The battalion for phase two of basic training was much smaller now; the reservists had left to go serve their two weeks at various posts through out Israel.
Steven Leonard was gone so Ron was the only American left in the platoon.
On Sunday morning the first thing first platoon had to do was draw their platoon special weapons. The platoon was divided into two squads, each commanded by a corporal. The sergeant was second in command of the platoon, and the Platoon Leader, a second lieutenant, was in command.
There were three platoons in Company C, which was commanded by a 1st Lieutenant. Another 1st Lieutenant was Executive Officer. Three companies made up the Recruit Battalion under the command of a Major, with a Captain as executive officer.
Each squad of the platoon was outfitted with one .30 caliber M60 machine gun, one mortar, .52mm, one spike antitank weapon,. M4 fitted with a M203 grenade launcher.
The M60 machine gunner was the most prestigious weapon to have in the platoon and was given Sergei got one squad machine gun. Each machine gunner carried 250 rounds of 30 caliber ammunition on his back. This was the most important weapon in the platoon, as it provided covering fire during assaults at medium and long range.
Backing up the machine gunner was the assistant, who carried 500 rounds of 30 caliber ammunition plus an extra barrel for the M60 This was by far the heaviest pack and was called the 500 pack.
There was only one mortar for the entire platoon, and it was given to Ron. He was also given a pack with 8 high explosive rounds on his back, and removed one canteen and carried two illumination rounds in his canteen holder. The only aiming device on the mortar was a white line painted down the barrel from the muzzle to the base. You had to take sighting shots in order to aim accurately.
Two other soldiers backed up the mortar man, Dankie Yaish was issued eight rounds of smoke, and Nohn Minkle was given eight rounds of illumination rounds.
Gerri Roth drew the large spike antitank weapon and was given three rounds.
Nimrod Lipsky drew the battalion communications equipped with different kinds of antennas and other accessories. He started to whine every time he picked it up he would say, "This radio, its heavy and breaking my penis!"
There was one stretcher, a collapsible one on a carrying rack. Someone else got a 10 liter gerry can filled with water, also on the same type of generic carrying rack.
Tirza drew the helicopter landing pack, a pack containing some empty ration cans, burlap, a canteen of diesel fuel, and some flares. It was in case they had to summon a helicopter at night.
The battalion worked far into the night assembling and preparing the packs. They stood proudly on the parade ground with their new weapons, during the course of training each member of the battalion would be trained on each weapon.
Sergeant Eldar made it back from his bereavement leave, and stood beside platoon leader second lieutenant David Stav. The second lieutenant addressed the battalion, "You have been told that phase two is the ABC's of basic training…I am here now to tell you that is wrong it is the AAA's of basic training, What you learn these two weeks will be the basis of all of your training and education."
A scream went up from the left of where Ron was standing, Sergeant Eldar walked jogged over to see what the problem was. Nimron Lipsky was looking all around where he was standing, "Lipsky what is the problem?"
Nimrod shook his head, "I saw a mouse."
Sergeant Eldar shook his head and turned to the second lieutenant, "This man has seen a mouse."
Second lieutenant Stav shook his head, "Everyone on your bellies, crawl around and see if you can find this man's mouse."
Ron groaned as he went to the ground and crawled around looking for the mouse, "Lipsky…You're an idiot."
The did the Indian crawl that everyone is familiar with from the war movies and then they were ordered to crawl from side to side, and finally they were instructed to do a one on one crawl where you moved so slowly that it would take an hour to move ten meters. This was the crawl that was to be used in sneaking up on an enemy position.
The trucks arrived and the platoon broke up and climbed aboard the trucks to start their next two and a half months of intensive training.
Kim sat down at a table in Student Union with Monique, Monique stood up and began to leave, "Don't go Monique…You haven't talked to me in a week."
"Wrong I haven't talked to you since you knifed Ron in the back." Monique said angrily as she started to walk away.
Kim stood up and started to walk with her, "I didn't knife Ron in the back…It was just a date."
"Did you tell Ron?" Monique asked as she continued walking to the exit.
Kim tried to change the subject, "It wasn't that great of a date, I mean he's nice enough when he's not playing with his hair."
"That's a no then." Monique said firmly.
Kim finally got Monique to stop walking, "No I haven't told him…I…I don't want him to worry, you know how prone to drama he is."
Monique sucked in her cheeks and nodded her head, "Have you written to him lately?"
Kim shifted her weight from one foot to another, "Well no….I've been kind of busy with work and school."
