A/N Here we go again. Now you may say to save to yourself Kim is not getting enough screen time in this fic, but I asuure that will change in future chaptes. So enjoy Read and Review
Somewhere on a dark forest road:
Will rolled down his car window so he could catch a whiff of the fresh forest air. He was on his way home, for the first time since the "incident". His house was at least an hour away from any sign of civilization. Sure, a mansion in the middle of the woods wasn't exactly original, but he liked the isolation. He found that, at times, people could get to be annoying, and he really didn't have time to deal with neighbors.
Will checked the time and sighed. A few hours ago, he'd been forcefully removed from the Global Justice training facility. It seemed the staff had problems running the place for forty straight hours. Some of us, they argued, needed to get some sleep.
Please, they're just not as committed to their jobs as I am.
There were even rumors going around the agency that ever since Stoppable had saved him from the crocodile, he'd become obsessed with training. It had nothing to do with Stoppable. He'd just been a little off that day. It was all rust, he was just rusty.
That's why I need a little extra training.
But then Dr. Director ordered him to take a vacation, in front of all the other agents.
Maybe she was right; a vacation is exactly what I need to recharge the batteries. Yeah, a good book, some warm milk and……….
He popped a CD into his player.
The Beetles,
"Happiness is a warm gun, happiness is a warm gun, momma. When I hold you in my arms, and I feel my finger on your trigger."
Yeah, a vacation is exactly what I need…what the hell?
He hit the brakes. Although it was dark, he could see something huge on the road in front of him. There, in the middle of the road, lay a huge animal carcass. He stepped out of the car, and slowly made his way to the body.
"Ugh it's a bear."
The bear's face had been horrible mutilated. Someone, or something, had really worked it over. He inspected the body a little more.
Poor guy, who ever did this is sick and powerful.
Suddenly he heard a soft scuttling behind him, he turned quickly, but there was nothing there but rustling leaves.
Alright… that's perfectly normal…
He walked slowly back to the car as his eyes quickly scanning the surrounding area. He slid into the driver's seat, where he noticed the flashing red light in the middle of his steering wheel.
Crap!
He swiftly popped the door open and dove out of the car a second before it burst into flames. He rolled along the ground at least a half dozen times before climbing too his feet.
That was damn close.
The sound of more rustling leaves caused him to look up. There, on an outstretching branch, stood a man shrouded in darkness.
Will brushed the dirt off his work clothes.
"You're probably wondering what happened. Well my late vehicle was installed with a little warning devise that notices if anyone other then I was in the car. If someone has, it'll warn me."
The man in the tree said nothing.
"It sounds a little paranoid but you know what they say, just because I think everyone's out to get me doesn't mean they're not."
Silence
"Nothing huh? Well, I'm very well known in criminal circles, but that assassination attempt was my first and I'm actually honored…"
The man leapt down from the tree onto the ground with such force that cracks had formed on the road beneath him. Under the moonlight, Will finally got a good look at him.
"Well now, you're not even human." He pulled out a laser pistol from the holster attached to his back. "Alright, I've decided to give you one more chance to do your job, but I won't make it easy for you. Of course, you should already be aware of that."
He sprinted into the woods, and the android quickly followed.
Will rushed forward at full speed. He turned his head just enough to see the android speeding along behind him.
He's fast; he'll catch up with me in seconds.
Will, stopped abruptly did a quick 180 turn, and proceed to fire in the android's direction. It jumped into the air over the laser fire, and directly over Will's head. It positioned its hand into a claw, and prepared to come down on him like an eagle on its prey.
Will rolled to the side just as the android came crashing down on the ground. It prepared to strike again when a soft beeping filled the air. The last thing the android saw before the explosion was the large grin on Will's face.
Moments later Will casually approached the flaming crater left by the explosion. It was at that moment, that the androids charred head landed by his feet.
"Sleight of hand my friend," Will, said proudly, "the laser fire was a decoy. The land mine was my real weapon. Of course, if you saw things at least two steps ahead like I do, you might have noticed when I dropped it on the ground."
So much for rust, that whole Stoppable thing was a fluke.
He put his foot on the android's head. "That's for the bear, my car, and my Beetles solid gold hits album.
The top of the androids head popped open releasing a massive amount of wires and computer chips. A wave of curiosity instantly washed over him.
