Chapter 3 - Stoppable Vacation Curse - Part II

"Kim, girl, don't you remember the last time you had a vacation with the hubs?" Monique said before pulling out her smartphone and scrolled down to the last family vacation the Stoppables had.

It read "MS Gulf Coast, May 2018."

"Ah...yes. The second worst family vacation we ever been on!" Kim groaned, recalling the memories of that vacation while hooking back up the undone strap of her overalls. "The one where we had to do a photoshoot for Club Banana for their summer swimwear AND the same weekend we had to take care of Mr. Barkin's prized 200-pound hog, Princess AND his cat, Lady Whiskerboots."

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(May 4, 2018, Gulfport, Mississippi)

The Stoppables were driving along in the 1996 Drudge Tangerine minivan in downtown Gulfport. It was in ugly avocado green and had fake wood paneling on the doors. Kim had known to call it the Stoppable-mobile. The Tangerine's only damage was a bit of rust on the roof of the car and the lovebugs that perished on the bumper of the car. In that car, on the third row, were also seven bikinis of different designs that Kim was going to try out on the beaches of the Gulf Coast and that Ron was going to photograph for the CB website, courtesy of Monique. Princess was also belted in the third row. Lady Whiskerboots was also in the third row as well. Kim was in a white shirt, baggy denim overalls, both straps hooked combo while Ron was in the 3 Wolves shirt and jeans combo. The windows, however, were all rolled down for a reason.

"Ah, KS, can you feel the warm breeze in the air, the roar in the ocean..." Ron said with a smile before his wife chirped in, holding her nose desperately while trying to drive.

"...the awful smell of that hog waste and the smell of cat litter?" Kim retorted. "I've been trying to hold my nose in for about 700 of the 1300 plus miles on this drive from her! And I've also had it up to here with the lovebugs being splattered against the bumper!"

It showed that the front bumper of the car was covered in the remains of lovebugs splattered at a high speed.

"Princess is a him, Kim." Ron countered on the pig's gender, "Don't ask why Barkin named him that way. Although I can see why Lady Whiskerboots is a she. She's quite feisty like yourself!"

"Whatever..." Kim muttered, "It's bad enough that we get Barkin's pet duty while HE'S on vacation in Hawaii, but why did it have to be the same weekend as the CB Annual Swimsuit Extravaganza that Monique is going to hold tonight? And when did Princess do his business?"

"Two hours ago. And can you cut..." came Ron's reply. Princess snorted and Ron could hear a rumble in her stomach.

"Kim, she has to go again!" Ron said.

"Ron, I am NOT going to get out of this vehicle!" Kim retorted, "We have to make it in time for the CB Summer Gala tonight, for Martin Smarty is going to be there!"

Princess got up from his position and came up to the front seat.

"The piggy is smelly!" Alexa complained from her car seat. "And the cat is all fluffy."

"I don't wanna get my clothes muddy!" Justin agreed with her sister.

"Kim?! That's no way to talk to a pig like that, isn't that right, Princess?" Ron exclaimed as he petted Princess on his head. Princess squealed with delight and rubbed Ron's face.

"See? Even though he's technically Barkin's, he's like family to me! We raced him with Rufus back at the Middleton Smarty-Mart a couple years ago." Ron said, reflecting on the bonding experience they had before hearing Rufus chittering in protest over that remark.

"Ooops...I mean, an extended family member, but Rufus is the most important one that I have!" Ron corrected himself.

Rufus smiled and hugged his owner.

Kim groaned. "Just as soon as we get done with the photo-shoot for Club Banana this evening, we'll celebrate on the beach on Saturday and Sunday and then drive back for Monday and Tuesday!" Lady Whiskerboots, meanwhile, moved from her position on the third row onto the bikinis.

Ron replied, "Sounds like a good plan to me!"

Then they noticed, along the corner of Highway 49 and 14th St., a line of protesters to either side of the street.

"Oh no..." Kim groaned. "Not these people again!"

"Why do they have to follow us everywhere we go?" Ron whined.

They numbered about 25 even on both sides of the street, roped off by police. As it turned out, the left side of the street were filled with protestors for the KP live-action movie and the right side of the street were protestors against it. Police barricaded the protestors on both sides to prevent a riot.

Signs on the pro-LAM said "She's 17, just deal with it!" "Don't over-sexualize her!" and "She is NOT working for a secret agency" while the anti-LAM side had signs that said "She is NOT our Kim Possible! Why can't they choose someone else?!", "She has to work for a secret agency! It's what the show stated from the beginning!" and "She has to be a 26-year old actress to play the role of a 14-year old girl!"

"Kim, let's get out of here!" Ron exclaimed.

"I'm right behind ya, Ron!" Kim yelled, slamming on the gas and avoiding the protesters. They got onto US 90 and headed east.

"Ron, can you check the bikinis to make sure they're all right?" Kim asked.

Ron turned his head and saw that the bikinis were over Lady Whiskerboots claws. She began to immediately shred into them but Kim couldn't see the damage because she was focused on the road.

in the box slid on over to Princess. He also placed his buttocks over them.

"Uh...KS? You may wanna stop now." Ron said, knowing what was going to happen to the pig. "Princess can't keep it any longer."

"Ron?! Can Princess hold it in for 20 minutes?" Kim asked, still not looking behind and concentrating on the road.

"Actutally..."

Kim slammed on the braked at a nearby beach parking lot and looked behind. Her jaw dropped at what Lady Whiskerboots did to the bikinis.

"OH NO! LADY WHISKERBOOTS SHREDDED THE BIKINIS! MARTIN SMARTY IS GOING TO KILL US!"

And then she looked at what Princess was going to do. Princess raised his buttocks in the air over the bikinis.

"DON'T DO IT, PRINCESS!"

But it was too late.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

(back to the present day)

"Had it not been for Ron's call to Mr. Smarty, we wold've had to pay $4,000 in damages to those bikinis, and the Stoppable-mobile still reeks of hog waste." Kim sighed.

"Mmm...hmm." Monique muttered, "Thankfully, no bikinis smelled of pig manure in the gala."

"That's always the thing. It's either Ron or me that has managed to at least salvage those vacations." Kim said.

Ron knocked on the door and asked, "Hey, everyone. And hey, KS! I was wondering where ya went to after dinner. Can I come in?"

"Sure you can, Ron!" she smiled, opening the door for her husband.

Ron came in alongside with Rufus also saw Tara, the Halls and Rentons.

"What's going on here?" he questioned.

"It's the ish of the family vacation, Ron." Kim replied.

Ron sighed, "Yeah, I kinda feared that part was going to come up."

Rufus shuddered at that..."Vacation!"

"You do?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, I saw it from the look of your eyes at the dinner table, Kim." Ron said, reading his wife like a book. "It's the Stoppable Vacation Curse, isn't it."

"Yes." Kim admitted.

"Yeah..." Ron replied, scratching his back, "...it's always been an issue for me even before we said our 'I dos'."

"I'm gonna use the little girls room for a bit." Kim whispered to her husband, pointing to her overalls bib, "The bib's really irritating my skin."

"Okay, hon!" Ron smiled, kissing Kim on the lips before she headed to the bathroom.