A/N: This was a story that just kinda popped into my head today. I'll have quite a bit more time to write now, since gatherings of 10 or more are prohibited and I'm working from home indefinitely. A lot of this takes inspiration from the episode "Odds Man In" and takes place before "Graduation." Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. It belongs to Disney and its creators. If it was in the show, I don't own it. I am not doing this for compensation, simply for enjoyment and practice.

Quarantine

Kim Possible opened the door to find her boyfriend standing on her front porch. This wasn't an odd occurrence… except for the fact that he was decked out in a full hazmat suit.

"Uh… Ron?" she asked, confused.

Ron Stoppable gave her his trademark goofy grin and pushed past her inside the house. "Don't worry, KP, I got one for you, too." He held out a similar gaudy yellow suit.

Kim smiled nervously. "Uh… thanks, but I think I'm good." Her boyfriend began to unpack the contents of the duffel bags he had brought with him – disinfecting wipes and spray, hand sanitizer, masks, gloves, tissues, and… toilet paper? Good grief, he had an entire duffel bag just dedicated to toilet paper.

"Why do you have so much toilet paper?!" Kim asked.

Ron gave her a knowing look. "This is a national emergency, Kimbo. You never know. Like the Pixie Scouts say, always be prepared!" He began spraying the length of the room, the fog causing Kim to cough. She grabbed the can away from him, more than a little miffed.

"Ok, for real, you need to calm down. This is a little much."

"You can never be too careful!" Ron argued, producing another can of disinfectant and making a sweep throughout the house. Kim rolled her eyes and followed.

"If you're so concerned, why did you come over here? Why aren't you with your fam?" she asked.

"KP, if this death virus is gonna kill us all, I want to spend my last moments with the woman I love!" Ron proclaimed. Kim's heart melted a bit, and her irritation eased.

She put a hand on his shoulder. "Ron, we're not going to die. We're healthy. If we take the necessary precautions, and keep our distance from those actually at-risk, we'll be ok. You don't need to go to these lengths –"

"Kimmie Cub, why does the house smell like a Lysol factory exploded in here?" Kim's father came down the stairs, his nose wrinkled, waving the fog away from his face. When he spotted Ron in full lockdown gear, it all made sense. "Oh. Hello, Ronald."

Ron saluted. "Mr. Dr. P. Just making sure the Possible household is ready to go for quarantine."

"Oh… uh… yes, well… thank you, I suppose. But I'm sure we'll be alright."

Despite the protests of the entire Possible family, Ron spent the next 3 hours cleaning and disinfecting every inch of the house. The only battle Kim won with him was to get him to take off that ridiculous suit, and he only did it after he had scrubbed the place clean. By evening, he and the Possible family had settled in to watch the news.

"People everywhere are taking drastic measures to protect themselves from the virus," the announcer said. The image switched to the outside of a warehouse. "The local panic room dealership has been swamped with orders for the past few days."

Ron turned and gave a smug look to his girlfriend. "See? I was ahead of the curve! Who's the overly-panicked freak now?"

"Still you," Kim mused with a teasing grin.

Ron frowned. "Well… at least I'm not the only one anymore!" Kim rolled her eyes and turned back to the television.

"School has been canceled indefinitely," the announcer continued.

"Sweet!" The twins high-fived each other.

"Teachers will be in touch with their classes in the next few days with instructions on how to access and complete class materials online."

Their excitement was replaced by annoyance, and they slumped, crossing their arms over their chests.

"So, Ron. I guess if you're staying here, you'll have to help me wrangle the Tweebs and make sure they get their work done, huh?" Kim ventured mischievously.

The color drained from the blonde's face. "Uhh…"

Kim' mother decided to join in on the fun. "Oh, I think you would make a great math tutor for them! Maybe you could even teach them to cook without setting fire to the kitchen."

Ron started to panic, nearly hyperventilating.

Kim giggled. "Relax. We're just kidding."

The rest of the night was spent playing board games, like the Possible Family Game Nights of old. It wasn't until they were getting ready for bed that Kim and Ron both got emails from their school.

"Well, looks like this e-learning thing starts tomorrow, huh? This is gonna be weird," Kim said.

"Yeah, it sure is. But, hey, at least Barkin won't be able to –" Ron paused when his phone beeped again. He glanced at the new email, frowned, and groaned.

"What is it?" Kim asked.

"Extra homework."

A/N: Not my greatest story, and definitely short, but I wanted to write something a little lighthearted with all the craziness going on. Stay safe and healthy everyone. And don't hoard the toilet paper.

-LP99