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Chapter 2: Reunion
Morning came once again, seemingly as peaceful as ever. No horrible events, or terrible weather, serving as some sort of omen of things to come. But despite that… one blonde man wasn't convinced. Ron Stoppable grabbed his jacket, finishing the necessary preparations for his meeting with the CEO of Rockwaller Industries. It'd been quite some time since he'd last seen Bonnie, it was obvious that he was nervous.
The blonde man had moved out of his parent's house, for obvious reasons, straight into his office-suite inside his hotel. Some would call it a waste, as he was well off enough to buy a mansion to live in. One with maids, and the like. But… why?
He didn't need to, honestly… All he needed was his job, that he took great pleasure in, and his own place to relax and take a load off. Ron had already taken all of the important things that had been in his old room… All of the pictures of himself and Kim, the signed photos of his favorite wrestler- from the time Team Possible had saved him. A few trophies, from his time on the football team, sat on a shelf. They were right next to a photo of himself and Kim, taken one of the very first times they'd met. It was his treasure, he wouldn't trade it for anything!
The Stoppable man had previously made arrangements to merge his office with one of the hotel suites, as it already had a very nice bedroom, a kitchen, obviously a bathroom too. This setup had saved him quite a lot of time, time that he would have normally wasted annoyed in traffic or taking his private helicopter every morning… It had been amusing the first ten times or so, but after that it had just been a hassle. It was annoyingly loud too… especially in the morning.
He'd already taken a nice, long shower. He'd made sure to eat something light, to give himself a bit of energy until he had a proper meal sometime later today. He was already completely dressed, only missing his suit-coat, though his tie hung loosely around his neck. Taking a long sip of his warm green tea, he took a deep breath and began to think about his first and only appointment today.
'I wonder how much Bonbon has changed… Did she, even?' It was only a passing thought, but one that did make him wonder. After seeing Tara yesterday, it had become crystal clear to him that many of the people he'd known in high school had changed dramatically… Hell, he was probably the best example of that. It only made him worry more than ever, over the inevitable coming of Bonnie.
That girl was probably one of most beautiful women that he'd ever known, on par with Kim and Tara. He recalled that the recording she'd left him had indicated that she was delighted to be meeting with him, he could only hope that was the case…
And speaking of recordings, he'd also left Kim a message telling her all about what she'd missed over the past few days she'd been away… The restaurant needing to be remodeled, or expanded… again. He still wasn't sure which choice was better. He'd also told her about Tara becoming one of his new employees, as well as his impending meeting with her brunette rival.
The only issue was that he was sure she'd received the missive courtesy of Captain Marvel and her alien technology… It meant that he would be unable to receive any messages from her in return, until she came a lot closer to Earth than she was at the moment… It was an insurmountable problem when she was in deep space, but it was perfectly normal at this point, it wasn't that big of a deal… It only made him chuckle as he remembered the few times he'd been away at Yamanochi or, God help him, Camp Wannaweep.
"Well, no time like the present!" he declared, shrugging on his suit-coat and fixing his tie, before making his way out of his room/office. He still had some time before his meeting with Bonnie, so he decided on a short tour around his hotel to help him work out his nervousness. And hey, who knows, maybe he'd even figure out what to do about his little issue with the restaurant? It was worth a shot!
…
The blonde manager walked across the lobby floor, after passing through the restaurant and checking the state it was in. It was working perfectly and looking pleasant, as always. There were a few more people than before, from what he could tell. And that didn't even include the long line that stretched outside the main entrance.
"Mmm… Maybe I should make the waiting area bigger? Or change the location of the lobby?" he puzzled. He stared at the problem standing next to the line, trying to visualize how the potential changes would look and feel. 'Not good…', it wasn't that great of an option… Moving the lobby, or changing the size, would take some time and a lot of work. The cost wasn't a problem, but with the extra time to plan everything, as well as getting the proper clearance from the city…
Not to mention, what would their patrons do in the meantime? Tough it out? Or pass up the restaurant altogether?
