Howdy y'all. This short Chappie Two was rumbbling around my brain, and it's horridly slow at work today, so here ya go! Enjoy!
Peace & Love for:
Uncanny R-Man: Cheers mate! Glad yer liking this. Might not be any baddies in this one per say. Conflict, yes; baddies no. And thats all say! I miss the Drak-man too. I'm rolling around a second storyline for the dastardly duo, working title 'Crouching Shego, Hidden Drakken'. Fo Shizzel, my R-Mizzel!
todd fan: you too? its those dang Disney songs! I get the same way whenI watch The Lion King, and Beauty and the Beast. Always when they play their 'falling in love' song. The stories are just so drippy and sweet, then those songs come on and...I'm feeling all verklemp...talk amongst yerselves. ;)
Masau: Hey man, haven't heard from you in a bit. Yeah, I've read Equal Romance by Ayotte. it's very well done! She had a good plot there with the stuck hands thingy.
The Biggest Mission Ever - Chapter 2
The foursome sat in a half-round booth, chomping on some ginormous burgers. All conversation had ended upon the delivery of the sandwiches; hunger took the frontlines.
"Oh my God Ron, this is delicious!" Kim said, around a mouthful of burger. "But I can feel my arteries clogging right now…"
"Mhhh…" Ron replied, "…make sure you eat a French fry in-between bites.
"Why?" Kim quizative nature asked.
"Just do as the man says, trust me…" Monique said, shoving a fry into her mouth. 'He knows food!"
"Yeah, babe, just do it!" Brick affirmed, around a mouthful of burger.
Kim sighed, chewing on the tasty burger. She let Brick refer to her as 'Babe' on the sense that she felt he meant 'Buddy' when he said it. Ron had suggested it, when Monique and Brick started hanging out. But ittweeked her a tad.
"Brick, eww, don't talk with your mouth full." She stated.
Brick arched an eyebrow. "Sorry…" he said, smiling, his mouth still full.
"Ewww…!" both ladies moaned. Ron snorted, smirking around a bite.
Cowboy Joe moseyed up to the table. "How's the eats, partners?" he swaggered, his Texas accent thick. "Ah took 75 percent off the bill! Least ah could do, afta the way you saved mah cattle ranch, little lady!"
"No big. Once Ron figured out where those rattlers were coming from, it was just a matter of plugging the hole." Kim said, nodding to Ron.
"Thanks, pard!" Cowboy Joe leaned down to Ron. "Say, sport, I got a new hot sauce brewin' in the back. You wanna test it fer me?" he asked conspiratorially.
"Does the Pope got a big hat?" Ron exclaimed. "Is it hot?"
"Scorchin', pard." Cowboy replied.
"Really hot?" Ron whispered, awe in his tone.
Cowboy Joe just winked at him, then drew a finger across his throat.
"Bring it ON!" Ron cried. "Bring enough for my friends too!"
"All RIGHT!" Brick shouted, getting a high five from Ron.
"Pays to have friends who save the world, or some livestock every now and then…" Monique added matter of factly.
"Hot sauce? I will not add hot sauce! This burger is already good, and ketchup is all…" Kim began, losing track as Cowboy Joe slid two bubbling bowls in front of them. She got a blank look, and her nose started twitching fiercely. "What. Is. That?" she asked.
"Ah call it mah 'Rattler Venom' picante. Don't that clear yer sinuses, Missy?" Cowboy returned, smiling. "Yeehaw! Dig in kids, there's more if ya need it!"
The four teens sat in slience, all eight eyes on the steaming cauldrons in the table.
"Ron, you're goin' first. If your head doesn't explode, I might try some…" Monique whispered.
"Smells… like Hell would…" Brick said, moving in closer. His eyes began to water from the proximity of the fumes.
"No. No-No. Nope!" Kim said, shaking her head. "And you quit looking at me that way, Ronald Stoppable!"
Ron grinned evilly at his girl and his friends. He picked up the spoon from beside his plate, taking the bun off the top of his burger. As he stuck the spoon into the nuclear powered salsa, his three friends gasped. He scooped out a generous helping, plopping it on his sandwich. His friends breathed in quickly, a collective 'Ahhh…' came forth from their lips. Ron stuck the spoon into the vat again, pulling out a another spoonful. He spread the sauce thick on the burger top.
"Oh dude, man…oh man-dude-man…" came from Brick.
"Dead man walkin'…" said Monique, her voice solemn.
"Ronny no, honey, please…pwitty pweas…" Kim pleaded.
Rufus popped up out of a basket of fries he had been buried in. "Hot Stuff!" he chirped.
Ron thrust out his hands for silence. He picked up his burger, bringing it to his mouth. At the last second, he paused, causing Brick to almost spill his drink.
"I love you guys…" he melodramatically stated, looking each one of his friends in the eye. "…I'll be with you in spirit always."
