Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible or Disney. Last songfic in Overnight Celebrity. This time, I use another Ludacris song. "Move Bitch" is very violent. Read this at your own risk!!! Be prepared to be sick!!! Beware of cussing!!
Reefus made his way up the sewer pipe to the Possible household. Holding the Calypso tightly in his right paw and climbing up using his other paw. Unfortunately, his rodent/pimp mind only knew so much and accidentally found himself outside of his bitches house.
"Oh well, I don't know everything, just glad I'm here. It's time the bitch and I spent some "quality" time with one another," grinned Reefus.
Just as Reefus was about to cross the street and enter the Possible, he spotted something that caught his interest. A very HOT something too.
"Hmm, I wonder how Kim's feeling today? I think I'll go show her all the new stuff I bought from Club Banana, with HER money I "borrowed" from her," snickered a bitchy, evil, slutty teenager.
Reefus stared at the teenage girl. She was HOT!!! Maybe even hotter then Kim.(on second thought, no!) She was tanned, had a great body, nice eyes, nice, big, succulent tits, and a nice, tight, cheerleader ass. It had to be the cheerleader that Kim called "Bonnie".
"Damn, baby got back!" said Reefus as he continued to stare. "Oh shit, looks like I'm not the only one who's excited," said Reefus as he looked down at his "area".
"Hm, you know, I haven't had sex in over...four, maybe five hours. Maybe it could be time to recharge the old mole rat/pimp sex drive. And this Bonnie could just do that," thought Reefus. "But first, I need a favor".
Reefus made his way to a pay phone near where he was standing and called up Petey.
"Hey Petey, could I ask you a favor?
"Sure thing playa, anything for the world's shortest pimp".
"I need your van over here ASAP near the old bridge. I got another possible client and she want's a "private" tour of what I have to offer her".
"Ok, be here in a little bit. Roll out!
As Reefus hung up the phone, he pulled out his old friend, the hypodermic needle, and scurried to find Bonnie. Luckily, he found her near a bench, sitting down, and doing her makeup.
"Maybe I need a little less makeup, and a little more of that nice factor, and I'll be getting guys left and right. Nah, makeup is better," said Bonnie as she constantly examined her face for any sign of imperfection.
Reefus crept quietly up to Bonnie, and in one quick movement, he shoved the hypodermic needle into her leg, and injected the tranquilizer into her. He watched as she became drowsy, then, fell down on the ground.
Later....
Bonnie woke up, feeling very drowsy, and feeling very sick. She looked around and she was no longer in the park, but in the back of a van. She was naked and tied down with rope by her hands and by her feet. Suddenly she saw a familiar mole rat...
"Rufus, you've got to help me, I've been kidnapped. Please go tell Kim to come help me," said Bonnie on the verge of tears.
Unfortunately, she wasn't dealing with Rufus, she was dealing with Reefus.
"Shut up bitch, I'm not Rufus!! I'm Reefus, and you are my 8:30 tonight. So shut up, and let Reefus do the thinking for you,".
With that, he again drugged Bonnie with the needle. Then, Petey cranked up the tunes to drown out the sounds of Bonnie and Reefus, and the "session" began with Reefus on top...
Chorus 2x: Reefus
Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way
[Reefus] OH NO! The FIGHT'S OUT I'ma bout to punch yo... LIGHTS OUT Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin and buzzin' too and I been thankin of bustin' you Upside ya motherfuckin forehead And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo dead Causin confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace Its not an illusion, we runnin the streets-a So bye-bye to all you groupies and g Is there a bumper on your ass? NO N ! I'm doin a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober and you about to get ran the FUCK over
[Chorus]
[Petey over second chorus] BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move
Here I come, here I go UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin through Hit the stage and knock the curtains down I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do Young and successful - a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck em - true true Hold up, wait up, shorty "Oh aww wazzzupp? Get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin?" Sidelinin my fuckin business Tryin to get my paper, child support suin Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma tell you like this bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus
[Chorus]
[Reefus over second chorus] Bring it, get 'em
2-0, I'm on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk I'll be right back We buyin bars out, showin scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels cuz we robbin tonight Beat the SHIT outta of security for stompin the fight I got a fifth of the Remy, fuck the Belve and Cris I'm sellin shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street n We on the dance floor, throwin bows, beatin up n I'm from the DEC, tryna to disrespect DTP And watch the bottles start flyin from the VIP Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in ya body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party So move bitch, get out the way HOE All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
As Reefus finished his 8:30, he now was ready for the big job. But first, he would have to make a pit stop: at the Possible household. No distractions, no excuses. Now, it's all about business. Business with Kim...
I know it's even more disturbed than chapter five. Only one more chapter to go and then I'm finished. Please review and thankz for supporting this story.
