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The original creators were Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley.

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This is a Kim and Ron Fanfic.

Sorry folks, but once again this is a shorter chapter than I usually post. By the time I get said what I want, it starts looking like it could turn into a bigger honking chapter than I like. I've still got the dancing, some singing and a few talks to cover. I don't want you getting bored with it so I'm breaking it up a little bit. Hopefully, I can finish the reception in the next one so we can move on to the couple s first night in their new house as man and wife.

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Previously

"Come on Kim. I think your guests would like to meet Ron and the newest Mrs. Stoppable. Or should I say the newest she wolf of Middleton?" she finished after seeing her daughter's face finish turning the same color as her hair.

Kim looked in the mirror as a name entered her mind. Looking at herself, she smiled as she softly said,

"Mrs. Stoppable."

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"Mrs. Stoppable." she repeated it once more enjoying the sound of it.

"Mrs. Stoppable."

"Mrs. Stoppable?"

"KP?" came Ron's voice when she still hadn't answered.

Shaking her head to clear it, she realized the photographer had been talking to her.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?" she replied with a smile on her face that she hoped would never fade away.

Smiling back at her, having had long experiences with brides and/or grooms at this moment in time, he said, "Just a few more shots of just you and your husband, and then I'll let you get back to your party."

"Your husband." Two more words that she would focus on for the rest of her life.

The wedding party had moved to an adjoining room for the wedding shots of them and the couple's families. Nana Possible may not have wanted to be a member of the bride's entourage, "They came to see Kimberly and Ronald. Not some foolish old woman that has to use a motorized scooter to get around in anymore. I would have only made a nuisance of myself trying to get this thing out of the aisle way and off to the side." but she was going to make sure that she would be there for the pictures and the reception party so she could share in their joy.

"Now, if you would just a move a little closer to your husband Mrs. Stoppable and look into his eyes, just like he's been doing to you ever since we started." chuckled the photographer.

"Gladly." was her response as she moved even closer to Ron who in turn moved closer to her and pulled her into a kiss.

Two more flashes and the session was over. At least it was for the photographer.

Finally, Nana said while trying to suppress her laughter, "Oh, come on you two, it's not like you invented it. You've got tonight, the honeymoon and the rest of your lives ahead of you. Us old people would like to get something to eat, have some cake and few glasses of champagne, especially since little Jimmie is paying for all of it since he is the father of the bride."

"Oh, ah, that reminds me honey." said Jimmie, ah James Possible to his wife. "You and Lonnie handled making all the arrangements for the wedding and I was just wondering...ah...what the...ah... final bill for the wedding is going to be."

Ann just gave him a smile that almost bordered on evil as she purred to him as she said, "Well, let me put it this way. One of us is going to have to work a few more years past the date when "he" planned to retire."

Having said that, she turned and joined the others as they headed out to the main area, leaving James standing there, with a slight twitch starting in his left eye.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen." announced Wade into the cordless mic. "It is my pleasure...no. It is my "honor," to introduce to you Mr. Ronald Adrian Stoppable and his lovely wife, Kimberly Ann Stoppable."

The receiving line was a blur to both of them for the most part as well as the entire reception. So many people came through wishing them the best that only a few would stand out in their memories. Wade of course had cameras set up to record everything for later reference.

Kim got to meet Ron's cousin Ruben and his wife Hedy again. It was their wedding so many years ago, that Kim and Ron attended together, although it was not a date at that time. That was the day Hedy stopped being a Starter and became a Stoppable. It was the same day that Zorpox put in his first appearance and Kim's first Jewish wedding that she's attended. It was also the first and only wedding reception that she'd ever been to that they played Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D Minor.

Or maybe that had just been a Zorpox kind of thing.

Se or Senior, Sr. came through the line and apologized that he'd ever been associated with any group of individuals that could be so uncivilized, the very thought of attacking someone on their wedding day, was repugnant to him. He mentioned that after talking to Lord Fiske, he was making a donation of fifty million dollars to the Yori Barkin Rape Clinic in their name. Also as a wedding present he was giving them a brand new game that he and his dearly departed wife use to play before Junior was born. Milton Bradley's Twister.

During the dinner, Wade informed them about what he'd found out concerning the photo that Big Daddy Brotherson had given them. He outlined his plan, explaining that Kim or Ron's involvement would only endanger innocent lives. It irked them both to not be involved, but they agreed with Wade since they didn't want to put anyone's life at risk needlessly. Kim made one suggestion to his plan and Ron made one after that. Wade would have to talk to Betty to arrange transportation and then have to talk to his suggested partner to see if she wanted to be a part of it. He'd have about two hours before they'd have to leave the party. Both Kim and Ron were pretty sure that his suggested partner would be all for it.

After the dinner came the toasts. James, after finding out that his wife had been kidding him about the costs for the wedding since almost everybody had donated their standard fees, such as the rental of the Center and the reception area, was in a much better humor. There was only one vendor that charged him the full price and that was the caterer, Ron's restaurant.

