Disclaimers Are A Go!
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Ryan is gay.
I hate you. I hate you so much.
"Wait. Her name is Kim Possible?"
Ron chuckled and couldn't help but wonder if he would ever get tired of people reaction to the fact that he knew Kim. Let alone the fact that he was her best friend. But man I was really hoping to keep the fact that Kim is the one I'm crushing on. Oh well I'm a terrible liar anyways so might as well tell him the truth. "Yea it's Kim Possible." He pronounced the last part slowly as if in case Jason hadn't heard.
"Huh. So her last name is an adjective? What is that about?"
Ron's small chuckle died in his throat. How could he possibly not know who Kim is? I mean even Indonesians with no TV's or radios know about Kim. Then again she did save the whole country that one time with the whole evil dictator thing. But still he seems normal enough how can he not have heard of her. Ron however had again forgotten that the person who was present had asked him a question and couldn't hear his current train of thought.
Waving his hand in front of the catatonic blond Jason tried to get him to snap out of it. "Yo you still there man? What? Did I insult her or something?"
"Huh? Oh no just thinking for a second. So you're telling me you've never heard the name Kim Possible before? Not even from your friends or something?"
"Trust me I would remember someone's name especially if their last name was Possible. And let me guess your last name is "Unstoppable"" he added air quotations to the last part.
"Actually it's just Stoppable."
This time it was Jason who couldn't contain his laughter as he actually doubled over from his laughter. This caused the trunk he was carrying to flip him over. He was now precariously balancing on what was the top of the trunk when he was carrying it.
A bit upset at the other teen's reaction Ron can't help but be a little mad. "Hey man remember who's putting you up for the night."
Wiping tears from his eyes Jason choked up his words. "No haha it's just ha you're worried hahaha about her. But your names their so HAHAHAHAHA!" After a few more seconds of laughing Jason looked up to see a very impatient looking Ron Stoppable. "I'm sorry man, but that was just too perfect."
"What?" Ron snapped.
"Dude your name is Stoppable. Her name is Possible. It's like your parents planned it from birth. What you thought I was laughing at you're names? Please man I've been traveling all over the U.S. for a few years now. I've heard weirder names than Stoppable."
Knowing that he wasn't making fun of Kim's name or his own name Ron loosened up a bit. "Huh well just to make things official my name is Ronald Stoppable" Ron extended his hand out.
"The name is Jason. Jason Voorhees."
Ron blinked and then smiled, "You almost had me for a second there."
"Sorry man not kidding on this one. My mom was white and retained custody of me when my dad split town. She changed both our names back to her maiden name. I swear she made it up so she could just make my life harder. But don't worry so long as we stay away from sharp objections I won't feel the need to stab you." Jason joked as he laughs.
Ron on the other hand could only nervously chuckle which gave the surprisingly nimble Mexican some time to get on his feet. Afterwards Ron tried to change the subject. "So what are some of those weird names? Was yours one of them?"
If Jason heard the comment about his name he didn't let it bother him. "I knew a guy once whose name had a click in it. He spelled it "!xobile"
"Really?"
Laughing some more Jason replied, "Yea we even got pulled over by the cops once and the cop thought he gave him a fake ID. Oh man that was an awesome weekend." Jason replied with a far away look of his own. "God I still don't know how I ended up wearing those chick's pants from that carnival."
Resuming their walk Jason thought back to the crazy weekend in question. Leaving Ron to wonder what he had gotten himself into.
You know I really need to stop being the nice guy. It's gonna get me killed one day. I mean I just invited a total stranger to stay at my house. What if Mom and Dad find out? Oh god what if Kim finds out? Sure she saves the world, but when it comes to our private lives she's more secretive than Area 51. She might even think this guy is just making friends with me to get to her. What if he is! No he really doesn't look like he knows who Kim and I are so if he doesn't know I'll keep it to myself. If he does know then he'll push for info and that's when I can spring the old Ron Kung fu on him. WACHA!
Ron continued to freak out while Jason thought about the past until they arrived at Ron's house. Jason gave a low appreciative whistle.
"Man Ron this is a really nice place. Almost makes me what to quit being a hobo and settle down." He joked.
"You can quit?" Ron asked. Jason on his part just laughed and shook his head.
"Please just open the door. This stuff is heavy and I don't think I can laugh anymore I'm too tired."
"Oh heh heh sorry." Ron fished out his keys and unlocked the door. "Well me casa es su casa."
