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28. Teh Chezzurection commeth

Her spot, same as everyday. People are going about their business more briskly then ever. There was a buzz of excitement reverberating throughout the school since the week started. News travels fast, and rumor mill churns. Legends forwarded and disputed, but some facts drip though the din. Bonnie could not help herself but getting drawn into the excitement of the events. Things where getting more and more exciting as they were getting closer to Der Tag. Nobody knew when, but all knew it was soon.

There was a meeting with Barkin and the faculty members. End of last week. As per arrangement the very first day in the caf. This had to be about the Chez. Nothing was said by any of the participants, but the fact of it indicated goings on.

Then there was a post on the school bulletin board, attached by one of the participants. It red:

"Teh Chezzurection commeth"

"Respectfully,"

"Rufus N. Mole Esquire, C.E.O."

"Bondi Gideaux Group LLC"

It gag got a few chuckles at the ridiculousness of the notification. But it was taken seriously, something was brewing. Things were definitely afoot on that front.

The abandoned lot, next door to the school sat untouched for years, as far as everyone knew. That was changing also. The lot had construction and strange arrangements happening around it, and once again, the participants where seen there. Practically daily. Nobody was talking, not even Monique spilled anything, all though the Gossip Maven was under constant siege from all quarters. She knew something for sure, but said nothing. So frustration was building in tandem with excitement.

Then yesterday, the sign came up over the new building, that adorned previously vacant lot next to the school.

-"JACK'S"-

"by Chez Ronalde"

Jack himself was seen at the place coming and going, no doubt who was "Jack" in that picture. Students knew of Jack, and/or his place, it was a popular hangout up until about last year, when it closed down.

Jack was always a popular proprietor, as you could expect for a loud jovial biker who owned the eatery. Always a hit, with a younger crowd in particular. Even rambunctious teenagers will respect a guy, that will take no crap from anyone, much less them, but was always a good sport. Jack gotten less crap from them, then their own parents did. The student body behaved at Jack's.

There was more. Barkin seemed to be in a good mood (as far as Barkin could be in a good mood, that is). That had more then likely, had to do with the tryouts held on friday. Several people showed up, including both of the new guys and Stoppable.

Nobody initially put any stake into the whole thing, last addition in particular. Then everything changed.

Members of various sport teams are usually present in the tryouts, regardless of the sports involved, if only to take stock of what their Mad Dog counterparts and/or team mates will look like.

When "Coach" Barkin, started running drills, the observers where double checking their results among themselves. They were not quite sure what they were seeing was really happening before their eyes. The stop watches were being compared constantly. And sometimes, people were outright gaping at what was happening.

That night, Middleton gained a running back, a wide receiver and a tight end. Fleshing out the Mad Dogs with offense, that had blinding speed. Add enough power, that their own defense could do little to even slow them down. Hot knifes going through butter in any direction they chose. And Mad Dogs defense was nothing to sneeze at.

The track team was smacking their stop watches often, to make sure they worked right. Upperton likely will have have a nasty surprise, come this friday night.

And there was no detention handed out by Barkin for friday. Zero (There was always monday though, Barkin will be Barkin.)

Bonnie was there, cheerleaders where a sports team, like any other. They where no more indifferent to the sporting events of the school (they had to cheer for them, after all).

Surprisingly, Kim was there too, seeming to be cheerful herself, like all was right with the world. Compared to her late, some what pensive attitude towards, well, everything.

Ron and Yori pulled up into the lot. And headed towards school. People watching their progress. Ron suddenly ran up to Monique, scooped her up, and spun her around.

"You ready for this!" he practically shouted.

"I was ready for something, what do you have in mind, baby-boy? Exactly. Your squeeze is watching, ya know.."

"Yes, Ron-kun. Are you planning to start your own "inventory?" Yori arched her eyebrow again, making a show of studying her fingernails.

"The Ron-man aims to please."

"I am ambivalent about sharing said pleasures." Yori went on.

Monique tapped Ron on the arm. He sat her down.

The laugh came from people around, that heard the exchange.

