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~ Gluttonous Delight ~

Her eyes immediately scanned the words etched on the very first page…

Log Date 1 – Why did I get this?

Ok here I am writing in this dia– I mean journal! Yea journal the manly diary. I yelled to my buddy Rufus. All he did was shake his head like I did something stupid…Hmph what did he know this is going to be badical just you wait…Argh this is hopeless! Why did I even get one of these what's so great about them. Sigh what am I suppose to write about? My feelings ugh that's never going to happen. My thoughts? Ehh no…My stomach rumbled I was hungry I looked over to Rufus with him gagging for food. Yup we were both starveling. Man at that moment all I could think about was a Naco…Naco! That's perfect I'll write about that!

Ah yes the Naco half taco and half nacho my ingenious creation. Mmm I can already picture it all covered in delicious cheesy goodness and topped with a layer of sour cream. And with the side order of a chimmerto gosh thinking about makes my mouth water. I ask Rufus if he wants to go to Bueno Nacho you couldn't stop the little guy from running into my pocket.

Mmm Naco! =)

Sorry I cut off there just got back from Bueno Nacho with a Grande size Naco to go. What? I couldn't help myself! Rufus is looking at me all excited ready to eat. Well I best be off Nacos don't eat themselves. At least I hope they don't that wouldn't be bueno at all.

Log Date 1 – End.

With her curiosity tweaked Kim decided to continue on reading Ron's journal turning the page with some anticipation and a small smile. She found his writing style humors and unknowingly found herself needing more. Wanting to read more she quickly scanned the next page wondering what her blonde best friend wrote this time, she held his journal more firmly not wanting to lose sight of the book.

What she found on the next page was a crudely drawn picture of a…couch potato?

Log Date 2 – Coming Back…

Ok so it's been a few days and so here I am back again writing in this diary. I mean journal! Journal yes that's what I meant. Huff this is going to take some time to getting use to that's for sure. I turn to Rufus again. Maybe he could help a bit. Nope. My so called little buddy was busy playing some computer game Everloot or Everylot or something I don't know. Computer games aren't my thing. Me I'm an old fashion sitting on the couch potato video game playing type of guy…Wait did I just call myself a couch potato? Scratch that!

…Bored…What now?

Should I write about now my day? Why not? Ok I'll give it a shot. Um breakfast, school, detention, mission, and Bueno Nacho. That sums my day pretty much. Did I miss anything? I once again turn to Rufus, but he still wasn't paying any attention at all. You think he would be into helping me figure what to write in this diar– journal, but nooooo. Stubborn mole rat you think after buying him a grande size Naco he'll be a little more appreciative…Booyah I just used appreciative in a sentence err yea that sounds right…Does it? Who cares? Booyah!

Log Date 2 – End.

The auburn girl rolled her eyes playfully reading Ron's usage of the word appreciative. She blankly remembered Ron using every opportunity to use that word one random day at school. Kim never figured why he was so persistent and when she asked him he shrugged it off saying 'I have no idea what you're talking about KP.' And just like an unconfirmed rumor at Club Banana sale she believed it. Well now 'KP' knew the real reason why. Still she wondered why Ron couldn't just come out and tell her he wrote it in his diary.

Not thinking to hard she shrugged turning the page to find some pictures of decent drawn cargo pants on the corners of the page. Some blue, some green, and others khakis. Interested with her brows arched, she peered on, venturing deeper into her best friends amusing thoughts.

Log Date 3 – It happened again!

It happened again! My pants they fell off twice in one day! Normally one time a day is fine, but twice?! Someone out there has to have a voodoo doll of me out there somewhere. Rufus looks at me funny…What it could happen!

First time was during a mission against Drakken and Shego. They tried to take over the world using the moon. I had no idea how they planned to do that probably something to do with cheese or something arg I'm getting off track back to the pants problem. Like I said they fell off during the mission. It wasn't so bad until all the Drakken's lackeys started laughing at me. Grr if only they knew how hard it was to wear baggy pants. I wanted to yell at them but with their scary looking staffs with I hightailed it out of there barely putting my pants back on. I pressed the first button I saw on the way out. And once again my dumb skill comes through! Booyah self destruct button on the first try! Life couldn't get any better!

And boy how wrong I was…everything went downhill from there.

My pants fell off again only this time somewhere more non-bueno. The girls cheer practice! They all laughed giggled chuckled whatever the right word was! The point is they all laughed at me. Even Kim couldn't put on a brave face. Oh sure she tried very hard not to smile, but I saw the giggling butterflies in her mouth as she covered her face with her pom-poms. Giggling butterflies? Do those exist? I ask Rufus he shrugs at me.

Only one way to find out! To the internet! Later!

Log Date 3 – End.

She held the book out as her head fell onto her pillow with laughter escaping her. Kim tried very hard to hold back her voice not wanting to wake her sleeping family. The auburn girl always tried to not to laugh whenever Ron's pants fell or even when the mere mention of an incident was relived. The idea was relatively easy on missions, but at school it was all fair game.

Kim couldn't recount all the times when Ron had misfortunate wardrobe malfunction. But one thing she was certain she remembered was her best friend's words whenever they did fell, 'Aww man.' She wouldn't tell Ron this but she was glad when they did fall sometimes those moments were a great pick me up for her after a stressful day of missions and school. Sitting back up on her bed Kim giggles washed down after reading Ron's first couple log entries. She found her best friend's writing to be very comical and the sitches funny, "This is funny I could get use to reading this. Ron writes pretty funny stuff in his diary."

