BE, S SI: Oops...
Disclaimer/Author's Notes: Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Disney Company. All other characters can be blamed on the author (he, however, is not responsible for all of their actions at all times, being barely responsible for himself most of the time….).
This is a strictly not-for-profit, just-for-fun work.
You can read this without reading the background stories, but I would highly recommend (shameless plug) Black Hole Deep, version 2.0 and BE, S 1: Blue Eyes, Shining. You'll enjoy this story even more, and this story will make more sense if it's read in context.
To everyone who has read thus far and continues to read and review: thank you: your reads and reviews continue to fuel me.
A/N Forward:
Questions:
Oops?
Answer:
Not a good sound, no matter the circumstances, where you are or what you're doing.
What happens, and the miscues and subsequent occurrences, results in a deep learning experience for all involved and some beliefs being shattered…
This is a Blue Eyes, Shining Special Intermezzi:
Oops….
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Chapter 2: Initiation
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The normally-active morning meal was unnaturally quiet this morning in Slim's large dining hall.
Joss had come in for breakfast, grabbed her bowl of cereal and some fruit, and sat away from everyone and ate silently.
"Good Morning, Joss!" Rebecca Jane Casey, Betty's liaison to the Bunker, sat down across from her and peeled the paper from her blueberry muffin.
"gmrng," Joss mumbled, and Rebecca Jane put her muffin down on her plate and reached across the table, lifting Joss' chin with her hand.
"Joss?" and Rebecca Jane saw the bloodshot eyes.
"Joss! What's wrong?"
"iwuztupd," she mumbled.
"What?"
"I was S T double-O P I D stoopid, Rebecca Jane, and I've spend all night trying to figger out how I did it so well," Joss said sadly, taking a bite of her banana.
Rebecca Jane watched her eat the banana for two bites, and then she decided that Joss was old enough to know what she was doing.
"Well, don't eat that banana like that in front of Wade, or he'll never be able to stand, again," Rebecca Jane remarked with a straight face.
Joss thought for a moment, looked down at her hand, and broke out laughing.
The agents and Slim's staff in the dining hall all took a huge sigh of relief, and the noise level went up threefold.
"What happened, Joss?"
"Wade and I got in an argument, and I told him that he just might have ripped it with me, permanently," she smiled sadly.
"Wow: what did he do: insult Sheri Nicole, sleep with Kim…," Rebecca Jane was being pure evil.
"REBECCA JANE!
"no, it was something purely stupid, and I overreacted."
"What?"
"I'm embarrassed to say, RJ," she stared down at her blueberries.
"What."
"He told me I was stupid."
"Did he say you were stupid?"
"NO!
"He said my idea was stupid."
"Oh, so you suggested that he sleep with Kim."
"RJ!" and Joss blushed a deep red, and then winced.
"What?"
"Wade just looked in, saw me, and closed the door.
"He hates me, I just know it," she looked up at Rebecca Jane, and tears were beginning to re-form.
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Wade went to the back entrance, grinning slightly at the mental picture, and opened the door.
Ron was inside, along with Slim, and they were putting the final touches on tonight's marinade for the buffalo steaks.
"Wade? Finished breakfast?" Slim asked as he pulled off his gloves and stabbed his knife into the carving boards with a TRqaNG!
Wade shuddered inside.
"Slim, do you mind if I have some time alone with Wade? Questions about a case, ya' know…"
"'No big,' Ron," and Slim left the kitchen smiling, and then Ron and Wade both laughed.
"Ok, Wade, spill: you didn't come in here to sniff the marinade," Ron was direct; he looked at Wade carefully for the first time this morning, and he realized that he'd never seen Wade's eyes that bloodshot, before.
"Dude, you need food. What'll it be, Wade?"
"What I need, I can't have, Ron: Joss-shine, extra large, PG-13, for about 24 straight hours.
"Barring that:
"Eggs and chorizo, I guess."
"No big, Wade: great minds, and all that," and Ron lifted the cover off a pan on the stove to reveal a skillet almost overflowing with the very-same cooked ingredients.