Hmmm… maybe I can use these chips to find out who programmed it, send them a thank you note………… as a side project of course………… well, so much for vacation.
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Meanwhile in Middleton
"So was the movie really that bad?" Mrs. Possible asked, as she poured Kim a glass of milk.
"It was an eye opener, that's for sure." She paused as she searched for the words to say next.
"Mom, Ron and I have being seeing each other for awhile and I think that…"
"How are my two favorite ladies?" James Possible said, as he entered the kitchen. He kissed Kim on the forehead and his wife on the lips. "So, what's going on?"
He looked from Kim to his wife; neither of them said a word. He squirmed uncomfortably as the tension in the room hit him like a ton of bricks.
"Ok… terrific." he cleared his throat. "If anyone needs me, I'll be upstairs doing something." He turned and walked away quickly.
Mrs. Possible smiled. "Smart man, you're father, he catches on quick. So, what were you saying sweetie?"
"Right…" She took a deep breath. "I've been thinking lately, about us… and by us I mean Ron and I… and I think it might be time we took our relationship to the next level…"
Ring
It was her cell phone. She excused herself and quickly answered it.
"Hello."
"Kim!" said a panicked voice.
"Monique, is that you?"
"Oh thank god for speed dial. Kim, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could you swing by my house and save me from a brutal death?"
"What's wrong, what's happening?"
Monique crawled up into a ball in the backseat of her parent's car, a crowbar from her father's job clutched in one hand, her cell phone in her ear. The android battered at the door outside.
"Well, there's this thing and it's trying to kill me!"
Suddenly the side door was ripped from its hinges and the android peered into the car. She screamed and instinctively swung at the android with crowbar. She hit it on the side of the face. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry…" She recoiled in horror when she saw the metallic skeleton under its skin.
"Oh my god… Kim, hurry now!"
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"Ron, Anthony here is the son of my younger sister Gale."
"Gale." The name sounded familiar. Yes, he remembered a Gale. He'd never seen her, but he had heard enough at family reunions, especially if Uncle Joe brought a case of his "happy juice".
"Isn't she the one Grandma called a wh…?"
His mother cut him off quickly. "She was a little eccentric."
"Ronald, she was hippie," his father announced, as walked into the room. His mother gave him a sharp look. "Well she was!" his father protested, before walking off.
"She was the black sheep of the family. It's been years since I've talked to her."
As Anthony watched his grandmother explain the situation to his father, he adjusted the earpiece in his ear.
"Alright, they're buying it," said Aaron. "Remember, you're a terrible liar, so don't try improvising unless it's critical."
"It seems that sometimes his mother leaves him home alone for weeks at a time, when she starts going on a trip of some kind. Which she used do a lot when we were teenagers, so Anthony decided to finally meet the rest of his family."
"Turns out that the closest family member to me is also the most famous" Anthony chuckled nervously. "I mean, I've seen you on TV and stuff, and, um… I think that's cool."
Mrs. Stoppable smiled at him. "Oh, you poor boy, I know living with Gale must be rough, and to come all this way."
"Yes, my mother is irresponsible but I still love her."
Her smile widened.
"Oh my god, she is eating this up, you are so in. Flash the pearly whites, bat your eyelids, call her auntie and it's a done deal."
"So, if you don't mind Auntie Freyde, I'd like to spend some time here."
"Oh," she rushed forward and gave him a huge hug, "don't worry, Auntie Freda will take good care of you."
"Uh…" Before Ron could say anything, his phone rang. "What up KP…………what? All right, I'll see you out front.
Ron turned to his father. "Dad, I need your car!"
His father reached into his pockets and tossed him the keys. "Thank you, and excuse me." Ron sprinted through the front door. Kim was already outside, standing in the driveway.
"Let's roll" Ron entered the car, and Kim got into the passengers side.
"Step on it Ron, Monique's in trouble!"
"All righty, we'll be there in less then a minute." He sped out onto the main road.
"Uh… Ron?"
Ron had his eyes on the road as he hit a tight corner. "Yes Kim?"
"Who's in the back seat?"
"What?" Ron whipped his head around.
Anthony just smiled and waved at them. "Hi."
"Anthony… what in the…"
"No, don't stop," Kim said urgently. "Monique's in trouble!"
"Ok." Ron turned his attention back to the road. "That's my cousin Anthony, he's visiting us."