His piece said; he took a huge bite off the fiery burger. For seconds, the blond just chewed, his eyes shut. Then one eye popped open. Sweat began to bead on his forehead, his facial skin taking on a flaming glow. He swallowed loudly, then took a swig of his Mountain Dew. His face kept getting redder. His other eye popped open, and a look of torment crossed his features.
"Babes, I think he's gonna blow…" Brick whispered.
"Ronny…? Are you Ok?" Kim tenderly asked.
Monique held her napkin up in front of her face.
Ron stood up, turning his head away from the table.
"BURRRRRRRRRRRBBLLLAAAAAAAPPP!" he roared, his belch causing the wagon wheel chandeliers lighting the eatery to wobble.
"BOOYAH!" he shouted. "People, I'm Ok! And you gotta get you sum-a-dat!"
Most of the other diners snickered. Ron was known in Middleton for more than Team Possible.
"…yeehawwww!…" could be heard faintly from the kitchen area.
"Dude, that was totally amazing!" stuttered Brick.
"Absolutely amazing…" spoke Monique, licking her lips.
"Absolutely amazingly gross! RONALD!" Kim squeaked, laughing. "We are in the middle of a restaurant!"
"The people have a right to know, KP! As a future chef, it is my duty to keep John Q. Public informed!" Ron saluted like a soldier.
"Well, thank you chef Ron." Smiled Kim. "Whew! That's it. I can't eat anymore…" She put down a little less than half her burger.
"Hey, I'll eat it…" Brick said, reaching out.
"...ah-ah-ahh, sorry, dude, no go! Bonus girlfriend rule: anything she can't eat, I get first dibs on!" cried Ron. "Look it up!"
Kim rolled her green eyes. "He's right, Brick. Ron always cleans his plate; then he cleans mine."
Brick sighed. "You gonna finish yours, babe?" he asked Monique.
"Damn right I am…now pass the hot sauce!" Monique exclaimed.
The group continued their festivities, eventually getting up, paying their bill, and leaving the restaurant. Brick dropped Kim and Ron off at her house.
"Talk to you tomorrow, baby girl! Call me!" Monique cried out the window of Brick's van.
"Beep me!" Kim shouted back, waving at them pulling away.
"Man. I need to lay down…" moaned Ron, holding his tummy.
"Ron, you turkey. We're gonna go in there, you'll tell me to 'put on any movie you want, Kimmkins',then you will fall asleep halfway through." Kim chided.
"Yes, Miss Possible…" Ron said, mocking James Bond, "but I will be giving out free foot rubs until I do fall out. Maybe you don't want a never-ending foot rub? Hmmm…I wonder if your Mom's home yet, she never turns 'em down…"
"You're forgetting Ron, you said we could talk to Sensei again." Kim said, serious.
"Before of after the foot rub?" Ron asked, grinning.
"Before. Like, now, please and thank you." Kim replied.
"Whoa. You are serious about this KP. Sorry, I was being a goof. Lets go talk to him right now." Ron smiled apologetically, taking her hand.
"Thanks Ron…" Kim smiled, squeezing his hand tightly. "And you're not a goof. You're the best guy a girl could have. Thanks for dinner tonight, by the way." She led him into her house, his freckled cheeks blushing.
In the astral tree house...
'So, you have made a connection already…' Sensei toned, floating in the air like before. 'Never have I heard of the bond taking hold so fast. You are strong in the way of the Monkey, young Stoppable-san.'
'Yeah, ah, yer going all Yoda on me, Sensei. What does it mean?' Ron asked the ancient Master.
'Everythings…Ok, isn't Sensei?' Kim chipped in, pensive.
Sensei closed his eyes for a moment. He nodded. 'Yes, Miss Possible, all is good. How would you like to, along with Stoppable-san, travel to Yamanouchi? There are some things I feel it is time to show both of you.'
Kim and Ron shared a glance. 'I love to show you the school, KP. You'd really like it!' Ron gushed.
'We are on summer break…I'd have to run it by my parents, but yes, and thank you, Sensei. I would like to visit, and hear what you have to tell us.' Kim answered.
'BOOYAH! Takin' my hottie to ninja school to show her off!' cried Ron.
Sensei smiled at his student. Kim's astral self turned pink; she suddenly felt a little awkweird in her Tarzan bikini.
'Ron, I am not arm candy. Not your hottie!' she flared.
'Are too! No takebacks in my mind tree house place!' Ron crossed his arms smugly.
'Sensei we will get back to you on this as soon as we can. Right now, Stoppable-san and I have to go…someone in this mind tree house placeneeds a physical beating…' Kim muttered.
'Don't worry Sensei, if KP makes a move on ya, I got yer back…' Ron mocked.
'I'm certain you do, Stoppable-san. Farewell…' Sensei gave the Peace and Love salute to the teens as he dropped from the tree house.
end- stay tuned for chappie numero tres! It's gonna get saucy, yeah, baby, yeah! THANKS!