Doppler Effect.
A Kim Possible fanfic.
By Zombie Boy.
"Ah, this is a case of FLIctonic KLIpple Waver Syndrome."
Haruko Haruhara, FLCL #1.
Chapter Ten.
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Kim groaned slightly as she sat up in bed. The mission the night before had been rather interesting, to say the least. She and Ron had been called in to take down DNAmy, who was busy converting a truckload of rabbits into her mutant creatures.
Things had gone swimmingly until Ron had gotten thrown into a control console and had caused Amy's lair to blow up. Thats when she had been very surprised to discover that her best friend had (yet another) secret: Ron had mystical fighting powers.
He had explained it all to her on the ride back when she had asked, and she had prodded him with questions about it all the way home. And now that she knew he had those powers, she was going to make sure that he used them, and mastered them.
But that was for later. It was a Saturday, and she had plans: get together with Monique and Tara, hang out, get some tanning in, gossip, etc. But first things first: Breakfast.
So she swung her feet out of bed and ambled downstairs to the dining room where she found her father engaged in a technical discussion with the tweebs as her mother worked a mixer.
"Morning Mom." Kim said as she came in. "Whats for breakfast?" she asked.
"Oh, good morning Kim." Anne said, looking up from her mixer. "I'm making waffles." she added, causing Kim to flinch. "Is that a problem dear?" she asked.
Kim shook her head. "No..." she said. "Just as long as you aren't launching them at high velocity."
Anne chuckled as Kim got down a coffee cup from the rack. "The only way that's going to happen is if your brothers have been tinkering with the waffle iron Kim." she said.
Kim laughed as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Somehow I doubt they'd be able to do what the big one was able to do with waffles."
"Hey!" Jim said from the table. "We could too-"
"-do what he did!" Tim finished. "As soon as we figured out-"
-"What he is using for a power source!" Jim added.
James got a panicked look on his face when his son's mentioned that. "Boys, what did we tell you about conducting high energy experiments?" he asked.
"Aw-"
"-man!"
Kim rolled her eyes as she grabbed the sugar container. Two spoonfuls of sugar, then a dash of milk, and she had her coffee just the way she liked it. Sitting down at the table she took a sip and exhaled happily.
James had watched this with a bemused air. "I'd say you've picked up one of my habits there, Kim." he said.
'Huh?" Ki m asked, looking over her coffee cup at her father. "What are you talking about Dad?" she asked.
James nodded at Kim's cup. "You've gotten my love of coffee." he said.
Kim looked at her cup and laughed. "I guess you're right." she said.
"That's not surprising." Anne added as she poured waffle batter into the iron. "You've picked up the habits of the both of us."
"Anyways, what're your plans for the day?" James asked Kim.
Kim shrugged and looked down into her coffee. "Eh, not much." she answered. "Hang out with Mo and Tara, do some tanning, maybe hit the mall."
James nodded and was about to say something when the phone rang. "I got it." he said, getting up from his chair.
As her father got the phone Kim sipped her coffee and watched her mother as she cooked. That was one thing she enjoyed watching her mother do, and she wished she could do herself. She figured that she could learn how to cook, but Kim figured that the insurance company would refuse cover the repairs to the kitchen.
"Kim..." her father said, jarring her out of her reverie "It's for you."
'Oh." Kim said, putting down her coffee. "Who is it?" she asked as she got up.
"One of your friends." James said as he handed the phone to her. "Monique, to be specific." he added.
"Thanks Dad." she said, taking the phone from her father. "Monique?" she asked into the handset.
Kim listened for a few moments, then her eyes got huge. "What?" she exclaimed. "DUI? When?"
Kim nodded a couple of times as she listened to her friend. "Last night. Huh." she said. "Where at- Lowerton? Thats out of her way."
James and Anne shared a glance with each other as they listened to their daughters conversation. They didn't like where this was going...
"Who/" Kim asked. "Josh? He was with her- and he got possession- Bonnie did too?" she asked. "What for- marijuana and ecstasy? Ouch."
Anne and James were instantly worried at the mention of drugs. That was one worn no parent ever wanted to hear in connection with their children- Anne especially so. She had seen first hand what could happen to someone, and it scared the hell out of her that Kim could get tangled up in that mess.
"What?" Kim asked. "Theres a movie on the net with her sisters? Why is that- oh." she said with a grimace. "Oh man, her parents must be seriously tweaked by now." she added, glancing back at her own parents. "And speaking of parents, I gotta go. Talk to ya later."