Monique nodded her head, "You haven't written in how long now?"
Kim was becoming nervous and answered her friend in a low voice, "A few weeks."
"A FEW WEEKS…A FEW WEEKS…You've dumped him again, at least the last couple of times you had the decency to tell him…I don't believe you." She turned and started walking again.
Kim took off after her, "It's not like that…I've been busy with work and school and all."
Monique didn't stop walking, "Tell it to the hand girl, tell it to the hand."
Kim stopped walking and watched Monique disappear into the mass of students in the quad going from one class to the next. The loneliness had finally gotten to Kim, she had not opened any of Ron's letters or emails in a month. It had hurt too much for her to bear; it was easier just to not read or write to Ron, than to have to deal with his not being there for her.
Kim looked down at the sidewalk and realized that she had forgotten her books in the Student Union; she turned to head back inside and ran into a cute boy.
"Hey you ran off and forgot these." The boy said.
Kim smiled, "Sorry I was trying to catch up to my friend before she left for class…I'm Kim Possible."
"Cody Marshall, I'm a freshman here." He told her as he handed the bags back to her.
Kim took them from him, "I'm a freshman too, so where are you from?"
Cody smiled enjoying the attention of the pretty red head, "I'm from Butte Montana…I stay in a dorm over in Worthington hall."
Kim smiled and nodded, "I'm from Middleton, I commute to school…Well thanks for getting my books for me."
"No big…Hey my frat's having a mixer this Friday night…Want to go with me?" He asked excitedly.
Kim smiled, "Ok….How do I get a hold of you."
They exchanged phone numbers, deep inside Kim felt bad for Ron, but she missed having a boyfriend, missed cheerleading, missed saving the world, and most of all she missed having a social life.
Once the trucks deposited the platoon in the middle of nowhere to Platoon Leader addressed the men again, "I will not tolerate any goofing off. You see how many mountains are around here, I can run you as much as I want."
On that cheery note the platoon climbed up the side of one of the mountain. It was cultivated, as most of the hills of Samaria by terraces and olive trees. They were ordered to dig foxholes.
The ground was rocky and extremely hard to dig in, Ron chipped away as best he could until he had a round 5 ½ foot hole dug. He jumped into the hole and tried to hide in it. Corporal Shomron walked by and told him it wasn't deep enough so he had to dig another six inches.
Then we pitched the tents next to the foxholes. Each soldier had 1/2 of a tent; they were snapped together and pitched with poles, held up by stakes. Ron and Sergei slept to a tent, and all the equipment had to be stuffed in as well.
Then they went down the mountain for evening meal. The MRE's were strictly rationed and generally there wasn't enough to go around so the soldiers at the end of the line frequently had to share.
After evening meal there was another stretcher march. Once again the Platoon Leader found cause to place two men on the stretcher, with the result that it tore.
The Platoon Leader then made them get one on one, wounded, half the platoon carried on the backs of the other half.
"Who tore the stretcher?" the Platoon Leader demanded.
Nimrod Lipsky began to sob, and the Platoon Leader slapped him in the face. "You dare to cry, God help you if you cry on me,"
Nimrod was trying to fight back his tears, "It's hard for me."
The platoon soon made its way back to our hillside camp and went to sleep.
Soon they were awakened for a battle preparedness inspection.
Ron cursed and stumbled around in the darkness trying to find the assembly point. Everyone except for Gerri Roth arrived late.
"Everyone who was late stand over there," Corporal Shomron said as he pointed to an area just off to the left of the platoon.
Everyone gathered to where the corporal was pointing except Nimrod Lipsky, who stood next to Gerri Roth. "Lipsky, you were late, go stand over there." The corporal ordered.
Ron took the disagreement between the two as an opportunity to sneak a look at his watch, "01:30 we have only been asleep for two hours…ohhhhhhh mannnnnnn…two and half months of this."
"But Corporal Shomron I was on time," Nimrod continued to whine.
"No, you were not on time, go stand among those who were not on time." The corporal ordered again.
Nimrod Lipsky's high pitched whining wail pierced the black night. "Corporal, I was standing right here when you shouted "Attention." I was on time."
"Lipsky," said Corporal Shomron in a sepulcher voice. "You most certainly were not on time, go stand among those who were not on time."
Nimrod continued pleading and whining until finally Shomron said "See here, Lipsky, being on time means not only being at the place by the time designated, but being there in full battle gear and with your shoes tied."
