Chapter 8
The Honeymoon
Kim and Ron changed out of their wedding clothes, and into regular street clothes for the ride to the airport that night, their flight was to take off at 8:00, and Kim, for one, didn't want to be late,
"C'mon, Ron, we've got to get on the road." Kim said, taking Ron by the hand, and leading him to the self-driving SUV parked in the driveway,
"Okay, let's roll." Ron replied, now jumping into the passenger side of the vehicle, and buckling up,
"Where to, guys?" Sadie asked, as soon as they were seated,
"The airport, Sadie, then, you need to go back to our apartment, meet us at the airport in three weeks." Kim said, looking at the screen installed into the dashboard,
"Okay, hang on." Sadie said, taking off out of the driveway, and moving fast down the street.
Kim and Ron arrived at the airport, and filed the flight plan that Shego had given them as a wedding gift, then, they waited for the plan to be approved,
"You do realize that this is a private island, don't you?" the airport official said, looking at the newlyweds,
"We do now." Kim said, giving the official a hard stare,
"It's a private resort island, owned by the Go family." the official said,
"Thanks." Kim said, turning to the chairs at the gate,
"Shego's family owns a private resort? No wonder she knew the flight plan." Ron said, smiling slightly,
"Yeah, Shego can be full of surprises, can't she?" Kim said, smiling back at her husband.
The plan had been approved, and the plane took off without a hitch, they had arrived at the private resort island, owned by Shego's family about six hours later.When the plane touched down, a valet from the resort was waiting on them,
"You must be Mr. And Mrs. Stoppable, I am Robert, your valet, If you'll kindly follow me." the tall black man said, in a heavy Caribbean accent,
"Thank you, Robert." Kim said walking side-by-side with Ron, and a step behind Robert, they didn't have to go far from the airstrip, the resort was only a few yards away,
"Wow." Kim said, looking up at the huge resort hotel,
"Welcome to the Go Island Towers, we hope your stay here is a pleasant one." Robert said, smiling at Kim and Ron, as he bid them goodbye at the main desk,
"I believe we have reservations. The name is Stoppable, Mr. And Mrs. Ronald Stoppable." Kim said to the desk clerk,
"Of course, Mrs. Go's daughter informed us of your arrival, your stay is three weeks, and it's all been paid for by Miss Go herself," the desk clerk said, "you'll be staying in the Honeymoon Suite, enjoy your stay."
"Shego even paid for it all. This is beyond cool." Ron said, looking at Kim and smiling,
"Yeah, I know." Kim said, she couldn't help but smile herself.
They got to the room, located near the top of the main tower, the sight that greeted them was beyond words, the entire suite, and private pool was amazing, there was a huge bathroom, with an even bigger bathtub, and everything in the room seemed to be geared for the couple just married,
"Here you are, the Honeymoon Suite, Happy Honeymoon." the bellboy said, now holding out his hand,
"Same to you." Ron replied, dropping a hundred-dollar bill into his hand,
"Thank you, sir, if there's anything you need, please, let me know." the bellboy said, exiting the room,
"Ron, are you throwing your money around, already?" Kim asked, Ron gave a nervous chuckle, which was all that Kim needed,
"Maybe I should take care of the bank account, Ron, otherwise, you're going to end up broke in a week." Kim said,
"Then what should I do with it?" Ron asked,
"Well, for starters, I think we should hold some of it back," Kim said, "until we find out the shape of the bar, whether it'll need repairs, or not, then we need to find out the shape of the apartment above it, is it liveable, or not."
"Good idea." Ron said, then, thinking hard, "But it's not going to take three quarter of a trillion dollars to fix that place."
"I know it won't. That's why I thought we could invest some of it." Kim said,
"How?" Ron asked,
"Well, I, for one, wish to have children in the near future, and we should think of their futures, college funds would be nice." Kim replied,
"Alright, any more ideas?" Ron asked,
"Well, if you want to earn money, you need to put your money to work for you," Kim said, as though this were the only logical decision, "so, put the rest into an interest-earning account, then, we can run the bar as a hobby, we really wouldn't need to work, we'd be able to live on the interest alone."
"That's one of the best ideas you've ever come up with, K.P." Ron said, handing the checkbook over to Kim without any more explanation on his part,
"I do try, and by the way, I am your wife now, we share the same last name." Kim said, placing the checkbook into her purse, and hanging it in a closet off the bedroom,
"I don't know about you, but that plane ride wore me out," Ron said, "I'm for bed."
"And that's one of the best ideas you've come up with, Ron." Kim said, smiling.
The next morning dawned bright and sunny, when Ron woke up, he found himself alone,
'Where did Kim get off to?' he thought, his question was answered when Kim came rushing into the room, wearing a bikini,
"C'mon, Ron, it's a beautiful day, and I don't want to spend it alone." Kim said, grabbing Ron by the arm, and pulling him to the private deck.
The days went by fast, and Kim and Ron were having the time of their lives, soon, it was time to go back home, and back to their lives, they would check out the bar once they got back to Middleton, and find out how much it would cost for repairs on it, what they would need to bring the building up to code. According to Drakken, the building had not been used since his father died, which had been thirty years ago, Drakken's father had died when he was a baby, his mother had never remarried, preferring to live with her Drewby instead,
"And you have no idea how much I hated it." Drakken had said,
"I can only guess." Ron had replied.
A/N: Gotta end it here, sorry, remember, this is a G-rated story, and I need to keep it in the bounds of good taste, next up, the appraisal of the bar, and the remodeling work on the bar, and the apartment.