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Kim Possible is a registered trademark of Disney Inc. I have no rights to any of the characters. And they have no rights to me.
Providence
A Kim Possible Story
By falfurrian
Chapter 2
At Monarch & Seamstress Ron pulled a dress off the hanger and held it up. "Kim, what do you think about this one?" It was a gorgeous hunter green dress with subtle appointments.
"Oh, I like that! Is it in my size?"
"Of course, my lady!" Ron said with a low bow and sweep of his hand. Ron never showed Kim a dress if they did not have her size. No since getting excited over something you can't have.
"Hang on to that one. I'll try it on with the others."
Ron looked at the dresses in his friend's arms, "Kim, I don't think that red dress is going to look right on you. The collar is too high. You need something that will show your neck."
"You think?"
"Yea...pretty sure. Plus if you're going to ware a necklace, you want it to lie on your skin."
"Well, I'll try it on ... just to see." Kim was surprised! Ron really seemed to know what he was talking about. He appeared focused today. Too bad he couldn't put that same attention into his schoolwork.
They had been looking for about half an hour with some success. Ron had noticed Tara and Mary shopping in the same area. But both had dates for the dance, so no use asking them. Besides, he was having a good time with Kim at the moment. Five dresses had been found to Kim's liking. Two were Ron's idea. He liked the green one just discovered but was not sure about the other. Ron thought 'You never know with women's cloths until you put them on.' Then he laughed imaging himself wearing one of the dresses.
"What so funny?" "Oh, nothing. Just thinking of me in a dress." "Ron," Kim said "your right. That's not funny." Kim got a number from the dressing room attendant and went to change. Tara and Mary entered the changing area at the same time with their selections. Tara appeared to be shopping for the dance like Kim, but Mary was just everyday shopping.
"Ron?!" Kim called. "Can you get me a size smaller in this dress? This one seems to be made funny." Kim held up the dress high enough to be seen over wooden slat door. Ron could see the dress clearly from his vantage point outside the dressing area.
"You got it, KP!" Ron ran to the rack to get a size smaller. On the way, a dress caught his attention. "Ooohh, nice!" It was simple, sleek and black. 'And Kim's size.' He grabbed the new dress and along with the dress he went to find and headed back.
Ron looked around when he returned to the dressing area. The attendant was out in the store hanging cloths. "Kim, I got your dress." Ron announced. "Great! Bring it over here would you please?"
"Err ... OK. Can I be in here? This is the ladies dressing room?" "It's OK. No peeking though." Ron walked up to the dressing room door where Kim was changing.
"Look at this dress I found! I think this one is the best so far!" Ron held it up to himself and leaned back. "I don't think it's your color" Tara said from behind a dressing room door. She giggled and Ron quickly stood up straight. Kim looked over the door at the dress. It looked really simple, maybe a bit too simple for a formal.
"Ron, I don't know about that one."
"Trust me Kim, this one is the bomb!" Ron leaned in close to the door while keeping his eyes downcast and spoke in a lower voice, "If you were your hair up and wear a nice necklace, you will be the most beautiful woman at the dance." He looked up when finished speaking with a far off look in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips.
"You OK?" Kim asked. "Yea ... sure, just lost in thought." He said aloud before he realized. "What thought was that?" Kim asked, curious what her friend might be thinking.
"So, should I hand these over the door?" Ron asked changing the subject. 'He must have been thinking something very personal. I'll have to get it out of him later,' Kim told herself. "Here, take this one back. You were right; the high collar did nothing for me." Kim opened the door to hand him the red dress. Ron quickly covered his eyes and stuck out his arm. Kim put the red dress over his arm and took the other two.
"Thank you!" She said closing the door.
"Have you tried on the green one yet?" Ron asked. "It's next."
A couple of minutes later Kim appeared in the green dress. It was beyond pretty and accented her gorgeous auburn hair nicely. "This one is a finalist! You have a good eye Ron. Keep up the good work!" Tara came out of the dressing room in a dress that did nothing for her. She looked at Kim with unmasked envy but said, "That really looks good on you. Did Ron pick that out?" "He sure did," Kim answered proudly, smiling at Ron.
