Disclaimer: The Walt Disney Company owns the series Kim Possible. I receive nothing for this story but your reviews and I got to be a member of the Nielson Ratings family for a week. I wonder how much a 49 year old male who only watches cartoons and pre-recorded movies will mess up their survey? Kim's ratings will really skyrocket with as much as I watch her show. A small lemon or two resides within this chapter.

Nobility

Chapter 18 Graduation Day

Seven Months Later

"Ron Sweetie?" Kim yelled from the front door of their own home, "are you sure you have all three caps and gowns in the minivan?"

"Yeah KP," Ron hollered back as he hung the mentioned garments on the hook in the back seat, "all three are here. Just a minute and I'll be right in with the umbrella!" Ron got out of the vehicle and walked back to the house in the light mist that was falling.

"Thanks Ron," the seven month pregnant redhead said accepting the rain gear. "Now go over to Monique's and Tara's and tell them we'll be leaving in a few minutes. I'll go next door and get B."

"You got it KP," Ron said as he headed off in the opposite direction Kim went. He bypassed the house next door and stopped at the second home. He knocked on the door and walked right in. "Monique! Felix! KP and I are taking off with Bon Bon now!"

"Now I know why Kim and Bon Bon arranged for us to have this house," Monique said in a huff as she gingerly walked into the room, rubbed her slightly swollen tummy and slowly plopped down in a chair. "Connie is such a rude neighbor. She was up til all hours last night partying with the music blasting away!"

"That's one of the many reasons Bonnie and Kim didn't want to live next to Connie," Felix said to his wife as he came from the kitchen and handed her a plate of lox and cream cheese on a onion bagel with a side dill pickle. "Bonnie's been putting up with Connie for eighteen years. At least the Conster has a steady boyfriend now and is settling down a bit. Remember what she was like when she was single and all full of herself?"

"Con Con was just celebrating since her Dad is home for the graduation ceremony," Ron informed the married couple. "Mr. Rockwaller is so happy with the upcoming baby that he's making nice with her and Lon Lon and his wife. He's even talkin about transferring back home to Middleton so he can spend time with his family and grandkid."

"If Bonnie having a baby is all it takes to make her Sisters behave," Monique said as she bit into her pickle, "then I'm all for her being permanently pregnant."

"Why don't you three go ahead," Felix said to Ron as he sat on the arm of the chair his wife was sitting in. "My Mom is coming over to drive us to the graduation ceremony."

"I'm sorry I ragged on Connie," Monique apologized as she rubbed her paunchy stomach. "I guess I'm experiencing some mood swings with my pregnancy."

Ron let out a laugh. "Yeah, I kinda understand. KP is still swingin on her emotions every once in a while and she's seven months along now. You're only, what? Four months?"

"Yep," Felix chimed as he wrapped his arms around his wife. "We got married on Valentine's Day and Monique found out about the baby six weeks after that."

"Ron knows all that Sweetie," Monique said and patted Felix on the cheek. "He drove us to the doctors appointment remember?" She turned to the blond boy in the doorway. "Go on now, Kim is waiting."

"Right guys," Ron said with a wave. "See ya at graduation." Ron exited, backtracked his steps and stopped at the house between his and Monique's. He knocked and entered in one swift motion and walked toward the kitchen. "Tara! Jason! Bon Bon, Kim and me are leaving for... Whoops!"

"Sorry Ron," Tara said as she pumped her hips. "Jason and I thought, Oooooh, you wouldn't be over, Yes Yes Baby! for a half hour." The platinum blond panted and puffed for a few seconds before she continued. "Jason and I will drive ourselves."

"Go ahead Ron," Jason said as a smile beamed from his face. "Tara will be a while. She's a real tiger thanks to you." His wife let out a high pitched squeal as she nodded in agreement.

"Yeah right," Ron nervously tittered as he rubbed the back of his neck and backed out of the kitchen. "Just don't be late for the ceremony. It starts in an hour." Ron turned, exited the house and headed for the van. He arrived just in time to see Bonnie and Kim leaving the house one door down from his. Ron held the van doors open so the two pregnant girls wouldn't get too wet in the light rain that had started. After helping them into the minivan and making sure the umbrella was closes, he went around the front of the vehicle and hopped into the driver's seat.

