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Yet another open ended little one-shot that I could expand into something longer – has happened five or six times before. (But sometimes they just end as a one-shot.)

And the Pursuit of Happiness

"How were classes?" Ron's mom called as he came in from another day at Middleton Community College.

"Got a B on the physics test! I'm feeling pumped."

"Kim is up in your bedroom."

"I thought she wasn't getting in until tomorrow."

"Said she found a better flight. No one at the Possibles so she stopped by to see you."

Kim was laying on Ron's bed, snoring softly, when he entered the room. He gently shook her shoulder, "Welcome home! Want to go to Bueno Nacho to celebrate a B on my physics test? You're buying."

Kim yawned, "Sounds good. Mom and dad didn't plan for me being home, maybe I'll call it dinner. Hang around tonight?"

"Sorry, gotta see Tara."

Kim grinned, "How's that going? Last time we talked you said she was pressuring you for a ring."

"I'm telling her a degree comes before wedding. She says a ring isn't the same as marriage, it's a promise and I should commit that far."

"Got a good answer to that yet?"

"No. Hey, how's your love life?"

"Lousy," Kim admitted.

"You know, I feel kind of bad about us. I mean, we make love and you decide you're a lesbian. What does that do to a guy's ego?"

Kim laughed, "And I keep telling you, we had sex and I realized I never wanted another guy, ever. It means you're great. Just ask Tara – she's trying to stake a claim on you."

Ron grinned, "True enough. Let me change." As he changed his clothes he asked, "You said 'lousy' when I asked about your love life? That doesn't make sense. No dates at all?"

"Lots of first dates. No second dates."

"You scare them off?"

"A couple. More like I can't see myself long term with whoever I'm with. Oh, had a couple women accuse me of being kind of high maintenance. Pretty sure you've said about me too."

"One of my many opinions of you," Ron assured her. "Many wonderful qualities as well."

"Wish I could find a woman as great as you."

"Uh, Kim? I'm not a woman? Remember? That's why we broke up."

Kim laughed and threw a pillow at him. "You know what I mean. A woman who's as patient, and supportive, and loyal as you are."

"There've got to be some around. Pretty sure it's not limited to the... Uh, Kim?"

"Yes?"

"Is the male thing the Y-chromosome or the X-chromosome?"

"That's not what most guys call their male thing. You mean Y-chromosome." Kim thought a few moments. "Monique, if she weren't so straight. I could definitely see myself with her."

"I almost wondered about your sexual orientation when she moved to town. You were always, like, blowing me off completely to spend more time with her."

Kim shrugged, "Maybe it should have been a clue. Sorry, Ron."

"No problem, best friends are loyal even when one of them is a jerk," Ron assured her and threw the pillow back at her. "Hey, you and Bonnie – could any of that friction between you have been some kind of sexual tension or something?"

"Me, and Bonnie?"

"Yeah, it was Psych 101. It was... Unresolved? Repressed? Some unresolved feelings of something between you and you were in denial or something and so it showed up as the two of your treating each other like dirt."

"I did not treat Bonnie like dirt."

"Yes you did."

"Well, she started it."

"That's not a very mature attitude."

"But it's the truth. Say, speaking of the wicked witch of the west – have you heard anything about her since graduation?"

"Haven't seen her. She calls Tara sometimes. Want me to ask if she's available?"

"No, Ron, I don't. You brought up Bonnie and it got me wondering why the last couple years have been so wonderful – and the reason is no Bonnie."

"Wonderful? Even if your love life stinks?"

"At least there's no Bonnie in it. Really? You could suggest Bonnie? You might as well have suggested Shego."

"Okay, I will. You and Shego. The two of you were trying to take each other's heads off half the time, but it seemed like the other half you got along okay."

"No, Ron–"

"Aviarus, the Pan-Dimensional vortex inducer, that pirate thing, Electronique, Warmonga, when she was here as Ms Go you were as crazy about her as you were when Monique–"

"She'd been hit by some ray thing!"

"But not those other times. Sometimes it almost sounded like the two of you were flirting."

"We were not flirting. We were, uh..."

"Unresolved? Sounds like Psych 101 to me."

"Forget Psych 101. And even if I were interested, which I'm not, no one has heard from her for around two years."

"Maybe Wade could find her for you."

"Ron! Wade only looks for active crime stuff. Shego has dropped out of sight. Maybe she retired or something."

"She's still wanted. I say Wade could find her if you were–"

"Drop Shego," Kim warned Ron firmly. "Close your zipper and let's head to Bueno Nacho. I don't want to think about Shego." "But now that you've put her in my head it's impossible not to think about her. She is still wanted... Maybe she's planning something evil... I could call Wade and see if he could locate her."