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Chapter 14 The Council

Ron and Kim stood hand in hand in front of the Intergalactic Justice Council. The five members were seated in a semicircle, on a dais before them. She leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Ron Sweetie, this isn't as scary as I thought it'd be. I thought they'd be Energy Beings."

Ron chuckled out loud and whispered back, "I know, but they do hold my life and the fate of our marriage in their hands Sweetie."

"Kimberly Ann Stoppable," the Councilman seated in the center spoke up, "we heard your comment to the one you know as Ron and wish to inform you we have taken human form in order to make this hearing more comfortable for you two. His real name is Dean Katzwitz, but we will refer to him here by his last assignment name, Ron Stoppable."

Kim stepped forward. "Thank You for the consideration. I appreciate the trouble you went through for me. I'll cooperate to the best of my abilities with the proceedings, under your rules as Ron has explained them."

"Thank You," a second member of the Council said. "We would expect no less from someone like yourself. From the reports we've received from Ron, you are unique to your world. I might even say you are a step up on the evolutionary ladder from the others of your race. Your abilities surpass those of most Olympic Athletes yet you retain the modesty, sensibility and moral character of the proverbial hardworking Midwestern farmer."

Kim blushed. "Thank You for the compliment. I only wish more individuals would have those qualities," her face reddened and hands balled up into fists, "like YOU!" she sniped. "I find it humiliating to be spied on and run through the ringer just so you can observe me and my reactions! Your little fun and games took me away from my home and family, two things I hold most dear! And now you want to take away my Ronshine? He's my best friend and my husband!"

"But, Kim..." Ron tried to calm her but was cut off.

"No Ron, no buts!" Kim calmed down a little as she laid a gentle hand on her husband's face. "I don't blame you. You've been following orders for two hundred fifty years and finally got wise. It was your love for me that made you come to your senses and quit. I don't want to deny either of us our due." She threw an accusatory finger at the Seated Five as her temper flared anew. "No! These idiots have probably been making sentient life forms jump through hoops for centuries and they don't see what's wrong with the system!" Kim took a breath, settled back a bit and took Ron's hands in hers. "Ron, think a minute. Star Trek is one of your favorite shows."

Ron bowed his head and softly said, "Oh yeah, the Prime Directive."

"Right," Kim nodded. "Earthlings are smart enough to come up with the concept. But these guys? They have to mess around with evolution wherever they find a new species."

"But," the First Council said, "you are not a new species. We are actually related and you are like our Sister. Fifteen thousand years ago, as we evolved into Beings of Energy, we began to explore the galaxys and colonized your planet. Unfortunately, as our ancestors journeyed there in ships, they passed through some kind of cosmic storm. Most all of them lost their intelligence and advanced status slowly. The ones that retained their true form tried to help those that eventually de-evolved into what you know as cavemen. They survived a few thousand years and were the ones who built your Great Pyramids, Stone Henge and the other wonders of your ancient world before they finally succumbed to a disease caused by the storm."

The Second Council spoke. "We are only trying to help our Brethren regain their rightful status in the Universe."

"Wow," Kim marveled, "I didn't know. But some of our science fiction writers have written similar stories, that we are the children of some far off planet." She took a step forward and frowned. "But as you Sister, I must question the way you've handled the sitch. The human race is a proud, intelligent, innovative people on the whole. Yes, some of us are arrogant, greedy or manipulative. But overall, we're evolving and progressing at a rapid pace. Some think the progress is happening too fast and that is the root of a lot of our problems. I thank the Council for assisting us with our drug problems and wars and such. I understand how you're trying to help in those areas." Kim took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as her face redden in anger again. "But you've used me, and Lord knows how many others, like puppets. You've reduced my life to a television show for God's sake! Don't I deserve better treatment than that if I'm so highly evolved? Doesn't any thinking individual deserve that? Am I only a character that your people turn on once a week for their amusement?"