"That's must have been why I wanted it: I could smell the aroma outside," Wade grinned as Ron tossed tortillas on the grill to warm. He pulled them off, seconds later, and served them up for Wade on a plate already filled with the chorizo and eggs and home fries.
"All right, no plate until you tell me," and Ron held the plate above his head, and Wade stood and headed for the door.
"Wade! C'mon, guy, let me help," Ron pleaded, and Wade stopped, turned slowly, and came back and sat, more dejected than Ron had ever seen.
Ron put the plate down, and Wade began to devour the food, barely stopping to breath.
"Wade, what happened? I can't believe that you would ever do anything to hurt Joss so much that she would throw what you two have away.
"You wouldn't tell me last night….
"What happened, Wade?"
"Joss and I got in an argument, like I told you, Ron."
"Wise man say, Wade:
"Just as grasshopper always wrong in argument with chicken, so too is man always wrong in argument with woman he loves," and Wade shot eggs and chorizo out of his mouth and laughed out loud.
"Ron, that has to be the most ridiculous saying I've ever heard," he replied, still laughing as he reached to clean the now-landed food from the table.
"Well, it got you out of your funk, so it worked," Ron retorted smugly.
"Always the distraction, huh, Ron?" and Wade smiled.
"For you and Kim: always, my friend."
"So, what did she do: insult your mother or try to get lucky with Lucky?"
"RON!
"No, it was something purely stupid, and I overreacted."
"What?"
"I'm embarrassed to say, Ron," and he stared down at his plate.
"What."
"I told her that her idea wasn't going to work."
"Did you say it like that?"
"Well, not exactly…I said her idea was foolish."
"oh, man….
"You told your girlfriend that you want to marry and be the mother of your children that her idea was foolish?
"You told a Possible woman that she had a bad idea?"
"'What do you want on your Tombstone?'"
"Ron!
"It can't be that bad."
"We're talking Joss, cousin of Kim, right?"
"oh…
"'Once again, Dr. Load, you are correct,'" and Ron grinned.
"Now, you're quoting Justine quoting me?"
"You two need to talk, but we need to get to work.
"Level Five calls, and there's a 'load' of stuff down there to go through," Ron stood up as Wade winced at the pun, and then he too stood, took his plate and loaded everything into the dishwasher, and turned.
"I can't face her, Ron. She still hates me," and he started to tear up as they walked out of the kitchen.
Oops…
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"'Princess!'"
"'Potential Boy!'"
…and they kissed deeply.
Wade wished he could, 'but, after yesterday, she never wants to see me again,' was his sad thought.
"Ready for some 'cage bats," Kim?"
"'Those words hurt,' Ron," Kim grinned as the three of them stepped into the elevator and headed down to Level 5.
"Any luck, Wade?" Kim asked as they rode down.
"Joss told you about our fight?"
"The fight, yes. Really why, no: she wouldn't give me the whole sitch," and the elevator door opened.
A group of Slim's team members was standing in front of the elevator-
Along with Rebecca Jane and Jocelyn.
"Hey, Kim; Ron," was Joss' greeting. She nodded at Wade.
"Now that everyone's here, let's get started. We're going to finish the uncrating of the last of the material from Global Justice and manufacturers who donated, and we'll move it to the right location above; then, we'll clean this whole area out so we can see what our options are," Rebecca Jane announced, and Arnold Carlos smiled.
'I really like her, but does she feel the same way I do?' was his thought as he saw her walk away, leading one team with Joss and 4 others to a corner, all of them pulling pallet jacks, and he followed, pulling his own pallet jack.
"Let's go, Wade," Ron grabbed a pallet jack along with the rest of the team, and the group headed to the front wall to start the process.
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"Kim?"
"Yea, Ron?"
"What'cha thinking?" They were pulling piles of broken-down crate materials to the front freight elevator.
"Wade and Joss.
"You, Ron?
