I decided to continue this story. I apologize if I took the first chap a little too far. I won't get that involved and detailed again. This is kinda short, and I'm not sure where it's going to go yet. I think I'm going to need to change the title of this entire story, and use "Every Ron's Dream" as just a chapter title. I'm not sure how to make these kind of changes.

Disclaimer: Don't own these wonderful, but slightly warped characters…

Chapter 2

Waking up

It was about one month after the three of them had that wonderful night. It was wonderful, wasn't it?

The young lady had awakened, but wasn't feeling quite… right. Her stomach felt like… She ran to the bathroom, and threw up what was left of her supper last night.

"Ugghh…" Was all she could say. She looked at herself in the mirror, and placed her hand on her stomach, wondering why it had gotten larger. It was then that she realized what was going on. Realizing what her body was going through. Her hand shot to her mouth as she mouthed a single word to her self: "Pregnant"

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Ron had awakened on this morning feeling very refreshed. He felt like it was the best sleep he had ever had.

"This looks it's going to be one BonDiggity Day." Ron said to Rufus, as the little mole rat was waking up. "What shall we do on this wonderful Saturday?"

He thought about calling Kim, but for once he wanted a little alone time. He jumped in the shower, and then dressed in the most comfortable thing he could find, sweat shirt and pants.

The young man with tousled blond hair went down stairs, got a bowl of cereal from the kitchen, and then plopped down on the sofa in front of the TV.

"Boy, I haven't watched Saturday morning cartoons in a long time." Ron said, as he hit power on the remote control.

He didn't pay much attention to the channel he was watching, but he was mildly interested in what he saw. It was a cartoon of a redheaded girl in a hospital gown, with her back to the camera. She was speaking baby talk in a voice he thought he recognized. Turning around slowly, with her head down, the redheaded girl was holding a baby. Her arms extended, lifting the baby higher, and then her face turned up to look into the camera.

"K…Kim?" Ron said quizzically. "Nah…" He rubbed his eyes after placing the cereal bowl on the coffee table. It couldn't be. This was a cartoon. But it was unmistakably a cartoon version of his girlfriend. She smiled a big smile, and said…

"It's a boy, Ron. Our baby boy!"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Ron awoke, sweat running down his forehead, and his hands were gripping his blankets.

Kim Possible woke up on this Saturday morning, feeling rested. She awoke on her own at about 7:45. Her alarm was to go off at 8:00.

"Oh well, may as well get up." She said to herself.

She took a quick shower, blew dry her hair, and left it hanging loose over her shoulders.

Walking down the stairs, something didn't seem quite right. There were clothes strewn all over the place, and what was that? It was a… binky? A babies pacifier?

"What is going on here?" Kim said to herself. She walked the rest of the way downstairs, and as soon as she stepped into the kitchen what she saw, she couldn't believe.

There were two babies in separate high chairs at the table. Ron was standing between the two, wearing nothing but shorts, and a white tank-top. He had what looked like at least three days of beard growth. He was trying to keep the two, obviously twin babies, quiet. He wasn't doing a good job.

"Ron…! W…What is going on? Why are you feeding babies here in my mothers kitchen?"

"Kim? Are you OK?" Ron said, scooping a spoonful of what looked like mashed bananas into a small mouth. "Your not having another episode, are you?"

"W…What!"

"You DO remember your FAMILY, don't you, Kim?"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH….!" Kim awoke the same as Ron, and at virtually the same time, drenched in sweat, her hands gripping her Panda-Roo with a death grip around it's body.