(Kim Possible is not mine, not until I make my move to take over the Disney
Corporation. But until then, here's the disclaimer)
Family Injustice
Chapter 2
Wasteland Memories
Ron had just finished his last class of the first day of the new school year; his American History class. Kim was off doing some extra curricular she snagged before lunch so there was no one to talk to while he was putting his books away in his locker. No big surprised there, Kim always seems to spread herself everywhere even before the school starts yet she somehow can do all of them, be a teen hero, and get great grades without messing herself up. Meanwhile, here's Ron, mediocre student, the only thing extra he does is be the Middleton Mad Dog, and bumbling sidekick to KP and he's no where as perfect as Kim. All this negative thinking was getting Ron a little down until he slammed his locker closed and saw Zita was standing right there behind it. "Hey Ron," she said cheerfully with her regular half-smile smirk.
Ron gave an awkward smile not seeing her there earlier. "Hey Zita, how are you?" he asked. Zita looked beautiful to Ron, wearing a red, long sleeve shirt which exposed her mid-drift and a black skirt.
Zita puts her hands on Ron's shoulder and kissed him sweetly on the lips. "So far so good, what about you Ron?" she asked a now blushing Ron.
Ron finally got over his initial flustered state to put his hands on her waist and kissed her back the same way. "I'm great now that you're here." Being with Zita on a more-than-friends basis has given Ron a new sense of confidence. Before he was too nervous to put his hand on Zita's in a dark move theater and now he kisses her passionately without any second thought on who might see. "I'm glad I got to see you today before I left Zita."
Zita quickly frowned. "Another mission, already? But I wanted to go out to dinner with you today Ron," she said, giving a puppy dog look almost just as effective as Kim's.
Ron tried not to look directly at it, knowing he would cave to anything she would say. "No Zita, no, it's not a mission, not at all, I'm just going to visit an old friend of mine," he said honestly. "Trust me; I'll be back before sundown."
Rita stepped back from his hands, crossed her arms and shot him a questioning look. "Alright Stoppable, I'm going to hold you to that. If you're not ready by sundown for our dinner, you can forget about doing any meal with me for a long time."
Ron put one hand up in the air and one over his chest. "I promise you Zita, I'll be back just in time for dinner. And Ron Stoppable does not break his promise." Zita gave him a quick kiss before she left, Ron's eyes fixated on her as she walked away. Ron was so focused at stating at the swaying of Zita's skirt and the motion of her bare calves that it took a quick slap from a certain furless rodent to direct his attention to his beeping watch. Ron shook his head and looked at the watch but all the display panel would give him is a flashing message in red reading, 'Incoming Message.' Seeing as Kim had neglected to give Ron a crash course on his new Kimmunicator watch, he pressed a random button on the side and hoped for the best. Luckily he hit the right button on the first try and Wade's face appeared on the screen. "Hey Wade, I can see you in my watch!"
Wade shook his head lightly. "I can see you too Ron," he replied. "And I can hear you just fine, no need to shout."
Ron shrunk back a tad. "Sorry Wade, but I'm digging the whole watch thingy Kim gave me."
"Actually, I gave it to Kim as a prototype to replace the Kimmunicator she has now. You know, less bulk and easier to find. But this works out nicely too, seeing as your going solo on some trip to stop a probably killer."
Ron quickly searched his person feeling a little upset. "Hey, did you wire my clothes for sound or something?" he whined.
Wade couldn't help but laugh. "Relax Ron, Kim told me what happened today though I'm having trouble swallowing the whole janitor is a shape shifter part. So you really think Drago Adian is only looking for Shego just to kill her?"
Ron looked back at the screen with something he rarely shows; a serious face. "His name is Adrian now and. well I don't know Wade. He seems like a reasonable guy the last time I saw him but that shape shifter can read minds, I saw it myself, it copied Kim perfectly by reading hers so maybe he did see those images in Adrian's head."
"And those seemingly random images make you think he might be looking for his sister, a sister he hasn't seen in 10 years, just to kill her."
"They're so not random; it could've been raining when that girl had blood on her hands."
"Sounds like over dramatization to me but I guess you'll be the one to find out for sure. I set up a ride for you waiting outside in the front of the school. Judging from my last GPS (Global Positioning Satellite) readings, your friend should be just north of Sedona Arizona now."