Kim stared at him curiously. "Nice to meet you Anthony, I'm…"
"Kim," Anthony said quickly. "Kim Possible, you…"
Read me bedtime stories until I was seven…
"…have been on TV. I've seen you on TV."
"Well Anthony, this might get a little dangerous, so just hang back a little ok?"
"Sure."
"Daddy behind the wheel, mommy by his side and junior in the back… this must be a dream come true for you, huh? You probably getting a little misty eyed, aren't you?"
"Shut up Aaron!"
Kim turned around. "Did you say something?"
"Not a thing."
"Are you crying?"
He wiped his face with his sleeve. "I'm fine… no probs here."
Kim stared at him for a moment, before she turned away.
"Ha, ha, ha, your mother thinks your nuts."
Anthony quickly turned off the earpiece.
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Monique attempted to crawl under the car, but she felt something claw at her ankle. The android's hand clamped down on her leg and picked her off the ground. She hung by the feet in his grasp as she struggled to escape. The android waved its chainsaw hand from the tip of her foot down to her face as if it was taunting her.
A large rock smashed across the androids face.
"Ron!" Monique screamed when she Ron grab another stone from the ground.
He threw it at the android. "Hey, over here! Are you distracted yet?"
The android used its chainsaw hand to batter the stone out of the air, just as Kim appeared from out of the blue and hit the android with a spinning heel kick. It dropped Monique on the ground and crashed a few feet away into a group of trash cans.
"Are you ok Monique?"
"Kim girl, you were kind of cutting it close there."
She got up just as Ron and Anthony caught up to them. "Monique you hang back with Ron's cousin. Ron let's…"
"…take this guy out right?"
"Look at that, we're finishing each other's sentences. "
The android clambered to its feet, stepped forward, and with its chainsaw hand, took a quick swipe at Kim. She ducked under the attack and threw her right forearm to the androids midsection. It didn't budge. It attempted an overhead strike, but she rolled out of the way seconds before the blow could connect. The android's arm shot forward, grabbing her by the wrist, and whipped her a few feet into the air.
"I gotcha KP!" Ron positioned himself under her, stretched out his arm and caught her as she dropped down. "Once again Kim, you fall out of the heavens and into my arms."
"Awww Ron, that is so sweet, but we don't have time for that now. There's a murderous android on the loose." She jumped out of Ron's arms. "Seriously though, that was really, really, sweet, you've been really romantic lat…"
Ron pushed her to the side and jumped away just as the android crash-landed on the same spot he had just been standing. Ron rolled to his feet. "Hey, can't we all just get along?"
The android swung at it him and he instinctively sidestepped the strike. "Come on, some of my best friends are androids." The android attacked again and again from all directions, but it was unable to land a single hit. Ron dropped down on his right side and executed a sidekick to the groin.
The android was not affected.
Oh right, he's a robot, time for plan B!
He brought his left leg to the outside of the android's left leg, and his right leg to the inside of its left foot. With one quick pivot to his right, he dropped the android to the ground.
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WEE HQ:
The henchman turned away from the satellite feed, a grim look on his face. "Uh sir, we've got a problem!"
Gemini stared angrily at the screen. "Yeah we have problem, we're losing, and that's the problem! And do you know why we're losing?" He addressed every henchman in the room. "Because these androids are pathetic, that's why! They're pathetic, whoever designed them is pathetic and the woman who conceived the designer is pathetic!"
He took a deep breath. "Order the android to terminate the target now!"
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The android jumped to its feet, ignoring Ron and Kim, heading straight for Monique and Anthony. Anthony placed himself directly in front of her.
"Let's get out of here!" Monique told him, as she attempted to pull him away.
"Wait, if I time this right…"
Five seconds
"Anthony, Monique, RUN!" Ron screamed.
The android was only a few yards away, thrusting out its chainsaw hand like spear. It was ready to impale him to get to Monique.
Four seconds
"We have to move now!"
Three seconds, two seconds…
"RUN!"
Now!
With his right leg he kicked the arm with the chainsaw away. He stepped down, and continued spinning in a clockwise motion, and followed up with a powerful left leg heel kick to the android's head, knocking it face first into the pavement, cracking its artificial skull.
Wow, that was really reckless… what was I thinking?
Anthony looked down at the android's motionless body then at the others who stared back with surprise on their face.
"Whoa, now that was pretty cool," Ron exclaimed.
