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The Closet-III

Chapter 9

Bonnie's Bedtime

It was Friday night and everyone was in their own beds, just like they had been every night after that first night when Bonnie and Tara joined the household. Tara was feeling a whole lot better about her breakup with Jason; the two consecutive nights she'd spent in the master bedroom with first Rufus and the next with Kim had made the platinum blond almost totally forget her jerk ex-boyfriend. And her BGF, Bonnie, had been out of the hospital for almost one week.

Bonnie knew that the one night she had slept, as in only being unconscious with and not the going all the way kind of slept, with Ron had been something special, but she couldn't decide what exactly made it so. The very next night she started sleeping in her own bedroom to give herself some space to try and get a handle on her new life.

"Yeah, like that's ever gonna happen," Bonnie groused in her mind as she lay in bed on her back, staring up at the ceiling. "Ron Ron barely touched me and I had a huge orgasm. Brick never gave me one in all the time we'd dated. He was only interested in his own pleasure and we never really got that far in our relationship anyway."

Bonnie looked over to her bedside alarm-clock-radio-CD player and saw it was just after ten o'clock, a few minutes after she'd settled in for the night. If things came to pass as they had over the past week, her new friend would soon join her and she'd get a good night's sleep. If he didn't come, Bonnie knew she wouldn't get very much rest because her mind just wouldn't shut down, being in a continuing loop thinking about all of the changes she'd gone through since her breakdown almost two weeks ago.

Her new friend was running a little late tonight and she hoped he hadn't been held up for some reason. But he hadn't disappointed her yet, sneaking into Bonnie's bed every night to comfort and sleep with her. She could only lie and wait, her mind going over and over everything, thinking about things that she just couldn't quite grasp.

Bonnie rolled over on her side and curled up in a fetal position under the covers as she continued her internal monologue. "It looks like this might be be a night with only two or three hours sleep but I can't get what Ron did to me out of my head."

"But, what exactly did he do to me?" the brunette queried in her mind while tossing and turning some more. Bonnie hadn't questioned what had happened that night, nearly two weeks ago. She had laid down on the small bed in the closet, fully intending to lose her virginity to the blond boy, but events didn't unfold the way she'd planned. She and Ron had kissed for a few minutes as he blocked all of her attempts to fondle or even touch his manhood. Ron simply smiled at her, rolled her over on her side facing away from him and spooned into her back. He gently draped an arm around her, placing his hand on one of her breasts, before she experienced the biggest orgasms of her life and promptly fell unconscious. The experience had been so intense, so wonderful, that she didn't want to try and analyze it. Not even now. She and Tara had experimented a little during their sleepovers but nothing they had experienced came close to what Ron had done to her.

She and Brick had broken up after school let out last spring and Bonnie hadn't looked for a replacement boyfriend, fully intending to snatch Ron away from Kim at the first opportunity. But, the duo had spent most of the summer sequestered in their new house and she didn't get a chance until that first cheer practice. The waiting and planning and waiting and scheming and all of that waiting had taken a toll on her mind until the plot to simply exchange Ron for the captaincy formed in Bonnie's slightly deranged mind. Of course that didn't work out and Bonnie had ended up in the loony bin at the Middleton Hospital. It was there that the follies and pitfalls of following the Food Chain were brought to her attention.

Now, Bonnie is an intelligent person so she quickly caught on to what Dr. Schrumpfen was saying and took it to heart. She was shown where her views and opinions had arisen from, at home with her parents and sisters, and saw how those views had led to the unrealistically fierce rivalry with Kim and a strong animosity toward the always upbeat and out-of-step Ron. When those revelations fully sank in Bonnie vowed then and there, in the doctor's office during the sixth session of their twice daily talks, that she would mend her wicked ways and make amends with the teen couple. Bonnie's resolve to atone was further bolstered when she found out that she would actually be living with Kim and Ron.

She'd made great strides in that regard over the intervening weeks so now all she had to do was find a new boyfriend. Maybe she was ready to get back together with Brick to try having a real relationship with him but Bonnie knew she was a Junior in school and he was a fifth year Senior, having had to repeat his Freshman year. Brick would probably finally graduate at the end of the school year so he would be going off to who knows where while she would be stuck at Middleton High for one more year. It really didn't make any sense to start dating him, especially since she didn't have to worry about the damned Food Chain anymore. They both were at the top of the Food Chain but in truth he was nothing more than a mere Neanderthal who had the proper looks and status as the quarterback of the football team. Bonnie used to think all of that was important but found out differently during that week in the psychiatric ward after her breakdown.

Obviously, she should start looking at the other boys who were available in her class and try to figure out who would make the big bucks when they got out in to the real world.

No!