The Monkey fiasco, spread like wildfire. The (by now infamous) "little black book inventory", was something that was available to everyone, who cared to take a look. The "Monkey" moniker was set in stone by now, and nobody really cared one way or the other anymore. It was all pasé. New things where happening, and nobody cared about some silly monkey anyway.

So Bonnie walked to school is high spirits, despite her technically "non-involvement" into the things happening. For some odd reason, it did not bother her today, like it would before.

Picnic was all set, the usual participants were present.

"Ron, we need to have a word." Kim said with determination in her voice.

"Right here, or in private?" Ron asked calmly.

"Right here, the rest need to hear it. I think"

"Alright" Ron sat on the table in front of her.

Kim looked at him for a moment. Then glanced at the others. Everyone was waiting patiently.

"Ron, i'm sorry for the way, the whole thing went with the monkey business" Kim started.

Ron started to reply, but Kim halted him.

"Please, I need to say this."

Ron nodded.

"I messed up. In a big way. I basically decided, that I could have it all and did not care about of how it may impact everyone else around me."

Ron nodded again.

"I simply refused to see, what I did not want to see. The "I can do anything" girl moniker , largely supported by you, and thank you for supporting me all the way. It made me believe, that I could have whatever I wanted, and damn the consequences. I refused to realize, how badly it will impact the people closest to me. Wade, Monique, and you most of all." She took a deep breath and went on.

"The way I got played with the others in the stupid "inventory", was simply manifestation of all those beliefs, that where nothing but arrogant bullshit on my part. "Pride goeth" as the saying goes, and I let it go. I allowed it to drive my actions. And ended up falling on my face.

I can see now, that it worked out for the better for you, and i'm glad for it. I was not in the beginning, I refused to believe what I saw.

Shock therapy, as Nique voiced it. But better or not. It does not make it right, I should have gone about it a better way. Like you said back then, it is wrong. I hope that you could forgive me, for being such a self-centered bitch, for want of the better term." Another breath, Kim paused a little. Then plowed on.

"I also think I know why Chez was shut down before. Remember when Shego and Junior tried to steal that stupid recipe, and we showed up all their security by busting them anyway? And then I spent all that time ranting about how we did, and they did not want to listen to us earlier. And brought up Chez as something we did to compare it with something of theirs?"

Ron nodded a little stiffly. Sore subject.

"They are very connected in the industry. I don't know for sure, but I think my stupid rant prodded them to toss that curve ball. I did not say anything, suspecting that it was my big mouth's doing. You loved that place. I should have said something, at least to you. I wish, I was a better friend."

Kim looked at the table, waiting for the verdict of her best friend for over a decade.

"Kim.." Ron said slowly "It's all hindsight. What it comes down to is : "coulda', woulda', shoulda'. We all make mistakes, that is what makes us human. We are good at screwing things up, it's one of our talents. Humans do that on the daily basis. Right or wrong does not come into play at this point, it is done. Now all that remains is: where do we go from here?

Are we still friends? Things are different now, yes. But this is all bonus as far as that goes. I would like to remain friends, Kim. We went through a lot together, and whatever we might have screwed up. And I do include myself in this. Nobody is perfect. Bottom line is: Are we still friends?"

Ron stopped talking and looked at her.

"I would like that very much." she replied, almost in tears. "We have shared so much, I don't see how I could go on without you by my side. Remember what I said sometime ago? I could not save the world without you. That remains true, now no less then ever."

Her shimmering eyes looked back into his.

Ron smiled and opened his arms. "Come here." He said.

She threw herself into his embrace.

He held her for a while, then she pulled back. She looked around the others at the table.

"I'm sorry, I tried to harsh out at you the other day Rex. You just did what needed done."

Res made a small brushing gesture.

"Water under the bridge, Kim. Needed to be done, is all."

Kim looked at Yori.

"I did not want to accept you as an important person in Ron's life. I blamed your influence, as how it affected me, and nobody else. It was not up to me, same arrogance. I see that now. I'm glad for you and Ron, I really am. Ron deserves someone like you, and if you are with him, you deserve him also."