A few of the people in line recognized him, greeting him warmly. A few joked that the place was so busy, even the hotel's manager couldn't get a table without waiting. He laughed and responded in kind, assuring them that this was outrageous and that he'd take their concerns up with the buffoon who ran the place.
From there he moved to the front desk, receiving a message from one of his staff. 'Your meeting for the day is waiting for you in the VIP area'.
Perfect, so Bonnie had arrived and was waiting for him. The VIP waiting area was specifically designed for this purpose… A sort of spot that the members of high society could wait, without feeling like they were wasting their time. The concept wasn't something he preferred, as he would rather meet them and get it over with… It was Kim herself that had insisted on it, as it gave the people waiting for him the opportunity to relax and forget about the worries of their day. This applied doubly if they'd come to meet him from a foreign country. The second reason was to allow him to take a short break before he'd be required to see them… Ron had a feeling that it was more for his benefit than theirs.
'You should let them wait for you! Make them sweat a bit… You ARE an important person, after all! They should recognize that your time is valuable!' Kim had insisted at the time. He couldn't argue with her… he'd never been able to say no to her. And if he'd tried to resist? Then he'd get a dose of PDP that would make him immediately back off.
He started moving towards the VIP room. Even if he'd wanted more time to prepare, he wouldn't want to keep Bonnie waiting. Mainly because he knew how short her temper had been in the past
After a short walk, he arrived at the room. He slowly entered, unwilling to startle the woman waiting inside.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Rockwaller" Ron apologized, immediately upon entering. He hadn't even seen her yet, though his mouth clamped up as soon as he had.
In front of him was a woman, an amazingly beautiful one at that. She sat on a lounge sofa, drinking something hot out of an elaborate teacup. Said women was a brunette, with shoulder-length hair. She wore a short skirt that reached down to barely hide her knees, with black stockings underneath, along with high heels. She wore a matching black button-up jacket that had several fasteners undone, the ensemble barely obscuring her cleavage.
Overall, it was a smart, elegant, respectable look. It seemed to get the point across, that she was her for business.
The final thing she wore was a pleasant smile, it had blossomed as soon as she'd noticed him.
"Ron Stoppable…" Bonnie greeted, gently placing the small cup down and getting up. She walked up to him and gave him a hug. "It's been a long time…"
Ron, on his part, was a bit shocked. He'd expected a handshake, yes, but not a hug. It took him a moment to return her greeting, "yes it has…"
"Too long in my book…" she claimed, before stepping back and looking him over.
"You look great, by the way! Still the same as the last time I saw you!" Ron returned, she honestly did… Bonnie was taller now, but since he'd shot up a little she was still shorter than him by a bit. She was every bit as gorgeous as she'd been before, if he didn't know any better he would have claimed she was a model.
She playfully slapped his chest, a big smile on her face. "Oh, such a charmer… I don't recall you talking like that in the past." She left her hand on his chest. "Not that I mind, of course!"
There was a sort of playfulness in her tone, she looked him over again. "I have to say, you look great too. I don't recall you being that much taller than me."
Ron took that as a good sign, he moved to the side and guided the brunette CEO to one of the few seats in the room. "Please, let's have a seat… You must be tired after your trip here."
"Thank you, and not as much as you'd think… But, I'll get to that shortly." The woman sat back down in the seat she'd occupied when Ron had entered the room, he took one next to her. "Before that… First, I wanted to congratulate you on your success. I'd meant to before now, but I've been terribly busy learning how to run my company from my parents." Her tone was honest, she was staring straight at him.
"Oh, thank you Bonnie! I actually didn't even think it was that big of a deal… I mean, New York is a big city, it kinda pales in comparison to the other stuff that's happened so far…" He glanced to the side, making himself comfortable in his seat.
"Please, Ron, I like to think that I've noticed what's happened to my friends after our graduation from Middleton…" the brunette replied, before she seemed to recall something. "By the way, I seem to remember you calling me by a different name in the past… do you remember?"
