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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 6
Josh's rhythm seemed off tonight. 'I wonder if he's Okay. He seems to be having a good time though. He has a big smile on his face.' The music came to an end and Josh led her to the drink table. He pored himself some soda and drank it before asking "Kim, what would you like?" "Anything diet, please." Josh poured a cup of diet raspberry soda and handed it to her. She was not very fond of fruit soda but she had said 'anything.'
The two leaned against the table looking over their shoulders at each other. "Josh, what have you been up to lately? Did you get anything cool at the mall?" "The mall? Oh yea the mall. Nah, all we did was hang-out." "Who were you there with?" "Randy, Ted, Nathan, Randy, Bill, and John." "I know Randy H, but who was the second Randy?" "Who? Kim you're not making any since." Josh laughed and patted her on the head with his empty hand. 'Why did he pat me on the head? I'm not some kind of dog!' "So, what else did you do today besides the mall?" "Not much, just hang around with Randy getting ready for the party." Kim realized she was not having a conversation with him, she was asking questions and he was answering. She decided to see how long it would take him to initiate the conversation. Kim smiled and looked Josh in the eyes, waiting. He returned the smile and bobbed his head in near rhythm to the music. Kim kept looking at him, wondering if he would say anything. He seemed perfectly content to say nothing. He finally blinked and turned his head square with his shoulders. He stood there silently bobbing his head, watching the people.
'I may not be entirely sure about Ron, but I'm sure about Josh.' Kim realized this could be the same situation two week from now at the spring formal. This would not due! She loved to party and she was spending too much time and effort preparing not have a good time. She needed to tell Josh she did not want to go to the dance with him. It needed to be done tonight.
Ron watched as the four guys walking into the room. Ted, Nathan, and John followed Randy who entered quickly and shut to the door behind them. They all started smiling and formed a circle around him. 'This doesn't look good.' Ron thought. He was trespassing and not wanted. Ron knew these guys; all athletes of some sort and each weighted 50 pounds more than he. A sickening feeling formed in his stomach.
With the lights on Ron could tell he was in Randy's room. Other than size, it was a typical boy's room. Poster of bands, movies, and scantly clad women. There were also a bunch of sports trophies. In with the sports trophies was a rack holding a dozen belts of all different colors. To one side of the room was a small table. On the table was a spherical shaped object with a wide tube coming out one side. The bong was orange and had a very dark liquid sitting at the bottom.
"Hello ... err ... gentlemen. I was looking for the bathroom and accidentally ended up here. Funny how that happens, hugh?" "Shut up looser. You weren't invited to this party and we are going to throw you out. Literally." Randy slammed his fist into an open palm indicating his intentions. Ron swallowed hard. There was no way he could get out without going through these guys. He looked toward the window. Ted saw his eyes move in that direction and step between Ron and the window. He smiled at Ron sadistically, "You can go out that way when we're through with you."
"Josh, we need to talk." "Okay Kim, go ahead" "Can we go some place a little less loud?" "That may be hard to do. Randy's dad wire the whole house for sound." "Okay ... how about over here." Kim started walking toward a darker place in the yard. For some reason she thought it would be more quite where there was less light. Josh followed without saying a word. His expression unchanged.
Sure enough, there was a little less sound in this part of the yard. Kim stopped and turned to face Josh. "Look, Josh, I ... err ...can't go to the spring dance with you." This caused a change in Josh's face. He lost his grin and dropped his jaw. Kim continued, "I'm sorry I have to bail, but I don't think we are right for each other. We don't seem to have much in common." Kim was not sure what to expect next. She had never seen Josh get ruffled about anything. Disappointed, but not upset. Josh looked away from her toward the people dancing. "Well, I wish you would have told me earlier so I could have tried to find someone else at this party, but I understand. Thanks for being honest with me." 'Wow, that was really nice of him to be so cool about it! Josh is a nice person. He's just not the right person for me.' "Thank you Josh, for being so understanding." Kim gave him a sad smile. "Hey, I know how it is." Josh didn't return the smile.
"Well, I think it's time Monique and I take off." "Yea, I was thinking about leaving too. Did you say you came here with Monique?" "Yea, that's right?" "She may not be ready to leave. Seems like Richard and her are getting along pretty well." Kim looked toward her friend. It was true; Monique and Richard were standing very close to each other talking. Both lost in each other's eyes. Kim knew Monique would not want to leave until the very last second. She was stuck here until then.
