Standard Disclaimer: The Walt Disney Company owns the rights to Kim Possible and anything else that was seen in the series. I receive no compensation for this story from borrowing the characters, places or situations from the series. Miss Suzanne Go is my creation and if they decide to bring back the series, they can negotiate with me for her use. I'm easy to deal with.

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Chapter 11

A Mission and Housewarming

There'd been a few ooohs and aaahs from Monique when Kim and Ron returned to the mansion with their new vehicle but Shego simply said, "Nice," in a semi-impressed way before the green skinned ex-villainess went back inside the house. Kim beamed at the mild approval from Shego. She knew the tacit nod to be much more.

Not much was said as the group sat around the kitchen table and ate breakfast the next morning. If it wasn't for the constant clatter of utensils, the silence would've been deafening. Finally Ron sat back in his chair and stared around the table at the five women sitting and eating before saying, "Is it just me or is something wrong here?"

"What do you mean, Ron?" Kim questioned her husband as she put down her utensils and politely stopped eating to talk. She felt something was off also but had a lot more patience than her husband. Kim knew something was about to happen. Even Rufus stopped devouring his plate of vittles, perked up like a prairie dog and sniffed the air.

"I mean we all aren't usually this quiet during a meal," Ron answered as he glanced around the table again. "Somebody's usually talking about school or fashion or something but nobody's saying a word right now… Not even about the weather."

"I was just thinking about the winter jacket I need to design for a school project," Monique offered as her reason for being quiet that morning.

"And I was trying to think of a way to let Betty Director down easy when she offers me a job with GJ," Kim said, a little more at ease, as she picked up her knife and fork again to slice into her ham steak. "I have a feeling she'll broach the subject very soon." Kim had the feeling that a mission was going to rear its ugly head but still kept quiet.

"Don't look at me," Bonnie chirped defensively through a mouthful of blueberry pancake. "You know I'm usually as quiet as a church mouse during meals because my family had a 'No Conversation' policy at the table when we ate."

"I'm just enjoying Ronnie's handiwork," Shego said as she splashed some more Diablo Hot Sauce on her scrambled eggs making them look like a pile of red hot molten lava instead of the light, fluffy, golden yellow they had been. Not looking, she flipped the now empty bottle over her shoulder where it landed neatly in the recycle bin then looked over to the pantry and wondered if she'd need another bottle to finish breakfast . Shrugging her shoulders, she continued eating and said a silent thank you to Ron for picking up the new case of delicious sauce.

"Hnk, Cheese!" Rufus cheered and pointed to his plate, now almost completely devoid of the overly cheesy omelet he'd started out with. (The omelet was made with one egg and one pound of grated Wisconsin Aged Cheddar.)

Everyone turned to the blond girl who looked exactly like her identical twin brother. Suzanne paled a bit before her cheeks and ears turned an adorable shade of pink, "Well… ah, I was thinking of Wade right now. He should be calling any second with a mission."

"I knew it," Kim cheered in her mind before settling down. "What kind of mission and who will we be going up against?" she casually begged out of curiosity, having had this same kind of talk with her sister-in-law a few time before. Suzanne would know about a mission from a psychic visions but normally she would let Wade call and tell them about it first before she would relate more details and how the mission would end.

"It's DNAmy," Suzanne sighed and set down her utensils. "This very minute, she's cross-breeding a sea mollusk with a raptor and the results will be ready by this afternoon. Later this evening it'll get loose and terrorize half of Boston Harbor."

"DNAmy's gonna cross a clam with a Rap Star?" Ron begged in confusion.

"No little brother," the blond girl, who was only four minutes older than Ron, giggled at his misunderstanding. "DNAmy is creating a Hawktopus. It's a cross between a hawk and a octopus. It'll have suckers and talons on its eight legs along with a bird's body, wings and razor sharp beak."

"That does sound like DNAmy's style," Kim sighed as she wiped her mouth off with her napkin and started to get up. "Well, let's get ready Ron. We're off to Massachusetts."

"You don't have to leave just yet Kim," Suzanne said as she grabbed the redhead's arm and stopped her from leaving the table. "As I said, Amy is working on the creature right now and it won't be ready until this afternoon, after classes are over. You don't need to leave until then."

"But shouldn't K and R stop this Amy character before she finishes the Hawktopus?" Bonnie curiously queried as she spread more grape jelly on her blueberry pancakes and quickly took another bit.

"Normally that would be a good idea," Kim said as she took her seat again at the kitchen table and remembered her conversation with Suzanne about jumping the gun in stopping someone before they committed a crime. "But if DNAmy hasn't finished with her experiment yet, Ron and I can arrest her. She hasn't committed a crime until after the experiment is complete and the beast is loose. Then and only then can we arrest her for endangerment, menacing and performing experiments that violate the laws of man and nature."

