A Tail of Two Parties
Chapter 6
Over head the mechanical multicoloured rainbow whirled parading vibrant patterns across the dance floor; moving and swaying they marched past in the same rhythmic beat thrown up by the pop group as they preformed for the multitudes. Their appearance changed from red to blue to yellow and any number of combinations in the colour spectrum as the beams criss-crossed one another at high speed. Occasionally a loud hiss would sound over the music and a jet of sweet smelling smoke drifted over the performers as they gyrated their bodies to the harmony, hoping to draw the attention of a member of the opposite sex with their healthy vigour and scant clothing.
Upon the liquor soaked bar preformed more girls anxious to show others watching what they could do. To be in the hero business was to be in the spotlight and so showing off was to be expected. So at either end of the raised platform girls had exhibited themselves willingly delighting the audience with their antics. The tenders would scurry around the moving feet and occasional body part as they passed the patrons their requested beverages.
In the center of the dance floor Ron Stoppable was showing off his bon-digity moves. The response had been unexpected for him but not for the girls who loved to dance and could never find a good partner. They had flocked after him and he had obliged spinning, twisted and generally charming some of the most beautiful girls he'd ever seen. That was until one in particular had shown up and all the others seemed to melt away. This was the one he had seen strutting her stuff upon the bar top earlier in the evening, the one who wore not much more than two tiny strips of yellow fabric that coveried her naughty bits, a long flowing green cape with matching gloves, healed boots and lastly storage belt mounted about her waist. Her long black hair flowed as she swung her head and body dramatically to the beat of the music.
She wasn't as beautiful as Kim but she possessed the more exotic look of Shego without the disadvantage of being green. Her body shifted and bounced with almost the same rhythm as the melody. The minimalist strips of fabric that hugged her torso seemed almost moulded to her flesh and didn't shift away from the parts that needed covering. "Having an awesome time?" she asked shouting into his ear so as to be heard over the din.
"This is the most incredible thing I've been invited to." He replied leaning in so close he could feel the heat of her body and smell the incredible perfume that had freely mixed with the perspiration that coated her glistening flesh. It was a similar scent to what Kim wore sparingly, for it was very pricey, on their few special dates for she quickly learned the lusty affect it had upon him.
She leaned in close gently touching the bare flesh upon his arm. "Did you manage to get something to eat?"
"Ya the food was delicious."
"How bout' that cheese tray, did you manage to get some of that?" Ron nodded the affirmative. "A little disappointed that I didn't get any…" she shrugged "…to busy dancing. I love to dance" Her eyes became more animated as she thought about the splendid cheese.
Clearing his throat nervously "Uh ya I did manage to get a little." He mumbled knowing full well that he and Rufus had decimated the platter.
"Isn't it the most bon-diggity ever?"
Smiling Ron just nodded in agreement it had been wonderful. "So whose hero are you attached too?" he asked trying to change the subject.
"What was that?" she asked pressing herself tight against him.
Ron could feel the pressure of her body against his; her hand had wrapped part way about his body, hand gently resting very low upon his back. He could feel her large solid breasts press up against his chest. As she continued to dance her thigh would grind against his hips, "I said whose hero are you with?"
She backed up slightly and shook her head laughing "I'm not a sidekick, I'm a hero!"
Stopping in his tracks Ron looked upon this hero with much confusion clouding his mind. "But if you're a hero how come you're not down at the…" his voice trailed off as he pointed behind at where he figured the other party would be.
"Are you insane?"
He didn't bother answering on the off chance that it was a rhetorical question. Best thing was to not say anything and confirm what somebody else was thinking
"That is the most horrific party ever, bar none. The seminars are boring almost to the point of death, people are obnoxious and pompous AND if you actually eat…no wrong word, get the food past your mouth it WILL most likely kill you. There's a saying that when you're captured by villains you can say 'Do your worst, nothing you do can be anywhere near as bad as the Hero Party.'" She concluded with "And I was stupid enough to go… twice." She held up two gloved fingers before his face. "This party is much way more fun; sidekicks have an awesome time, no expectations of superiority so there's nothing to live up to so you have the time of your life. And they love their food, so only the best is served here!"
"But…but…." Ron stammered "how did you get in, you're a hero."
"Dude look at the way I'm dressed." She made a point of emphasising the lack of costume "I can get in anywhere. Besides I can turn invisible." She added proudly.
