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MC 2
Chapter 2
PWJ
Kim paced the deck next to the pool where the rest of the cheer squad was frolicking and splashing in the water. She worriedly rubbed her oh so slightly swollen belly again through the one-piece, blue with yellow thunderbolts swimsuit for a few seconds before she was brought out of her deep thoughts.
"K, are you coming in or what?" Bonnie yelled as she climbed on to the diving board. Her skimpy two piece, teal hued lamé bikini sparkled in the outdoor floodlights reflecting off the pool. "This is your Bachelorette party and right now you're the death of it!" Bonnie performed a perfect jackknife with very little splash and surfaced at the edge of the pool next to the auburn-haired girl. "What's your damage K?" Bonnie splashed a big wave of water at Kim with her arm before she readjusted her top which had slipped to the side exposing her upper naughty bits.
"Bonnie!" Kim squealed and quickly backpedaled away from the wave of water, "don't do that!"
"Don't do what, flash my tits at you or splash?" The teal-eyed brunette grabbed the bra top with both hands, lifted the cups for all of five seconds and stuck out her tongue before she replaced the material over her breasts. Getting no reaction from the flash of flesh Bonnie kicked up, twisted her body to sit on the edge of the pool and patted the area next to her. She sighed, "Come on, sit down and talk to me. Tell Auntie B what's wrong."
"Bonnie, it's nothing major," Kim exhaled as she took a single step toward the pool and stopped. "It's just... ooooh I don't know. I guess I don't like being the center of attention with this party and all."
"You?" Bonnie laughed, rolled over onto her stomach to lay half way out of the pool so she could talk with Kim and leisurely swim-kick her legs in the water. "You don't like being the center of attention? Kim Possible, you're always the center of attention! You strive to be the center of attention! You were head cheerleader and in charge of the yearbook, prom and numerous other committees in school and you still had time to save the world garnering tons of media attention. Why do all those things except to focus the spotlight on you?"
"Because those things needed to be done and I could do them," Kim said sternly to her new friend as she finally sat down on the edge of the pool next to Bonnie.
"And like I couldn't?" Bonnie muttered sarcastically, still not getting an rise out of Kim. She spotted Monique coming out of the house carrying a large tray of finger foods. "Monique!" Bonnie waved Kim's friend over and swiveled around to sit down.
"Thanks for letting me throw this party at your house Bonnie," Monique said as she set the tray down on the refreshment table and walked over to join them. "My parent's house is way too small for any kinda shindig with this many girls attending." She tested the water with a toe before tossing her extra large tee shirt aside revealing an immodest, two piece, jet black swimsuit. (Would that be a LBB, a Little Black Bikini?)
"You're welcome Monique," Bonnie waved it off, "but I'll need to do a whole lot more to atone for all I put K and Ron Ron through in school. Right now I have a question for you since you know Kim better than me. Something's going on with her and I can't put my finger on it. You wanna take a shot?"
Monique scanned Kim for all of one second before she sat down at the pools edge next to Bonnie and smugly smiled. "She's suffering from PWJ."
"What's PWJ?" Kim begged and leaned to one side then the other as she tried to look around Bonnie at Monique.
"You know, you're right!" Bonnie said as it dawned on her as she focused on the dark-skinned girl on her right with Kim behind her.
"PWJ?" Kim pondered quietly to herself and stared at the shimmering surface of the pool. "What would that stand for?"
"Yep," Monique chimed as her smile amped up a notch. "My cousin suffered from PWJ but her bout was only a day or two before."
"I've never met your cousin, Monique," Kim pleaded to her friend while trying to look around Bonnie again. "A day or two before what?"
"It does usually happen the day of or a few days prior to," Bonnie said to Monique completely ignoring the party's guest of honor. "I've never heard of a case of PWJ happening a whole week before the wedding."
"Aha!" Kim cried. "It has something to do with the wedding. W stands for wedding! But..."
