Disclaimer: Wow, I'm running out of different ways to write disclaimers. Anywho, Disney owns Kim, Ron, Wade and the gang. I don't get paid for my ideas. If I did receive money for these ramblings I'd probably die from shock. (And if Disney wants to test this statement I can be reached at area code...)
Chapter 7 Outside Paris
The blanket was spread out on the lawn with Kim and Ron lying face down on it, basking in the sunshine. Ron lazily traced circles on Kim's back with one finger. "KP. Is it time to turn over?" Ron asked.
Kim checked her wristwatch which was sitting on the edge of the blanket. "Yeah, and it's time for more sun block." She got up on her knees as a wicked grin appeared. "I'll do you first."
Pffft, the bottle was half emptied with her first squeeze. "YEOW!" Ron shot to his feet, reached for his back and ran ten yards before he finally stopped hopping around. "That's cold!" he yelped. "What was that?"
"It was sun block," Kim giggled. "I had it in the ice chest so it wouldn't spoil." Her giggle fit turned into a roaring, rolling on the grass, belly laugh.
"Oh, you are so going down for that," Ron said manically. He covered the thirty feet with three strides and a leap. Kim crouched, rolled on her back and caught him with a well placed foot to his stomach. She somersaulted backwards, propelling him over her head.
Ron flew twenty feet before he tucked, spun and rolled into his landing. He quickly popped up into a fighting stance.
Kim stood and folded her arms. "Nice recovery, Monkey Boy," she complimented.
Ron ran at Kim and let loose a volley of chops and kicks. Kim parried all the blows then threw one punch. Ron stopped dead in his tracks. Kim's clenched fist poised just millimeters from Ron's throat.
Kim lowered her fist and reached down for a towel. "You are really improving, Ron. Your speed is impressive but you're still a little too predictable with your strikes."
Ron grabbed the other towel off the blanket and started to wipe down his arms. "You think so? I try to vary my attacks but you still parry all my shots. Maybe I need to add a few new moves."
Kim thought for a second. "That might help. Right now you can take on any of the bad guys except Shego. If you could channel your MMP into your fighting skills..."
Ron's head drooped a tad. "I know. I'd be Ron Unstoppable. I'll take to Sensei about it when we visit Japan next month. So do you want to spar some more?"
Kim checked her watch again. "No, the 'rents should be calling us on the Kimmunicator in a few minutes. We better get dressed. Mom will not see me in this swim suit," Kim said defiantly. She did a 360 degree spin with her arms out showing off the lime green micro bikini, ending up with her arms around his neck. "It's for your eyes only," Kim purred and pulled Ron into a long loving wet one.
When their lips parted Ron sighed. "I'm so glad your mom's friend Nancy had to go into town. We don't get much alone time out here. It's like you Mom told her to spy on us."
Kim pondered a moment. "Not my Mom, it was probably my Dad's suggestion. Mom told me he was trying to let go of his Kimmie-Cub, but..."
Beepbeepbebeep. Kim raced for the house. "Ron, you get that. I'll be out in a second."
Ron fished the Kimmunicator out of Kim's backpack and turned it on. "Hey Wade, what's up? You're a couple of minutes early with the call."
Wade took a sip of his soda. "Hey Ron. I know but I wanted to tell you guys that our friend sent another message."
Ron saw Kim walk out the door wearing his hockey jersey. He returned to the image on the screen."Ah Wade. I'll go get Kim and call you right back." He quickly keyed off the device.
Kim spun around. "You like?"
"Ah, Kim," Ron said cautiously, "don't you think that's a little... suggestive?"
"What? How?"
Ron scratched his head. "You're parents know you wear that to bed, don't they?"
Kim's hand flew to cover her mouth. "Oops!" She ran back to the door and stopped. "Wait. Our parents gave us the go-ahead to..."
Ron sighed. "But do you want to actually advertise that we're... even though we're not?"
Kim thought for a second then ducked inside.
Ron pulled a tee shirt over his head and walked onto the porch. He keyed the Kimmunicator again. "Hey Wade. Kim will be out in a minute. Where does our friend, Mr. X, say his next target will be?"
Kim came out the door wearing some cargo shorts and her favorite crop top with a star. She sat on Ron's lap.
"Oh, Hi Kim," Wade chimed as she snuggled up to Ron. "I was just telling Ron I received another message. Mr. X is heading for Marrakesh and he says he's going to kidnap Big Daddy Brotherson."
Ron looked puzzled."Why would he go after Big Daddy?"
Kim went into mission mode. "Because Big Daddy knows a lot of secrets. Like who's dealing in what and where all the Super Weapons are stashed. If it weren't for the Villain's Code of Ethics, I believe Big Daddy would have been a target long ago."
"That's the way I read it, too." Wade took another sip of soda. "Anyway, Henri and Marie will meet you at the airport tomorrow morning. Go to the same terminal where they dropped you off."
