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Nobility

Chapter 4 A Meeting of the Minds

Ron tugged at the waistband of the black slacks he wore as he and Kim walked down the sidewalk. "I dunno KP. I musta gained some weight since you and Monique picked out these pants for me last year. They're a little tight around the tummy and keep riding up into the Family Jewels. I'm afraid if I sit down wrong Rufus will get squished or the seams will split."

Kim scanned her boyfriend from head to toe. "I'd say you've grown a few inches taller and filled out nicely since last year." She wrapped an arm around Ron's waist and playfully caressed his nether region with her free hand. "You've especially matured quite a bit down here."

"You should know," Ron smirked. "You've been watching me grow all these years, and don't deny it neither. I've caught you checking out my package every once in a while when we're on a mission. Specially when I lose my pants."

"Like you've been keeping an eye on my little developments?" Kim slyly queried as she playfully bumped hips with her beau and tittered.

"Touché KP." Ron held out his free arm and looked at the sleeve of the emerald green shirt he wore. "Are you positive I can pull off this color? I think it makes me look all Christmasy, and it's only early November."

"It matches the color of my eyes," Kim informed him as she straightened the knot of the corn silk colored sweater hanging off her shoulders, "just like this new sweater matches your hair color. Together they make us look like a real couple."

"Is that a new sweater?" Ron coyly begged, "cause it really goes well with the rest of your outfit."

"Of course," Kim tittered. "You bought the whole ensemble for me last week."

"Did I?" Ron pondered slyly. "It musta been right after I got that last Naco royalty check."

"Yep," Kim affirmed, "and on our next trip to the mall we'll be shopping for your new clothes."

The couple paused and peered at the mansion that sat before them. The redhead asked, "Are you sure Bonnie said it was okay for us to come over?"

"I'm surprised she even took my call," Ron shrugged, "but she said to show up Saturday around two. That was right after I told her you guessed her secret and we'd like to help. Bonnie told me she and Tara should be back from her doctor's appointment by then. They went to confirm her Mommy-hood."

"I'm not sure how we can help," Kim pondered as they walked up to the front door, "but four heads working on a problem are better than two."

Ron pushed the button for the doorbell. "I'm not sure neither but we gotta do somethin. I feel like it's my fault since I was the one that let the cat out of the bird cage."

Kim smirked at her mixed metaphor man. "Ron, you weren't there when Bonnie decided to start having sex so it's not your fault she's pregnant." Kim paused for a second and playfully snarked, "At least I hope you weren't there when she was having sex." Kim paused for a beat and asked in mock shock, "Ron! Are you the Father!?!"

"No no no I...!" Ron adamantly denied before he saw the quirky smile on Kim's face that told him she was just teasing.

Tara, smiling as always and clad in a pink bathrobe and slippers, answered the door. "Hi Kim, Hey Ron come on in. Bonnie's on the phone."

The blue-eyed blond skipped ahead as she led the two teen heroes into the living room where Bonnie was in a very animated argument on the telephone. "Kevin! You're in this as deeply as I am! You're responsible for getting me knocked up! What are you going to do about it?" Bonnie was shocked by his answer. "NO, that's not acceptable! I told you when we first started dating I would never be a farmer's wife!" She listened for a few seconds before she growled, "You know where we stand and that's my fucking solution. GOOD! BYE!" Bonnie hung up the phone and threw the cordless receiver into the couch cushions. "FUCK!"

"That's why you're with child Bonnie," Kim smirked, her arms smugly folded in front of her. "That one little four letter word starting with F."

"What's the matter K," Bonnie snarled viciously, "can't you say fuck? Oh that's right, Little Miss Perfect never uses foul language!"

"I do too B!" Kim yelled with a blush to her cheeks as she leaned forward toward the brunette, "but you'll never hear me when I do!"

"Will you two holster your hostilities!" Ron said as he jumped between the pair of cheerleaders and held Kim at bay. "We're here to discuss what we can do about this sitch, not for you two to throw barbs at each other and fight!"

"Ron's right," Tara interjected as she corralled Bonnie and held her back. "They might have an idea or two that can help us."

"There is no us in this situation," Bonnie firmly stated as fact before she lost steam and sullenly continued. "I got myself into this mess, it's mine to deal with."

"I'm sorry I harshed on you," Kim offered in truce. "Ron and I are only here to help in whatever way we can. You're going to keep the baby, correct?"

Bonnie was taken aback. "Yes, but how did you know?"