"But it might not be Pre Wedding Jitters," Bonnie postulated. "When Ron came back from the future he said K conceived a son with him before he got zapped. This could be about her being pregnant."
"Pre wedding jitters," Kim groaned in realization as she slapped a hand to her forehead. "Of course!"
"Ron got zapped... to the future?" Monique said in shock. "I go on vacation with the folks for a few weeks and all heck breaks loose! What happened?"
"I am anxious about being pregnant," Kim offered and rubbed her stomach, mesmerized by the little waves in the pool created by the cheer squad's activity. "Especially since we just found out I might be pregnant with twins."
"Kim and Ron went after that Doctor Demental guy," Bonnie went on, "and Ron got hit by a Pan Dimensional something-or-other and was sent to the year 2073."
"It was a laser cannon loaded with the Pan Dimensional Vortex Inducer," Kim informed Monique, "and it was attached to an Atomic Clock."
"What happened while he was there?" Monique asked the teal-eyed brunette.
"And B, I keep telling you it's Professor Dementor," Kim playfully harshed as she splash a little water onto Bonnie's butt and legs.
"Well," Bonnie brushed off her legs absentmindedly, "Ron met all of our future selves and guess what!" she excitedly enthused and continued after only a beat, "I'm going to be President of the United States! For six terms!"
"Get out," Monique quickly denied in disbelief.
"Yep," Bonnie proudly chirped as she sat up straight and folded her arms across her puffed out chest. "President Bonnie Rockwaller!"
"It's true," Kim affirmed as she finally got up to speed with the conversation, "and you'll be a big time fashion designer Monique."
Monique leaned back onto the deck to see around Bonnie and squealed to her auburn-haired friend in delighted astonishment, "Get, OUT!"
"Yes, but I'm gonna be President!"
"And you'll be married to Felix whose a video game designer slash tycoon and you two will have a couple of kids," Kim added.
"GET, OUT!"
"Six Terms!"
"And Felix was out of his wheelchair and walking when Ron met him."
"GET, THE HELL, OUT!"
"COUNT EM, SIX!"
"And you just became pregnant again, when you're in your eighties!"
"PRESIDENT!"
"GIRLFRIEND GET OUTTA HERE!"
All three girls froze in place before they slowly turned around to see the whole squad anxiously huddled on the deck behind them.
"Uh... I didn't mean for you girls to get out of the pool," Monique sheepishly said and cringed.
"We didn't think so," red-headed Liz stated.
"We all want to hear about Ron's trip to the future," Marcella explained.
"Really?" Kim giggled and stood up. She walked over to the poolside tables and sat down as she spoke. "Well, here's how it all started. Ron and I got a call to take care of one of DNAmy's creatures in Los Angeles."
"We heard about that," Blond-haired Jessica said as everyone joined Kim at the tables and she pointed to the other brunette from the cheer squad. "Crystal and I were watching a movie on TV when they cut in with breaking news. They showed Ron riding on the back of that monstrosity."
"This aughta be good," Monique squealed in delight as she leaned back in her chair and grabbed a soda off the refreshment table. She leaned back in and roared with laughter when Kim told the group about Ron's scream when he got picked up by the huge Pandaroo. "Yep, that sounds like our Ron!"
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"...and that's what happened to us on our trip to L.A.," Kim said as she finished up her recap of the mission, his slightly bizarre side trip and their meeting with the old Native American on the way home. "But you should remember, some of the future events might not happen or get changed a little now that Ron is back with me in this time."
"And I'm gonna be President of the U.S. of A. for six terms!" Bonnie reiterated again holding up one hand with her fingers spread wide and her other hand with a single digit pointing to the night sky.
"We all got that Bonnie," Tara sighed, "the seventeenth time you told us."
"Since both you and Ron have Mystical Powers now," Hope begged, nodding her head eagerly and bouncing in her chair, "can you demonstrate some of them for us?" The rest of the girls chimed in that they all wanted to see a demonstration too.