Meanwhile, on a road north of Sedona Arizona, a black and red speed bike rocketed over the sizzling black pavement surrounded by miles of desert and very few signs of life. The hot, dry wind of the desert didn't bother Adrian much through his helmet and a jumpsuit he bought in Sedona. He found it strange at first but he just had to spend the last of his petty cash on this piece of cow hide and synthetic material as if some hand of fate told him to get it. It was too bad too because just a few miles away from the next town, his bike ran out of gas and slowly rolled to a stop in the middle of nowhere. Adrian pulled his black bike helmet from his head and looked at the road ahead seeing tiny shapes that are the buildings of the next town. ". My, my, doesn't this suck ass," he sighed to himself. He began to push the bike down the road by the handlebars, the desert heat, which did not bother him before while riding on his bike, was starting to make him sweat profusely inside his rubber-like suit. It was hours before he passed a billboard welcoming him to the town, he didn't bother to read the sign seeing as his eyes were starting to blur out due to walking in the desert without covering his eyes. "No cash, no gas in the bike, and I'm sweating like a pig, this can't possibly get any worse."
"Look out below!" cried out a voice from above. Before Adrian could look up, something fell hard on him, knocking him down to the ground along with his bike. "Sorry," said the voice.
Adrian growled and stood up, he swung his arms wildly realizing he was draped around what must've been the parachute the mysterious voice drifted down on. Once free of the yellow cloth, he angrily looked for whoever dropped in on him. "That's it buddy, you are the icing on a very shitty cake! Now I'm going to kick your ass all the way to Phoenix!"
Ron quickly freed himself of the parachute as well and waved his hands wildly in defense. "Whoa, stop, no, it's me, Ron from Middleton!" he cried out.
Adrian quickly dropped his guard and smiled. "Ron, Ron Stoppable? It is you; you're wearing the same damn black shirt and cargo pants I left you in Middleton in! Oh man, you're the last person I expected to see in the Arizona desert," he said before giving him a quick man hug.
Ron questionably hugged back so Adrian would back away. "Yeah, funny thing that, I wanted to land in that town over there but I sort of messed up on my way down and ended up landing on you, sorry. I wanted to see. how you were. do- what are you wearing?" Ron asked, actually noticing his jumpsuit for the first time.
The jumpsuit worn by Adrian had to have been more than coincidental. It looked like a simplified version of Shego's own jumpsuit except in black and red instead of black and green. Even the gloves were opposite colors of the corresponding sleeves; the same style as Shego's suit. "Do you like it? I know it seems like a waste of money to buy it in this kind of heat but something just made me buy it and now I'm stuck here in the desert with no gas."
Ron decided it was best not to tell him that just yet until he finds out the truth about Adrian's search for Shego. "Hey, let's go find someplace cooler to talk before. you know, we both pass out from heat stroke."
It didn't take long before they were able to push in Adrian's bike into a truck stop station. While an attendant filled the speedster with gas, the two teens sat in a booth inside the dinner of the truck stop and ordered a lunch. "Hey, Ron man, I promise to pay you back for this whole thing, I promise," Adrian said from his seat. "All I need is a quick job that pays upfront cash after a days work."
Ron shook his head. "No, no, you see, this is a special occasion. One; I'm traveling out of state without Kim having to supervise me or super villains to worry about or people I might. accidentally tick off. And two; you're my buddy, there's no debts between buddies," he said. It wasn't long before their order came; cheeseburger, fries with a melted cheese dip and a large soda for Ron and Rufus to split and spicy chicken wings with lemonade for Adrian, all served by a middle aged woman with big, proofed up red hair and a pink smock. Ron freed Rufus from the pocket he was safely nestled in the entire time and he quickly began dipping fries in the cheese before wolfing them down while Ron just bit into his burger feeling cold feet. After Adrian dug into his first wing, Ron took a deep breath and decided that now was the time to ask. "Hey Adrian, can I ask you something?"
Adrian washed his wing down with a swig of lemonade and looked Ron straight in the eye. "What is it Ron?" he asked.
Ron scratched the back of his head. "It's a silly question really," he said before taking a big bite of his burger so he could talk slower.
Adrian held a wing up in both his hand near his mouth. "No such thing as a silly question, just shoot," he said, then biting down on the spicy chicken goodness.
Ron swallowed back his mouthful with a gulp of cola before bending the straw to Rufus' level. "Ok, here it goes, serious question. why are you really looking for your sister."