Kim walked over to Anthony. "You know martial arts?"
He shrugged shyly. "I dabble."
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WEE HQ
Gemini threw his hands up in the air. "Oh heaven forbid this one might actually get the job done! These androids were programmed to be killing machines, but guess what they're not doing?"
None of the henchmen in the room said a word.
"Killing! How is it the one thing they were programmed to do, they're terrible at it? Can somebody answer that? Here are some more interesting questions… the android that attacked Will Du… why didn't it have the chain saw hand? And why is it that the arm that has the chain saw hand can't extend but the one without it can? Can you wrap your amoebic brains around that one?"
More silence.
"Pathetic, you're all pathetic! Are you trying to make me look bad, in front of the Brotherhood? Is it let's do our best to make Gemini look like a fool week?" Gemini massaged his forehead, grumbling. "Does the android have anything left?"
"Well, it's barely functional," replied a henchman.
"We can't afford having another one being studied. Have it concentrate all its energy on retreating."
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"That was one badical move there, I'm really surprised," exclaimed Ron!
"I just got lucky."
Kim nodded in agreement. "Thanks for helping protect Monique, who knows what might have happened if you weren't here tonight."
"I'm just glad to help."
Suddenly the android picked itself off the floor, loose wiring hung from the cracks in its face. Kim, Ron, and Anthony braced themselves for another attack, but the android jumped backwards, and continued jumping backwards until it was out of sight.
"Well," Ron scratched his head, "that was weird."
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Later that night: Stoppable home
"Welcome to the guest room."
Ron ushered Anthony into the room, his movements mimicking those of a real estate agent showing off a new home.
"The guest room is… for the guests… and it's clean… that's about it really."
Anthony threw his bags onto the guest bed. The new bags he carried were filled with clothes and phony souvenirs that he had bought before knocking on the Stoppable's door. Besides the clothes the rest of the stuff was useless, but Aaron thought he needed them to keep up the illusion. As he unconsciously unpacked his bags, Anthony was completely unaware that Ron was still in the room, watching him from the doorway.
"So where exactly are you from?"
"Me?"
"Uh, yeah, you"
" California. Alleghany California, that's where I'm from."
"Alleghan, that's my favorite font."
Ron laughed at the puzzled look on Anthony's face.
"It was joke; I read it in a comic somewhere. I don't know why but I've waited a long time to use that line."
"Yeah, it's pretty funny."
They shared a brief moment of spontaneous laughter.
"So, you said your mom likes to take off a lot. Don't you have anyone else back home… dad, brothers, sisters?"
The question caught Anthony off guard. "No, I'm an only child, my dad… uh… passed away, when I very young."
"I'm sorry, that's got to be rough."
Anthony shrugged. "Well, it wasn't that bad, my folks were kind of popular in my neighborhood, so I'd always hear stories about what a good guy he was, but like some people say seeing is believing."
Ron slowly made his way to Anthony. "Can I see your hand?"
"What?"
"Your hand," Ron repeated.
Anthony put his hand out, and Ron instantly jabbed his thumb with a needle. Anthony winced as tiny drops of blood fell to the floor. "What was that for?"
Ron grinned. "It's actually a long story. But look on the bright side, at least your not dissolving into a puddle of disgusting goo."
"What?"
"Yeah, never mind all that. Now, you better get some sleep, we've got a big day tomorrow."
"We do?'
"Yep you get the Ron Stoppable tour of Middleton!"
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An hour later: Smarty Mart parking lot
"And so ends our tour of Smarty Mart."
"Where smart shoppers shop smart… right?"
Ron gave him the thumbs up. "Hey, you catch on quick. Smarty Mart will always have a special place in my heart. I got my bud Rufus in aisle sixteen."
"Where is Rufus?"
"Oh, he's getting up there in age so he spends most of the day sleeping in my room. Now, I only take him out on really important missions…"
"Yo, Ron!"
Ron groaned when he noticed a large teen in basketball gear loitering across the street.
"Yo!" Ron answered back, then he motioned for Anthony to keep moving. "Old friend of mine, plays ball at the park with me and Felix, he's ok in small doses"
"Hey Mr. Possible, we need a good rebounder tonight. You know a lot about rebounds, right?"
Ron did a fake laugh. "That's hilarious man; I don't think I've ever heard that one. But you know what would have made it funnier? If we hadn't been dating for three years!"
