Sorry this next chapter is so short. There's more to come soon. I noticed in my other chapters I forgot to do the whole Kim Possible and friends belongs to Disney, so Kim Possible and friends belong to Disney! I'd also like to give a special thanks to KimStoppable, xStarsandHeartsx, and CajunBear73 for their helpful reviews!

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"How'd it go with Brad?" Felix asked Ron in the hall after school. Ron had briefed him in on everything that had happened and Felix was just as tweaked as Ron was about Brad.

"Could've been better. He just talked about how he didn't want guys to take advantage of her and was just trying to protect her," Ron explained.

"But that's what we're here for. We don't need him!" Felix exclaimed.

"That's what I said! Not to mention Kim can kinda take care of herself," Ron agreed.

"You got that right," Brick agreed, coming up behind them. "Are you guys talking about Brad?"

"Yeah," Felix said. He proceeded to tell Brick all that Ron had told him.

"So keep an eye on pretty boy. I don't have every class with Kim and I want to be sure he doesn't try anything tricky while I'm not there," Ron told them.

"Of course," Brick and Felix said in unison.

"Of course what?" Kim asked, walking up from behind them and hooking her arm through Ron's.

"Of course…um…they did their homework," Ron hastily explained, "I asked them if they got it done and they said of course."

Brick and Felix nodded their heads in agreement.

"Oh," Kim said, "Well I've got cheerleading practice. Meet me in the gym when football practice is over, okay Ron?"

"Sounds badical KP," he said, "Love you."

"Love you too," she replied, giving him a quick kiss before she hurried off.

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There was five minutes left of cheerleading practice and Kim was really anxious to go meet Ron. She'd hardly got to talk to him all day, and she hated being away from him for more than a few hours. She felt the absence of his presence deep in her heart.

"Okay, great job today girls!" Kim said, smiling. She'd worked them very hard and they'd kept up really well. She was extremely proud of her squad, "Let's wrap it up a few minutes early. I can tell you're all tired."

The girls sighed gratefully. All except one that is.

"Uhh, K?" Bonnie said, strutting forward, "There's still five minutes left of practice you know."

"I know B," Kim said, "I figured the squad could go in a few minutes early considering we all worked really hard today."

"Well, some of us did anyway," Bonnie said loudly, eyeing Hope and Tara, "and the others couldn't stop giggling and gossiping throughout the whole practice."

Hope and Tara, eyes downcast, let their shoulders drop dejectedly.

"No, we all worked hard and we all deserve to go in a few minutes early. I don't need you putting down my squad, Bonnie," Kim said, anger beginning to creep into her voice, "Like you're one to talk anyway, always yapping away on your cell phone!"

Some of the girls had begun to circle around the two, having already sensed the Possible temper threatening to reach breaking point.

"Can I help it that I have a life and all you have is that loser boyfriend of yours?" Bonnie asked Kim disgustedly.

"Bonnie, he is not a loser! And I'm so sick and tired of you calling him that! You're so caught up in the food chain that you wouldn't recognize a great guy if he bit you in the butt! You're this close to pushing me over the edge, Bonnie, and trust me, you don't want to go there!" Kim growled, holding her thumb and forefinger about a centimeter apart.

"That's probably why you're so anxious to get of here, isn't it?" Bonnie asked smugly, ignoring Kim's threat, "You wanna go make sure no big bad football players are beating up the loser?"

"I told you to quit calling him that!" Kim shouted, taking a step forward as Bonnie involuntarily took a step back, "And Ron can take care of himself!"

By now the whole cheerleading squad was circled around them, eager to see which would win the verbal battle.

"Oh please K. You think just because he muscled up a bit he can take care of himself?" Bonnie laughed, "It's a wonder he isn't dead yet after all the times he's messed up on your stupid missions. Lord knows, the world would be a much better place if he was."

Kim screamed. "Bonnie, you stuck-up little slut! How could you even say such a nasty thing? Ron's never done a thing to you and all you can do is put him down trying to be queen bitch of the high school! Ron's a great guy and he doesn't deserve that from anyone! Why don't you go find somebody to spread you're legs for and leave me and Ron the hell alone?!"

"You did not just call me a slut, you flat-chested bitch!" Bonnie snarled. Without thinking about the fact that Kim was highly skilled in sixteen styles of kung-fu, Bonnie lunged at her, aiming to rip her beautiful red hair right out of her head. Using all of the cheerleading and ballet skills she'd ever learned, Bonnie threw all of her weight into the hardest punch she'd ever thrown in her life. Kim easily caught it with a swiftness and grace that nobody would have ever thought possible. She grabbed Bonnie's arm, using her momentum against her, and threw her over her shoulder, into the nearest wall as easily as though Bonnie were nothing more than an oversized pillow.