Kim ticked the few reasons off on her fingers. "Well one, Ron's vision showed you near full term. Two, I've seen you around newborns. You're like me with Ron's baby sister Hanna. You almost drool over them. And three, I've seen you at a couple of Pro Life rallies. Ron and I attend them whenever we can."

"Yeah," Bonnie tittered and rubbed the back of her neck in partial embarrassment, "I've seen you two at em also. I'm having my baby and I won't even consider putting it up for adoption."

"We only got to hear part of your conversation with Kevin," Kim confessed as she crossed her arms again. "I take it he offered to marry you."

"Yes he offered, but in a back-handed kinda way." Bonnie scowled as she angrily tied and retied the sash to her lavender robe. "I wouldn't marry him if he were the last man on Earth. Kevin was more or less just arm candy to keep me on the top of the Food Chain."

"Speaking of which," Ron questioned, "won't your getting knocked up knock you off the top rung of the Food Chain?"

"I'm sure it will," Bonnie answered with a frown. "When word gets out I suspect I'll drop down around where you guys are on the ladder. Everyone will see me as being vulnerable and I won't have much clout anymore." She let out a heavy sigh then smiled warmly. "And when that happens Monday I won't have to put on my Queen Bonnie facade anymore. I can finally be myself and we can be friends."

"Friends???" Kim queried in utter confusion. "You mean the vile, venomous vindictive Queen Bonnie will be gone and you want to be friends with us?"

Bonnie cackled out a long laugh. "It's all a front. I just act that way to keep me on top and popular and everyone else in line. It's too bad it never worked on you two but, now that I don't have to worry about it anymore I can finally be friendly to you. Starting now." Bonnie looked around the room. "You know, let's go outside and sit by the pool. I think better when I'm out there." They all nodded their approval and she led the way. "And just to let you know I dumped Kevin's sorry ass. I so don't want to play with his puny peter anymore. Marry me will he? When Hell freezes over!"

"I dunno," Ron laughed. "I can see you barefoot and pregnant in a purple gingham dress. You're out on the back porch ringing the dinner bell calling your men folk in from the field."

"That's not funny Stop..." Bonnie suddenly ceased her sentence, smiled and turned to Tara. "You know, you're right T. He is funny in his own goofy, adorable way." She spun and threw her arms around Ron's neck digging her face into his shoulder. "Can you ever forgive my taunts and name calling?"

"Bonnie, I dunno," Ron started before he felt his shoulder grow damp from tears. He tentatively returned the embrace. "At first you... you really hurt me with all that loser stuff you threw at me. After a while I got used to it and kinda enjoyed the attention you gave me. Out of all the guys in school you focused your venom at me and I felt kinda special cause of it." Ron tittered lightly in embarrassment. "Lately, whenever you didn't insult me I felt kinda offended, like you didn't care about me no more."

"It's just," Bonnie sniffled, brought her forehead into his chest and sniffled again, "I had a bit of a crush on you when we first got into high school but you alway hung out with Kim. You were always so kind and upbeat with everyone I really found that quite attractive. When K tried out for the cheer squad I got jealous of her natural abilities and her friendship with you. That's why I was the hardest on you two. I rose up the Food Chain too quickly and I couldn't be nice or even be seen near you. Not if I wanted to keep my status." Bonnie leaned back and held a hand out to Kim. "Now that it's over I can put all that bull crap behind me and be friends with you two. That's, that's if you want to be friends with me."

"It'll be hard getting used to," Kim sighed as she walked over to the pair and joined in the hug, "but I can see it happening." Ron held out his arm that had briefly been around his girlfriend and bade Tara to join in. The blue-eyed blond raced over crying tears of joy for the end of hostilities and the beginning of something she had wanted for a long time. Bonnie could finally be openly friendly to the couple and not hide the real, beautiful, loving Bonnie that Tara knew.

"As long as we're baring our souls," Kim said weakly, "I'm a little jealous of you Bonnie."

The brunette hick-upped a laugh through the tears streaming down her cheeks. "You, jealous of me?"

Kim nodded. "You've always been so easy going and sure of yourself around guys. I'm just so awkweird around them, not knowing what to say or how to act. I always thought they were a little afraid of my tough, bad guy fighting image."

"I think your Dad's threat to send your first real boyfriend into a black hole had a bit to do with it KP," Ron giggled. "Word got around and the fellas were afraid they'd never see their families or Middleton again if they dated you and messed up."

"What about Josh?" Kim queried.

Tara squeezed Kim's waist and sniffled. "Liz told me what Josh had in mind. He wanted to be know as the only guy to date The Great Kim Possible and beat the odds of being sent into deep space. He did it only to build up his reputation."

Bonnie laughed. "He might have built up his rep but he missed out on a fine girlfriend."

