Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or the characters of the show.

Authors Notes: Thank you for the reviews. I am breaking up the time in the Possible abode to keep the pace of the story up. Jez: Thank you, I only write what I know, or can feel. Wearing many different masks helps.

Bonnie pulled up to the Possible residence and turned off her car. She checked her face and hair in the mirror before getting out and made her way to the front door. Before ringing the door bell she took a deep breath. "You can do this Bonnie. You have been here before, and this is for Ron-Ron."

Her had reached out and rang the bell once. Please let Ron open the door. She heard the door click and her hopes fell as she saw Kim's father open the door.

"Hello, Bonnie, this is a surprise. Kim is in the kitchen; would you like to come in?"

"Thank you Mr. Possible, but Ron invited me over."

"Ah, okay, well he is in the kitchen with Kimmie. By they way Bonnie, I hear that you and he are an item now. He is like a son to me. Don't make me give you a speech like I do to the boys that come to date Kimberly Anne."

Bonnie saw something in his eyes that reinforced his statements. Must be a dad thing, some boys just want to leave me alone after they meet him. "No, Sir. Yes, Sir. I mean that I care for him and don't want to see him hurt in any way."

"Great to hear," he said chipperly. "We have cookies today. Chocolate chip ones at that. Scrumdeliumptious."

"Uh, thank you." Bonnie hurried to the kitchen, where she knew that there would be at least one friendly face.

The smell of cookies assailed her sense of smell as she approached the kitchen, but when the door was open it hit her in the face like a wet towel. She closed her eyes and breathed in deep. "Bon-Bon!"

As she heard his voice, she opened her eyes and felt like the universe was new again. All of a sudden she was in his arms looking into his brown eyes, breathing in his scent. "Hey Ron-Ron, I missed you."

"I missed you also," he said as he kissed her lightly on the lips. She closed her eyes and started returning the kisses.

The scene was interrupted by, "AHEM."

"Sorry, Mrs. Dr. P it's just that I haven't seen her in…"

"About two hours. Ron, its okay, I remember what it was like when I met that someone special. Just don't block the door next time okay? Bonnie, would you like some cookies also?"

"Please, Dr. Possible. I remember how well they sell at the squad's bake sale."

Kim's mother beamed at the compliment and put some more onto the plate at the center of the table. She pulled a glass off of the shelves and placed it on the table next to the milk carton for her. "Help yourself; the next batch should be out in about five minutes."

Ron pulled out a chair next to his and she sat down and he helped it forward for her. She watched Kim's eyes grow larger and saw her jaw relax when she saw this. "Thank you, Ron-Ron."

"Any time, Bon-Bon," he said, kissing her cheek before sitting himself.

Bonnie poured herself half a glass of milk and took a cookie. "Hi, Kim."

"Hello, Bonnie," her cheer rivals name still dripped with frozen crystals.

Ron looked at Kim with a confused face. "KP, remember what we talked about?"

"Sorry, it's kind of hard to totally switch gears all of a sudden."

"Don't worry, Kim. I know what you mean. This weekend is almost like a dream, a very pleasant one, but a dream none the less. I am still the same Bonnie, but I do have a different outlook." She took Ron's hand in hers under the table, "And a new reason to make sure I keep it."

"I understand, but…"

"You don't have to say it, I know. I have some one that has claimed the spot in line behind you for what's left."

Ron looked between the two girls in confusion. Just then Kim's mom set down the tray of cookies. "Here you go the last batch. I need to go take the twins to practice. Good to see you again, Bonnie." With that she left the teens alone in the kitchen.

The only sound was of cookies being eaten. The three of them were looking at each other closely. "This is awkweird," spoke up Kim.

"I know. Three days ago none of this would have happened. But things have changed and here we are."

"Glad you didn't say that we were friends, Bonnie."

"I know we aren't, Kim. If that happens it will be later, for right now we can be civil though. There are some things that I need to talk to you about tomorrow dealing with cheer squad business."

"Shoot," said Ron, giving her what attention of his that she didn't already have.

