Hi, everybody! if you've actually been keeping track, its been... Whoah, almost two months since i updated this story. I'm gonna level with you guys. The reason for that absurd amount of time isn't because of my usual procrastination. About a week after I last updated I moved- hundreds of miles because of work. If any of you know what that's like you can understand. I spent a good chunk of time after that getting settled in. Then came thanksgiving and I had to deal with not just my family but also my work throwing thanksgiving parties left and right. With me being the new guy I had to make an appearance to make a good first impression. Yadda yadda yadda.

After that came December then came the Christmas parties, and other work stuff. Then I got sick, which I'm still dealing with by the way. Oh and did I mention my old computer broke- just when I had this chapter written up. Leaving me at square one.

The point I'm trying to make here is I've been busy. The good news is that any free time I've had has been writing my stories out. Usually on paper. So I've made some progress. Its just that I haven't actually written them down on my computer until now.

Now as for the actual chapter, this puppy will probably be the longest chapter yet. Thats not necessarily a bad thing. Its like that because up until this point the most characters in a scene has been three: The cafeteria scene with Ron, Kim, and Monique. This one will have a lot more.

Though I will give you all a word of warning. At the end of this chapter, like Ron, you will be disappointed.

Just two more things to add here before I get to work. I am looking for a beta and second I'm looking for a writing partner. You'd think I wouldn't need to ask for both but as it turns out those two are mutually exclusive.

Honey Pot- Chapter 4

The road ahead

It was a beautiful Colorado early summer night. The sky was clear with no clouds. The air was calm. The only thing anyone could see in the sky were the stars. All was right in the fair Midwestern City known as Middleton. All except in one little suburb that housed the legendary town hero known as Kim Possible.

Inside of the inside of the beautiful modern home the Possible clan was in the kitchen sitting at the dinner table. The famously restless twins were at the right using their spoons to sword fight each other. The NASA rocket scientist James Possible was sitting at the head of the table reading his news paper. The famous teen hero was sitting across from her brothers doing what she could to avoid the flying mash potatoes that were flying everywhere thanks to her brothers. Next to her was none other than her life long best friend turned millionaire who was crouching down with only the upper part of his head above the table to avoid the flying spuds.

Soon enough the matriarch of the Possible clan and resident brain surgeon Anne Possible pulls out the family dinner from the oven. Turning around and walking to her family Anne sees her sons sword fighting each other and the mess they are making. Setting down the trey on the table she orders. "Boys stop that. You're spreading potatoes everywhere." Anne pulled the lid off of the dish revealing the meal to her family. "Now who wants brainloaf?"

"Cool!" Both Jim and Tim cheered as their mother cuts them both a slice.

Staring at the steaming plate on the table Kim can't help but shake her head in disgust. Almost an entire childhood of eating her mothers' food and she still can't help but be grossed out by the sight how she likes to shape the meals she makes. "Seriously Mom, how do you do that?"

"Yeah, I'd like to know that too. It'd make a great meal for a Halloween themed menu." Ron stated as Anne cut him a slice.

"I'm sorry Ron, but its a Possible family secret recipe."

"Yeah, I get it. The Stoppables have a few of our own." Ron answers as he takes a bite of the oddly shaped meatloaf.

"Yeah, like mixing a taco with some cheesy nachos." Kim jokes as her mother cuts her a slice.

"Laugh all you want Kim. That taco and cheesy nachos got me millions." Ron defends as he takes another bite.

"H-hey speaking of which Ronald, you haven't been over to the house in a while." James asks as he rubs the back of his neck.

"Yeah, sorry about that. When I first got the money I went a little overboard."

"No kidding." Kim jokes.

Ron shrugs. "Then the house started getting renovated and my parents are gone for the month. So I couldn't leave the house at night in case someone tried to break in." Ron takes a sip from his cup. "The only reason I'm over here now is because the security system is finally installed and set up."

"Drakken kidnapped Ron and used a good chunk of his money." Kim explains.

"Yeah, pretty much." Ron nods.

Anne takes a seat across from her husband with her own plate. "Well we missed you Ron. Glad your safe and sound."

"I'm more than that. I got most of my money back before Drakken could use too much of it." Ron happily declared. "I got about half of what I started."