"Our first fight, Kim: I was as afraid as Wade that I would lose you, and that was way back before we had it as bad as them," Ron grinned.
"Justine?"
"Justine," and Ron smiled at Kim as he remembered her reaction…
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Ronald Stoppable was happy.
Two movies with Justine, and he had enjoyed his time with her sooo much. She was fun in a different way than Kim, and she never made fun of him for not being as smart as her.
He knocked on the door, and a stunningly-beautiful and young red-headed woman in her white dotor's coat opened the door, letting out a deep sigh when the twins raced out into the front yard. Her smile returned when she looked down and saw Ronald.
"Hello, Ronald; Kim's upstairs, so just head up."
"Dr. Possible, you look as lovely as ever; thank you," and Ronald walked into the home of his best friend and headed up the stairs to the loft that was the room of his best friend in the world, Kim Possible.
Dr. Anne Possible smiled.
Ronald was always so nice to her…
"It's open, Ron," came from the other side just before he knocked on the door, and he turned the knob and walked in.
"Hi, Kim," and his voice cracked. 'Not again!' was his thought as Kim giggled at his greeting.
"I hate this, Kim," as he went up and down the pitch scale on each word; Kim giggled again, and he looked at her, wondering again why she would ever want to be friends with him.
'She's so gorgeous: that beautiful, silky red hair, her smile, her swimsuit, her chest, her-
"WAIT! That wasn't there last week!" and he stared at her in even more wonder and awe, and a bit of drool escaped from the right side of his mouth.
"RONALD!"
"Sorry, Kim, but…you've…got…" and Kim smiled.
"You like my new swimsuit, Ron?"
"Oh, yea, I do, Kim," 'it's beautiful, glorious, wonderful,' was his thought.
"Where were you last night? I called, and your mom said you were out."
"I was out, Kim." Ron became quiet.
"Where?"
"The movies."
"By yourself?"
"No." and now, Kim looked concerned.
"With whom?"
"justine," Ron replied, looking down so the words didn't come out as loud.
"Who?"
"Justine, OK? I went to the movies with Justine," and Ron was more than a bit agitated.
'I'm allowed to have a life!'
"Justine Flanner?" Kim asked, a bit of green flashed in her already-green eyes.
"Yea."
"But, Ron, don't you like me anymore?" and she pulled out her pouty look.
"Aw, Kim, of course I like you. I like Justine, too."
"But, you can't have two best friends…."
"KIM!"
"You made me cry the last time you told me you went to the movies with her, Ronald. I wanted to be your first date."
"It wasn't a date!"
"Pizza and a movie: sounds like a date to me.
"Now, you tell me you did it again, Ronald.
"Am I your best friend, forever, or is Justine?" and she stood and struck a pose that took Ron's breath away: Kim in the swimsuit was more than Ron could handle.
He was confused and upset: he couldn't see why Kim was forcing him to make this choice between his two female friends.
"Well, Ron?"
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He made his decision.
"I'll call Justine when I get home," he mumbled.
"Don't tell her it was my idea," Kim added.
"I won't," he groused, and then the unthinkable happened:
Kim's lips touched Ron's cheek, and his face turned redder than Kim's hair, and his belt chose that moment to loosen completely, allowing his pants to fall to his feet.
"Wow, Ron, I didn't know I did that to you with just a kiss," Kim smirked, and Ron quickly pulled his pants up.
"I'd better go, Kim," Ron said hurriedly, and he almost ran down the stairs.
"You'll be mine, Ronald Dean Stoppable," Kim said to the air as she closed her bedroom door. "Forever and Forever and Forever and Forever."
"I like you, Ron," and she fell back on her bed and stared up into the ceiling with a smile on her face.
'I hope you'll understand, someday, Justine,' she thought as a tear tried to escape from her eye, but failed.
'I miss you, Justine, my friend. Cheerleading kept me busy, but I shouldn't have turned my back on you.
'I'll make it up to you, Justine.
'Somehow, someway, I will.
"I can do it," Kim said to the ceiling.