"Thank You Ron Ron," Bonnie said as she settled into the back seat. "Are Tara and Monique coming with us?"

"Monique's still eatin," Ron said with a chuckle, "and Felix' Mom is takin them. Tara and Jason were on the kitchen table making...ah..."

"We get it," Kim said with a titter as she buckled her seatbelt. "Jason and Tara are newlyweds now so they'll be making out a lot. Remember how we were when we got married?"

"Yeah I do," Ron said as he started the vehicle and pulled slowly away from the curb. "You even lied to your Dad a couple time to make it seem we weren't making out every morning noon and all night."

"I never lied to Daddy," Kim countered. "I only told him we slept all night. I just didn't mention we had made love before we went to sleep or after we woke up." She thought for a moment then added, "Or that we used to do it during lunch and our free period at school and afterward in the tree house... Or the multiple breaks when we were doing our homework."

"I'm sure your parents suspected you were doing it in the tree house," Bonnie laughed, "since you two spent so much time up there after it was soundproofed."

"Hey, the couch is really comfortable," Ron said defensively as he stopped at a stop sign and looked both ways before proceeding slowly. Kim looked over at the instrument panel and saw he was going ten miles under the speed limit.

"And it is big enough for three," Bonnie shot back, "as we've proved on more than a few occasions." She turned to the redhead in the front passenger seat. "Are the decorations set for the ceremony K?"

"Yes they are B," Kim said as she tried to twist in her seat to look at Bonnie. After a few tried she finally was able to shift in her seat and look at Bonnie behind her. "Mr. Barkin was a little leery at first when I suggested we put up all the decorations in the gym. Then I told him of Ron's visions and he agreed to the arrangements. It seems he remembered your little episode seven months ago."

"Has it been that long?" Bonnie said with a dreamy look in her eye.

"Actually it's been seven and a half months," Ron said with a chuckle as he looked at the brunette via the rear view mirror. "Your due date is next week."

"Ron," Kim chided her husband, "pay attention to the road. We're coming up on the gymnasium now and you know you always have trouble around there."

"I know I know KP," Ron said in a slight panic. "That's why I'm going so slow with the rain and you two in your condition and all. I'll drop you two off at the covered walkway and park the van."

"Don't forget the four wheeled cart Sweetie," Kim reminded Ron. "We'll have to clean out our lockers and take the computer home today."

"The flat bed cart's in the back," Ron assured his pregnant wife. "Did you remember to bring your Vala-dictator speech?"

"She doesn't need her notes Ron Ron," Bonnie chided the blond. "I think she knows it by heart now."

"Sorry B," Kim blushed and tittered. "I know I ran through it a few times with you as my audience."

"A few!" Bonnie huffed in the back seat as the van pulled up to the covered walkway, "more like a couple hundred times and...OH NO!"

"What is it B?" Kim queried nervously. "Is it time?"

Bonnie bit her lower lip in pain and nodded. As the distress subsided she blew out some quick breaths then said. "K, Ron can drive me to the hospital and be my coach. You don't need to come along, you're needed here."

"Are you sure B?" the concerned redhead asked.

"Yes I'm sure K," Bonnie said in slight relief as the initial pain ebbed to nothing. "You're Valedictorian and you're in charge of the decorations and the ceremony. They need you here in case anything goes wrong. Now get out of here so your husband can take me to the hospital."

"Ron," Kim said turning to her mate, "get the cart out of the back. Bonnie, can you hand me my cap and gown?"

Kim got out and opened the back door to accept her garments. Ron hopped out and went to the back of the van, opened the hatch, got the flat bed cart out and rolled it over to his wife. He kissed her on the cheek and ran back to the drivers door.

"Just take your time Ron," Kim said through the back door as he got in behind the wheel. "The streets are slick and you have plenty of time to get her to the hospital." She turned back to Bonnie and smiled. "I'll tell your family what's going on and get a ride to the hospital as soon as the ceremony is over. Just remember your breathing."

"K, shut up and close the damn door," Bonnie whined as another wave of pain started. Kim slammed the door shut and banged on the top of the vehicle. Ron drove away a little faster than the pace he kept on their way to school. Still, he was very cautious.

"Ron Ron," Bonnie said harshly, "can you pick up the pace a little? I'd like to get to the hospital before the baby arrives."