Ron stepped forward and started to pace. "Do any of you see the irony here people? You've been watching and helping other planets evolve for so long you've stopped your own forward momentum. You've been sitting on your collective as... er, laurels for centuries! I'm appalled and disgusted with the way you've..." he stopped and hung his head in shame, "with the way I've treated Kim and the human race. If you really want to help them, you should step forward and announce your existence to Earth." Ron started his walk and talk again. "I believe they would welcome you with open arms and minds. They've been speculating about the existence of other races in the Universe for decades. Instead, you've had people like me creeping through back alleys and hiding in plain sight to keep your secrets from everyone but the Governments. But the Governments won't expose you for a few good reasons. One, if they tried, they'd be ridiculed and laughed out of office without proof. Two, they really don't want to because the secret of your existence is Power to them, and they like that power." Ron stopped and held up one finger. "Of course the number one, the big reason they wouldn't let it out is Clause 1A of every treaty we have with them. If they revealed or showed proof of your existence, they would be subject to immediate replacement with a Synthodrone and then executed." Ron started to pace back and forth again. "Now, if you'd been paying any attention to my team's reports, you'd know that Capital Punishment is frowned upon in just about every country on Earth. Well, except for in extreme cases that is. You want to know why I let the cat out of the satchel and told Kim everything?" He stopped by Kim's side and put his arm around her waist. "It's because I don't want to keep any secrets from my wife and the Mother of my child. Yes, it's true. We just found out Kim is pregnant. That may be the reason she spouted off to you a few minutes ago. She's been experiencing mood swings because of her pregnancy. Normally she wouldn't fly off the handle and be a tad more diplomatic."

"Thank You Ron," Kim said as she kissed his cheek. "I love you too."

The first Councilman stood. "Thank you Ron and Kim Stoppable. You have given us much to think about and discuss. Ron, you have been a valuable asset to us for two and a half centuries and we must take that into consideration. You are excused for the day. We request you to come back tomorrow and delve into this further."

The Councilwoman at the end of the dais spoke up. "Ron, you know where the housing unit is for pre and post duty humans is located. You will be billeted there while you are on this planet for these hearings and your rehab. You might want to try the restaurant around the corner from here, it's part of the franchise of Bueno Nacho on Earth. We even think it is now completely up to date since it added the Naco to its menu."

Ron practically beamed. "Thanks for the info and suggestion. We'll try it sometime to see if the gourmet class has finally learned how to make cheese. I have another place in mind to eat though, that is if my favorite restaurant is still around."

As the duo walked out of the Council Chambers, Ron asked Kim, "Would you like to eat right now or would you like to see where we'll be living for the next coupla days and get some rest?"

"I'm starving!" raved Kim. "At least I now know why I've been constantly hungry for the past few days." She put her hand on the little pooch that had been forming in her abdominal region. "We'd like to eat now, Please and Thank You. That is unless you need to get out of your clothes."

"I'm good for now," Ron tittered, "unless you just want to get me naked so you can jump my bones. I can alway go for a little lovin' from you."

Kim stopped short and bodily yanked Ron into a big embrace. "So can I," she growled sexily. "What do they think of PDA here?" She leaned in and passionately French kissed her husband.

When they finally came up for air, Ron sighed lovingly and winked. "Well, if you want to Mrs. Stoppable, we could lay down in the street and go at it like the hormone driven teens we are. A small crowd might gather to watch, but they wouldn't throw us in jail. As it is, we really don't need to wear any clothing while we're here either. They're used to the Human form in the buff."

Kim ground her hips into his and purred, "As fascinating and wonderfully kinky as all that sounds, I think modesty prevents me from trying any of that." She straightened up and gave him a peck on the lips. "Let's just get something to eat right now."

They linked arms and Ron guided them down the street. "Fred's, the restaurant I'm thinking of, is near where we'll be staying. It's just around that corner."

Ron held the door for Kim as they entered the romantically lit, aromatically abundant establishment. They stopped behind an half octopus-half human form that looked very similar to that of Disney's Little Mermaid character Ursula. Ron sunnily said, "Hey Fred, how's the Chikflar today?"

"DEAN!!" Fred screamed and turned around. She wrapped Ron in four tentacles and pulled him to her bosom, squeezing him tight. "I heard you came back for a little rehab and to face the Council." She spotted Kim standing behind Ron and beamed. "And Kimmie's here too! How marvelous. I heard you two are married." Fred reached out with another tentacle and pulled Kim in next to Ron. "That Technician bragged about your autographs," she confided to the pair.

