A/N: Well, I figure getting part of this up now is better than having to read 10,000 words. Everyone would be annoyed. Besides, this way, I don't overwhelm everyone with long chapters. I guess that's the only thing I have to say. So let's see what Ron-san plans to do upon returning home.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, just the OCs.
Ron Stoppable's eyes shot open as he looked around in amazement at his old room. Somehow, Ron Stoppable had done the unthinkable. He had traveled back in time. But how? The last thing Ron remembered was fighting Kim the Yono and then Andrew jumped in the middle of the fight. If Ron had traveled back in time, had Andrew traveled back in time too?
The Monkey Master glanced at the alarm clock on his dresser. 6:30 a.m. Immediately to the right of his dresser was the lovable naked mole-rat, Rufus. Ron smiled. Rufus was someone Ron was looking forward to being with again.
Speaking of Rufus, seeing Rufus also meant Ron would see Kim. Kim the Yono. Now Ron remembered why he traveled back in time: to stop Kim from becoming the Yono. Of course, in order to stop Kim the Yono, that meant Ron had to prevent himself from entering a relationship with Kim.
Kim wasn't the only thing he needed to fix. There was also Yamanuchi, Global Justice, the chip in the back of his neck, high school, and his muscle mass if his flabby stomach was any indication. Oh, and Zorpox, although Zorpox was going to be fun. After all, embracing his bad side in high school would be bon-diggity awesome.
Getting out of bed, Ron opened his closet and his eyes narrowed at all the red shirts he owned. Perhaps he should skip school and go to the mall. Over the years, Ron grew tired of his normal wear and expanded. Part of the reason was that he had to attend professional business meetings with his wife, Kim. It also didn't hurt that Ron thought he looked badical dressed up.
Noticing the time, Ron threw on his usual wear, grabbed Rufus, headed down the stairs, and arrived at the Possible's house in next to no time. His eyes spotted a familiar vehicle with lightning stripes across the middle of the paint job. The wheel on the right side of the car indicated that the car came from a European country, but Ron wasn't sure what country it was. He thought about where he might have seen the car as he let himself into the Possible's house and stopped at the sight in front of the kitchen.
"Oh, heck no," Ron said.
Around the kitchen table was She-Devil and Monsieur Stu-peh. That wasn't the Monsieur's name – it was Francois – but this was the only time Ron was going to meet him if he could help it.
"There you are, Ron," She-Devil commented. "It's time for a haircut. This is…"
Ron zoned out Kim's voice until Kim yelled, "Are you even listening, Ron?"
Ron nodded. "Yeah. Me, Monsieur someone, haircut, best interest, blah blah blah."
"Good. Now sit down, Ronald. Let me have a look," Francois ordered.
Ron sat down in the kitchen table chair and waited while Francois walked around and examined Ron's hair. Ron could hear Francois tapping his chin in thought, as was Rufus who decided to take up a spot on the kitchen table alongside Kim.
"No. Even for Francois, it is too much!"
"Come on, Francois. You can do it!" Kim encouraged.
"You are right, Kim Possible. I must try," Monsieur Stu-peh relented. "My tools!"
While Monsieur Stu-peh gathered his tools, Ron Stoppable looked to Kim. "KP, you sure about this?" Just saying KP aloud made Ron want to wash out his mouth. Ron remembered how he used to call Kim KP all the time. Now, the name meant everything that was wrong in the future. Ron wasn't planning on revealing his future to Kim anytime soon.
Ron refrained from sighing as he listened to Monsieur explain how grateful he was for Kim's presence and for Kim to say, "No big." He sensed Mrs. Dr. P's presence and badly wanted to turn around and greet her, but Ron couldn't turn around. Besides, Ron would have plenty of time to talk with Mrs. Dr. P in private later. There was the matter of getting a job and possibly breaking off his friendship with Kim that Ron needed to address.
"Kimmie, why is Ron getting a haircut?"
"Because he ferociously needs one," Kim responded.
Mrs. Dr. Possible didn't seem convinced that Ron needed a haircut. Bless her heart.
"I know what's best for Ron, even if he doesn't."
Ron refrained from snorting. How very wrong she was. Kim didn't know what was best for Ron, not by a longshot.
"So, Ronald, your old barber, he was…um…somewhat 'vision impaired,' yes?"
