Author's Notes!

Hey there!

We're definitely heading towards the end of the introductory stage here. It's been a while since my last update and now we're entering the final trilogy before this story will branch out to different routes! So, first thing's first, the route that this story will take is still a Kim/Ron pairing endgame. As for the other routes, I'll post them in a separate story and will start where Chapter 17 left off. (For example: If we go with the Bonnie route, I will post a new story titled "Rockwaller's Pure Love Road" and will start where the last part of the introductory arc left.) In accordance with the VN, the three main routes of the story comprised of Kim, Bonnie, and Shego, with short snippets from Adrena and Tara. Tell me what you guys wanted to see thru the poll I've set up on my profile!

Another thing, like what I've said a few updates ago, this story will be on the back burner for the entire duration of December, as I will devote the time to resurrect my older stories. I've been holding on for some chapters because I wasn't confident enough with them, but now I'm ready to post them. I think I will squeeze a special Christmas one-shot about this one, though. At the start of 2019, meanwhile, I will alternate between updating this one and the rest, so you won't have to wait for long.

I am kmtdiccion and here's the start of the exciting trilogy for the story...


"Possible's Pure Love Road"
by: kmtdiccion


Chapter Fifteen:
"The Day Of The Pickles: The Fellowship Of Delinquents"


The delinquent world is changed.

I feel it in the river.

I feel it in the mountains.

I see it in the clouds.

Much that once was is lost, for none dared to go against it.

It began with the forging of the Gods of Battle. One were given to the Queen B, intelligent, charismatic, the most cunning of them all. The second one to the Massacre, holder of the greatest blood lust of the Tri-State Area. And the last one, the final one gifted to the Bloody Fox, who wields every technique known to Man on her hand. For within these goddesses were bound the strength and the will to govern each pillar of the delinquent world. But they were all of them deceived, for they aimed for a higher throne. Deep in the land of Middleton's past, through the fires of the chaos' heyday, the legendary Middleton Scalpel forged all delinquents together, and for a few short years, she poured her dominion, subjugating the entire world under her might.

One delinquent ruled them all.

After her sudden disappearance at the top, one by one daring delinquents struggled to claim what was once hers, though all of them stumbled eventually. A group of upstarts and hooligans marched against the armies of Middleton's olden age, and on the very slopes of the Rockies, they fought to conquer Middleton. Victory was near, but the power of the delinquent's will cannot be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that the Angel of Destruction, the right-hand of the Great Energy, took up her predecessor's role.

The last vestige of the olden Middleton delinquents was defeated. The crown was passed to the Angel, who had this one chance to claim dominion on all of Middleton, but her heart doesn't have enough will to take charge. And the throne of power has a will of its own. It betrayed the Angel towards her own subjugation.

And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And since the town's founding, no one had defied the Scalpel's legacy. Until, when chance came, it ensnared another challenger.

It came to the Queen B, who started to yearn for the spot. And there her dreams started to consume her mind. From tens, she easily grew into hundreds after a short amount of time. For months, her charisma has started to gain momentum, driving more and more delinquents to be under her umbrella. Her sphere of influence gradually grew wider and wider. Rumor grew of a surging delinquent group in the west, whispers of awe and tear, and the delinquent world perceived its time had come. It abandoned Angel and was about to transfer to the brunette, but then something happened that the it did not intend. A change started to ripple throughout the world, and its origin is from the most unlikely person imaginable: a normal person, Ronald Dean Stoppable, of Middleton.

For the time will soon come when Ron will shape the fortunes of all.


"Here's fine." Kim muttered softly when the duo reached an intersection. Ron looked around and was mildly surprised that her house is somewhat near to his usual walk towards school. He rubbed his chin in thought and murmured "Huh, so you live around here?"

That made the redhead to grit her teeth as she started to regret saying anything "Gh... I shouldn't have shown you where I live." Watching her still putting up her stubborn side made the boy chuckle and waved his hands in surrender "Ahaha, I won't tell anyone." The girl, however, wasn't placated with his words and retorted "The problem is that you know! It's already kinda... It's completely, you know..."

Her voice dropped into a full stop as she remembered their intimate encounter earlier. Her blush grew wilder as Ron looked on with curious eyes, asking about what she meant. Unfortunately for him, all he got from her was a resounding "Shut the hell up!" Heaving a sigh, the female delinquent shook her head and mumbled by turning away from him "Later, see you at school." Waddling like a penguin, she slowly marched on, leaving the blonde boy behind.

Ron stood still on his spot for a moment. Now that things have finally cooled down in his head, he realized that she's still feeling a bit hurt, and his teasing wasn't helping her either. He didn't want to end the night like the way it is, and so he started sprinting. It took him no time to reach her. "Kim!"

