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Chapter 13 The Reception
Ron and Kim walked arm in arm into the mess hall. Kim had changed into a pink kimono with red trim and large a flower pattern around the bottom and sleeves. There was a pink bow decorating the front of her obi. Ron had changed into an elaborate green and gold, tiger striped kimono. They had abandoned their socks and wore only the traditional wooden sandals on their feet. Bonny and Monique came over and, grabbing an arm each, tore Kim from Ron's grasp. The girls dragged Kim to a table and sat down. "O.K., girl," Monique squealed. "Spill! How was it?"
Kim beamed, but said innocently, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh come on Kim," Bonny slapped Kim's arm, "you got it!" Kim looked puzzled at her. Bonny smiled broadly. "You got the glow!"
"I still don't have any idea what you two are talking about," Kim smirked.
"Oh yes you do," Monique sang. "You and Ron did it, didn't you?"
Kim's straight face broke. She giggled and blushed. "Yeah, we did. It was..." Kim sighed and stared dreamily into space, "absolutely Wow-worthy."
"And did you have an orgasm?" Monique begged in a whisper.
"Monique!" Kim squealed.
"Yep!" Bonny beamed. "She had a big one!" The three girls fell into a giggle fit.
"Three!" Kim boosted.
Yori and Motoko joined the girls and Kim introduced everyone. "Is this conversation exclusive to the Middleton contingency?" Yori asked.
"Nope!" Monique chimed. "We were just pumping Kim for information about her dalliances with Ron for the past half hour. Maybe you could use some oriental tricks to make her talk."
"We could," Mo said with a smirk, "but it would leave some nasty permanent marks." She slyly nudged Yori.
"Yes," Yori said. "Nasty scars both physical and mental. I am afraid she would never be the same." She shook her head sadly.
Bonny and Monique looked horrified. "Really?" Bonny asked meekly. Kim started to grin but covered her mouth.
Yori and Mo looked at each other for more than a pregnant pause. Kim couldn't hold it back, she left out with a huge laugh. Yori and Mo started laughing too. "No not really," Yori finally chimed.
"We were just kidding," added Mo.
Ron watched the conversation between the five women from the doorway. Felix rolled up to him. "What do you think they're talking about?" the wheelchair bound man asked.
"I don't know," Ron answered. "And I'm not sure I wanta know. Women are a mystery to me and I'm not sure if I want to find out. I just want to learn all about Kim."
"Ah, Ron," Felix said, "That was a rhetorical question. I already knew the answer."
"Oh!" Ron said hesitantly, "Rhetorical, a school word. You know, I never studied rhetoricals. Why does everyone want me to study rhetoricals?"
"Ron..." Felix looked at him and sighed, "never mind." He changed tack. "So, did you and Kim have fun in your private room, if you know what I mean? Nudge nudge, wink wink." Felix nudged Ron with an elbow.
"Yeah," Ron said smiling. "We had a great time. We ate some food and talked a bit."
"And?"
Ron was taken aback. "Felix! I'm a gentleman! I would never kiss and tell."
"So you did get in some lip time," Felix said slyly. The two guys laughed.
Ron and Felix walked over to the table of women. "I need to borrow my blushing bride." Ron said, offering his hand to Kim. "We're suppose to light the oil lamps, remember?" Kim took his hand and allowed him to help her up.
"Hey, where's Rufus?" Bonny queried, looking around.
"I saw him heading toward the library," Yori answered. "He was chattering about I.M.ing someone named Jason. They are in the middle of an argument as to who is the better inventor, Einstein or Tesla."
"Oh Tesla, hands down," Monique stated firmly. Everyone looked at her quizzically. "What! Einstein was good with the theory but Tesla got down and dirty. He actually built all the things he came up with."
Kim and Ron made the rounds to each table, lighting the lamps and briefly chatting with everyone. As they talked to the students at the last table they heard someone clinking a glass with chopsticks.