Kim let go of a short derisive laugh and blushed. "I only went out with Josh because he was the hottie that semester and I thought everyone expected me to date. I understand now that my crush on him was only a vain attempt to appear normal. I always knew in the back of my mind that I'd be with Ron for the rest of my life."

"You're lucky K," Bonnie laughed. "I've found out from experience that the hot guys are like flashy expensive cars. They're usually high maintenance and always lead to trouble down the line."

"I thought that's what they say about the hot women?" Ron interjected.

"No Sweetie," Kim giggled. ""It's the guys who think a hot woman is high maintenance. He believes the only way to keep a hottie is to lavish gifts on her and pay for beauty treatments and such. You think I'm a hottie and I'm low maintenance. I enjoy a manicure and facial every once in a while but I'd never leave you if you didn't pay for them or give me presents every other day. Am I right B?"

"Nope, Ron's right!" Bonnie giggled. "You might be low maintenance and hot but a true hottie expects those things. If she doesn't get them she can always find someone else who will treat her like a queen!"

Silence fell over the four hugging teens. They finally broke the embrace and stepped back. "That was awkward, but nice," Bonnie said as she shed the full length, lavender terry bathrobe and laid it over the back of a chair. She kicked off her slippers (the same color as the robe,) opened the screen door and walked bare-ass naked out to the pool area. Kim and Ron stared in disbelief as Tara followed suit and swiftly shed her pink robe. The nude platinum blond joined her brunette friend at a patio table. Bonnie looked back and saw Ron and Kim, fully clothed and mouths agape in the doorway. "Are you coming out or what?"

"B-B-B-Bonnie, you're n-n-n..." Ron stuttered.

"The word is naked," Bonnie nonchalantly snarled. "So what?"

"But it'snot, it'snot..." Ron said, totally perplexed but drinking in every eye full of the beautiful unclad girls.

"Snot what?" Kim whimsically begged. Ron turned and saw a topless Kim stripping off her slacks. "Not normal? I thought that was your motto, Never Be Normal." She dropped her panties on top of her other clothes and walked out to the table. "I've heard about your pool rules Bonnie but I never thought I'd get the chance to participate. Got any sun block?"

"As head of the cheer squad you got invitations to all my parties but you and Ron were always gallivanting around the world." Bonnie smiled at the red haired girl in front of her. "Tara will show you where it is but first we need to get your boyfriend to join us." She turned her attention to Ron and playfully gibed, "Ron! Quit being a fifth wheel, take your clothes off and get out here!"

Rufus squirmed up half way out of Ron's tight pants pocket and yawned. The petite pink rodent looked around, squeezed out and scampered down Ron's leg and made for a chaise lounge. Rufus nestled into the soft cushion and donned a pair of Ray-Ban® sunglasses.

"It's no big," Kim said to her boyfriend as she accepted a bottle of sun screen from Tara. "Just go with the flow like we do up at the hot springs when we train with the monkey ninjas."

"Monkey ninjas?" Tara queried.

"Hot springs?" Bonnie begged at the same time.

"But it's only you, me, Rufus and the monkeys up in the mountains," Ron said defensively, still standing firm and fully clothed in the doorway.

Bonnie and Tara stared at the brown-eyed boy in baffled bewilderment for a moment before they turned to Kim for an explanation. Kim giggled and walked over to Ron as she spoke. "Ron sorta inherited a dozen monkey ninjas when he defeated Monkey Fist and was named the Ultimate Monkey Master a few years ago. Since his Dad is allergic to animal fur, Ron couldn't keep them at the house."

"Even though they're house broken," Ron interjected. "They even helped Mom with the cleaning. Manny was great at dusting off the high areas and Moe was especially good with the vacuum cleaner. Jack," he frowned, "well he couldn't do jack."

"Yeah, right," Kim laughed as she elbowed her beau before she started to rub the white semi liquid into her chest and stomach. "Anyway, we had to keep them somewhere. We searched all over the Tricity area but couldn't find a place where they could stay. Then Wade found us this marvelous little secluded valley up in the mountains. It's a heck of a hike to get to but it's well worth the effort. Ron bought the land with some of the money from his first Naco royalty check and we built a cabin next to one of the five hot springs. There are a few wild trout streams on the property too. The monkeys stay up there year round and we go up and train with them whenever we can."

"They're always so happy to see us," Ron sighed as he leaned against the door frame, "and I'm getting better at fly fishing each trip. One of these days I'm gonna catch one of them little suckers."

"But I though Drakken and Shego took all your money," Tara pondered aloud as she joined the couple.