"Why did you say it like that? Is it because I'm Mexican?" Jason looked at Ron with a pointed look on his face.
"Oh! What? No no no no I didn't mean it like that I just meant to say well you know how was I…."
Jason couldn't handle it anymore. "Dude relax. Sorry it's kind of hard to turn off my joke and sarcasm switch sometimes", he said with a genuinely apologetic face.
Ron frowned and closed his door and made his way to the kitchen. "Man you're starting to remind me of a certain green and black loving villi… I mean classmate of mine that always gets under Kim's skin." Ron opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a carton of orange juice. Ron tilted it towards young man in the universal sign of "do you want some?" To which Jason shook his head.
"Oh really?" Jason waited for the perfect moment of when Ron was taking a swig of orange juice. "She hot?" The following eruption from the mouth of the blonde teen had all been worth it.
Ron was just about to go into another nervous rant when Jason just held up his hand. "Sorry man couldn't pass it up. But really is she hot?"
Ron took a towel and wiped off the counter space he had drenched. "Uhhhhh I guess. It's kind of hard to think about. She and Kim are always getting into some really nasty fights so I always try to support Kim. But objectively speaking yea I would call her good looking. I remember the first time I saw her, before she and Kim got into it I thought she was smoking hot. Not so much after I met her. I swear I barely escaped our first encounter alive." And I mean that literally.
"Must be a mean girl type huh?"
"More like a beat you up type girl." Ron joked.
"Well I'm beat up so can you show me where the guest room is then?"
"Oh yea sure it's right across the hall from mine. Come on I'll show you." Ron picked up the duffel bag and headed up the stairs. Once he reached the top he noticed that Jason was still at the bottom of the stairs. "Don't tell me you're afraid of heights or something."
"No but I've been literally walking all day. I was just really hoping that guest room was on the first floor." Sighing Jason started slowly walking up the stairs. Once he was at the top both teens walked down the hall.
"Well this is me on the right and here you are on the left. It's not much, but it's better than a motel." Walking inside the room and flipping the light switch Jason saw a wood colored room with a bed draped in burgundy and wine colored sheets.
"That'll do pig that'll do" Jason croaked out in odd accent.
"Well if you need anything feel free to not stab and or murder me in the middle of the night. Good night." Ron closed the door and Jason was left on his own.
Man Ron seems like a really nice guy. Hopefully I can help him with this Kim chick. He really needs to get laid heh heh. With tomorrow's plan of action on helping Ron with Kim in his head Jason started getting ready for bed. Not able to stay awake for much longer he flopped on the bed and rolled himself and the covers into the most comfortable cocoon he had slept in.
Meanwhile across the hall. Rufus was giving his master a very disappointed stare. "Oh come on Rufus what was I suppose to do? Did you see how young he was? He's can't be more than a year or two older than me and he is already homeless! What if that was me? I'm just trying to do the right thing here buddy."
"Ughhh. Fine." Rufus conceded with a shrug of his shoulders. "But. Careful."
"I will little buddy. I mean come on what's the wors…" A tiny pink claw slapped over Ron's mouth
"Shhhhhhhh. Bad luck!" Rufus squeaked out.
"Ohhhhhhhh right. I won't make that stupid mistake." Just then Ron's infamous pants fell and tangled his legs up sending him sprawling into his bathroom werehis frantic flailing of his arms threw one of his heavy cologne bottles into the mirror effectively smashing it. Rufus just stood on his desk pinching the space between his eyes.
"Awww come on. Can't a guy catch a break!?"
Jason slept on despite the commotion going on across the hall.
Across town in a cloaked hoverjet heading into Middleton. Z certain villainess was calling her boss through the ships video phone.
"What is it Shego! You know I'm quite busy with finishing the final phase of my plan!"
"Yea. Is that the plan you still won't tell me about and I'm still mad at you for?"
"Why are you calling Shego?" asked in an annoyed tone.
"I just want to go over this plan one more time. I don't want you telling me I'm the one who messed everything up when this all blows up in your face because I didn't do something right. So just to set the record straight you want me to kidnap Stoppable without letting the princess know?"
"Who is Stoppable?"
A frustrated growl seeped from Shego's mouth. "The Buffoon."
"Oh yes him. Yes Shego that is the plan why do you question my brilliance?"