Hope and Tara stared in awe. They knew Kim was a good fighter, but they'd never actually seen her fight up close before. It was a truly amazing sight, almost like watching a graceful dancer on the dance floor instead of a teen hero fighting a high school bully.

"Come on Bon-Bon," Kim taunted, "If you're going to throw a punch at least give me one that's a little bit of a challenge!"

Even though she was sore all over, Bonnie threw herself up ready to attack again. She ran towards Kim, except this time instead of throwing all of her weight into one punch, she would throw a punch, a kick, another punch, a leg sweep, a high kick, a low kick, a chest punch…the attack was never ending. She put everything she had into her fists and feet, but Kim dodged and blocked all her attacks as easily as though she were batting away a pesky fly. This only made Bonnie madder which made her throw harder and harder punches, never even coming close to hitting her target.

Kim was getting bored. This wasn't even a little challenging. She was wasting time she could be spending with Ron. After a full five minutes of the one sided fight, Kim decided to end it. When Bonnie threw a punch at her, she did an easy triple flip over her head, landing in a crouch. Bonnie turned around, expecting an attack, but Kim was just standing there. Bonnie rushed at her again while Kim continued to stand there. At the last possible second she pulled back and stuck her foot out.

Bonnie went down like a ton of bricks, landing on her face. Kim bent down, stuck her knee into the small of Bonnie's back, and pinned her arms down to her sides as she bent low over her to whisper menacingly in her ear, "Not so tough now, are we Bonnie? I beat you pretty bad. Humiliating isn't it? And I never even threw a punch the whole time. So let's get one thing straight. Make fun of me all you want, but the second you diss my Ron, I will beat your ass so badly, you're not gonna even be able to sit down without having to strap pillows to it!"

She could feel her temper rising, threatening to break loose and lose control. She wanted nothing more than to wail on Bonnie. She could too. It would be so easy to knock the slut out, to cause her so much pain she'd never say a mean thing to anyone ever again. Her voice rose as she worked herself into even more of a temper, "I swear I'll…."

Her voice trailed off as she felt two reassuring warm hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see Ron standing over her with a worried look on his face. She knew how it must look to him. Here she was, pinning down Bonnie who was sweating and breathing very hard, fear in her eyes while she hadn't even broken a sweat.

"KP, Tara and Hope came to find me. They told me everything that happened. I know how bad you want to beat up Bon-Bon right now, but is it really worth it? From what I just saw, you beat her pretty badly without even throwing a punch," Ron said, eyes full of love and concern.

Kim thought for a moment as she let her anger slowly recede and realized that Ron was absolutely right.

"Oh Ron, you're right. She's not worth it," Kim whispered. She got off Bonnie, and stared at the floor dejectedly. As her anger faded, it was quickly replaced with sadness and the overwhelming urge to cry.

Ron, noticing this, came up and wrapped his arms around her in a tight warm hug. She immediately latched herself onto him. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, clinging to him as she let the tears come full force. He slowly and gently led her to their car. Luckily, there was hardly anyone there since it'd been about two hours since school had ended.

Once they were safely inside the car, he scooped her up and gently placed her on his lap. Her head automatically went to his chest and he began stroking her soft hair. She let her tears run freely down her face as she sobbed into him.

"Shhhhh….It's ok KP. I'm here," Ron gently soothed her as he let her tears run their course. It broke his heart to hear her cry and he wanted nothing more than to kiss her tears away, but he knew she needed this. So he just held onto her, providing as much comfort as he possibly could. He was the only one she ever let see this side of her and he knew it. She was always miss independent in front of everyone else, but deep down she needed love and approval just like everybody else. He still wasn't quite sure what had happened since Tara and Hope hadn't really given him any details. They just told him that Bonnie was taunting Kim, and Kim was getting really angry. Knowing Kim's temper very well, he'd immediately rushed to stop her from doing something she would later regret.

"How much did you see?" Kim finally whispered after she'd calmed down.

"I came in right as you stepped back and tripped Bonnie," Ron answered, trying not to smile.

"So you heard everything we said?," Kim asked. Ron just nodded, "What I did was so not me. That's not how a teen hero is supposed to act. I even cussed! And I called Bonnie a stuck-up slut!"

"Okay, I really wish I'd been there to see that part," Ron admitted, grinning, "So what exactly did happen?"

Kim then told him absolutely everything that she and Bonnie had said and done. When she finally finished, she let out a sigh and rested her head on his chest again.

