Chapter 53 - Dog Days
(4:30pm)
Kim and Ron then came out the front door of the Possible household, holding hands. Ron was in his usual outfit. Kim was wearing 70s style flare long denim overalls with both straps hooked, a purple t-shirt, sneakers, a locket that Ron gave her on their two month-iversary, and the wrist Kimmunicator. They were talking about what movie they were going to see.
"Sorry, Ron. Zombies are so out of my league!" Kim commented as they walked down the sidewalk.
Ron replied, "It'll be fun, KP! The brain-eating kind."
"Throw the R-rated brain-eating movie idea into the nearest landfill." Kim insisted.
"You may never know when a zombie apocalypse may happen!" Ron said, as if he had been reading one too many comic books.
"The day I see that happening would be the day that you can stomach Cow n' Chow burger!" Kim snarked.
"Sci-fi?" Ron then asked the next genre.
"Same. It's all so boring!" Kim sighed.
"Ugh..." Ron grunted with frustration, "What are we left with?"
"We have a choice of action, spy, and my personal favorite: rom-coms!" Kim answered.
"And the chick flick?" Ron questioned.
"No way, Ron. Do you want to remember the last date that you took me to me?"
A flashback scene from three weeks ago showed Kim in the same outfit she was in right now, except that she was wearing cowboy boots and Ron in a button down shirt and jeans. Ron was crying scene after scene with tissues on the theater floor. Kim looked mildly annoyed.
Back to the present, Ron said, "Scratch it off the list too."
"Ron!" Kim snickered, "No mater what movie we see, you'll always be the main attraction!"
Ron returned the smile back and said, "And you always are hotter than any Hollywood actress!"
The two were about to kiss on the lips but they were interrupted by barking sounds.
Bonnie was walking on the same sidewalk the couple was on. She was in a frilly lace top, baggy denim overalls with the bib down, but hooked with the straps between her legs, her Country CB Boxers showing, the assortment of bling and sneakers.
Her dog on a leash, Queenie, was barking. Queenie, a male despite the name, was a pit bull-type, the most controversial dog to own for a person. Dog owners in Middleton who had a pit bull were required, by law, to put a muzzle on their dog so that they won't be a threat to children. The mean cheerleader taught that dog to growl at anyone that she perceived was lower on the Food Chain at Middleton High and Kim and Ron were no exception.
"Looks like my dog picked up the scent of loser!" Bonnie smirked.
"What's it to you, Bonnie?" Kim asked, growling. "We're trying to have a moment here!"
"Yeah, Bon-Bon!" Ron added, "Go bother some other couple!"
"It's always the best for me when it's you two!" Bonnie grinned.
Kim did not like the smile that the Queen was wielding and said, "Your perfume smells like wet dog."
"And you shadow is so blocking my way!" Bonnie snarked.
"Didn't mean to intrude your space, B!" Kim mocked.
"K, all my dog is trying to do is to find a spot." Bonnie replied.
Rufus popped out of ROn's pants pocket, but Queenie growled at Rufus, bearing teeth through the muzzle. It sent the frightened naked mole rat back into the pocket.
"Why do you have to scare the little guy?" Ron asked Bonnie.
"I totally love to intimidate." Bonnie said while going down. Her baggy overalls got slightly lower in the rear while petting her dog. "Queenie is just the perfect reflection of me!"
"Especially in the areas of shallow, mean, and lacking a few brain cells!" Kim sneered.
"If you don't mind, I'll be on my way and you two can continue your mushy businness!" Bonnie said as her dog raised her hind leg. "And speaking of business..."
Kim began to smell urine as Queenie decided to relieve himself on her overalls.
"UGGGHHHH!" she reacted with disgust.
Bonnie then snapped a photo with her digital camera and said, "I'll just put this on AddressBook!"
"Your clothes have officially become Queenie's toilet seat!" Bonnie laughed, "Later losers!"
