Here's the next chapter of 'Bonnie, Books and Candles'. It was my entry for Mr. Dr. P.'s
'V-Daypalooza Eye Eye Eye: Breaking up isn't hard to do…' Where either Bon and Ron are a couple and breakup with Ron goes back to Kim or a Kim and Shego who breakup and Kim goes back to Ron.
Checkout the other entries they are fine work as well.
Even if the time for entries ended March 15, this thing has taken a life of its own. There will be a few more chapters before the wrap up.
I hoped you enjoyed the last chapter. Oh and thanks to Daccu65, CajunBear73, Acosta Perez Jose Ramiro, Sentinel03, RDF-73, LoPez21, Fuedor, and Yvj for their reviews.
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Oh and the usual, Kim Possible is owned by the Walt Disney company and that Dr. Bombay is a creation of the writers from the television show "Bewitched."
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"Wait a minute! What do you mean you just started to think about her?" Ron asked Shego as they slipped through Kim's front door and closed it behind them. Ron opened the closet, hoping to figure out what she was wearing so he could figure out where she had gone. Then it hit him; they hadn't spoken for five years. He didn't have a clue what clothes she owned, so there was no way he would be able to tell what was missing.
"Just what I said, when I woke up this morning, the only thing I could think about was her. From the moment I opened my eyes, it's been nothing but Kim Possible: How she looks, the way her hair moves when she gives me a swinging drop kick, the color of her eyes, the…"
"OK! Too much info!" Ron screamed with his eyes closed, head turned away and hands shielding his face.
"So you don't know where she could be right now? Shego's sarcastic tone was back in full force for the question. "Oh that's right, you haven't talked to her for over five years."
Noting the look on her face, Ron pulled out his wallet and removed a small laminated business card. "No I haven't, but Wade has. He'll know where she is." The card still looked as new as when his technically inclined friend handed it to him, before he broke up with Kim. Ron pulled out his cell phone, dialed the number with a prayer that the number was still valid and that he would get an answer. When he heard the line pick up, his hopes rose…
"This is Wade Load, I'm not available right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. If you need help from Kim Possible, you can also leave a message on the official web site. Triple W, dot, Kim Possible, dot com. Thanks."
…and then dropped right back down. He left a message anyway…
"Wade this is Ron, Ron Stoppable, Look, I know it's been a long time since we talked but I really need to get in touch with Kim. So please, please call me back. I need to talk to both of you." After leaving the message, the young man closed his cell phone and turned toward the raven-haired, former villain. "Shego, what time did this 'feeling' take control of you?"
"Early this morning, around 8. Why?"
"Oh nothing," he replied. Then he mumbled slightly to himself, "If Bonnie released me from the spell about 20 minutes ago, why did she put one on you this morning."
"What's that Stoppable?"
"Nothing, nothing at all," he answered, with a tone of fear to her inquiry.
"No, it's not nothing," she responded, her tone becoming angrier with every word. "You know something. Spill it!" Her hands began to glow.
"Well, I- I- I don't know if you're going to like this or not. Okay, you might not even believe me, but you're not in love with Kim. Somebody put a love spell on you."" He quickly ducked behind the closet door after saying this, not realizing that it wouldn't really protect him if she took offense at his information.
"What?" she demanded, with a very large frown. She paused for a moment, wondering if he had just said what she thought he had just said. "Say that again, cowboy!"
He started slowly at first, "I said, that you're not really in love with Kim." But he lost his nerve and ran all of his next sentence's words together. "Somebody put a love spell on you."
"A love spell?" She snorted with a laugh. "You've been eating too many Nacos."
"First, you can't eat too many Nacos. Second, think about it, Shego. Have you been thinking of Kim like this…" he described circles with his hands, hoping she would get the message without him needing to go into detail. Noticing from her reaction that she had gotten the point and wasn't too happy with it, he lifted his hands in an 'I surrender' gesture. "Not that there's anything wrong with that kind of relationship… But why this feeling today? Why not last week, or last year? Why did it just come out of nowhere?"
