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Don't Touch My Monkey... - Chapter 2
Somewhere in the Great White North…
"How can you continueto say that Shego; not even you could figure out my evilest, my greatest plan, and yet Kim Possible and… grrr, that 'say my name, say my name' buffoon, the Stoppable boy, still defeated me!"
In yet another secret lair, high in the mountains of Canada, a whining Dr. Drakken paced to and fro, his fingers clenched in the air for extra drama. He was just coming to the end of a wailing rant.
Shego sat near him, busily filing her nails, which had become ragged during their stay at the Middleton County lock-up. As they were being transferred to a maximum security federal prison, she had struck, allowing her and her boss to escape. Fleeing to Canada was no problem, after Shego used her power blasts to cause a speeding sports car to stop.
"You're sorta cute, but I just need a ride… a car ride." She purred to her victim, promptly knocking out the scared driver, swiping the vehicle.
"You did good evil, for once, Dr. D., actually evil…" Shego groaned. "It's the boy. He always does just the right thing to help Princess to save the day. I mean did you see him throw that EMP gun to Possible? He, his head being stepped on by a synthodrone, still managed a perfect toss! Kimmikins just stuck her hand out, then whamm-o! And then his icky little mole rat sealed the win. They can't be beat when they're together."
Drakken stopped abruptly, one eyebrow arched.
"It's like, on the outside, he's just a goofy teen-age whiner…" Shego continued, "… but on the inside, there's something else. And did you see the way Possible looked at him while we were being arrested? I'm surprised the little geek didn't melt. Kim the hussy, whoda thunk it?"
The Doctor's body twitched violently.
"I bet some teen-age dreams were fulfilled that night…" smirked the green lady. "I bet they're still… fulfilling…"
"Arrg! Shego!" Drakken shrieked. "How could I have missed it? Snap!"
"What now, Dr. D?" she deadpanned.
"I used the wrong evil ploy! Oh, my, how could I have been so… whacked! Shego, my plan was flawless, except for one single fact! My made to order hottie failed to separate Team Possible! They were still there for each other in the end, she wasn't whining over the loss of 'her Eric' …" began Drakken. "… her spirit wasn't demolished from falling for my drone!"
"And he wasn't crying in the corner over his best girl falling for another… guy!" Shego exclaimed. "Dr. D, you might be onto something here…"
"Word!" Drakken cried, pointing into the air. Shego's smile brightened.
"Shego, I need you to get something for me…" he sinisterly sneered.
Middleton, USA...
The foursome were at Brick's house, poolside. Monique clung to her boyfriend's neck, he walking her into the sloped '5 ½ deep' area of the big in-ground pool/hot tub combo.
Brick's Dad was a local stockbroker, and quite good at his trade. With just him and Brick to support, he was able to enjoy some of the finer things.
'… Bricky, ya gotta work hard, play tough, and rest easy…' he always said. He spoiled Brick a bit, but was a good dad when all was said and done.
Monique's bikini-clad body was pressed against Brick's trunked torso, and it was all good.
"You're going too deep, big boy…" she cautioned him.
"Nah, it's only up to my shoulders, Mo-Mo..." He wrapped his meaty forearm under her bottom, picking her up like a child, her short legs unwittingly parting, curling around his waist, hugging. Her head was now almost level with his, giving her a safer feeling in the deep water. "I gotcha."
"Yeah, well, we can stop here. I don't wanna go any deeper." She replied, smiling. "Besides, this is a warm spot."
"Ok, babe…" Brick replied, halting. "You wanna go under? Real quick?"
He had been giving her swimming lessons, and he knew her biggest fear was not water, but having her head underwater.
"Ok… but don't you think about not holding me. I want some pressure coming from those arms." She smiled.
He grinned back, pulling tight. "Hold yer breath…"
He jumped, his weight pulling them under. His feet reconnected with the bottom, pushing back up quickly.
"Whoa…" Monique gasped, pushing her loose, wet, curling hair from her eyes. "That is so freaky."
"… Cannonball!" shouted Ron, coming off the diving board, hands grabbing his knees, splashing into the water at a perfect angle.
A wave washed over Brick and Monique, causing her to splutter.
"Ron! You monkey!" Monique shouted. "You're gonna pay for that when I get back on dry land!"
"Hnk-haa…" a white tinted Rufus sqeaked, "…double-trouble!" pointing from his rocking float in the far shallow end. Kim had spread sun-block all over his naked body to protect his bare skin, and he had his sunglasses and cabana hat on.