That was also a wrong way to think. That would be like trying to figure out who could be one of the better people life had to offer. That was the kind of thinking Dr. Schrumpfen had warned her about; obsessing only the best in life. While it would be nice to have a rich, handsome guy by her side, that wasn't what she should be looking for. No, Bonnie now knew she should be searching for someone who fit her like a glove and made her happy. She should be looking for her soul mate.

Just like Ron and Kim were soul mates and fit together perfectly.

"Man, this is going to be hard," the teal-eyed brunette grumbled aloud. "Maybe I shouldn't be looking for Mr. Right at all, just yet. I still have two years of high school in front of me and then college after that. I'll have plenty of time to find my soul mate."

Then it happened.

Like all of the previous nights, Bonnie heard a soft, scampering sound coming down the hall before a small shadow hopped up onto the foot of her bed. "Ho-kay?" the tiny blob squeaked as it tentatively made his way up to her.

"Hey, Rufus," Bonnie greeted the small pink thing that crawled up and settled into the spot between her bare breast with a warm smile. The naked mole rat had asked the same question when he came into her room at about the same time each night and then laid down in the same spot. Bonnie had almost freaked out the first time Rufus showed up but she remembered what Tara had told her about sleeping with Rufus so she'd quickly settled down. Bonnie was now used to talking to Rufus and her answer was also the same as it had been every night he came to her. "No, I'm not alright. I still haven't figured out what I'm supposed to do with my life."

Normally the rodent would respond with a "Ho-kay," and she would stroke and pet him, quickly falling asleep, feeling his heart beat against her sternum as he seemed to comfort her.

But not tonight.

Tonight, Rufus clearly squeaked, "Go see Ron?"

"I don't think so," Bonnie automatically answered as she absently continued to lovingly pet the small animal on her chest. "I might fall in love with him and come to rely on him to fix all my emotional problems. That wouldn't be fair to me, Ron or Kim. Besides, I used to call him a lot of bad names and it would be kinda awk-weird to start having a deep relationship with him."

"Kim?" Rufus almost purred as he thoroughly enjoyed the attention his was getting.

"Now you're just being silly, Rufus," Bonnie giggled softly so as to not wake up anyone else in the house. "K and I might be friends now, which is weird enough considering our history, but I don't think I could ever get to the point where I'd go to her for comfort or advice."

"Oh, ho-kay," Rufus said and laid his head down to fall asleep. He didn't know what else to try. Rufus was only a naked mole rat and had little understanding of the concepts of human relationships. He had tried to learn more after sleeping with Tara that Friday night two weeks ago, but when he used his MMP on the books again, there wasn't much else to gain from them. The instruction manuals on the care and raising of a naked mole rat merely glossed over the therapeutic values of owning a pet and the dictionary was the only other book in Kim and Ron's small library that even mentioned the word. Rufus didn't know what else to do besides listen to Bonnie's problem and try to direct her to some kind of help from his two big buddies.

Well there was all that, but mostly Rufus knew to let the pretty brunette girl caress and pet him so she would sleep peacefully, which was soon the case. Within a minute, Bonnie's hand calmed in her stroking as he felt her heart slow down and her breathing shallowed. Rufus had once again done his job in easing a worried mind, at least for the night.

Xxxxxx

"Hi Wade, what's the sitch?" Kim answered in full mission mode like there hadn't been just under five months since the Lowardian invasion, the last mission she and Ron had gone on. The four teens had just stepped into the house after finishing their Saturday morning run and heard the Kimmunicator beep.

"Hey Kim," Wade greeted from the screen. "Sorry to interrupt your Saturday but there's trouble brewing."

"No problem, Wade," Ron cut in, looking over Kim's left shoulder so he could be seen by their tech-wizard too. "KP's been bouncing off the walls waiting for a mission to come up."

"I have not!" the fiery redhead started to angrily deny before she caught herself and sheepishly admitted, "Well, maybe I have a little. So what's the problem?"

"Global Justice just informed me that there'd been a clerical error at the State Penitentiary and DNAmy was released early. I was trying to locate her and the satellite I borrowed just registered a major spike in power usage coming from her old house. It looks like she may be up to something so GJ wants you to investigate."

"I thought the villains weren't supposed to start anything for another month or so?" Tara queried with a confused face as she peeked over Kim's other shoulder to see what was going on and ask her question. "At least that's what it says in the Villainous Book of Villainy."

"Oh, hey Tara," Wade cheerfully chimed from the small screen in Kim's hand. "How are things going now that you and Bonnie are living with Kim and Ron?"

"I'm having the time of my life," the platinum blond tittered in response. "Why, just the other day…"

"Wade! Tara!" Kim almost growled at the two, cutting Tara off in mid sentence, "you two can chit-chat later. Right now we need to worry about DNAmy."