Her expression softened from 'potentially homicidal' to 'curious with only a mild violent undertone', which emboldened him to inquire further. "Has your relationship with Dr. D changed recently?"
"Well, we did have a big fight last night. The biggest one we've ever had…"
"What was it about? Can you remember, or did you suddenly get irritated at him?"
"I'm usually irritated at him, and everybody else," she snapped back. Then she got a thoughtful, confused look on her face, which made Ron sure that his suspicions were pretty close to the mark. He had experienced the same thing: A huge fight with the love of his life, followed by a yearning for someone else.
He brought his mind back to the here and now to notice that the woman was no longer in the doorway. He found her in the living room, sitting on the couch, staring at the pictures on the opposite wall with her head tilted slightly to one side. After a few minutes of watching her sit like this, he got a little weirded out and tried to snap her out of it.
"Shego?" He called, gently. When that didn't work, he closed in on her, knelt down, softly touched her shoulder and said it again, "Shego? Shego come on, answer me."
What happened next caught him by surprise. For a moment, Shego appeared lost, then very angry, then... She turned her head, leaned forward and kissed him; putting both hands on his head and gave him the fiercest, most passionate kiss he had had in years. At first, he got lost in it but then his mind cleared…somewhat to his regret. He wormed his arms between their bodies and pushed off with all of his strength, knocking her back onto the couch and dropping him onto the floor from his crouched position.
"Sh…Shego, stop! This isn't you. You can't just jump from wanting Kim to wanting me. There's something going on here."
"Yea, something bigger that the both of us." She slid, slowly and sensuously, off of the couch to kneel on the floor. She narrowed her eyes extended one hand and gave him a 'come here' motion with her finger. "I can't wait to get my hands on you," she purred. "I want to find out what I've been missing all these years."
Ron retreated, crab-walking backward across the room on his feet and elbows. His head made an audible thump when he hit the wall behind him, leaving him with nowhere to flee. Shego smiled at his predicament, crouched lower then launched herself upon him, like a panther leaping on a rabbit.
He suddenly found himself on his back, with his arms pinned to his sides, unable to move away from her. He had imagined something like this the first time he saw her in the security video shown from Kim's locker… "KIM, KIM, I've got to find Kim!" flew through his mind. He had to get through to Shego.
"Shego…" he said between her kisses on his lips. "Shego…" The kisses moved down to his neck... "She…ah…go stop. You don't want to dooooooo, Oh God… this…" Her hands were under his shirt. "Not this way…" He was relieved when she stopped and sat up, even though she was still straddling him. Then she started to unbutton her shirt.
"Please, let's just slow down a little," he begged.
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"If a witch or warlock falls in love, they lose their powers. Man I'm so dead! As soon as anybody finds out about this…Con, Lon, mother or…oh God…daddy!"
She tried to cast a spell, a simple one, breaking a vase. It was the first spell every witch or warlock learned to cast. Okay, that wasn't the full truth. The first spell every witch or warlock tried to cast was levitating a vase. This usually resulted in breaking the vase. She tried to levitate the cursed thing over and over again but it wouldn't even wiggle! Frustrated, she picked it up and smashed it on the floor. Horrified, she recalled who had given her the vase so she tried to reassemble it with another spell. When she couldn't even cast this simple of an incantation she swore out loud. "Damn it! Damn it! What the hell am I going to do?"
Suddenly, the living room was filled with smoke and Bonnie realized it was her mother reappearing, from their morning visit.
"My dear, I'm just stopping by to see how things went with Ricky."
"Mother, call him Ron, please? I hate it when you disrespect him in that way."
"And how did the poor soul take it?"
"Well as you can see, I have a broken vase because of it. And since it was broken by someone throwing it, I'm certainly not going to fix it."
"Ridiculous! I gave you that as a wedding present and it's not going to end up in the trash."
With a wave of her hands that started from her waist and ended over her shoulders, the older woman reassembled the item and levitated it gently back to its accustomed spot on the table.
"Thank yo,u mother, that was very kind."