Monique followed his paw, seeing Kim jump up on the diving board. The redhead ran down the plank, bouncing high into the air, curling, doing a twisting back-flip before re-facing them, palms across her knees, shouting mirthfully.
"CANNONBALL!"
A smaller tidal wave broke on Brick's back, him having turned to shield Monique. He turned back, smirking.
"Kim Possible!" Monique harshed. "You will pay for that, you little Brat-tina !"
"Gotcha…" Kim joshed, "…couldn't resist. Besides, it's not like you don't have a lifeguard near…" Kim stated, floating over to Ron, who was hanging onto the side of the pool. She hung onto his spare shoulders, her body molding to his.
Monique had noticed some differences in her girl Kim since Team Possible's return from Japan, an all that went on, two weeks ago. Take for instance Kim's new bathing suit...
Kim had never been one for bathing suits, preferring to wear her athletic one piece. A week or so after returning, Kim had called her.
"Hey girl. What's up?" Monique asked.
"Let's go to the mall. I need to get a bathing suit." Kim offered.
"A bathing suit? What's a matter, tired of your mid-rift being pale?" Monique bugged.
"Sort of… I just wanna get something new… different." Kim replied, laughing.
"So we goin' to the sporting goods store, or Club Banana?" Monique wondered, her eyebrows arched.
"Club Banana." Kim replied shyly.
"Meet you in twenty, my hoochie-honey …" Monique answered, hanging up, excited.
The pair met up and went to the mall, heading for their fave store, Club Banana, where Monique worked part-time.
"Girl, I have done my research. Try this on…" Monique said, pulling a suit off the rack in the back room of the store.
"Moni, this top is…" Kim halted, staring at the spaghetti string bikini top, the two triangles of coverage staring back.
"I know… " Monique raved, "Ron will love it."
"This isn't about him…" Kim openly lied, smiling.
"Yeah. And these low rider boy shorts… he won't even notice." Monique deadpanned, looking Kim in the eye.
"Do you think he'll like it?" Kim asked, giving in.
"Go try it on." Monique smiled. "I know my fashion. And Ron."
Ron had noticed. Days later, Monique and Kim exited from the changing room at Brick's house.
Monique always wore a two-piece, and was used to Ron's eyes glancing at her. He was a guy. All guys do that, given the sitch.
So used to it in fact, she noticed it missing, as he took in Kim and Kim alone.
"Ah, yeah… looking at Swim's kimsuit…" The blond boy breathed, drinking in the sight of his girl.
"…dude…" Brick hummed, standing next to him.
"Shut up, dude. Look at Monique…" Ron ordered, deadpan. His eyes locked on Kim's body, roving.
"Riiiight…" Brick said, averting his eyes, yet still glancing sideways at Kim.
"Gonna take me for a swim?" Monique giggled, noticing both her boy's eyes, yet happy the suit she had picked out received the desired effect.
"Sure will…" Brick said, eyes in pong mode between her and Kim, leading her down the pool stairs, into the water. He leaned down to whisper to his girl.
"Mo, you set Kim up…"
"Yeah…" Monique whispered back, "…time for home-girl to start usin' what God gave her. Now, eyes on the prize, boy… " she continued, pulling his chin to face her.
"No problem…" Brick replied, eyeing her body, "…you got… better... stuff."
"Good save…" Monique countered, smirking at Brick.
"Ron…" Kim called, smirking. "Up here. Eyes…"
"Oh, yeah, I'm right here, KP… man you look great." Ron replied, scooping his chin up hastily.
Kim had on a tiny, yet dignified, pink bikini top, so she told herself, along with a tight pair of low-rise boy short bottoms. White. Daringly white. It covered her, but tempted to spur the male imagination.
"Man, KP, that's a… nice suit." Ron smiled, his hands reaching out reflexively.
"Ron..." Kim quietly blushed, watching his eyes eat her as he held her forward. "… you've seen me in less."
"Yeah, KP, but there's somethin' about a bikini…bon diggity!" he slurped, mock drooling. Kim giggled, blushing sweetly.
Monique had noticed other things, too; Kim was being more open about her 'touchy-feely' actions with Ron in public. She had actually seen Kim slide her hand in Ron's back pocket while they were walking in the mall. And it didn't seem to bother Ron a bit.
And when they went into action… well. That was interesting too.
The kids had taken a day trip to Old Town, and had witnessed a purse-snatching, right in front of them. As the crook sprinted towards them, Kim had barked into action.
"Ron!"
