Disclaimer: I own not Kim Possible or any other high dollar Disney owned property. I only own tapes and DVDs of the movies. Fantasia ROCKS to put children to sleep. Plus those fairies do something "tingly" to me.

Bonnie pulled in front of Ron's house at eleven twenty-nine. Damn, I'm good. One minute to spare. Bonnie checked her hair in the vanity mirror one last time before slipping out of the car and walking up to the door. She paused for a second before ringing the door bell. Fear gripped her; she forced it out of her mind. Come on Rockwaller, this isn't anything. Just being nice to a guy that doesn't expect anything out of the interaction. She shook the voices out of her head, still having problems coming to grip with the fact.

ring ring An older woman answered the door. "May I help you? Oh, you must be the friend that Ronald told us about. Come in for a moment, dear. He should be down in a moment."

Bonnie followed Mrs. Stoppable into the house. "Thank you, ma'am."

Mrs. Stoppable turned and smiled to Bonnie when they got to the living room. "Would you like a cup of tea while you wait?"

"No, thank you Mrs. Stoppable, I wouldn't want to be a bother."

"Oh, no bother at all dear, no bother at all. I'll just make you a small cup, I know that you will need to leave shortly. Cream and sugar in your tea?"

Bonnie blushed slightly and smiled, "Yes, please."

"You just sit on the couch dear; I will be right back," Mrs. Stoppable turned the corner into what Bonnie thought must be the kitchen. Bonnie sighed and looked around. There were pictures everywhere, and the only person that was in them more that Ron was Kim.

Mrs. Stoppable interrupted the observations, "Here you are dear. I see you looking at the pictures."

"Yes, Kim is in so many of them. I knew the two of them were close, but not that tight."

"Yes, Kim is the daughter we never had," chuckled the older woman. "Don't you worry though, she and Ronald are only friends. Their friendship is to dear to them for them to risk it," she patted Bonnie on the knee and smiled.

Bonnie blushed deeply. She had seen the same smile on her mom's face when she talked to her about some boy or another that she thought would be a good match for her, heaven forbid that she was in the same house at the same time with him, then she would practically force them together. She sipped her tea partly because it smelled wonderful, and partly to hide her blush.

"Well I am glad to finally glad to meet the legendary 'Bon Bon'," Bonnie's jaw dropped. "Don't look like that dear, Ron has been talking about you for so long now. I am so happy to finally meet you. I mean lately he has been talking more and more about you," she leaned towards Bonnie. "Woman to woman, Ron has been pining for you. I know you might not be used to young men like him dear, but try it you may find that you like it."

Bonnie heard the clomping of footsteps and turned he head. "I am so sorry I wasn't ready Bonnie, thank you for waiting."

Bonnie gasped as Ron leaped over the rail on the second floor; her jaw dropped as hi hand grabbed the banister and he landed softly on the ground floor. Bonnie heard herself exhale a wow, though she wasn't sure how it came out.

"Ronald Dean Stoppable, how many times do I have to tell you NOT to do that?"

Ron looked at the floor, "Sorry Mom."

"It's okay. Go have fun, but be back by six. Rabbi Katz and his wife are coming for supper. And don't eat to much, Mrs. Katz is bringing her blintzes, and you know how much you like them."

"Yes, ma'am. You ready, Bonnie?"

"Sure Ron," she said finishing off her tea. "Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Stoppable."

"You are quite welcome, dear. Have fun."

"Planning on it mom, Bye."

After leaving the house and getting into Bonnie's car Ron turned to her, "I am so sorry Bonnie; I know how my mom can be."

"Don't worry about it. We had a nice chat over tea."

"Really? What did you talk about?"

Bonnie winked at him when she said, "You."

"WHAT?"

NEXT: At the mall with Kim and Josh.