"Well it sounds to me like it wasn't your fault at all. I mean all you did was defend yourself. You even let Bonnie throw in a ton of punches without giving her hardly any payback! If you ask me, you're as innocent as a saint," Ron said, once she told him everything. He was actually extremely proud of her and how she'd handled the sitch. He knew how annoying Bonnie could be and how hot-headed Kim could get. He was also positively glowing inside from the fact that she had done it all because she was defending him against Bonnie!

"I guess," she said, smiling a little. Ron always made her feel better, but there was something still bothering her, "Ron? Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, KP. Anything."

"If there was one thing about me you could change, physically, what would it be?" she lifted her head off of his shoulder to look into his eyes.

"What do you mean? I wouldn't change a thing about you. You're beautiful just the way you are and I wouldn't have you any other way," Ron answered, kind of confused.

"Ron, that's ferociously sweet, but you do realize that you've gotten kind of hot, don't you? And that other girls are taking an interest in you?," Kim asked desperately.

"Ummm…to be honest, no. But so what? I've got eyes for only one girl, and her name's Kim Possible," Ron replied.

"Ron, you say that now, but what happens when some hot babe like Yori or Bonnie comes batting her eyelashes at you? I'm not that pretty and maybe you'll see me standing next to one of them and be like, 'What did I ever see in Kim? She's way prettier and she can cook and she's got boobs twice as big'," Kim let all of her insecurities bubble to the surface and spill out in a rush.

Ron just stared at her incredulously for a few seconds. He couldn't believe she was actually self conscious. He still considered himself extremely lucky to be her boyfriend. He finally answered her, "Okay, Kim, first of all, I would never, ever just leave you, especially for someone like Bonnie. I've known you since Pre-K. That's like, what, 14 years? You think I'm just gonna let 14 years wash down the drain because I see another pretty face? Second of all, I wouldn't care if you looked like the lunch lady, I'd still love you just as much as I do now. Third of all, Kim I don't care that you can't cook. We can't all be good at everything, even you, Kim Possible. Besides that just reinforces my belief that we were made for each other. You can't cook, I can. I couldn't do a one handed triple back flip to save my life, you can. The list goes on and on. We complete each other…And last, how could you possibly think that you're not absolutely beautiful!!!!????" Ron exclaimed.

"Ron," Kim said tears once again coming to her eyes, "How can you think I'm pretty, when I'm standing next to Bonnie with her D-cups or Yori with her exotic Japanese look and D-cups…"

"Kim, I don't want a freaking playboy bunny for a girlfriend! I want you!" Ron interrupted, "You're Kim Possible, you can do anything! You fear nothing! So lets get to the bottom of these insecurities of yours. There's absolutely nothing wrong with a B-cup, KP! In fact, I prefer it. Yes, Bonnie does beat you in that one thing, but you've got her hands down on everything else! We'll start from the top and work our way to the bottom. Hair: you've got gorgeous long soft red hair that smells like strawberries. Bonnie's got plain brown hair, that's cut into the latest style but nothing special otherwise. Eyes: There's absolutely no contest there. You've got beautiful big green eyes that make emeralds look pale while Bonnie's eyes are the color of murky pond water. Lips: well I don't actually know what Bonnie's lips taste like, but I do know that nothing can beat yours. As for the rest of your body, you're just right. You're not stick skinny and anorexic yet you're still thin, and you've got muscles in all the right places yet you're the farthest thing from manly looking there is! You've got the tightest, roundest, cutest butt in the country, probably in the world! You've got long, shapely legs that are to die for, and cute little feet that are extremely fun to tickle. You're captain of the cheerleading squad, not Bonnie, the director of the prom committee, not Bonnie, and student council president, not Bonnie. Not to mention you save the world on a daily basis. Without you, Bonnie wouldn't even be alive to taunt you. No one would be. Everyone has you to thank for the fact that they're even able to enjoy life. Kim, you're the most beautiful, nicest, bravest, smartest girl in the school! How could you possibly think you don't measure up to BONNIE?"

Kim sat in shocked silence for a moment, before throwing her arms around Ron and squeezing the life out of him.

"Ron you are the sweetest boyfriend in the world! How in the heck did you, in the space of ten minutes, make me go from feeling like a worthless peace of crap to the most loved person in the word? Oh my god, Ron! You're honestly the only person I know who knows exactly what to say to make me feel better! I love you so much it hurts sometimes," she confessed before turning in his lap to kiss him passionately.

There's no need to mention that they stayed in that car for a good half hour before they finally headed home.