"Ron, can you find me a dress?" Kim was suddenly perturbed with Tara. She did not like the idea of her friend helping someone else find a dress. "I don't know Tara. Picking a dress is kind-a, well, personal," Ron answered. "Oh, pleeeeaaassse," she begged. Kim was really feeling agitated. 'Why am I like this? If Ron wants to help Tara I shouldn't be ... jealous?'
'No way I'm helping Tara find a dress' Ron thought. It was personal. Kim was looking very hard at Tara. He was getting some ugly glances himself. An idea came to him. "Well, let me see... Blond hair, blue eyes, cream skin... I think I saw something that might work for you," he said, quickly heading out of the dressing room. Tara looked at Kim and smiled. "Ron is so sweet."
Kim was about to let her know just how she felt when Ron reappeared. He was holding a bright pink dress meant for a rotund 8 year old. Kim turned away to hide her smile. Tara looked at the dress and then at the goofy boy holding it. "Very funny Ron Stoppable! You think I'm FAT! Is that it?" Ron had accidentally hit a nerve. In his zeal to return quickly, Ron had grabbed the first obnoxious dress he found, not thinking about the size. Tara was furious. She stomped back into the changing room and slammed the door so hard it knockout out a couple of wooden slats.
Kim looked at Ron standing there with the pink dress and a very satisfied expression. "You are sooo bad!" Kim whispered to him before walking back into the changing room. Tara turned her back to the door and started changing. After a minute the changing room got very quiet. Tara turned slightly to ease her concern about the silence and noticed the missing door slats. Then she saw Ron looking through the door at her very exposed bottom.
Ron had never seen a thong on a real person before. He was mesmerized. 'How could that be comfortable? That thin strap. All that lovely skin. How amazing! Oh no, I'm going to get caught! Too late!' Tara screamed, "PERVERT" loud enough for the entire floor to hear. She was obviously still quite mad about the dress size thing and this just put her over the edge. Ron looked up to see a furious blond shooting daggers from her eyes. He smiled sheepishly and ran out of the dressing room like he had seen a ghost.
Kim saw the whole thing from across the walkway. 'Serves him right for looking like that!' she thought. Kim knew Tara was wearing a thong. She always did.
Ron ran smack into the dressing room attendant knocking her on her backside. "I'm so sorry ma'am! Please let me help you up." Ron helped the woman to her feet noticing the attendant name was Janet. "Did some of the slats fall off the door?" Janet asked. "Yea, how'd you know?" Ron replied looking over his shoulder not sure what to expect next. "The door slamming and someone yelling give me a clue. But I think the 'pervert' part zeroed me in on the situation." She touched Ron's arm lightly saying, "Some of the newer underwear is rather revealing." She smiled at Ron who instantly turn bight red. "Just wait out here until the blond leaves. Then you can go help your girlfriend."
"Kim's not my girlfriend; she's my best friend." Janet looked at Ron with a smile, "Well, you're lucky to be in love with your best friend. Most of us have to have a best friend and a lover. You just wait over here." The woman cut him off before he could explain any further. She disappeared into the dressing area to see if everyone was alright.
'In love with my best friend?' Rufas had been asleep for most of the morning but was rudely awakened by the scream and collision. "Ha little buddy!" Ron gave his naked friend a gentle high five. "Do you think I am in love with Kim?" Ron looked away thoughtfully not seeing his little friend nodding vigorously.
Ron watched as Tara and Mary left. "...nerve of him! They should not allow boys in a ladies dressing room. I have never...." the ranting trailed off as the two walked towards the exit into the mall. Ron quietly walked back to the changing area and peered around the open doorway. Only Janet was visible. She smiled when Ron appeared and motioned for him to enter. Kim was back in the changing booth getting into the next dress.
"Hey, KP" Ron said quietly, keeping his eyes high. Kim thought about scolding him but decided he had been punished enough. Besides, if it had been Ron changing she probably would have looked also. Wait, Ron? She meant someone else, like Josh or Brad or ... never mind. Besides she had seen Ron's underwear more times than she could count. Thinking about the last time he lost his pants Kim began to smile. "Glade you're back."
"So, you, uh, liked the green one?" Ron asked.
"Yea. I'll have them hold it." Ron felt relieved knowing he was not going to have to explain himself.
"What dress are you putting on now?"
