Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, big surprise there.
Author's Notes: I have started up a deviantart profile. I will put the link to it in my profile. I intend to use it to post my stories in their entirety. Also, if you are on deviantart let me know. I haven't quite figured out how to navigate it or search for KP people. I am interested in the fan art out there. I have found, I think a total of three… and those are from people here.
Now to the fact, that Ron had an emotional flip-flop. It is shown in the series that he has these. It is also shown that he will take small things and blow them out of proportion. Yes, things are going to be changed from So the Drama.
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Ron trudged with deliberation up to the counter of Bueno Nacho. Well, maybe a Naco infusion will help the situation. It always does, he thought. Eyeing Ned he laid down his regular Friday order.
"That will be five forty-five, Stoppable," let out the nasally assistant manager.
"I think you made a mistake there, Ned. That is my regular Naco night order."
"Didn't you hear, Stoppable? Corporate did away with the Naco night promotion." Ned watched as the look on Ron's face took an incredulous look. "Not only that, but they are going to start to do kid's meals."
"No," begged Ron.
"With a toy. This place will be inundated with the urchins… Spilling, yelling, screaming… I shudder at it already."
"You and me both, Ned. I don't have enough for the order… Could you go ahead and cancel it? I need to think…"
"I understand, Stoppable. If you need a shoulder."
"Thanks…" with that, Ron started to walk out of the door and into the sudden storm that had opened up on the Middleton area. Ron had gotten to the Bueno Nacho sign, where he had parked his scooter, and released his inner thought, "I AM LOOSING EVERYTHING THAT I CARE ABOUT!"
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Kim and Bonnie were still in shock at the shopping spree they were on. They had been to three boutiques in Upperton. Out of those three they had a purchase apiece at Britina's insistence and coin. As they started back to Middleton they were met up with a storm that had slowed traffic.
Bonnie looked out the window of the limo and was instantly out of the shopper's high that the three were sharing. Her countenance had totally changed and it started to affect the others. A deep sigh was the final straw.
"Okay, Bonnie, what's wrong? Why the buzz-kill on the mood?" asked Britina.
"It's Ron. I know he is on his scooter. He should still be at Bueno Nacho, but when he leaved he will ride it home, even if the roads are to wet. He won't leave it there…"
"Well, we could swing by there if you would like. It's not like we don't need to pick him up anyway, right?"
Bonnie nodded, "Yes, but, by the time we get there, he will already have left."
Kim pulled out a familiar blue device. "We could always give him a call and tell him to wait for us."
Bonnie snatched the Kimmunicator from the redhead and hit the connect button. Bated breath was held and met with a black screen. Bonnie hit the button again. Before Bonnie really hit the button, Kim pulled the device from her and messaged Wade. The image of the young super-genius came onto the screen. He didn't say anything because he was in mid swallow.
Clearing his mouth, "What's the sitch, Kim?"
"We can't reach Ron on his Kimm… er, Ronunicator. Could you check up on it please?"
"Not a problem," there was a momentary pause as his fingers flew across two different keyboards. "Well, I found out why you can't reach him. He turned off his Kimmunicator. Also his cell phone, it seems."
"So there is no way to reach him?"
"Well, you could always try his house. I marked his entry there about fifteen minutes ago."
Bonnie pulled the device to look at the boy, "You mean to tell me that you can track us wherever we go?"
"No, but I do have feeds from the security systems from Ron's and Kim's houses. He entered his house about fifteen minutes ago. Let me track back a little bit… It seems that he put in his order at Bueno Nacho, but cancelled it when he learned that the Naco night promotion has been cancelled."
"That means he didn't have enough…"
"Pretty much, Bonnie. Also, they are starting kids meals next week."
Bonnie looked at Britina, "Could you drop me off at his place?"
"Sure, it won't be a problem. You are really worried about him, aren't you?"
"Yeah, Ron tends to get overly emotional when I'm not there to balance him out. Guess the same could be said about me when he isn't." There was deep concern evident in her eyes.
Britina turned to tell the driver the change in plans, and then settled into the sound of the rain as it pelted the roof of the vehicle.
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The white limo pulled up to the house. All three women could see a beat-up scooter out front. It looked like it had been thrown into the position in the driveway. When she saw the scooter like that, Bonnie leapt from the just stopped conveyance and bolted strait for the door. As she reached it, her hand turned the knob as her shoulder hit the door. She rushed inside, leaving Kim and Britina following in her wake.
"RON! Come on baby, where are you? RON-RON?" The brunette was screaming as she searched for her love. She stopped moving when she saw the living room. All the furniture was moved from the normal places. It was all against the wall, and in front of the fireplace was a large quilt adorned by silver platters and candleholders.
Kim and Britina came up behind her and stopped. "He was going to… Tonight is when he was… I just told him what we were going to do without seeing if it was okay with him, and he let me… What if…"
As the other two where about to reach out and comfort her she bolted again. She slid between the two of them, used her momentum to hand plant over the banister of the stairs and evade the first seven steps. She navigated the rest of the impedances two at a time till she reached the top and then stormed into her heart's room. She found it empty and the lights off in it. Luckily for her sanity it made the light spilling from under the bathroom door more pronounced.
She burst through the door and saw her reason for living lying still in a tub of water. He was nude, but that didn't register in her mind. She didn't see the water moving from breaths and then her greatest fear rose up and claimed her mind.
(Author's Aside: I could end this chapter here and leave all to rant and rave at the evil cliffy monster that posses me from time to time, or I could continue on…
This time the Vorpal Blade did go snicker snack against the evil cliffy monster.)
She threw herself at him, not knowing what else to do. Her raw silk blouse was drenched with the warm water of her lover's bath. Her head rest against his chest listening to the light beat of his heart…
Her lips immediately sought his as she struggled to pull him out of death's watery grasp. Get him out of the water, and then start the CPR, were the only thought in her head. She felt herself gripped, but not from behind. She opened her blue eyes and looked into the most perfect set of chocolate brown eyes that she had ever seen. Then the tears matched the intensity of the rain outside.
Author's ending: There no evil cliffy, but a regular one. What was that in the reviews about Ron/Bon goodness? Something tells me that the next chapter may take this up to an M rating.