"H-half?" James stammered.

"Yup. But I was lucky I got back what I did. The money isn't insured." Ron explains.

"That was lucky. But I wouldn't worry about it Ron. You always have those royalty checks to fall back on." Anne said as she took another bite of her brainloaf.

"Yeah, about that. It wasn't ever explained to me. For all I know that first check was a one time thing." Ron regretfully informs.

"W-what are you going to do Ronald. Would you like for me or your father to talk to Bueno Nacho?" James stammered.

"Actually I already set up an appointment with their legal department in two weeks." Ron informed. "Yeah, my… uh dad is taking me to go hire a lawyer tomorrow to work on our defense in case BN tries to take my royalties or rights to the naco."

"Ron, do you really need to do that? Even if it is only half of what you started out with it still seems like plenty." Anne asked.

"Well I might not need all of it, or even most of it. I just want some kind of percentage. Its my idea and my money."

"Fair enough."

"I'd say good for you Ronald." James nods. "Fighting for whats yours. Though I'd try to get a good or even a high percentage when you go to negotiate."

Everyone at the table turns and gives James a look for a moment. Wanting to move past the awkwardness Ron rubs the back of his head. "I'll try to do that Mr. Dr. P."

"Wait, hold on Ron. Didn't you say before that your parents were gone for the month but just now you said that your dad was taking you to hire a lawyer tomorrow?" Kim asked.

"Huh? O-oh yeah… about that. M-my dad is coming back from his vacay with mom just for the lawyer thing for a few days before hopping back on the next flight." Ron explains as he nervously scratches his face.

Catching Ron's near famous tell-tale signs of lying Kim raised her eye brow at her life long best friend. "Uh-huh, okay."

"Kim, it is for a lot of money. It is kinda called for. At least for a few days." Ron defends.

"That does make sense kimmy-cub. I'm sure by I and your mom would come back from our second honey moon if it was for almost 50 million dollars." James insisted.

Kim herself looks over at her mother who only continued to take another bite of her brainloaf as she nodded to her daughter. Satisfied Kim shrugged. "I guess."

Before anymore could be said Ron felt his phone vibrate in his right pocket. Taking it out Ron checked the caller ID. "Hold on guys I have to answer this.- Hello?- Huh, oh yeah I'm… No I don't think I do…Really? Uh, okay. Do you think they're ope-... Okay that works. I'll meet you there." Ron declared as she hung up his phone and put it back into his pocket. Ron then got out of his chair and started heading toward the door. "Thanks for the dinner guys but my dad just called. We just realize that I don't have any suits and apparently that's a thing."

"Oh it was no problem Ron. It was nice having you arou-"

"And it was always good to have you in our home." James said interrupting his wife. "If you ever need anything just know that you are always welcome here and we'll be there for you."

As like before everyone at the table gives James a weird look. Soon enough the awkwardness becomes too much so to try and break the mood Ron nervously coughs. "H-hey… thanks Mr. Dr. P. I'll- I'll uh keep that in mind."

Ron quickly fast walks his way to the door. The moment they hear the door slam shut the rest of the family go back to giving the patriarch of the Possible family weird and funny looks. It got so bad that James readjusted his tie as he asked. "What?"

"Honey?" Anne asked.

"What? I'm just letting the boy we've known for years know that if he ever needs any help he knows we're here for him. That's all." James defends.

"Dad?" Kim asked accusingly.

"And… maybe after Ronald secures his millions we hint that he could, oh I don't know… donate to a certain government space exploration agency that's had its budget slashed a few years ago."

"Dad!"

"James!"

"Its really bad. We had out budget cut to under half. That was before inflation!" James defends.

"Dad."

"Kimmie, I'll handle this." Anne said as she patted her daughter on her shoulder.

"I-"

"James this is neither the place nor the time. We'll talk about it later." Anne said interrupting her husband as she took a sip from her cup.

Of course James knew what that meant. Every time in his 20 year marriage that he heard that line it always ended with him sleeping on the couch. James sighs as he takes another bite of the brainloaf, trying to remember where he last saw the sleeping bag.