"But innocent people might be harmed before you get there, girlfriend," Monique swiftly shot back, slamming the remains of her toast on the plate and pointed to Ron's sister. "Suzy there said that thing will terrorize half of Boston Harbor."

"Terrorize may have been too strong of a word," Suzanne chuckled as she wiped her mouth off with her napkin. "Only one fishing boat will be damaged and it'll be minor. The hatch of the fishing boat will get ripped open when the Hawktopus goes after the fish in the hold but the Captain won't mind at all. He's been thinking about replacing that old hatch with something more modern and his insurance will cover it so actually the sitch will be a blessing in disguise."

"What about the tourists?" Bonnie anxiously asked with a forkful of pancake hovering near her mouth. "There should be a lot of people in the area visiting the harbor. It's a major tourist draw."

"Most of them will enjoy the show," Suzanne said as she leaned back in her chair and smugly folded her arms behind her head, "and all of them will survive without a scratch. A few people will scream and run around in a panic, but generally, it'll be a no big."

"So, how will Kim and I take down the Hawkto-thingie?" Ron pensively begged.

"Actually," the blond girl said with a complacent smile on her face as she pointed to her light-green skinned stepsister, "Sheila will shoot it down with a plasma blast and I'll keep it under control with my blue Go Team Powers until Kim can wrap it up with her grappling gun line."

"And what'll I be doing while you guys are taking down the Bird-o-pus?" Ron questioned with a little more than a slight tweak to his voice, wondering why he wasn't mentioned as part of the capture.

"You'll be trying to get out of its talons," Suzanne frowned as she sat back up in her chair. "Your MMP blue glow will attract the Hawktopus and it'll grab you in its talons and try to fly off before Sheila can blast it. Oh yeah, there's one more thing you should remember, Ron. You may want to buy a few more mission shirts when you get a chance. You'll be needing them in the near future."

"What I want to know," Shego started as she leaned in toward her stepsister, "is why you and I are there helping the Princess and the Buffoon out on their mission in the first place?" Ron frowned a bit at the nickname given to him by the ex-villainess but now sort of accepted it as a kind of loving tribute from his mint-green skinned stepsister.

"We'll be tagging along, Big Sis," Suzanne said as her smile amped up to a full beam, "because we want to stop at the GM plant in Wentzville, Missouri on the way home to visit our boyfriends, Wade and Drew."

"That's good enough for me Little Sis," Shego smiled back at her younger adopted stepsister.

Just then the Kimmunicator wristwatch sounded its four tones. Kim answered and listened as Wade filled in the group about the upcoming mission. Kim reassured Wade that she and Ron would be ready to leave that afternoon before she signed off.

"Oh and one more thing, Sheila," Suzanne said as the morning breakfast gathering started to break up. "Just remember to aim at the head of the Hawktopus. You don't want to hit Ron while it's in the air and he's in the thing's talons. That would distract him and he'd lose his concentration, turn off his MMP and get crushed by the thing's arms."

"I never miss," Shego evilly chuckled as she shot a glance between Kim and Ron. "Just as long as I'm not in Ronnie's will and Kimmie is his main heir."

xxxxxx

School went off without much fanfare and so did the mission. Ron received a few minor scratches and sucker marks across his chest and back and his mission sweater was shredded by the talons of the Hawktopus, but he was otherwise unharmed because of his Mystical Monkey Powers. Kim tended to Ron's wounds and they stayed in the Team Possible hover car while Shego and Suzanne stopped in Wentzville to reacquaint themselves with their boyfriends for an hour or two.

When the two Go sisters got back to the flying car three hours later they found Kim and Ron lying in one of the fold out bed, cuddling under a blanket. Suzanne went into the bathroom to wash up while Shego made her way to the cockpit to fly the ship home.

A minute after takeoff, Kim came in to the cockpit and sat down beside the green-hued woman. Shego saw a huge, content smile on Kim's face and noticed the button of Kim's cargo pants wasn't fastened. Upon closer inspection, she saw Kim's mission purple shirt was inside out. "Enjoy your nappy-time Princess?" Shego slyly queried to the almost normally dress redhead whose crimson locks where also slightly disheveled.

"Um, yeah," Kim coquettishly giggled and stuck her thumb in her mouth to coyly nibble on. "You could say Ron and I had a nice nap."

"Suzy Q and I were in there for almost three hours and I'll bet you two didn't sleep a wink," Shego laughed as she set the autopilot control and turned to the now red-faced woman, "did ya Mrs. Stoppable."