Bonny stood in the middle of the room with her hands stretched up waving. "May I have everyone's attention, Please!" she yelled. The room became silent. "Thank you. My name is Bonny Rockwaller."
"We've heard about you Bonny," Mo said. "Hirotaka told us everything." Laughter and snickers came from the students.
"Hiro might have told you about the person that was the queen of Middleton High, but I'm a completely different person, thanks to Kim and Ron. I'm not sure what's normal for a Shinto wedding, as if this wedding is normal, but anyway, I would like to toast the happy couple." She raise her glass. "I propose a toast to Ron and Kim, my friends for one beautiful glorious year. Kim and I were bitter rivals for six years before they showed me true happiness. I wish them that happiness and much much more for the rest of their lives."
Glasses clinked together and everyone chimed, "To Kim and Ron!"
Kim raced to Bonny and embraced her. "That is so sweet! Thank you."
Bonny returned the hug and whispered, "I mean every word."
"As long..." Mr. Stoppable said loudly. The room fell silent again. "As long as the toasts have started, I'd like to make two. First, I'd like to raise my glass to our hosts, the Yamanouchi School and Master Sensei. They are most gracious and hospitable for throwing this bash. You know I thought I had reared a good, kind considerate son. This school and Master Sensei have taken Ron and made him a better man. To Yamanouchi and Sensei!" Everyone drank.
"Second, I'd like to toast the Possibles. They raised a fine daughter that has been an inspiration and companion to Ron. Kim, my wife and I have always thought of you as the daughter we never had. Now you are officially a member of the Stoppable family." He turned to Possible clan sitting across from he and his wife. "That includes the whole family James, Ann, Jim and Tim. I raise my glass to the Possibles." Everyone drank.
Dr. James Timothy Possible stood. "Thank you Dean," he said to Mr. Stoppable. "You and Janette have raise a fine son. Though I've cajoled, threatened and almost launched him into a black hole a few times," snickers came from the gathering, "he continued to stand up for himself. Ron has character and it comes from the parents. Jan and Dean, you are always welcome in the Possible house." He raised his glass. "To Jan and Dean Stoppable!" Everyone drank their sake.
Ron spoke up. "If this toasting keeps up I think I might be too toasted for tonight."
"That might not be a bad thing," Ann Possible sang. "I'm way too young to be a grandmother." Laughter filled the room. Kim and Ron blushed a brilliant beet red.
The rest of the reception was fairly mundane. The Master Lunch lady had provided a good mixture of oriental and western dishes. Wine, sake, tea and soda flowed freely and the conversation was always light and pleasant. Rufus came in after two hours on the web. Bonny asked the petite pink rodent who won the argument. "Woo Hoo, Tesla!" he cheered.
Everyone gravitated to the bridge as the sun started to set behind the mountains to the west. Kim and Ron stood next to their parents. "We should get going," Kim finally said to the group.
"Yeah, we have an hours hike to get to the meditation cabin," Ron added. He turned to Bonny. "Thanks again for looking after Rufus. For some reason he doesn't want to come with us."
"No problemo. I think he knows what's going to happen on your wedding night," Bonny answered with a slight blush, "and I don't think he wants to be in the way. Besides, that would take him away from the Internet and his connection with Jason."
"I don't think he'd be in the way," Kim said. "But it's his decision. How long are you going to stay?"
"Oh, we'll be gone before you get back," Monique said. "But don't worry, Yori said she'd look after the little guy when we take off."
Good byes were exchanged and the two newlyweds started out across the bridge. After walking under the waterfall they took the path to the right and walked hand in hand for a couple of minutes. "Burr!" Kim said shivering, "I'm starting to get cold."
Ron wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Better?" he asked.
"A little," Kim answered. She stopped for a moment and changed from her wooden sandal to her trusty white sneakers. They walked a little further. "That didn't help much either."
"So, do you wanta run?" Ron queried. "That'll warm us up and we did come here to train."
