Four out of five dentists recommend Kim Possible to their patients who watch cartoons.

…Could it be you & I
Never imagined
Could it be suddenly I'm fallin' for you (I am falling)
Could it be you were right here beside me and I never knew…

Ron smiled at Kim as they separated from their first real kiss. He smiled at her and she shyly smiled back. Then, the smile turned into a grimace as her face started melting and she collapsed into a pile of slimy green goop.

"Kim is a synthodrone!?!" Ron screamed, "No!" Ron shot up out of bed, still screaming. Rufus raced up his arm, pushing his jaw closed to silence him. Ron then frantically looked around, until he spotted his phone.

"I don't care what time it is, this too important," He quickly dialed his phone, "Come on, pick up pick up pick up!"

"Hello?" the person on the other side of the line said groggily.

"Wade!" Ron yelled, "Kim is a synthodrone. We have to call Dr. Director!" "Ron? Is that you?" "Yes! Who else would call you at this hour? But that's not important! The important thing is that Kim is a synthodrone…Hello Wade? Are you still there?"

"Ron, you had a nightmare. Go back to sleep." "No, wait, don't hang up! I'm telling you, Wade, Kim is a synthodrone! It's the only explanation!"

"Explanation for what?" Wade asked sleepily. "Uh, nothing! Look we need to notify Global Justice right away!"

"Ron calm down. Look hold on a minute while I check something." Wade was silent for several minutes, and then…

"Ron, I just ran a scan on Kim through the Kiminicator and she is perfectly normal. No sign of synthodroniness. Kim is ok. Dude, you just had a nightmare."

"Oh... Gee, I'm sorry, Wade. It just seemed that… Well, never mind I guess. Sorry to wake you, Wade. And uh, Wade? Let's keep this just between us guys, kay?"

"Sure, Ron. Don't worry about it. But next time, let's wait till morning before we call, kay? Good night. Crazy white, click."

Ron looked at his phone and said, "Well, that was uncalled for." He hung up the phone, shook his head, and lay back down on his bed.

"Well, if Kim HAD turned out to be a synthodrone, who'd be the crazy white then, huh Wade?"

He drifted back to sleep.

Like a Brother to Me.

By LaaArtWrtr.

Chapter 4 – But I Ordered the Other One.

And so Monday came and it was time to return to school and normalcy. Ron and Kim returned to class, and soon their fellow students became aware that the Hot New Couple were NOT in fact a couple.

Through out the school, a collective sigh of relief could be heard as the denizens of the top of the food chain realized that all was still right with the world. And those at the bottom were relieved as well, since the ones at the top of the food chain were jerks. And so it went.

Now it was Thursday, and Ron was at his locker, retrieving some books and talking to his 2nd best friend Felix.

"So Ron, how goes it on the Kim front? Ask her out yet? Where is she by the way?" Felix asked.

"She's in the gym signing yearbooks. Every body in school wants their yearbook signed by Kim Possible. It's just easier for her if she's centrally located. She'll be there today, tomorrow and Monday, so you may want to hurry."

"Oh yeah, that's right. I already got mine. So what about you? Shouldn't you be down there signing? After all, you're her partner."

"Sidekick, not partner. I've already signed my share. Let's see, there was you, Monique, Kim of course. Yeah, that's it. That was exhausting, let me tell you."

Felix shook his head, "Well, anyway, DID you ask Kim out?" Ron slumped his shoulders and said, "No. Ug, I'm such a coward. Why can't I do it, Felix? Why?"

"Cause you're a coward?" "Exactly! Kim needs someone who is NOT a coward." "Are you going to get all Agony County again?"

"Maybe." Ron said as he went through his locker. "Well, cut it out, Dude. Maybe you need some practice," Felix said.

"Practice? What do you mean practice?" "You know, ask someone out where the pressure isn't so high. Have you ever actually asked anyone out?" Felix asked.

"Of course. Well… not recently. I guess the last time was Zita." Ron said and then looked thoughtful.

"Zita? That was last year! You haven't asked anyone since last year?" Felix exclaimed. "Hey! I was devastated when we broke up! A guy has to heal, you know," Ron said guiltily.