"They got all my cash," Ron said with a gleam in his eye. "We still had the property and the plane I bought KP."

"After you sold the solid gold plated limo and all your bling," Kim added the disclaimer. "We then had a million in the bank gathering ten percent interest. That's how we could afford to keep the property and plane. Since then, Ron's been getting an annual royalty check. His Dad is in charge of investing it while Ron gets an allowance of five grand a month."

"I am so sick of money right now I barely touch the allowance," Ron groaned and winced before his face brightened. "At least it keeps me in Nacos."

"I know all about your money," Bonnie said smugly as she got up from the table and walked back to the three teens. "Mom works at the bank where you have all your accounts and portfolio. She's been pushing me to be nicer to you. Mom wants you and me to hook up and get married."

"Your Mother wants you to be a gold digger and marry Ron for his money?" Kim asked in astonishment.

Bonnie nodded. "She wants me to follow in her footsteps. Dad inherited his wealth and Mom married him for it but Dad showed me his will. Connie, Lonnie and Mom will be well off. I get the bulk of the estate so I really don't need to marry for money." Bonnie took the bottle from Kim and squirted some onto the redhead's arms. Kim rub it around her arms and onto her face as Bonnie turned to Ron. "So with that out of the way the question still stands; If you get naked up in the mountains why not here? You won't been seen by anyone but we three girls."

Ron looked at the high wooden fence encompassing the backyard. All the gates were wide open. "What about your neighbors?"

Bonnie giggled and hitched a thumb at a wooden wall. "We own the houses on either side of the property. One is for Connie when she gets married and another is for Lonnie."

"Tell them what you get," Tara said slyly as she joined in the sunscreen slathering social.

Bonnie cringed as her face reddened in embarrassment. "I kinda inherit the rest of the block... and a few stores."

"A few stores," Tara huffed. She grabbed the sun block from Bonnie and applied some to her chest and face. "Among other things B will own the Five and Ten Cent store, the bank and the Middleton Mall someday!"

"Actually," Bonnie blanched and sheepishly rubbed the back of her head, "I took control of them last month when I turned eighteen."

"So we can still call you Queen Bonnie," Ron said with a laugh. "After all you're the head of your own empire." His quip brought a light laugh from Tara and Kim but the brunette only groaned.

Bonnie glanced around and noticed Ron was still the only one with clothes on. "Ron, will you pleeeeease join us?" she begged politely, her face sprouting a PDP. Her eyes were wide and moist with fake tears and her lower lip and jaw stuck out quivering ever so slightly.

"Do all you girls know the Puppy Dog Pout?" Ron cringed and begged before he caved in and capitulated. "Oh alright." He stripped down to his Fearless Ferret boxer shorts and paused. "You're not gonna make any rude comments about the size of my..." He peered down at the masked faces printed on his boxers.

"No Ron," Bonnie giggled. "If you remember I saw it Thursday night after the football game. I was a little speechless at the time but I would never say anything bad about your package."

Kim opened her mouth to zip a zinger at the brunette but decided to hold her tongue. "Bonnie speechless?" she thought to herself. "Lucifer must be suffering from a major case of frostbite right now!"

"What about you Tara?" Ron queried.

Tara tittered. "Bonnie told me how big you are. I'm kinda curious." The platinum blond tentatively reached a hand out to sneak a peek for herself but, as her fingers were about to touch the elastic waistband and reveal the prize inside, she chickened out and quickly retreated.

"Big?" Ron pondered as he deftly dropped his drawers and looked down. "I don't think it's very big. Not compared to my Dad's."

"Not Big??" Tara exhaled in total awe. When she caught Bonnie looking over to her out of her peripheral vision Tara held up three fingers and tried to suppress a snicker. Bonnie made an elephant trumpeting noise and held up two.

"Ron," Bonnie went back to staring with her chin cradled in one hand, "don't you pay attention to the other guys in the locker room? Kevin's peter isn't a quarter of the size of yours, Mustang! Even when he's aroused."

"No no No," Ron waved her off. "I go into the locker room, get dressed and get out as fast as I can. I don't wanna be teased about how small it is."

Bonnie peered in astonishment at her male guest. "From what I've seen and know about anatomy you have nothing to be embarrassed about and plenty to be proud of. Even Brick is half the man you are."

Kim started to apply sun screen to her boyfriend's back. "See Ron, I told you. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Ron let out a sigh. "Thanks KP. Thanks Bonnie, Tara, for not laughing at me." Ron accepted the bottle from Kim and started on her back.