Ron stared out a nothing in particular, stunned by this bit of news. Kim had dreamed about going off to that party in well, forever. Now he found out that her bash was a real downer or the food had killed her. Maybe she needed rescuing he thought. He should sneak in and liberate her from her tribulations.
Scratching his chin that was most likely not a good idea, sneaking into a building full of heroes was bound to end in failure and most likely a lot of pain for him. No if she wasn't having fun she would have left and come gotten him, so she must be having a good time. All he had to do was wait until she came to fetch him and she could tell him all about it. If Kim hadn't take pleasure in the event he would hear about it endlessly, if it wasn't then he would hear about it endlessly.
His train of thought came to a screeching halt as his dance partner cozied up beside him. One arm slide behind his back her hand resting quite low upon his body, the other began slowly stroking his abdomen at the very apex of his belt, her playful fingers would occasionally drifting below the buckle. Her large bosom thrust up against his chest, this close Ron could feel the passion given off by her sultry soft tissue. Leaning her head into the nape of his neck, her warm breath glided across his soft tissue, her tongue flicked out, lapping at his ear lobe.
Flushing Ron thought to himself that this was what he tried to do to Kim to get her all hot and bothered. She generally enjoyed it.
"You know…" her hand slid up under his shirt and began to massage his mostly well muscled chest. "…there's this nice quiet spot in the back. I could turn us invisible and we could…."
Suddenly a solid mass struck him soundly; sending him reeling backwards. Some very large powerful mountain had smashed between himself and his dance partner just when she was going to ask him something and much to his enjoyment turn him invisible. Pressing his lips tightly together as a low rumble sounded deep in his throat he thought how rude this very tall powerful looking dark haired woman was to just crash between him and who ever that other woman happened to be, he couldn't remember catching her name. Placing hands upon hips he glared at the other woman's back, she had a familiar vibe but he just couldn't place her. He really should give her a piece of his mind, as limited as that was. Suddenly a strong firm hand grasped a tight hold upon his shoulder and spun him around so fast it took several moments for his eye balls to catch up.
As the pair of dark brown eyes slowly ceased wobbling in their sockets he was confronted by the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Her dark red hair played through all shades of the rainbow as the over head lights danced like a kaleidoscopic halo across her head. A round face that was quite pleasant to gaze at, although her eyes were closed as she dance to the rhythmic beat, regardless he could tell they were large and beautiful. Thin lips were coloured a deep shimmering red that seemed to glimmer in the pale light. Between the eyes and lips were her cheeks that flushed brilliantly as blood heated by a passion flowed through her body.
The girl's flesh was a very pale white as only a red heads could be, but it was taunt covering a very trim and well toned body. The legs were incredible, very long a well highlighted, smooth to the touch and ending with a very dainty set of feet encapsulated in a pair of very high spaghetti strapped healed sandals. A very revealing short white linen dress only just covered everything in between. It was a off the shoulder number that seemed to be fastened with a large golden clip upon her left shoulder. About her middle a rope belt was firmly fixed accenting her thin waist and highlighting her glorious hips, the metal of the buckle matched that of the shoulder clip. Other bits of jewellery that accented her wondrous form was a pair of large droopy hoop earrings that swayed as her head weaved about, several bracelets dangled about each wrist, one had even found its way around her right ankle. A thin golden rope chain wound its way about her long thin neck and finally a delicate snake coiled around her upper arm.
She was a stunning beauty to ogle and Ron stared long and hard at this exquisite creature. Oh how the white bit of fabric hugged every mind-blowing curve, the way it swirled with her every violent dance movement. The way it played off those phenomenal round, firm, perky little…oh man he was so in trouble. "KP!" he squealed loudly.
"Hey lover boy." She replied smiling in his direction.
"I…I…oh…aaa…" he stammered, fingers pointing in multiple directions as his eyes darted about the room "…I…ah…I'm sorry."
"For what you weren't planning something stupid were you?" she cried over the noise. One eyebrow had risen upon her forehead in a questioning manner.
Head slumped against his chest as his eye's played about the room. His entwined fingers were resting tightly against his belly. Farther down one toe scuffed at the floor moving around little bits of debris. "Define stupid?" he mumbled.
This stopped her dead in her tracks. Her hip cocked far to one side, one hand rested upon said hip. But it was higher up that caused him the most stress; the one eyebrow had risen dramatically as those green eyes glared sharply him. "Something that would put a serious ding in our relationship!"
"No!" he cried out quickly not entirely certain what she was getting at, but regardless he never wished to do damage to their bond.
Boogieing closer Kim rubbed herself up against her lover "Then what's the problem then?"