"My pleasure. Now where is that man? I will not tolerate anyone breaking my gifts!"
"Mother, please. He's very upset right now, give him time to calm down and face the facts."
"Bonnie, if he's threatened you…"
"Oh mother, he's done no such thing. The vase was simply picked up and thrown down. I was in no danger from Ron at any time when it happened."
Donna looked at her daughter, realizing she was telling the truth. So she presented her an offer. "Bonnie, why don't you come with me to Oahu for a few days? The beaches, the sand, the waves and some time with the 'help' will do you some good. Let Robert stay here alone so he can stew over his new knowledge. When you return, he'll be the good little lapdog we knew he would be."
"Mother! This will be the last time you call him by anything other than his first name! If you can't call him by his name, you will refer to him as 'your husband' and not ever again 'your lapdog.' I mean it! I won't ever visit you and you won't be welcomed in this home!"
Her mother recoiled from the outburst. The stunned silence gave Bonnie a little time to calm down and think things through. There was no way she was going to fly off with her mother at this time. There were too many loose ends that she needed to tie up before she could leave. Besides, she couldn't fly away even if she wanted to, not with her powers gone.
"Mother, your offer sounds great…"
"Then it's settled. I'll get your bags…"
"…but I can't, not with the way Ron is right now. I can't leave him alone."
"Darling, don't tell me you're developing a soft spot for the boy."
"No, it's not that. I just have to make sure he doesn't tell anyone about what's happening. Remember when you and Daddy wouldn't let me do anything to Kim Possible? We have to protect ourselves and this is my problem."
As she was giving her reasons, Bonnie absent-mindedly placed her hand on the emerald Dr. Bombay had given her before she confessed her sins to Ron. She still wasn't sure when or even if she should call him. One thing was certain, she couldn't call the good doctor when her mother was present.
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Back at Kim's home, things had taken a turn for the better, at least as far as one person was concerned.
"S-S-Stoppable! I'm-m-m going to roast you when I g–g-get out of here!" screamed Shego.
Ron had finally managed to extract himself from his position on the living room floor. Mad running away skills were one thing, but sidekick work had also given him some wiry wrestling abilities. Ah, sidekick work…the Swiss Army knife of occupations! One item, multiple benefits.
What had really gotten him out of the predicament was a fortunate misunderstanding. Shego had been shocked when he managed to worm his arms out from between his body and her thighs (why couldn't something like this have happened when he was sixteen?). When he lurched to his feet, with her in his arms, and stumbled up the stairs, she assumed that he was carrying her to a bedroom.
Instead, The Ron factor was in action better than before. Even though he didn't know the layout of Kim's home, he had taken a left turn instead of a right, deposited the stunned-yet-compliant woman in the shower and unleashed a torrent of cold …really cold… OK, frigid water onto her. While Ron didn't know how strong magic was, artificial amorousness was no match for cold water. Hey, if the body is trying to stay warm, who could think of anything at all? Unfortunately for him, Shego was now as mad as…well…as a cold, wet supervillain, er former supervillain.
"Sorry, Shego, but I didn't know what else to do to get you to snap out of it. Just hear me out…you don't want me now do you?"
"N-n-no!"
"Not even a little smooch?"
"Just turn the damn water off and get me a towel!"
"So, can you remember why you…attacked me…in the living room? All I asked was why you had a fight with Drakken."
Shego just grunted and grabbed the towel he offered. Since Ron had stuffed her in the shower with her clothes on, she was especially cold and damp. "You're so lucky I can generate a little heat to take care of the clothes," she growled. "The hair is another matter." She looked around the bathroom and discovered the appliance she needed. "Oh, here's Kim's hair dryer." She gently, but firmly nudged Ron out of the bathroom, closed the door and went to work getting herself and her clothes dried.
Ron retreated to the living room and patiently waited for her to come out. Before she did, his cell phone rang, Ron reached in his pocket, pulled out the item, flipped it open and answered. "Hello?"