"Kim, I could give you a ride home. It's on my way." "Josh, that's offal nice of you but after our last conversation, I wouldn't feel right." "No really, it's Okay. You don't even have to say a word, if you prefer." 'It would be nice to get home before it was too late to call Ron,' Kim thought. "Are you sure? You won't feel, you know, used?" "No way Kim. We still plan on being friends, right?" "Sure," Kim said with a sigh. Josh said, "I'll get my stuff and let Randy know what I'm doing." Josh went back into the house and headed for Randy's room.
The door opened just as Randy was taking a step toward Ron. All eyes turned to watch Josh stepped thought the doorway. Startled at first by Ron's presence, Josh quickly gained his composure. After a split-second hesitation he finished walking into the room and shut the door quickly. Ron was somewhat relieved to see Mankey. While Ron did not like the boy, Josh had never openly picked on him. This might be his ticket out of here. "Josh, my man! Good to see you!" Ron exclaimed.
While Josh had been taken aback my Ron's presence, he did not seem to be too disappointed. Josh pointed an accusing finger at Ron, "Its your fault Kim doesn't want to go to the dance with me! You have always been trying to come between her and me." 'Well, that was unexpected' Ron thought. "What do you mean?" Ron asked defensively. "You spent the day with her and I know you were dis'n me. I had everything under control until you poked your 'looser' noise were it didn't belong." "I never said anything bad about you! If Kim decided she didn't want to go with you, it was her idea." All eyes had been on Josh, but now they were back on Ron. This exchange had fueled the fires of hatred.
Josh walked over to the bong and picked it up. "This will be even better with a good buzz." Pulling a lighter out of his pocket, he lit the substance in the bowl. Josh placed the tub against his mouth and pulling the smoke deep into his lungs. After a second he released the smoke, grinning. His eyes were blood shot. "Woo, this is good shit!" He swayed a little. "Now, I am ready. After I watched them beat the hell out of you, I get to drive Kim home."
Ron's fears were personified! The dream from Temple now made perfect since. Josh was going to drive Kim home stoned and cause an accident. Ron had only one thought, 'Protect Kim.'
With a nod from Randy, Ted grabbed Ron from behind the back, hooking their arms together to keep Ron from raising them defensively. Randy stepped forward, punching Ron in the stomach, causing him to bend forward. The pain was intense, but Ron's only thought was Kim. He must not let this monster hurt Kim. He loved Kim. Kim needed his protection. He would fight for Kim! "KIM!"
Ron brought his head up swiftly hitting Ted in the nose. The blow caused Ted to loosen his grip enough for Ron to jerk is left arm free. Without looking Ron swiftly brought his freed elbow up and back hard, catching Ted square in the face. The Mystical Monkey Power was flowing freely in Ron, giving him confidence and power. Ron dropped to one leg, and then knocked John off his feet with a sweeping leg kick. John landed on his back, head on the floor. Ron immediately slammed his clenched fist into John's nose. Blood running from his face. Ron turned and rose, knocking aside Nathan's punch. He drove a knife punch in Nathan's exposed chest, hitting him hard just below the sternum. Nat dropped to the floor gasping for air. Ron stood and faced Randy. Randy's eyes were large with surprise. In less than two seconds Ron had dropped his three friends with the swiftness and precision of a master. Randy seemed to look at Ron with new respect, but his actions showed he had learned little. Randy came at Ron with a front kick, then sidekick combination. Ron blocked these kicks with his arms while stepping backwards. Left then right outside blocks deflected Randy's punches and brought him close. Ron brought his knee up into Randy's exposed groin. His right hand upper cut hit Randy between the eyes, knocking him to his back daised. Randy landed with his right arm out to his side. In one flowing motion Ron dropped to one knee landing squarely on Randy's wrist. The sound of broken bones was audible. His opponents had been stopped. The ancient power of the monkey ebbed away. Ron stood slowly, expressionless. He did what he had to do. The entire exchange had taken less than 7 seconds to transpire. Now for Mankey...
Ron's head filled with pain and he smelled ... bourbon? Then blackness.
"That little shit broke my wrist!" Randy said rising from the floor holding his broken limb. He kicked Ron in the ribs causing him to groan. "I'm out'a here!" Josh said heading for the door. "What the shit are we supposed to do now Mankey! You killed him!" "He's not dead, just knocked out." In a not so steady voice Josh continued, "Taking him out of town and drop him someplace. Make it look like a robbery or something. I don't know!" What if someone saw him here?" John said trying to stop the bleeding from his nose. "No body saw him. He snuck in threw the window, remember? Besides, it would be his word against ours. No one will believe that buffoon." With that, Josh opened the door and stepped out.