"But you were always upset when we had dance class several weeks ago."
Turning her back to him she let herself slither down his body until she squatted over the floor. Kim was about to bounce back up when she thought better of the idea due to the length or lack of it in the skirt she wore. Raising her arms high over head she flittered her finger about and crying "Up, up, up."
Obliging her Ron grasped her wrists and bodily heaved her up wards flinging her high into the air. His mate did a spectacular spin before gracefully landing facing him once more. "Several reasons." Holding up several fingers before his face and letting them dance there. "One, I didn't know you could dance like that."
"I told you I was a bon-diggity dancer."
"Telling me and actually dancing with me are two different things. Two Monique set up to dance with lead foot."
"He's a good football player." Ron mumbled.
"Ya but he's a lousy dancer. Three, I'm never happy to see you with your arms around Bonnie." The name came out dripping with venom, Bonnie was Kim's rival in many daily school activities and as every girl in the class had a chance to twirl about the gym floor with Ron in her arms so did her rival. But it was this girl in particular that had riled Kim the most. The brunette seemed to taunt Kim ever chance that presented itself. "And lastly Tara and that flowing little green dress of hers.
"Sort of like the one you're wearing?"
"Yes, so if you twirl me about like you did her…"
"It will be very revealing?" he said giggling.
"Ya and since I'm wearing something similar underneath, I would be very appreciative if you didn't give everybody a good view."
Their dancing had become very close with her grinding up against his hip while he wrapped his arms about her middle. Somewhere in the middle their eyes locked in a traditional note of affection. "She was gonna turn me invisible." Ron stated rather proudly.
"I bet she was." Kim's tone was nothing less than unhappy sarcasm.
"What you don't think that's awesome? Just think of all the things I could do." His enthusiasm was getting to an all time high.
"I think she wanted to be with you while you were invisible." The words came out in a dull monotone voice.
Rubbing his chin trying to think; "Why would she do that? I mean what kind things could me and her do?"
Some how his words didn't surprise her but Kim was still flabbergasted by his statement. "Ron she was trying to seduce you!" She spat out annoyed at both him and the other woman.
"But why would she do that, I have a girlfriend already." He responded quite confused.
Exasperated "But she doesn't know that."
"Wow… you think so. This is really quite annoying." One hand reached back to scratch the back of his neck. "How do I miss all these things?" Girls really should be more obvious. "I mean how many other girls have I missed on. There was Tara…" he began counting off on his fingers. "Did I miss anything with Zita… how many others….Oooo"
At that point he had glimpsed Kim's face and he may not be the brightest of characters but he could tell that his lady fair was not in a good mood any more. He could almost see the little daggers shooting out from her eye balls and impaling him in quite a nasty fashion. "I think it's your fault."
The irritation still remained but one brow rose questioning his logic. "Even from the beginning your angelic beauty has made all those other lowly girls pale in comparison when presented next to you. They never stood a chance, your radiance overwhelmed them and low they were forced to admit defeat and slink away to the shadows to attempt others less enraptured by you splendour."
Kim smiled at his attempt to woo himself back into her good books and slightly surprised that he knew what enraptured meant.
Ron had seen the look on Kim's face change and knew he'd made a reasonable attempt to placate her resentment towards the daft things he'd blurted out. She never stayed mad for very long but that didn't mean the here and now would be pleasant, especially since he didn't really wish to leave this bon-diggity party quite yet. Stiffening as he felt a presence hovering just about his ear, was it the other woman who'd been hitting on him? But then a deep sultry feminine voice whispered in his ear "Go on and kiss de girl." That was a good idea he thought to himself.
Kim had watched the Mighty Maiden lean over and murmur into Ron's ear but hadn't heard what was said. Judging by how his eyes were twinkling and a large goofy grin had wrapped itself around his face she figured it had something to do with her. She leaned back ever so slightly as he bend forwards striving to steal a kiss from her. After all she didn't want to make thing too easy for him.
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Even with the hour as late as it was the place was still hopping. The band had returned to the stage to complete their final set. Even with people tired from the night's actives still they managed to call forth the multitudes to partake in the wild joys of an unbridled dance. Crowds still blend together with one another in clusters both large and small at almost random points about the room. Each and every one of the video and game tables held an assembly either watching, cheering or waiting ones turn for play. By now the vitals had been pretty much picked over, but still enough remained for those late arrivals who might just be ravenously wanting to dine upon whatever remained.