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Standing on a podium Ron looked around he was in. There were pants, shirts, coats, vests and jackets hanging everywhere while he stood in nice but worn black dress pants in front of three mirrors. In front of him was none other than the office's owner examining him from the crotch down with measuring tape.

Looking at the center mirror Ron could see Bonnie sitting behind him in a the only chair in the room texting her phone. Looking closer he could see that Bonnie was wearing her near trademark purple top and skirt. While it didn't show much skin the shirt didn't leave much to the imagination. The skirt was short but Bonnie had her legs shifted to the side too much for him to see anything. None the less he enjoyed the view.

At that moment the tailor's hand got too close to Ron's crotch for comfort and he coughed from the surprise. "Easy buddy."

The tailor looks up at Ron with a look of dull annoyance before rolling his eyes and going back to measuring. Ron gives an awkward chuckle before turning back to Bonnie. "Are you sure about this guy?"

Without look up from her phone Bonnie shrugs. "The Rockwallers have been coming to him for years. He knows what he's doing."

"Hey speaking of do your parents know about this?"

"Why would they? He's not our exclusive tailor."

"Well you did bring me here to him."

"Ron, just stop. You're not the first person from school I've brought to see him. So relax."

"Alright." Ron shrugged as he looked back down at the tailor. But Ron quickly grew board so he turned back to Bonnie as he asked. "How did you know I didn't have any suits?"

"Honestly, I figured you didn't but to make sure I went over to your house." Bonnie explained. "You weren't there so I went up to your room and checked your closet. After that I called you and you know the rest."

"What?!" Ron asked as he snapped toward Bonnie. While doing so pulling away from the tailor.

The tailor looks at Ron for a moment before rolling up his measuring tape and standing up. Seeing this Bonnie asks. "Everything alright?"

"No! No its no-"

"So wasn't talking to you." Bonnie interrupted.

Ron is astonished by Bonnie's words as he turns to his side and sees the tailor roll his eyes as he slides the measuring tape into his pocket. The tailor turns back to Bonnie as he says. "With a bit of difficulty I have the measurements and I am done."

"Good to hear." Bonnie nods.

"It will be some time but it will be ready soon. In the mean time I have an acceptable replacement."

"That will have to do. He'll take it." Bonnie ordered.

"Very good ma'am." The tailor nodded as he walked out of the room.

After he left Bonnie turned back to her future meal ticket. "Ron, what is your problem?"

"Oh, I don't know? Maybe its the fact that you went in my house and through my stuff when I wasn't home!" Ron shouted.

"I thought you were there when I went to your house." Bonnie defended. "The lights were on and the door was open."

"How did you even get into my house? I had a new security system installed."

"Ron the door was left open."

"I'm gonna have to talk to the security company tomorrow."

"Did you even turn it on?" Bonnie asked.

"Uhhhhh…"

"Ahhhh!" Bonnie groaned. "How haven't you lost all your money yet?! Ron you have to be more careful and before you say anything I mean doing small stuff. Like locking the front door."

"I'm sorry!" Ron rolled his eyes. "Its my bad. But please no more speeches about how I screw up. I get enough of that from Barkin… and Kim lately."

"Whatever," Bonnie scoffed. "… but where were you anyway?"

"I was at the Possibles. I do that a lot." Ron explained. "Maybe not as much as before I got the money but I've been busy."

"Yeah, whatever." Bonnie shook her head. "But do any of them know about-" Bonnie gestured between herself and Ron.

Ron shakes his head. "No."

Bonnie stares at Ron for a moment before raising her left eyebrow. "Does Kim know?"

"No." Ron shook his head again.

"I know she doesn't but I just wanted to hear you confirm it." Bonnie explained.

"Hate to point out the obvious Bonnie but there were a few signs that Kim didn't know.1. Kim is still talking to me. 2. You're not beaten up."

"You really think she'd do that?"

"Honestly I'm not sure what Kim would do. Nothing like this has happened before." Ron explained. "At least that I know about."

"Since Kim is Ms. Perfect probably not." Bonnie scoffed. "But I have to ask why you haven't told her. I thought you told each other everything since your practically attached."

"We don't tell each other everything." Ron laughed.

"Like what?"

