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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 5
Ron got a ride from his mother to Randy Hemp's party. She was not really excited about giving him a ride to a party after his behavior this evening. Ron knew his outburst during prays and impatient attitude during dinner had not won him any points with his parents. But he was able to talk them into letting him go once he told them Kim was going also. His parents trusted the teenage girl completely. They had told him many times how much of a great influence she had on him. And it was true. Kim had taught him so much about what was and was not important in life. Unfortunately, he frequently learned these lessons after a particularly ugly fight with his best friend or after he got what he thought he wanted. But in all cases, Kim had been there for him when he needed her the most. Now it was his turn to be there for her.
As the vehicle pulled up close to Randy's house Ron yelled, "Stop here!" "What? Why do you want me to stop here son? Isn't that the house with the party just ahead?" "Please mom, just stop the car." Mrs. Stoppable steered over to the curb, slowing to a stop. "Now, tell me why I stopped here." Ron had to think fast. He couldn't tell his mother the truth. "It's not cool to have your parents drop you off. That's all. Can I walk from here?" "OK dear. I don't want to embarrass you. I didn't think that was actually possible. Are you sure everything is OK? You and Kim getting along alright?" 'Girls are psychic, I know it!' "Yes, mom. Everything between Kim and I is copasetic." Ron opened the door and stepped out. "Be home by 10:00 Ronald."
Ron was walking fast; he barley heard his mother's last sentence but waved to show his understanding. He continued to walk along the street until his mother was out of sight. Then he looked around to see if anyone was watching. The houses here were spaced far apart with lavish landscaping. This was a wealthy area of Middleton. He was two houses away from his destination. Convinced no one was paying him any heed, he quickly walked toward the back yards along the less kept area separating the houses. The first part of his plan was to sneak up along the back part of their property from a few houses down and get the lay of the land. Actually, this was the only part of this evening that was planned. Kim and he were always dealing with unknown situations. This felt quite normal. Well, almost. He was alone and having to do all the thinking.
Ron stayed low as he moved between the houses making his way to the Hemp's house. Music grew louder as he approached. The back yard was decorated with Japanese lanterns and Tiki torques. Two tables were set up close to the house with food and drinks. The electric yard lights weren't on. Ron could smell cigarette smoke as he crouched down low straight behind the house. He was under a large, full bush giving him the perfect vantage point to see the entire back yard.
Other houses yard lights shown brightly so it took a bit for Ron's eyes to adjust to the darker environment. He started recognizing faces. Again, the most popular people from school. There was Bonnie, talking to Brick and Ted. And 'nice-butt' Tara. He laughed to himself. Ron watched the back yard for 15 minutes, seeing nothing of Kim or Josh. He started thinking about what to do next when he spotted Kim and Monique walking out the back door together. A wave of relief covered Ron and he relaxed a bit. For the first time tonight he noticed sharp pains in his thighs. Ron rolled to one side, relieving some of the pain. Ouch! He thought as he pulled the thorny vine off his pants.
Kim and Monique were talking together a little ways from the food table. Ron watched his friends, wondering what they were discussing. He never would have suspected he was the topic.
"I'm not so sure about this party Monique," Kim said. "There is a lot of smoke and I know I saw Ted and John with beer in the house." "I didn't think you were that prude Kim? There're not hurting anyone." "Only themselves and Randy's parents if someone sues them." Monique did not respond. Kim was starting to open up a little. They had only talked superficial stuff since they arrived. Kim looked around suspiciously. "It's something about this party that reminds me of a mission." Monique smiled and said, "Maybe it's the torches? Didn't you tell me villains like caves as hide-outs?" Kim smiled at her friend's joke, then took a deep breath. "I can't stop thinking about Ron. I miss him. I know it has only been a few hours, but I wish he were here."
Kim's expression changed to a scowl as something caught her eye. She walked over to the food table and picked up one of the party fliers. After a quick scan she held it out for Monique to see, "Did you SEE this!" The top of the flyer said 'Party at Randy's Hacienda' and in the middle of the page was the infamous Channel 8 picture of Ron with a circle and slash through the image. At the bottom it said 'This party is LOOSER free'. "This ticks me off! Why do they pick on him so much! When I see Randy, I may just have to break my foot off in his..."
"Hello there Monique," sounded a deep, rich voice. It was Richard Rhyner. Monique's current interest. "Hello Kim. How are you fine young ladies doing this evening?" Richard was tall, coco brown, and nicely built. Even so, Richards's greatest feature was his winning smile. Kim turned to see Monique looking at him with dreamy eyes. She had lost all her cool and replaced it with drool. Kim knew Monique was no longer interested in her issues. Once Monique was hooked on someone, that was it, everything else took second place.
