KP is owned by Disney, we own squat. Well, BonBon was an unexpected surprise, but do you really think I could do a story without my best girl, even if she is the vile bitch beast from hell? lol
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Eurotrip – Chapter 5
Kim whirled, eyes wide, as she turned to glare back at Bonnie. The brunette just stood there smiling, her arm interlaced with a strapping young man. She took a moment to look over her former high school rival, noting the obvious attempt to follow the very latest fashions in France. "Hello Bonnie, nice to see you here. I would have thought you'd already be in Boston, latching on to the highest man on the food chain already. What happened, they all turned you down already?"
Bonnie just smirked, a look that made Kim instantly tense up. "Very droll Kim, you're one to talk. Still dating this loser I see. Poor Kimmie, you'll never learn, will you?"
Kim stepped forward, getting closer. "Ron is not a loser Bonnie. The only real loser around here is you, always stuck on the food chain, doing what you think will make you popular."
Bonnie balked at that, before her expression turned vicious. "You feel sorry for me? I'm not the one stuck in Upperton to be with her loser boyfriend. I'm going to school in Boston. And excuse me, but have you seen Pierre? He's a model! If anyone deserves pity, it's you!"
Ron sighed as he watched the two girls get nose-to-nose, exchanging barbs and insults back and forth. The guy side in him had a momentary image that would have had him getting his own room if Kim had heard it, but he squashed it quickly. Leaning back against the pillar, he smiled over at Pierre, who was watching the entire thing intently, and with a bit of concern. Ron just smiled, sticking out his hand. "Hey man, name's Ron. So, you got a thing for the BonBon, huh?"
Pierre didn't respond at first, but he glanced over long enough to shake Ron's hand before turning back to the fight. "Umm… Pierre. Pleased to meet you. Are they… they will not be killing each other, yes?"
"Nahh, they'll be fine. Bit of a surprise to see her here, but it's all good… I guess. Kind of ruins the night a bit, but nothing that can't be salvaged. So, where'd you meet our BonBon?"
Pierre couldn't take his eyes off the fight, even though they had yet to make the slightest bit of contact. "We meet on the beach, down in Marseilles. She was fiery. We've been together for a week now. She is very… what is the term… flexible when we…"
Ron backed away quickly, halting that line of conversation quickly. "Whoa dude, I don't want to hear about… wait… flexible?"
"RON!"
Both men turned to see the ladies glaring at them. Bonnie took two quick steps, and grabbed Pierre by the front of his shirt. "Come on Pierre, let's get out of here. This tower is too loser infested."
Bonnie and Pierre were gone before Kim could respond to that final comment, who had both fists clenched at her side, shaking just slightly. She glared angrily at Ron, who knew instantly his last comment had been heard.
"You were talking to him? About…"
"KP, it's not like you think. He brought it up, I was just… just…"
"Let's just go back to the hotel, all right."
Ron groaned, as Kim headed straight back for the elevator, after only making sure that Bonnie and her boyfriend were already gone. It was a very quiet ride back.
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Ron sat sullenly on his bed as Kim got changed in the bathroom, lamenting the lost night with a very unexpected appearance. Rufus sat on his shoulder, trying his best to console his best friend, with little help.
When Kim came out of the bathroom, clad in one of Ron's jerseys, he rose quickly to his feet, trying desperately to explain. Kim quickly silenced him though, placing a finger gently on his lips.
"Ron, I'm sorry I got mad, it wasn't you I was angry with. Bonnie just… she… I'm just sorry it ruins our night tonight."
Ron wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "No big KP, we'll just make it up tomorrow."
Kim smiled back at him. "You know, I don't think I'm fully over the whole Bonnie issue. I think I could use a serious dose of Ron-shine."
Ron's grinned widened, especially when he felt Kim's lips pressing lightly on his ear. "Well KP, I think I can help with that. You know, my jersey really looks badical on you."
Ron jumped as Kim nibbled lightly on his earlobe. "You know, maybe tonight is the night that you'll get to see…"
The sudden blaring of music from next door caused both teens to jump. It was quite loud, almost loud enough to force them to cover their ears. Kim and Ron pulled away, trying to block out the noise.
"Kim, what is that?"
"WHAT?"
Ron cupped his hands over his mouth. "WHAT IS THAT?"
"I'M NOT SURE, BUT I'M GOING TO FIND OUT."
"WHAT?"
Kim sighed, and grabbed Ron quickly. Ignoring her state of undress, they made their way into the hall, and Kim pounded loudly on the door. It took several attempts before the door finally opened. What Kim and Ron saw shocked them.