Adrian kept eating like it wasn't much of a question. "You're a good friend Ron, and I won't lie to you. If you want the straight answer, that's what I'll give you."
"Good, I already have a feeling I know your answer," Ron said. He then continued eating thinking Adrian's answer could not possibly be a malicious one from the way he was talking just a moment ago.
"I'm looking for my sister Shego to kill her."
Ron coughed harshly, almost choking on his burger until it slipped right down his throat, the ordeal leaving him out of breath. Rufus patted Ron's back to calm him down. When Ron recovered, he started at Adrian with disbelief. "You want to kill your-!"
Adrian quickly covered his mouth. "Ron, hello, public place, can you not scream out bloody murder. Find your center, man."
Adrian then uncovered Ron's mouth and sat back. "But. but why?" Ron asked, still stunned.
Adrian gave a heavy sigh and pushed his wings aside; telling this story always drained him emotionally. "It happened 10 years ago, it was the last day I saw my sister or to be more accurate, it was the last night. To make you understand how twisted and wrong this is all seems from my point; you have to know that Shego and I were born from different mothers but the same father. Being first born she was the pride of my father but never held a grudge against her, she was the chosen one, it was fate."
Ron waved his hand for him to slow down. "Whoa, what do you mean chosen one?"
"Oh, sorry, you see in my village there's a temple which guards the remains of ancient dragon. My family has a long history of being temple guardians by embodying something called the Dragon Spirit, represented by a green aura. Mine is red, she was green, and so she was chosen to be the next temple guardian. Actually, she would've been the first female to become temple guardian."
Ron stopped him again. "If green means the Dragon Spirit, what's red mean?"
Adrian looked stumped. "I don't know. it never came up before me. Oh well, anyway, she was chosen, dad was proud, and it's night time. Now, here's where it gets weird. and very traumatic I might add. I had just woken out of bed to get some water when I saw it happen. My dad and Shego were outside. about 50 feet away, they were arguing in the rain. My dad had always been strict with Shego's training regiment to master her aura abilities but they never argued before. I couldn't tell what they were arguing about but at one point she tried to walk away from the house but he grabbed her by the wrist. Then."
Ron was already captivated; he would never imagine that so far this is the origin of Shego. "Then what, come on man, no one like's a cliff hanger."
Adrian took a deep breath. "She shot her hand energy into his face, blinding him. He stumbled back holding his eyes. But. she wasn't finished. In her rage, her hands were glowing this venomous green. they were always green but I could tell this time there was hated in those hands. She. plunged. her hand into his chest. I. I know it went in. because after he fell to the ground. she dropped something to the ground. something she pulled out of him." Ron looked sick but Adrian's eyes were blank and distant. "I was so scared, stumbled back with a crash and she heard me. She. walked to me, when she was close to the house I could see blood. blood all over her hand and some on the other. blood on her sleeping dress, even her face. I crawled back, I was terrified, her face had no emotion. She kept walking to me, I kept inching back till I hit a wall. She was standing right over me. I thought she was going to kill me for seeing her kill father."
Ron had recovered from his initial sickness and was on the edge of his seat. Even Rufus was on his tip-claws in anticipation. "Come on man, what's with you and these cliffhangers?" asked Ron frantically.
"Then she smiled. patted my hair with her bloody hand and said. that we were free." Ron looked lost on that last part. "Exactly, I didn't get it either. But ever since that day, my life had been dedicated to only one goal. To return honor to the Adian family name and kill that bitch!"
"Ok, that's two goals man. And don't you think that's a little harsh?"
Adrian pounded his fist on the table, the dishes resting on it quickly quaked in place and the air around his hand began to ripple. "What she did was harsh, this is justice!"
Ron got serious. "You're justice is no justice at all; it's just vengeance. No one deserves to be killed."
This made Adrian stand from his seat. "This lunch is over; I'll pay you back when I can."
When Adrian tried to make his way out, Ron got out his seat and tried to stop it. Before he reached him, the waitress with the big hair stopped him short. "Where are you going without paying?" she asked angrily.
Ron tried to get by. "Please ma'am, this is a matter of life and death!" he cried out.
He could not over power the waitress who was way passed her prime. "It will be if you don't pay me!"
Ron continued to get by until he saw Adrian ride off through the window. Ron just gave up and sighed in defeat. "So how much do I owe you?"
