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Chapter 7: The Prom

Tara was walking down the halls of Middleton High. The prom would be in three days, and she'd already picked out a dress that would knock Josh's socks off. She made her way to Josh's locker, while heading for cheer practice, so that they could finalize their plans.

She became furious when she saw Josh talking to another girl.

Hold up, Tara, she thought, I mean, he's just talking with her. Nothing wrong with that. It's not like he's—

Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw Josh do what she feared he'd do. He kissed the other girl! NOW Tara was mad!

"Josh," Tara shouted, "what…do…you…think…you're…doing!"

"Tara," Josh said in shock, "I can explain…we were just…uh…"

"I know perfectly well what's happening here!" she answered, "CONCETER YOURSELF DUMPED!"

Tara ran off crying. She didn't care about cheer practice anymore. She didn't care about anything. She just needed some place where she could dump all her sorrows. She didn't even see Felix—her eyes were so full of tears.

"Tara, what's wrong?" he asked.

"You were right, Felix," Tara said through her tears, "Josh was seeing another girl behind my back. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you."

"Tara," he said, gently taking her hand, "It's not your fault."

"Is so!"

"No…it's not," he paused (Tara could swear he was bracing himself), "It's his fault; no one else's. He's going to realize what a smart, kind, caring, and beautiful person you are, and regret ever taking you for granted for the rest of his life. In my mind, because of this, Josh is nothing but a loser."

"You're such a good friend," Tara said, wiping the tears off her face and wrapping her arms around his neck, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

—Prom night—

Ron couldn't see what the big was. Why was he so worried about this? He always went to school dances with Kim. But this time it'd be an official date!

"Go," Rufus encouraged Ron.

Ron rang the doorbell and Kim's mom answered it.

"Come in, Ron," she said cheerfully, "Kim, Ron's here!"

"I'll be down in a minute," Kim called back.

"Go on and sit down, Ron," the older Possible woman said.

"Thanks, Mrs. Dr. P," Ron said, sitting down.

Kim couldn't see what the big was. Why was she so worried about this? She always went to school dances with Ron. But this time it'd be a real date! She had taken hours to find the exact right look to go with her prom dress. And, even now, she wasn't sure. Ron's arrival only frazzled her more. She settled for her current look and walked downstairs.

"Ready or not, here I come," Kim said.

God, please let him like my attire, she prayed.

Ron stood up and turned, so that he could see Kim walk down the stairs. He eyes widened when he saw her. She was wearing a bright red, v-neck dress with incredibly thin straps over her shoulders (revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath the dress). The skirt of the dress ended halfway down her thighs, but had v-shaped "cut-outs" on the sides revealing even more of her long, slender legs. She wore the same red bracelets and earrings that she wore on their first date. Her deep red lips and eye shadow made her brilliant green eyes seem to just pop out. It toke all the self control in Ron to keep from drooling as he extended the single red rose in his hand to Kim.

"Thank you," Kim said, taking the rose, "Do you like the dress."

Ron nodded.

"Let's ride," Kim said, "Could you get my jacket?"

As Ron did, Kim's dad said to him, "Have Kimmie home by midnight, or…"

"Black hole deep. Got it, Mr. Dr. P."

By the time they reached the school, Ron had managed to regain his composer, only to lose it again after Kim removed her jacket and revealed her splendor once again.

Settle, Ron Man, he thought, just ask her to dance a get things underway.

"KP," he said, finding his voice to be a bit hoarse, "would you like to…dance."

"Let's see: I'm at the Prom, where music is playing, with my boyfriend. Let me think about it—YES!"

Feeling very stupid, Ron nervously put his left hand just above her hip. He took her left hand in his right as she put her free hand on his shoulder. His heart raced at the sudden physical contact between the two of them.

Ron regained control as they started dancing. He was a decent dancer, and he enjoyed dancing. Kim was at his mercy. It wasn't that Kim was a bad dancer; it's just that he always took control whenever they danced. And the best part was, she let him take control.

It seemed like forever before they stopped to rest. They took a few minutes to rest, have some punch, and talk. Ron was examining the finer parts of the decorations to keep from staring at Kim's "features".

"Ron, have you heard a word I've been saying?" she asked.

"'And Joss was all like, "I can't believe this, cousin!" And I was all like, "You'd better believe it." And she was all like, "Are you two going to get married?" And I said, "Not yet. It's to early to be thinking about that."' Close quote," he answered, "How can you talk that fast without fainting?"

Kim simply smiled and kissed Ron on the cheek. That's when she saw a familiar face.

"Hi, Tara," Kim said.

"Hello, Kim. Hey, Ron," she answered with absolutely no enthusiasm.

"Something wrong, Tara?" Ron asked.

"I might as well tell you: I broke up with Josh," Tara said, "I'd rather not tell you why. Not right now, that is."

"So you're here all alone," Kim said, then a thought crossed her mind, "You know, I think I could spare my boyfriend for a dance or two. You can dance with Ron if you'd like."

"You sure you'd be okay with that, KP?" Ron asked.

"Yeah."

"Tara, would you like to?" he asked.

"Sure," Tara said, "But just once."

After the two walked away a familiar voice said, "Hey, Kim. Want some punch? You looked thirsty."

Kim looked at Josh and was suspicious of him.

Don't be so paranoid, she told herself and took the punch.

"Sure, Josh," she said.

"Look who Ron is dancing with," Josh said.

If he was expecting Kim to explode right there, he was disappointed, "Tara. I know. I suggested it."

