KP-TZ - The Middleton Files: My Bonnie Lamb
Disclaimer/Author's Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Walt Disney Corporation. The Twilight Zone was created by Rod Serling; all rights to The Twilight Zone are owned by Viacom. All other characters are the creations of the TZ2-KP team, and may not be used without their express permission.
This is a strictly not-for-profit effort
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Chapter 3 – just...what?
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Kim rode home, thinking the entire way.
She was confused, and Ron couldn't help her, not that he didn't try.
He started several conversations, but all of them died on his vine when Kim contributed nothing to the talk.
After the sixth attempt, he decided to let Kim stew and passed time playing 'Zombie Mayhem 3' on the Kimmunicator.
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'What did Bonnie mean, when she suggested that she'd hoped that I-
'NAAAA! She couldn't have meant that,' Kim frowned.
'She has no idea why she keeps appearing, either…was she right when she suggested that I felt guilty?
'Maybe I do, a bit…but she started it with her attitude.
'But, I could have controlled how I reacted to her; instead, I dove into the same pool that she's been living in, and the rest of the squad joined me.
'We all ran her out of the gym…didn't we?
'Why the peach, Bonnie?' Kim looked up, and a tear started to escape from her left tear duct, away from Ron's prying eyes.
'What does the peach mean?
'I don't know…,' and Kim thought of a song that she learned in early life at day care, and she sang the song in her head:
'What I say, I don't feel,
'What I feel, I don't show,
'What I show, isn't real;
'What is real, Lord? I don't know…' she shut her eyes, trying to block out the confusion.
"I don't know, Bonnie…" she whispered as she fell asleep.
Ron looked over and saw Kim, sleeping soundly for the first time since Bonnie was taken to the hospital. He reached up into the overhead and pulled down his backpack, pulled out a small blanket, and spread it over Kim.
"Rest easy, my dear, dear friend," and Ron kissed her cheek.
Kim murmured something and smiled, then curled up.
"I wish I knew what was wrong with her, Rufus," he said to the naked mole rat; Rufus held up his front paws in a 'don't know' reaction.
"NACO!" Rufus had the answer for everything.
"Yea, Rufus, maybe that will help her," and his stomach rumbled.
"I know it will help me," as he reached into the backpack and pulled out a (shudder) granola bar, ripping the wrapping off with his teeth and devouring the bar in two bites.
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"KP, are you sure you want to eat?"
"Ron, I can't believe that you're the one that's almost turning down Bueno Nacho," and Rufus stuck his head out of Ron's pocket in shock, and passed out, a paw hanging out of the pocket.
"Of course, I'm hungry, Ron: I might even eat a Naco instead of a salad," and Ron grinned and held the door open for her.
Ron walked with her to their booth, brushed the crumbs off the bench, and offered the seat to Kim. She sat, smiled, and Ron went to the counter to place their order.
"Feeling better, Kim?"
"Actually, Bonnie, I am," Kim smiled as she looked up at Bonnie, still in mission pants and, having donned the crop top again, was now sipping from a small Bueno Nacho cup.
"Figured something out, we have?"
"Not yet, B, but I'm feeling calmer after a good sleep and some TLC by Ron."
"Ron?" Bonnie looked surprised.
"Yea, Bonnie, Ron."
"I know you like him and all, K, but is he even capable of TLC? I thought that all he could do was carry that naked thing around..."
"HEY!" Rufus stared at her, and she stuck her tongue out at him. He couldn't tell who dissed him, but someone had.
"…eat Bueno Nacho, and play Zombie Mayhem with Felix."
"Bonnie, Ron's a lot more than that." Kim countered, and Bonnie looked at her with a grin.
"Then, why are you dating everyone and everything else in the Tri-City area except him," she asked, placing a peach in Kim's hand.
"Here you go, KP: One Naco, Grande-sized, extra cheese," and Ron placed the platter carefully in front of Kim, making sure not to spill any of the blessed cheese sauce.
"Thank you, Ron," and Kim looked up into Ron's eyes and thought:
'Why am I dating everywhere? What is wrong with Ron?
'He's not one of Drakken's 'Kimitation' clones; he won't try to kill me, so what is wrong with him?
'Or, is it me?'
"Hey, where'd you get the peach?" Ron asked as he sat.
"I had it in the backpack, and it sounded like a good dessert," and Ron and Rufus both dove into their dinner.
'He's never been anything but nice to me, and he is kinda cute, but…naaaaa, dating would ruin our friendship.'
Kim sat, delicately eating her Naco and surreptitiously glanced at Ron during the entire meal, a hint of a smile on her face.
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"Well, it's time to call it a night, KP," Ron yawned and stretched his arms above his head.
"Yea, I need to crash now, so I can get up and head to the hospital to see Bonnie," Kim's remark brought a smile to Ron's face.
"Good for you, KP!" and he reached down and took her hand, squeezing it.
"You two will put all of this behind you, and one day you'll look back on all of this and laugh," Ron announced TV-Trash-style, and Kim giggled.
"Ron, you and your 'American-Style jokes,'" Kim giggled.