GreenDay
P.S. Courtney Love killed Kurt Cobain and everyone knows it!!!!!
Reefus made his way up the sewer pipe to the Possible household. Holding the Calypso tightly in his right paw and climbing up using his other paw. Unfortunately, his rodent/pimp mind only knew so much and accidentally found himself outside of his bitches house.
"Oh well, I don't know everything, just glad I'm here. It's time the bitch and I spent some "quality" time with one another," grinned Reefus.
Just as Reefus was about to cross the street and enter the Possible, he spotted something that caught his interest. A very HOT something too.
"Hmm, I wonder how Kim's feeling today? I think I'll go show her all the new stuff I bought from Club Banana, with HER money I "borrowed" from her," snickered a bitchy, evil, slutty teenager.
Reefus stared at the teenage girl. She was HOT!!! Maybe even hotter then Kim.(on second thought, no!) She was tanned, had a great body, nice eyes, nice, big, succulent tits, and a nice, tight, cheerleader ass. It had to be the cheerleader that Kim called "Bonnie".
"Damn, baby got back!" said Reefus as he continued to stare. "Oh shit, looks like I'm not the only one who's excited," said Reefus as he looked down at his "area".
"Hm, you know, I haven't had sex in over...four, maybe five hours. Maybe it could be time to recharge the old mole rat/pimp sex drive. And this Bonnie could just do that," thought Reefus. "But first, I need a favor".
Reefus made his way to a pay phone near where he was standing and called up Petey.
"Hey Petey, could I ask you a favor?
"Sure thing playa, anything for the world's shortest pimp".
"I need your van over here ASAP near the old bridge. I got another possible client and she want's a "private" tour of what I have to offer her".
"Ok, be here in a little bit. Roll out!
As Reefus hung up the phone, he pulled out his old friend, the hypodermic needle, and scurried to find Bonnie. Luckily, he found her near a bench, sitting down, and doing her makeup.
"Maybe I need a little less makeup, and a little more of that nice factor, and I'll be getting guys left and right. Nah, makeup is better," said Bonnie as she constantly examined her face for any sign of imperfection.
Reefus crept quietly up to Bonnie, and in one quick movement, he shoved the hypodermic needle into her leg, and injected the tranquilizer into her. He watched as she became drowsy, then, fell down on the ground.
Later....
Bonnie woke up, feeling very drowsy, and feeling very sick. She looked around and she was no longer in the park, but in the back of a van. She was naked and tied down with rope by her hands and by her feet. Suddenly she saw a familiar mole rat...
"Rufus, you've got to help me, I've been kidnapped. Please go tell Kim to come help me," said Bonnie on the verge of tears.
Unfortunately, she wasn't dealing with Rufus, she was dealing with Reefus.
"Shut up bitch, I'm not Rufus!! I'm Reefus, and you are my 8:30 tonight. So shut up, and let Reefus do the thinking for you,".
With that, he again drugged Bonnie with the needle. Then, Petey cranked up the tunes to drown out the sounds of Bonnie and Reefus, and the "session" began with Reefus on top...
Chorus 2x: Reefus
Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way
[Reefus] OH NO! The FIGHT'S OUT I'ma bout to punch yo... LIGHTS OUT Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin and buzzin' too and I been thankin of bustin' you Upside ya motherfuckin forehead And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo dead Causin confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace Its not an illusion, we runnin the streets-a So bye-bye to all you groupies and g Is there a bumper on your ass? NO N ! I'm doin a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober and you about to get ran the FUCK over
[Chorus]
[Petey over second chorus] BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move
Here I come, here I go UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin through Hit the stage and knock the curtains down I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do Young and successful - a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck em - true true Hold up, wait up, shorty "Oh aww wazzzupp? Get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin?" Sidelinin my fuckin business Tryin to get my paper, child support suin Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck But I'ma tell you like this bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus
[Chorus]
[Reefus over second chorus] Bring it, get 'em
2-0, I'm on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk I'll be right back We buyin bars out, showin scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels cuz we robbin tonight Beat the SHIT outta of security for stompin the fight I got a fifth of the Remy, fuck the Belve and Cris I'm sellin shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street n We on the dance floor, throwin bows, beatin up n I'm from the DEC, tryna to disrespect DTP And watch the bottles start flyin from the VIP Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in ya body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party So move bitch, get out the way HOE All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
As Reefus finished his 8:30, he now was ready for the big job. But first, he would have to make a pit stop: at the Possible household. No distractions, no excuses. Now, it's all about business. Business with Kim...
I know it's even more disturbed than chapter five. Only one more chapter to go and then I'm finished. Please review and thankz for supporting this story.
GreenDay
P.S. Courtney Love killed Kurt Cobain and everyone knows it!!!!!