He turned to Anthony again. "Jealousy is an ugly thing; you just got let stuff like that roll right off your back."
"Hey Ron, tell Kim she forgot her pants back at my house!"
"Ha like she…" Ron suddenly realized that he was walking by himself. "Ant?"
The teen was an XL sized individual, tall and wide. But that didn't stop Anthony from lifting him off the ground and pinning against a brick wall. "If you don't take back what you've just said, I'll rip out your tongue and shove it down your throat with my fist!"
It didn't take long for Ron to catch up with him. "Whoa, whoa, Ant, I'm pretty sure this is not how you make friends in a new town."
"He just insulted m… you and Kim," Anthony managed to spit out through heavy breathing and a clenched jaw.
"Yeah and…"
"And… and I look a little crazy, don't I?"
"I would have gone with a little psychotic. Now, can you let my friend down?"
Anthony let the boy down slowly. Before he could apologize, the boy quickly bolted down the street.
"I don't blame him, what part off letting it roll of your back didn't you understand?"
For the first time in a long time Anthony felt a tremendous shame, he couldn't even bring himself to look at Ron's face. "I'm sorry"
Ron put a hand on Anthony's shoulder. "Look, it's all right, just… wow… I'm getting this huge déjà vu feeling."
Ring
Ron answered his cell phone. "Hey KP….you and Monique….uh huh…yeah….uh, uh…no, no, no, no, no, no, fine."
He hung up the phone completely exasperated. "Ok, new plan. We're going to meet Kim and Monique at the mall; we've got no choice on the matter."
"That's ok."
"Hold on, let's get on the same page here. Now, they're most likely going to ask if we want to "help" them shop. Now we don't want to do that."
"We don't?"
"Of course we don't its hell! Now, after a reasonable amount of time, I'll say I have to show you around town and that we should get going. Now, if we stand united on this, we'll make out of there in less than an hour."
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Two hours later: Stacy's department store
How did this happen?
Ron tapped his foot three times on the ground because it was now asleep. He adjusted the heavy shopping bag that was now on his lap, as he shifted back and forth on the store's uncomfortable wooden bench. To his left sat Anthony who held bags of his own, Monique's contribution to the shopping. They yawned and stretched at the same time.
"It's that puppy dog pout, there's got to be away around it, something has to be able to counter its power!"
Anthony smiled, he knew all about the pout. Even in the distant future it was still an unstoppable force.
"Its situation like these that sometimes make me kind of sort of miss the 'just a friend' days. I mean when we were just friends, I could just flake out on these adventures, no harm, no foul. And the trick questions I never had to deal with those when everything was platonic."
"Trick questions?"
"You don't have a girlfriend, right?"
"I, well, I don't… maybe… I know a girl who's a friend."
Ron laughed. "You're kind of weird Ant."
"Is that bad?" Anthony said softly.
"Actually it's great. Never be normal, that's my motto! Now, about the trick questions, I don't know if she asks them on purpose or if it's just a girl thing, but I do know one thing for sure… she'll ask when I'm not paying attention."
Ron took a quick look to make sure Kim wasn't around. "There are the obvious trick questions like, let's say if you're playing your favorite video game, empty soda cans on the floor, pizza's in the microwave and then boom… she bursts in with a physics textbook in her hand and she says 'what do you think you're doing?'"
"That's not a trick question," Anthony remarked.
"Yes it is young padawan, because no matter how you answer it, the game's going off, the pizza's going to cool, and you'll be reacquainted with Niels Bohr. Then, there's the advanced questions, stuff that'll make superman sweat. Let's take the classic 'do I look fat?' No equals yes, yes equals YES, I don't know equals yes. It doesn't matter equals yes but I don't care. Oh, and god help you if you pause for even a second… that just screams yes. I learned that one the hard way!"
"Here's another gem… 'Notice anything different about me?' Easy enough, huh? Well, not if you've just spent the previous night playing games and watching movies with Felix and you've only gotten fifteen minutes of sleep. That's when it gets hard."
Anthony roared with laughter.
"Yeah, it's funny because you don't have to deal with it. Luckily, I've trained my mind like a steel trap. You have to be quick like a cobra. I've done research and I've got answers to everything. 'Where do you see this relationship going?' Where do you see this relationship going? 'Do you think she's attractive?' Who? 'What if I were pregnant' What if I werepregnant? You see I'm ready for anything."