He indicated the untied state of Nimrod's boots. "Now, everyone run down the mountain and meet on the road there in two minutes."
The platoon made it down the hillside and to the road nowhere near on time and then they were told to go one on one wounded again.
"Well, you still have not learned," Corporal Shomron lectured us again. "We will keep drilling you until you are on time. Two minutes up the mountain and back in the camp."
Cursing, Ron ran back up the mountain, and was placed in a wounded position by Sergeant Eldar who was waiting on the top. He continued lecturing the platoon as Corporal Shomron joined him. Finally, Dankie Yaish broke and yelled "What about us? What about us, huh?"
"Oh, OK, now you can all go back to sleep," Corporal Shomron said, "Except Nimrod Lipsky guards the camp, and Dankie Yaish guards at headquarters."
Ron stumbled back to our pup tents for the remaining 1 3/4 hours left until reveille, "This isn't going to be easy Sergei."
Sergei didn't answer right away and then said in a very tired voice, "I do not like Nimrod Lipsky."
Ron who was already half asleep mumbled, "First day he will never make it."
Thus ended Ron's first day in the field.
Bonnie Rockwaller arrived in Netanya tired from the long flight, She arrived at the campus of Netanya Hebrew College and waited in a very long line for someone to help her that could speak English.
"I need my school schedule, doesn't anyone her speak English?" Bonnie asked the lady in the admissions office.
They pointed her towards another line, she waited and finally found the help she was needing, "So this will give me 15 credit hours?"
The lady nodded and then pulled out a map of the city, "Your father arranged for an apartment near here."
She showed Bonnie the map and Bonnie nodded her head that she understood and left with her maps and course outlines. She was confused and didn't speak the Hebrew to well.
She hailed an old fiat taxi cab and handed the driver the address after he had stowed her luggage, "Weird country, no one speaks English, and I don't see how Ron makes it here?"
Bonnie arrived at the apartment complex and signed the papers for her keys; the lady in the rental office spoke English and gave Bonnie a run down on trash collection and utilities.
Bonnie nodded her head, "I have this friend in the IDF, and I was wondering how I would go about finding him?"
The lady wasn't sure and then she thought about the border check point, "There's a border checkpoint down the highway about 15 minutes from here."
She thanked the woman and began to get moved into her apartment, she opened the blinds up and was startled to see the Mediterranean Sea out her balcony window, "Finally daddy does something right."
Bonnie grinned as she thought about the plan, "Rabbi Katz said Ron wouldn't be out of basic training until around Chanukah…That's a long time to wait to rub Kim's nose in it."
"She was always so smug, her and Ron running all over the place saving things, looking down on the rest of us, I can't wait to see her face when I introduce myself as Mrs. Bonnie Stoppable…Merry Christmas Kim…Meet my new husband...Your're familiar of course with Ron." Bonnie chuckled and smiled evily at the thought as she put the photos of Kim and Danny kissing in a safe place till she could find Ron.
The next day dawned a warm autumn day. Despite the ordeal of the night before the platoon was in high spirits as they ate their MRE's and then went up to the head of the valley for the Company Commander's lecture.
They were laughing and talking and not really paying attention to the sergeants or corporals, so the Company Commander made them run with "wounded" on their backs. This still didn't quiet us down so Sergeant Benzerus of 2nd Platoon addressed the platoons.
"Does everyone identify that mountain yonder?" he asked.
"Sure, it is beautiful," The companies answered cheerily.
"Malachi," he indicated a large blonde corporal from 3rd Platoon, "See that everyone is standing on the top of that mountain in five minutes."
Ron and the rest of the company started climbing rapidly up the mountain, leaping over terraces and moving through the bushes. When they were at the top Malachi shouted "Attention."
Several soldiers, among them Nimrod Lipsky, had decided they weren't going to climb the mountain. So they were trying to hide behind the terraces and trees on the slopes of the mountain.
Corporal Shomron climbed up the mountain, found them one by one, and sent them down to the Company Commander.
Ron saw the Company Commander talking to them, and then they got down on their bellies and began to crawl. Then he saw half of them lie on the other half and they crawled carrying each other.
He winced as he watched the unusual form of discipline, "Note to self, don't hide."
Then Sergeant Benzerus signaled the platoon to come down. The platoon headed back down and assembled and then the Company Commander began his lecture. "You will be trained on how to prepare your equipment so it doesn't stand out in the field,"
"You have already been told to cover your watches with camouflage cloth or special leather watchbands." He noticed several soldiers wearing shiny watches and confiscated them.
