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Nobility Chapter 5 A Ceremony

"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?"

Open wide-eyed stares circulated between the three girls as all four teens sat silently at the table for a whole minute. "I wouldn't exactly call mine a crush," Kim shrugged and slouched back in the chair, "but I guess so Sweetie."

"It sounds that way," Bonnie uttered, totally at sea. She pushed back away from the table with a resounding scrape of the chair legs on the cement deck.

"I...I..." Tara stuttered and slowly shrank into her chair blushing furiously.

"Coolio," Ron said with a goofy smile. "So, what can we do to help Bonnie with her problem?"

"Wait," Tara said quickly coming out of her daze, "doesn't it bother you that you were never able to get a date for the last three years but all three of us desired you at one time or another?"

"No, not really," Ron waved off the notion. "I got KP now and that's all that matters. So as I was sayin, how can we help Bonnie with her Mommy-hood?"

"Ron you..." Bonnie marveled at the boy in front of her before she decided he wasn't concerned in the least with the revelation. "I guess there's not much you can do for me, but being able to tell you both about my families financial affairs has set my mind at ease. After school I'll have my baby, move into one of my houses and tend to the properties and businesses. With you three as friends what else would I need?"

"Does that mean you've sworn off guys forever?" Tara queried. "I didn't think you could survive if you didn't have a boyfriend or someone to quench your sexual desires. It seems to me you're always in heat, you love it that much."

"Is it that good?" Kim begged as she leaned in to her new brunette friend. "I mean going to third base with Ron is wow-worthy. Is actually doing it that much better?"

Bonnie's face spread out in a broad grin and she nodded vigorously. "OOOOH YEAH! It's ten, no twenty times better than fooling around."

"Wow!" Kim marveled and turned to her fiancé. "Ron, if that's the case I can't wait until we get married after graduation. The next time we get frisky we're going all the way!"

"But what if you get pregnant like Bonnie?" Ron asked warily.

"I won't get pregnant," Kim said firmly. "I'm on the pill and it's a safe time of the month."

"But Bonnie was on the pill too," Ron said excitedly before he slapped a hand over his mouth. He realized he let slip some information he shouldn't know about and turned to their host. "I kinda know cause I saw you take em one time before school. I saw you pop the pill outta a wheel thingie and asked my Mom to get me some cause I though they were breath mints. She told me what they were."

"I was on the pill Ron," Bonnie said sadly, "but I didn't take them all the time. You have to take the prescription regularly if you want it to be fully effective. That's the reason I'm pregnant."

"See Ron," Kim said patting his hand, "I take mine daily so I'm protected. I won't get pregnant until we're ready to have children."

"I still think we aughta wait til after we're married," the blond boy said and sat back in his chair in a huff.

"I have the solution," Tara chirped happily as she got up, skipped over to the cabana and came out with her tote bag. She pulled out her wallet and produced a business card. "I'm an ordained Minister! Believe it or not I can marry you two."

"Church of the Bueno Consumption?" Kim wondered aloud as she read the card. "I've never heard of that Church."

"I found it on the Internet," Tara tittered, "but it's legit. I checked it out with the Middleton License Bureau before I sent in five dollars for my ordainment."

Kim peered into Ron's brown orbs. "I really would like to, you know, go all the way. I don't say it only in the heat of passion." Kim blushed when she realized she had just verbally confirmed her sexual verbiage to Bonnie and Tara, turned to the two girls and admitted, "Yes, my language does gets very colorful and descriptive when we make out."

"I really want to too," Ron nodded adamantly, "but what about the wedding our Moms are planning? Won't they be disappointed when we call off their shindig?"

"We can still have the big ceremony for our relatives after graduation," Kim giggled. "But in the mean time we could be doing it as a married couple."

"Come on K," Bonnie huffed in agitation, "you can say say the damn word. I want to hear you swear. Fuck, if Tara preforms the ceremony you can fuck Ron silly. You can ram his cock so deep in your cunt it would tickle your tits from the inside!"

Kim blushed a deep crimson hue. "F, Fu... Coooooo... T, T... I can't!"

"Bonnie," Ron chided as he leaned in on the patio table, "Kim only says them things when she excited with her hand or my tongue and fingers buried between her..."

"Ron!" Kim cut him off.

"Tara, why don't you start the paperwork for the marriage," Bonnie said waving her hand dismissively while staring lustfully at the couple. "We'll get these two married so they can consummate their marriage in the cabana. I wanna listen in through the slats in the door."

"Bonnie!" Kim yelped then spun to her boyfriend. "If she wants to hear what I sound like during our little make out sessions then I'll let her. We're getting married right now Ron!"

"KP I love you," Ron started then broke eye contact as he gazed at the shimmering waters of the swimming pool, "but we came here to help Bonnie with her dilemma, not get hitched just so we can go all the way and let Bonnie hear you, say words."

"You're right Ron," Kim conceded as she patted and caressed his cheek, "but Bonnie is a strong independent woman who's rich enough to handle any monetary problems that may arise. She doesn't need our help. I think we should just support her in any decision she makes. That's what friends do."

Ron thought for a few seconds before he smiled and looked lovingly into Kim's green orbs. "I guess. We'll just offer Bonnie our friendship and support... Either that or I could marry Bonnie." The pause was palpably short and quickly became a laugh-fest for the three ladies.

"I can live with your support," Bonnie said sweetly to the couple after she caught her breath.

"So does that mean you and Ron want to get married now?" Tara begged the redhead as she pulled a few items out of her tote bag.