"Yes we are married," Kim smiled brightly, "and we just found out I'm..."

"Pregnant," Fred said confidently, cutting Kim off. "I know, I know. Not much goes on in the human sector that I don't get wind of." She released the couple and directed them to a table. "Are you two hungry? Cause, Honey-Lambs, I have something I know you'll love."

"But I had my heart set on Chikflar," Ron whined.

"Dean Dear," Fred sadly said as she stroked Ron's face with a tentacle, "I'm sorry to say Chikflar never sold very well so I had to take it off the menu. As a matter of fact, you were the last one to order it. And you know how hard it is to keep the flar fresh."

"Okay," Ron said in slight disappointment. "How about some..."

Fred cut him off. "Dean Honey, brace yourself. The whole menu has changed. This place is now an Earth-style restaurant that serves Italian food."

"You mean spaghetti and lasagna and such?" Kim begged with a big grin.

"Why Heavens yes my Dear," Fred smiled brightly. "It helps in the transition for the people who are going to or coming from Earth. Would you like to see a menu?"

"No Thank You," Kim said shaking her head, but with a greedy smile. "I'd like a small piece of lasagna and a big, heaping plate of spaghetti, Please and Thank You."

Ron smiled. "Same here, with lots of Parmesan. And we'll start off with a bottle of Altunian wine. The blue, not the cheap green stuff. Oh, and some garlic bread sticks."

"Are you sure you would like a fine Altunian gold?" Fred queried. "You've sent so much business this way you know your moneys no good here. Although, you've probably acquired a small fortune in back pay while you've been off world."

"Two actually," Ron said scratching the back of his head. "One here, and I just got another Naco royalty check back on Earth. And Mr. Dr. Possible has banked big bucks from a bunch of rewards for the capture of the villains, so Kim is rolling in moola too."

"Well I'll be," Fred chimed as she nudged Ron with an arm. "And speaking of Nacos, I'd like to Thank You for the case that was delivered." Fred leaned in and confided, "But don't be upset if they're gone by tomorrow. Betty and I have already tasted them and I think that cheese is a trifling addictive."

"Doy!" Kim slapped her forehead and said to Ron, "No wonder you're always eating something with cheese in it."

"How is Betty?" Ron inquired.

"Why don't you two go back and ask him," Fred laughed and started to push them towards the back. "He's in the kitchen cooking today. You go back and say Hi while I get your wine."

"Okay, "Ron said, "but remember we'd like the blue. The gold is a little too sweet for my taste and would overpower the spaghetti."

As the three walked back to the kitchen, Kim said, "I probably shouldn't have too much wine since I'm expecting. Could I also get an iced tea, Please?"

Ron and Kim spent ten minutes talking to Betty and exchanging cooking tips before returning to their table. "So," Kim looked at Ron as they sat down, "on Fred and Betty's planet do all the males have female names and vise versa?"

Ron laughed. "No. Their real names are unpronounceable here. When they opened their restaurant they got mixed up with name gender. No one's bothered to tell them they have it backwards."

They enjoyed their wonderful meal. Kim ravenously devoured her portions and part of Ron's. They thanked their host and walked the few blocks to a big round black glass building. As the approached the front desk Kim pulled Ron off to the side. "The man behind the reception desk looks familiar," she said suspiciously. "Where have I seen him before?"

Ron peered at the man and suddenly smiled. "Hey, it's Jilly from Jersey."

Recognition dawned on Kim. "Oh yeah, from The Las Vegas Las Vegas Resort. That was when Drakken and Dementor were fighting over the Pan Dimensional Vortex Inducer."

"Hey, hey hey!" Jilly chimed as the duo walked up to his station. "It's the Koo Koo Cats Kim and Ron Stoppable. We've been expectin' ya, Babes." He leaned over the counter and pulled his shades down his nose with a finger to stare at Kim. "Chicky Baby! You ever catch up with that blue dude you was peepin' for?" Jilly stood up and shoved his sunglasses back into place while smiling. His teeth glinted briefly.