She turned her head around and tilted her head in curiosity. And after taking in a big breath, the boy started to apologize by bowing his head, this time he's sincere. "I wanted to apologize one more time about earlier. I know I've been a bit on the teasing side earlier, but I really-"

"Uh... I-It's fine." His speech was interrupted. And when Ron looked up, she saw a flushed Kim with her finger lightly scratching her chin "I'm just as much to blame. I didn't resist." When Ron tried to reason, Kim shook her head negatively and said "I was out for three hours, right? And you didn't do anything while I was asleep, right? You didn't do anything while I couldn't resist. You only did weird stuff to me while I could've kicked your ass. I'll consider that sincerity. You don't need to apologize."

Looking at her gentle smile gracing her face, the freckled teen eventually accepted her reason. "Mm... Okay. Then instead of an apology, an excuse." When a questioning gaze rose from her, Ron decided to open up "For why I did it... So a big part of it was that I wasn't able to control myself. But more than that, it was because you were so cute today, and attractive, and... And because I like you."

With her breath hitched from the sudden confession, the two stared at each other, both of their cheeks blushing intensely. Now the cat's out of the bag, he supposed that he should unload everything that's been on his mind, and so he closed his eyes, fearing that he would see her reaction, and said "I've come to like you even more than I did back when I said it last weekend."

A long moment of awkward silence passes and Ron can't help but feel nervous about the situation. Deciding the he should spare a glance, he saw Kim bowing her head down, her bangs blocking her face. It took her a while before she could regain her composure. He expected that he'll receive either a yes or no answer, but the one she gave to him was rather in the grey area. "... That so?" She spoke before turning around and resumed to her walk back home.

This time, the blonde teen didn't give chase. Although he saw her blushing, she still hasn't answered anything, and with a somewhat happy feeling bubbling inside, he started walking back to his home. Ron heaved a sigh while thinking about the day he had. "Clearly, a lot has happened... but despite her open answer in the end, I feel strangely good." He mused while walking. It's been evident that his feelings for the redhead went past the 'interested' stage.

He's now officially liking the Bloody Fox.

And that sentiment brought out mixed emotions out of him. On one part, he's extremely elated about how close they've become today. But, that also lead him into realization that once the festival ends, their relationship as 'temporary lovers' will be over. The things that will happen after the Pickleworks isn't set to stone, and Ron knew it is up to him if he wanted to continue. "Tomorrow night. After the end of the Pickleworks Festival, the event that ties me and her together... When that ends... If possible..."


Possible residence...

Even though her legs still felt jelly, the redhead delinquent reached home in the nick of time. She opened the door and was greeted with boisterous laughter emanating from her brother's room, while an aromatic stench of food wafted from the kitchen. Kim closed the door and greeted "I'm hoooome."

She entered the den and plopped herself down the sofa. She let out a sigh and stared at the ceiling. Although once she started to relax, her memories of the not too distant past with a certain blonde boy (earlier) started to pop up on her mind. That and combined with his recent confession, the redhead's eyes widened as the embarrassment of their time together came back in full force. "... Uh... Aaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhh~~~~~~!"

She started rolling around the sofa while her hands instinctively went on her face, covering the blush spreading like a wildfire on her face. Her mother, meanwhile, popped her head from the entranced and asked with concern "What are you screaming for, Kimmie?" The younger teen went towards the matriarch in a bone-crushing hug and sobbed "Aaaaahh, M-M-M-Mom... What am I going to do?"

Anne rose her brow and asked "What happened? Did your date not go well?" Flashbacks of her rather raunchy encounter with Ron made Kim blush harder and stuttered "Uuuh... No, it went well. In fact... I think it might've gone a hundred times better than expected." Looking at her mother's expectant look, not quite getting what she's trying to discreetly say, the daughter can't help but let out a sigh. She was silent for a while before calling out "... Hey, Mom. Have you ever lost a fight?"

The delinquent-turned-neuroscientist pondered about her question and murmured "Have I ever lost a fight? Let me think... Hmm, I did retreated that one time when they brought out the entire paramilitary force back in Chechnya back in the day... Ooh, there's also the time your Nana once chased me all over the world with a group of intelligence agencies and secret service people under her influence when she first learned that her son is dating me..."

Despite the outrageous memories her mother has been recalling, those didn't dampen Kim's anxiety. She closed her eyes and admitted to her "... I lost... for the first time since I was born. It's never happened before. I couldn't do a thing."

