Adventures of Kim and Ron – Ron So the Normal
Written by Louis Mielke. So this is just one of those crazy legal disclaimers. I hate doing it but I hafta I guess. Disney owns Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable and everything related to the Kim Possible cartoon series. They probably could lay claim to this fanfic if they wanted by some legal copyright mumbo jumbo but we'll leave it at that. I don't claim to own or have created the characters. This story is fan fiction and is intended for private entertainment use. Please do not reproduce, distribute, or sell this work of fiction. If you purchase this somewhere please report the originator to me as this work is freely available and not for sale.
SPOILER ALERT: This fanfic proposes possible episodes that could have occurred after the official end of the Disney cartoon, Kim Possible. This fanfic may contain spoilers from any number of the official episodes and made for TV movies. You have been warned.
Introduction: Kim Possible has been a wonderful cartoon for 3 seasons now and sadly Disney has seen fit to bring the series to an end. As much as the shows fans would like to see another season I fear that this is a rather unrealistic hope, still no one wants to let the fun die. This fanfic is just the beginning of several of my very own adventures I'm writing to keep Kim and Ron alive in my own little way. All of these episodes occur after the TV movie "So the Drama" and hold to everything that happened in the movie and previous episodes.
ATTN: Please disregard any spelling and grammar mistakes; I'm not very good at the English thing. Let me know when you find the glairing mistakes and I'll fix them ASAP. Also I really did my best to keep everyone true to character, if you notice anyone out of character or any major plot flaws/conflicts, please let me know. Thanks.
A week after Prom, at Bueno Nacho:
Kim Possible looked down into her tray of all too familiar Bueno Nacho. Bueno Nacho the staple of her boyfriend, Ron Stoppable's diet. She placed her fist under her chin and leaned forward, her gaze fixed on Ron and Rufus across the booth. "It's times like these that I really wonder why I'm so attached to him," she thought to herself.
"Alright buddy," Ron coached Rufus, " This is the big one! This is for all the nachos." He waved his hand over the largest basket of Nachos ever amassed at one booth table.
Rufus stood high upon a tower of teetering cups and trays, all stacked into a make shift high dive at the far end of the table. The naked mole rat slid to the edge of his perch on the highest tray and peered down at Ron and Kim nervously. "Squeak!" he sounded distant high upon his cup and tray tower.
Kim looked up half-heartedly at Rufus. "Ron," she questioned, "Are you sure about this?" she glanced back at him knowing all to well what his answer would be.
"KP! Don't doubt the Rufus! Ron scolded her, "This is the most illustrious moment in any Naked Mole Rats life. Rufus is going where no rodent has ever dared gone before! Besides." Ron smirked coolly and admired his knuckles humorously; "My man Rufus has been training for this."
"Yeah." Kim looked at Ron in disbelief and then back up at Rufus stationed at the top of the make shift high dive. "Rufus." Kim put on her candy sweet voice, " Are you sure you wanna do this?" She glared back at Ron, "You don't hafta do this, especially if Ron put you up to It." she watched skyward half expecting to see Rufus come scampering down.
"Oh, cold Kim, cold." Ron looked at her coolly again. "So little buddy why are we doing this again?" Ron smiled as he questioned Rufus. Rufus balked at Kim's suggestions and stepped out to the end of the highest tray; there he snapped to attention and saluted causing the tray to vibrate with a comical sprong. "Squeak, squeak, squeak, CHEESE!"
Kim slouched slightly, her hand still supporting her chin; she rolled her eyes at the two of them and blew a strand of hair out of from in front of her face. "Oh Whatever!"
"No big KP. My man Rufus has got this!" Ron grinned, "Alright Rufus my man, hit it any time you're ready." Ron looked up at the highest tray as Kim sighed at the both of them.
Rufus bounced hard off the highest tray, somersaulting from its end. This maneuver was followed by a spinning flip which had launched from the towers second tier, from this point the Naked Mole Rat pulled out into a perfect swan dive, plummeting towards the tray of Nachos and Cheese below on the table. Kim and Ron sat motionlessly holding their breath as their eyes followed the pink blur falling rapidly towards the table. Kim's eyes grew bigger and Ron mustered a huge grin as Rufus spun from his swan dive last minute and careened into the Nacho basket in a full-fledged cannon ball. Cheese flew all over the booth as the little rodent dove into the basket, covering Rufus, Ron and Kim with warm gooey cheese.
Ron jumped up in his seat triumphantly, "BOYAAH!" his fist striking the air, "Way to go Rufus! Who's dah mole rat, you dah mole rat, who's dah mole rat, you dah mole rat." Ron sang as he reached out and caught Rufus as he jumped out of the Nachos. Ron lifted him up and gave his little buddy a high finger and then looked over at Kim excitedly. "Wasn't that totally...huh. EWW!" he suddenly saw Kim looking rather unhappy.
Kim sat there, her hand still supporting her chin, cheese dripped from her hair and splattered on the table. A rather irritated scowl adorned her face along with the random splotches of splattered cheese. "RON STOPPABLE!" she grinded out between clenched teeth. Rufus started at Kim's shout and scampered into Ron's cargo pocket.