Bonnie walked over to the patio table. "Don't forget to get everywhere. Some places on your bods haven't seen Mr. Sunshine in like, forever and will burn in a jiffy."

"We know," Kim laughed as she snatched the lotion from Ron's hand. "We found that out the hard way the first time we sat out in the hot springs au naturel. Now we have more fun applying the sunblock than we do in the hot springs."

"So you and Ron are sexually active?" Tara begged.

"We fool around," Kim started as she knelt and massaged the lotion on and around Ron's genitals, "but we're saving our virginity for the honeymoon. Right Sweetie?" Kim kissed the end of Ron's member and got a twitching response from it.

"That tickles," Ron laughed and tried to get serious. "You better not start nothin you can't finish. Not with Bonnie and Tara watching."

"I wouldn't mind seeing a live performance," Bonnie snarled wickedly. "How about you T?"

Tara nodded vigorously as she joined her brunette friend and tittered, "I'd like to see how big Little Ron gets when he's awake!"

"We might be friends now Bonnie," Kim huffed, fully tweaked at the idea, "but we're not that friendly."

"Okay, okay," Bonnie said defensively, "I was just curious. It's not like I was asking you to give Ron a blow job and him eat you out." The teenage couple both turned a brilliant sunburned red. Tara gawked in amazement and Bonnie gleefully begged, "Or did I?"

"Well, we kinda..." Ron muttered.

"We need a outlet for our, urges, and found it to be the best way, together," Kim giggled. "I also get my daily dose of Ronshine that way."

"It's only at night though," Ron stated proudly, "when we take a break or three from our homework session."

"Let me guess," Bonnie laughed. "That's when Kim's vocab gets colorful?"

Kim's blush went from sunburned to beet red as she meekly nodded.

"What about you Bon Bon?" Ron queried as he helped Kim get up. "Are you a talker like Kim or are you a screamer?"

"Bonnie's room isn't soundproofed for nothing," Tara enthused as she walked over to the table. "You can set off a grenade in her room while you stand outside the door and you wouldn't hear a thing. It's a wonder she has any vocal cords left."

"I might be a screamer T," Bonnie playfully snarked at her friend as they both sat down, "but we'll never know about you until you and Jason get married or you find a different boyfriend."

"Why's that?" Kim queried as she took Ron's hand and walked him over to the table.

"Because his parents don't believe in pre-marital sex of any kind," Tara informed the guest. "Jason thinks he'll go to Hell if he even looks at my cleavage for more than half a second."

"Oh, so that's why Jason was excused from Health Class when we covered human reproduction," Kim said in realization.

"Yes," Tara said sadly. "His parents were talking about suing the Middleton Board of Education if they made Jason take the class. They're such prudes."

"Well then technically speaking," Kim smugly suggested as she and Ron sat down, "Bonnie is the only one here who has lost her virginity."

"Yes, but it might not have been that way," Bonnie proposed. "If Ron even had a clue about girls, he and Tara would've been doing the mattress mambo after our second encounter with Gill at Wannaweep."

"Me and Tara?" Ron asked in total ignorant bliss. "What do you mean?"

"She means Tara had a major crush on you after you saved us from Gill but was too shy to tell you," Kim informed her fiancé and patted his hand condescendingly. "If you knew about it or if Tara got up the nerve, you two would've been going steady."

"And been in bed together in less than two minutes," Bonnie slyly added as she glared knowingly at her blue-eyed friend.

"Really?" Ron uttered. "You mean Tara and me... together... in bed even?"

Tara's blush voiced volumes but she finally spoke up and let her fantasies fly. "If you knew anything about girls back then you and I would've been a couple faster than you could say Naco. If the girls and Barkin weren't around I would've jumped your boner in the rubble of cabin 13. We would have made mad, passionate love in the center ring under the big top! You and I would have danced naked in each others arms around the campfire. We would have short circuited half of computer camp with our sweaty tryst. We..."

"He gets your point," Kim interrupted. "I knew about the crush but didn't say anything at the time because I thought I'd lose my partner in fighting the villains... and my closest friend."

"Are your telling us you didn't think of Ron as boyfriend material back then?" Bonnie begged.

"No," Kim said in revelry, "not until after the Moodulator incident." She turned to her partner and fiancé and gently, lovingly stroked his cheek. "I told you there were still fireworks, that I still had feelings for you after that thing was broken, but my emotions were so confusing. I kinda denied them until you told me of your feelings for me in that storage room at BN Headquarters."

"So..." Ron tried to figure out what had been revealed during the last thirty minutes he and Kim had been at Villa Rockwaller, "are you telling me you all had secret crushes on me at one time or another?"