"Well usually its stuff that we don't care for. Like for me its chick flicks, her obsession with club banana. Stuff like that. For Kim I don't tell her about pro wrestling an-"

"Yeah, okay. I get it." Bonnie groaned. "But you still tell each other important stuff right?"

"Yeah." Ron nodded.

"So why haven't you told Kim about what we're doing or what we've done?"

"Well remember the whole Kim not talking to me and beating you up thing." Ron explains. "Honestly I don't want to ruin my friendship with her. And I'm pretty sure going in to business with her worst enemy at school and sleeping with said enemy would do it."

"Jesus Ron, you make me sound like one of those super villains you and Kim fight. Like that green girl in the cat suit."

"Shego."

"Whatever." Bonnie shrugged. "You know eventually the secret will get out and Kim will find out. I mean the business thing. As for us sleeping together I'm going to try and keep that secret but knowing Ms. Perfect she'll know eventually."

"We'll just cross that bridge when we come to it."

"You really wanna just close your eyes, cover your ears, and hum?" Bonnie asked.

"It has saved my life before." Ron shrugged.

"Well that's not how I do things. I'll come up with something for when Ms. Perfect finds out." Bonnie declared as got out of the chair and stood up. At that moment the tailor came back in the room with a freshly made dark gray suit neatly folded in his hand. Seeing this Bonnie walked over to the tailor and grabbed the suit. "Thanks, add it onto the bill."

"Very good ma'am."

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Back across town in the Stoppable house Bonnie was sitting on Ron's water bed shifting through her phone as she tried to ignore how tacky Ron's room was. As she did Ron was in his private bathroom. "Is this really necessary?"

"You're meeting with the lawyer tomorrow could mean the beginning of getting your business off the ground and securing a steady pay check of millions. So yeah. Its necessary." Bonnie sighed. "You should at least look good and act like you care."

"What do you mean 'like I actually care'?"

"I mean you showing up in your usual torn jersey and stained blue jeans into a meeting not just looks bad but it gives off the impression that you don't care and have no real plan. Making it look like its a complete waste of everyone's time."

"...Okay I gotta say I never thought of it like that." Ron admitted. "Guess we can chalk it up to never actually doing anything like this."

"Well you better get used to it because if the cafeteria food patent thing actually works you're going to be in meetings." Bonnie explains.

"Yeah, I guess."

"What do you mean you 'guess'?"

"Its all of this- the naco royalties, the patents project, all of it. Its just… I don't know too much." Ron explains. "I thought that after I got my money back I would get to relax and enjoy myself. At least for a little bit."

Bonnie sighs as she gets off the bed and walks to the private bathroom door. "Ron I know its a bit much but you're already a millionaire. You do what you want."

"Then why doesn't it feel like it?"

"Ugghhh," Bonnie groaned as she shoved the door open. "because i'm tel-" Bonnie stops when she sees that Ron accidentally tangled his fingers into his tie. "What did you do?"

"Uhhh, I ah got into a bit of a tie snafu." Ron laughed as he tried to pulls his fingers free.

Bonnie rolled her eyes as she walked up t him and started untangling her future meal ticket. "You're not doing what you want because I'm making sure that you don't. Before you say anything its because your a fuck up." Bonnie explains as she frees Ron's hands. "Exhibit A."

"Okay, harsh. But I-"

"Ron, just stop. If you were left to do what you wanted you would have lost all of your money in a week. And oh wow that actually happened. What a coinkydink." Bonnie said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But by some miracle you only managed to lose just over half. I'm here making sure that you not only keep whats left but regain what you lost." Bonnie explained as she wrapped the tie around Ron's neck and under his shirt collar before she started tying it up again. Correctly this time.

"Bonnie, Drakken took my money. A good chunk of it. You don't know I would have lost it that quick."

"Oh I think I do. For a fact." Bonnie declared. "Let me list off just a few of the stupid stuff you bought: there's that 'posse' who were glorified yes-men. A limo to drive you to school- public school every day. Oh and lets not forget the gold plated indoor hot tub!"

"Yeah, I might have gone a little overboard." Ron chuckled. "But that's just my essential Ronness."