"I'm going to get something to drink; you two have a good time." "OK Kim, see you later." Monique looked at Kim with 'thank you' in her eyes before returning them to Richard.
She wadded up the flyer that was still in her hand and through it in a large trash can. Kim was ready to leave. They had been here an hour and she still had not talked with Josh. When they arrived she saw him head to Randy's room and close the door. She was tired of this party. True, a lot of these people were her friends, but none compared with Ron. She would rather be sitting at home alone in her PJs talking on the phone with Ron than here. Kim was reaching for her Kimmunicator to call her mom when Josh started talking to her from behind.
"Hey Kim. Glad you could make it. How long have you been here?" Kim turned to see Josh Mankey standing two feet away. Nicely dresses in a wrinkled shirt open to show the coordinated T-shirt underneath, we flashed a smile and winked at Kim. "High Josh, oh about an hour." Kim did not hide her displeasure at being ignored. "An hour!" Josh said with real surprise. "Man, sorry about that Kim. Randy was feeling really bummed out about Jennifer and needed to talk." Kim changed her tone a little since he had been helping a friend. "I hope everything is OK. I heard they broke up. But I thought it was his idea?" "It was, that's why he was feeling bummed. He didn't want to hurt her, but the jell wasn't there." Josh ran his hand through his hair and looked around. A popular dance song came over the stereo and Josh looked up "You want to dance?" he asked Kim a little louder than necessary. "Sure." They headed to where people were dancing.
After getting the vines out of his pants, Ron watched the people at the party and started thinking of his next steps. He needed to get proof to show Kim that Josh was a stone-head. Ron was troubled. He had not thought about what he needed to show Kim. He couldn't just show up with a hand full of drugs and say they were Josh's! That would be stupid. He would just deny it and Ron would get arrested. Bad idea. How did they prove it in the movies? Let's see, Ron could tackle Josh, wrestle him to the ground, dig the drugs out of his pocket... No, no, another dim-witted idea. Ron and Josh were about the same size but he wasn't sure he could wrestle him to the ground while digging in his pockets. Oh gross! The thought of digging is some other guys pocket suddenly gave Ron the creeks. Beside, there was not guarantee he would have any drugs on him.
Kim would need to see Josh using! That was the only sure way to make this point. But how? He would need to know where Josh was getting high, get Kim to that same location without being seen and let the seen unfold! Yes! This might just work. For a second Ron was feeling good about himself. 'Who am I kidding! This plan is almost as lame as the others. Well, maybe not AS lame, but extremely difficult to pull-off.' He started feeling like a failure when he remember why he was here. 'Kim! Kim is worth the effort, even if he looked the fool.' She would do it for him. 'I have to try,' he told himself, confident he could do what was needed, almost.
He needed to get close to the house without being seen. He could start watching for suspicious behavior and look for a pattern. The house had a lot of shrubbery about the perimeter of the property and close to the house. If he kept low and moved slowly he would be able to get close to the house without being seen. He would even be able to look in some widows if he timed it right. Ron crawled backwards out. Once clear, he changed to a crouching position and look through the bushes. He could still see the people at the party, but he was concealed nicely.
He crept around the house keeping the hedge between him and the party guest. He circled all the way around until he was on the side of the house. There were a couple of windows that looked promising. Especially the one that was open. The drapes shut and the lights out. The yard was dark on the sides of the house. He could slip from the perimeter hedge to the bushes next to the house unseen.
He made up his mind. Ron looked to see if it anyone was looking and look off across the open yard. He kept low and moved quickly. Once to the other side he turned sideways and worked his way between two bushes a crouched down. 'Yes! Made it.' This 'mission' had a different feel about it. If he screwed up it would not be in front of some stupid villain, it would be his classmates. His failure now would bring shame to Kim. It was important he not fail. Ron looked into the dark window. He could not see a thing. The inside door leading to the room was shut. Ron stood up a little more and pushed the drapes aside.
"I know I saw somebody go this way." Ron froze. Someone was coming around the side of the house from the back. "I bet they ran into the bushes." He was busted if he did not think of something fast! They had to be close for him to hear them over the music. Without looking to see if they had rounded the corner, Ron pulled himself up into the open window, crashing to the floor inside. He sat there still, listening. "Quite, I think I heard something," the voice said. Ron heard rustling like someone was pushing looking in the bushes. The dark showdown of a boys head peered in the window. Ron stayed on the floor, looking up at the unknown head. "I can't see a thing! It's too dark." "I think you're seeing things," said a second voice. "Let's go!" The head moved out of the window. Ron relaxed. He had managed to escape nearly undetected.
Ron stood up to get his bearings. He wondered what room he was in. It smelled funny. Like old cloths, and some kind of smoke. Incense maybe. Then it hit him, 'I bet this is Randy's room!'
At that, the music suddenly got much louder and the light came on in the room.