"Ron! It's Wade! I can't believe it's you. Man I nearly fell over when I heard your message. Is everything all right? I mean, neither Kim nor I have heard from you for five years. You didn't return our calls or anything."
"I know, Wade, I know. And I'm sorry. It's a long, long unbelievable story but right now I have to get a hold of Kim. It's very important."
"Well, let me call her on the Kimmunicator… That's strange. I'm not getting a response. The satellite's last recorded track on it was sometime this morning and it was in her living room… This is impossible… It's like she just disappeared, without a trace."
"Wade, have you guys or Kim run into any bad guys lately? Anyone with enough talent to make Kim go poof?"
"No, we haven't, not for a long time. Actually ever since the graduation invasion, all the guys you and Kim went up against quit the business. All rumors point to something about 'a new sheriff in town.' This was right before you and Kim had the big blowup."
"I think I can answer that part, Stoppable," Shego jumped in. Ron looked up to see her descending the stairs. She was now dry and her hair was, well, gorgeous. "Hi Wade, how's everything?"
"Hi Shelia. Glad to hear from you. Thanks for having me over last week. I always enjoy Drew's peanut butter stickies. I have to watch the weight though, Joss doesn't like it if I put on a few. Say, we have to get together…"
"Ah, guys? Remember me? I called for a reason?"
Realizing they were off track, Shelia picked up where she left off. "Anyway, after Kim and I saw you step up 'Monkey Style' during the Lowardian invasion I put the word out about the 'new sheriff' and suggested everyone go into retirement. So no there aren't any mad scientists out there who would kidnap her."
"Wait a minute." Ron interrupted with another recent discovery. "Why does he get called Wade but I'm still Stoppable?"
"For one thing, HE didn't drop Kim and break her heart."
"Oh," he whispered.
Shego's head snapped up with a surprised look in her eyes. "Wait, earlier you said I was under a…" Then her face scrunched again, "love spell?"
Remembering what Dr. Bombay had told him, that the way for a person to break the spell was to figure it out themselves, he tried to prompt her. " "Well Shelia…"
"That's Shego to you, Stoppable."
"Ugh, fine, Shego. I was scared when I told you this. I really don't think it was a spell." He explained, while rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean, that would make it a magic thing and we know that that stuff doesn't exist. I mean, it was more like a Moodulator, or the mind control thing Dr. Drakken did years ago. Or may be a certain kind of drink or hypnosis. Or…"
"I get it, science not sorcery. So what's the plan?"
"Plan? What makes you think I've got a plan?"
"Listen, you seem to have an idea of what's happening. If Kim's in trouble, then I'm in. She's saved my biscuit a number of times over the last five years with the number of rescue missions we've been on. You know, Stoppable, the last five years when you were out of her life."
"I know Shego, I know, and sometime down the road I'll tell you what I can say. Wade, does your scan of Kim's home tell you anything about what may have happened to her?"
"No Ron, all I can say it the Kimmunicator was there one minute and gone the next."
"Like being pulled into another dimension?"
"It's possible."
"And you're both saying there are no new mad scientists; nor evil maniacs on the loose; not any weird cases she was working on lately?" With Shego shaking her head and Wade answering 'no,' he continued. "Has the Pandimensional Vortex Inducer been stolen?"
"No, Ron, that thing has been locked up securely for four years. I created the system myself."
"Well then, that leaves one possibility but I hope I'm wrong," the former sidekick said talking back into the phone. "Thanks, Wade. I will let you know everything once I find Kim."
"Hold it Ron, hold it! You pushed me out of your life five years ago and now you expect me to let you leave just like this? No way, wherever you're going, I'm coming along."
"Yeah, Stoppable, count me in, too."
"Wait! This is my problem and I can't let you guys get in that much danger. If anything happens to either of you… I won't be able to live with myself."
"Too bad! We're in!" Shego and Wade said in unison.
Ron just shook his head, "Man, how am I going to find Kim and still keep Bonnie's secret quiet?"
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Well another chapter's done, once again I can't thank Daccu65 enough for his beta reading.
Also, I must thank my wife for her input on this story too.
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