"Ah, yeah, I did. Thank You Jilly," Kim said sarcastically, "and I think the jig is up with the alien stuff."

"I haven't the Vegas idea what you're talkin' about, Dudette," Jilly chuckled. "I got this gig through that Cat Dementor and don't know nothin about any illegals who staff this joint. That's strictly a management gig."

Ron leaned over the counter, yanked off Jilly's shades and looked him in the eye. "Ah Kim, he's telling the truth." Ron leaned over to Kim and whispered in her ear. "He is from New Jersey and doesn't know he's on another planet." He handed the sunglasses back to Jilly. "Sorry about that. So you're expecting us?"

"Hey, no problemo!" Jilly smiled and typed something into the computer. "You're in the Bridal Suite, you lucky hound and houndette." He handed Ron a key. "Enjoy your stay, you Koo Koo Cats." He shot a double gun finger towards the couple and clicked twice out the corner of his mouth. "Cool."

Ron accepted the key, glanced at it and smile at Jilly. "And you have a great day." He laced his hand with Kim's and walked to the bank of elevators. "We're on the top floor."

As they rode up the elevator Kim said, "So he's, more or less, an abductee? How can you tell?"

Ron shrugged. "I don't know, it's a gift I guess. I can usually look someone in the eye and tell if they're an alien. I've been able to do it ever since I landed on Earth. As for Jilly being abducted, I'd say he came willingly. He probably thinks he's in another city somewhere. Just doing his job for better pay and work conditions. That's usually the case with reported abductions. There's a strong wish to get away from their lives and start over somewhere new so they just accept they're still on Earth."

"Even with Energy Beings floating around town?" Kim queried.

Ron laughed lightly. "Hey, he used to live in New Jersey. I'm sure he's seen stranger things there."

Kim and Ron exited the elevator and found the door to the bridal suite. Ron opened the door and picked Kim up in his arms. "I guess we can call this our Honeymoon."

Kim giggled as they stepped into the room and gawked at the spectacle. Kim marveled at the size of the living room. "Ron, it's huge!" She pointed to a door. "Let's see what's in there."

Ron carried Kim over to the door and let her push it open. She slid from his arms as he froze in place at the sight he saw. "Wow!" Ron said in awe. "I've never seen a bed that big before. The whole cheer squad could sleep in it!"

"Get that fantasy out of your head HUSBAND!" Kim chided. She grabbed Ron's black SAS sweater and pulled it over his head. "But I do think we need to check it out." Her hands snaked down his chest and went to work on unfastening his pants. She purred, "After all, this is our Honeymoon."

Two hour later:

Kim leaned back in the bathroom hot tub and sighed. "Ron Dearest, I'm hungry again. Do they have room service in this place?"

Ron gave his wife a peck on the lips and got out of the tub. "I don't know, KP. Wait right here and I'll see what I can rustle up for ya." He wrapped a towel around his shoulders and padded out the door. "What are you hungry for?" he yelled from the next room.

"Something sweet," Kim hollered. "No, something salty, or... I don't know."

"I did a little reading on what to expect from a pregnant woman," Ron yelled. "I found this book called 'Pregnancy for Dummies' and it said you might have some strange cravings."

"When did you get the book?" Kim begged.

Ron came back into the bathroom carrying a tray of different snacks. "I picked up the book the day after we got married. I wanted to be prepared for what lie ahead. I also found the mini bar." Ron set the tray down next to the tub, picked up a golden colored snack and offered it to Kim. "Here, try this."

Kim took a small taste. "Ooooo!" she squealed in ecstasy and took a bigger bite. "This is soooo good! What is it?"

Ron beamed. "It's called a snatz cake."

"We have got to take a case or two back with us when we return to Earth," Kim groaned, finished off the delectable morsel and grabbed another.

"If we do," Ron warned, "we'll have to hide them from Bonnie. She's literally killed over snatz cakes before."

"Really," Kim said with a sly smile. "I can understand why." She pushed a few things around on the tray and frowned. "Oh, there aren't any more." Kim got out of the tub, toweled herself off quickly and grabbed the tray. "Let's go in the bedroom and see what else we have here."