Of course he did, he'd probably said it in his sleep from all the times he'd called her that. "Yeah, of course I do… Bonbon" he quickly responded, it definitely elicited the right reaction out of her.
"Yeah, that's right! God, it's been SUCH a long time…" The beautiful woman seemed to be reminiscing for a second, shooting a wistful smile at him. "I'd hoped you'd call me that again, even after all this time… I missed this." There was a definite hint there, no question about that.
"No problem, Bonbon… And I totally get you, I miss those days too." His answer seemed solid, but for the fact that Bonnie's smile seemed to waver for a split-second.
"Yeah… those days…"
Had he said something wrong? He wasn't sure… but he chose to let it pass. "Say, how about some breakfast? I can personally vouch for my chefs!" After all, a good meal had always gotten HIM in a good mood.
"Mmm, that does sounds rather tempting… Especially coming from you…" Her tone was a bit different now, a bit more cheerful and pleasant.
"Well, they are the best… Second only to me" He puffed his chest out.
"Yes, so I've heard… You certainly like to keep them busy."
'She knew? How did she know?' the blonde wondered, but held himself as naturally as he could. He wasn't the same bumbling kid he'd been in the past. "Is there anything you'd like? And I do mean anything." He wasn't speaking purely out of hubris, as he'd personally made sure to have nearly any ingredient he could get his hands on in stock. In his line of work, it was a must.
"Oh? Anything, you say? My, how tempting…" she shot back, her voice suddenly a bit more flirty. Bonnie even went so far as to shift in her spot, making her chest jiggle hypnotically for a moment.
'Did she have to make it sound so-', it took him a moment to remember. 'What am I thinking? This is BONNIE, after all, of course she'd make it sound bad!' He simply smiled and picked up the small phone on the coffee table next to him.
"Yes Sir?" the voice on the other side of the phone asked.
"My usual breakfast, if you could, and…" Ron spoke, looking towards Bonnie.
"I guess I'll have the same… And some green tea, please" the brunette beauty answered, surprising Ron.
"Make that two, one of them smaller… Plus a fresh pot of green tea" Ron relayed, receiving a conformation from his staff in return.
"It'll take a moment. I have to say, hadn't taken you to be a tea-drinker…" Ron confessed, happy to see how she'd changed.
"Guilty", she chuckled for a moment. "It's a bad habit I've picked up from my dad, I'm afraid… Now, I can't start my mornings without it." She didn't sound all that torn up over it.
"I know the feeling. I, myself, have the same-" Ron started to explain, before he cut off. There was a brief knock on the door, before it opened. A member of his staff entered the room, pushing a silver trolley with a few trays on it.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Ronnie" said a happy, chipper voice that was very familiar to the other two individuals in the room.
'Wait, that sounded like-' the brunette thought in shock, just now seeing who it was that had entered the room.
A blonde-haired beauty walked in, wearing one of the same white and black outfits that the waitresses in the restaurant had on. It seemed to fit her a bit TOO perfectly, making her impressive chest look even bigger than it was. This applied to her skirt as well, as it framed her toned figure and made her look both cute and attractive.
"Tara, what are you doing here?!" In a single moment, Bonnie's demeanor had changed to shock and horror. All of her confidence seemed to evaporate, she nearly dropped her cup.
"Bo-Bonnie?! I-I'm-" the blonde women tried to get out, before Ron cut her off.
"Oh, that's right! I just hired Tara yesterday, this is her first day!" Ron explained. He hadn't expected his staff to send someone so new to serve them, he hoped that it wasn't too much for Tara.
There was a brief silence in the room, both women staring at one another, as if trying to understand what the other was doing here.