"Well usually the way this thing goes is I kidnap someone, usually Stoppable or someone else the princess cares about, to lure her into a trap. But if we don't leave any clues behind how will the princess know to come looking for us?"
At this point it seemed that the blue skinned mad scientist had resumed his work on his project. Talking to the video screen without looking at it. "Shego as great as of thief as you are I'm sure not even you could pull off a kidnapping without leaving a single trace of evidence that Kim Possible would not be able to find either through her own skill or through the technical expertise of Mr. Load."
"First off that is Master thief to you. And secondly that sounded awfully close to paying the princess a compliment there Dr. D. You sure you haven't finally gone off the deep end with this one?"
"No Shego. I just simply refuse to underestimate Kim Possible. She has thwarted my plans time and time again and I intend to correct that mistake.
"Whatever Dr. D so long as I get paid, but don't come crying to me if she never shows up because now I'm going to prove to you that I earned that title of master thief. When I'm done even Sherlock Holmes himself won't be able to piece together who took that blonde idiot."
"Yes yes fine Shego. Do whatever you must just make sure that you don't" Shego cut off the video signal with a very satisfied smirk. Grrrr blue idiot. He better hope that I don't run into Kimmie sleeping over at Stoppable's house. Otherwise I will ruin this plan just to rub it in his stupid face.
The hover ship beeped confirming they were entering Middleton airspace. Alright if they haven't shot me down yet must mean the cloak is working. Still better be on the safe side. Shego punched in a course that would take her through a zig zagging pattern through Middleton with Ron's house as its final destination. Checking the read out she reclined in the pilot's seat since it would take an extra ten minutes to complete its new course.
I wonder what the old family is up to. Shego wasn't the nostalgic type but it was getting close to the anniversary of their rainbow colored accident and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't forget that day. She reminisced for a few minutes and thought back to a time when all she had to care about was Hego's constant worrying about high school, Mego's constant worry about his self image, and Wendell's constant need of a toddler.
As much as she hated to admit it still creeped her out that there were now two Wendell's. The accident that had given Wendell his power of duplication had also created a permanent clone of Wendell. Her parents, the oh so attentative people that they were, just expected her to take care of both of them. It was a big determining factor in her getting the child psychology degree she had. But it was also the reason why she never spent any time with the super powered "twins" and a big reason why she had left Team Go. Sure they could put on all the make up in the world and dye their hair all they wanted to look normal, but there was no way of hiding an extra sibling. And that had just been too much for Shego. The constant reminder of how not normal she and her family would be for the rest of their lives. Sure villainy offered its share of perks she could name like more money than she knew what to do with, unprecedented freedom to do whatever she wanted, or the fact that no one expected anything from her that she didn't want to give. But the biggest reason why Shego loved being a villain was that people respected and feared her for her abilities rather than pitying or looking down on her.
A very annoying beep roused Shego from her half nostalgic dream half fury inducing thoughts. It was letting her know that she had arrived at the predetermined location.
Well ya blonde buffoon. I hope you're ready for the kidnapping of the century. Shego remembering what she had said early to Dr. Drakken stopped before she leapt from the hoverjet. She walked over to a compartment she hadn't used in years. Opening it she pulled something out that she hadn't used since she had started her villainess career. Inside a full body ninja suit and a pair of night vision goggles stared back at her. That blue doofus is underestimating me! He thinks I can't pull a simple body snatch. Well he better think again. Donning the ninja outfit, Shego tucked her long raven locks into the cap of the suit. Fitting the goggles over her head and adjusting them to the right setting she turned and vaulted silently into the back yard of her target.
A/N: So I know it's been years since I've really updated this story, but I recently started to do a little editing as a part time job for a small publishing company where I live and it really got my ideas flowing again for this story so I'm going to try to pick it back up.
One thing I would like to note is the age of the characters. Especially in regards to Team Go. To me Shego seems to be a women in her let twenties to her early thirties. While the Wego twins are somewhere in their mid teens at most. So the age difference between Shego and Wego is very large some 13 to 16 years in age difference. So when growing up Wendell would have just been 1 or 2 years old when Shego was graduating high school. This coupled with the backstory I've thought up for Team Go is why Shego got her degree in child psychology. Lastly this is going to be a very long story so I'm sorry if the pacing is slow, but honestly it's just how I write. If anyone has any tips for me it would be greatly appreciated.
Also I've already started working on the next chapter so it should be another couple of years until it comes out.