'I think I can do anything:
'Daddy's always said: anything's possible for a Possible, so that tells me I can do anything that I think I can do,' and she smiled.
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Ron ran out of the house and back to his house, slamming the door on the way in and earning a glare from his mother.
"Sorry, Mom," and he reached back and pulled the door closed quietly, earning a smile; then, he walked quickly up the stairs to his room and went in.
He gently closed the door to his room, and carefully reached into his pockets and pulled out the two movie ticket stubs and the receipts from Pizza Palatial Experience.
"It's over, Justine, before anything ever started," Ron said to the door, and he sat on his bed and stared at the items in his hands.
'I want to see you again, but Kim doesn't want me to, and I don't know why.
'Now, I'll have to call you and tell you, somehow, and I'll break your heart into a million pieces.
'But, know this, Justine Flanner:
'I like you, and I'll make this up to you, somehow, someway.
"You will always be My Fair Lady," Ron said with a smile as he saw Justine's face, her smile.
'You are so beautiful to me, Justine,' and Ron opened an envelope and gently placed the tickets and receipts inside, sealing them. He had already decided that he was going to laminate them and save them, as soon as he got the money to do it.
"I'll never forget you."
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"I apologized to both of you, Ron," and she gave him the Puppy-Dog-Pout as she loaded crate parts onto Ron's pallet.
Ron laughed.
"Kim, you remember what you did to me that day? I remember that swimsuit, that pose you struck, and the first prototype of your PDP that you used on me.
"I'm just happy that you finally were able to make peace with Justine," he finished his pile of crate pieces and took the handle of the pallet jack.
"Look at them, Kim," and Ron pointed in the two different directions, and Kim's heart broke when she looked at both Wade and Joss, both dejectedly going thru the motions of emptying the room.
"I was there, Kim, and I don't want them in that place, but right now I don't know how to get them out of their hole," and he pulled his pile to the side and started on Kim's pile.
They all continued to work.
Until-
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They had almost emptied the room, and Joss and Wade still had neither spoken to each other nor moved closer to each other than 20 feet or so.
"We're almost finished, Kim, and I still got nuttin,'" Ron remarked dejectedly.
"You, Kim?"
"No, Ron, I have no idea.
"I just wish that they could understand each other. They are so much in love, and they don't understand each other sometimes."
"Kim," Ron touched the side of the crate against the wall. "This crate's hot."
"Wade!" Kim yelled, and Wade looked up at Kim.
"Something's 'on' inside this crate," and Wade dropped his pile of boards and ran to the crate, scanning the crate with his PosComm..
Joss looked up when she heard Kim call Wade's name, but she didn't head over to join them.
'He still hates me, and he has every right to,' she thought as she slammed a pile of wood onto her pallet.
"Let's pull the crate apart and find out what this is," and the three of them started in with tools to disassemble the crate.
When they had three sides down, Kim looked confused. Something looked familiar, but it was not anything she remembered.
'Snake muffins, Joss. You've got to go over there, now, before you lose him forever,' and she released her pallet jack handle and walked, then ran towards the threesome.
"Ron, does this look familiar?"
"Something's familiar, Kim, but I can't place it," Ron replied.
Joss was halfway to the trio.
"Kim, this thing is spiking energy readings," said Wade.
Ron felt a strange and unnerving feeling, and he held his hand out, and the Lotus Blade appeared in his right hand, and it started to glow a medium blue.
"Ron! Why did you call the Blade?"
"I didn't, Wade: I just had a 'Wannaweep' feeling, and the Blade appeared."
"That's not good," Kim struck a defensive pose.
"WADE!" Joss called, and Wade looked up, his right hand holding his PosComm fell to his side.
Oops…
"Joss?"
"RON! Something's happening!"
The machine powered up, drawing on the energy from the PosComm now adjacent to it.
Oops…
"Wade," and Joss tripped on a piece of board from the crate and fell into Wade, and they fell into the machine.
Joss reached out to brace herself in her fall, and she hit a pressure switch on the side of the machine.