She walked off with her dog.
"I am so going to report that dog to the pound to be euthanized!" Kim muttered.
"At least Rufus didn't get hurt!" Ron exclaimed.
"Is he OK?" Kim asked.
"A little shaken, but he's fine." Ron sighed with relief.
"Now what topic are we on?" Kim questioned.
"There's still also the stolen Golden Bone thing." Ron reminded her.
"Yeah. I have the evidence." Kim said, "All that matters is getting it to the police and freeing Jess..."
"And finding Camille." Ron added.
"That too." Kim deducted. "If she's still in town, then the Bone must be nearby." Kim said, "I'll put Wade on standby, just to let me know if he has any updates."
(4:40pm)
The two then walked to the Stoppable house.
"So I come on over to your place at 7?" Ron asked.
"Yep." Kim said, "First is going to be Bueno Nacho for dinner, then the movie, and then a bit of stargazing on top of the Rustbucket."
Rufus rubbed his stomach and asked with a squeak, "Naco?" he chittered.
"Sorry, Rufus." Kim said, sadly, "This is a me-and-Ron thing for tonight."
"Aww..." Rufus chittered with a sad look on his face.
"Don't worry!" Kim said with a smile to the mole rat, "I'll have Monique bring you a couple of Nacos with extra cheese and Diablo sauce!"
This lifted Rufus' spirits.
"Mmmm...cheese!" the mole rat chittered, drooling.
"The lil' guy will be taken care of while we're away!" Ron said, knowing that his pet will be safe.
"My house, 7pm then?" Kim asked, making sure that her BFBF won't be late.
"You know I'll be there, KP!" Ron said, "And not a minute too late!"
Ron kissed his girlfriend on the cheek and headed towards his house. Kim pulled out her flip phone from her overalls pocket and dialed Monique's number.
"Hey, Monique! Wanna come to my house and help me lay out my date outfit?" she asked.
Monique replied from the other end, "From one fashionista to another, I'm so there, girl!"
"Playing Rufus-sitter as well?" Kim grinned.
"Little guy must be tuckered out after a mission like that!" Monique said.
"Yeah, he is." Kim answered.
"I brought a 20 along." Monique said, waving a $20 bill.
"That'll work!" Kim replied, "Are you going to swing by Ron's and pick him up?"
"Absolutely!" Monique exclaimed, "I'll be at your place in 15 with the handy CB Mag in hand!"
"Spankin'! See you then!" Kim said as she hung up the phone. She unhooked the right strap to her overalls as she walked back to the Possible house.
Kim then opened the door. In the living room, James was playing on a remote control while Ann was reading the latest magazine issue of Brain Surgeon's Monthly.
"Hey, Mom! Hey Dad!" Kim said, waving to her parents.
"Hey, Kimmie!" Ann replied.
"Hey, Kimmie-cub!" James added before holding his nose. His wife did the same.
"May I ask, Kimberly, what is the origin that smell?" the Possible Patriarch asked, refusing to take a whiff.
"Bonnie's dog decided to use my overalls pantsleg as his personal urinal." Kim replied, pointing to the aforementioned stain.
"That girl, does she have even any manners?" Ann questioned about her daughter's rival.
"Not since she got her ear and bellybutton pierced, Mom." Kim replied, "Come to think of it, not even since middle school."
"Tatoos and belly/earlobe piercings are an absolute no-no in this house, Kimberly Ann." James stated.
"I know, Dad." Kim sighed. "Till I'm off to college."
"That's correct." James said, "It wouldn't be, how do we say it, 'parent-approved'."
"Her mom, Veronica, even told me that she's growing more rebellious as of late." Ann added, "Including cutting class and breaking curfew."
"The dress-code violating, butt-bearing outfits, slipping grades, and being consistently late to cheer practice are mixed in there as well, Mom." Kim said.
"Thank the lucky stars you didn't turn out that way." James added.