Hanging up the phone, Kim turned to face her parents. "You're not gonna believe this.' she began. "But Miss 'I'm so perfect' Bonnie Rockwaller got herself nailed last night for DUI and possession, and Josh was with her too and nailed too, for possession." she continued, hugging herself "And suddenly, I'm not so upset by the fact that he broke up with me."
As she sat back down at the table, James cleared his throat. "So, all the talk about drugs was-"
"Was about Bonnie." Kim answered.
"And Josh-?" Anne asked.
Kim shrugged and picked up her coffee cup. "Until Monique told me, I never knew." she said. "Though considering that he was running around behind my back with Bonnie, it shouldn't surprise me."
Anne and James nodded at that one, then James spoke up again. "And the thing with Bonnie's sisters?" he asked.
"Well..." Kim said, then looked at her twin brothers, who had been watching all of this silently. "Ah, well, It's kind of grown up..."she said.
James nodded and looked at his sons. "Boys, room." he said.
"But-" Jim began.
"-Dad!" Tim finished.
'Boys..." James said in a more authoritarian tone.
"Going.." the brothers said as they vacated their chairs.
Kim waited until they were out of the room before she continued. "Anyways, uh, there's a tape on the Net that shows Bonnie's sisters and some guys, on,ah,well, her parents bed, and-"
James held up his hand. 'That's enough Kim. We get the idea." he said. "Sorry for asking questions about it, but as parents we got a little concerned..."
Kim shrugged. "No big Dad." she said. "Can I have some waffles now?"
Anne laughed and picked up the large platter which was covered in waffles. "Of course." she said as James called the twins from their room.
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Ron down shifted on his scooter as he came around the bend in the road and the gravel road that led to Shego's house came into view. Braking, he turned onto the road and began to maneuver his scooter up the road, waving around the potholes.
She had called him earlier in the day and asked him come over, for what reason she hadn't said. Being bored out of his skull, Ron had readily agreed. Shego had also specifically invited Rufus along as well, which Ron thought was slightly odd, but he hadn't thought any further than that.
After about five minutes, her house came into view. Pulling up along side her truck in the carport, Ron killed the engine and set down the kickstand. Getting off the scooter, he walked around front to the porch to find his girlfriend waiting for him, holding two cans of soda.
"Hey Shego." Ron said as he came up the porch steps. "Whats up?"
"Not much." Shego said, handing Ron a can. "Soda?"
"Thanks." he said as he took the soda. "It's a dusty ride out here." Ron added, giving Shego a kiss on the cheek.
Opening the can, Ron started to chug it happily. Shego watched him for a few moments, taking a sip from her own can
"I got a surprise for you." she said, out of the blue.
'Mm?" Ron asked, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.
"You remember how at Lateralis you said you wanted to play the first Metallic Cog?" she asked. "But couldn't find a copy anywhere?"
"Yeah." Ron said, finishing the can and wiping his mouth. 'Why do you ask?"
Shego gave him a smile and stepped close to him. "Well..." she said. "I was going through some of my old crap from when I was a kid and I found my old MES, along with all my games." she continued. "And guess which game I have sitting in the cartridge port right now?"
"No way..." Ron said, an incredulous look coming over his face. "You have it."
Shego nodded. "Yep." she answered. "It was part of my Christmas presents when I was fourteen." she said. "My father knew how much I loved the MES and he found someone selling theirs along with their whole collection, so he bought it all for me."
'How many games?" Ron asked.
Shego thought for a moment before answering. "Ohh... about sixty or seventy games." she said. "Not to mention all of the accessories too."
Ron let out a low whistle. "Damn." he said. "Why would a guy be selling a collection like that?" he asked.
Shego shrugged. "I think he told Dad he was getting married or something." she said. "Anyways, I figured that since you've cooked for me and so on, that it was my turn to do something nice for you." she added.
"Thank you." Ron said, giving her a hug. "You're the best bon -diggity girlfriend ever!"
"Damn right." Shego answered. "And speaking of cooking, this time I'm doing the cooking, clear?" she said. "I'm going to be using some of my mothers recipes."
Ron blinked, then grinned. "Cool!" he said. "I've been wanting to taste you're cooking."
"Thank you." Shego purred, leaning up against him. "And for your little buddy, I got a wheel of a nice sharp Cheddar."
"Cheese?" Rufus squeaked from the pocket of Ron's cargoes.