"It'll happen, KP, just wait and see," Ron said to her, and he squeezed her hand once again before he released it and turned to head home. "Good night, KP: we did good today," Ron added.
Kim took Ron's shoulder and spun him around to face her.
"Yes, we did, Ron, and I couldn't have done any of it without you," and she leaned up and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you," and Ron blushed a deep red as Kim stepped inside the house and closed the door.
As she headed up the stairs, she heard a yell from outside:
"BOOYAH!"
"Well, you actually kissed the loser, K," Bonnie smiled when Kim entered her room.
"He's not a loser, B," Kim smiled.
"By Jove, I think you actually mean it, this time," Bonnie looked shocked.
"I do, Bonnie," and Kim looked at her-
but she wasn't there anymore.
"Well, maybe she's gone for the evening," Kim chuckled as she removed her mission clothes after she placed her Club Banana packages into her closet, still sealed. She reached over to her nightstand and turned on the lamp, placing her book next to the Kimmunicator.
She pulled on the red hockey jersey, removed her bra from underneath it, and walked out into the hall to the bath to brush her teeth and wash some of the dachshund smell off of her face, hands, and arms.
She came back, turned off the overhead light, and walked over to her bed.
She pulled back the covers, and-
"BONNIE!"
"Just had to check you out one last time; are you sure you don't want to…?"
"I'm sure, Bonnie, but thanks for the offer. If I did, you'd be one of the first on the list."
"One of the first, K?" Bonnie looked hurt, and the both said the same name:
"Crystal," and they laughed.
"Move over, Bonnie, I need my sleep," and Bonnie moved over, and Kim climbed into bed.
"Good night, B."
"Good night, K," and Kim turned off the lamp.
Silence, then-
"BONNIE!"
"Gotcha, 'bubble-butt.'"
"Good night, BonBon."
"You win," and Bonnie disappeared.
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Kim woke and looked over at her alarm clock:
7:45 AM.
She'd slept soundly this night, 'probably the best sleep I've had in weeks,' she thought as she sat up in bed, feeling refreshed, and reached for her Kimmunicator.
She read the message on the screen and laughed:
"Dear Kim: Ron said he'd be by at 8:30 for breakfast and to take you to the hospital.
"Love, your Kimmunicator."
'That Wade,' she giggled and decided on a quick shower rather than a bath, removing her Ron hockey t-shirt, then standing, bending all the way over to place her palms on the floor and repeating the motion 10 times then reversing the motion, going over backwards through a handstand and ending up at her closet. She opened it, grabbed her robe, slipped it on, and headed out the hall to the bathroom, foregoing her trashy romantic novel from her nightstand on the way out of her bedroom and into the bath.
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She showered quickly and headed back to her room.
"7:55; now, that's more like it," she giggled as she closed her room door, locked it (Tweeb prevention) and got dressed, quickly slipping on socks and shoes to round out the cargo and crop-top outfit, unlocked and opened the door, and bounded down the stairs to grab some breakfast.
She turned the corner into the kitchen and stopped.
No one was in the refrigerator this morning.
She opened the 'fridge, reached down, grabbed a peach from the crisper, and stood back up.
No one was in the kitchen with her this morning.
"Morning, Kimmie," Anne Possible smiled as she entered the kitchen. "You look a lot more chipper than yesterday morning," Anne smiled as she headed for the fridge herself for bacon and eggs.
"Have you checked on Bonnie, Kim?"
"Actually, Mom, Ron and I are heading down there this morning after breakfast," and Anne added six more eggs to the bowl, just in case.
'Was I dreaming?' she thought.
'It was too real, and she was waaay too snarky for it to have been a dream,' and she bit the peach.
'Just as good as yesterday…' and the morning silence was broken:
"Good morning, Mrs. Dr. P, Kim, and how are you two lovely ladies this bon-diggity morning?"
"Good morning, Ronald; I'm fine," Anne replied, heating the skillet for the eggs and turning on the grill for the bacon.
Ron turned around and headed back for the living room as he heard James come down the stairs, and Kim happened to look up as Ron walked away.
'Wow, he does have a really cute butt; it looks just like…' and she looked down at the peach in her hand, spun it, and giggled.
"What's so funny, Kimmie?" Anne asked as she spread the pound of bacon onto the hot grill, starting the song, of sizzling.
"Nothing, Mom, just a random thought about a dream," and she bit into the peach.
'It's so firm, cold, and juicy…wonder if his …NAAAAAAAA!' and she smiled as she savored her peach.
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On the way to the hospital, Wade beeped.
"Sitch me, Wade," Ron called out as Kim answered the Kimmunicator.
"Bonnie woke up last night, Kim. The doctors have been running tests this morning, but there appears to be no brain damage," Wade was smiling and shrinking back at the same time, wondering what Kim's reaction would be to the news as well as to his comment about how he felt about her from yesterday.
"Thanks, Wade. Once again, you rock big time," she smiled.
"I try, Kim," and he sat back, smiling.
'He looks a lot better than he did all day yesterday,' she thought.