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 6
Josh's rhythm seemed off tonight. 'I wonder if he's Okay. He seems to be having a good time though. He has a big smile on his face.' The music came to an end and Josh led her to the drink table. He pored himself some soda and drank it before asking "Kim, what would you like?" "Anything diet, please." Josh poured a cup of diet raspberry soda and handed it to her. She was not very fond of fruit soda but she had said 'anything.'
The two leaned against the table looking over their shoulders at each other. "Josh, what have you been up to lately? Did you get anything cool at the mall?" "The mall? Oh yea the mall. Nah, all we did was hang-out." "Who were you there with?" "Randy, Ted, Nathan, Randy, Bill, and John." "I know Randy H, but who was the second Randy?" "Who? Kim you're not making any since." Josh laughed and patted her on the head with his empty hand. 'Why did he pat me on the head? I'm not some kind of dog!' "So, what else did you do today besides the mall?" "Not much, just hang around with Randy getting ready for the party." Kim realized she was not having a conversation with him, she was asking questions and he was answering. She decided to see how long it would take him to initiate the conversation. Kim smiled and looked Josh in the eyes, waiting. He returned the smile and bobbed his head in near rhythm to the music. Kim kept looking at him, wondering if he would say anything. He seemed perfectly content to say nothing. He finally blinked and turned his head square with his shoulders. He stood there silently bobbing his head, watching the people.
'I may not be entirely sure about Ron, but I'm sure about Josh.' Kim realized this could be the same situation two week from now at the spring formal. This would not due! She loved to party and she was spending too much time and effort preparing not have a good time. She needed to tell Josh she did not want to go to the dance with him. It needed to be done tonight.
Ron watched as the four guys walking into the room. Ted, Nathan, and John followed Randy who entered quickly and shut to the door behind them. They all started smiling and formed a circle around him. 'This doesn't look good.' Ron thought. He was trespassing and not wanted. Ron knew these guys; all athletes of some sort and each weighted 50 pounds more than he. A sickening feeling formed in his stomach.
With the lights on Ron could tell he was in Randy's room. Other than size, it was a typical boy's room. Poster of bands, movies, and scantly clad women. There were also a bunch of sports trophies. In with the sports trophies was a rack holding a dozen belts of all different colors. To one side of the room was a small table. On the table was a spherical shaped object with a wide tube coming out one side. The bong was orange and had a very dark liquid sitting at the bottom.
"Hello ... err ... gentlemen. I was looking for the bathroom and accidentally ended up here. Funny how that happens, hugh?" "Shut up looser. You weren't invited to this party and we are going to throw you out. Literally." Randy slammed his fist into an open palm indicating his intentions. Ron swallowed hard. There was no way he could get out without going through these guys. He looked toward the window. Ted saw his eyes move in that direction and step between Ron and the window. He smiled at Ron sadistically, "You can go out that way when we're through with you."
"Josh, we need to talk." "Okay Kim, go ahead" "Can we go some place a little less loud?" "That may be hard to do. Randy's dad wire the whole house for sound." "Okay ... how about over here." Kim started walking toward a darker place in the yard. For some reason she thought it would be more quite where there was less light. Josh followed without saying a word. His expression unchanged.
Sure enough, there was a little less sound in this part of the yard. Kim stopped and turned to face Josh. "Look, Josh, I ... err ...can't go to the spring dance with you." This caused a change in Josh's face. He lost his grin and dropped his jaw. Kim continued, "I'm sorry I have to bail, but I don't think we are right for each other. We don't seem to have much in common." Kim was not sure what to expect next. She had never seen Josh get ruffled about anything. Disappointed, but not upset. Josh looked away from her toward the people dancing. "Well, I wish you would have told me earlier so I could have tried to find someone else at this party, but I understand. Thanks for being honest with me." 'Wow, that was really nice of him to be so cool about it! Josh is a nice person. He's just not the right person for me.' "Thank you Josh, for being so understanding." Kim gave him a sad smile. "Hey, I know how it is." Josh didn't return the smile.
"Well, I think it's time Monique and I take off." "Yea, I was thinking about leaving too. Did you say you came here with Monique?" "Yea, that's right?" "She may not be ready to leave. Seems like Richard and her are getting along pretty well." Kim looked toward her friend. It was true; Monique and Richard were standing very close to each other talking. Both lost in each other's eyes. Kim knew Monique would not want to leave until the very last second. She was stuck here until then.