'It's on the table." Shego told Rufus, who had stuck his head out from the pocket he was riding in. He was gone in a blur of pink, heading for the cheese like a cruise missile."Anyways," Shego said, bringing Ron's attention back to her "Want to play?"
Ron gave her a massive grin. "Do I ever..." he said.
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Idling through the mall parking lot, looking for a spot, Kim glanced in her rear view mirror and noticed the white full size van behind her. Turning a corner, she checked her rear view again and saw the van swing in behind her.
Reaching up, she adjusted the mirror up a bit to get a view of the van's passenger compartment and saw that there was at least two people in the van, driver plus someone riding shotgun. In the back of her mind Kim wondered who could be following her when she saw the passenger flick the ash off of a cigar and it instantly crystallized in her mind who it could be:
"Oh, great." she said to herself. "Just what I need: B3S."
Gritting her teeth in annoyance, Kim drove to the end of the row where there was plenty of parking and swung into the first available parking spot. Putting the Sloth in gear, she set the parking brake as the white van parked in the spot next to her.
"Hey Kim." Chris said as he got out of the passenger side of the vehicle. "We was wondering when you were gonna spot us tailing you."
Kim glowered at him as Andrew came around from the drivers side of the van. "What are you two up to?" she asked.
Andrew and Chris looked at each other for a second, then back to her. "Nothing." they said in unison, each sporting a maniac grin.
"And besides," Andrew added. "You did call us, remember?"
Kims eyes grew wide as she remembered that she had called B3S in a rage following her friends revealing to her of Josh's perfidy. "Oh God..." she moaned, covering her eyes. "You two didn't..."
Chris glanced at Andrew. "Andrew..." he said.
"Yes?" Andrew asked.
Chris jerked a thumb at Kim, who was repeating 'no no no' over and over again. "I think she suspects us of something." he said.
"Really?" Andrew asked, arching an eyebrow in Kims direction. "I wonder why that could be..."
Kim lowered her hands and looked at the two men with a deadpan stare. "Bonnie and Josh got arrested last night for DUI and possession, and a sex video of her sisters appeared on the Internet." she stated. "I've checked up on you two. Stuff like this always happens when you two are around."
Both men chuckled at Kim and she gave them a withering stare. "You're not even trying to deny it?" she asked. "I can't believe you two."
"I wouldn't go pointing fingers there, Princess." Chris said, taking a puff on his cigar. "As Andrew pointed out, you did call us." he continued. "And we happen to like you, Kim. Thats why we came out here. When someone hurts a friend of ours, there's a price to be paid for it."
Kim blinked in surprise at Chris's statement. "Wait, you guys like me?" she asked. "You pulled a gun on me!"
"Yeah." Chris said with a nod. "But I didn't shoot you." he added. "I shot Ed."
"But what about all the little nicknames you call me?" Kim asked, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at the two men.
"That's just me giving you shit." Chris answered, finishing his cigar. "I do that to everybody. Ask Andrew, he'll ya."
Andrew nodded. "It's true." he said. "He gives everybody shit. Me, my girlfriend, everybody."
Kim gave Chris an incredulous stare. "And what about the people you don't like?" she asked. "What do you give them?"
"You saw what happened to Motor Ed, didn't you?" Chris asked as he fished another cigar out of his pocket. "I beat the shit out of him and kneecapped him. That's how you can tell I don't like you: I tend to inflict violence upon your person."
"And I just rob you blind."Andrew added.
"Okay then..." Kim said "Just so I know, why do you guys like me?" she asked.
"I think you're a good kid." Andrew said. "You and Ron both."
Chris shrugged. "I like ya because you fight the good fight." he said. "You and Ron both go charging into dangerous situations and take down the bad guys , and you don't ask for anything." he continued "That says a lot about you two, doesn't it?"
"So that's why." Kim said, to which both men nodded.
"Yep." Andrew said.
"And now that we have that little bit of drama over with, what brings you to the mall?" Chris asked.
"I was going to meet up with Tara and Monique, and hang out with them." she said.
"In other words, you're going shoe shopping." Chris deadpanned.
Kim gave him a nasty look. "That it so cliché..." she said in a irritated tone. "And for your information, we're going bikini shopping."
"Oooh!" Chris and Andrew said, waggling their eyebrows suggestively. Andrew opened his mouth to say something but Kim cut him off.
"No, you can't come." she said, causing different reactions in both men.