"Oh! Right!" Wade said as he started to type away to avoid the menacing glare coming from Kim. "Your ride should be there in ten minutes. And Tara, the answer to your question is, DNAmy doesn't consider herself to be a Villain so she doesn't think she needs to follow that rule in the book."

"We'll be ready," Kim huffed out as she thumbed off the Kimmunicator and headed for the stairs.

"Can I come too?" Bonnie asked as she swiftly followed the redhead.

"Why would you want to come along on a mission?" Ron asked the teal-eyed brunette before Kim could. He knew Kim didn't like to be sidetracked when she went into full mission mode.

"Because I wanna help," Bonnie quickly shot back as all four of the teens ascended the stairs to the bedrooms. "I've watched you two run off at the drop of a hat for a coupla years now to fight the bad guys and you've made a difference in the world. I'm trying to be a better person and helping you on your missions is one way I can make amends for what I've said and done to you two over the years."

"I don't know," Kim warily said as she got to the top of the staircase and stopped to think.

"It is only DNAmy," Ron offered, "so how hard can the mission be? It's not like she's had time to build a whole army of her mutant Cuddle Buddies."

"Look K," Bonnie said in a no-nonsense voice, "I know I can't fight like you two can but I'm light on my feet and smart enough not to get in anyone's way."

"Alright Bonnie," Kim finally ceded after taking in all of the arguments, "you can act as our distraction if we need one. If we don't need a distraction then just stay out of our way and watch."

"Thank you!" Bonnie squealed in delight as she raced off to her bedroom to get dressed for the mission. "You won't regret it!" She knew exactly what she was going to wear. As a gag gift on her last birthday, Bonnie's sisters had given her a pair of desert camouflage colored cargo pants with matching tee-shirt. Of course she would never be caught dead wearing them to school or in public, but on a mission...

"I hope not," Kim murmured to herself as she entered her bedroom to get dressed.

"What about you, Tara?" Ron queried to the platinum blond who was still standing at the top of the stairs. "Do you want to come along too?"

"No thank you, Ron," Tara sighed as she headed to her room. "As curious as I might be about what goes on during your missions I really don't think I would be much help. Besides, I have a report to write for one of my classes and I want to get it out of the way so I can sit back and relax for the rest of the weekend. I'll just stay here and hold down the fort."

Xxxxxx

"That! Was! AWESOME!" Bonnie enthusiastically cheered as she energetically bounced and weaved around the two other teens who were trying to sit down in the back of the Global Justice VTOL jet for the ride home. "Did you see me when I went up against that half lion, half zebra thingy? When can we do it again? Contact Wade and see if he can find another Villain that's doing something bad so we can go and thwart them now!"

"Yes, you did well against the Li-bra," Kim ceded with a light laugh as she sat down in one of the jump seats in the rear compartment of the jet. "Your Grand Jeté over the Li-bra was super when it attacked you and knocked itself out by running headlong into the Genetic Zipper."

"And the way you verbally tore in to DNAmy on how she shouldn't be doing the same old lame evil experiments just because she was mistakenly let out of prison early, really brought her back down to Earth," Ron quickly added as he sat next to Kim.

"Yeah," Bonnie enthused, still excitedly bouncing on her heels, (or was she bouncing around because the craft was lifting off,) "that felt sooo good to get out of my system! Can we do it again?" (Nope, it wasn't the aircraft moving. Bonnie was definitely pumped!)

"Just sit down B," Kim cautioned and patted the other jump seat next to her. "You're a little hopped up on adrenaline right now. It'll take you a few minutes to come down off of the high."

"But I don't wanna calm down," Bonnie practically screeched as she sat down where Kim had indicated before she excitedly popped right back up and started to pace back and forth in front of the two teen heroes. "I haven't felt like this since the time you got detention, K, and I took over the squad for a coupla days. I don't want this high to ever end!"

Kim growled at the memory of the time she almost got blown up by the nano-tick, shortly after she'd locked Ron in the janitor's closet but before he'd gotten his Monkey Powers. She leaned over to her husband and softly growled, "Bring her down, now, please and thank you!"

"Hey, Bon Bon," Ron happily said as he stood up and wrapped an arm around the still hyper brunette, "do you want to do something that'll feel just as good as taking down DNAmy?"

"You bet'cha!" answered the fidgety brunette without a thought.

"We can…" Ron said aloud before he leaned in and whispered in Bonnie's ear.

"Do you mean it?" Bonnie yelped in disbelief before she threw herself at Ron, kissing him passionately. Breaking the buss, she grabbed his arm and dragged him into the GJ hovercraft's small bathroom, slamming the door shut and leaving Kim alone in the cabin.

Nine seconds later the door opened and Ron walked out with Bonnie, unconscious in his arms. The camouflage cargo pants she was wearing were unbuttoned and unzipped but they were still on her body.

