Here it is all! The 10th chapter of "Come on Kim!" This is just a bit of at home drama before they all head off to the church. And no matter how it may seem, this story is not KiGo! I've just been getting that vibe from my own writing lately, and I know that there hasn't been the most K/R in this story so far. But when the time comes, I won't disappoint!
Chapter 10
5:48 pm
"No! This is not going well! Kim screamed from her bedroom. She only had a few minutes to get herself ready, causing her to go into major freak-out mode. "I'll never tame this nest of hair!"
She brought the comb to the back of her hair and yet again, delicately sliced it though the burnt section of her locks. A few more strands with charred ending sprinkled her carpet, taunting her every time she looked down.
"This is all your fault, Shego!" She shouted to the woman downstairs. "If you hadn't kidnapped me in the first place, my hair wouldn't be-"
"Oi, Princess! Your lucky that I even bothered to save your bloody-"
"That is enough!"
Both voices stopped short of blowing a fuse when forced to shut up by the orders of Anne Possible. Shego didn't dare say another word at the moment. The last thing she needed was being provoked into killing the girl's mother.
The woman stepped into Kim's room and shut the door behind her.
"Kim, please tell me why your arch rival is downstairs sifting through my magazines?! She has the mouth of a-"
"Mom, she's always been like this. And she did help save me, no matter how much I want to deny it." She tried to force the comb through again, but only got more loose strands on the floor. Kim grunted in annoyance.
"Kim, why are you trying to do your hair now? Put on the dress first!" Anne nagged her daughter.
Kim's only reply was, "Well, I was thinking about washing it..."
"Then go ahead, just make it quick. We've got to leave in about ten minutes, Kimmie!" she said as the teen rushed off to the bathroom.
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At the same time...
After stuffing himself full with leftover Bueno Nacho, Ron Stoppable sat contently at his desk, toothpick in hand. With only about ten minutes left, he was ready for the ceremony, and much more than that. He patted his pocket, and almost instantly the little rodent awoke from his slumber.
"Rufus! Are you ready yet?"
The mole rat nodded, slowly coming to. Ron smiled at that. Not many people would think that a tuxedo looked good on a naked mole rat, but the little guy was pulling it off quite well. He folded the pocket flap over and allowed his friend to fall back asleep. Yes, he was quite content with himself at the moment.
"This is gonna be badical!" He shouted with both arms folded behind his neck.
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5:51 pm
Kim had just finished drying her hair with a new record at hand - two minutes spent washing and one to get her hair mostly dried off. She combed and combed at the speed of light, happy to have washed away the rest of her charred split ends. This to her was absolute madness, but she knew it was mostly her fault.
"If only I hadn't gone for that walk..."
She reprimanded herself as she fought her way out of her sweat-drenched t-shirt and burnt Banana Club jeans.
"...none of this would've happened!"
She ran over to the wedding dress, sitting expectantly on her bed. It stared at her for a moment with its pearls, dancing wistfully down the side. Kim gingerly picked it up, and lowered it as she stepped into neck opening. She gradually raised it up, slowly over her hips as to not rip anything. She slipped one arm into the right arm opening, and then did the same with the left. All that was left to do was get the zipper - the one accessory that tortures women the most.
She reached her arm back carefully to reach it, but no matter how hard she tried, she just could get it. "Argh! Nah! Why you...!" she shouted at her current rival. It was just taunting her - sliding down each time she managed to even touch it.
"Need some help?"
Kim spun quickly to see no one other than Shego standing at the door.
"Get out!" Kim yelled as she threw her armory of dirty clothes at Shego.
"Hey!" the villainess shouted as she ducked a shirt and two socks, "I came to help! You know, what someone wouldn't be throwing laundry at you for!"
Kim scowled at that. "I wouldn't be throwing laundry at you if you were helping!"
Fed up, Shego bolted forward, and before Kim had time to defend herself properly she felt her arms being twisted behind her back, pain shooting up to her shoulder. She tried to break free of the woman's clutches, but still closed her eyes to brace for impact. The next thing she knew, she heard a distinct zipppppppppp sound from behind her. It was up.
Her arms were at once released, and she quickly turned to meet the gaze of her... helper.
"Shego, what are you doing? You're way out of it today, and..."
"It's freaking you out?"
"Yeah."
Shego sighed - she couldn't believe she was actually talking to Possible like this. Possible of all people! Never in a million years would she have believed it.