The boy cupped his hands, squatting, ape-like. Kim placed her foot in his hands, and together they launched her into the air, flipping. Ron then jumped in the crooks path, waving his hands, moving like a very quick goofball, stopping him, the crook distracted.
Suddenly he stopped, smirking at the robber.
"Buh-bye…" he said, eyes looking up, fake waving.
Kim slammed down on the bad guy, flooring him, simultaneously kicking the purse into Ron's waiting hands. People cheered as Ron returned the purse and Kim handed the guy over to the police.
Their moves made anything the cheer team had ever come up with look like a Pre-K ballet recital. And it all took about ten seconds.
"Jeeze, Stopps, you tossed her fifteen feet up! Dude!" awed Brick.
"Hnk-haa, oh yeah!" Rufus shot proudly from Brick's shoulder.
"Naaaa, man, you got it all wrong. Kim pushed off. No big." Ron replied to his buds.
"Kim, you and Ron timed that perfectly. Girl, that was awesome!" Monique exclaimed.
"Well, we've been working together for while now…" Kim shrugged. "Ron and I think alike."
"I'll say." Monique said flatly. "Hey, I think that news guy over there wants to take your picture."
"Cool! Stand here with us and you'll get your picture in the paper!" Ron said excitedly, grinning. "Come on, it's badical! Be sure and tell him your names though. Those newsies don't do well with names…"
Back at the pool, Monique was still simmering at her friends.
"You both are lucky that a nice person like Brick was here to keep me from drownin'!" she chided.
"Oh, Brick, yer my hero…" Ron mimicked, falsetto, then got groovin. "I'm a hero, not a zero…" he repeated, rapping.
Kim's head bobbed in time, cocky.
Brick moved Monique next to the ladder, which she fastened herself onto tightly. He turned to the heroes, taking up a phony muscle man pose, made funnier by his big body.
"You have dishonored the princess…" Brick started, mimicking an actor turned governor, "…I, Conan, will now avenge her. Prepare to die."
"Go get 'em, warrior boy." Monique hissed.
His big wings made a massive tidal splash, aiming it at the pair.
"Whoa…" Ron breathed.
"So whoa." Kim muttered back, taking Ron under to avoid the wall of water coming their way.
They looked at each other underwater, not even registering the water crashing above them.
'Just coincidence, I guess…' Kim thought, her eyes meeting Ron's, flashing.
Ron nodded. 'Has to be. There's no way…'
They surfaced, serious looks on their faces.
Brick noticed, quaterbacking. "Hey, sorry guys, I was just playin'…"
Ron instantly went goofball. "No worries there, uh, Conan…it's all good. Just put the arms down, and back away from the water, slowly…"
"As if…" Kim growled, relived. "Ron and I don't give up. I call… chicken fights."
"Oh, you are so on, Red!" squeaked Monique, smirking. "We'll even move to the real shallow part, to make up for y'alls height dis-advantage."
"You callin' me short, curly sue?" Ron replied, funning on her wet curly hair.
"Sure am, shaggy…" Monique shot back, referring to his ultra-messy wet locks. She stuck her tongue out at him.
"I can take the wee-man…" Brick snorted, lifting Monique up to his shoulder. She swung her leg over his head, clamping her calves under his arms.
"Boo-yah!" she cried, ready.
Kim and Ron swam to the shallow end, joined bythe towering Brique monster.
Rufus stood up on his float, acting as referee.
Ron dunked himself under, Kim climbing on his shoulders as he stood back up. Kim's legs wrapped sharply under his arms, her body riding high on Ron's shoulders, claws out.
Rufus brought them together, hands waving.
"…hmmm, rules…" he stated. "… eh, no rules. Fight!" he cried, bringing his paws together.
The pairs latched onto each other, Brick not using his full strength, and Kim not using any skills. Ron dared not using any Power, of course. Monique, however, fought like a tiger.
"Your mine, Possible!" she screamed happily, grabbing onto her friend, tussling.
"Bring it, girlie…" Kim growled, fighting back girlishly, not worrying over her form.
Suddenly, Brick locked his legs into Ron's, bringing them all down.
Kim spluttered, standing up. "Tie!"
"Tie my eye! That was a takedown!" Monique cried, latching on to Brick's outstretched arm, climbing back up to his shoulders like a chimp on a tree.
"Round two…" Brick said to Ron, his eyebrow arched, enjoying being climbed on.
"Poor us…" Ron smirked, before going under, letting Kim get on top of him.