"Kim, I could give you a ride home. It's on my way." "Josh, that's offal nice of you but after our last conversation, I wouldn't feel right." "No really, it's Okay. You don't even have to say a word, if you prefer." 'It would be nice to get home before it was too late to call Ron,' Kim thought. "Are you sure? You won't feel, you know, used?" "No way Kim. We still plan on being friends, right?" "Sure," Kim said with a sigh. Josh said, "I'll get my stuff and let Randy know what I'm doing." Josh went back into the house and headed for Randy's room.
The door opened just as Randy was taking a step toward Ron. All eyes turned to watch Josh stepped thought the doorway. Startled at first by Ron's presence, Josh quickly gained his composure. After a split-second hesitation he finished walking into the room and shut the door quickly. Ron was somewhat relieved to see Mankey. While Ron did not like the boy, Josh had never openly picked on him. This might be his ticket out of here. "Josh, my man! Good to see you!" Ron exclaimed.
While Josh had been taken aback my Ron's presence, he did not seem to be too disappointed. Josh pointed an accusing finger at Ron, "Its your fault Kim doesn't want to go to the dance with me! You have always been trying to come between her and me." 'Well, that was unexpected' Ron thought. "What do you mean?" Ron asked defensively. "You spent the day with her and I know you were dis'n me. I had everything under control until you poked your 'looser' noise were it didn't belong." "I never said anything bad about you! If Kim decided she didn't want to go with you, it was her idea." All eyes had been on Josh, but now they were back on Ron. This exchange had fueled the fires of hatred.
Josh walked over to the bong and picked it up. "This will be even better with a good buzz." Pulling a lighter out of his pocket, he lit the substance in the bowl. Josh placed the tub against his mouth and pulling the smoke deep into his lungs. After a second he released the smoke, grinning. His eyes were blood shot. "Woo, this is good shit!" He swayed a little. "Now, I am ready. After I watched them beat the hell out of you, I get to drive Kim home."
Ron's fears were personified! The dream from Temple now made perfect since. Josh was going to drive Kim home stoned and cause an accident. Ron had only one thought, 'Protect Kim.'
With a nod from Randy, Ted grabbed Ron from behind the back, hooking their arms together to keep Ron from raising them defensively. Randy stepped forward, punching Ron in the stomach, causing him to bend forward. The pain was intense, but Ron's only thought was Kim. He must not let this monster hurt Kim. He loved Kim. Kim needed his protection. He would fight for Kim! "KIM!"
Ron brought his head up swiftly hitting Ted in the nose. The blow caused Ted to loosen his grip enough for Ron to jerk is left arm free. Without looking Ron swiftly brought his freed elbow up and back hard, catching Ted square in the face. The Mystical Monkey Power was flowing freely in Ron, giving him confidence and power. Ron dropped to one leg, and then knocked John off his feet with a sweeping leg kick. John landed on his back, head on the floor. Ron immediately slammed his clenched fist into John's nose. Blood running from his face. Ron turned and rose, knocking aside Nathan's punch. He drove a knife punch in Nathan's exposed chest, hitting him hard just below the sternum. Nat dropped to the floor gasping for air. Ron stood and faced Randy. Randy's eyes were large with surprise. In less than two seconds Ron had dropped his three friends with the swiftness and precision of a master. Randy seemed to look at Ron with new respect, but his actions showed he had learned little. Randy came at Ron with a front kick, then sidekick combination. Ron blocked these kicks with his arms while stepping backwards. Left then right outside blocks deflected Randy's punches and brought him close. Ron brought his knee up into Randy's exposed groin. His right hand upper cut hit Randy between the eyes, knocking him to his back daised. Randy landed with his right arm out to his side. In one flowing motion Ron dropped to one knee landing squarely on Randy's wrist. The sound of broken bones was audible. His opponents had been stopped. The ancient power of the monkey ebbed away. Ron stood slowly, expressionless. He did what he had to do. The entire exchange had taken less than 7 seconds to transpire. Now for Mankey...
Ron's head filled with pain and he smelled ... bourbon? Then blackness.
"That little shit broke my wrist!" Randy said rising from the floor holding his broken limb. He kicked Ron in the ribs causing him to groan. "I'm out'a here!" Josh said heading for the door. "What the shit are we supposed to do now Mankey! You killed him!" "He's not dead, just knocked out." In a not so steady voice Josh continued, "Taking him out of town and drop him someplace. Make it look like a robbery or something. I don't know!" What if someone saw him here?" John said trying to stop the bleeding from his nose. "No body saw him. He snuck in threw the window, remember? Besides, it would be his word against ours. No one will believe that buffoon." With that, Josh opened the door and stepped out.