Raising her brow, the short-haired redhead mother prodded her with "You got into a fight even today?" To which Kim responded with "It wasn't actually a fight... Oh, uh... I did fight, though." Her answer made Anne to only stare at her, making said teen to flush in embarrassment. It took the mother a while before realization dawned on her when she noticed her daughter's eternal blush and twiddling thumbs, signs that made her believe it wasn't a delinquent fight she's referring to, and with a cheeky smile, the neurologist nodded her head and answered "... Oh, right. I have lost. Lots of time."

When she noticed the younger redhead to turn her head back at her with a questioning gaze, Anne laughed and explained "Your father. I caved only to James. He attacked me over and over. I had lost before I knew it." She turns her sight towards a gallery of their photos, with a large portrait of their family picture displayed right in the middle, and whispered "In a way, tomorrow's Pickleworks' the anniversary of my loss. Love was a reaaaally strong enemy."

Kim's eyes glazed for a moment, imagining one particular blonde during the event where her parents first got together, and a shiver ran along her spine. Smiling at her bashful display, she stood up and said "Now then, hurry up and change out of those clothes. You haven't eaten dinner yet, right? The brain loaf's already done so I'll go and get it ready." With that, she stood up and started walking towards the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Kim just listlessly nodded her head, with her mind still full of her thoughts. The last line her mother told her spoke volumes inside since the unknown feeling easily grabs hold of her. She had lived her life free of anyone's control, and most delinquents even dared to dream of having this much control of her. And the fact that it was no other than a blonde civilian who made her heart run in a frenzy made her feel slightly conflicted. "I-I'm supposed to be the Bloody fucking Fox, for crying out loud! No one should control me like that!"

With her agitation slowly rising, the redhead suddenly growled "Nuuaaaah! That's right! You better not think you've won with that, Ron. Today was... uh, we were evenly matched... RON!" At the mention of his name, however, her voice started to die down as flashes of his goofy grin pops out of her mind. She cursed herself for feeling weak in front of him, and before she could wallow in her despair, her mother interrupted her thoughts. When she looked towards the kitchen, she saw the matriarch wearing a Cheshire grin and suggested "Hey Kimmie, do you want something special for dinner tonight? To celebrate?"

With her face red like a ripe tomato, the infamous female delinquent shouted back "M-Mom, shut up!"


Stoppable residence...

It was already deep in the evening, but Ron's mind is still very active. Based on the events that transpired earlier, he should've lost all of his energy. But, he's been two hours on his bed and his eyes still don't feel heavy. And the reason for that was pretty simple:

Ron's still thinking about the love motel incident.

He couldn't help it. He's right in the middle of puberty and his libido seemed to be eternally switched on. Every time he tried to close his eyes, flashes of her face scrunched up in pleasure would instantly appear in his mind. And now that he thought about it, he hadn't let out the pent-up pressure he had while massaging her. With his eyes went wide open, he quickly set his sights on the tissue box on his bedside and pondered. "U-Uh... I think I'll just jack it off. Maybe I can sleep after I'm done."

No porno magazines or videos are needed, based on how he could vividly remember the contours of her body. Nodding to himself, he grabbed the tissue and placed it near him and started to dive his hands inside his boxer. But, before he could even get the grasp on his precious jewel, his door suddenly went wide open, a boisterous voice filled the room "Yeeeaaah~ Hyper Univer-Sis Time's starts now~!"

Scrambling out of his bed, Ron quickly pushed his sister out of the room and shouted "GET OUT!" Adrena tried to protest but she all she received was a door shut in front of her after being dragged outside. Her brother yelled back after locking the door "Let me be alone tonight. Seriously, please."

"Why would you say thaaaat~? You're making your older sister unhappy~" Adrena whined while knocking heavily on the door. "Not enough brownie points, including the weekend. I told you before, a younger brother has to make sure to want to be with his older sister, or things are going to fall apart!" On the other side, the blonde teen fought the urge to let out an exasperated sigh. He's used of his sister's dramatics since she employs it in every chance she gets, so he went into silent mode.

And right on the money, Adrena broke down to sniffles as she croaked "H-How awful! You don't need me anymore, Ronnie?" When he still didn't respond, she broke out into a full blown crying session "Waaaaaahh, my younger brother hates me! I'm a failure as an older sister! I'm depressed. I wanna die!"