Family Injustice
Chapter 2
Wasteland Memories
Ron had just finished his last class of the first day of the new school year; his American History class. Kim was off doing some extra curricular she snagged before lunch so there was no one to talk to while he was putting his books away in his locker. No big surprised there, Kim always seems to spread herself everywhere even before the school starts yet she somehow can do all of them, be a teen hero, and get great grades without messing herself up. Meanwhile, here's Ron, mediocre student, the only thing extra he does is be the Middleton Mad Dog, and bumbling sidekick to KP and he's no where as perfect as Kim. All this negative thinking was getting Ron a little down until he slammed his locker closed and saw Zita was standing right there behind it. "Hey Ron," she said cheerfully with her regular half-smile smirk.
Ron gave an awkward smile not seeing her there earlier. "Hey Zita, how are you?" he asked. Zita looked beautiful to Ron, wearing a red, long sleeve shirt which exposed her mid-drift and a black skirt.
Zita puts her hands on Ron's shoulder and kissed him sweetly on the lips. "So far so good, what about you Ron?" she asked a now blushing Ron.
Ron finally got over his initial flustered state to put his hands on her waist and kissed her back the same way. "I'm great now that you're here." Being with Zita on a more-than-friends basis has given Ron a new sense of confidence. Before he was too nervous to put his hand on Zita's in a dark move theater and now he kisses her passionately without any second thought on who might see. "I'm glad I got to see you today before I left Zita."
Zita quickly frowned. "Another mission, already? But I wanted to go out to dinner with you today Ron," she said, giving a puppy dog look almost just as effective as Kim's.
Ron tried not to look directly at it, knowing he would cave to anything she would say. "No Zita, no, it's not a mission, not at all, I'm just going to visit an old friend of mine," he said honestly. "Trust me; I'll be back before sundown."
Rita stepped back from his hands, crossed her arms and shot him a questioning look. "Alright Stoppable, I'm going to hold you to that. If you're not ready by sundown for our dinner, you can forget about doing any meal with me for a long time."
Ron put one hand up in the air and one over his chest. "I promise you Zita, I'll be back just in time for dinner. And Ron Stoppable does not break his promise." Zita gave him a quick kiss before she left, Ron's eyes fixated on her as she walked away. Ron was so focused at stating at the swaying of Zita's skirt and the motion of her bare calves that it took a quick slap from a certain furless rodent to direct his attention to his beeping watch. Ron shook his head and looked at the watch but all the display panel would give him is a flashing message in red reading, 'Incoming Message.' Seeing as Kim had neglected to give Ron a crash course on his new Kimmunicator watch, he pressed a random button on the side and hoped for the best. Luckily he hit the right button on the first try and Wade's face appeared on the screen. "Hey Wade, I can see you in my watch!"
Wade shook his head lightly. "I can see you too Ron," he replied. "And I can hear you just fine, no need to shout."
Ron shrunk back a tad. "Sorry Wade, but I'm digging the whole watch thingy Kim gave me."
"Actually, I gave it to Kim as a prototype to replace the Kimmunicator she has now. You know, less bulk and easier to find. But this works out nicely too, seeing as your going solo on some trip to stop a probably killer."
Ron quickly searched his person feeling a little upset. "Hey, did you wire my clothes for sound or something?" he whined.
Wade couldn't help but laugh. "Relax Ron, Kim told me what happened today though I'm having trouble swallowing the whole janitor is a shape shifter part. So you really think Drago Adian is only looking for Shego just to kill her?"
Ron looked back at the screen with something he rarely shows; a serious face. "His name is Adrian now and. well I don't know Wade. He seems like a reasonable guy the last time I saw him but that shape shifter can read minds, I saw it myself, it copied Kim perfectly by reading hers so maybe he did see those images in Adrian's head."
"And those seemingly random images make you think he might be looking for his sister, a sister he hasn't seen in 10 years, just to kill her."
"They're so not random; it could've been raining when that girl had blood on her hands."
"Sounds like over dramatization to me but I guess you'll be the one to find out for sure. I set up a ride for you waiting outside in the front of the school. Judging from my last GPS (Global Positioning Satellite) readings, your friend should be just north of Sedona Arizona now."