"Great!" Ron chirped. "I really enjoyed our flight with them."
Kim leaned over and whispered in Ron's ear, "And I really enjoyed the private room." She nibbled on his earlobe. Ron's leg began to twitch.
"Ah, Kim." Wade looked puzzled. "I didn't hear what you said to Ron."
Kim giggled. "And you don't need to know. It was for Ron's ear only."
Wade held the soda straw to his mouth but didn't take a sip. "Ah... Riiight." He shook his head to clear whatever images he had running through it. "I think I'll patch you parents through now."
"Please and thank you." Kim chimed.
Wade's image was replaced with a wide shot of both sets of parents. They were sitting on the Possible's living room couch. "Hey Mom, Hey Dad," Kim and Ron sang together.
"Hey Kids!" the four parents said in unison. Mrs. Stoppable spoke first. "How's the vacation going? Seeing all the sights?"
"Yeah, Mom," Ron said. "We saw everything in Paris. There's not much to do out here in the country, though. How's Rufus doing?"
Mr. Stoppable spoke up. "He doing well, but he's asleep right now. I think he's a little depressed, he misses you so much."
"Tell him again, I'm sorry he couldn't come along and I miss him," Ron said with a tear in his eye.
Mrs. Stoppable sighed. "I think he understands that the hotel you stayed in doesn't allow pets." She turned to her husband. "But you'd think they'd bend the rules for Team Possible."
Ron heaved a sigh. "No Mom, it's O.K. Rufus would probably be bored out of his mind. There's been no action on the villain front and all of the food we've eaten hasn't had any cheese." He turned to Kim. "Though you'd think a country famed for it's cheeses would include them in some dish or another." Kim just nodded and smiled.
"Kim," Mrs. Dr. Possible waved. "Wade tells us you need to go to Morocco but he didn't say why."
"One of our... contacts, might be kidnapped." Kim stated in mission mode style. "We're going to check it out."
Mrs. Dr. Possible smiled. "That's nice honey, just be careful." She checked her watch and turned to Mr. Dr. P. "Oh, we need to get going." She turned back to the screen. "Bon Bon has the lead in the Nutcracker and we have front row seats."
"Ron," Mr. Dr. P. slyly grinned. "Your Father and I have put our heads together and come up with a few more buttons. Would you like us to give them to Wade? He should be able to get them to you."
"Ah, No No No! Mr. Dr. P." Ron stuttered as he looked away and started to rub his nose. "Ah...besides.. We haven't use the ones you gave me at the airport yet." Ron started to breath heavily.
"Are you sure Ronald?" Mr. Dr. P. said with one raised eyebrow.
"Yeah," Ron said catching his breath. "And remember, Wade's only thirteen. You wanna give him a heart attack?"
Mrs. Dr. P. put a hand on her husband's shoulder. "Buttons Dear?"
Mr. Dr. P. cleared his throat. "I'll tell you later, Hon," he said sheepishly, but with a twinkle in his eye. Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable started to laugh. Mr. Dr. P. joined in.
Puzzled, Mrs. Dr. P. looked at the three others on the couch. "What's so funny about buttons?"
Mr. Dr. P. sat up straight and cleared his throat. "Later," he said firmly. "Let's just finish with this call." He turned and faced the screen. "Well, gotta go. You two be safe. We Love you."
The three other adults all chimed their love and good byes before the screen image changed to Wade.
"Are you sure you don't need the buttons, Ron?" Wade asked innocently. "I can always overnight them to you."
Kim fell off Ron's lap and started to roll on the porch in a fit of laughter. Ron started to giggle too. "No Wade," Ron said between snickers. "It's alright. We have enough buttons for now." Ron started laughing out loud.
"Well, I don't see what's so funny about buttons." Wade said in total confusion. "Must be an adult thing. I'll let you know if anything develops with Mr. X." He shook his head as he disconnected.
The laughter on the porch subsided gradually. "We really need to get Wade a girlfriend!" Kim finally said, lapsing into more giggles.
Ron's face brightened. "Say, how about your cousin Joss? They're the same age."
Kim's giggles subsided as she segued into deep thought. "You think Wade and Joss should meet?"
"What's wrong with that?" Ron asked.
"You want to put a boy who rarely leave his room together with a girl who practically lives outdoors?"
Ron smiled. "Well they say opposites attract."
Kim's face showed sudden shock. "Wait just a minute."
"What's wrong KP?"
"Bon Bon's dancing in the Nutcracker?"
"Yeah, so what?" Ron queried.
"Hello Ron!" Kim rapped her knuckles on his head. "The Nutcracker is a Christmas play. It's only the beginning of summer!"
A/N: If Rufus were around he might say BOINK! Sorry Rufus fans, he got left at home again. My bad. Hope Ron's explanation will suffice. Hotels won't allow and he's too much the gentleman to impose his growing fame.