"And, Wade?" She leaned forward and turned away from Ron.
"Yes, Kim?" he looked worried.
Kim stage-whispered into the sensitive microphone: "BonBon? Don't know, but you never know about Bonnie. Me? Flattered, Wade, but I'm taken, guy," and Wade breathed a sigh of relief, then sat up.
"Taken?" he asked as she cut the signal.
"'Bout time she figured it out," Wade said to the room, and he stood and stretched.
'She's taken?' Ron thought as he pulled into the hospital parking lot.
'At least Dad let me use the car this morning; the scooter, she just doesn't seem to cut it, sometimes,' as he jumped out and went around to open the door for Kim.
"Why, thank you, sir," Kim giggled.
"My pleasure indeed, KP," and they headed into the hospital.
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It seems that the news had already gotten out: there was a cheer-fest in the hallway, and several male patients were standing in their doorways or sitting there in their wheelchairs, but they all had two things in common:
They were watching, and they were smiling really, really big smiles.
Crystal was the first to see Kim and Ron walking towards them and she nudged Hope; she turned and looked, then whispered to Marcella and Jessica. Jessica tapped Liz on the shoulder, and the waves parted as Kim and Ron walked into the room, the ladies all anticipating an explosion.
Bonnie was talking to her mom, so she didn't see them enter the room, but her mom did.
"Kimberly!" Charlotte Rockwaller smiled, and Bonnie turned her head and saw Kim.
"K," she called.
"B," Kim responded.
Silence, then
"How are you feeling, Bonnie?"
"Just 'peachy,' Kim," and Bonnie smiled as Kim tried to hold back her shock at Bonnie's response.
"'My little Baaaa-nie,'" Bonnie grinned. "Jeez, K, couldn't you have come up with a line more original than that?" Bonnie's smile covered her entire face, and she held out her arms for a hug, IVs hanging from them.
Kim rushed over and grabbed the prone cheerleader, hugging her tightly.
"I'm sorry-" came from both mouths, and they looked up at each other.
"Jinx! You owe me a soda!" came at the same time, and the ladies laughed.
Ron smiled as he watched the two cheerleaders hug.
Kim stood up.
"I won't accept your resignation from the squad, Bonnie; I'll consider you on a 'leave of absence' while you get better," and the ladies in the hallway, already in shock to see Kim and Bonnie hug, all jumped and cheered.
So did the men in the hall: cheered, that is, albeit silently.
"Bonnie, I'll leave you with your friends from school," Mrs. Rockwaller said, leaning over and kissing Bonnie on the forehead.
"Bye, now, BonBon, Kim, John," and she left the room as the squad outside:
All of the cheerleaders, as one voice, announced from the hall:
"It's Ron!"
"Bonnie, can I talk to you in private for a minute?" Bonnie looked concerned, and Ron caught on quickly.
"I'll be outside with the 'Ron' Fan club," he grinned as he exited, closing the door behind him.
"What is it, Kim?" Bonnie asked, worried that the hammer was going to fall.
"Bonnie, I'm sorry," came from Kim, and Bonnie looked surprised and smiled.
"I've did a lot of thinking yesterday on the way to Austria yesterday, and-"
"Dementor, again?" Bonnie asked with a smile.
"Yeah, and no snow globes this time," Kim chuckled, "but more wiener dogs; at least purebred, this time," and the two ladies laughed.
"Why do we argue all the time?" Kim asked.
Bonnie sat and thought for a few moments, then smiled.
"Because, it's fun?" Bonnie offered, and Kim looked thoughtful herself for a moment.
Bonnie reached for her breakfast tray and grabbed a piece of fruit from it.
"I just love these things cold, don't you?" and she bit into a large, juicy peach. Bonnie patted the bed, and Kim sat on the edge.
"I've enjoyed them a lot lately," Kim replied, "but I've been contemplating a different dessert, and it's not BonBons," and Kim grinned.
"I'll bet; it's BunBuns, though, isn't it?" and Bonnie spun the peach around and showed it to Kim, and the two ladies smiled, then laughed.
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(The camera zooms turns away from the two ladies, laughing on the hospital bed, and stops as it focuses on Dr, Wade Load, he, his chair, and his desk all having somehow appeared in the hospital room.
"Bonnie Rockwaller, and Kim Possible:
"Bitter rivals, and yet connected, if only for a short time, by an uncommon thread.
"That thread has begun the healing process between two people as well as helped Kim make some decisions about her life.
"Kim has now recognized that she has two very important people in her life, and for two entirely different reasons: Bonnie Rockwaller and Ron Stoppable.
"Teen hero Kim Possible: 'she really can do anything,' after 48 hours…" Wade smiles as he places the large paper-filled folder on the desk and picks up a peach:
"…courtesy of The Middleton Files, in…the Twilight Zone," Wade bites the peach as he stared at the cheerleaders and smiled, and the camera swings back to Kim and Bonnie, laughing and talking, then fading to black.
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A KP-TZ2 production: The Middleton Files: My Bonnie Lamb