Meanwhile, on a road north of Sedona Arizona, a black and red speed bike rocketed over the sizzling black pavement surrounded by miles of desert and very few signs of life. The hot, dry wind of the desert didn't bother Adrian much through his helmet and a jumpsuit he bought in Sedona. He found it strange at first but he just had to spend the last of his petty cash on this piece of cow hide and synthetic material as if some hand of fate told him to get it. It was too bad too because just a few miles away from the next town, his bike ran out of gas and slowly rolled to a stop in the middle of nowhere. Adrian pulled his black bike helmet from his head and looked at the road ahead seeing tiny shapes that are the buildings of the next town. ". My, my, doesn't this suck ass," he sighed to himself. He began to push the bike down the road by the handlebars, the desert heat, which did not bother him before while riding on his bike, was starting to make him sweat profusely inside his rubber-like suit. It was hours before he passed a billboard welcoming him to the town, he didn't bother to read the sign seeing as his eyes were starting to blur out due to walking in the desert without covering his eyes. "No cash, no gas in the bike, and I'm sweating like a pig, this can't possibly get any worse."
"Look out below!" cried out a voice from above. Before Adrian could look up, something fell hard on him, knocking him down to the ground along with his bike. "Sorry," said the voice.
Adrian growled and stood up, he swung his arms wildly realizing he was draped around what must've been the parachute the mysterious voice drifted down on. Once free of the yellow cloth, he angrily looked for whoever dropped in on him. "That's it buddy, you are the icing on a very shitty cake! Now I'm going to kick your ass all the way to Phoenix!"
Ron quickly freed himself of the parachute as well and waved his hands wildly in defense. "Whoa, stop, no, it's me, Ron from Middleton!" he cried out.
Adrian quickly dropped his guard and smiled. "Ron, Ron Stoppable? It is you; you're wearing the same damn black shirt and cargo pants I left you in Middleton in! Oh man, you're the last person I expected to see in the Arizona desert," he said before giving him a quick man hug.
Ron questionably hugged back so Adrian would back away. "Yeah, funny thing that, I wanted to land in that town over there but I sort of messed up on my way down and ended up landing on you, sorry. I wanted to see. how you were. do- what are you wearing?" Ron asked, actually noticing his jumpsuit for the first time.
The jumpsuit worn by Adrian had to have been more than coincidental. It looked like a simplified version of Shego's own jumpsuit except in black and red instead of black and green. Even the gloves were opposite colors of the corresponding sleeves; the same style as Shego's suit. "Do you like it? I know it seems like a waste of money to buy it in this kind of heat but something just made me buy it and now I'm stuck here in the desert with no gas."
Ron decided it was best not to tell him that just yet until he finds out the truth about Adrian's search for Shego. "Hey, let's go find someplace cooler to talk before. you know, we both pass out from heat stroke."
It didn't take long before they were able to push in Adrian's bike into a truck stop station. While an attendant filled the speedster with gas, the two teens sat in a booth inside the dinner of the truck stop and ordered a lunch. "Hey, Ron man, I promise to pay you back for this whole thing, I promise," Adrian said from his seat. "All I need is a quick job that pays upfront cash after a days work."
Ron shook his head. "No, no, you see, this is a special occasion. One; I'm traveling out of state without Kim having to supervise me or super villains to worry about or people I might. accidentally tick off. And two; you're my buddy, there's no debts between buddies," he said. It wasn't long before their order came; cheeseburger, fries with a melted cheese dip and a large soda for Ron and Rufus to split and spicy chicken wings with lemonade for Adrian, all served by a middle aged woman with big, proofed up red hair and a pink smock. Ron freed Rufus from the pocket he was safely nestled in the entire time and he quickly began dipping fries in the cheese before wolfing them down while Ron just bit into his burger feeling cold feet. After Adrian dug into his first wing, Ron took a deep breath and decided that now was the time to ask. "Hey Adrian, can I ask you something?"
Adrian washed his wing down with a swig of lemonade and looked Ron straight in the eye. "What is it Ron?" he asked.
Ron scratched the back of his head. "It's a silly question really," he said before taking a big bite of his burger so he could talk slower.
Adrian held a wing up in both his hand near his mouth. "No such thing as a silly question, just shoot," he said, then biting down on the spicy chicken goodness.
Ron swallowed back his mouthful with a gulp of cola before bending the straw to Rufus' level. "Ok, here it goes, serious question. why are you really looking for your sister."