Ron looked at Kim sheepishly, cheese dripped from his own hair. "Eww… heh, awesome heh Kim?" Kim scowled hard at him her temper boiling. Ron kinda looked around trying to avoid eye contact almost crushed, " Um yeah, that's a big no."
"RONALD!" Kim shook her hands in disgust; cheese flew off of her comically. She tried to remain composed but was doing a bad job of it, fuming she snapped. "I'm going home!" she got up from the table abruptly.
"KP! I'm sorry. Ron got up excitedly moving in Kim's direction.
"Ron." She looked at him sternly. She spoke in a very upset voice almost shaking, "It's ok. I, I just need to go. I'm going to clean up. We'll talk about this later!" She had cut him off and briskly continued leaving.
Ron stood there watching as Kim hurried towards the door, his insides slowly sinking in pain from fear. "Oh man," his voice shaking, he looked at the ground. Rufus slipped out of Ron's pocket, shimmied up Ron pants leg, over his back and finally perched on his shoulder. "Oh Rufus buddy, we really messed up." Ron said not even looking at Rufus.
"Squeak! Squeak!" Rufus chimmered at Ron.
"No man, I'm serious. She's never been that upset before like this." Ron continued with Rufus still gazing in the direction Kim had left.
"Squeak, squeak, sorry! Rufus apologized.
"It's not your fault." Ron sighed.
"Squeak! Kim Squeak!" Rufus waved his paws about.
"I know, I know, she's put up with worse but Rufus…"he paused, "This is like only our second week as an official couple!" Ron stopped and stood solid in the middle of Bueno Nacho, Rufus perched on his shoulder. The entire restaurant seemed to spin as Ron threw his arms outward and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I DON'T WANNA SCREW THIS UP!
Oh man…"
Kim's House
Kim stormed into her house and tromped up the stairs. She wouldn't have even noticed that no one was home which was probably fitting as she was in no mood for family interaction. She began shouting out loud, "Ron Stoppable sometimes you are so…argh!" She continued her rant as she stomped into the bathroom and snapped open the water faucet in the tub.
"And just once I wish you would grow up!" with a flick of her wrist she pulled the valve up on the faucet sending the water through the wall and out the shower head, steam began to fill the air as the water heated up. Kim continued ranting angrily as she harshly tore off her clothes and flung them violently against the bathroom wall trying to keep herself from getting further covered in cheese. She quickly showered and washed her hair several times. She slammed the faucet shut stopping the flow of water from the shower and slung open the curtain her anger still bubbling out.
As she stepped out of the shower her scowl could have killed a person, the mirror almost shuttered as her tight lips and slanted brows reflected in its glass. She wrapped herself in a towel and scampered up the stairs and flung herself on her bed. Her anger had just began to subside when she flipped over and sighed heavily, her body coming down from the adrenalin high. She looked over at her nightstand and spied the picture frame holding a recent picture of her and Ron, taken just after Prom, the two of them holding each other tight still in their prom clothes. She frowned at the pictured and promptly reached over and spun it around so it faced the wall.
"Hrmph." She crossed her arms and contorted her face into an angry version of the puppy dog pout. Finally she found herself calming down into an almost saddened state. She looked over at the back of the picture and almost felt guilty but tried desperately to stoke her feelings of anger. Her desire to be angry was over powered by her sadness and finally she starred longingly at the back of the picture again. Her eye caught something right next to it, the phone, still sitting in its charging base. She looked at it for a long second and then grudgingly reached over and snapped it up. She pounded in some familiar digits.
"It rang once, then twice and then finally a familiar voice answered, 'Hi, Thank you for calling Club Banana, how can I help you."
"Monique!" Kim pouted rather pathetically.
"Uh Oh girlfriend, what's the sitch?" she instantly recognized Kim's voice and responded with Kim's own trademark phrase.
"Monique!" Kim started talking rapidly and rather unintelligibly. "Me and Ron were at Bueno Nacho, and then there was this cheese, he made me so mad, I told him it was would cause trouble, I ran home and got a shower, he's so immature! He just made me so angry!" she took a deep breath and exhaled. "And I blew up at him but it was kinda dumb and now I'm worried he's never gonna talk to me again." Kim finally went silent, her true thought finally out.
"Hmm, trouble in paradise. Your not having second thoughts are you?" Monique asked rather nonchalantly as she rung up a customer at the register. She wouldn't have asked such a suggestive question if it wasn't for the fact that she knew Kim wouldn't feel that way. She whimsically drummed her fingers as she waited to hear the response she knew she'd be hearing. She smirked knowingly as Kim began to speak.
"Monique I'm crazy about Ron, I've only just realized that I always have been, but…" Kim paused uncertainly; "Sometimes, sometimes I just wish he was just a little more, normal, sometimes." Kim threw her hand over her forehead and sighed heavily. Monique rolled her eyes as she adjusted the phone poised on her shoulder, "Kim, you and Ron are the cutest couple at Middleton. Everyone has been pull'n for you guys for the longest time. Girlfriend, I swear everyone saw it between you two but you yourselves."