"Well can you do that without hemorrhaging money?" Bonnie asked as she finished up with his tie. Though she did end her sentence but giving one last extra tug to make sure the tie was nice and tight around his neck.

Catching the obvious hostility in Bonnie's tone Ron looks down at her for a moment. "Bonnie, I know we've been over this before but you never really answered me. You didn't have a problem with my spending when I first got it. Why the change"

"That's because I knew you were and still are a fuck up." Bonnie bluntly pointed out. "I expected you to lose it all. Which did happen BTW. But when you got that second chance tossed back into your lap I knew I had to pounce on it. Pounce on you. But I'm not like Kim. I'm not your BFF enabler." Bonnie declared as she grabbed the comb off the sink counter before she starts combing Ron's hair. "So when I tell you to do or not to do something its for a reason and you will do it." Bonnie said as she turns Ron to the mirror.

When she did Ron could see how great he looked in the black suit, white shirt and red tie. All with his hair neatly combed. Honestly the new millionaire couldn't help but smile.

"There, that looks like a businessman."

"I-I do look good."

"Yes, yes you do." Bonnie nodded.

"Well is there any chance this future businessman is going to have some fun with his financial security adviser tonight?"

"And wrinkle the suit?" Bonnie scoffed as she walked back into Ron's room and toward her stuff next to his bed.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to watch TV on your huge plasma screen."

"But-"

"Stay in that suit for an hour to break it in but don't take it off without telling me." Bonnie ordered as she made her way to the door.

"We can do it after I take off the suit?"

"Yeah," Bonnie scoffed. "Fucking a guy I don't trust to dress himself right. Very sexy."

"Hey!"

"Ron, whether you like it or not you have a meeting tomorrow. I need you focused."

"Sex is a good way to keep me focused." Ron pleaded.

"Think of it as a reward." Bonnie said as she walked past Ron and out of the room. "If the meeting goes well, and there's no reason it shouldn't we'll wreck your bed after its over."

"B-b-b-but..." Ron stopped as Bonnie was already down the stairs. "You got to be kidding me." Ron groaned. Ron lowered his head in disappointment. After a moment of sulking Ron looked around his room before finding his pet naked mole rat in his cage. Walking over Ron could see that Rufus was running in his wheel. "How you doing buddy?"

Rufus gave no response as he continued to run. Ron raised his eye brow in confusion before remarking. "You're in the zone. I get it."

At that moment Rufus jumped out of his wheel and hopped right over to his water bottle and started drinking.

"Thirsty huh. Maybe you'd like something to eat that with?" Ron asked as he grabbed the box of cheese cubes sitting on his dresser and taking out a piece of dairy goodness. Ron opened the cage and dropped in the orange cube. Rufus goes to the cube and sniffs it but instead of swallowing it whole like his near famous for doing Rufus gives a tiny shriek of fear before hopping out of the cage and running out of sight. Seeing this Ron scratches his head in confusion. "What the hell?"

Feeling lonely and not knowing what else to do Ron pulls out his phone and calls his most used number. "Hey Kim. You want to do anything? Does Wade have a mission ready or somethi- You're at the moll with Monique? Why ar- since when does she need help with a date?… Oh I thought they broke up… okay. Yeah, that works… No, its cool. I'll see you later."

Ron sat on his bed as she tossed his phone to he didn't care where. Ron sighed as he took a look around his room one more time. The gold and diamond wallpaper. The large flat screen. The brand new computer and gaming system set up along side his own privet fridge. It was a far cry to the late 80's buggy computer his dad let him keep after he got a new one. As he had that last thought he heard through his open door the laughter of Bonnie Rockwaller as she watched some sort of show on his new plasma screen down stairs. After grabbing his new tie Ron looked at the empty cage sitting on his dresser and the single orange cube inside of it Ron asked. "What happened to my life?"

Ron's thought was instantly interrupted by another shriek of terror from down stares. From his years of fighting super villains Ron's honed reflexes kicked in and Ron jumped to his feet. But the adrenaline running through his veins was quickly cut short when he heard Bonnie's second order. "Ron! Call back your pet rat."

Ron instantly groaned as he rubbed his face. But before I could do anything his newly bought and expensive pants fell to his ankles revealing his red and blue poka doted boxers. "Perfect."