Adrian kept eating like it wasn't much of a question. "You're a good friend Ron, and I won't lie to you. If you want the straight answer, that's what I'll give you."
"Good, I already have a feeling I know your answer," Ron said. He then continued eating thinking Adrian's answer could not possibly be a malicious one from the way he was talking just a moment ago.
"I'm looking for my sister Shego to kill her."
Ron coughed harshly, almost choking on his burger until it slipped right down his throat, the ordeal leaving him out of breath. Rufus patted Ron's back to calm him down. When Ron recovered, he started at Adrian with disbelief. "You want to kill your-!"
Adrian quickly covered his mouth. "Ron, hello, public place, can you not scream out bloody murder. Find your center, man."
Adrian then uncovered Ron's mouth and sat back. "But. but why?" Ron asked, still stunned.
Adrian gave a heavy sigh and pushed his wings aside; telling this story always drained him emotionally. "It happened 10 years ago, it was the last day I saw my sister or to be more accurate, it was the last night. To make you understand how twisted and wrong this is all seems from my point; you have to know that Shego and I were born from different mothers but the same father. Being first born she was the pride of my father but never held a grudge against her, she was the chosen one, it was fate."
Ron waved his hand for him to slow down. "Whoa, what do you mean chosen one?"
"Oh, sorry, you see in my village there's a temple which guards the remains of ancient dragon. My family has a long history of being temple guardians by embodying something called the Dragon Spirit, represented by a green aura. Mine is red, she was green, and so she was chosen to be the next temple guardian. Actually, she would've been the first female to become temple guardian."
Ron stopped him again. "If green means the Dragon Spirit, what's red mean?"
Adrian looked stumped. "I don't know. it never came up before me. Oh well, anyway, she was chosen, dad was proud, and it's night time. Now, here's where it gets weird. and very traumatic I might add. I had just woken out of bed to get some water when I saw it happen. My dad and Shego were outside. about 50 feet away, they were arguing in the rain. My dad had always been strict with Shego's training regiment to master her aura abilities but they never argued before. I couldn't tell what they were arguing about but at one point she tried to walk away from the house but he grabbed her by the wrist. Then."
Ron was already captivated; he would never imagine that so far this is the origin of Shego. "Then what, come on man, no one like's a cliff hanger."
Adrian took a deep breath. "She shot her hand energy into his face, blinding him. He stumbled back holding his eyes. But. she wasn't finished. In her rage, her hands were glowing this venomous green. they were always green but I could tell this time there was hated in those hands. She. plunged. her hand into his chest. I. I know it went in. because after he fell to the ground. she dropped something to the ground. something she pulled out of him." Ron looked sick but Adrian's eyes were blank and distant. "I was so scared, stumbled back with a crash and she heard me. She. walked to me, when she was close to the house I could see blood. blood all over her hand and some on the other. blood on her sleeping dress, even her face. I crawled back, I was terrified, her face had no emotion. She kept walking to me, I kept inching back till I hit a wall. She was standing right over me. I thought she was going to kill me for seeing her kill father."
Ron had recovered from his initial sickness and was on the edge of his seat. Even Rufus was on his tip-claws in anticipation. "Come on man, what's with you and these cliffhangers?" asked Ron frantically.
"Then she smiled. patted my hair with her bloody hand and said. that we were free." Ron looked lost on that last part. "Exactly, I didn't get it either. But ever since that day, my life had been dedicated to only one goal. To return honor to the Adian family name and kill that bitch!"
"Ok, that's two goals man. And don't you think that's a little harsh?"
Adrian pounded his fist on the table, the dishes resting on it quickly quaked in place and the air around his hand began to ripple. "What she did was harsh, this is justice!"
Ron got serious. "You're justice is no justice at all; it's just vengeance. No one deserves to be killed."
This made Adrian stand from his seat. "This lunch is over; I'll pay you back when I can."
When Adrian tried to make his way out, Ron got out his seat and tried to stop it. Before he reached him, the waitress with the big hair stopped him short. "Where are you going without paying?" she asked angrily.
Ron tried to get by. "Please ma'am, this is a matter of life and death!" he cried out.
He could not over power the waitress who was way passed her prime. "It will be if you don't pay me!"
Ron continued to get by until he saw Adrian ride off through the window. Ron just gave up and sighed in defeat. "So how much do I owe you?"