"But Bon Bon," Ron whined, "you're pregnant and about to give birth. I don't wanna bump you around too much."

"Is that why you were driving so slow on the way to the school?" Bonnie said in amazement. "Ron Ron I'm pregnant, not a piece of fine china. I won't chip or break if I get jostled around a little bit."

"Don't worry Bon Bon," Ron said with an wicked grin, "I know a few shortcuts."

"Stoppable," the brunette hollered, "don't you dare get us lost! Just take the normal route we planned! Ooooooooo, Ron. Here comes another contraction."

"Not to worry," Ron said and sped up. "The contractions are still more than a minute apart."

The monitor in the dashboard came to life with Kim's image. "Ron, Bonnie, I thought you'd like to know I contacted the hospital and your doctor is waiting for you."

"Thanks KP," Ron said a bit relieved. "I can see the emergency entrance now. We should be there in a minute."

"Way to go Sweetie," Kim cheered. "Stay with Bonnie and coach her just like in the classes we all took. Just think of this as practice for when our child arrives in two months."

"Ron will not be practicing on me!" Bonnie yelled through the pain as they pulled up to the emergency doors. Bonnie blew out a few big breaths. "You two are my coaches and since your not here K, Ron is in charge!"

"Whatever you say B," Kim conceded. "Just remember your breathing." Kim watched as the orderlies loaded Bonnie onto a stretcher and pushed her out of frame. She heard one orderly tell Ron he couldn't leave the van there and had to park it in the lot before he could come in.

Ron jumped in the drivers seat and started for the parking lot. "Hey KP," he said to his wife in the monitor, "is Bon Bon's overnight bag still in the storage compartment under the back seats?"

"Don't worry about the bag now Ron," Kim said sternly, "Bonnie won't need it until after she's had her baby. She needs you now so park the van and get in there."

"Right KP," Ron said as he pulled in to a spot and put the gear shift lever into park. "Wish me luck."

"You don't need luck Sweetie," Kim said sweetly, "you know what to do. Now go in there and do it."

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"Mr. Barkin!" Kim hollered to flag down the man as he ran hither and yon making sure everything was in order.

"Mrs. Stoppable!" the Vice Principle almost yelled in relief, "it's about time you got here. We have some major issues with the programs. They don't have todays date printed on them anywhere!

"That's no problem," Kim said as she waved a hand in the air. "Does the school still have that shipment of crayons that was delivered by accident?"

"Why... yes we do."

"Then we can hand out a crayon with each program," Kim said triumphantly. "Everyone can add their own date to the program and it will keep the younger family members occupied and quiet during the ceremony."

"That's brilliant!" the ex-marine exhaled loudly. He turned to leave.

"Mr. Barkin," Kim called again to get his attention, "I need to tell you something."

The big man stopped and spun around. "What now!?!"

"Ron and Bonnie won't be at the ceremony. Bonnie's water broke as we arrived," Kim informed him, "and Ron is her coach so they drove to the hospital. They should be in the delivery room by now. Her contractions were less than a minute apart when I talked to them last."

"That fine," Mr. Barkin said with a chuckle. "I half expected to hear you say you and your husband had to run off to Timbuktu or Portugal on a mission."

"No," Kim said as she let out a little chuckle of her own, "I hope those days are behind us now." She rapped her knuckles on the wooden bleachers. "All the villains who want to take over the world are behind bars and we haven't been call out on any missions for around eight months now."

"Don't think I haven't noticed," Mr. Barkin growled. "Though I have seen you and your husband going into the janitors closet or under the stairwell quite a few times during your free periods. The janitor has reported he's found his room cleaner than what he'd left it. I suspect you two have been sneaking in there for a little morning and/or afternoon delight." The big man waggled his eyebrows knowingly.

"Mr. Barkin, I... Ron..." Kim blushed furiously.

"No matter," Mr. B said as he straightened up and adjusted his tie. "The janitor didn't complained so I couldn't take any action. Now, as long as you have that cart, would you be so kind as to help me with the boxes of crayons?"

"Certainly," Kim kindly answered as the two started to walk up a hallway, "and as long as I'm helping you, could you help me get my computer out of my locker after the ceremony?"

"Well I could," Mr. Barkin said in the classic thoughtful pose, cupping his chin with a hand, "but I thought the new teacher might like to have a locker complete with a computer."