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 5
Ron got a ride from his mother to Randy Hemp's party. She was not really excited about giving him a ride to a party after his behavior this evening. Ron knew his outburst during prays and impatient attitude during dinner had not won him any points with his parents. But he was able to talk them into letting him go once he told them Kim was going also. His parents trusted the teenage girl completely. They had told him many times how much of a great influence she had on him. And it was true. Kim had taught him so much about what was and was not important in life. Unfortunately, he frequently learned these lessons after a particularly ugly fight with his best friend or after he got what he thought he wanted. But in all cases, Kim had been there for him when he needed her the most. Now it was his turn to be there for her.
As the vehicle pulled up close to Randy's house Ron yelled, "Stop here!" "What? Why do you want me to stop here son? Isn't that the house with the party just ahead?" "Please mom, just stop the car." Mrs. Stoppable steered over to the curb, slowing to a stop. "Now, tell me why I stopped here." Ron had to think fast. He couldn't tell his mother the truth. "It's not cool to have your parents drop you off. That's all. Can I walk from here?" "OK dear. I don't want to embarrass you. I didn't think that was actually possible. Are you sure everything is OK? You and Kim getting along alright?" 'Girls are psychic, I know it!' "Yes, mom. Everything between Kim and I is copasetic." Ron opened the door and stepped out. "Be home by 10:00 Ronald."
Ron was walking fast; he barley heard his mother's last sentence but waved to show his understanding. He continued to walk along the street until his mother was out of sight. Then he looked around to see if anyone was watching. The houses here were spaced far apart with lavish landscaping. This was a wealthy area of Middleton. He was two houses away from his destination. Convinced no one was paying him any heed, he quickly walked toward the back yards along the less kept area separating the houses. The first part of his plan was to sneak up along the back part of their property from a few houses down and get the lay of the land. Actually, this was the only part of this evening that was planned. Kim and he were always dealing with unknown situations. This felt quite normal. Well, almost. He was alone and having to do all the thinking.
Ron stayed low as he moved between the houses making his way to the Hemp's house. Music grew louder as he approached. The back yard was decorated with Japanese lanterns and Tiki torques. Two tables were set up close to the house with food and drinks. The electric yard lights weren't on. Ron could smell cigarette smoke as he crouched down low straight behind the house. He was under a large, full bush giving him the perfect vantage point to see the entire back yard.
Other houses yard lights shown brightly so it took a bit for Ron's eyes to adjust to the darker environment. He started recognizing faces. Again, the most popular people from school. There was Bonnie, talking to Brick and Ted. And 'nice-butt' Tara. He laughed to himself. Ron watched the back yard for 15 minutes, seeing nothing of Kim or Josh. He started thinking about what to do next when he spotted Kim and Monique walking out the back door together. A wave of relief covered Ron and he relaxed a bit. For the first time tonight he noticed sharp pains in his thighs. Ron rolled to one side, relieving some of the pain. Ouch! He thought as he pulled the thorny vine off his pants.
Kim and Monique were talking together a little ways from the food table. Ron watched his friends, wondering what they were discussing. He never would have suspected he was the topic.
"I'm not so sure about this party Monique," Kim said. "There is a lot of smoke and I know I saw Ted and John with beer in the house." "I didn't think you were that prude Kim? There're not hurting anyone." "Only themselves and Randy's parents if someone sues them." Monique did not respond. Kim was starting to open up a little. They had only talked superficial stuff since they arrived. Kim looked around suspiciously. "It's something about this party that reminds me of a mission." Monique smiled and said, "Maybe it's the torches? Didn't you tell me villains like caves as hide-outs?" Kim smiled at her friend's joke, then took a deep breath. "I can't stop thinking about Ron. I miss him. I know it has only been a few hours, but I wish he were here."
Kim's expression changed to a scowl as something caught her eye. She walked over to the food table and picked up one of the party fliers. After a quick scan she held it out for Monique to see, "Did you SEE this!" The top of the flyer said 'Party at Randy's Hacienda' and in the middle of the page was the infamous Channel 8 picture of Ron with a circle and slash through the image. At the bottom it said 'This party is LOOSER free'. "This ticks me off! Why do they pick on him so much! When I see Randy, I may just have to break my foot off in his..."
"Hello there Monique," sounded a deep, rich voice. It was Richard Rhyner. Monique's current interest. "Hello Kim. How are you fine young ladies doing this evening?" Richard was tall, coco brown, and nicely built. Even so, Richards's greatest feature was his winning smile. Kim turned to see Monique looking at him with dreamy eyes. She had lost all her cool and replaced it with drool. Kim knew Monique was no longer interested in her issues. Once Monique was hooked on someone, that was it, everything else took second place.