"Ron, you went on exactly two dates. Come on." "They were good dates?" Ron said not looking at his friend.

Felix shook his head in understanding, "You've been crushing on Kim all this time."

"As if!" Ron said as he slammed his locker. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a class to get to."

Ron turned… right into the ample chest of Steven Barkin, Middleton High's Vice Principle. Ron landed on his backside with a thud and an "Ow!"

"Stoppable! My office. Now!" Mr. Barkin bellowed like the ex marine he was. Ron scrambled to his feet and saluted, then ran toward the VP's office.

"And no running!" Ron quickly slowed to a brisk walk. Soon he found himself in Mr. Barkin's office.

Ron waited as Mr. Barkin shuffled some paperwork. Finally Barkin spoke, "Do you know why I called you into my office, Stoppable?" "Uh, to tell me what a great job I did this year in school?"

Barkin sneered, "No, that's not it." "Well, I didn't really think so, cause frankly this hasn't been my best year for…" he glanced up and noted the look on Barkin's face. "Shutting up now."

Barkin shuffled the papers some more, then sighed, "Stoppable, what do you intend to do when you leave our fine establishment?" Ron thought for moment, then said, "Well, I figured me and KP would hit Bueno Nacho for a before dinner snack, then head for…"

"I MEANT WHEN YOU GRADUATE, YOU NINCOM…" Barkin stopped and ran a hand over his face. "I meant when you graduate, Ronald."

"Well, you know, college I guess. Wherever I can get in. That's close to where Kim goes, of course. We are a team, after all." Ron replied.

Barkin picked up a file folder that had been lying on his desk, "Stoppable, this is your transcript. You know what the chances are of you getting into any kind of college with this poor excuse for a transcript?"

"Fifty Fifty?" Ron said hopefully.

"TRY A MILLION TO ONE!" Barkin barked. Softer he continued, "Look, Stoppable. If you want to have any chance to follow your girlfriend into college next year…"

"She's not my girlfriend!" Ron blurted out. "What?" "Excuse me, Mr. B. but she's not my girlfriend."

"Really? But I thought… Anyway, whatever the point is, the only place you will be following Possible to is the nearest Bueno Nacho located by whatever college she goes to. So you better start learning the best way to say 'Would you like to grande size that?'."

Ron looked properly aghast as he said, "Gee, Mr. B., I didn't realize it was that bad. Is there no hope?"

"Well, that's why we're here, Stoppable. I've been discussing your case with your guidance counselor, and we decided…"

"Wait, I have a guidance counselor?" "Yes, I am your guidance counselor, and we've decided that your best option is to go to summer school."

"SUMMER SCHOOL! Oh come on Mr. B. Summer school? Isn't there any other way?"

"No. And, I've also contacted your local army recruiter. And he says…"

"THE ARMY! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Ron screamed.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be the army, the marines are also an option. The point is, when I was your age, I too was a lazy no account weakling. But then I became a Marine, and now look at me. I'm a shaper of young minds."

Ron pleaded, "But Mr. Barkin," Barkin put up his hand for silence, "Stoppable, the army will give you the discipline you are sorely lacking, and they will also pay for your college education. It's a win win situation."

"So you want me to go to summer school and join the army?" "Well, if you work hard next year, and bring your grades up, and then you'd have to pretty much ace your SATs, maybe the army option can go away. But I definitely think you need to go to summer school."

Ron slumped in his chair, "But I was supposed to go to Florida with KP his summer."

"No more buts, Stoppable. I will be contacting your parents tomorrow and letting them know what my recommendations are. Dismissed."

Ron stood and saluted and headed back to his locker. He dejectedly opened his locker door and started searching for the books for his next class.

"So what did Barkin want?" Felix asked as he rolled over to Ron's locker.

"He apparently wants me killed. Do you know he actually told me he wants me to join the army? And get this, he wants me to go to summer school. Does that tank or what?"

Felix started laughing, "Oh brother, you in the army. Just how desperate are they?"

Ron turned and scowled at his friend, "Hey, I could be in the army. I face super villains on an almost daily basis, Felix. You don't think that's dangerous?"