"Only if you keep what you're about to see a secret," Kim said sternly to the group of girls sitting around the poolside tables. "I think the future me is right in wearing a mask to hide her identity. If anyone in the Villainous Community found out you know who The Coyote is, you could be in serious danger. I'll have to talk with Ron about hiding his identity too."
The girls all crossed their heart or raised a hand and solemnly swore they'd keep the secret no matter what.
An all to familiar voice came from the darkness beyond the pool. "Is this Bachelorette party just for your high school friends or can any of your female acquaintances join in?"
"Shego!" Kim growled and swiftly leapt and somersaulted over the tables to take up a Martial Arts stance between the green-skinned woman and the girls.
"Settle down Princess," Shego said with a casual wave of the hand as she strolled around the deep end of the pool and approached the group. "I'm just here for the party and to congratulate you on your upcoming wedding. I never thought you'd actually go through with marrying the Buffoon but it looks like it's really gonna happen."
"Ron is not a Buffoon," Kim harshed at her foe and constant thorn in her side, "and you're not invited to the wedding or this party!"
"You wound me Kimmie," Shego said in mock shock as she stopped short and crossed her arms. "I thought you would accept the truce offer that I'll personally enforce until after your honeymoon is over."
"Truce offer?" Kim warily asked as she eased out of her stance just a tad. "Why would you be offering me a truce?"
"Oh it's not just me Princess," the woman in the green and black catsuit said with a wry smile. "All of the members of the Villainous Community are going to delay any plans they have for now. Call it a kinda wedding present from us to you."
"I won't get tricked by your lies and the question still stands," Kim sternly said as she shifted her bare foot forward and snapped her hands into a defensive pose again. "Why!"
"Believe it or not, we all respect you Kimmie," Shego shrugged as she grabbed a cookie off the refreshment table and inspected it as she went on. "I mean Dr. D, Motor Ed, Dementor and the rest of us spend way too much time behind bars because of you and Stoppable. You two have earned a break from our chicanery." She took a bite of the cookie and her face lit up in delight. "Ummm, homemade!"
"I don't think we should let her stay," Tara spoke up to the group. "Not unless she brought her swimsuit and something to eat like the rest of us."
Shego let out with a long cackling laugh. "You really think so Blondie?"
"My name is Tara!" the blue-eyed blond snapped at the intruder.
"Whatever," Shego growled and shot her a viscous look that withered the blue-eyed blond who quickly ducked behind a few of the other girls. That brought a wicked, satisfied grin to the green and black clad woman.
The light green skinned Villainess kicked off her boots and pulled off her gloves exposing her black polished finger and toenails. "Never let it be said that I'm not prepared." Shego yanked the diagonal zipper across her chest and slunk out of her catsuit. Beneath it she wore a black Tanga twist top with the same color micro bikini bottom. "I didn't know I had to bring a towel or something to eat. What-da-ya-say, truce?"
"Well..." Kim pondered as she looked to the group of girls who all shrugged or meekly nodded. Kim turned back to the older female. "Okay, but no tricks or fighting!"
"Hey, I just got a manicure and I could use a day off from you ruining my nails while you try to kick my ass." Shego laughed as she went over to the diving board and performed a perfect back jackknife with no splash. The girls applauded when Shego surfaced.
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"So there we were wrestling in the mud bath when Ronnie landed on a cart that went flying across the deck and crashed into a table." Shego laughed. "The Buffoon skittered across the table clearing it off and then BAM, flew headlong into the sauna."
"Ron is not a Buffoon!" Kim harshed low to no one in particular for the fifth time as she stood at the back fringes of the attentive group with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
"Hey Princess, your sidekick/boy toy trips and stumbles his way through all of your missions," Shego sassed as she leaned back on the rear two legs of the deck chair. "You gotta admit that's some sorta buffoonery."
"You and Ron have never fought outright, have you?" Kim queried as a wry smirk flitted across her face.
"Nope," Shego admitted. "He wisely runs whenever I face off with him or his pants fall down and I'm laughing so hard I can't attack. He is fast on his feet."