"Now, you will go back to your camp and blacken your packs with shoe polish, and cover all the buckles with black tape. Today you will practice setting up an observation post in enemy territory. Then you will learn tactics for combat in open terrain." The Company Commander paused for effect.
"If you come under fire from close range you immediately charge the target, bringing your rifle up and sighting as you run forward….If you come under fire from medium range you hit the dirt, crawl or roll toward a place of concealment, from which you return fire… Then get up and run toward the next place of concealment, aiming and firing as you run, until you reach close range, when you charge the target. You will be trained on how to do this and drilled all week and next week with dry runs." After his lecture the Company Commander turned and walked away.
The platoon was dismissed to go back to their base camp and blacken their gear. Ron and Sergei sat outside their tent putting black shoe polish on their packs, "Sergei remind me if we ever see the PX again that I need more shoe polish and a good pair of socks."
Sergei laughed, "I need socks too, the heel tore through on my sock."
Once they finished blackening their equipment they were ordered to assemble and move out but Nimrod Lipsky didn't want to go, and remained in his tent with his boots off. He believed that since he had been punished by the Company Commander that he could take the rest of the day off.
Corporal Rafi, was on loan from 2nd Platoon, asked for two strong men to come with him. Sergei and Gerri Roth carried Nimrod to the assembly. The Platoon Leader talked to him. "If you think you are sick we can talk about it, but you don't just decide on your own not to come. Now get your boots on and prepare to move out."
The platoon moved to a new training area, a field covered with rocks and thorny weeds, they were drilled on the proper way to hit the dirt by Sergeant Eldar, "When I say AP, hit the dirt.".
"AP, no not fast enough, everyone get up. AP! Still not good enough…I will keep drilling you until you do it right. AP!" When the sergeant was satisfied with the platoon, he then taught them how to crawl again.
He reinforced the first way the regular Indian Crawl, the second way is 1 on 1 crawling, and finally, the side crawl, used when you are moving under an obstacle and don't want your canteens to snag.
They practiced crawling over the thorny rocky field all afternoon. That evening the Platoon Leader built a bonfire on the top of a hill and told us to use what we had learned to sneak up on him. After that they went to bed.
The next morning started off with a hike before breakfast. As the platoon went down the mountain and out into the Sanur Valley, Ron thought it was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen.
An Arab village, gleaming white in the dawn, was on a low hill in the middle of the valley. Ron thought that he might like to live here some day, but as of the moment there were no Jewish settlements to be seen.
They reached another small valley and climbed up the side of the mountain to establish an observation post. Nimrod Lipsky elbowed Ron and found a nice little nook in the bushes, "We can hide here and catch a quick nap."
Ron lifted an eyebrow and looked around before he settled in for a nap but soon Corporal Shomron called out "Lipsky and Stoppable, good morning, how was your nap?"
Ron quickly moved some branches to prove he wasn't sleeping. Then Corporal Shomron saw that Nimrod had removed his body armor. "Lipsky, why did you remove your body armor?"
"But corporal, its too cramped in here," Lipsky protested.
Corporal Shomron was unimpressed. "You are encumbered with it and now you will wear your body armor everywhere."
Ron let out a deep breath after the corporal had left, "Thought they had me this time…Better stay away from Lipsky, he's a marked man now."
After the exercise ended the platoon went back to camp for breakfast, than begin learning about combat in open terrain on an individual soldier level.
They practiced hitting the dirt, crawling to a boulder, simulating shooting by saying "bang! bang!" and running towards the target.
Gerri Roth was amazing, he would run between the boulders like a mountain goat, yelling "bang bang bang bang bang bang" and trample the target down when he reached it.
It was all Ron could do to keep up with him, "Bang, bang…bang"
Then Ron would look up and Gerri was gone, "He's fast in these hills, he must have been raised around here."
The Platoon Leader was extremely delighted by Roth, and just carried on about what a good soldier he was becoming at evening meal.
That is when he dropped the bombshell, at the end of the week would have a 35 kilometer march, the first big march of the training.
Then it was off to the tents to get some sleep, Ron knew he would have to sleep fast because he was to pull guard duty in four hours.
He woke up and relieved Dankie Yaish and began pulling the second shift of guard duty that night, he stood on top of the hill looking down into the valley, "This is a good time of night, not much happening."
There was a rumble off in the distance and Ron could make out the purplish grey plum of smoke from two Qassam rockets as they arched their way into the sky. He watched the ark of the rockets and watched them land in the middle of the desert with two loud bangs.