"Awww..." Andrew said, looking slightly disappointed while Chris looked... amused.
"What?" Kim asked Chris, who was standing there smiling smugly.
"I still say you're gonna go shoe shopping." Chris answered in an irritatingly smug tone.
"You wanna bet?" Kim asked.
"Uh -oh..." Andrew said as Chris's smile turned into a maniac grin.
"As a matter of fact, yes I do." Chris said. "I bet you one favor that you and/or one of your friends will at least set foot in a shoe store today."
"You shouldn't have said that..." Andrew added.
Kim's eyes widened at the metaphorical shot across her bow, and the Alpha female in her wouldn't let her back down. "Deal." she said, extending her hand.
"Deal." Chris said, sealing the bet with a handshake. "And just to make sure, we'll be following you around the mall." he added, but continued before Kim could protest. "Discreetly. We are quite capable of being unobtrusive- we just choose not to because we find it boring."
"Oh boy..." Kim said, rolling her eyes.
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The late afternoon sun was slanting in through the windows as Ron leaned back and sighed happily. "Ahhh..." he said. "That was good."
Shego smirked and arched an eyebrow at her boyfriend as she finished her soda. "That sigh sounds familiar..." she said, mischief in her voice.
"Huh?"Ron asked, his brain having trouble switching from video game mode. "What are you talking about?"
Shego smirk changed into a smile and she turned so she was facing Ron and sat cross legged on the couch. "I said I've heard you make that sigh before." she repeated.
Ron shrugged. "Okay..." he said. "When?" he asked.
Shego tapped a forefinger against her lips as she looked up at the ceiling as she thought. 'Well... let's see..." she said. "Ah, yes. Japan." continued Shego. "My second day there, you were all tensed up because you had to demonstrate your forms, so we had a 'private' lunch..."
"Oh..." Ron said, blushing.
Shego grinned and leaned close to Ron. "You know, you look so cute when you blush." she said. "Have I ever told you that?" she asked.
Ron's blush grew deeper. "Ahh, no?" he asked. "W-what else do you like about me?" he asked.
Shego rested her head on her hand as she looked at Ron. "You're honesty, for starters." she said. "you're one of a handful of people I trust."
Ron was surprised by that statement. "I am?" he asked. "Who are the others, if you don't mind me asking?"
Shego began to count off on her fingers. "Well, besides you, there's Dr. D, then my parents, and then finally there are Marc and Anthony." she said. "Those are my two little brothers, the Wegos." she explained, seeing Ron's confusion on the last two names.
'Oh, okay." he said, then a questioning look came over his face. "What's you're name Shego?" he asked. "You're real name, I mean."
Shego blinked. "My real name.." she trailed off, then laughed. "I never did tell you, didn't I?" she asked.
"No." Ron said with a slight hake of his head.
Shego smiled and leaned closer to Ron. "It's Sheena Goizargi." she said.
'Sheena." Ron said, repeating her first name. "I like it." he said.
Shego arched an eyebrow at him. "You gonna start calling me Sheena?" she asked.
Ron thought for a second, then shook his head. "No." he said. "I'm always gonna think of you as Shego-" he said "If that's okay with you..."
Shego shrugged. "I don't mind." she said easily. "For me, anyways, Sheena Goizargi is the secret identity of Shego, not the other way around." she added "The only exception to that being my parents, well, to them I'm still Sheena."
Ron nodded knowingly. "Tell me about it." he said. "My parents still call me Ronald." he added, making a face.
They both shared a laugh at that one.
"Anyways..." Shego said, turning around and leaning over the side of the couch to browse through the box o' games "What do you want to play next?"
"Hmmm..." Ron said, craning his head to ogle Shego's rear end. "Do you have Zombie Mayhem?"
"But of course." Shego said, snatching the title from the box an sitting back up straight, where she saw the position Ron was sitting in and the look on his face. "Oh, you dirty, dirty, dirty, boy." she said.
"I can't help it..." Ron answered. "You've got such a beautiful butt..."
Shego smiled and gave him a playful swipe. "Flattery will get you nowhere..." she said.
Ron arched an eyebrow. "Wanna bet?" he asked.
"Oooh..."
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Fuming, Kim handed over to Chris the slip of paper that the IOU for the favor was written.
"Thank you." Chris said, putting the slip of paper in his wallet and pocketing it. "It's much appreciated."