"The black one. I'll need your help zipping this one up. It's a snug fit." At that Kim opened the door with her back to Ron. The dress was looking just as Ron imagined. He stepped close to Kim, zipping up the dress. Euphoria filled him causing his head to swim slightly. 'Wow that was unexpected!' "Be sure to secure the top," Ron heard from a distance. Kim was standing very still while Ron stepped a little to the side and closer to see if their has a thread loop above the zipper. The warm glow continued. Filling every part of his body.
Kim was enjoying Ron's closeness. He was so gentle, and a little awkward, at the same time. Kim was really comforted having Ron's help.
"Found it ... And there! Got it!" Ron pulled the smooth hook through the thread loop. "Thanks" Kim said turning to find Ron had not moved. He was gazing at her with those soft brown eyes that had brightened her life so many times; peering into her heart. Kim put her hands on Ron's chest to keep from falling. Ron blinked. Eyes focusing.
"Um, you better back up there Ron. I want to see how this looks." Ron began to move slowly and then more quickly. "It feels great" Kim said running her hands down the sides of the black dress. They walked over to the full-length mirror. Ron had not taken his eyes off of Kim. Ron finally spoke with a small crackle in his voice "You look absolutely wonderful Kim!"
"That dress was made for you girl!" The attendant spoke. "It shows off your figure nicely."
Kim had to agree. She turned side to side watching how the dress fell perfectly every time. The neck was just low enough to show a touch of cleavage. It hugged the rest of her figure nicely as well.
Ron stared openly at the most beautiful young woman he had ever seen. Kim spun around in front of the mirror enjoying the effect she was having on Ron. She had seen him stare at pretty girls before and knew he liked what he was seeing. Kim felt very attractive in this dress. Maybe even a bit ... sexy. Maybe a bit too attractive for Josh. But if not Josh, then who? Other than Ron of course. That's a funny thought. Woa! All this needed sorting. But not right now. After shopping.
Ron's composure returning, he began looking at Kim with an eye toward fashion. "All this dress needs in a light gold necklace. Oh, Oh, and some of those dangly earrings."
"Where did you find this man?" Janet said from her station at the entrance. "He doesn't dress the part himself, but he knows how to dress a woman. We sell jewelry on the first floor. I'm sure they could fix you up nicely."
Ron thought what it would be like if he took Kim to the dance. 'It'd be so great! I'd surprise her with a nice necklace to match the dress. Along with a rose corsage...' But that was not going to happen. 'Reality time Ron! KP is your best friend. She is way out of your league as anything more than a friend.' Kim was going with Josh. And she didn't think about him that way.
"Kim, do you think we could get something to eat after we're done here?"
"Sure Ron. You feeling OK?" She asked touching his arm lightly. He had been so giving this morning. So attentive. She wanted to do something nice for him. Plus he suddenly looked kind of sad. Kim knew his thoughts had shifted to the dance and then to the fact he had no one to take. "Don't worry Ron. You'll find someone to take to the dance."
'How does she do that?' Ron thought to himself. 'Girls must be psychic.'
"If I were 10 years younger, I'd go with you to this dance or any other place you wanted," Janet stated matter-of-factly. Ron looked embarrassed but his spirits picked up at the unexpected complement.
"So, are you going to try on these other two dresses?" Ron asked Kim.
"No, they don't compare to this one or the green one. So, if you will be so kind as to unhook me, I'll change back to your basic average girl." Ron unhooked the loop and unzipped the dress half way. Kim held the front of the dress to make sure it would not fall as she headed back into the changing room.
Two minutes later Kim was back in her own clothes. She spoke with Janet about holding the dresses.
"We can only keep them 4 hours."
"That will be fine," Kim told the attendant and give the woman her name. "You take care not to loose your friend there. Not many like him around."
Ron had stepped outside the changing area to wait for Kim. 'I know Kim thinks I'm important. But she's my best friend. Why can't other people see me like her?'
Kim appeared out of the dressing room and put her arm around his shoulder. "Thanks for your help Ron. You are full of surprises!" Her touch and kind words were just what Ron needed. "Are we still headed for snackage?" Ron asked with renewed energy. "You bet. My treat. The first round anyway."
The food court was almost mostly empty. It was still early at the mall. Each ate a danish and watched the other shoppers. They did not notice the solitary figure watching them from across the mall.