"No, he could see shapes. Kind of," Ron replied. Ron didn't know it at the time, but because of his Mystical Monkey Power, Ron was able to remember every event of his past in detail, as well as recall what each person said.
"Oh, he's really taking a lot off," Mrs. Dr. Possible commented.
"He'll thank me," Kim said.
For the second time, Ron refrained from snorting. Thank Kim? Thank the girl that brought most of Upperton, Lowerton, and Middleton to dust? Nope. Not happening. At least, not in this lifetime.
After Stu-peh applied Le Goop to Ron's hair, Stu-peh showed Ron a mirror of what his hair looked like. Even though he knew what he would like, and even though he welcomed the change, a scream escaped Ron's lips.
Instead of locking himself in the closet as he did in the previous timeline, Ron Stoppable strolled the halls of Middleton High with his haircut out in the open. Everywhere he went, people stopped and stared. As Ron and Kim turned the corner, Ron suddenly stopped.
Directly in front of him were three seniors. Amelia, the sexiest of the three by far, had on a pink t-shirt that, like Kim, showed off her belly button. Her dark green eyes were a contrast to Kim's light green eyes, but both were beautiful. However, Ron wasn't too keen on the idea of hooking up with Amelia. Amelia ended up as a beautician, which was quite fitting given her natural high school beauty.
The girl right next to Amelia was Brittany, Amelia's best friend. Ron didn't know Brittany well enough, as he didn't talk with her in the previous timeline. With her dark skin and slim figure, Brittany reminded Ron of his friend, Monique, only Monique was much more beautiful. If Ron was to be honest, Monique was one of the most attractive girls at Middleton High, alongside Bonnie "The Bitch" Rockwaller and Tara.
Bonnie and Tara. Sigh. Today, Ron would meet Senior Senior Junior and Senior Senior Senior and introduce them to a life of villainy. Once on the path of villainy, Senior Senior Junior – SSJ for short – met and fell in love with Bonnie. Now Ron had the choice to lead the Seniors' down a path of villainy or a path of righteousness.
Ron first met SSJ when the Seniors' drained all the power in Europe. With such a catastrophic event occurring, it was bound to make the news. Instead of flying to Europe first thing after school, Ron could head to the mall and do some clothes shopping. However, something was telling him to stop at home first.
Lastly, the girl on the far right that stood as tall as Amelia was Crystal, no relation to the Crystal on the cheerleading squad, and she reminded Ron of a taller Tara.
'Tara? Really, Ron? Why are you comparing people to the most attractive cheerleaders to walk Middleton High? Jeez. These are going to be a long three years.'
"That is a very nice haircut," Amelia commented, then trailed off as she waited for a name.
"Ron," Ron supplied.
"That is a very nice haircut, Ron. So do you want to hang out with us during lunch?"
"I'm not interested."
Amelia dropped her smile for a second before she nodded. "Well, you know where to find me."
Ron looked elsewhere as the girls left. He knew that Amelia was swaying her hips saucily. Ron didn't care to see that. Besides, Amelia wasn't that pretty compared to Bonnie.
"Wow, Ron. I never knew you had it in you," Kim admitted.
Ron beamed as he sucked in his chest. "Well, the Ron-man is full of surprises. With me, anything can happen." As if on cue, a cowlick decided to pop itself upon Ron's head. "That cowlick is going to have to go," Ron said.
"Oh, it'll flatten out when your hair gets longer."
"If I had scissors I could cut it out, but you can't bring a weapon onto school grounds. Well, I'd best get to class."
Kim agreed and headed with Ron to their first-period math class.
The class was a total bore. Ron knew the material inside out so well that he knew he could probably sleep through the upcoming quiz and finish it in the last fifteen minutes of class. Of course, that would make everyone suspicious. They'd give him an F for cheating. Instead, Ron would stumble through problems he could easily answer. Ron didn't want to put in the effort just yet.
"And that's all the time we have for today. Next class, we will review what we learned and have a quiz the following day. Be sure to study." The teacher looked directly at Ron as she said that.
"No guarantees!" Ron cried. He saluted his math teacher and hurried out of the classroom. On his way to the bathroom, he knocked someone over.
"Hey, watch it…Ron?"
"Hey, Hope. Sorry. I didn't see you."
"You don't look like a total loser. Nice haircut."