"I'm going to get something to drink; you two have a good time." "OK Kim, see you later." Monique looked at Kim with 'thank you' in her eyes before returning them to Richard.
She wadded up the flyer that was still in her hand and through it in a large trash can. Kim was ready to leave. They had been here an hour and she still had not talked with Josh. When they arrived she saw him head to Randy's room and close the door. She was tired of this party. True, a lot of these people were her friends, but none compared with Ron. She would rather be sitting at home alone in her PJs talking on the phone with Ron than here. Kim was reaching for her Kimmunicator to call her mom when Josh started talking to her from behind.
"Hey Kim. Glad you could make it. How long have you been here?" Kim turned to see Josh Mankey standing two feet away. Nicely dresses in a wrinkled shirt open to show the coordinated T-shirt underneath, we flashed a smile and winked at Kim. "High Josh, oh about an hour." Kim did not hide her displeasure at being ignored. "An hour!" Josh said with real surprise. "Man, sorry about that Kim. Randy was feeling really bummed out about Jennifer and needed to talk." Kim changed her tone a little since he had been helping a friend. "I hope everything is OK. I heard they broke up. But I thought it was his idea?" "It was, that's why he was feeling bummed. He didn't want to hurt her, but the jell wasn't there." Josh ran his hand through his hair and looked around. A popular dance song came over the stereo and Josh looked up "You want to dance?" he asked Kim a little louder than necessary. "Sure." They headed to where people were dancing.
After getting the vines out of his pants, Ron watched the people at the party and started thinking of his next steps. He needed to get proof to show Kim that Josh was a stone-head. Ron was troubled. He had not thought about what he needed to show Kim. He couldn't just show up with a hand full of drugs and say they were Josh's! That would be stupid. He would just deny it and Ron would get arrested. Bad idea. How did they prove it in the movies? Let's see, Ron could tackle Josh, wrestle him to the ground, dig the drugs out of his pocket... No, no, another dim-witted idea. Ron and Josh were about the same size but he wasn't sure he could wrestle him to the ground while digging in his pockets. Oh gross! The thought of digging is some other guys pocket suddenly gave Ron the creeks. Beside, there was not guarantee he would have any drugs on him.
Kim would need to see Josh using! That was the only sure way to make this point. But how? He would need to know where Josh was getting high, get Kim to that same location without being seen and let the seen unfold! Yes! This might just work. For a second Ron was feeling good about himself. 'Who am I kidding! This plan is almost as lame as the others. Well, maybe not AS lame, but extremely difficult to pull-off.' He started feeling like a failure when he remember why he was here. 'Kim! Kim is worth the effort, even if he looked the fool.' She would do it for him. 'I have to try,' he told himself, confident he could do what was needed, almost.
He needed to get close to the house without being seen. He could start watching for suspicious behavior and look for a pattern. The house had a lot of shrubbery about the perimeter of the property and close to the house. If he kept low and moved slowly he would be able to get close to the house without being seen. He would even be able to look in some widows if he timed it right. Ron crawled backwards out. Once clear, he changed to a crouching position and look through the bushes. He could still see the people at the party, but he was concealed nicely.
He crept around the house keeping the hedge between him and the party guest. He circled all the way around until he was on the side of the house. There were a couple of windows that looked promising. Especially the one that was open. The drapes shut and the lights out. The yard was dark on the sides of the house. He could slip from the perimeter hedge to the bushes next to the house unseen.
He made up his mind. Ron looked to see if it anyone was looking and look off across the open yard. He kept low and moved quickly. Once to the other side he turned sideways and worked his way between two bushes a crouched down. 'Yes! Made it.' This 'mission' had a different feel about it. If he screwed up it would not be in front of some stupid villain, it would be his classmates. His failure now would bring shame to Kim. It was important he not fail. Ron looked into the dark window. He could not see a thing. The inside door leading to the room was shut. Ron stood up a little more and pushed the drapes aside.
"I know I saw somebody go this way." Ron froze. Someone was coming around the side of the house from the back. "I bet they ran into the bushes." He was busted if he did not think of something fast! They had to be close for him to hear them over the music. Without looking to see if they had rounded the corner, Ron pulled himself up into the open window, crashing to the floor inside. He sat there still, listening. "Quite, I think I heard something," the voice said. Ron heard rustling like someone was pushing looking in the bushes. The dark showdown of a boys head peered in the window. Ron stayed on the floor, looking up at the unknown head. "I can't see a thing! It's too dark." "I think you're seeing things," said a second voice. "Let's go!" The head moved out of the window. Ron relaxed. He had managed to escape nearly undetected.
Ron stood up to get his bearings. He wondered what room he was in. It smelled funny. Like old cloths, and some kind of smoke. Incense maybe. Then it hit him, 'I bet this is Randy's room!'
At that, the music suddenly got much louder and the light came on in the room.