Kim Possible is a registered trademark of Disney Inc. I have no rights to any of the characters. And they have no rights to me.
Providence
A Kim Possible Story
By falfurrian
Chapter 2
At Monarch & Seamstress Ron pulled a dress off the hanger and held it up. "Kim, what do you think about this one?" It was a gorgeous hunter green dress with subtle appointments.
"Oh, I like that! Is it in my size?"
"Of course, my lady!" Ron said with a low bow and sweep of his hand. Ron never showed Kim a dress if they did not have her size. No since getting excited over something you can't have.
"Hang on to that one. I'll try it on with the others."
Ron looked at the dresses in his friend's arms, "Kim, I don't think that red dress is going to look right on you. The collar is too high. You need something that will show your neck."
"You think?"
"Yea...pretty sure. Plus if you're going to ware a necklace, you want it to lie on your skin."
"Well, I'll try it on ... just to see." Kim was surprised! Ron really seemed to know what he was talking about. He appeared focused today. Too bad he couldn't put that same attention into his schoolwork.
They had been looking for about half an hour with some success. Ron had noticed Tara and Mary shopping in the same area. But both had dates for the dance, so no use asking them. Besides, he was having a good time with Kim at the moment. Five dresses had been found to Kim's liking. Two were Ron's idea. He liked the green one just discovered but was not sure about the other. Ron thought 'You never know with women's cloths until you put them on.' Then he laughed imaging himself wearing one of the dresses.
"What so funny?" "Oh, nothing. Just thinking of me in a dress." "Ron," Kim said "your right. That's not funny." Kim got a number from the dressing room attendant and went to change. Tara and Mary entered the changing area at the same time with their selections. Tara appeared to be shopping for the dance like Kim, but Mary was just everyday shopping.
"Ron?!" Kim called. "Can you get me a size smaller in this dress? This one seems to be made funny." Kim held up the dress high enough to be seen over wooden slat door. Ron could see the dress clearly from his vantage point outside the dressing area.
"You got it, KP!" Ron ran to the rack to get a size smaller. On the way, a dress caught his attention. "Ooohh, nice!" It was simple, sleek and black. 'And Kim's size.' He grabbed the new dress and along with the dress he went to find and headed back.
Ron looked around when he returned to the dressing area. The attendant was out in the store hanging cloths. "Kim, I got your dress." Ron announced. "Great! Bring it over here would you please?"
"Err ... OK. Can I be in here? This is the ladies dressing room?" "It's OK. No peeking though." Ron walked up to the dressing room door where Kim was changing.
"Look at this dress I found! I think this one is the best so far!" Ron held it up to himself and leaned back. "I don't think it's your color" Tara said from behind a dressing room door. She giggled and Ron quickly stood up straight. Kim looked over the door at the dress. It looked really simple, maybe a bit too simple for a formal.
"Ron, I don't know about that one."
"Trust me Kim, this one is the bomb!" Ron leaned in close to the door while keeping his eyes downcast and spoke in a lower voice, "If you were your hair up and wear a nice necklace, you will be the most beautiful woman at the dance." He looked up when finished speaking with a far off look in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips.
"You OK?" Kim asked. "Yea ... sure, just lost in thought." He said aloud before he realized. "What thought was that?" Kim asked, curious what her friend might be thinking.
"So, should I hand these over the door?" Ron asked changing the subject. 'He must have been thinking something very personal. I'll have to get it out of him later,' Kim told herself. "Here, take this one back. You were right; the high collar did nothing for me." Kim opened the door to hand him the red dress. Ron quickly covered his eyes and stuck out his arm. Kim put the red dress over his arm and took the other two.
"Thank you!" She said closing the door.
"Have you tried on the green one yet?" Ron asked. "It's next."
A couple of minutes later Kim appeared in the green dress. It was beyond pretty and accented her gorgeous auburn hair nicely. "This one is a finalist! You have a good eye Ron. Keep up the good work!" Tara came out of the dressing room in a dress that did nothing for her. She looked at Kim with unmasked envy but said, "That really looks good on you. Did Ron pick that out?" "He sure did," Kim answered proudly, smiling at Ron.