"Yeah, right. That's almost exactly the same thing, Ron. I'm sorry, I just don't see you as the army type. No offense."

Ron slammed his locker door. He headed for his next class, but as he did this he looked over his shoulder and said, "Yeah, well I have to get to class, Felix, I'll see you la… Oof!"

Ron had run into the ample chest of Tara Strong, who was just coming around the corner. Luckily, he was able to catch her before she hit the floor. He pulled her up and stood there holding her in his arms. "Man she smells good," he thought to himself.

The two stood like that for a few moments until Tara said, "Uh, Ron? This is really nice, but I think you should, like, let me go now."

"Oh, yeah, right. Sorry," Ron released her, "I just wanted to make sure you were ok." His face had turned a deep shade of red, as had Tara's.

"I'm sorry I ran into you, Ron," Tara began, but Ron interrupted, "No no, I ran into you, Tara…" "Oh no, it was me who didn't look," "No it was me…"

"Why don't we say that you ran into each other?" Felix interrupted, "Otherwise we may be here all day."

Ron and Tara stood there not saying anything when Ron finally said, "Well, I guess I better be going, I'll see you later." He turned to go, but then Tara said, "Ron wait a minute."

Ron turned to face the beautiful blond again. He also noticed that Bonnie Rockwaller was standing against the wall behind Tara, with a look he recognized as contempt and/or disgust. "Hey Bon Bon," he called out to her, using the nickname he knew she hated. She just rolled her eyes.

"So what can I do for you, Tara?" Ron asked. Tara started twirling her hair nervously with her fingers, until Bonnie said, "Tara, quit that. You're going to get split ends. Now hurry up and ask him so I can get out of here."

"So what do you want to ask me," Ron again asked. He leaned in and said, "Don't worry I don't bite." Tara giggled nervously. "TARA!" Bonnie said.

"Ok, like, so you and Kim are, like, NOT dating, right?" Tara asked. Ron shook his head, "No, we're just good friends. Why are you asking?" Felix shook his head, wondering at the obliviousness of his friend.

"I just wanted to, like, make sure, because, you know, Kim's a friend of mine, and, like, I don't want to, like, get her mad, or, like, anything." Tara then giggled nervously. Bonnie called out again, "Tara, quit saying 'like' so much, you sound like an airhead. Get on with it."

"Bonnie, shut up, you're making me more nervous. Just be quiet, I'll do it." Bonnie rolled her eyes again and crossed her arms under her chest and waited.

"Anyway," Tara continued, "I was just wondering if you were free this Saturday? I know it's, like, kind of late notice, but…"

Mr. Oblivious (Ron) said, "Sure, do you need help moving something? I can probably get Kim to help, she's pretty strong."

Bonnie and Felix both were holding their respective heads in their hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Felix then decided to take the matter into his own hands.

"Yes, Ron would LOVE to take you out this Saturday, Tara," Felix said. Ron whipped his head around to stare at his friend, "I would?" "Yeah, Ron was just talking about how he wanted to ask you out. But we thought you were with Jason."

Tara practically was jumping up and down with excitement, "No No, we just went out to the prom that one time because he asked me," She leaned in and whispered, "That, and a certain someone insisted that I needed to go with a jock." Tara leaned back out, "So it's a date?"

"Yes, he'll pick you up at seven on Saturday. He can hardly wait." Felix answered for his stunned friend.

"Great!" Tara leaned over and gave Ron a peck on the cheek, "I'll see you there. Come on, Bonnie." Tara and Bonnie disappeared around a corner, but not before Bonnie shot another look of disgust at Ron and rolled her eyes.

Ron waited until the two girls disappeared around the corner, then grabbed Felix by his shirt. "What did you just do!?!" he yelled at his friend.

Felix pushed him away, "Dude! Personal space. And you're welcome."

Ron began to wave his arms around in a panic. "Welcome? Welcome? Are you insane? I wanted to ask…" He suddenly noticed that a group was gathering to watch Ron go psycho. He gestured to Felix to follow him and they both headed for the boys room.

After insuring that they were alone, Ron turned to his friend, "Where were we?" "You were waving your arms in a panic." "Oh yeah."