"That was quick," Kim quipped with a light giggle. "Bonnie must've been really wound up for you to be able to knock her out so fast with your MMP."

"I only gave her the one kiss on the lips out here," Ron softly said to not wake the brunette in his arms as he laid her down across a couple of the jump seats. "She was trying to take off her pants when I groped her breasts, then she orgasmed and collapsed."

"Well," Kim said in a sultry voice as she stood up and started to take off her black, three-quarter sleeve, midriff baring, mock turtleneck sweater, "now that Bon Bon's out of the way, maybe you'd like to take care of your wife. She's a little strung out on adrenaline too since she hasn't seen any mission action in five months."

"It would be my pleasure to help you out, Kimala," Ron said as he glanced over to the closed cockpit door of the hover jet. Global Justice was giving them a ride back to Middleton and they both knew that the door wouldn't be opened until they were three minutes out from their house so they had at least an hour to themselves. Ron unbuttoned his cargo pants and they swiftly fell to the floor. "But what about Tara? Bonnie and I were alone. Doesn't that mean you need to get together with her to make it all even out?"

"You're right," Kim said as she finished getting undressed and pulled a survival sleeping bag out of one of the storage lockers and spread it out on the floor of the ship. "I'll need to get together with Tara when we get home."

Xxxxxx

"How did the mission…" Tara started to ask before she looked up from her textbook and saw Ron carrying an unconscious Bonnie into the house. A look of horror arose as she frantically asked, "What happened? Is she okay?" Tara sat up in the reclining chair she was in and clasped the afghan blanket up under her chin in fear of what may have happened to her BFGF.

"Bon Bon's perfectly fine," Ron assured the platinum blond girl as he gently laid Bonnie down on the couch in the living room. "She's just sleeping off the letdown after the adrenaline rush from the mission."

"And also the overload she got when Ron gave her an MMP induced orgasm," Kim giggled as she entered the front door, immediately kicked off her black shoes and then started taking off the rest of her mission togs. "That means that you and I need to spend some alone time together, according to the rules we set down a few weeks ago."

"Yeah, about that," Tara shyly said as she tossed the afghan aside and showed the teen couple that she was sitting there totally naked. "Instead of you and I alone, Kim, could I maybe sleep with Ron… or both of you?"

"Why would you want that?" Ron queried as he took off his cargo pants, being sure to let Rufus out of the pocket first so the naked mole rat wouldn't get mangled or lost in the discarded piece of apparel and the little guy could also race into the kitchen for his regular post-mission nosh.

"Welllllll," Tara answered as a pink tint began to grace her cheeks, "I was hoping to lose my virginity real soon now that I'm completely over Jason and I want you to take it." She looked over to the now nude redhead and smiled. "And I wouldn't mind it too much if Kim was there when it happened."

"But why would you want to lose that most precious of gifts now?" Kim queried as she walked over to talk face to face with the platinum blond girl. "Don't you want to wait until you find the right guy; you're soul mate?"

"I don't know when or if I'll ever meet the perfect guy for me," Tara argued back as she picked up the textbook she'd been reading and stuffed it in her backpack. "I could find him, or her, tomorrow or next week or twenty years from now." She stood up after stowing the backpack behind the chair she'd been sitting in and warmly smiled at the teen couple. "You've shown me and Bonnie what real friendship and love is all about and I want to return that love."

"It sounds like you've thought this through a little," Kim lightly laughed as the three naked teens made their way out to the pool area in the backyard, "but are you sure you want to lose your virginity to Ron and me?"

"I'm positive," Tara giggled as she wrapped her arms around one of Ron's. "You two have done so much for the world and especially for me. I mean you defeated the Lowardian invaders and then you helped Bonnie become a better person after her breakdown by letting us move in with you. I know we'll have to move out after you both become teachers at school next semester. It'd be inappropriate behavior for students and teachers that aren't related to live together so now would be the right time to show you how much I appreciate what all you've done."

"As long as you're sure this is what you want," Ron said as he snaked his arm around the waist of the blond girl and gave her a kiss on the forehead. The three teens laid down on one of the large, double-wide chaise lounges and began to make out.

Inside the house, Bonnie tossed and turned a bit in her sleep on the couch and finally stopped in a semi-fetal position. Rufus, after having his fill of cheese in the kitchen, scurried into the room, jumped up next to the brunette and nestled into the crook of her neck for a nap. The naked mole rat tried to cuddle in to his normal resting place but Bonnie was still dressed and lying on her side. Her neck was the only bare-skinned place where he could feel her heartbeat. Bonnie immediately calmed down as the naked mole rat curled up against her and a content smile arose as she drifted off into deep peaceful rest.