"Sorry, baby, but it is female only cheer squad things."

Kim picked up the hint, "Ron, why don't you take some cookies to my dad. He's probably in his office."

Ron perked up, "Sure, no problem, KP."

Ron gathered some cookies onto a napkin and went through the doors. Kim caught Bonnie looking at his rear as he left. "Enjoy the show?"

Bonnie sighed, "Yes, very much so. Thank you."

"For what?"

"Training him to follow instructions so well."

Kim snorted to keep from laughing. "So what is this business that you need to talk to me about?"

"Kim, you are head cheer leader. You run the squad in practice and all. But I am the social leader outside of that. Ron is going to catch hell tomorrow for being with me. I have organized the squad to help prevent that. It is nothing bad or physical. The opposite actually. Just if anything happens to Ron, don't be so affectionate to Josh. Thats all that you have to do. The rest of the squad will be a wall of ice."

"What are you talking about, Bonnie?"

"I have let it be known on the grapevine that if anything happens to Ron that no one in the cheer squad will be... affectionate to their boyfriends."

"What?"

"Don't look so surprised. We have done it before. You were just off doing your thing that we didn't tell you. So this time you know."

"Guess the old Bonnie is in there."

"She still has a consulting role."

Ron came back into the room. "So that is how things are going?" asked Kim.

"Yes it is."

"So what did I miss?"

"I wanted to bounce the idea of adding a striptease routine to the competition piece. She thought it might be a little to over the top. What do you think?"

Ron's only response was a complete mental shut down and trying to keep his jaw from impacting the tile floor.

"He is just so CUTE when he does that," said Bonnie as she guided him to a chair.

"She is just kidding you, Ron."

"Oh, okay."

Bonnie's cell rang, she looked at the screen, "I need to take this. One moment."

She kissed Ron on the cheek and stood up. "Hello," she answered as she went out the back door.

"Okay Tara what's the sitch?" Oh no, I am starting to talk like Kim now.

"I called everyone and they are all cool with it..."

"Except what. I know by your voice."

"Jen Jen. She isn't sure. Seems that she has something planned for this weekend and..."

"Hang loose, let me call her and find out. Talk to you in a minute."

Bonnie ended the call and pulled up Jen's number.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Jenkins, this is Bonnie Rockwaller, is Jennifer available?"

"Yes, just a minute Bonnie. She is on the way to the phone."

"Bonnie?"

"Yes, Jen, it's me. It clear to talk?"

"Yeah, Mom just hung up."

"Good, what's this about you planning something special with Tom this weekend that will jeopardize cheer squad unity?"

"Bonnie, it's not like that. Tom broke up with me yesterday, and Fred wants me to go up to his parents cabin on Mount Middleton."

"On Saturday?"

"Yes, on Saturday, maybe Friday night if I can get a good story in on my parents."

"You are going to stay at my place so we can work on the moves for the routine."

"Thanks, Bonnie."

"Anytime, thats what I am here for. So why did Tom break up with you?"

"When he found out that Tara kicked Brick to the curb..."

"He decided to dump you and go for her. Don't worry, she will make sure it doesn't happen."

"Thanks Bonnie. Soo, is he worth all of this?"

"One, he is cheer squad since he is the mascot. So on that front we should have done this a long time ago. Two, yes. Yes, he is, and so much more. I got to go and update Tara. Ciao."

Bonnie ended the call and speed dialed Tara. "Okay this is the thing. She is with, or wanting to get with Fred this weekend. If this doesn't work by Friday, then we will be on another plan anyway. Tom dumped her when she heard you dropped Brick. So, if you don't mind..."

"Don't worry about that, Bonnie. Tom is NOT my type."

"Then we are frosty. Talk to you later. And remember we are going shopping tomorrow after practice. Monique showed me the hottest shorts yesterday at Club Banana and she is holding two pair for us in black."

"Cool. Talk to you later Bonnie."

Bonnie sighed as she holstered her cell and walked back inside. I love it when a plan comes together.