Behind Kim, Monique growled in irritation around her gag as she fidgeted, trying to work some of the tension out of her legs. She knew Kim had a competitive streak, but tying up your girlfriends to win a bet was a bit much in her opinion.
Next to her was a pile rope sections that looked like they had been chewed through. Those belonged to Tara, who had taken advantage of Kim being distracted with tying up Monique to free herself and charge straight into the riot that was spilling out of the Borders Shoe Store, where there was a sixty percent off shoe sale.
Crossing her arms, Kim scowled at the two smirking men standing in front of them. "Okay." she said. "How did you two do it?" she asked.
Andrew arched an eyebrow at Kim. "Do what?" he asked.
Kim pointed at the brawl that was unfolding behind them. "That." she said pointedly. "The shoe sale. How did you set that up?"
"We didn't."Andrew answered. "It was completely random."
"Or as we call it, a happy coincidence." Chris added as he looked back at the mob. "Think your friend will be okay?" he asked.
"She'll be fine." Kim answered. "Last time there was a sale like this she bit someone's ear off for a pair of pumps."
"Hmm." Chris said. "Sounds like a couple of women I know." he added as two women staggered out of the mob, carrying several bags of shoes and covered in blood.
"I'm going to kill her..." Kim sighed, watching as mall security guards in riot gear arrived and started firing tear gas into the store. "I don't care how fabulous the shoes are, I'm going to kill her."
"Well, if you do make sure you have a good shovel." Chris said as a guard stopped and looked at them. "And I think we had better go, Andrew." he added, nodding at the guard.
"Yep." Andrew said with a nod. "Herschel will be pissed if we mix it up with these guys."
'Toodle -loo."Chris said as he and Andrew walked away.
"Why me?" Kim asked, looking down at Monique, who glared up at her.
"Mmmmph!"
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Ron yawned and looked over at Shego. She was curled up on the couch, her head resting on a throw pillow.
"I wonder what time it is..." Ron asked himself softly and was surprised when he looked at the clock. "Ten forty -five? Wow. Time flies."
Looking back at Shego, Ron thought that was a most uncomfortable position, and that she'd sleep easier in her bed. So, he paused his game and got off the couch. He then walked to her bedroom and threw the covers back on her bed, then returned to the living room.
Ever so carefully, he lifted his precious cargo off the couch and walked feather-footed to the bedroom. As he carried her, Ron was surprised by just how light she was, and how much smaller she was when compared to him.
He really hadn't noticed this before- he supposed that it was because of the sheer force of her personality that he hadn't noticed the size difference.
Approaching the bedroom door, Ron saw that it had swung partially closed. Delicately, he turned around and backed into it, using his body to swing it silently open. As he did this Shego stirred slightly, murmured something in French and snuggled closer to him.
That made him smile. Ron had sensed that her speaking French was a very private issue with her, and she trusted him enough to let him know this secret.
Walking over to the bed, he deposited her on it as if she was delicate crystal. Carefully, he removed his arms from underneath her and then drew the covers over her. Stepping back, he then turned around to leave but then he heard Shego call his name and he turned back around.
"Are you going home?" Shego asked sleepily.
Ron nodded once. "Yeah." he said. "It's going on eleven and I thought it'd be a good idea to head home..."
"Do you have to?" Shego asked. "Couldn't you sleep here with me? It feels so much better when you are..."
Ron thought about it, then realized just how tired he was, and acquiesced. "Okay." he said. "I'll sleep here."
"Thank you." Shego said around a yawn. Blinking, she lifted up the covers and realized that she wasn't in her pajamas. "And I've got to get changed into my PJ's." she said, throwing back the covers.
Ron nodded, himself too busy yawning to respond any other way. Rubbing her eyes Shego wandered over to her dresser as she pulled off her tank top. Throwing it accurately into the clothes hamper she pulled open the drawer where her PJ's were and stopped.
"Oh, that reminds me." she said, sliding the first drawer closed and opening the bottom one. "I got you these." she added, throwing a pair of sweats at Ron.
"Thanks." Ron said as he tried to catch them and failed.
"You're welcome." Shego answered as she opened the PJ drawer back up. "I figured since you do stay the night here on occasion, you might want to sleep in something besides your boxers."
"Especially when winter comes around." Ron added as Shego removed her bra. "Mmmm..." he said.
"You pervert." Shego said jokingly as she pulled on her pajama top.
"Hey, what guy wouldn't enjoy watching his girlfriend getting ready for bed?" Ron shot back as he pulled on his sweats.