Then he could hear various IDF artillery positions open up to retaliate, and on a rare occasion he could see little red embers falling off the artillery shell as it headed for the West Bank.
"They are long gone by now." Ron jumped when he heard the voice behind him.
He turned and saw Sergeant Eldar standing beside him watching the show, "They fire those rockets out of plumbing pipe with an automobile battery, by the time our artillery opens up….They are at home giggling about all the damage they have done to Israel this night."
Ron nodded as the Sergeant turned to leave, "Stay alert Stoppable, you never know when they will fire one of those things at us."
Ron swallowed hard, "So much for a quiet night."
Kim met up with Cody at the student union, "I've pledged Tau Kappa Epsilon, it's a pretty cool frat…Great parties and all."
They walked down the street to the large red barn that had a sign on the roof that had the Greek letters TKE, Kim looked at the building, "Kind of strange to have a frat in a barn isn't it?"
Cody shrugged, "It was a holdover from when Upperton University was all farm land back in the 1950's."
The couple walked inside the barn and found a party happening, there was a mousey looking guy that waived a Cody, "Hey Chaingo, who's the hot lady."
Cody smiled and whispered, "Chaingo's my frat name." Then Cody proudly announced who his date was, "This is Kim."
All kinds of guys started to materialize out of nowhere, "Hey Kim…Have some punch…or do you want something stronger."
Kim blushed and shook her head, "Punch is fine, I had a bad experience drinking a while back."
They handed her a large blue plastic cup full of punch, one of the boys a red head with bad acne smiled at her, "Special home brew."
She nodded and took a drink and then looked around the inside of the remodeled barn, and noticed something not quite right. "Not many girls here tonight?"
Cody smiled as he winked at another frat brother, "It's early yet…Should be some more ladies coming soon.
She took a drink of the punch and looked at the stair way leading up, "You guys live here?"
"Only the upperclassman, freshman plebes like Cody stay in the dorm….Hi, I'm Spanky." The tall man answered.
Kim was immediately taken with this man, he was dark and mysterious and very handsome, "So I take it you're an upperclassman?"
Spanky smiled a large toothy grin, "You are very observant, red heads have always fascinated me….So tell me do you have a hot temper?"
She took another drink of the punch and decided to flirt just a bit, "I can be…a…little…."
Kim's eyes rolled up into her head, the blue plastic cup hit the ground and she collapsed on the floor.
Spanky smiled, "Good job Cody, looks like you'll be brother yet…Let's take her upstairs guys, the train is in the station."
They picked Kim up and carried her up the stairs and into a room that was lit only with candles. They put her in the center of a large bed, and Spanky chuckled luridly as he pulled Kim's shirt off and flipped her over onto her chest and undid her bra.
Kim started to become conscious, "R…r…Roooooooooonnnnnn?"
Spanky looked at the other guys, "Check this shit out, she thinks I'm some guy named Ron."
Kim's eyes went wide open and realized what was going on, her mind said fight but whatever they had put in the punch wouldn't let her body obey her brain, "N...n…noooooooo."
She felt a hand grab her hair and yank her head around, the red headed boy with the bad acne was so close that she could feel his beer soaked breath in her face, "Now you just lie back and who knows…maybe you'll even enjoy it."
Kim glanced around and saw Spanky pulling down his pants; she turned back to the red headed boy and narrowed her green eyes, moved her head forward as if she were going to kiss him and chomped down hard on his nose.
The red headed boy screamed in pain and let go of her hair, Kim's body was starting to work again, she reached up and grabbed the red headed boy's ear and with her right hand and drove her thumb into his eye socket.
All activity had stopped in the room as the other frat brothers were trying to take in what was happening, Spanky had his pants around his ankles, "None of the other girls ever fought back before?"
Kim staggered towards the open door and a large man stepped in her way and threw a punch, she tried to move but was still groggy from the drink. She managed to take just a glancing blow from the big man but it still caught her and knocked her back towards the bed.
Now Kim's adrenalin was pumping as she grabbed one of the candles and threw it on the bed, it caught fire immediately. The big man moved forward and Kim snap kicked him in the groin and shoved him onto the burning bed.
Pandemonium had broken out in the room a third of the room was trying to put out the fire that was working its way up the wall, another third was trying to get to Kim and the more intelligent third was fleeing for their lives.
Kim made her way back to the door, and Cody stepped in the way. Kim savagely groin kicked him then drove her knee into his face and then she threw him down and made it out the door.