Oops…
"Joss!"
"Wade!"
Kim and Ron both called and reached out to their friends, and all of their hands touched just as the machine's power surged and threw off a huge blue-green flash and a crack like a huge thunderstorm had appeared in the room, and Rebecca Jane looked up in time to see the foursome engulfed in the blue-green energy and fall to the ground.
"RON!" and Rebecca Jane almost levitated to his side, and took his pulse.
"Initiation sequence has begun," came from the machine.
"Initiation sequence has completed," came again from the machine.
"RON!" Rebecca Jane yelled, and Arnold appeared at her side and knelt over Kim, checking her pulse.
"KIM!"
"Rebecca Jane! Look at their eyes!" and Arnold pointed, and Rebecca Jane looked at their eyes under their eyelids:
All four sets of eyes were moving in almost hyper-speed underneath their eyelids, but they all were unconscious.
"WAKE UP!"
Oops…
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'Ron?
'Can you hear me, Ron?'
'Kim!
'Something's wrong.'
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'Jocelyn?'
'Wade?'
'Joss, are you all right?'
'I think so,' and she raised her hands to touch her face, checking for blood, and she screamed.
'JOSS! What's wrong?'
'MY HANDS! THEY'RE BURNED! I CAN'T FEEL THE BURNS, but I CAN SEE THEM!'
'I'll come over,' and Wade stretched his hand out to push himself off the ground, and it wasn't his hand.
It was Joss' hand.
Then, he realized that he had not yet spoken.
'Joss?'
'Yes, Wade?'
'You can hear me.'
'D'oi,' and Wade giggled.
GIGGLED?
'It's not burns, Joss: you're in my body, and I'm in yours.'
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'Ron?'
'Yes, Kim?'
'I'm in your head, Ron.'
'You always are, Kim.'
'Seriously, Ron: I'm in your body.'
'How do you know?'
'Check your hair, Ron.'
Ron reached up and found a full head of hair, all reddish-brown.
'Not again….'
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'Wade?'
'Yes, Joss?'
'I havta go to the bathroom, Wade,'
'And….?'
'This is not my body, Wade.'
'I know, Joss: I told you, I'm in yours.'
'WADE! YOU'VE GOT MY RACK!'
'yea….'
'WADE!'
'You'd better go, soon, Joss.'
'HOW?'
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'Kim?'
'Ron?'
'Get your hands off my body, Ron.'
'That's a problem, Kim; or, rather, you're too late, Kim.'
'RON!'
'I touched your hair, Kim; Geez, touchy we are.'
'You realize, Ron, we're not talking, and I can hear you in my head.'
'We're in both places, Kim: your head, and Ron's, at the same time.'
'WHO ARE YOU?'
'I'm you, Kim, in Ron's head.'
'How?'
'Don't know, yet, but I'm here and there at the same time, Ron.'
'And, I'm here and there also, Kim.'
'Why?'
TO LEARN
'Where did that come from?'
'Don't know, Kim. You heard it, too?'
'Yeah.'
'oh, man, not again.'
'What, Ron?'
'I hated wearing a bra, Kim, and the panties bunched.'
"RON! You touched the girls?'
'yea….'
Oops…
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Author's afterward:
A very special thank you, once again, goes out to Twila Starla: your idea for the brain-switching concept is the basis for this entire story and the closeness that Joss, Wade, Kim, and Ron have developed in the JadeKimVerse. Therefore, this entire story, dear lady, is dedicated to you; I hope you find it worthy of you, your brilliance, and your persistence in pushing me to move forward with this idea.
Pharaoh Rutin Tutin for Ron's line in his conversation with Wade, and your continuing to challenge me to improve with your North American-style buffoonery and humor.
King in Yellow for recommending writers to partake of my work: their responses continue to encourage me; good luck to you, sir, in the Fannies.
Thank you, to all of you, for supporting me and providing me with a sounding board.
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Preview:
We're in each others' bodies and heads!
Chapter 3: Love, is next.
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