Yori smiled back at Kim.

"Thank you, your acceptance of us means a great deal to me. As with does to Ron-kun. And always did. Let us hope, that it continues this way."

Kim nodded at her with a little sad smile.

"Monique and I mostly sorted this out. As I did with Wade. Mac I don't really know you at all, but by all accounts.." She made a circling gesture around the table. "You come highly recommended, so that works for me. Acceptance is something i'm working on at this time." She smiled a little at Mac.

Mac just nodded back.

Kim went back to looking at Ron. He looked at her, and then around the table.

"So, we cool?" he asked.

A round of nods come back.

"Ok, then. You where somewhat out of the loop, see previous. Now it's time to bring you into the fold as it where, if you'll have us." Ron looked a question at her.

"All the away." Kim replied.

"Very well then KP, here is what we're planning."

Kim listened to a very long explanation and the extent of the plans. The Team, that will be formed to make them happen. And things that were already happening. Right here, under her nose.

Monique's mouth was open so wide, her jaw was on the table. Yori leaned over and closed it, once Ron explanation has drawn to a close.

The "Kim Possible smile" was back full force. "When do we start?" She asked.

"Right after snackage, of course! Gotta have that." Came Ron's reply.

Students almost fell over themselves, when the lunch time came on thursday. Rufus was in his usual spot as the greeter, handing out tickets (in no particular order apparently, the wheels of numbered paper items was about four times his size, and he had three to work with.). For the reopening the of caf's "Chez Ronalde". It was the Deli carving day (Chez always had one, and it was always a hit, as much as everything else.) Ron and Yori worked the steel with frighting precision, Yori in particular. Everyone had the Sushi rolls, and Rotisserie was available aplenty, the place was a full on banquet.

The lunch lady was there also, slinging the dishes with obvious pride and zeal. She was never happy with what she had to work with most of the time. The woman was actually good at her trade (what would you expect, when one who gets to work with Mystery Meat, and you still to live to tell the horror tales after, hmm? That take serious skill right there. Seriously.)

Nobody cared anyhow, the Chez was back. The Deli day was on!(everyone was late to classes afterward, that included the teachers, and nobody cared. It was siesta-time anyhow.) Life at MHS was starting to get good.

The sign on JACK's Proclaimed the grand opening on friday, after the first game. There where smells wafting from the place before the game started. Some where worried, that people will go straight to the place, before the game even started. But the joint was locked shut, and Jack himself was at the game in person.

What happened to Upperton was ugly. It was not a game , it's was a massacre. Middleton had got the ball at the start. The ball was thrown to the receiver, he ran, like a bat out of hell. The tight end tossed the outside linebacker into the corner back. It was a done deal in two minutes. Rex actually walked the last three yards to the end zone, and put the ball on the ground. Gently.

Later in the game, the running back blasted right down the middle and blown within inches of the safety, he was gone as well.

Mad Dog defense, not to be outdone, sacked the Upperton Quarterback, three times during the game. And scored two interceptions on top of that.

The annihilation continued in the same fashion throughout the game. Upperton gotten used to ignoring the other receiver on the end, so he got the ball, and ran unopposed, to the end zone again.

Coach Barkin retired his main offense, in the second quarter, and let the second string take the field. With thirty plus points int the lead already it wasn't that much of a risk. But after the starters coached the replacements themselves, on how things are to be done (by grabbing their face guards and yelling at them). So it was spoken, so it was to be done.

The second stringers ran several good plays themselves. Only once replacement of a tight end was needed for a single play.

Ron took advantage of being replaced. And, donning his Mad Dog head instead of the helmet, was busy pulling off his mascot stunts with the cheer squad on the sidelines. Bouncing up and down the stairs between seats (sometimes on all fours) and showering everyone within reach with his banana cream foam.

Working the crowd and acting like an idiot in general. Until the foam ran out.

The destruction of Upperton was complete. They only scored one touchdown, Simply because Middleton wanted the ball at the time (and so the reaming would not be completely without lube).