"New teacher?" the redhead asked curiously. "Who would that be?"

"The Middleton School Board has decided to reinstate the Home Economics class permanently," Mr. B said with a wry smile, "so we'll have to hire a new full-time teacher. I was going to ask Mr. Stoppable if he would like the position."

"You want Ron to teach Home Ec?" Kim begged and thought for a moment as Mr. Barkin unlocked the door to the storage room. Kim's face lit up as Mr. B opened the door for her. "Badical!"

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"And that, Senior students, is what I expect from you now that you're leaving these hallowed halls!" Mr. Steven Barkin paused for a moment to let what he had just said sink in to the minds of the thirty boys and girls he would probably never see again after this day. He knew for a fact they were all going on to college. He had sent out letters of recommendation to schools all over the country and the world for them and he had made sure having a good education was drilled into all their minds. He also had a good idea that the two who were not at the ceremony knew all too well his notions of what was expected from them. No, Bonnie and Ron were not getting off that easily. Mr. Barkin had decided he would visit the hospital and repeat his speech for those two after he made sure the school was locked up and all was secure. "Now, we have one more speech before you get your diplomas and I never have to see your ugly mugs again. The Valedictorian of Middleton High, though Heaven know how she kept her grades up going on her missions every other day, Mrs. Kimberly Possible-Stoppable."

Kim walked up to the podium and turned back to the Vice Principle after the applause died down. "Thank You Mr. Barkin but you can call me Mrs. Stoppable. And for your information, Ron and I only averaged a mission every three days and we rarely missed a whole day of school." A very large laugh came from the audience.

"That very well may be Mrs. Stoppable," the administrator retorted, "but you still missed a lot of class time. It's a real tribute to you that your grade point average remained at four point oh with all the time you spent on your missions!"

"No Mr. Barkin," Kim said before the applause got to loud. "I attribute it to helping Ron with our homework while we were flying to and from our missions. Trying to explain things to Ron helped me understand the subject matter better." She turned to the audience. "Tutoring Ron helped me and it got Ron through all his classes. That's my message to the younger people in the audience. If you're having trouble in a class, get help. If you're doing fine in the class, help someone and you'll understand the work so much more. Helping others is the right thing to do and as we go out into the world we must remember to assist those people that need help. We are all humans and, as a race, we do better and accomplish more when we work together and give one another a helping hand."

As she allowed the general applause to die down her Kimmunicator watch sounded off. Kim looked out into the audience and spotted Wade and his parents. "Wade, you're here so who could be calling me now?"

"I don't know Kim," Wade stood and beamed. "Why don't you answer the call and find out."

Kim hit a button activating the Kimmunicator and saw Ron's face on the screen. "Ron Sweetie," she said harshly but tried hard to sound calm and sweet, "I'm kind of busy now, I'm giving my valedictory speech."

"KP," Ron practically screamed with a wild but overjoyed look on his face, "it's a girl and she's beautiful! She's almost as cute as..."

Kim slammed a hand over the Kimmunicator when she realized she had the device directly under the microphone on the dais. "Um, sorry folks," Kim stammered and blushed. "My husband is calling to tell me Bonnie Rockwaller just gave birth to a baby girl." The stunned silence lasted only two seconds before the parents and others in attendance clapped and cheered. The twenty-nine graduating students that were seated front and center all stood and whooped it up, tossing their caps in the air and interrupted Kim's speech for a whole three minutes before things settled down. Kim held out her wrist so Ron and Bonnie could see and hear the display of affection for their classmate through the Kimmunicator.

"You know folks," Kim said as she gazed at the screen on her wrist and saw Bonnie's baby sleeping in her Mother's arms, "I had a lot more to talk about but I believe I need to heed my own advice and go help someone right now. I'll leave you with these wishes. I wish you all Health enough to make your work a pleasure; Wealth enough to support your needs, Strength to battle the difficulties and overcome them; Patience enough to toil until some good is accomplished; Charity enough to see the good in your neighbor; Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others; Faith enough to make real the things of God, and Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future. Now if you'll excuse me I have a Mother and new baby to help."