Pierre stood in the doorway, looking as surprised as them. His shirt was partially unbuttoned and his hair a mess. Looking past into the room, it looked like the makings of a party were starting, with at least eight to ten people inside already dancing and drinking.
Kim cupped her hands over her mouth, practically screaming to be heard. "CAN YOU TURN THE MUSIC DOWN?"
Pierre nodded, but before he could turn to head back in, Bonnie was at the door. All trace of humour disappeared from her face. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"TURN THE MUSIC DOWN BONNIE!"
Bonnie just smirked, and placed a hand by her ear, as if straining to hear. Finally, after Kim repeated it a couple of times, she just grinned, shook her head, and slammed the door in Kim's face.
Kim was left standing in the doorway, shaking with fury, so much so that Ron had to guide her back into the room. Once they got there though, Kim dashed right for the phone. He could see her saying something as she dialed, but he couldn't make it out over the noise. She talked on the phone as best she could for a few minutes, using one hand to cover her other ear as she tried to listen. Ron just sat on the edge of his bed, watching her work.
When she finally hung up the phone, she had almost a malicious grin on her face, before she started pacing. Ron just lay back on the bed, knowing that there was no way the night was going to go the way he had hoped.
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Kim waited impatiently as she paced the floor. She wondered how long it would take until…
The music cut off quickly, and Kim almost jumped for joy. She smiled, as quiet permeated for the first time in a while, and now she just had to wait a minute or two for the expectant blowback.
Bonnie didn't disappoint, as there was a knock at the door far faster than she expected. Kim opened the door, smiling serenely.
Bonnie stood there glaring at her, hands on her hips. "You called security? How juvenile can you be? Of course, what should I expect from Miss goody-two-shoes. Considering the loser crowd you hang out with, you've probably never…"
"Sorry, what was that Bonnie?" Kim's grin widened as she put a hand to her ear, as if straining to here, just as Bonnie had done a few minutes earlier. "I'm sorry Bon, I can't hear you, I'll just have to find out what you wanted… umm… never!"
Kim slammed the door shut on Bonnie's face before the brunette had a chance to respond, and she smiled in triumph as Bonnie pounded on the door for a couple minutes before giving up and returning to her room. Satisfied at getting the last word, Kim turned back to Ron, ready to resume where they had left off before the interruption.
"Oh Ron… I was thinking that maybe we could… Ron?"
Kim moved over to Ron's bed where he was laying down, still dressed, with his legs hanging off the end of the bed. She poked him in the shoulder, hoping to get a response, but all she got was a quick snore from Ron, who only shifted slightly.
Kim closed her eyes and sighed, realizing her plans for tonight had been shot, thanks to Bonnie's interference. She took Ron's shoes off, and helped to shift him better into his bed, so he would be more comfortable. There was no reaction from him through the whole procedure.
Deciding she didn't want to sleep in her own bed, she sidled up against Ron, pressing up against his back and wrapping her arms around him, snuggling close. When she was comfortable, she hit the light, and closed her eyes, relishing the warmth she drew from Ron as the bliss of sleep drew her in.
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"I guess he was right KP, no line."
Kim smiled as they made their way to the entrance of the Louvre. They paid their admission, and began the tour with gusto. While Ron seemed less than interested for the most part, he stayed by her side as she went from exhibit to exhibit, even going so far as to discuss some of the pieces with her when one caught his interest.
It wasn't a half hour into their visit though when a rather shrill and familiar voice interrupted their day out.
"Ahh, how cute, does your pet loser think he knows something about art?"
Ron could hear Kim's teeth grinding, despite the number of conversations going on around them.
"Bonnie, this is a big place. You go to one side, and we'll go to the other."
Bonnie just laughed at that. "You're not captain anymore, you can't tell me what to do. Besides, now we can discuss you killing my little party last night before it even got started."
"Maybe if you hadn't had the music so loud, I wouldn't have had to."
Ron just groaned, watching the sequel to the day before playing out before him. He noticed Pierre standing off to the side, shaking his head, so he made his way over to the young model. "Hey dude, sorry about the party last night."
Pierre shrugged nonchalantly. "It is, as you say, no big. I thought the music was too loud, but Bonnie wanted it kept high when she found out your Kim was next door. I am just sorry we disturbed the two of you, you make a very good couple."
Ron grinned at that compliment. "Thanks man. Hey, can I ask you something? What do you see in Bonnie?"