"And vice versa." Shego answered as she slipped her shorts off. "Nice boxers." she added as she grabbed her pajama bottoms.
"Nice boyshorts."Ron added as Shego pulled on her bottoms.
"Thank you." Ron said as he went around to the other side of the bed and threw back the covers. "Ahhh..." he said, flopping down onto the bed. "I think I'm love with your mattress."
"You're not the only one." Shego said as she got into bed. "It's a Serta." she added, pulling the covers over herself. "Beats the hell out yours, anyways."
"An air mattress beats the hell out of my mattress." Ron said as he pulled his side of the covers over himself.
"Of course, theres one thing that makes any bed complete." Shego said as she scooted over to Ron.
"Whats that?" Ron asked.
"This." answered Shego as she snuggled up against him.
"Ahhh..." Ron said, putting his arm around Shego and laying his head back.
Shego sighed happily as she lay against Ron, and was soon asleep. Ron stayed awake for a little longer, just laying there listening to the even rhythms of Shego's breathing until he too drifted off.
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Anne stirred the pot of butter on the stove as the popcorn surged out of the popper sounding like a miniature machine gun. From upstairs there was an explosion of shrieks and giggles as a dramatic moment occurred in the horror movie Kim and her friends were watching.
Checking the butter, Anne turned the down a bit as the popcorn began to lessen a bit. Most people would have just put a packet of popcorn in the microwave and left it at that, but Anne would be dammed if her family ate instant food.
Soon the popcorn was finished and she turned off the popper. Moving it out of the way she grabbed a hot pad and drizzled the melted butter over the popcorn. Turning the stove off, she set the pan back down and picked up the bowl.
As she started to walk towards the door the phone rang. Shifting the bowl over to one arm, she snatched the handset off the receiver.
"Hello, Possible residence. Anne speaking." she said as she headed into the living room.
"Anne? It's Gloria."
Anne's face brightened when she heard the voice of Ron's mother. "Gloria! It's been a while." she said as she started up the stairs. "How are you?"
"I'm fine." Gloria answered. "I work too damn much, but then who doesn't?" she asked.
Anne laughed as she mounted the top of the stairs. "True." she said. "Hold on a second." she added before taking the phone away from her ear. "Girls! Popcorn..."
"Thanks Mom." Kim said as she got up.
"You're welcome dear." Anne replied as her daughter took the bowl. "Anyways.." she said, returning the phone to her ear. "As you were saying..."
"Anyways...' Gloria said. "Is Ronald over at your house? I called Felix and he said Ronald wasn't there."
Anne shook her head. "No...' she said, watching as on Kim's TV the main character of the movie, who was a voodoo zombie, ran from the cricket bat wielding villain. "It's just Kim and her girlfriends over here." she added. "Kim might know where he is though."
"I never thought of that." Gloria said. "Could you put her on please?"
"Sure." Anne said. "One moment." she added before covering the mouthpiece with her hand. "Kim, Ron's mother wants to talk to you."
"Okay." Kim said, laughing as the other main character in the story, a vampire, got into an argument with the zombie over who was going to eat the human they had stumbled upon. "Mrs. Stoppable?" she asked as she took the phone away from her mother.
"Kim? Do you know where Ron is?" she asked. "I've called all his other friends and they don't know where he is."
Kim nearly had a heart attack when Gloria asked that. This was one scenario that they hadn't considered: Ron's parents calling and asking where he was. Kim knew perfectly well where he was and who he was with.
Her.
Of course, Kim knew she couldn't just out and say so. Ron had told her that he'd kept his parents in the dark about this, because if they knew they'd freak. Justifiably so, in Kim's opinion. She knew she had, when she had found out.
Of course, a decent enough cover story wasn't forthcoming, but then she saw the Warhammer 40K figurine on her shelf and she got an idea.
The figurine was what Ron had called an Adeptus Sorita, or Sister of Battle. It was clad in red and white armor with angels wings, and was wielding a massive sword and gun. Rounding it off was that he had used epoxy on the head and re sculpted it so it looked like her.
It had been a birthday gift from him one year when he had been flat broke and had a bunch of spare parts for his figs. Ron had made an identical one for his figs and his Soritas had never lost a match since.
"Uh.. he's gaming." Kim said. "He said something about someone wanting to challenge his unbeatable Soritas, or something like that."
"Okay.." Gloria said on the other end.