Kim started to leave the stage but was halted in her tracks by a big roadblock of a man with a bristly Marine haircut. "STOPPABLE!" Mr. Barkin yelled, "YOU WILL NOT LEAVE THIS STAGE UNTIL..." His face softened to a wry smile as he pulled out three rolled up pieces of paper. "...I give you these three diplomas. Please give Ron and Bonnie theirs. Now, go help your friend."

Kim accepted the three certificates and got a thunderous round of applause as she left the stage and stopped at her parents seats. "Mom, Dad, could you clean out Ron's lockers when the ceremony is over please? Mr. Barkin will help you and he has our flatbed cart." She gave each adult a kiss on the cheek and hustled out of the gym. Well, hustled as fast as a seven month pregnant woman could hustle.

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Mr. Ron Stoppable stepped out of the classroom and closed the door. He got out his handkerchief and polished the brass plate on the door that read, Mr. Stoppable, Home Economics, indicating this room was his room. Ron let out a little whistled as he marveled, "Wow, this is neat. I never thought I'd enjoy coming to school every day." He hummed to himself as he walked to his new locker, complete with a computer in it. "I better call Kim and tell her I'm headed for home. She might want me to pick something up from the store for the baby."

Ron turned the corner and saw a brunette cheerleader standing with her back to him near his locker. "Excuse me Miss," Ron yelled to the girl, "you know the school is closed right now and you shouldn't be here." His jaw dropped when the girl turned around.

"Stoppable you loser," the teal-eyed brunette snarled at him, "I knew you didn't graduate and had to take some classes over! That's the only reason a moron like you would be here!"

"Bon Bon!" Ron yelped and stopped in his tracks when he recognized the woman standing in front of his locker.

"Don't you Bon Bon me Stoppable!" Bonnie snarked viciously and stomped toward him. "A freak like you shouldn't even talk to me, let alone use a nickname that I only let my Father use!"

"But Bonnie," he pleaded, "you've let me call you that for almost a year now!"

"Stow it Stoppable," the brunette barked. "I don't know why a loser like you should..." Bonnie stopped in front of him and smiled as she threw her arms around his neck. "should be a great friend and neighbor and have such cute freckles and kissable lips!" Bonnie locked her lips to his and kissed him passionately.

Ron felt his clip-on tie disappear and the buttons of his dress shirt come undone before the kiss broke. "Bonnie, what are you doing?"

Bonnie licked her lips as she stripped off his shirt and started on his pants. "I'm just making one of your dreams come true Ron Ron. You told me once you've fantasized about standing in the hallway and I'd be dissing you one minute and fucking you the next."

"B-B-Bonnie," Ron stuttered and he grabbed her hands as her fingers slipped into his boxers and started to push them down, "I can't do this. I promised KP I'd check with her first."

"It's okay Ron," Kim said as she pushed a double stroller up behind him with their baby in one arm. "Little Paul and I give you our permission to pleasure B right now." She nuzzled her face into the baby's and giggled. Kim lovingly place the infant into one of the seats and secured the straps. "And Little Von Von says it's okay for her Mom to put the moves on you too." She tickled the little girl in the other seat, stood up and turned the stroller around. "Have fun you two but don't take too long. Dinner will be ready shortly."

Ron smiled his goofy grin as he pulled the uniform sweater over Bonnie's head and saw she wasn't wearing a bra. "Wow Bonnie, I never thought I'd get to..."

"Stow it Ron Ron," the brunette sensually purred as she pushed his boxers to his knees.

"But Bon Bon," Ron said in a bit of a panic as it suddenly hit him, "KP is makin dinner! That's trouble with a capital T cause Kim and the kitchen mix as well as dynamite and a lit match."

"Don't worry Ron Ron," Bonnie cooed as she dropped her skirt and he saw she had come commando. "K is stopping at BN on the way home."

"Booyah," Ron uttered before his lips were covered by a wonderfully tasting brunette.

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A quick FYI. The wishes Kim left the audience with were delivered at my high school graduation by our Principle, John Oakeson back in 1976. I live by and wish you all the same. This is the end of the story but it might arc later. I feel a need to explore Ron's first days teaching and Kim's natal delights among other things but I do have another story in the works that's a real kick! It's half written but new ideas pop up as I write and always stretch out my work. As I wrote earlier, I was going to end this one at chapter 12. Stay tuned for The Monkey and The Coyote.

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