Ron had managed to curtail one of the few stools that were placed near the bar and with no other place to sit his beautiful girlfriend was situated daintily upon his lap. Her silky smooth long legs were neatly crossed at the knee to show her lady like qualities and nothing untoward. She could feel his large strong hands supporting her, one wrapped across her spine resting upon her hip, the other gently cupping her bare knee.
Raising a soft squishy mini éclair to her open mouth she bit down quickly and with no mercy. Thick rich dark chocolate pressed against the roof of her mouth, soft white cream filling spilled out from either side of her lips as the soft pastry succumbed to her attack. It was one of the most incredible bits of confectionary she'd ever had the good fortune to partake. Kim Possible let out a contented sigh as her tongue flicked out catching the remains of her desert. Her appetite had returned with a vengeance and the small paper plate, that now rested upon the bar had been piled high with sandwiches, pastries and something from almost every tray that remained on the buffet. The one exception being the cheese tray and she had a pretty good idea on why there was nothing remaining upon that oversized plate. Her guess was that she was sitting daintily upon the lap of the destroyer of milk based products. Everything had been so wonderfully delicious that she'd consumed far more than planned in terms of the main course and when the desert trays had come into view was when she'd really gone to town.
Upon the bar looking very much like Captain Ahab was Rufus; a pale plastic fork was gripped high over his head. With a quick fluid motion the harpoon was heaved forward slamming into the sole remaining meatball hard enough that the prongs sunk through to the opposite side. Well practiced movements brought the bit of beef into his waiting mouth where upon he devoured it eagerly. A loud belch and the over stuffed creature fell backwards where he lay spread eagle upon the dirty woodwork. So full was he that if offered a thin wafer mint he would explode with much violence.
"Ya know I'm really sorry about your boyfriend and all. But he didn't say anything." The girl tried to explain hoping for some form of forgiveness.
Kim smirked as she looked at the older woman, realizing that she didn't even know her name just that there was Phantom in the title someplace. "Honestly," leaning back she draped one arm around her mate's neck. "He didn't even know you were hitting on him." Her long fingers rummaged through his messy blonde hair. As for the boy himself he just shrugged and tried to look else where to hide his embarrassment.
"Oh come on, I was more than obvious!" the poor woman was more than a little indignant at the fact that her womanly charms so noticeably dangled before the boy were missed. The poor girl was now facing the pair of love birds her open hands held in such a way as to emphasise the stunning body not very well covered by several bits of flimsy fabric.
There were several things that Kim was unhappy about. That this woman had made an open invitation to her lover was one. That he had completely missed it made it slightly easier for her to forgive the woman for doing so but that still didn't make Kim happy. The other was her wardrobe, it wasn't that it didn't wear well on the woman but it was rather shameless to be out in public in something that minuscule in terms of fabric. The fact remained that Ron would beg for her to add it to her cupboard for play time attire and there was no way that was ever going to happen. Since Mom still did the laundry Kim would never hear the end of that article being found in the wash.
Mighty Maiden made her presence known, leaning heavily against the bar which she seemed to tower over. Signalling to the keeper she yelled something into his ear, making motions three times towards the counter top. Quickly the tender left to do the heroes bidding. Turning towards the conversation "Ah but a love that is true has eyes but for one woman." She stated poetically.
"Must be nice." Grumbled the poor dark haired heroen clearly dejected at the present turn of events.
"That's my guy." Kimberly cooed as she ruffled her mate's hair before giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. Noting the red stain upon his brow in the shape of a very feminine pair of lips she dabbed her fingers upon her tongue and swiped at the offending stain. The effort was rewarded only in the smearing of the rouge about his temple and appearing as if he'd been struck upon his noggin with a errant meatball.
"I mean it's so hard to find a good guy in this line of work." The poor Phantom Girl lamented "All the heroic types are so full of themselves it's hard to find a place within their sunshine that isn't reserved for themselves. Sport stars and actors! Please: most have more money than brains, and that's not saying much. As for the regular guys…" Her body seemed to sag heavily against the weight of her depressed rant. "They see you round housing some henchman out a window…well it's a very vivid image." Looking over at Kim as she quite happily perched upon the lap of her lover. "I really envy you."
Kim was uncertain what to say to the dejected one. Regardless she was keeping herself between Ron and this hussy, just to be on the safe side.
It became quite at least in the general area, the rest of the room was still hopping with excitement.