"Are you suggesting we race to the cabin?" Kim asked aloud, "because that would be an unfair race with your hyper-speed."
Ron quizzically looked at her. "Question Kim. You said you watched Monkey Fist and I fight. Did you see all the punches?"
Kim thought for a second. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I did see everything. Why?"
"You watched a hyper-speed fight and saw it all?" Ron paused. "Doesn't that mean you might have hyper-speed capabilities?"
Kim thought about the question. "I don't know. We can try."
They loosened the obis on their kimonos and started to jog up the path. "Slowly increase your speed at first. Just watch your footing," Ron cautioned. "You take it as fast as you want, I'll keep up with your pace."
Kim picked up her velocity and soon she was moving faster that she thought possible. "Hey, I'm doing it!"
"Kim, we need to stop now!" Ron practically yelled.
They came to a skidding halt. "Why? I was just getting into it," Kim said beaming.
"Cause we passed the cabin about five miles back," Ron said grinning from ear to ear.
Kim's jaw dropped to the hard packed ground. "What? We cover a distance in ten minutes that would normally take an hour to hike? No way!"
"Way Kim." Ron looked at her. She was breathing heavily but barely sweating. "How fast were you running?" he asked.
"I was running hard, but not pushing it. I was a little concerned about tripping over rocks," she said as they turned around and started back down the path. "How fast were you going?"
"Me in these wooden sandals?" Ron scratched the back of his head. "I was just jogging. You don't mind that I'm faster than you, do you?"
Kim thought for a moment. "No, not really. You got the full monkey. I only got a piece of the Power." A wicked grin spread across her face. "Just wait til we face off against Shego! With my upgrade, I'll whip her scrawny green butt big time!"
"That's one thing I love about you KP," Ron said, his goofy grin planted firmly on his face. "You can always see an up side to anything."
They hyper-sped/jogged to the cabin for their first night as man and wife. When they arrived, Ron built a fire in the kitchen stove and Kim tidied the room and turned down the bed. They met in the center of the room and kissed. "I have something for you," Ron said meekly. "But I'm not sure if you want it." He reached in the sleeve of his kimono and pulled out two well worn sheets of paper and handed them to Kim.
She perused the pages. "The Lists!" Kim said in shock. Ron took a step back and was about to say something. Kim leapt into his arms. "Thank You!" she squealed. "I thought I threw them away!"
"You did," Ron softly said. "But I knew you might want them, eventually."
Kim's finger slid down a page and stopped. "Here. I think we should start with this one," she enthused.
Ron looked where her finger was pointing. "Kimberly Ann Stoppable! I'm shocked!" Ron said mockingly.
Kim blushed. "Why? Don't you want to try it?"
"Yes, of course," Ron said and smiled. "It's just that you never like to do that one before."
"I don't remember," Kim said, staring at the pages. She folded them carefully and tucked them into her backpack. "Wait a minute, What did you just call me?"
"I said Kimberly Ann Stoppable," Ron stated firmly.
"Ooh, I like the sound of that," she purred. "So tell me, what did I like?"
Ron gave her a quick peck on the lips and picked her up in his arms. He walked to the bed and laid her gently onto the sheets. "I thought you'd never ask."
A/N: There's been a bit of a debate as to what the parents names are. In the show, we know Mr. Possible is James Timothy. He has two sons, Jim and Tim, so a pattern emerges. I made Mrs. Possible 'Ann' because the names we do know seem to fit the pattern, ergo, the daughter's middle name would come from the mother. Kimberly Ann Possible's mother would be Ann. Likewise, Ronald Dean Stoppable's father would be Dean. Since Ron has no sister I dubbed his mother Jan after the singing duo, Jan and Dean. My reasoning is somewhat sound, and somewhat screwy.
Also, if you think you recognize Kim's pink kimono, it's a description of the one Fuu wears in the series 'Samurai Champloo.'