Ron tried not to let a single compliment get to him, but he failed as red sprouted up against his cheeks. "Thanks!"
"Did you need something?" Hope inquired.
Ron opened his mouth but trailed off as he realized he didn't know if he wanted her friendship. In fact, Ron was not sure how to approach life at Middleton High. What would he do with regards to Bonnie? To Monique? To Tara? Eventually, Hope huffed at the lack of response and walked off. When Ron came to his senses, the bell had rung for the second period.
He was late.
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By some miracle, the teacher didn't give him detention. Bummer. Ron wanted detention so he could think about the various issues at hand, such as whom he should befriend in High School and what he wanted to change.
Since Ron wasn't on the cheer team as a mascot yet, he headed straight home, pulled out a big tub of cheese, and then Ron tossed the cheese into the corner. Rufus jumped after the cheese and snacked on it while Ron headed into the kitchen to grab something to eat.
After prepping a cheese sandwich, which Rufus tried to eat, Ron sat down to eat. Before he could take a bite, Ron noticed the phone light flashing. Wondering who had called while he was at school, Ron pressed the play button.
"One message, today at 10:53 a.m. It's me. Meet me at the Go Mall. End of message. To erase this message, press 1. To send a reply message, press-"
Ron ended the message before he looked to his plate. On his plate, Ron saw a full naked mole-rat where his sandwich had been. "Rufus! That was my snack!"
Rufus burped in response. Ron mumbled something before he grabbed the phone book and searched for the Go City Mall number. Once he found it, Ron grabbed the phone, stepped outside, and dialed.
"Hello, this is Go City's mall assistant, Kaci. How may I help you?"
"Hello, Kaci. This is Ron Stoppable from Middleton. I received a call from a friend saying to meet me at the mall. Is it possible for me to speak to him?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then, "We have an announcement speaker that we can use to call out his name. Then he could speak to you over this phone. Would that suffice?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"I need his name."
Ron grimaced. He should have known that the mall needed his friend's name. Of course, Ron could say Andrew Lipsky, but that would lead people to Dr. Drakken, and the last thing Ron wanted was for Dr. Drakken to know his son traveled back in time and want Andrew to work for him and Shego. Stoppable was out of the question as well. Even if he did manage to convince Kim and the Possible family that Andrew was his brother, the records would prove otherwise.
Knowing Kaci needed a name, Ron thought up of the last name on a fly. "His name is Andrew…Walters."
"I'm going to put you on hold while I get him."
"Okay." As Kaci put Ron on hold, Ron took a deep breath. There were still so many things to be done before he could introduce Andrew to Kim Possible and her family. First things first, Andrew needed an SSN and other documents. Wade was the best hacker he knew. Perhaps Ron should visit Wade.
"Hey, Ron," Andrew greeted on the other end of the phone. "What on earth is taking you so long? I've been here for hours!"
"I had school."
"Oh." Pause. "Yeah, I guess you did."
"Anyways, sorry about the last name. I know you're a Lipsky, but I didn't want anyone to recognize the last name and jump to Dr. Drakken. I just said the first name that came to mind."
"It's cool. I understand. So are you coming out?"
"I wish I could, but today is the day I meet the Seniors'. They suck out all the power in Europe. No doubt it will be on the news. KP and I – I mean Kim and I will likely head out there soon."
"What am I supposed to do in the meantime? I haven't had anything to eat since I got here this morning."
"I'm guessing you don't have any money."
"Nope. I thought about pickpocketing, but my dad is better than that."
Ron knew that wasn't true, but wasn't about to argue with him. The Mystical Monkey Master learned about Andrew's visit to Go Tower – it made sense to Ron, seeing as how Andrew held the Go glow – and that all of Go Tower's food was expired. Ron hummed as he thought of the situation his friend was in. Andrew had no money and was quite a ways away from Middleton. Kim was well-known by everyone just about everywhere, so it was possible the Go City knew Middleton's heroine. An idea popped up in Ron's mind. It was devious, cruel, and unorthodox, but sometimes one had to play dirty.
"Most of Go City knows Kim Possible. My recommendation is to start promising people Kim Possible's autograph or something in exchange for food, a ride to Middleton, and whatnot. I will be at the Middleton Mall in two days and will meet you there at six. Until then, start throwing her name around. People will react. I promise."