After the game Number 11, walked over to the Upperton players, and said:

"YO! Twenty seven!"

The linebacker turned around, his whole team was reeling from what just happened to them.

"Good show, I did not see that hit coming at all, man." He held out his fist, the linebacker tapped in a gesture. And the tight end nightmare walked back to his side.

The Upperton players where puzzled, no gloating. None. Just and appreciation of what one of them did right that game. God knows, everything else has gone wrong.

The game was over, Mad Dogs dominated (bloody murdered, more likely). The day was theirs. And Jack's was opened at last.

The game was held at the Mad Dogs stadium. So winners and losers alike piled in for the endgame celebration.

One of the "odd" things Jaks's had, was an open fire pit, right in the middle, that could be opened and used at need. So the pig was on. Wholesale.

There where more things going on in the lot as well. Namely number 9 wide receiver was doing wide doughnuts in a wide parking lot's space in his TT. With Yori perched at an angle on her bike, was doing the same in the center of the doughnuts , on her rear wheel. In opposite direction. The grand opening was a blast. Students and game's spectators poured in, for the food and the display.

Some rents did voice the concern over the machinery display, but were assured, that it was just for show. And told adult wisdom not to be ridiculous. There was no room for actual racing of anything, made that way on purpose. Somewhat assured, everyone dug into the specialties of the new eatery.

Kim sat on the barrier, next to Mac's truck with her plate.

"Ron, I think Rex is hitting on your girl there." She remarked coyly. Gesturing at at the display on the lot.

"I'm not really worried. " Ron replied "But I can't really join them, I'm not that good."

"Well let's go hoist out defiance up the pole then." Said Mac, approaching them.

"Ha! See? And you didn't want to play." Ron said.

"I gotta say this was fun. Then again, winning is fun."

Kim look at what Mac had wrapped under his arm.

"Mac, what..." He waved her off.

"Come on"

Mad Dog Banner went up the flagpole to cheers all around. Followed by Drunken Rufus Roger with the crossed rib bones on a plate (someone scanned that back at the house last week) to even more cheers and hoots.

XX

"Good morning, Ms. Times. How are you feeling today?" the doctor asked.

"Much less out of it then before. How long have I been in here? Zoning in and out like this."

"For just under two weeks, you had a nasty bump on the head. Had is worried there for a while, but now it's nothing more then just a goose egg. And the swelling has almost faded you pulled through very nicely. We would like to keep you here for a couple more day for observations. Other then that, you will be good to go in a couple of days, if nothing further develops."

"That's good then. Thank you, Doctor."

"Not at all, and there is someone here to see you. If you're feeling up to it."

"Sure."

"Ms. Times! I'm glad to see you are doing better. We were all worried at the station, when you did not show up, and then we heard what happened."

"Yes. Well, I ended up a being a little indisposed."

"Unfortunately, it happens. Good thing all turned out well. When are they letting you out?"

"In a couple of days, that's what the doctor said."

"Great. I was just stopping by to let you know, folks are wishing their best. And that we are all waiting on you to get out. So you can start on what we discussed before the crash. The project you forwarded, is still a go, we're just waiting on you.

Speaking of, did they tell you who got you out?"

"No, I was a little out of it for a while, so I never got around to asking."

"Ah. Well that was our very own hometown's Kim Possible. She got down there and had to cut you out of your car, so they could get you here."

"Talk about co incidents, I never even was aware of anything happening down there." She felt the dull-throbbing swell on her head.

"She'll stop by to see you, if you ask, ya know. She does that."

"I'd like to thank her, at least. I don't think you can just call her up to get her here though."

"No, but you could always leave a message, or ask her mother for instance."

"Mother?"

He nodded towards the door.

"That was Doctor Anne Possible."

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Author's note: Happy chapter. All is well. Extra helping of awesomeness Blah blah. But in order for further mayhem the band needs to be back together. So there.

CB73- Ripp's stuff was actually one of the first things i've red here, as I recall. I think. Make more stuff Rippy!