yeah. A little short, but... not as short as the last chapter... Please review! Since this was back by popular demand, I expect at least two reviews (not a lot, people, but i'm fine with it...). Don't forget! Tnt-tnt! Ahhh. You won't forget. See you later! babbitrulez, out!