On that point, he finally let out the sigh he's been holding and muttered "... You should limit the crocodile tears to at least once a month. This is the third time this week you've done that." Ron turned the doorknob and opened the door, conceding "I understand. I'll service you until you're satisfied." And before he could blink, her body crashed into his, with her arms slinking around him, enveloping the teen in her embrace. The blonde woman's face lit up in a shiny grin "Yay~"

He shook his head, but nonetheless, accepted the hug and returned the favor "What am I going to do with you, sis?" The two managed to fall down on his bed, to which the elder of the Stoppable siblings nuzzled her head on top of his and murmured "Okay, we'll start with sleeping together." He let go of her for a moment to close the lights and answered "Understood, and it's not 'we'll start', okay? This is the end."

His pent-up frustration on his lower parts still untouched, Ron tried to fought the sensations he's currently feeling. He's sure he didn't want to cross the line, but trying to sleep under his circumstances proved to be almost impossible. Adrena, meanwhile, giggled while hugging him tighter, pushing her chest and things against him. Ron fought the urge to groan at her action. "Y-Yeah... I don't think I can sleep well tonight..." He mentally slapped his forehead as he tried to get as much rest as he can in preparation for the big day tomorrow.


Riverside...

While most of the population was sound asleep, Bonnie was wide awake, still brooding about her failed excursion. She was so sure that they couldn't escape her grasp. In fact, the two took the same exact route she thought they would take. She deployed a significant chunk of her force to guard any possible exits, but once she reached the trap, there were no redhead or blonde to be seen. After berating her members for nearly an hour, she begrudgingly let them go for the meantime. "The real event will happen tomorrow, so I'll bank all of my effort for that." She thought as she approached the riverside road.

Just in time, her newest target is within her sights. With a smirk forming on her face, Bonnie signaled her men to follow her and tail a certain pale green girl who is currently chilling on a public bench like how she expected. The group advanced until a few meters were left, to which she motioned them to stop and let herself to be in front. "Yo... As aloof as ever. I've been looking for you. I'm glad I've found you tonight... 'Massacre'."

Shego, meanwhile, stretched her arms up and lightly scratched her stomach, muttering "Kuaah... Sleeping on the bench kinda sucks. Stinks of the river. And you get a buncha loudmouth idiots showing up, too." The entire group tensed as Shego sent them a narrowed stare. Their brunette leader, on the other hand, just snickered at her audacity to mock them and retorted "Kukuku... Pretty big talk for someone surrounded by almost 300 people."

The taller green girl looked around and pondered, a sinister smile forming on her face "300, huh? I don't care about the numbers. But, if you come for a fight, then I'm all up for it."

Jennie suddenly went towards her and complained "You're always so rude to Bonnie, ya know." But instead of a glare, Shego greeted the small girl with a smile "What up, Shorty? And you're as adorable as ever." Her comment easily ticked the smaller of the Gold sisters off and retaliated "Shorty!? Why you little! I'm Jennie Gold, a.k.a. Middleton's Hanging Camellia! You wanna fight!? You got one!"

Sprinting as fast as her lithe body can, she leaped towards her and attempted to lock her in a grip. She latched on her body and hugged her tightly. So focused in her attack, however, she didn't notice that her move didn't affect the girl at all. Shego decided to play along and yelled "Ahh! Y-You got meee~ I can't beat you, Hanging Camellia!" Jennie smirked as she thought that she actually caught the fiercest delinquent in Middleton and said "Hahaaaah! Easy peasy!"

Shego just smiled at her and tried to wiggle out of her 'hold', if her grip around her would even be called a hold. But since she celebrated earlier, she didn't latched on to her, and so when the girl moved, Jennie was quickly off of her and was sent towards the heaps of garbage bins a few feet away. In a blink of an eye, Emmie and a large portion of the group ran towards the girl, who although her landing has been cushioned by the bags, still went limp as the garbage can behind her were bent considerably.

Filled with rage, the larger sister faced the pale green girl and yelled "What the hell, Massacre!? You went too far, lemme tell ya!" Her outburst was only met with a rub on her back as Massacre explained "I didn't even knew she didn't held on to me. All I did was a little shake. And besides, she's fine. There were bags there that took the hit."

Bonnie interjected and said "Still too far! Jennie's so weak she has to lay down to rest for three days after hitting her pinky against the drawer!" Said girl who was down on the dumps has her eyes spinning while murmuring "Hehehehe~ Massacre's easy peasy, y'know~"

Shego pointed at the delirious girl and reasoned "It's fine. Look at her, she looks happy." That didn't sit well with the bigger sister. Emmie stood in front of her and growled "I can't just sit back down when my sister's gone down, lemme tell ya! Yaaaaaaaaah!" And with a loud roar, she charged towards the pale green girl. She position her arms in front and tried to tackle the standing delinquent. She thought that Massacre would dodge her telegraph attack, just like what the Blood Fox did the last time they clashed.