Kim grinned in disbelief, "And why didn't you bring it to my attention earlier, hmmm?" she cheered up slightly.
"Awe Kim you know things like that never work. You figured it out. Took long enough but you did." Monique adjusted the phone again as she began to clean up around the register and finish some small busy work as she talked on the phone. "As far as Ron and, well, him being Ron. You know him better than I do so you aughta understand him better." Monique stopped and listened to the quiet waiting for Kim to respond.
"Oh Monique I do, and I feel terrible thinking this way, I just wish he, I dunno." Kim struggled with he words.
"Was dashing and charming?" Monique grinned as she tried to finish Kim's sentence.
"Yes! No! I mean he is. I mean he is charming...well once in a while." Kim sighed. "Maybe I'm just wanting too much."
"Aren't we all? You should just be happy with what you already have. That in itself is rare. And Ron, Honey, he'll figure it all out. It'll just take him a little time." Monique consoled Kim and gathered some empty hangers.
"I guess your right." Kim sighed a long tired sigh and paused thoughtful for a moment, she looked over at her night stand, reached up and turned the picture of her and Ron back around, she smiled brightly and adjusted the phone on her shoulder as she looked at the picture. "You know what Monique? Ron is so cute." She giggled happily.
"There you go girlfriend, that's more like it!" Monique smiled on the other side of the line and the two girls continued their phone conversation well into the afternoon.
Evening Back in front of Bueno Nacho
"Rufus what am I gonna do?" Ron sat on the curb obviously stewing outside Bueno Nacho; his little rodent buddy perched on his knee. Rufus looked up at Ron and felt his sadness; he squeaked a short squeak and scampered up onto Ron's shoulder where he patted him on the cheek. "There, there." he squeaked.
"Thanks buddy." Ron smiled weakly at Rufus. "Well this sure isn't what we expected huh? I mean you know. The whole being with Kim is awesome…" he scowled, "Other than the fact that I'm constantly haunted with this feeling of being a total dweeb." He held the sides of his face in his hands. "How in the world can I be everything that Kim wants?" He looked seriously at Rufus. "I would do anything for her you know."
Rufus shook his head up and down knowingly in
Agreement, "Uh huh UH huh." He squeaked. Rufus scampered up Ron's leg and back into his cargo pocket as Ron stood up and started down the street. It was slowly getting dark and Ron still wanted to try catching Kim in hopes of patching things up. He looked somberly down at the gravel as he walked toward his scooter.
Unknown to Ron two eyes peered down at him as he gloomily strode over to his scooter. They blinked, watching coolly, watching Ron's every move, watching him carefully, seeing and hearing everything.
Ron, heavy hearted, got onto his scooter and put his helmet on. Two kicks on the scooters kick starter brought the engine sputtering to life. Ron stopped and let the engine clear out until it ran as regularly as it would; he stopped a moment and looked around an eerie feeling coming over him. He shook his head in paranoia before popping up the kickstand and finally puttering down the street towards Kim's house. From up in the tree the two eyes watched Ron curiously as he rode away into the setting sun and over the now darkening horizon. After the sun had gone completely down, and a big blue moon shown illuminating the darkness, the two eyes finally stirred. Suddenly the eyes were joined by another set, and then a third; the eyes glimmered in the darkness of the trees foliage. Swiftly the eyes leapt from the tree's cover and landed silently on the ground revealing Ron's observers: three small monkeys dressed in black ninja garb.
The monkey in the center looked at the other two as if in command. He chirped out an order and the other two nodded and hopped up and down. The three ninja's grunted quietly, their bodies' tensing almost straining, their eyes widened and suddenly with a terrible flesh ripping noise a set of leathery wings tore through the back of the leaders clothing and spread out full span. The other two monkeys followed suit, their terrible leathery wings sprouting from their backs as well. After the ordeal was complete the leader chirped and barked at the others and suddenly they leapt and took flight.
The flying monkeys flew through the air furiously, their tiny wings beating like humming birds as they tore through the night sky. Up high above Middleton they climbed higher, up past the treetops, up into the clouds until finally they flew straight into the night bounding over the clouds as if they were in the trees. The three monkey spies silently flew for hours, their eyes glimmering in the moonlight. Finally the three silhouettes suddenly dove violently, rolling in the unison like a precision aerobatics team, wings out stretched as they plummeted towards the earth. The three figures where menacing against the large blue moon as they emerged from the cloud cover steadily descending towards a large monolith mansion looming on a mountainside. The three assailants swooped down gracefully, flying directly through a large balcony opening and finally landing at their master's feet. They bowed before a dark figure seated in a high back leather chair. A hand reached down to a small round table and picked up a hot cup of tea, steam still rising lazily from it. The hairy simian hand extended its last small digit and daintily lifted the cup to its owners face. His eyes looked down expressionlessly at the very low burning fire, crackling before him in the stone fireplace.
"Tell me, what you have seen and heard." Monkey Fist took a sip from the cup, eyes still fixed on the fire, "My eyes and ears."
to be continued…