"Ron, I need your help. Which pair of shoes looks better?" Kim pointed to the shoes on her feet and held up a pair of shoes in her hand.
Ron leaned over to Anthony and whispered into his ear. "She knows I don't know which shoes look better, and she knows I don't care. So why even ask? Now, the right way to do this is to ask her to try on the other pair, and then just say the first one was better, but there's a less diplomatic approach."
Ron studied the two pairs carefully, and then he nodded to himself as if he came to a conclusion. "Beats me Kim."
"You are no help," she said in huff.
"Um…" Anthony muttered before she could walk off. "I think you should go with the dark orange, it goes well with the cargo pants."
She smiled. "Thank you Anthony, and now that I think about it I really like this color."
"So why did you even bother asking me?" Ron cried out.
She ignored him, thanked Anthony again and walked away.
Ron turned to Anthony. "What was that all about?"
"My mother has similar tastes in clothing."
"You're mother… has similar tastes in clothing… with Kim?"
"Yes."
Ron leaned back on the wooden bench. "Hmm… that's a little peculiar."
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Bueno Nacho:
Anthony swallowed the last bit of his meal and wiped his mouth. Across the table, Ron eagerly awaited a verdict.
"Well… how was it? How'd your first naco taste?"
"It was… good."
"Good?" Ron said incredulously. "The naco is fantastic! That's two times better than good. And I should know I invented it."
"Yes, when Ron's not wrestling giant lizards, he's a really good cook." Kim said flatly.
Ron stared at her for a moment. "Monique can we switch places?"
"Certainly," she said with an amused look on her face. They switched places, Monique now sat next to Anthony and Team Possible sat together.
Ron continued to stare at her. "What are you doing?" he said softly.
She nonchalantly took a sip from of soda. "Am I doing something?"
"Are you still mad about the crocodile thing, I thought we talked about it?"
"No, actually we haven't. You've practically avoided the subject…"
"Obviously I avoided it, because I didn't want to talk about it, yet here I am…"
"Well excuse me for worrying about your safety."
"No, this is beyond worrying about safety. Lately on the missions, you've been…" He put his hands up in surrender. "Let's just drop this."
"What, what have I been doing, huh? Tell me, I want to know."
"You want to know? Ok, I'll tell you. KP, on some missions you baby me! There, I said it."
Kim looked at him in shock. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me! When did being cautious become 'babying'?"
"It becomes 'babying' when your helping me put on my own backpack."
"It's not my fault you're always doing something reckless."
"Everything we do is reckless!" he countered.
"What about when we were flying over that volcano and you just suddenly jumped out of the plane."
"I fell out of the plane!"
Anthony became concerned. He turned to Monique, who was busy enjoying a yogurt parfait.
"Um…"
"Don't worry about it," she said, "they're like an old married couple, give them a few minutes. Man, you really should try some of this."
"Maybe I should also give you a call when I need to use the potty. Would that be ok mommy?"
"You are such a child!"
"Wait, you're not going to spank me for misbehaving are you?"
"I can't believe you!"
"Don't worry, the mood is going change soon," Monique remarked.
Fifteen minutes later, the mood did change… drastically. And to his horror, Anthony had a front row seat to an impromptu makeup/make out session.
"I just don't want to see you get hurt," Kim said, as she nuzzled into Ron neck.
"I know you meant well." He nibbled lightly on her ear.
"Whoa…" Anthony looked around the restaurant, "uh… are they supposed to be doing this in public?"
Monique shrugged. "Bueno Nacho is like a second home."
"Hey KP, when I asked if you were going spank me, did you get turned on a little because I know I did."
"Ron!" she giggled playfully. "But truthfully, yeah I did." She whispered into his ear but not low enough for Anthony to avoid hearing.
"I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."
"It does take some getting used to," Monique chimed in.
"How about when I called you mommy?" Ron asked sensually.
"Ok! I'm going to step outside for some fresh air." Anthony brushed past Monique and headed for the exit.
In front of the Bueno Nacho entrance, he took a deep breath. "Oh man that is wrongsick!" But he couldn't help smiling as he said it. He looked up at the beautiful crystal clear night sky. Aaron was right, it was much better here in the past.
"Hey Mr. Hero."