But, the person in front of her is no Kim Possible as Massacre let out a sadistic smirk and raised her hands to meet with hers. And on the point of collision, their hands were entangled akin to a sumo wrestling competition. Emmie tried to overpower her with her mass and force, but it didn't manage to move her even for a millimeter. With her sinister smile still in place, Shego whispered in her always playful voice "Oh, would you look at you. You got a bit stronger."

With her power slowly decaying, Shego started to add more pressure on her hands as the giantess was started to get pushed back. She narrowed her eyes this time and asked "So? What are you going to do now, Emmie? Want me to make you cry again like I did two months ago?"

Meanwhile, Tara just stared in a mixture of awe and fear reverberating her entire body as she watched the biggest woman in their group started to be pushed out by her opponent "Emmie's tackles can push over small trucks, but Massacre just stopped her head on..." The black long-haired girl heard her and shifted her sight towards the blonde, asking "What's that, Blondie? You wanna go next?" Tara backpedaled and stuttered out her response "O-O-O-O-Of course not! It's not my nature to pick losing fights!"

"Stop it, Emmie. We didn't come here today to fight." All whispers stopped as the brunette leader finally ordered. Emmie obeyed without any reaction and let go of her. Shego rose her brow at her action and mused "Oh, really? I was thinking I'd get to see 290 more of those scenes."

The thinly-veiled threat didn't go over the massive group's heads as their hands tightened around their weapons in suspicion. Bonnie, however, just let out a smirk and replied "Hmph... I just came here to talk." The senior Go Academy delinquent narrowed her eyes and growled "I've got nothing to talk to you about." She was about to leave the group behind when Bonnie opened a box and said "I bought some pepperoni pizza, as a present."

Shego stood still for a moment, before facing back at her and said "Let's talk."

And just like that, the mood suddenly brightened. Bonnie ushered her men to set up a feast as she smiled at Shego "Good... Let's start with food. Get those burgers out as well." The rest of the Food Chain brought out blankets and spread them all over the park. It was already past midnight, so there were no people nearby. Bonnie and the rest of her generals went to a bench where a foldable table is already waiting for them. It took them a few more minutes until every member was settled.

Now currently holding her treasured burger, The charismatic leader of Food Chain bit into her food with much gusto. She chewed it for a while before swallowing it, making said girl to let out a sigh of satisfaction. On the other side of the spectrum, Shego was wolfing down her share in speeds faster than the human eye can track. She easily devoured the boxes of pizza and some burgers near her. After letting out a burp, Massacre commented "Burger's pretty good now and then..."

Bonnie's eyes shone and nodded enthusiastically "Isn't iiiit~? It's God's blessing on Earth!" The girl stared at her blissful face and commented offhandedly "To think the youngest daughter from the Rockwaller family would have such junky tastes."

The brunette narrowed her eyes at that and retaliated "... That's rich, coming from you, Miss daughter of the town mayor." Shego clicked her tongue when she mentioned about her background and didn't say anything else on that matter. "So? Spit it out already." Bonnie waggled her finger and replied "Now just wait. There's no place for coarse talk during burger time."

And with that, she took another bite with complete joy. Massacre just stared incredulously at the girl, who was still preoccupied in sighing lovingly at her food like some kind of god. "This is the best~" She murmured with glazed eyes as she continued chewing, trying to relish every bit of flavor from the bite she took. Looking at the burger in hand, Shego thought of a nice prank to get the Queen B back to reality. And with a smile plastered on her face, she went near her and said before diving to her burger "This meaty part's mine!"

Shocked, Bonnie stiffened when she felt her taking a quick bite on her share. And when she looked down, it turned into rage as she realized that the thickest part of the patty has been eaten. Standing up, she glared at the smiling pale green girl menacingly and growled "Yoouu motherfuckeeeeeeerr! You took the most favorite part of that burger!" She turned towards her men and shouted "Everyone, grab your weapons! It's time for war! We're gonna fuck up this meat thief, with the full might of Food Chain!"

While most of her subordinates were confused by her sudden orders, Tara came to her aid and tried to placate her anger down "Stop, stop! B! We're not here to fight, remember?" The soothing voice of the platinum blonde managed to get her back to her senses as Bonnie started settling down her seat, muttering "W-Wha!? R-Right... Kh... I'll forgive you this time. I'll be tolerant since you're not picking a fight."

Meanwhile, Shego swallowed the bite she took from the brunette, and muttered "Mgmg... Yeah, this burger kinda sucks."