She almost made it to the stairs when Spanky caught up to her and grabbed her from behind, "I'll FIX YOU FOR THIS BITCH."
Kim forced herself backwards slamming Spanky into the wall, his grip loosened just a bit and Kim twisted and broke the hold. She was still wobbly from the drug but she had enough motor skills to sling him over the railing onto the ground floor.
Kim jumped from the railing and landed with both feet into Spanky's stomach, she grabbed a beer bottle and broke it off on a table and then turned and plunged it into the man's crotch.
Spanky let out a ear piercing scream and Kim twisted the bottle hard, and with her speech slurred by the drug calmly told him, "We'lllllll seesssssss whooooo fixxxxxxxxxsssssss whooooooooo."
Kim grabbed a jacket off of the coat rack and ran into the street; she ran back onto the campus and hid in the service entrance of the Science building.
She was sweating and out of breath, she could hear the fire truck sirens in the distance as she clawed at her pocket for her cell phone.
She frantically looked for Monique's phone number and pressed the call button, Kim heard Monique answer, "Moniqueeeeee, I neeeeeeeeed help…help meeeee, God helppppppp meeeeee."
"Kim…is that you? What's going on?" Monique voice was sounded alarmed over the phone.
"I neeeeeeeddddd helppppppp…I…I'm close to a barn……Upperton." Kim tried to explain.
"You didn't go to the TKE barn did you…Your crazey…Where are you…I'm coming." Monique told her.
Kim closed her eyes and said a little prayer of thanks, "I'mmmm Science building….I think."
Monique grabbed the keys to her dad's car and raced off towards Upperton, she didn't hang up on Kim so she could keep her talking.
"You're in the Science building then?" Monique asked as she got off on the Upperton exit.
"Outside…I'mmmmmmmm soooooo tiredddddddd." Kim said as she slumped into a dark corner.
Monique drove around the campus, she could see a large fire in the distance, "Kim's handy work no doubt."
Monique set speed records to get to Upperton University but now she had to drive slowly so she wouldn't attract attention to herself.
She spotted the Science building, "Kim I'm on corner of Baxter and Waverly."
"Other side…hurry." Kim sounded out of breath.
Monique made a right and headed towards the TKE barn which was going up in flames and the center of attention for the whole area. She stopped at the service entrance and Kim moved towards the car crouched over and slid into the passenger seat.
Monique drove off slowly and turned into an alley to keep from passing the burning TKE Barn, "OK….What did you do?"
Kim began crying, "I met this boy earlierrrrrrr…in the weekkkkk…invited me here for a partyyyyyyyyy…"
Monique nodded, "And you were the party…Girl haven't you heard any of the stories of that place?"
"Theyyyyyy druggeeddddd meeeeee…tried to….doooo thingssssssss…..Ronnnnnnnnn wouldn't drug meeeeeeeeee." Kim was breathing hard and trying to hold her thoughts together.
Monique nodded, "No Ron wouldn't have drugged you."
Kim closed her eyes, "I'm done with mennnnnnn…I'm going to be like Joshhhhhhhhhh…Monique….would you be gay with me."
Monique chuckled, "NO…just because I don't go out very much doesn't mean I'm a carpet muncher."
Kim chuckled and nodded, "Goodddddddddd…I was sooooo scared you were going to say yesssssssss."
Monique smiled, "Kim go home and sleep this off and write to Ron."
Kim began crying again and then started bawling, "I lost my good bra."
Monique shook her head as she turned off on the Middleton exit, "She almost gets gang raped and she's worried about her bra….Only Kim."
The car pulled up in front of the Possible residence, and Monique helped Kim out of the car and took her to the front door.
Mrs. Dr. P. opened the door, "I figured she'd come straggling in sooner or later?"
Monique winced and tried to think of something to say when Kim's head popped up, "Heyyyyyyyyy Mommmmmmmmm…Moniqueeeeeeeeee won'tttttttt go gayyyyyy with meeeeeeeee."
Monique shook her head and let Kim go, she fell face forward down on the floor, "She had a bad date."
Mrs. Dr. P. nodded, "It's on the news, self styled vigilante Kim Possible burns down frat house."
Monique winced and tried to explain what happened, but Mrs. Dr. P. put up a hand, "I was in college once too…They probably had it coming…Thanks for bringing her home Monique."
Monique smiled and nodded, then she turned and walked back to her dad's car, "I wish Ron was here…Maybe not….He'd have probably killed them all."