"It came up out of the blue." Kim continued. "When I talked to him he was in a real hurry too..."
"Thats probably why he didn't leave a note." Gloria said. "Thank you Kim." she added.
"You're welcome." Kim said before hanging up. "Whew!" she added, handing the phone back to her mother.
"Nicely done." Anne said as she took the phone.
"Yeah." Kim said. "The last thing we need is a repeat of what happened here."
Anne nodded before heading back downstairs. "Enjoy your movie dear." she said as she left.
"I will." Kim said as she sat back down.
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The mountains were blushing pink as the sun slowly crept its way over the eastern horizon, but Shegos cabin remained dark, covered in it's shroud of pine trees. And inside her cabin, she lay curled up against him happily asleep.
Rons slumber on the other hand, was slightly troubled. In the shifting reality of his dream scape his fight with the mutant rabbits was starting to be replayed. However this time, his dreams were influenced by the video games he had spent the day before playing.
But for some reason he was thinking in terms of Final Fantasy Seven, and in his dream he performed an Omnislash limit break and destroyed the mutants. Once destroyed, he got the usual reward, however instead of gil it was in Nacos.
In the real world however, there was a different series of events. His right hand lifted up and glowed blue. A second later the Lotus Blade appeared in his hand. He held onto it for a few seconds, twitching slightly as he performed the attack, then his hand went slack and flopped back down onto the bed, his grip slackening on the hilt of Lotus Blade, causing it to fall to the floor.
Only this time, the Blade didn't return to the Yamanuchi like it usually did when he was done using it. Glowing slightly, it stopped when it was an inch from the floor and hovered there for a moment before it floated up and leaded itself against the nightstand.
Ron, his subconscious satisfied that his weapon was near at hand, relaxed as he drifted from dreaming into REM sleep.
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Kim yawned as she sat up- or tried to, anyways. Tara was using her as a combination pillow/teddy bear and had her effectively pinned. Sighing, Kim decided to give up for the moment and thumped her head back down on the floor.
Rubbing her eye, she looked around at her surroundings and took stock of her situation. From her position on the floor, Kim could see Monique, curled up in a ball clutching a pillow and the TV was still on, the main menu for Cratehead was on screen.
Yawning, Kim looked over at the clock and saw that it was going on ten, and now that she thought about it, she was rather hungry.
Well, if she wanted to eat, she'd have to get Tara off of her.
"Tara..." Kim said softly. Getting no response, she tried again, this time poking her in the shoulder. "Tara." she repeated, this time a little louder.
Tara's response was to mumble incoherently and snuggle even closer to Kim.
"Eep!" Kim's eyes grew wide as Tara's face pressed into her breasts. "Tara, those are not pillows!" Kim whispered fiercely at her friend as she tried to dislodge her.
That had the opposite effect that Kim was intending, for Tara started to wrap herself around Kim.
"You know girl, I'd say mine were closer to what you'd call pillows than your's."
Kim looked over to see that Monique had sat up and was looking down the front of her nightgown. Kim did the only thing she could do in that situation: snatch a nearby pillow and chuck it at her.
The pillow caught Monique square in the face and knocked her backwards. Sitting back up she hefted her own pillow and looked down at Kim.
"Oh, you're in for it now girl." she said, taking aim. "Got you right where I want you."
Kim shrieked and covered her face as Monique starting swinging the pillow at her. Kim, for her part, was fending off the swings with her arms.
"Whatcha gonna do,Kim?" Monique teased as she swung at the now giggling Kim. "Whatcha gonna do?"
"Mo! Stop!" Kim said as she deflected a pillow swing, sending it right into Tara.
Kim and Monique froze as the pillow connected with Tara's head. She groaned and snuggled closer into Kim's bosom, mumbling that she wanted a softer pillow.
There was silence for a moment as the comment hung in the air between them. They looked each other in the eye, and then they both burst out laughing.
Five minutes later the laughing fit had passed and they looked at the still slumbering Tara.
"So, what do we do with sleeping beauty?" Monique asked, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Hmmm..." Kim said, looking at her blissfully unaware friend. Then she grinned as an idea came to her. "I have an idea." she said.
"Oh?" Monique asked.
Kim nodded and pointed at her closet. "Theres a chest in there." she said. "On the top theres my costume from last Halloween. Get the ears and the clip on tail from that."
"Okay.." Monique said as she got up.
"And when you've got those, theres a black marker in the pencil holder on my desk..."
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