Ron started waving his arms again, and he said, "I'm trying to get Kim to go out with me, and you got me going out with Tara. How is that helping, exactly?"

Felix replied coolly, "Did we not agree that you needed practice where dating was concerned? Your welcome." "Again with the welcome. I don't remember agreeing to any such thing. Oh, man, what if KP finds out?"

"Let her. Maybe she'll get jealous." "You think?"

"Who knows? If she sees that other girls find you attractive, maybe she'll see you in a whole new light. Didn't she tell you to start dating? Didn't she buy you a new shirt for just such a purpose? The defense rests your honor."

Ron looked thoughtful, "Maybe you're right. She did buy me a shirt." He then had another thought, "Man, what if Kim does want to get together, and Tara is in love with me? I don't want to hurt Tara."

Felix smirked, "Yeah, Casanova, I'm sure that's gonna happen. Ron, are you aware that Tara has dated Jason, Josh Mankey, Walter, Dylan, Tad, Big Mike, Freddie, Ross, Matt, Hope (allegedly), Rich, that foreign exchange student, what was his name, Fez?, and Bobbie? And that was just this semester. You know, I think she'll get over you Ron."

"And Ron? Maybe you'll find out that you like Tara better. Would that really be such a bad thing?" Ron shook his head, "Man, now I'm so confused I don't know what to think."

Felix grinned at his friend and said, "Ron my man, just let me do the thinking for you."

Later, outside the gym…

Kim was headed down the corridor, trying to shake the numbness from her hand and lost in her own thoughts. "Man, how many year books did I sign? You know, I could have sworn there were some people I signed for twice. Ooh, if I find any of these year books on iBay, I'll…"

"Kim! Hey wait up girl friend," Monique called out. Kim waited for her friend to catch up with her.

As they walked down the corridor, Kim asked Monique, "So, are you excited about your big date with Felix on Saturday, Mon?"

Monique sighed, "Well I don't know about excited, but I am nervous. Hey Kim, could I ask you a big favor?"

"Sure, what is it Mon." "Okay, I know this totally random, but could you and Ron kind of like come with?"

"You mean like a double date?" Kim asked. "Yeah," Monique replied, "I know you and Ron technically aren't dating, but it would really be a solid for me. How about it, Kim?"

"No big, Monique. Ron and I go out as friends all the time. Why, Friday is always my Ron night. We can make it Saturday, too."

"Whew, thanks girlfriend. I like Felix and everything, I'm just nervous I'll say something stupid."

Kim laughed, "Is that all? Monique, don't you remember when Felix first moved here? How I made a complete ass of myself? And Felix forgave me. Felix knows people are sometimes uncomfortable around him, but he's cool about it."

Monique started laughing, "That's right, you were kind of an idiot at first. I remember how you…" She stopped as she noticed Kim becoming annoyed, "I mean, anyone would have acted the way."

Kim smiled sheepishly, "Yeah. Anyway, you've known Felix for years and you managed not to stick your foot in your mouth. This is no big."

Monique looked thoughtful, "Well if the date is going well, well then you and Ron can get called away on a mission. Girl, is that perfect or what?"

"Ok, Mon, It's a date. Although I don't think you need me, I'll tell Ron and we'll meet at Cow and Chow, Come on, I need to find Ron."

Meanwhile, just outside the janitor's closet (yes, that one)…

"Man, another tardy," Ron grumbled to himself as walked down the hallway, "What is the obsession this school has with promptness? Am I really going to need that in the real world? I wonder if they have tardys in the armyyyyy…" A hand shot out of the janitors closet and grabbed Ron by his arm, pulling him into the closet.

After struggling for a moment, Ron finally broke free and turned to face his assailant.

"Bonnie?!?"

TBC.

Hi again, everybody. Yet another chapter done (Yay!)

I am really trying to update more often, but work is just keeping me hoppin'.

Anyway thanks to all my reviewers, I really feel like people are enjoying this story, and I'm glad about that. I'd hate to be the only one.

Let me know how you liked this chapter. I will try to have the next one up by this week-end.

Thanks,

LAW.