Disclaimer: Why do we need to post this? Huh? HUH? Sorry. I don't own it…
Author's Note: This is set after So The Drama, but Kim and Ron are still figuring out their relationship.

Kim Possible and her sidekick and best friend, Ron Stoppable, edged around the shark pit. They then made their way through the place, dodging lasers and jumping over pirhana filled streams. The two crime fighters finally came upon what they had come for.

"All right, Wade, we've found it. Now what?"
"Okay, Kim. I'll talk you through how to get it free without directly touching…RON, DON'T TOUCH—"

BOOM! A bomb went off two feet from where they were standing.
"Oops. I wasn't supposed to pick it up, was I?"
The red head glared at her sheepish sixteen-year-old best friend.

"No, not exactly. Let's go, before something else bad happens."
Rubble began to rain down on their heads. Ron cast a look at his friend. "Not a word," she muttered, and Kim and Ron quickly dashed out of there. Using a shield Wade had given them in the form of a watch, they managed to make it out of the pyramid without much external damage. Kim handed the artifact to the scientist.

"It's here."
"Thank you so much, Kim Possible! Let me give you and your friend a ride home."
Scientist Gary Simon said happily. Soon, Kim and Ron were on a plane heading back to Middleton.

"KP?"

Kim glanced over at Ron.

"Mm-hmm?"
Ron shifted in his seat.

"Well, I was thinking…"
Kim raised an eyebrow.

"You were thinking? Wow, I'll call the press," she teased him. Ron rolled his eyes at her before continuing.

"I was thinking that maybe we could go to a movie tonight."
Kim smiled.

"Are you asking me out on a date, Ron Stoppable?"
Poor Ron Stoppable flushed and nodded. Kim smiled more.
"Okay."
Ron grinned.
"A boo-yah!"
"Boo-yah!"
Rufus added for good measure.

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Sierra was in a crisis mode. It was her against a pleading monkey ninja...and the monkey ninja was winning.
"No, Sampson, I cannot make you a banana split now. No, don't give me those eyes!"

"…"

"UGH! Fine!"
Sierra stomped off to the kitchen with a monkey ninja trailing after her. She had been babysat by Monkey Fist about six times already, so she knew her way around, and she could already talk to the monkey ninjas without difficulty. And she already knew that all of the monkey ninjas loved banana splits, so she knew that every one of the thirty monkey ninjas would be waiting in the kitchen for a split; somehow, the monkeys had a wire system of sorts to alert everyone when a banana split was in the making. That part she hadn't figured out yet.

"The monkey eyes again?"
Sierra glanced up briefly to look at her babysitter and then scowled and nodded, continuing to pour ice cream into bowls. Monkey Fist's mouth jerked up at the side in a slight smirk.

"You still haven't learned to resist it yet? Or is it that you like making banana splits for my monkey ninjas?"
Sierra glared at her babysitter.

"Yeah, I love to make 'em so much that I made you one."
Monkey Fist's eyes lit up.

"Really?"
"Really, really."
Sierra pushed a bowl over, and in no time, the banana split was being devoured. She rolled her eyes and finished handing out the last of them. Just as she was about to leave, the doorbell rang. Monkey Fist looked up. He had long ago fired Bates, and he doubted that one of the monkey ninjas could answer the door, let alone reach it…Sierra shook her head at Monkey Fist's look.

"I am staying right here."
Monkey Fist scowled at her. She was truly Shego's child. He grudgingly set down his unfinished banana split and made his way to the door, putting on shoes and gloves as he went. You could never know who would knock at doors these days. Monkey Fist pulled open the door.

"Yes?"
He asked. Now, this had first intended to come out in a grumpy manner, but with the sight in front of him, it would have been nearly impossible to do so.

In Monkey Fist's opinion, standing in front of him in the door way was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. With pale, smooth skin and strikingly black hair, she seemed like a doll that was in no danger of being broken. She had bright green eyes like sparkling emeralds. She wore a business top with a tie, and skirt that reached to just below her knees. Her eyelids were dashed with just a hint of dark navy eyeshadow. She held a briefcase and wore black glasses, not too big so that they looked dorky, either.

"Lord Fiske? My name is Rose. I have heard that Monkey Fist resides here. And I have come to see about the rumors. I am also a kung fu master, and have heard about skills Monkey Fist has."
Monkey Fist raised an eyebrow and opened the door wider.

"Do come in."

Rose stepped in and Monkey Fist let her walk ahead of him. Sierra snickered from her hiding place in an open vent.

"Ooh, Monkey Fist has a girlfriend…OUCH!"
Monkey Fist slammed the vent in her face. Sierra scowled, rubbing her nose. "I have a way out, ya know!" She shook her fist and tried to conjure up black flames. They died out. "I HAVE A LAWYER!" No one listened. Sierra sniffed indignantly and sat back.

Monkey Fist led Rose down a corridor and they sat down.

"You wish to know who Monkey Fist is?"
Rose nodded. Monkey Fist took off his gloves and shoes.
"I am Monkey Fist."

Author's Notes: You'll find out why Rose really wanted to know about Monkey Fist next chapter...Please review!
Sasha: Mhmm, review! Or I'll hunt you down with a mallet! And Shego can help me.
Shego: >:)