Heroes had meandered by to collect their sidekicks. The vast majority were males picking up youthful wards. All looked suitably overdeveloped in the category of musculature features and seemed not to stand by and watch the action but to pose and make certain they were seen. Although Kim failed to recognize anybody that had been present at her party, most probably knew better that to be seen and that little foray.
There were those few exceptions to the above mentioned rule. A large lanky man with a scruffy looking hairdo and hunched shoulders was standing leaning against the bar. His baggy brown corduroy pants seemed to hang off his frame and the pee green shirt seemed even too big and baggy for him. Near by sitting quite contently was a large brown and slobbery Great Dane, its great whip like tail slapping rapidly against the floor. Both characters seemed to be a few bricks short of a full load. Regardless both seemed quite happy at the arrival of a pleasantly plump young lady.
She wasn't tall by comparison; barely did her head reach past the gentles shoulders. The girl obviously didn't qualify as a stunningly beauty but in her own right seemed very attractive. Hair of brown was cropped into a pageboy cut, curving around her round face. A pair of thick deep black heavy framed glasses did little to hide her natural loveliness, although they did distort her eyes quite considerably. As mentioned she was a little fleshy but she was round and firm in all the right places which gave her a pleasant hour glass figure. The only thing Kim could really manage to find fault with was her attire, orange. Please, that was just so….uuggg. The baggy oversized sweater pulled up at the elbows and the knee high socks were the same colour as a jack-o-lantern. So not flattering to any form.
The long sorrowful silence was finally broken by one Mr. Stoppable "So KP are you going to the hero's thing next year?" He asked hopefully.
All Kim could do was snort vehemently "Not a chance!"
"But…but…KP you always wanted to go to that…thing…and now you don't…" he was stammering with a side order of whimpering. Down on the table top an equally pathetic moan emanated from blotted Rufus.
"Not a chance. That was the most…most…horrible event I've ever had the misfortune of being stuck at! And no I'm not going again!" She never hollered at him but her teeth were clenched and the words hissed out like a snake's venom. No amount of wining nor pleading would change her stance. The big doe eyes he aimed in her direction would not thaw her icy heart and the mighty puppy dog pout would also have no effect, she was not heading back to that shindig. The pair that added to their company shook their heads in a negative fashion agreeing that it was not a wise idea to be present at that overdeveloped function.
A slight chink formed in the iced up armour that covered her essence as she looked into his deep soulful pleading eyes. Those big brown eyes knocked chunks out of her shields. She could feel his fingers gentle strumming along the length of her spine, another little ploy to weaken her defences. Upon the other stage the little rodent had somehow lifted himself up into an almost upright position and with hands held together he pleaded with her to change her mind. "But…" she caved "if you're both good maybe…just maybe…we'll come back here next year."
She could almost hear the cheer cried out from the heavens as the pair realized that they would be allowed to return to this most awesome of festivals. "But wait. You said we; how are you gonna get in?" He questioned. "I mean Maiden, well who's going to stop her?" Near by the mightiest of their little group opened her mouth to say something but then the boy was correct there were very few around that could slow her down let alone stop her. "Out new friend" he couldn't remember her name either, if he'd ever gotten it "can just turn invisible and come in. But you?"
"Well I'll just do what I did this year." With her long red fingernail she touched the tip of his nose. "When the guy at the door asked who my hero was I will reply Kim Possible. And when he looks at me and questions if I'm Ron Stoppable then I will say my name is actually Ronda Stoppable." She finished off with a giggle.
For his part Ron just screwed up his face, looking away he grumbled something that nobody else heard. As for the rest of the girls they chuckled with youthful abandon.
Several small glasses clinked together marking the return of the barkeep. He slides three tiny glassed out from between his long fingers and positions one in front each girl. Mighty Maiden raised her skyward and saluted "Too our sidekicks."
The dark haired beauty had lifted her little glass to her lips but stopped abruptly "Hey I've never had a sidekick." She complained.
"But you came here looking to partake in one." There was no argument but with a grumble she lifted her beaker as well.
Kim watched as the pair tilted their heads far back letting the brightly coloured liquid rapidly disappear down their throats. With a little more reservation raised her goblet up but only as far as her nose. The hint of spices wafted up tickling the hairs of her nasal sensors, immediately peeking her interest. Something that smelled that interesting couldn't be bad. So fallowing the other girl's lead she let the drink fire past her tongue and down her throat.
With a gasp she clutched at her throat as the liquid burned her oesophagus on its way to her belly. Eyes immediately began to water and several tears trickled down the side of her nose. Her brain clearly unhappy at the oddities this young lady was trying to do to her body this evening.
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