"Ron, you are a lifesaver. I will see you then."
"Anytime, dude. Anytime." Ron hung up and headed back inside to think. His decisions were that he could have dinner at the Possible's house and be there when the news showed or head to Bueno Nacho. If the Possible clan wasn't home, it wasn't the end of the world, as Ron could eat at Bueno Nacho. However, if the Possible's were home, then Ron could suffice without Bueno Nacho for a day. Ron loved the store so much; he contemplated buying it himself. That way, Drakken's Diablo plan wouldn't even start. Still, that was a long time away and something Ron could live without for now.
"Come on, Rufus! We're heading over to Mr. Dr. Possible's for dinner!"
The naked mole-rat chittered happily and attempted to stand up, only to collapse back on the plate. Ron Stoppable sighed as he picked up the heavy naked mole-rat and put him in his pocket. Rufus would eventually stop gorging himself every time he came across something cheese.
Sure enough, Jim and Tim, Kim, and Mr. Dr. Possible were home. Given the unpredictable schedules that the family shared, it was a wonder that the five of them ever managed to have dinner together. Mrs. Dr. Possible was a skilled brain surgeon; Mr. Dr. Possible was an absentminded rocket scientist who put in way too many hours; Kim was a world-saving cheerleader; Jim and Tim were soccer players and inventors.
"Hello, Ronald. Here for dinner?" Mr. Dr. Possible inquired as he entered the kitchen.
Ron sat down at the kitchen table and smiled at the patriarch. "Good afternoon, Mr. Dr. P. Indeed I am. Rufus ate my cheese sandwich."
"Of course he would. He eats anything cheese," Kim Possible stated as she entered the kitchen. "Hey, Ron. What's up?"
"If I deserve a shot at love, that means Bonnie deserves a shot at love too, right?"
"Ron, any girl would be lucky to have you. As for Bonnie, I pray she never finds anyone."
Ron nodded. Some things, such as Kim's attitude towards her rival, Bonnie, would never change. Ron stood up and went to set the table, only to stop abruptly. He could have sworn he sensed a ninja on the Possible's premise.
"Is everything -?" Mr. Dr. Possible started.
Ron held up one of his hands to silence the patriarch. Indeed, there was a ninja from Yamanuchi on Kim's premise. Had the ninjas been here from the very beginning? How long had the ninjas been spying on him? Were they watching Kim sleep? Were they watching him sleep? Did the ninjas plant bugs anywhere? Ron decided the Possible's didn't need to know about the ninjas just yet.
"Sorry," Ron apologized. "I thought I saw something in the trees. It was just a bird."
Note to self, Ron told himself, have Wade check for bugs. Ron went back to setting the table, only to stop a second time, this time from Jim and Tim calling everyone into the living room.
"This just in. There have been thousands of power outages across Europe. France, Switzerland, German, Great Britain, and Scotland are a few of many power outages across the European nation. It is unknown if the events are connected at the moment. Either way, it looks as if someone is trying to send Europe back to the Dark Ages. If you have information about—"
Kim brought up her Kimmunicator. On the screen, Kim and Ron saw the tech guru that hardly ever left his room drinking his usual soda. "Kim, I was just about to call you. There have been blackouts—"
"All across Europe. It's on the news," Kim said.
"I should have guessed. Anyways, I have triangulated where the energy source is and I can hook you up with a ride there," Wade offered. "Also, I received these weird energy readings earlier today. I have no idea what to make of them. I'll keep at it, however."
"Ron and I should probably head over there."
"Cool. Your plane leaves in ten minutes. I'll be in touch." With that, the Kimmuicator turned off.
"Be careful, Kimmie-cub," Mr. Dr. Possible advised. "Don't stay out too late."
Kim promised her dad she would stay out late, even though they both knew it was a joke, and she then stormed upstairs for her and Ron's mission clothes. Eight minutes later, Kim and Ron exited the house. A short time later, the plane arrived and our heroes were off.
An island in the middle of nowhere. So cliché, but effective. As the plane began its ascent into the sky, Ron began to run over every possible scenario as to how to handle the issue of meeting SSJ and Triple S.
He could a) Introduce them to a life of heroism so the earth was better prepared against the war against the Lorwardians. B) Ron could say nothing and let fate run its course. C) Get a tan with SSJ. As much as Ron wanted to marinate in the sun, Kim would have his head – not that there were any gadgets Kim could do that with.