As he rose, Ron rolled his neck around, settling in. He rubbed slowly against her center. The unexpectedcontact caused Kim to shudder inwardly, dropping her arms for a second.
Monique noticed and took advantage, grabbing Kim's arms, pushing her to the side. Brick read his girl, moving forward. Ron and Kim fell, splashing.
"My Man!" Monique yelled, holding both of Brick's thick fists up in the air triumphantly.
"Winner!" cried Rufus, hanging on to his rocking float with one paw, pointing at Monique and Brick.
Ron pulled Kim up. "What happed, KP?"
"Nothing…" she replied, grabbing him, giving him a good kiss for no good reason.
"Wait a minute!" Monique shouted, hands on her hips. "You don't get a kiss for losin'! Cease the lip-lock!"
The heroes parted, grinning at her. "Anything's possible for a Possible…" Kim said sweetly, her fingers in Ron's hair.
Later that night, Kim, alone in her room at thecomputer, hunting Drakken. Shenoticed Monique show up on her friends list. Like clockwork, her instant messenger popped up.
2good4uBboy: hey girl! What r u up 2?
princess007: moni! ;) nuttin, just chillin like a villain. U?
2good4uBboy: same – saw u at the pool 2day…
princess007: what?
2good4uBboy: sitting on RS's shoulders is nice isn't? ;)
princess007: MONI! :o U r terrible! As if!
2good4uBboy: Right :P and I just beat you at chicken fights…
princess007: … I beat you later…
2good4uBboy: so not the point, K. no wonder it took u 2 so long 2 hook up
princess007: shut up! … he just caught me off guard, that's all
2good4uBboy: he caught u alright, smack on the muffin
princess007: MONIQUE!
2good4uBboy: ... :-)
princess007: … ur right… it surprised me… it felt 2 good
2good4uBboy: do tell… I WOULDN'T KNOW
princess007: Moni?
2good4uBboy: o nuthin… u r so lucky, girl. U mess up what u got and I'll beat ur butt myself!
princess007: u and Brick not doing well? Seemed all good today…
2good4uBboy: nah, we r good… I'm just jellin on u a little OK?
Princess007: ok… don't worry moni, U and brick are good together. Just hang in there. Is he still moving to slow 4 u?
2good4uBboy: did u see his hands at the pool? Heck no, he's speeded up nicely! ;)
princess007: that's good, isn't it? Why go all jel?
2good4uBboy: I'm not all jel. And I luv that u and RS got together… u r so in love…
princess007: oh… Don't worry Moni, u'll find yours. It takes awhile… trust me
2good4uBboy: I know… just let me jel a little, Ok? ;)
princess007: ... :P OK… gonna go nite-nite… hang in there. Me and Ron luv you. :)
2good4uBboy: thanx. So how bout I borrow RS tonite? You can watch… ;P
princess007: !MONIQUE! wrong-sick!
Kim slept restlessly that night.Dreams of Ron and her together intertwined with dreams of a dark nature, of herself bound tightly, an edge at her throat, the end near. She woke each time, shudderinga different way.
After the fifth dream exchange, Kim awoke sensing the Kimmunicator vibrating on the nightstand, in sleep mode.
"Uh, Wade… ?" she said, tiredly.
"No KP, it's me." Ron's face glowed from the screen. "You havin' bad dreams?"
"Yes!" Kim hushed, alert. "You too?"
"No, I just kept on waking up…" Ron replied. "…ah, kinda hot in my room…"
Kim explained her dreams to Ron.
"Weird…" Ron breathed. "KP, I think I control the 'switch' to our thought sharing… I was kinda dream -ah, thinking about you before I fell asleep. MaybeI turned it on..."
"Well, turn it off for sleep time, Ronny, I gotta get my beauty rest." Kim smiled, feeling better knowing her Ron shared her feelings.
"No you don't. You've gotten more than enough already…" Ron joshed, "… I'm sorry KP, I don't know how to turn it off. I'll stop thinking… about you, anyways. I don't know aboutyour other dream. I think that's all you. We can ask Sensei about it in the a.m., if ya want. I'll come over first thing, we'll have breakfast too. Cool?"
"Very cool. Night, Ronny, love you..." Kim smiled warmly.
"… love you too, KP, Don't let the bed bugs bite; that's my job. Night."
end - Will Monique tame the green-eyed beast inside her? Has Kim become a hoochie? What about the dark dreams? Drakken thinks he's got a better plan then the Diablo's, is he right? Does Shego need to have her nails professionally done? Tune in next time for answers to those questions and more! Forshizzel my Shizzego!