"Well… this IS quite a surprise… I hadn't expected to see you so soon… And here I thought you'd said that you were going on a photo shoot" Bonnie prodded, getting up from her seat and crossing her hands. "I didn't think it was THAT short…"
Tara scoffed, "like you're one to talk… What was that you said? Couldn't been bothered to sit down with your board of directors? Had nothing special to do?" the blonde shot back with a small sneer.
"Um, is everything okay between you two?" Ron asked. This scene had him befuddled, it was as if the two girl didn't like one another. 'But they're best friends!' Or, at least, he remembered that they had been.
"It's nothing Ronnie" Tara quickly assured, moving back to the small trolley she'd brought with her. She began to remove the trays, setting them on the small coffee tables in front of the pair. "How do you like your tea, Ronnie? Sugar or honey?" she asked, smiling.
"Honey" he replied, as it was his favorite. The blonde man wasn't sure what happened, Tara simply froze for a moment. It was as if she was in shock, for some reason. "Tara?"
"W-What? Oh, I'm sorry Ronnie, what were you saying?" she asked, ever so innocently.
"Honey" he repeated, clearly.
"I would love to..." she answered quickly, fixing his drink, all while smiling cheerfully.
"Would you excuse me for a moment?" Bonnie suddenly said, getting up after receiving a nod in confirmation from Ron. She exited the room, leaving Tara and Ron alone.
Ron stared at the closing door, before looking at the blonde. "Tara, could you please have a seat?"
"Of course, Ronnie" Tara answered, before sitting immediately.
"Tara…"
"Yes, Ronnie?"
"I meant to take a seat NEXT to me… NOT in my lap" Ron elaborated, his tone serious, he held the bridge of his nose.
"Awww… But I wanted to try it…" she pouted, getting up from her comfortable seat to sit on the open cushion next to him.
"That's not- Ehh…" he sighed, looking towards her. "Look, Tara… This is your first day, and you've already had… whatever this was. Now… I'm not sure if you and Bonnie had a fight, or a falling out, but I hope you can be professional to her while she's here…"
Tara listened to his every word. Even if he hadn't explicitly stated it earlier, he did expect her to be professional when she was working.
It was so different, seeing him acting so... She couldn't describe it yet, but was determined to find out more. "I'm sorry Ronnie… I'll be good…" (JRC1700: Personally, I don't believe it. Ron, I think some discipline is required in this situation, she deserves a good spanking. Come to think of it, Bonnie probably does too XD)
"T-That's not the wording I would use… but thank you Tara. I promise that, if it's a problem with Bonnie herself, I'll make sure one of the other girls serves us."
'He's still so…', she smiled. "No, that's okay Ronnie… I'll behave…"
'Did she have to put it like that?' Ron nodded his acceptance and Tara got up to continue working on his drink, now back to standing beside him. He could see her out of the corner of his eye, clearly noticing just how well her new uniform fit her. 'Should I tell the staff to change the standard uniform, again?' he wondered, for the tenth time that month. He didn't mind it personally, for obvious reasons. He definitely appreciated the subtle pleasures of viewing the female form… But the vast majority of his customer base was female… It didn't make any sense. There weren't many men on his staff, in general… Even the staff running his restaurant was mostly female, outside of his chefs. So, why-
His quest for that insight would have to wait, as the door opened once again, Bonnie walked inside. "I apologize about that… I just had to make an important call" she explained, returning to her seat.
"That's fine, now, shall we eat?" he assured, gesturing her to join him.
"I'd be happy too" Bonnie replied. She looked towards Tara, as if to see her reaction or simply to challenge her. But, to her surprise, the blonde girl simply stood next to her blonde employer. She held her hands at her waist, waiting for further instructions.
'Did he say something to her?' Bonnie wondered. Her friend had always had quite the temper, when it came to him. Her being completely quiet could only mean one thing… something had happened while the two of them had been alone.
Ron and Bonnie started eating, enjoying some idle small talk. Tara served them in complete silence, making sure to keep a close eye on her brunette friend. The beautiful waitress bided her time, waiting until she had a chance to have a nice little chat of her own with the brunette… in private.
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