"Well I got Ron a belt for our halfa-versary so he doesn't drop his drawers unless he wants to," Kim said as she casually walked between the girls and up to Shego's side. "I bet he can take you down now that he doesn't need to worry about that problem anymore."
Shego turned in her chair and the front legs slammed the deck. She stared at Kim for a few seconds before she let out a long loud laugh. When she finally caught her breath she said, "I very much doubt that Princess. I don't think you could take me on right now since you look like you're way out of shape. What happened? Is Ronnie's cooking getting to you?"
Kim looked down at the little pooch of a stomach showing and rubbed it gently. "Yeah, Ron is responsible." She faced her foe again. "But I still say you couldn't get close to me right now. I may have gains a pound or two because you haven't been causing trouble lately but I'm still better than you any day of the week."
"That sounds like a challenge," Shego said as her face brightened, got up and stood toe-to-toe with the auburn-haired girl. "What say we postpone the truce for like, ten or fifteen minutes and go a few rounds."
"I could stand a little workout right about now," Kim said as she led the way to the sparsely lit grassy area on the other side of the pool. She sassed, "What about you manicure?"
"Forget my manicure but, ah, wouldn't you like to get dressed if we're gonna fight?" Shego casually asked.
"Are you afraid of fighting in that thing you call a swimsuit," Kim queried, "or do you think I'll go all AC/DC on you and grope your tiny titties?"
"Listen A cup Annie," Shego growled loudly, "if you wanna cop a feel it's okay by me but what would your sweet, naive Ronnie-kins think of you then?"
"Let's just do this!" Kim harshed low but with an evil grin barely showing.
"Do you need some lights out there?" Bonnie yelled to the pair from the safety of the other side of the pool with the rest of the guests. "I can turn on a few of our golf course light for you."
"You got a private golf course in your backyard Queenie?" Shego snarked and turned to the group of girls as she tried to get into the right mindset for the fight.
"It's only a nine hole course," Bonnie answered back, "but it's made me a two handicap."
"Lights aren't necessary B," Kim growled aloud as she crouched and Powered up her Mystical Coyote Powers. Her normally emerald green eyes turned black as a raven at midnight with vaporous gray-blue flames around them that danced and licked at her eyebrows. She tugged the back of her bathing suit aside to allow her tail to emerge unimpeded which also exposed half of her butt in the process. Kim concentrated hard and the fiery flames extinguished from her eyes, a trick she learned from Ron and had been practicing. "I think it would be more interesting if we can play around in the shadows." She took two steps back into the inky blackness and virtually disappeared.
"Fine by me," Shego growled as she finally turned to her opponent and took a stance. She glanced around into the darkness and shouted, "Wait a minute! Where'd you go?"
Kim crouched low and started to circle her foe as she softly whispered, "I'm right here Shego. What's the matter, are you night blind?"
"I don't need to see in the dark," the green-skinned woman snickered as she ignited her hands in a blaze of plasma. "With my Plasma Powers I got my own night light."
"That's not going to help much," Kim hushed as she came in from the side and snap kicked Shego, sending her to the ground. Kim swiftly backed into the pitch black shadows of the golf course. Shego quickly stood and spun on her heels firing a plasma blast to where Kim had attacked from. "You missed," Kim hissed and continued stalking her prey like a wild canine. The auburn-haired girl smiled and bared her Coyote fangs as she taunted, "I can see you. Can't you see me?"
"No I can't!" Shego yelled at the darkness, her eyes darted about trying to hone in on Kim's soft voice that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. "What is this, some kinda ninja trick?"
"Nothing so pedestrian," Kim cooed. "Did you hear Monkey Fist bought the farm down in Brazil a few weeks ago?"
"Yeah I heard about that," Shego growled and spun to where she thought Kim's voice came from. "It was the same day you and the Buffoon took on DNAmy's Pandaroo creature out in Los Angeles. What does that have to do with our fight?"