"Yooooouuuuuu biiiiiiiitch!" Bonnie roared for the second time. And just like earlier, Tara placed her hands on her shoulder and whispered "Please calm down." The brunette went back to her seat, clearly dissatisfied with how she just dissed her favorite food, and grumbled "Ghh... dammit! I'm gonna smash her to bits as soon as we get what we need."

Wiping her mouth with a napkin, the tall black-haired delinquent let out a burp and said "Mmm~ The pizza and burgers were pretty good... So? Spit it out already. I'm full, so I'm gonna start kicking you out if that's all." The leader of Food Chain clicked her tongue at her abrasive attitude "God, it's always about you... Whatever, it's simple. Ron Stoppable." Shego's brows rose slightly from the mention of the boy, but didn't say anything.

Bonnie, however, saw that and smirked internally. She then continued "You know who he is, of course. In fact, I'm the one who can't believe what's going on. I can't imagine anyone getting along with you." Massacre saw her jab from a mile away, and so she retorted "I get along with people I like. There's just a lot of people like you that I don't."

She narrowed her eyes at that, but didn't go astray from her plans "That so... So? You know who he is, right? Like how he's Kim Possible's boyfriend." This wasn't anything new for Shego since she already had a hunch about that, and so she rubbed her chin in thought and murmured "So he really is, huh..." Bonnie, on the other hand, smiled cruelly and realized that her plans were getting easier by the second "Oh... So you did know. I'm surprised, honestly, considering this is you we're talking about. To think... you'd get along with someone associated with Possible."

This time, Massacre didn't take her taunt lightly, as she now glared daggers towards the brunette "What are you trying to say?" The Queen B let out a low chuckle at that and smirked "Oh, nothing. I was just thinking that the so-called Strongest Terror of the Three Gods sure got soft all of a sudden. I guess you're planning on hanging with Possible, since you're basically being chummy with her boyfriend, right?"

With their eyes staring directly at each other, the two were silent, trying to gauge their reactions, until Shego suddenly spoke with her serious tone "... Easy bait. What are you trying to say?" Bonnie's eyes gleamed at the opportunity opened up in front of her and answered "You're gonna need to say something to Possible if you're gonna take her man, don't you think? You'll have to go to her with an apology, or... with a fist!" She watched the lone delinquent with keen interest as she continued "We'll set the stage for you. The best stage you could ask for. Tomorrow, during the Pickleworks festival. You know about it, right?"

"Stoppable's involved with the preparations. And of course, Possible should be there, as well, as his girlfriend. If Food Chain smashes it up, then Possible will definitely snap. And for the rest... You get it, right?" Bonnie ended with a hanging end, but it didn't matter since Shego perfectly understood what she meant. The terror delinquent furrowed her eyes and smirked "... So you're saying you want me as a guard dog, is that it?"

Her hands now clasped together and rested right above her lips, the brunette responded "I didn't say that. I'm compassionate towards smart dogs, and I'll train dogs with violence if they bite me twice. But I have no interest in having a mad dog as a pet. This is nothing more than simple cooperation. A partnership against a common foe, to be more precise."

For a long while, everyone was silent. Shego pondered about the sudden opportunity she's been given. Granted, she still hated the brunette and her pathetic group she brings with, but nonetheless, there's nothing that gets her going more than a fight between her and the redhead. Eventually, she let out a smirk and gave her decision "Well, if there's gonna be an opportunity... Then I guess I could settle the score with Possible."

Bonnie smiled at her answer and stood up, saying "That's all I came for. Bye then." With that, her entire group started cleaning up the place and parted ways with Massacre. It took them a while before the cleared the area. "Phewww. That made me nervous." Tara let out a relieved sigh as she stepped on the road. Bonnie, meanwhile, shook her head while agreeing with her close subordinate "Honestly. It's always scary dealing with her, since you never know when she's going to go on a rampage."

Emmie carried her still downed sister on her shoulder and asked "But, Bonnie, is this really going to work?" The brunette leader just smirked at her and replied haughtily "Of course, it will. She's fickle and has too sharp a sense of smell. It's pretty much impossible to deal with her. But, she's as simple as a stray dog when it comes to her behavior... Everything's fallen into place for us now that we've succeeded in our negotiations." She giggled from the thought of victory so close of her reach and ended "Fufufu. Thank God for Ron Stoppable. We would've been massacred before we even got to talk to her if he weren't in the equation."

Nodding her head, Tara recalled her leader's earlier words and mused "Cooperation... That's what you called it, right? It's only one person who profits from all the fighting, though." The Queen B smirked at her and nodded "Exactly."

"Wow, you're like an evil mastermind right now, B." Tara complimented, making said girl to grin wildly. "Seriously, lemme tell ya. Going up against Massacre like that... You looked like the bigger one." Emmie added her own two cents. Bonnie was thoroughly flattered at them and waved her hands "Aw, come on guys. Stop with the truth-saying."