"Ron, can you find me a dress?" Kim was suddenly perturbed with Tara. She did not like the idea of her friend helping someone else find a dress. "I don't know Tara. Picking a dress is kind-a, well, personal," Ron answered. "Oh, pleeeeaaassse," she begged. Kim was really feeling agitated. 'Why am I like this? If Ron wants to help Tara I shouldn't be ... jealous?'
'No way I'm helping Tara find a dress' Ron thought. It was personal. Kim was looking very hard at Tara. He was getting some ugly glances himself. An idea came to him. "Well, let me see... Blond hair, blue eyes, cream skin... I think I saw something that might work for you," he said, quickly heading out of the dressing room. Tara looked at Kim and smiled. "Ron is so sweet."
Kim was about to let her know just how she felt when Ron reappeared. He was holding a bright pink dress meant for a rotund 8 year old. Kim turned away to hide her smile. Tara looked at the dress and then at the goofy boy holding it. "Very funny Ron Stoppable! You think I'm FAT! Is that it?" Ron had accidentally hit a nerve. In his zeal to return quickly, Ron had grabbed the first obnoxious dress he found, not thinking about the size. Tara was furious. She stomped back into the changing room and slammed the door so hard it knockout out a couple of wooden slats.
Kim looked at Ron standing there with the pink dress and a very satisfied expression. "You are sooo bad!" Kim whispered to him before walking back into the changing room. Tara turned her back to the door and started changing. After a minute the changing room got very quiet. Tara turned slightly to ease her concern about the silence and noticed the missing door slats. Then she saw Ron looking through the door at her very exposed bottom.
Ron had never seen a thong on a real person before. He was mesmerized. 'How could that be comfortable? That thin strap. All that lovely skin. How amazing! Oh no, I'm going to get caught! Too late!' Tara screamed, "PERVERT" loud enough for the entire floor to hear. She was obviously still quite mad about the dress size thing and this just put her over the edge. Ron looked up to see a furious blond shooting daggers from her eyes. He smiled sheepishly and ran out of the dressing room like he had seen a ghost.
Kim saw the whole thing from across the walkway. 'Serves him right for looking like that!' she thought. Kim knew Tara was wearing a thong. She always did.
Ron ran smack into the dressing room attendant knocking her on her backside. "I'm so sorry ma'am! Please let me help you up." Ron helped the woman to her feet noticing the attendant name was Janet. "Did some of the slats fall off the door?" Janet asked. "Yea, how'd you know?" Ron replied looking over his shoulder not sure what to expect next. "The door slamming and someone yelling give me a clue. But I think the 'pervert' part zeroed me in on the situation." She touched Ron's arm lightly saying, "Some of the newer underwear is rather revealing." She smiled at Ron who instantly turn bight red. "Just wait out here until the blond leaves. Then you can go help your girlfriend."
"Kim's not my girlfriend; she's my best friend." Janet looked at Ron with a smile, "Well, you're lucky to be in love with your best friend. Most of us have to have a best friend and a lover. You just wait over here." The woman cut him off before he could explain any further. She disappeared into the dressing area to see if everyone was alright.
'In love with my best friend?' Rufas had been asleep for most of the morning but was rudely awakened by the scream and collision. "Ha little buddy!" Ron gave his naked friend a gentle high five. "Do you think I am in love with Kim?" Ron looked away thoughtfully not seeing his little friend nodding vigorously.
Ron watched as Tara and Mary left. "...nerve of him! They should not allow boys in a ladies dressing room. I have never...." the ranting trailed off as the two walked towards the exit into the mall. Ron quietly walked back to the changing area and peered around the open doorway. Only Janet was visible. She smiled when Ron appeared and motioned for him to enter. Kim was back in the changing booth getting into the next dress.
"Hey, KP" Ron said quietly, keeping his eyes high. Kim thought about scolding him but decided he had been punished enough. Besides, if it had been Ron changing she probably would have looked also. Wait, Ron? She meant someone else, like Josh or Brad or ... never mind. Besides she had seen Ron's underwear more times than she could count. Thinking about the last time he lost his pants Kim began to smile. "Glade you're back."
"So, you, uh, liked the green one?" Ron asked.
"Yea. I'll have them hold it." Ron felt relieved knowing he was not going to have to explain himself.
"What dress are you putting on now?"