"Look here, Princess. I'm not one to act in kindness to anyone but myself, but this is something that I understand. I don't know why, but I'm feeling... nice today. Nice to you! Now, I know I shouldn't be in your house right now, or even in your room..."
"Please spare me!"
"...but I guess this is just one of those girl things in life. I guess."
Kim smirked as she looked upon her nemesis. "Those sisterly instincts kicking in today or what?"
Shego's only response was a frustrated growl as she went back downstairs. But even she knew that Kim was right.
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5:55 pm
"I was thinking of an up-do! Or, no! How about we tie it off to the side?" Anne was excitedly chatting away at her daughter, figuring out what do with all of those red locks. Less than ten minutes to go until launch and she was freaking out. Kim just didn't seem up to doing it for herself at the moment.
"Mom," Kim pleaded, "Why not a simple style, kinda like-"
"No! Kimmie, this is an important event. It has to be perfect!" Kim frowned and moaned impatiently. They didn't have time for this!
"Well, you could just-"
"A bun! We'll go with an upward bun, with bangs cascading downward, like this!" She held Kim's hair in said fashion.
"Whatever you want to do mom." Just as long as I don't end up defaulting to your hairstyle, I'm good, thought Kim. The thought of her looking just like her mother made her internally wince.
Kim sat perfectly still as her mother put up the bun and stuck her with what she knew were way too many hair pins. Even though her scalp was screaming at her in pain, she did not move. One wrong move and the experience would just get even more painful.
"So mom," Kim started, "Has Ron really been planning this for months? I mean, he is Mr. Distractable and all... I just didn't see this coming!"
Anne smiled at that - Kim had a lot to learn about the from high school when James first hiked 3 miles in the hot sun up at Middleton Ridge where she was camping with her family, just to bring her a chemistry book she left at school. How he found her, she didn't dare ask, but when he asked her out that day she couldn't say no. It was the.. rather odd... start of their relationship.
"Kimmie," Anne said, "A guy can be a million things - but when you find one that's sweet as Ron, you're bound to get a few surprises. Trust me, I know."
Dr. Possible then stepped back as she had finally put the finishing touches on Kim's hair. Kim stood up and walked over to the mirror, soon to be stunned. Her hair looked amazing! So her mom had decided to go with the ultra-classy look. It was a special occasion indeed!
"Thanks mom!", she said as she hugged Anne. "It's perfect!" She was still looking at herself when a though came to mind. "Hey mom, where's that other box that Ron got me?" Kim remembered it to well, how it so innocently stared at her before all of this with Drakken had even happened. She just didn't know where she had left it.
Anne looked around the room for a moment before she caught sight of it.
"It's over here on the night stand!" She picked up the white box and brought it over to Kim. "You should do the honors Kimmie," she said with a smile. Kim took the box and slowly pryed the top open.
And then she dared to look inside.
A pair of white pumps, with a sequined design on the sides, and the most most beautiful thing - a wedding veil - stared back up at her.
Kim set the box down on the bed and, in awe, took out the shoes first. She set them on the floor and then carefully slipped her feet into them, one at a time. They felt so silky around her heels! Then she reached back in and pulled out the veil. Unfolding it completely, she gasped as she gazed upon the white headband and the silk fabric hanging delicately from it. Anne walked over and took from Kim, placing it on the teen's head.
"Mom... I... I never..." Kim couldn't even complete the sentence, but at the moment words weren't needed. Anne watched Kim babble for a few moments before she decided to break the silence.
"Come on Kim! The limo will be here any moment and I've got to get you outside!"
There you go, Chapter 10 fresh from the noggin :) I hope you all liked that moment between Kim and Shego. I didn't want to make it too gushy, but I guess I've screwed myself off again :P Go figure. But I think there'll only be one or two chapters after this one... School calls! They'll be out shortly. Just the ceremony and reception left to go :D
And you all can count on Ron being in the next chapter for more than 6 sentences ;) Hehehehe...
And a special thanks to all who reviewed Chapter 9!
tater06: Thanks for the nice review! I try :D
DRIFTA: If this was an episode I would crack up!
JAKT: I tossed you a little cookie with the whole I won't default to your hairstyle mom thing. Thanks for your review, I guess I sorta put you into the story ;) And I'll find a way to have Shego fit into this whole situation :)
CajunBear73: Next chapter my friend. Next chapter :P
axt: It was my intention from the beginning, but I never said how the ceremony itself would be...
maxie2008: Not yet!
kpfan72491: Thanks!