Jennie, meanwhile, just recovered from the blow she took earlier, and groaned "Ohh~ W-What happened?" After getting off of Emmie, Bonnie recounted the events after she passed out "It's all done. I manage to skillfully persuade Massacre into being my pet dog." And like a kid in the middle of a toy store, her eyes shone in awe "Wow, that's the Queen B for you!" Totally bathing from their attention, she let out a beatific smile and ordered "Of course. And so, Jennie. Make as big of a deal as possible out of me going up against Shego to the underlings."

The small woman obeyed and started disseminating the information towards the rest of the group. While the group is now retreating to their hideout, Massacre was still sitting still on the bench, thinking about the discussion earlier. "I kinda don't like it, since it feels like I'm being used. But... Settling things with Possible... Having the stage set for that isn't bad. Technically, I won't be the one destroying the festival." Although she had already made a promise with Ron, she's still a delinquent, and delinquents are notorious of lying.

With that being said, she can't help but feel quite heavy inside as she let out a sigh and muttered "... Phew. Sorry about this, Stoppable."


The next day, Stoppable residence...

Ron barely got any sleep that night. The feeling of her body tightly pressed against him made it extremely uncomfortable for the boy as now he has never resented his sister's boobs as much as he did now. Untangling himself out from her, the blonde teen went downstairs and prepared their breakfast. He filled the grounded beans into the coffee maker and dripped some American coffee for the day. He definitely needed the caffeine badly. A few minutes later, his sister went down as well and greeted "Moooornin'!"

He looked at her and commented "Good morning. Looks like you slept well." Adrena grinned at him and stuck her tongue out in a playful display "Like a baby!" Staring at her with dead eyes, the younger brother closed his eyes as he bathed in the enlightenment he had reached:

"Our world is made in a way that those possessing boobs prosper, and those lacking, suffer. -Ron Stoppable"

Adrena noticed the small bags forming under his eyes and asked with concern "You look tired." Ron just shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything. The elder sibling let out a soft smile at that and ruffled his hair. "Cheer up. Tonight's the festival."

For once, the freckled teen agreed with her. He stared at the window beside and saw that the weather's looking beautiful. Today's the day everyone's been waiting for, and so he decided to change his mood and start the day right. The rest of the breakfast scene went by without any hitch, and after taking a shower and dress up, Adrena bid to her brother goodbye "Enjoy the day, Ronnie. I still have some work left on my desk so I guess I'll just join you later."

With a nod, Ron opened the garage and waved back at her. He went back to his room to change his clothes before leaving the household also. The festive aura is very vibrant the moment he stepped outside as people all around were wearing smiles. As usual, the blonde boy greeted all of those who he passed by, and likewise they returned the favor. "Friend of mine's stall is startin' up today. Come by if you're free, Ronald." One old man patted his back after their pleasantries.

Smiling as always, the freckled teen nodded and replied "That sounds good. I'll be sure to do that. I'll be going to school now." He returned to his walk and hummed happily as he looked over the surroundings. All of the decorations are in full display, further enhancing the joyful mood of the town. Everyone seems to be excited about the festival tonight, and this became more apparent when he reached the riverside road. It was lined with stalls, clearly more crowded than it was yesterday.

There were people from the neighborhood association helping up propping the last parts of the stage, students sightseeing a bit before going to school, and tourist who were curious on the ongoing commotion. "I wonder how things are going to turn out tonight..." He mused with a smile on his face. "Everyone seems to be having fun. I think even S..."

Realizing that he's missing a particular pale green girl, he looked around for any sign of her. But much to his luck, all of the places he think she would be were all negative. He did made some sandwiches for her. The blonde teen wondered where he went. But before he could ponder more, a light tap on his shoulder shook him from his reverie. Turning around, he saw Josh Mankey waving at him and asked "Hey, Ron. Are you looking for something?"

After he took one final glance, Ron shook his head and replied "Oh, morning... No, it's nothing." He thought that he can't do it since she's nowhere to be seen, and so he started walking again, now with the budding artist beside him. Not long after, they reached with a particular curly-haired girl. The two waved at their class representative, to which she responded also in kind "Good morning, you two!" They noticed that she's still wearing her chic glasses that she started like yesterday.

"You're wearing those glasses again? Your class president parameter is going to fall." Josh commented. Said girl laughed and lightly slapped his shoulder. Ron nodded while thinking about a certain redhead who also drastically changed how she looked. He now firmly believes that girls can do a 180 in a blink of an eye. The tall blonde hottie, meanwhile, looked over the area and said "The festival's today. What are you going to do tonight, Ron? If you don't have plans, then we could..."