Tapping his spoon on his glass, after seeing that most people were done with their meals, James stood up and said, "As father of the bride, and since I'm paying for all the food you are eating, I'd like to say a few words if you don't mind."

Slim Possible spoke up and asked as he chuckled, "Do we really have a choice Squirt?"

"Now that you mention it, Slim, no." James answered quickly, smiling back at him since he was expecting his brother to say something at this point. "In case any of you didn't know it, my daughter, whom I love very, very much, got married today. Now I know that in the past, I was considered to be a little bit too much an overprotective father, to which I plead, guilty as charged."

After what ranged from light chuckling to outright laughter died down, he continued.

"But she is worth it. Now, any of you that know me, know how I feel about my little Kimmie cub. If you don't then you are even more clueless than I was about some of the things that happened at their wedding." He waited for the laughter to subside. "Tonight, I want to talk about her past relationships with boys."

At this, Kim covered her eyes, shook her head, and looked down at the table in humiliation.

"I remember that when a boy used to come around for the first time, I'd give them the old "deep space probe," warning about if anyone was to do anything to hurt her. I even use to tell them to have her home by "T" minus ten and counting." ha ha ha. "Ann knew about it. She even laughed while I was doing it. Most of them didn't come back to many times after that. All except this one kid. He wasn't the most handsome kid I'd ever seen or the most intelligent, or so I thought at the time. He wasn't the strongest or most coordinated. But he always seemed to know when we were getting ready to sit down for a meal and he always stayed for those meals. That kid ate like a horse. A very big horse. He even tagged along with us when we were going on family vacations."

"But he was several things that set him apart from the others."

"One, he was dependable. When he went out with Kimberly on a mission, I always knew that he would make sure that she came back safe and sound. She might come back with a scrape or two, but he usually came back with several because he was making sure that one or two was all she came back with. If she or anyone in the family needed his help, he was there, whether it was helping us move my mother into a retirement home, helping me check out a problem at my brother's ranch, helping the boys try out their new rocket or helping out at the hospital where Ann works, while most of their classmates were enjoying their summer off from school. He even helped rescue me several times from the bad guys. Once without any backup at all or even letting Kim know about it."

Two, the boy was always respectful, of both Kim, her mother, and myself, something I'm sorry to say I didn't always return in kind. He always use to refer to Ann and myself as Misses Doctor P. and Mister Doctor P. Not many young people would refer to their best friend's parents like that, even if they were just nick names for us. Never "your old man," or "your old lady." Mister or Missus, sir or ma'am."

"I caught him a couple of time when he didn't realize I could see him, turning his head to respect Kim's privacy if she had a wardrobe mishap and displayed a little more of herself than she meant to. A torn blouse or a ripped pair of pants."

"Now don't get me wrong on this. He would look if she wanted him to see her low cut dress or her skirt that was in my opinion too low or way too short. There was no problem with him on that account, but if she bent over without thinking and inadvertently gave him a quick peek, he always turned his head and covered his eyes." A thoughtful look suddenly crossed James's face before he said, "At least I think it was done inadvertently."

"Three, I could trust him. I could trust him with my daughter's safety, I could trust him with my family's safety and I could trust him to do what was right. Heck I even trusted him with my vintage Jaguar once." Once again a thoughtful look appeared on James face as he added. "Come to think of it, he wasn't even old enough to have a learner's permit let alone a driver's license at the time." Snapping out of it, he continued, "But I still gave him the keys to it. It wasn't till I discovered a big hole in the roof of it that I had any misgivings."

After a few chuckles died down, James's face grew grave as he said, "And then after all of that, he went and did the unimaginable, the worst possible thing he could do. He grew up, and so did Kimberly. I know Ron became a man the day of his Bar Mitzvah. We were there, but one day, he proved it to me in no uncertain terms. On the day we went to pick up my daughter returning home from college at the airport, our daughter," he corrected himself as he included Ann in his statement. "he asked me for permission, to ask her for her hand in marriage."

"In this day and age, would a father's blessings count for anything?"

"Would they really mean anything to anyone other than stroking her father's ego?"

"Well, to Ron it did. I did say "no" at first. I was just being a selfish old man wanting to spend a little more time with her as my little girl. Fortunately, Ann came over and talked some sense into me, reminding me that I wasn't talking to that little boy anymore and our daughter wasn't a little girl anymore. I was talking to a man that loved her as much as we did. He came to me and proved how he felt about Kimmie then and I can't count how many times he proved it before that. How could I not give him my blessings? I've never ever regretted giving it to him or having him be a part of my family. So today may have made it a little more legal, but to me, he is still the same person, my other son."

"With that said, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to propose a toast, to the happy couple, my daughter and legally now my son. May they both live long and very happy lives together and give her mother and myself many grandchildren so we can spoil them rotten."

After drinking the toast and before he could move the glass more than a foot away from his lips, he found Kim wrapping her arms around him and softly crying into his shoulder as she whispered, "Thank you Daddy and I love you too."

"It was my pleasure Kim. All of it."

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