A/N: Please forgive me! This plot bunny burrowed up to me today and I couldn't help but write it out! Feel free to get the tar and feathers after you read it. I'll wait.

As I sit at a table off to the side, I can't help but allow a faint smile to appear on my face. Looking on at them as they continue to dance in the middle of the floor, I can clearly see by the loving smiles on their faces that they are indeed happy together, his arms around her waist while her hands run through his cute blond locks, the new wedding ring prominent on her finger.

As I continue watching the newlyweds, I still can't get over the fact that they ended up with each other. It almost seems surreal, and yet it's actually happening.

And part of me can't help by thinking how it could've gone differently.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm happy for them, truly. It's just that I can't help but think back on how things lead to this, with Monique being the one to end up with him.

The man who used to be the object of my affections.

I admit that when I first fell for him, it was almost impossible for me to get up. I can still remember how I found him adorable, how the way he smiled at me would send my heart a fluttering, and how I was touched by his sweet and loving nature. And of course, I could never forget how when he kissed me on our first date, my legs practically turned into jelly.

Back then, I honestly believed he could've been my soulmate, and that he and I were meant to be, and one day, we might be the ones walking down the aisle. As time went on, however, my burning feelings for him died down like embers and we grew apart, eventually going our separate ways.

I honestly didn't expect to ever see him again.

That is until a few weeks ago.

It had been years since we had last seen each other. I was now in my last year of college with my graduation only a few months away.

It was then that I was approached by my old flame...holding hands with my best girl friend, who it turns out was now dating him! That was surprising enough, but nothing could've prepared me for what I learned next: not only were they dating, but they were even engaged and were inviting me to the wedding!

I admit that I was a bit shocked at the announcement, but said I would gladly come. Later that day, Monique came by again, this time on her own. She felt sheepish about the whole thing, but he had convinced her that as their friend, I should be invited. Monique then admitted she knew it just wasn't done for a girl to date and marry a guy their best friend had once had a thing for, but she couldn't help it, dropping a particularly surprising bombshell on me:

Apparently, at the same time I had interest in him, she also had her eye on him, but didn't want to try anything and let me have at him out of respect for our friendship, and considering how we nearly tore each other apart over Hokoshiro, I can't say it was a bad idea. She went on to say, however, that when they ended up going to the same college together, and knew how I wasn't as attracted to him anymore, she saw her chance with him and seized it. After finishing, she actually got on her knees and begged me not to throttle her with sixteen styles of kung fu. Instead of getting angry, I just smiled, gave congratulations to both of them and offered my blessing, assuring her that it didn't bother me and I was completely over him.

He and I were a thing of the past.

Even still, as I watch them share their first dance as husband and wife, part of me can't help but wonder that if things hadn't turned out the way they did, this might not have happened. If things had gone differently, who knows what it would've been like. If I hadn't allowed the embers of my feelings to expire, then it's likely we never would've grown apart, and in fact, may have stayed together. If that was a case, then it was also possible that I could've been the girl out there dancing in his arms right now, with me as his wife.

Of course, that also would've meant that Monique would've never had her chance with him, meaning than rather than me sitting here thinking about what could've been, Monique would've been sitting here, trying to put a strong face for me while her heart broke. And if I had known about how Monique felt about him, I don't know if I could've gone through with it.

At that moment, I was brought out of my musings when I felt a big strong hand being placed on my shoulder. With a grin, I looked up and smiled at the owner of the hand as he stood over me.

"They look really happy, don't they?" Ron asked me, a smile on his face.

"Yeah" I gave him a fond nod as I looked back out towards Josh and Monique dancing "I never would've pictured it, but I have a feeling they'll be great together".

"So, Monique Mankey" I could hear the bewilderment in Ron's voice without even looking at him "Sounds a bit weird".

I couldn't help but giggle a little at that. "Well, on the bright side, at least it will be alliterate. Besides, a girl probably wouldn't care what their name will sound like if they truly love who they're marrying" Turning my eyes downward, I smiled fondly at the beautiful emerald engagement ring on my ring finger "After all, I don't care if Stoppable doesn't have the same cleverness as Possible".

"Man, I don't think I'll ever understand girls" my guy said with a chuckle "So, what were you thinking about a minute ago?"

Looking back up, I gave him a soft smile. "Oh, you know. Just wondering about what could have been".

It was then that I saw a look of fear and uncertainty appear on his face.

"Uh, you don't wish that it could've been him instead of-"

Without even letting him finish that sentence, I stopped him with a hand over his mouth.

"Not at all" I said fondly as I stood up from my chair before lowering my hand so I could give him a loving kiss, while he wrapped those strong, comforting arms of his around me.

As we pulled away, I could see a smitten happy look on his face. Giving a twittering giggle, I took my fiancee by the hand and lead him into the middle of the room, where we started dancing alongside the newlyweds.

My crush on Josh may have faded back in high school before I started dating Ron, but I still can't help remembering how I used to feel about him, and wonder if I could've just as easily become Kim Mankey as I will Kim Stoppable. Still, I'm glad with the way things went. If I had remained with Josh, I never would've gotten together with Ron, and I would've missed out on the greatest thing in my life. Ever since we went to the Junior Prom together, Ron has shown just how dedicated to me he is, how much he's loved and cared about me ever since that day we meet in Pre-K. If I hadn't let my flame for Josh cool off when it did, I would've gone the rest of my life without realizing how truly special the guy I'd known since I was four really was. When Ron proposed to me shortly before Josh and Monique invited us to their wedding, I accepted without hesitation, knowing full well that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

And while my legs felt like jelly the one time Josh kissed me, I completely turn to butter every time Ron kisses me.

So, yeah, part of me does wonder what could've happened and if I might've ended up being the girl throwing the bouquet instead of the one catching it. But that doesn't mean I'd trade what I have with Ron to find out in a million years.

I'm with my true soulmate now. The real man I'm meant to be with.

The End

A/N: Made ya look! ;P What did you really think that I was going to tear Kim and Ron apart? Do you even know me? XD