Ron discarded his towel and followed Kim. He found her prone on the mattress with the tray laying in front of her. "Why don't you try this," he suggested holding up a round, cookie shaped snack.

Kim took a bite and groaned in sheer pleasure. "Ummm! Sweet and sour in the same cookie. These are great too. What are they called?"

"Those are fligbors," Ron informed her. "Tara and Felix love them."

Kim peered around the tray. "So what's your favorite?"

"I like the flax bargett," Ron said as he folded his arms behind his head and laid back on the bed, "but I couldn't find any in the mini bar."

"Oh, I'm sorry Ron," Kim sighed as she stroked his cheek with a crumb ladened finger. She leaned over, licked the crumbs off his face and smiled wickedly. Kim giggled as she took another fligbors off the tray and crumbled it down his chest. She proceeded to nibble and lick her way down to her new target.

One hour, and an empty tray later:

Ron shook out the bed sheets as Kim came out of the bathroom towel drying her hair. "We've definitely got to pick up extra snacks," Kim sang, "even if they restock the mini bar."

"Yeah," Ron sighed and sat on the bed. He patted the mattress beside him. "Kimberly, it's time to get serious about what might happen tomorrow."

Kim sat next to him and frowned. "Ron, you never called me Kimberly unless you think the sitch is dire." She thought for a second and added, "Or when you've gone all evil Zorpox on me." She grabbed his chin and jerked it side to side. "Your skins not blue so we'll rule that out."

Ron smiled weakly. "Yeah, the situation is that bad Kim."

"But things went well at the meeting with the Council today," Kim smiled. "I think they'll see reason and let us stay together."

"Sorry to harsh on your bright outlook KP," Ron said frowning, "but it's reality check time. I'm a single agent in the Intergalactic Justice organization. They have operations in all seventeen worlds that belong to the Federation of Collective Constellations and have agents like me, Bonnie, Tara, Felix, Wade and Rufus on nine different planets. Their operation is huge, and one small cog in there machine will not make a difference if it squeaks. It'll be replaced or eliminated."

"Eliminated?"

Ron nodded slowly. "Yes. I still have fifty years on my contract and it states if I fail a assignment or resign I would be exiled or terminated. Exile would mean being sent to a desolate planet where they mine Absynthe. It's a drug used by some Energy Beings for pleasure. Termination simply means execution."

"I know what you think of recreational drugs. One hour on that planet and you'd destroy the place, then you'd probably be executed for it. But would they actually kill you over your resignation?" Kim said in shock. "The Council said you've been a great asset to them. Wouldn't they want you to pass on your skills and become an instructor?"

Ron laughed lightly. "No, I don't think they would. The jobs for instructors are few and far between, and they're filled by operatives that have completed their tour. The lucky ones who get the jobs stay on for centuries."

"What are the chances they'll forget you want to quit and let you go back to Earth to complete your tour of duty?"

"Slim," Ron sighed. "I don't want another assignment because my next one might be as a sixty year old woman. I simply don't want to complete my tour, especially if it's without you."

"I didn't think of that," Kim sighed. "I guess they don't have too many jobs that call for a seventeen year old boys body."

Kim became desperate as she wrung her hands anxiously. "Could we just bail? Maybe find a small, back water planet where they couldn't find us?"

Ron sat and pondered for almost a minute before he shook his head slowly. "I can't think of a place that would fit our need and where Wade couldn't find us. And I.J. has a few Techs that are a lot better than him."

"So, what are our options?" Kim begged as a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Hope they let you quit and live on Earth with me and our daughter?"

"I guess so," Ron sadly said. "And if that happened, I'd be an outcast. They'd probably call on me every once in a while to do an odd job or two. A freelancer that would get the vilest assignments no one else would want."

"Could you live with that?" Kim asked hopefully.

Ron smiled and took her hands. "I could, if it meant we'd be together."

Kim giggled and wrapped her arms around her man. "Then I think we're about to be at the bottom of the Food Chain again."

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Another Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from The Little Mermaid either. I didn't want to put this in at the top of the page. It could've ruined the surprise meeting with Fred. More surprise cameos coming in the next exciting chapter of... ANOTHER SCENARIO! Same Fan Fic time, Same Fan Fic station!