With blinding speed, Kim leapt from a shadow and landed a flying, straight double leg kick to Shego's chest knocking her back ten feet as she yelled, "Ron's not a Buffoon and all of Fist's Powers got transferred to him!" Kim swiftly ducked back into the dark.
"So?" Shego hollered as she stood and rubbed her sore chest. She growled loudly as she fired off three quick green blasts into the darkness in random directions.
"So... Ron now has the full Mystical Monkey Powers," Kim said softly as she again circled to the right in the darkness. "On our way home we met an old Native American who gave me a gift; Mystical Coyote Powers."
"What?" Shego begged as she stood up out of her Martial Arts crouch and her plasma flames extinguished. "So you're a magical dog now?"
"I'm not a dog!" Kim harshed aloud before she caught herself and hissed, "Coyote." She swiftly changed directions and circled to the left. "I can hear, smell, taste and see better than any human. I'm also a lot faster and more agile than you could ever be." Kim let her eyes flame up as she casually stood, stepped from the shadows and slyly announced, "I think I have another trick or two for you also."
"Your eyes!" Shego marveled as she took a step back in shock. "And you got a tail!" The green-hued woman quickly reined in her astonishment as her hands lit up again. "It doesn't matter how fast you are, I can still hit a moving target!" Shego overhanded a plasma ball at Kim.
Kim squeezed her eyes shut tight and held her hands out to block the shot. Her gray-blue energy sphere swiftly surrounded her and the plasma ball bounced off the orb and ricocheted into the night sky. It exploded twenty yards above in a brilliant blast. The cheer squad oohed and aahed at the impromptu fireworks display.
Kim slowly lifted her legs into the Lotus Position in her sphere and floated over to Shego. A wicked little smile emerged as Kim opened her eyes and said, "You can't touch me now Shego and Ron has similar Powers so he can take you down too."
"We'll see about that," Shego growled as she launched herself at Kim. The enraged Villainess punched, scratched, kicked and clawed at the orb with plasma enshrouded hand for over a minute before she stepped back, panting heavily. "Damn, that's one tough shield you got there Kimmie. Maybe I'll just amp up my attack." Shego put her hands together at her hip and formed a plasma ball that grew and grew until it was the size of a beach ball.
"I would do that if I were you," Kim sang with a smirk.
"Scared Princess?" Shego growled as she shoved the plasma ball at Kim. The massive green energy ball exploded on contact with the sphere and the ensuing concussion knocked Shego backward twenty feet into the pool.
"I told you so," Kim smugly said as she levitated back to her feet and let the orb dissipate. She walked over to the pool.
The green Villainess surfaced gasping for air and swiftly shook out her raven mane. "Whoa! Is that how you feel after getting blasted by me all these years?"
"Probably," Kim laughed and offered a hand out of the water. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine," Shego said as she looked down at her hands, "but I chipped a nail on your damn shield, orb, sphere thingie!"
"Come on Shego," Kim said as she reached out further. "Let's sit down and I'll give you a little history lesson on the Mystic Powers."
Shego swam over and accepted the helpful hand out of the water. She took two steps toward the group of girls before she spun around, grabbed Kim by the waist and launched them both into the pool.
"Shego!" Kim howled as she surface. The rest of the gathered screamed with joy as they all jumped in to continue their wet fun.
"Ewww!" Shego shrieked and comically held her nose. "Wet dog hair smell!"
Kim playfully splashed water at Shego. "What can I say, Ron loves it!"
"Kim, something's been bothering me." Tara walked to the edge of the pool. "I have a question about your Powers."
"Yes Tara?" Kim said as she swam over to her blond friend and rested at the edge of the pool on folded arms.
"Well, Ron got Rufus because of his dad's allergies, right?" Tara questioned, looking a little more than perplexed.
"Yeah, so?"
"So... you both have fur now. Does that mean Mr. Stoppable is allergic to you and Ron when you use your Powers?"