"I do." Kim giggled before she sang out one of her catch phrases. "Let's get started."

"I know you're both eighteen and legal," Tara stated as she opened a folder and handed a single piece of paper to Kim, "so all you need to do is fill out this application and pay me a ten dollar filing fee."

"Ten dollars?" Ron queried. "Is that all?"

"Well I usually charge twenty," Tara informed the couple, "but with you guys I'll just charge you for my costs."

"Ron Sweetie, pay Tara," Kim ordered as she started to fill out the form.

Ron walked over and got his wallet out of the black slacks, pulled out a bill and handed it to the blond. "Sorry Tara, all I got is fifty dollar bills on me today. You'll have ta take the change as a tip for your services."

"Okay." Tara giggled and accepted the money. "With this and the twenty Bonnie owes me from a bet I'll be able to buy that new dress and a couple of blouses I heard about at Smarty Mart. Maybe I can find some shorts and shoes to match."

"Tara!" Bonnie yelped like she was just stabbed in the back by her closest friend.

"What?" Tara challenged her brunette friend. "You know you've always wanted to shop at Smarty Mart. Now that you won't have to worry about the Food Chain we can go there and shop til we drop!"

Bonnie pondered the possibilities and beamed. "You're right T. I smell a major shopping spree when we're done here!"

Kim handed the completed paperwork back to Tara and smiled. "If Smarty Mart isn't off limits anymore I'd like to get in on that too. I saw some great pants when I was chasing Frugal Lucre in the store and I've always wanted to go back and check out their line of clothing. Did you know Smarty Mart and Club Banana are owned by the same company?"

When the three girls started planning their major assault on the mega store dedicated to consumerism Ron dramatically cleared his throat. "A-hem!!! Don't you think you girls should get dressed before you go out and buy a dress, or a blouse or three?"

"No Ron," Bonnie said sarcastically, "we're going to walk into the store buck naked and wander around for a few hours before we pay for our purchases and walk out." She huddled up with the two other girls and said to Kim, "Here's the plan. Tara will preform the wedding ceremony then you and Ron can fuck in the cabana. While you two are getting jiggy Tara and I will go on-line and check out Smarty Mart's website and map out our shopping trip. We'll all head out to the store when you're done, then we'll come back here and party like it's a Roman orgy."

"What?" Kim queried. "Do you want some Ronshine too?"

"Of course," Bonnie cheered enthusiastically. "I can't get any more pregnant than I am right now and I haven't had a good shag in days."

"Hey! I had the original crush on him," Tara interjected. "I want a piece of Ron too."

"Wellll," Kim ponder a second before a big grin spread across her face and she tittered, "I guess that would be okay. There's enough Ron to go around."

"Wait, wait WAIT!" Ron hollered. "Don't I get a say in this!"

"NO!" three loud female voices answered as the huddle broke and they all stood up.

Kim stroked Ron's cheek with a hand. "Ron Sweetie, we girls know what's best. Just answer Tara when she asks if you want to marry me." She turned to the blond girl. "Tara, start the ceremony."

Tara positioned Ron and Kim for the rite. "Bonnie will be the witness and your Maid of Honor aaaaand," she looked around, "Rufus can be the Best Man."

When the naked mole rat heard his name he scampered over to the teens and asked, "Bueno Nacho?"

"In a little while," Kim told the petite rodent. "Right now just stand next to Ron, Please and Thank You."

"Ohhh, Ho-kay," Rufus chirped and brushed off his shoulder before coming to attention.

"We're gathered here pool side," Tara started, "to join Kim and Ron in Holy Matrimony. Kim, do you take Ron to be your lawfully wedded husband? In sickness and health, for richer or poorer, til death you do part?"

Kim giggled. "Of course I do!"

"Ron, do you take Kim to be your lawfully wedded wife? In sickness and health, for richer or poorer, til death you do part?"

Ron frowned and clipped, "No."

"As a licensed Minister with the..." Tara suddenly realized how Ron had answered. "What did you say Ron?!?"

"I said No!" The blond-haired boy crossed his arms and harrumphed.

"What do you mean no?" Kim questioned, slightly tweaked at her would be/should be husband.

"KP, we came here to help Bonnie with her current dilemma, not get married so we can make like rabbits legally. Do you wanna get pregnant like Bonnie?"

"I won't get pregnant Ron," Kim huffed. "I told you I'm on the pill and it's my safe time of the month."

"Today your safe," Ron pleaded, "but what about tomorrow or next week or next month? KP, we should finish high school before we take the plunge." He walked over to the house and started putting on his clothes. "This was fun today and I really enjoyed it but I think it's kinda gettin outta hand."

Kim ran to Ron and wrapped her arms around him. "Ron I want this. I can manage and avoid having children until we're ready for them."

Ron shrugged out of her embrace. "KP, I think you've gone mental or somethin with all that's happened today. First we become friends with Bonnie and then you wanna go shopping at Smarty Mart? With Bonnie and Tara?! Then you wanna come back here and share me with em?!? Has the whole world gone MAD?? This is not like you at all, you're usually the sensible one." Ron heaved a heavy sigh and sadly shook his head. "I really don't believe I'm saying this but, unless you come to your senses I'm staying away from you. Rufus Buddy, let's go get somethin to eat."

"Are you breaking up with me?" Kim questioned as the naked mole rat ran over and hopped into his Big Buddies hand.

Ron put Rufus in his shirt pocket and thought for five seconds. "Yes... No... I dunno." He marched into the house and the three girls heard the front door slam shut.