"Wade, I'm not sure about this," Kim stated.
"Don't be such a baby, Kim. Wade probably already did this before," Ron said.
"Actually, Ron, this is my first time," Wade confessed.
Ron could feel Kim glaring at him. He apologized because that's what the old Ron would have done. The entire ride was spent in uncomfortable silence, each praying the plane did not crash. Upon arriving at eight degrees, one minute west, forty-six degrees north, Kim and Ron stepped out onto the island. Ron braced himself while Kim marveled at the sight.
Eventually, Kim snapped out of her trance and pulled out her grappling hook at the massive fence. Ron grabbed Kim's waist as Kim scaled the fence. Once on the fence, Ron recognized the robust, muscular form of Senior Senior Junior. While he might have been a total moron, Senior Senior Junior was the love of Bonnie's life. As much as Bonnie was a b-word, she still deserved love. Ron decided that he would d) follow the timeline and introduce SSJ and SSS to a world of villainy.
Jumping off the fence and nearly breaking his back, Ron shakily stood to his feet. He needed to train first. While he could follow the old timeline where he was a straight D student, Ron didn't want to do that. Instead, Ron decided he would aim to improve his grades. However, he had to be careful about it. Just improving the grades all at once would be suspicious.
"Uh, hello," Kim greeted.
Taking off his sunglasses, Junior looked at them and said, "Father, I see people. They must be new servants."
The doors whooshed and a Hispanic man with gray hair and pale blue eyes walked towards them with a cane in one hand. Ron knew the cane was for show. Heck, one doesn't go skiing on a private island with the use of a cane. SSS wore a burgundy suit with khakis and comfortable brown shoes.
"You have brought more light bulbs?" the older man inquired.
"I'm Kim Possible and this is Ron Stoppable," Kim greeted.
"Greetings. We have only just turned everything on. I am Senior Senior Senior and this is my son, Senior Senior Junior."
Taking off his sunglasses and pointing to Ron's haircut, Senior Senior Junior said, "Your haircut, it is very nice. But your clothes, they do not harmonize."
Ron explained to Junior that he hadn't had the chance to go to the mall just yet and assured SSJ that he would improve his clothing style the next time he went to the mall.
"I was just going to take a quick ski down my indoor mountain. Care to join me?" SSS inquired.
"No thank you."
"Some refreshments then? I have amazing juice. It comes in a box."
Kim decided that a juice box would be nice. Ron, even though he would have liked to ski, declined the offer of skiing on the pretense that he sucked at everything sports.
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Ron sipped his juice as he waited for Kim to finish her discussion about saving the environment. Truth be told, he didn't see the purpose in the environment, not when an alien invasion was going to happen in four years. Afterward, sure. Now, useless.
"You see, Junior, how awful it is to be poor? But what can I do?" SSS inquired.
"Well for starters, you can turn off that giant sunlamp," Kim advised.
"But if I am to be a pop sensation, I need a robust tan," SSJ said.
"Later," SSS said noncommittally. "Oh, I want to hear more about this low flow showerhead."
"There are a ton of things you can do to make your house more efficient," Kim said.
Ron finally had enough of this nonsense and told the Seniors' that it was not a house, but a lair. SSS thought lair was too sinister. Ron, however, pointed out that it was in the middle of an island that wasn't on any map.
"I value my privacy," SSS defended.
"You have doors that go whoosh!"
"I always wondered about the whoosh," SSJ said.
"Sir, ignore him," Kim advised, Ron's behavior starting to get to her.
"All I'm saying is that a guy could take over the world from a place like this. All you need is a communications jammer, a few missiles, throw in some traps, self-activating lasers...oh, and piranhas to eat the bad guys."
Ron continued to throw out his suggestions, even when Kim grabbed his hand and pulled him to the exit, but not before Ron mentioned including Spinning Tops of Doom and an underground boat for escape.
"I hope the one with the nice haircut finds better trousers," SSJ noted.
"Yes, but his ideas…" SSS paused. "I have so much money and free time. I could use… a hobby."
A/N: That is the end of part 1. I decided to include three parts for this episode, so two more chapters to go. Until then, review, fave, or follow and I'll do my best to get the next update out.