In a great mood she turned the page expecting more humor, but what she got…

Log Date 4 – Ok so I wrote about my feelings…so sue me.

Yea yea call me a liar. I know I said I wasn't going to talk about my feelings and stuff, but I heard it helps to write them down. So I thought why not? Besides I could use some positive mojo right about now. What happened you ask? Easy just another day of being me Ron Stoppable the loser.

Normally I'm use to it. The name calling, the constant harassment from Bonnie, or even Miss Hatchet's blaming me for taking her books. Books what good are they anyways? Give me TV any day. Uh getting off track back to my issues. Like I said it was just like any normal day until Mr. Barkin's class. All I did was drop my pencil and SLAM, Mr. B gave me detention without even a chance to defend myself. That totally tanked! Oh but that was just the beginning on my way to detention those D-Hall bullies demanded I give them my lunch funny. I was already late for detention what choice did I have. And to top off my day Mr. B decided to extend my detention by another hour because I sneezed.

Mr. Barkin so has it out to get me I just know it!

Today felt like someone hit me good in the stomach. I felt horrible and all I wanted to do was go home and lie on my bed, but luck would have it…A mission came up. Another mission where the bad guys don't remember my name and another mission where I didn't receive any credit at all. I helped stopped the bad guys I'm the one who destroyed the lair doesn't that count for something? Apparently to the news crews it doesn't. Like I said I'm use to it, but sometimes it just hurts you know never being acknowledge.

At least I do feel better writing all this. I guess having a diary won't be so bad...

Log Date 4 – End.

Slowly the auburn girl's smile faded with each word she had read. She never knew Ron felt that way before ever. Kim knew about the name forgetting but figured Ron easily shrugged that off. However this whole other side she never knew about him made a stingy feeling dwell deep in her. And she didn't like it, "Why hadn't Ron ever told me this is how he felt?" She wondered, "He could have told me I could've helped. He didn't need to hide his feelings in his diary. Doesn't Ron trust me?" She added, asking herself hurt in the inside.

Holding Ron's diary the auburn girl questioned why her blonde best friend couldn't just tell her? Why instead did he write it all away in his diary- Ron's diary.

Clutching the book arms length the auburn girl slowly realized why Ron couldn't trust her. She just invaded his privacy. Something she knew her best friend wouldn't ever do to her. She lowered the book with her shoulders falling, she felt unbelievably guilty with a look of sadness in her eyes, "What have I done? Why should he trust me? I just proved to be a horrible best friend! Oh god how could I?" Tears threatened to trail off Kim hitting words etched on the page. She gritted her teeth trying to keep her composure but failed.

Tossing the book across her bed the teen hero dropped her head groaning withholding back a flood of tears, "I'm a horrible, horrible 'sniff' person. I betrayed my best friends trust." She wiped a few droplets from between her eyes before reaching for the book, "I have to tell him I'm sorry. I have to tell him the truth. I have to tell him…" Upon grabbing the body Kim's eyes trailed off reading the title of the random page that landed open when she threw the book.

Reading the title she stopped her sentence only interested on the title…

Log Date 14 – Tara King…

Ok if you think I'm crazy for thinking Tara is beyond beautiful then lock me up immediately! Ah Tara is one of the nicest girls I've ever met. Always funny and outgoing she beams happiness wherever she goes. The way her sky blue eyes seem to embrace my very inner being just drives me crazy, her laugh sounds like a harmony out of a wonderful dream, and her smile- breathtaking... Just hearing her talk makes me feel all warm inside.

Tara King she is just simply...amazing.

Log Date 14 – End.

Kim's watery eyes had slowly cooled as she re-read each word Ron wrote about Tara, her cheer squad member. The way Ron described her made Kim feel an unusual emotion release deep inside her. Jealously- Was Kim jealous, "No Kim you are so not jellin over how he writes about Tara." She reassured herself, "Ron probably writes about all the girls he meets like that. I'm pretty sure he wrote about me in here somewhere probably in the first couple of pages before he wrote about Tara."

Kim quickly traced the previous logs looking for something on her. Each page she scanned through had very little about her if anything at all. Reaching the Log Date 14 again Kim realized she was hardly mentioned anywhere in his first couple of Log entries. A few best friends here and there with the brief mention of KP also, but Tara? Tare got an entire page for herself!

Feeling a smidge tweaked Kim closed the diary holding back an envious glare, "Ok calm down Kim I'm pretty sure Ron mentioned you somewhere in here. So he talked about Tara first so not the drama. My turns up next I bet!" She was about to reopen the book already forgetting about her earlier outburst about being a horrible best friend when a yawn escaped her, " I'm tired…" She looked at the book, "I guess I'll look for it tomorrow?"

Placing the book underneath her pillow Kim let her head rest on her pillow preparing the task of falling asleep. Every time she tried to sleep it took a good half hour before peaceful slumber finally claimed her, but this time she could feel her eyelids exceptionally heavier today. Why Kim couldn't figure? Maybe it had something to do with the familiar yet unfamiliar scent she smelled. She found the scent extremely relaxing and sat up looking for it. Looking around Kim didn't see anything odd in her room. Deciding it was nothing she shrugged it off before falling again on her pillow falling asleep within moments and overall forgetting she still wore Ron's red jersey.

A/N: I'm finding it really fun to write this story! I hope your finding it fun to read.

By the way I need to know now. Do you readers prefer I update this story every week until it's finished or I update my stories by 'Random'?