Anthony immediately recognized the one who called to him. " Bonn… I mean… Ms Rockwaller… hi."
She giggled. "The name's Bonnie, not Ms. Rockwaller." She wore a tight fitting Jersey wrap dress that really, really shoved off her curves.
It's casual and yet incredibly freaking hot!
He stammered as she sauntered closer to him. "Ok Bonnie, uh… I'm Anthony."
"Anthony, isn't it rude for the hero to leave the scene before he's properly thanked?"
Anthony shook his head furiously. "There's no need to thank me, anyone would have done it."
She tapped her finger on his nose. "That's where you're wrong. My so called friends deserted me."
"Oh, they probably went for help."
She smiled at him, a beautiful smile. "You're cute, in a naïve sort of way. So, what are you doing out here alone anyway"
"Well I was just with…" he turned and looked back through the window of the restaurant.
"Kim and Ron," she interrupted. "So, you are related to him?"
"You could say that. Do you want me to go back in with me?"
"There's no need for that, we're not the best of friends. But, I'm sure if you ask them, they'll tell you that." She leaned in closer to him. "I have no problem dating younger guys."
Anthony began hyperventilating "I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I…"
Before he realized what was going on, she had already written her phone number on the palm of his hand.
"Now don't lose that."
"I, I, I, I, I, I, I"
"So cute, now don't leave a girl waiting Mr. Hero… I mean Anthony." She blew him a kiss and walked away.
"I, I, I, I, I, bye…"
It took a full minute before he managed to get his feet moving and his heart rate back to a normal level. But the shock was still with him when decided to head back inside.
"Ah young love it's so……lovely isn't that right young scion."
For the first time, Anthony noticed that there was man out in the darkness standing a few feet away, staring directly at him. The stranger smiled an innocent smile that went well with his clean-shaven face, long hair, and boyish looks. He looked no less then twenty five but no more then thirty. Despite his charming demeanor, Anthony instantly felt a large amount of distrust for the man. "Who are you?"
"I am a friend, although I'm dressed in casual wear. I'm actually part of an exclusive group…"
"The Brotherhood," Anthony surmised quickly. "How do you know about me?"
"Well now, you're a curious one aren't you? I just came to give you a chance to avoid future heartaches. It's a good opportunity to get in on the ground floor of something great."
"I won't let you corrupt my father!"
The man whistled happily. "Corrupt, enlighten, it's all in the eyes of the beholder. I really don't have to be here, things have already been set in motion, much earlier then you probably expected."
Anthony quickly grabbed the stranger by the collar. "If any member of the Brotherhood comes near my family, I will kill them myself."
The man kicked up his heels and laughed. "Interesting, you're serious! I can see it in your eyes… the anger, and the oooooh… hatred, so much hatred. You're not as 'pure', yes that's the word I'm looking for, as your old man. If only the roles were reversed, it would make things so much easier."
Anthony shook him furiously. "I'll never let you get your hands on him, do you understand me?"
"Understand this young scion," He brushed Anthony's hands off, and then began to wave his finger back and forth in front of Anthony's face "you… can't… fight… destiny! But you can be a part of it. "
Suddenly, a wave of darkness washed over them both. "Think about it young scion."
Anthony batted at the darkness as it surrounded him, and then, instantly, it was gone, taking the stranger with it.
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Minutes later back at the Stoppable home, Ron and Anthony walked wearily up the stairs towards their respective rooms.
"Sorry about today, it just couldn't be helped," Ron told him. He stopped mid yawn when he noticed Anthony looking at him. "Is there something on your mind?"
Anthony stayed quiet.
"Something you want to tell me?"
"Um… the truth is that I'm… I… I got this girls phone number," he said quickly, before he revealed the phone number on his palm.
"Wow, you do quick work, let me see that." Ron looked at the number. "Is this… no it can't… is this from Bonnie Rockwaller?"
"Yeah."
"Bonnie, BonBon, THE Bonnie Rockwaller. Man, I guess we've got babe magnets in our blood."
"What! What's in my blood?" Anthony hiccupped.
"Huh?"
"What?"
They blinked at each in confusion.
"Well, that was something… we'll finish talking in the morning."
"Sure… in the morning."
They nodded to each other, and then slowly made their ways down opposite ends of the hallway.
A/N I hope you enjoyed it, and stay tuned the next couple of chapters will be worth the wait.