"Would it be okay if you shared a dance with me?" he asked.

"No. I'd rather spare my feet the pain," she replied.

Josh finally took the hint and walked away. Kim downed the punch in a flash. After finishing their dance, Ron and Tara walked over to her.

"Thanks, guys," Tara said, "You're good friends."

"You're welcome," Kim said, then she turned to Ron, "I think Felix is putting a slow song on the track now."

Without a word, Ron led her onto the dance floor. She brought her arms around his neck and rested them on his shoulders as he gently held her waist. Kim felt herself tire as they swayed to the music. She was just resting in Ron's warm arms. Slowly, they brought their faces closer and closer. Soon, they'd be kissing. Kim was so focused on closing the few precious inches between her lips and Ron's, that she didn't hear the music stop.

"Attention, scweebs and scweebettes," a familiar voice said, "I interrupt this prom to get revenge on Ron Stoppable!"

Kim turned and saw that Gill had sprayed muck on Felix's wheelchair. It kept him from using the cyber-robotic enhancements to apprehend the mutant. Ron charged at Gill, trying to land a punch on him, but Gill just kicked him down and shoved him into the "DJ station" Felix had set up.

Kim gave a swift jump kick, but Gill grabbed her legs and threw her down. While she was trying to get back up, Gill bent some metal off of the "DJ station" into a cuff around Ron's ankle, holding him in place. Kim tried kicking Gill's side, but the kick was only half as powerful as she thought it would be. She looked at her leg in shock, as if it were a malfunctioning robot.

"Looks like those muscle relaxers Makney slipped in your punch are taking effect," Gill said, smiling evilly.

"What?" Kim said, but was silenced by a slash at her midriff.

Gill made several slashes after that. Kim blocked some of them, but her blocks were slow and weak. A final slash to her face made Kim collapse on the floor.

"Hey," she heard Josh say, "Don't mess her up to much, Gill. I'd like to have my fun while she's still conscious."

"Fine, Mankey," Gill said while pinning Kim down with his foot.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"Don't you get it, Stoppable?" Josh said, "Kim isn't leaving here a virgin. If she leaves alive, that is."

Ron looked ready to murder Josh. He fought to get free, but Gill's makeshift cuff was just too tight.

"MONKEY, if you touch her, I'll kill you!" Ron shouted.

"You're not in a position to do anything, Ronnie," Gill said, turning away from Kim (obviously he didn't want to watch).

Kim struggled with all the strength she could, but she couldn't stop Josh from tearing her dress and pilfer what didn't belong to him.

"Don't worry, Kimmie," he said, "I'll only hurt for a moment, then you'll feel great."

"Get…off…her…bastard!"

It wasn't Ron voice that said that. And it was followed by a swift kick to Josh's face.

Aurora stood tall after kicking Josh. Tara wanted to kick Josh for the past three days, and now she got her wish.

As she grabbed Josh and slammed him into the wall, she said, "Don't treat women like that, Monkey-boy!"

She gave him a swift punch in the face as she continued, "If you want some action tonight, I'll ask the cops to put you in a cell with a guy named "Buh-Buh" so you can be his bitch!"

After she kicked Josh where the sun didn't shine, she heard Gill ask, "Who the Heck are you?"

"Who am I?" Aurora said, "I…am dawn for the fallen, I…am light for those in darkness, I am…the Igniter of Daybreak, I am…Aurora the Mercenary!"

"Eat muck, scweeb!" he said, then he shot muck at her.

She dodged it, and the following six shots, easily. The last shot, she dodged using the backward perky spring. She made it seem like she'd land behind Gill, so he turned to attack her once she hit the ground. But, with a simple weight shift, she landed right on top of him.

She wasn't finished with him yet, so she stepped off him and pulled out her bo. After twirling it, she stood in acombat stance. Gill charged her, slashing with his left hand. She blocked it. He slashed right, and she blocked that as well. He foolishly got his claws locked onto the bo. He struggled to get them free, and that gave Aurora an opening. She fell backwards and kicked him hard in the stomach. This freed him of the bo staff, but also sent him flying into the far wall.

After he regained his composer, Gill charged again. It was with more caution this time. She dodged all be one slash at her left hip. It hurt, but it also made Aurora realize she had to stop playing games. She slammed her bo into Gill's chest, but he grabbed a hold of it.

"I got it now," Gill said, smiling, "Without this bo, you're nothing."

"Goodnight, Gill," Aurora said, and then she punched him in the left temple and knocked him out.

She jumped over the Felix and used her laser focusing powers to remove the muck from his wheelchair.

"Whoa!" Felix said, "Nice trick."

"Can you get that off of Ron?" she asked.

Felix answered by doing so. Ron dashed over to Kim.

"KP, are you all right?" Ron asked frantically, after draping his coat over Kim.

Kim simply said, "Ron, hold me."

He did. Aurora turned and saw Bonnie. Everyone else had cleared out upon seeing Gill.

"Hey, call 911," Aurora said to her, "Kim needs medical attention."

"Right," Bonnie said, and was off like a shot.

"What about you?" Felix said, pointing to the scratches on her side.

"I'll be fine," she said.

"But I could—"

"I'LL BE FINE!" Aurora said, and then she disappeared.

This was a tough one to get out, but it's worth it. A couple things you should know about the next chapter, The Greater Evil: it'll have more characters from the show making appearances, Aurora will be getting involved in one of Kim's missions, and it'll be in before March 5th. Until then, enjoy chapter 7.