Pierre's face took on almost a dreamy expression. "She is very beautiful and smart, and can be very sweet… when she is not meeting with your Kim. Tell me, why do they not like each other? I have seen the news reports on Kim, she is much like Bonnie. I would think they would have been friends."
Ron looked over at the two teens, shaking his head. They had already progressed to the pointing of fingers at each other. "Who knows? Sure, they've been rivals in cheerleading and committees and all that but… I just don't know. I think Kim gets along better with Shego, and they're real enemies."
"Well, I am sure that… oh, it looks like it is winding down." Bonnie was indeed turning towards them, and her face was set in a sneer of contempt. Pierre turned quickly to Ron, nodding slightly. "It has been most good to meet you Ron. Would that it have been under better circumstances."
"You too dude, good luck with her."
Bonnie moved quickly, grabbing Pierre's arm and dragging him away. With Bonnie gone, he moved back to Kim, hoping to calm her down at least a little bit.
"Hey KP, don't worry about…"
"Bonnie is such a… such a…"
Ron wrapped his arms around her quickly, and kissed her lightly on the nose. He could feel some of the tension drain from her. "Don't worry about her. Chances are, we'll never see her again after this, and you won't have to worry about her anymore. I mean, she's going to Boston in the fall for school, and we'll be in Colorado. Running into her here is just a fluke, one that shouldn't interfere with our vacation."
Kim took a deep breath, and she laid her head on Ron's shoulder. "You're right Ron. Let's just enjoy our last full day in Paris."
"That's the spirit KP." Ron took a hold of her hand, and led her in the opposite direction that Bonnie and Pierre had gone. "You know, that Pierre is a pretty cool guy."
Kim raised her eyebrows as she turned to look at him. "He's dating Bonnie!"
"Well, he's still a pretty good guy. Too bad we'll never see him again."
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Arc de Triomphe
"Are you following me just to ruin my vacation Kim?"
"ME? You're the one following us!"
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Notre-Dame
"Hey Pierre, you want a pretzel?"
"Sure, thank you." Pierre could only watch the scene before him with humour. "How much more could they have to argue about?"
Ron shrugged. "I have no idea."
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Jardin de Luxembourg
"You know, this is almost getting ridiculous. Where are you guys going next?"
"We were going to go to dinner at a little café on the east side. You?"
"We were going to do the same thing. I think we'll go west though, save us some problems while we eat."
Pierre just smiled at that. With a thought, he pulled out a card, handing it to Ron. "We should keep in touch afterwards, it has been most good speaking with you, even if our days have not been going as planned."
"That would be cool. Here, let me write down my email address, before they wrap up."
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Kim was pacing the hotel room, as Ron watched on. She was continue to mutter, though Ron couldn't make most of it out. He had already tried to calm her down, with no success, when they had first gotten back to the room. Now, he let her continue her rant, something he was sure Pierre was having to do just next door.
Despite the fact they had had a peaceful dinner, they had somehow managed to bump into each other getting back to the hotel. That had led to another bout of arguing, with many of the hotel patrons watching with either amusement or scorn. Now, she was worked up again, and nothing was going to interfere.
Finally, after about an hour, Kim seemed to wake up to the fact that Ron was there. She stopped, just gazing at him as he looked to her questioningly. She smiled slightly, knowing what he was doing by letting her get it out of his system. She sat down beside Ron, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, and nuzzling against him just a little bit.
"Sorry about all this with Bonnie, Ron. I know it's not fair to you."
Ron just smiled, bringing his hand up to cover Kim's arm that was draped in front of him. "It's no big KP. Besides, we may have lost Paris, but we are going to Spain next, and I think that bathing suit you packed could very well make me forget all about the troubles we had here."
Kim raised her head to look at Ron, a slightly perturbed expression on her face. "And what makes you think I'll be wearing that bathing suit? Maybe I'll just wear one of Nana's sundresses that she gave me for the trip."
Ron's face fell so quickly that Kim couldn't stifle the laugh. "I'm just kidding Ron, of course I'll be wearing it. Now, I think you need a little Kim-shine to get over such an awful image."
Ron's lips twitched into a bit of a smirk. "Kim-shine?"
"Uh huh, a little of this…" Kim leaned in, nibbling just a little on his ear, "… and a bit of this…" her lips trailed down to the nape of his neck, "… and we go from there."
Ron groaned slightly, running his hand down Kim's back. "I think I could get to like this Kim-shine!"
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Author's Notes – And now back to Johnrie18