"The black one. I'll need your help zipping this one up. It's a snug fit." At that Kim opened the door with her back to Ron. The dress was looking just as Ron imagined. He stepped close to Kim, zipping up the dress. Euphoria filled him causing his head to swim slightly. 'Wow that was unexpected!' "Be sure to secure the top," Ron heard from a distance. Kim was standing very still while Ron stepped a little to the side and closer to see if their has a thread loop above the zipper. The warm glow continued. Filling every part of his body.
Kim was enjoying Ron's closeness. He was so gentle, and a little awkward, at the same time. Kim was really comforted having Ron's help.
"Found it ... And there! Got it!" Ron pulled the smooth hook through the thread loop. "Thanks" Kim said turning to find Ron had not moved. He was gazing at her with those soft brown eyes that had brightened her life so many times; peering into her heart. Kim put her hands on Ron's chest to keep from falling. Ron blinked. Eyes focusing.
"Um, you better back up there Ron. I want to see how this looks." Ron began to move slowly and then more quickly. "It feels great" Kim said running her hands down the sides of the black dress. They walked over to the full-length mirror. Ron had not taken his eyes off of Kim. Ron finally spoke with a small crackle in his voice "You look absolutely wonderful Kim!"
"That dress was made for you girl!" The attendant spoke. "It shows off your figure nicely."
Kim had to agree. She turned side to side watching how the dress fell perfectly every time. The neck was just low enough to show a touch of cleavage. It hugged the rest of her figure nicely as well.
Ron stared openly at the most beautiful young woman he had ever seen. Kim spun around in front of the mirror enjoying the effect she was having on Ron. She had seen him stare at pretty girls before and knew he liked what he was seeing. Kim felt very attractive in this dress. Maybe even a bit ... sexy. Maybe a bit too attractive for Josh. But if not Josh, then who? Other than Ron of course. That's a funny thought. Woa! All this needed sorting. But not right now. After shopping.
Ron's composure returning, he began looking at Kim with an eye toward fashion. "All this dress needs in a light gold necklace. Oh, Oh, and some of those dangly earrings."
"Where did you find this man?" Janet said from her station at the entrance. "He doesn't dress the part himself, but he knows how to dress a woman. We sell jewelry on the first floor. I'm sure they could fix you up nicely."
Ron thought what it would be like if he took Kim to the dance. 'It'd be so great! I'd surprise her with a nice necklace to match the dress. Along with a rose corsage...' But that was not going to happen. 'Reality time Ron! KP is your best friend. She is way out of your league as anything more than a friend.' Kim was going with Josh. And she didn't think about him that way.
"Kim, do you think we could get something to eat after we're done here?"
"Sure Ron. You feeling OK?" She asked touching his arm lightly. He had been so giving this morning. So attentive. She wanted to do something nice for him. Plus he suddenly looked kind of sad. Kim knew his thoughts had shifted to the dance and then to the fact he had no one to take. "Don't worry Ron. You'll find someone to take to the dance."
'How does she do that?' Ron thought to himself. 'Girls must be psychic.'
"If I were 10 years younger, I'd go with you to this dance or any other place you wanted," Janet stated matter-of-factly. Ron looked embarrassed but his spirits picked up at the unexpected complement.
"So, are you going to try on these other two dresses?" Ron asked Kim.
"No, they don't compare to this one or the green one. So, if you will be so kind as to unhook me, I'll change back to your basic average girl." Ron unhooked the loop and unzipped the dress half way. Kim held the front of the dress to make sure it would not fall as she headed back into the changing room.
Two minutes later Kim was back in her own clothes. She spoke with Janet about holding the dresses.
"We can only keep them 4 hours."
"That will be fine," Kim told the attendant and give the woman her name. "You take care not to loose your friend there. Not many like him around."
Ron had stepped outside the changing area to wait for Kim. 'I know Kim thinks I'm important. But she's my best friend. Why can't other people see me like her?'
Kim appeared out of the dressing room and put her arm around his shoulder. "Thanks for your help Ron. You are full of surprises!" Her touch and kind words were just what Ron needed. "Are we still headed for snackage?" Ron asked with renewed energy. "You bet. My treat. The first round anyway."
The food court was almost mostly empty. It was still early at the mall. Each ate a danish and watched the other shoppers. They did not notice the solitary figure watching them from across the mall.