Best Friends Since Pre-K chapter 2

Disclaimer: Disney owns Kim Possible and they are highly unlikely to give it to me. Although it is on my birthday list…

Hey there KP fans! Here is chapter 2. Yes, I know that my chapters are still short, and I'm sorry about that. Once the story becomes more exciting (which will happen,) the chapters will be longer too, I promise. I also have an announcement. Due to posts and also e-mail testimonies I have decided to have Ron get his monkey powers, although much later than Shego and the gang get their comet powers. I do think that is the best choice. Thank you to everyone who voted and I hope you all enjoy the story!

Also, thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 1. You are all wonderful and made me happy!

In response to a review which asked what Bugger Bridge was: Bugger Bridge is a very fun card game. I play it all the time with my friends and family. It is sort of like Yuker in the way that it has suits which are respectively the highest cards in the game, though no bowers. Basically you all bid on how many tricks you think you can win and you get points if you win that amount. Also, the number of tricks in each hand varies as well as the suit which is more powerful, and the bids made by everyone cannot add up to the amount of tricks in play. To break it down, at least one person must fail to win his or her tricks each round. This encourages the other players to attempt to mess each other up so that they will get ahead in points. There are a lot more rules to this game, but if you feel like looking them up on the internet and trying the game with your friends it is lots of fun. (The game can also be called Screw Your Neighbor, and Oh Hell.) Enjoy! ;)

The school where Ron and Diana spent their days was made of rough, gray stone that was just beginning to look worn around the edges. It was of a very modest size, but they had recently added a new gym onto the back of it, which seemed, at first glance, almost as large as the school itself. The refurbished library also lent the school an air of sophistication and higher learning for the discerning viewer, not that many of the students were conscious of this effect.

Diana glanced up at the familiar walls as she and Ron entered the shadow of the building and approached the large double doors. A morning of prison she thought, but not unhappily. She didn't like school, true. She found many of the classes that she was required to take to be boring; taught by tired teachers who spoke as if they knew everything. They told you that what you learned was fact, pure and simple, which was really a ridiculous mentality even for a science class. So many thing people believed today might easily be overturned with a new discovery tomorrow. And when it came to her English courses, when teachers pretended that they knew the intent of authors about who very little was really known by anyone, well then she had a hard time not arguing right to their faces.

Diana liked literature. She wasn't a book worm, but she read quite a lot and had several favorites which she came back to every couple of years and never got tired of. But when she read the books for class, quite frequently she didn't exactly agree with what her teachers, particularly Mr. Haberd or Miss Star thought they meant. But she was still required to write about these views in her essays and in exams, of course.

However, in spite of annoyances like this, Diana knew that the school was merely a means to an end. She didn't quite know what she would like to become yet, but she knew that wherever she wanted to go, school would help to take her there.

"Diana, look!" Ron exclaimed, breaking into her unconscious thoughts. On the bulletin board next to them in the hallway was a new piece of paper, conspicuous because it was coloured bright pink. In the center of the sheet, large black letters proclaimed:

7 Stories

A Play by Morris Panych

Auditions in the Theatre

3:30pm, Friday April 6th

"Auditions are this Friday," Ron said with a kind of hunger in his voice. Diana looked over at her friend quickly.

"It's not a musical, is it?" she asked.

"No." Ron was still eyeing the garish paper. "I haven't seen it," he continued, "But I did read the script, years ago. It's a kind of satire, um…absurd theatre. It's really funny."

"Well, do you think you'll try out?"

Ron pulled at his ear uncertainly with one hand. He looked wistfully at the notice. "Maybe," he said slowly.

Diana watched him. She thought he should at least try out, both because he really seemed to want to, and because she knew how good he was at performing and getting people's attention. He would probably be really well suited. But because he wanted this so much he was clearly nervous and didn't want to set himself up for rejection. She knew that feeling all too well herself, and she also knew what Ron said to her when she hesitated about following her dreams.

"Hey," she said, and Ron pulled his eyes away from the bulletin board and focused them on her. "You know that you'll really regret it if you don't try out." Diana smiled at him a little.

"I know…" Ron offered uncertainly.

"And what did you say to me when I wouldn't go out for cheerleading?"

"No fair, it's not…"

"It's exactly the same," Diana countered. "Come on." Her smile was wider now, a little mischievous.

Ron sighed. "The only people who fail are the ones who don't try," He said with dignity. He was clearly annoyed that she had succeeded in using his own argument against him, but Diana could tell that he wasn't annoyed enough not to listen to the logic.

"And…" she persisted.

"And…I can handle this." Ron finally cracked a smile. "I am never encouraging you again," he declared.

"Aw, but then how would I win arguments?" Diana laughed. A bell rang out high over head.

"Here's an argument," Ron said, nodding at the suddenly hurrying students around them. "Five minutes to get to class."

"Duly noted," Diana agreed, hurriedly checking her backpack for math book and binder. "I'll see you in English, and I'll help you practice this evening, okay? You'll knock the judges dead."

"Not too dead I hope." Ron smiled and waved as he turned and headed down the hallway toward his geography class. Diana waved too. She knew it was going to be a good day. Now if she could only survive her looming math quiz it would be excellent. Tossing her long black hair over her shoulder, she grabbed her bag and walked swiftly in the opposite direction from her best friend. The sunlight fell through the corridor's windows as stripes of warmth and she closed her eyes as she passed through them. The school would lead them wherever they wanted to go, and the world was open.

Author note:

As you can see, I've used my creative license on Shego's character, but I rather like how she is turning out. Ron is also a little different from his character in the show with achievements such as his monkey kung fu and different interests. I do think these changes are believable, but I would love to hear what you all think.

Oh, 7 Stories is a really good play. It is funny and strange and well worth reading and especially watching. I also happen to think that Ron would be excellent in this play. Most of the characters are quite ridiculous or paranoid, and I could easily see him in one of those roles, but we'll have to see what happens in that regard. ;)

Next chapter is coming out soon, I hope. Thanks for reading!