Before he could even finish his suggestion, Monique cuts into the conversation with a resounding "NO!"

The two jumped in surprise from the forceful reaction. The black beauty adjusted her glasses before asking "Ron, you have plans. right?" Confused, Ron shook his head and answered "No, I don't." This didn't sit well with her as she asked again, this time with more stress in each syllable. "You do, RIGHT!?"

Scared beyond belief, Ron nodded frightfully. Although there were certain plans that he would like to have, all of it was up to Kim if she wanted to. Meanwhile, Monique nodded and returned to her cheerful state while humming happily. "It seems like things went well between Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable yesterday, so I'll make sure to get them together... Aahh, I just can't get enough of this near-obnoxious level of nosiness!" Her face starts to flush lightly from the idea, to which Josh noticed. He was mildly curious, but decided to let it go.


Middleton High school grounds...

While everyone was wearing their smiles, one particular student was anxious while twiddling with her thumbs. She stood together with the rest of the Possible Corps for their usual morning routine, but this time, however, she was not looking as composed as she usually was. "... Uuhh... Feels all breezy." She shivered as she tried to control her nervousness into order.

The reason for her predicament is actually real simple: She's not wearing underneath her skirt.

A gentle breeze blew past through them, and Joss' hands instinctively went to her skirt. "I just can't calm down without any underwear on... But, I'm not gonna wear them! I decided! Cousin Kim directly told me that I shouldn't be wasting my time with underwear so..." She remembered a twisted memory of her beloved cousins words, and unfortunately without the teen redhead's clarification, the short-haired brunette clenched her fist and fueled her determination "This breezy feeling... is proof of my loyalty!"

Meanwhile on the gates, the trio of classmates entered the school grounds. Ron expected the area to be crowded due to the Possible Corps' usual routine, but so far, they've entered rather easily. Josh noticed his look of confusion and asked "Something the matter?" to which Ron responded with "It seems like the Possible Corps' welcome party is unusually small today." He pointed at a small group on the other side of the gate. The number seems to be below half of the usual.

The answer to his question was answered by a certain redhead behind them. "I told them to stop it already. It was seriously a pain." Ron turned around and saw the Bloody Fox right there. And just like the first time they met, he waved his hands and greeted "Good morning, Kim."

Kim gave a short wave and replied "Yo." The two stared at each other after that. He had been with her for quite a while now, but even right as of this moment, he can't help but bask on how cute she is. To think that he had spent the entire day with her yesterday made him feel lighthearted all of the sudden. And based on the bashful smile she's adorning, he thought that her sentiments were also the same. The two continued eyeing each other until a teasing voice suddenly broke their concentration.

"Good morning." Monique's greeting is obviously laced with playfulness as the two teens were quickly reduced into blushing messes. "Hgh! H-Hey, President." Kim managed to calm herself before returning her greeting. Meanwhile, Josh was deep in his thoughts and murmured "You mean... you told them to stop their morning greeting?"

The redhead delinquent nodded curtly and explained "Nothing happened when I avoided them the day before yesterday, right? Figured I might as well, then... Though there's a lot of them who didn't listen. Excuse me." With that, she went off towards Joss and the remaining group who were still standing in front of the gates. The morning greeting had been out of respect for her as the leader of the delinquents, but she herself apparently wasn't really into it, and so she took this as an opportunity to do away with the tradition.

Back to the trio, Josh watched with amazement as the small group started to break down. "What's going on with Kim Possible's change of heart here?" Monique just smiled at them while Ron shrugged his shoulders in bafflement. "But, it's a good thing to do. The regular students don't have to be afraid anymore."

Although he seems a bit aloof, on the inside, Ron wanted to burst out in celebration. He can definitely see that Kim Possible, the dangerous delinquent leader, is changing. Her stoic and unapproachable armor is beginning to weaken. She's becoming more and more of a regular high school girl, and not some scary hooligan. And that fact made him smile even wider. He looked and saw Monique also giggling at the sight of the redhead.

"I wonder if she knows something about what's going on..." Ron mused while the three went inside their classroom.


A/N's: Hey there! I know this is a short one compared to the last update, but bear with me here. This is a good stop for the incoming climax of the story. Like I said, story will be postponed for the month of December to give way for my older stories. Don't worry, though, on January 2019, I'll be back! For the meantime, I hope you enjoy the story. Leave a review if you want to tell me how you feel with the chapters. It's good to know whether you guys like it or not, or leave some constructive criticism.

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