"Ron's endurance is getting better," Kim giggled and blushed a deeper red as she looked out the window at the city light that were growing dimmer as the ship made its way out of the St. Louis bedroom community. "He's asleep now but boy can that man of mine work it when he's awake."

"I never knew Ronnie was such a great cook," Shego laughed," both in the kitchen and the bedroom. If I did I would-a made a play for him myself a few years ago."

"Shego!" Kim flustered and spun to warily peer at the green-hued woman.

"Don't worry, Princess," Shego laughed at Kim's distress. "I'm satisfied with what Drew has to offer."

"You and Drew have…" Kim cringed as the thought of Shego and Drew going at it in bed crossed her mind. "Ewwwww!"

"Don't be like that," Shego chortled. "I'm only seven years older than you and Drew and I have danced between the sheets a coupla times since we became a couple after the Lowardian incident. I bet'cha you and Ronnie did it more times than that before you were married."

"Er, um," Kim stammered and looked away to hide the pink tinge rising on her face.

"I thought so," Shego smugly growled and drew her attention back to piloting the ship toward home.

xxxxxx

When they arrived back at Villa Stoppable Ron went into the kitchen to get a few things ready for the morning meal and saw, through the double French doors, that the lights were on out by the pool. He glanced through the windows and noticed Bonnie, in a teal colored bikini, reading a textbook beside the pool.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink before I head off to bed, Bonnie?" Ron asked as he exited the house out to the pool area. He and the teal-eyed brunette had come to somewhat of an agreement while she lived in the mansion. He didn't call her Bon Bon anymore and she was a lot more civil to both he and Kim. It was working out nicely for all of them and Bonnie had become a much nicer person in the process.

"Thanks but no thanks," Bonnie curtly answered, not looking up from her college homework as she highlighted a sentence or two in the book. "I'm almost done here for the night and I'll be heading off to bed soon myself."

"Oh, okay," the blond boy answered as he turned back to the house. He stopped before opening the door and looked over to the brunette again. "By the way, this Saturday afternoon a few of the neighbors will be coming over for a housewarming party here. It's casual dress and you're invited to join us if you'd like but your presence is not required. It's just a little get-together to meet our new neighbors."

"Yeah yeah, sure," Bonnie muttered, again not looking up from her book. "Maybe."

xxxxxx

The rest of the school week quickly passed and Saturday arrived. Twelve people showed up for the housewarming since the neighborhood wasn't that big, numbers of mansions-wise, and the whole household was there to greet them.

Well, except for Bonnie. She stayed in her room and didn't come out until the party was starting to wind down and a few of the guest had already left for the evening. She wandered in to the sitting room where everyone was mingling and walked over to the bar set up in one corner of the room.

"Karakura Red?" the teal-eyed girl wondered aloud as she poured herself a half glass of wine from on of the wine bottles on the bar. "I've never noticed this bottle here on the bar before, or heard of the winery for that matter."

"That's because I brought it with me as a housewarming gift," the male voice said from behind her. Bonnie turned and saw a young man not much older than she or her housemates. He was casually dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans, red polo shirt and he wore black flip flops on his feet. She noticed that he was maybe an inch or two taller than her and thought the four freckles on each cheek were kind of cute since they matched his ruddy red hair which he wore in a ponytail that ran half way down his back and a Van Dyke, mustache/beard.

"I'm Bonnie, Bonnie Rockwaller," she said offering her hand with a sly smile. "And you are…"

"This is Benjamin Ritter," Kim said as an introduction as she walked over to the redheaded fellow, grabbed his arm and walked him over to Bonnie. "He works here in the neighborhood."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Bonnie Rockwaller," Benjamin said as he gallantly bowed and kissed Bonnie's outstretched hand she was offering him to shake. "Most people just call me Benji."

"It's nice to meet you too," Bonnie blushed at the introduction and shied her head to the side. She was immediately smitten with the young man's gallant charm. Bonnie glanced around the room and saw everyone had stopped talking and were watching the scene so she swiftly retracted her hand and grabbed her drink from the bar. "I guess I should be introduced to everyone else here," the brunette muttered as she grabbed Kim's arm and led the redhead away. Bonnie took a few steps before she stopped and looked over her shoulder with a sly smile. "But don't go too far, Benji. I think we should get better acquainted."

Bonnie spoke for a minute or two with each of the other guests before she marched over to Benji, grabbed his elbow and led him to one of the couches. "Now," the brunette lustily hushed as she sat down on the sofa next to the redhead, "where did you find this delicious wine?"

xxxxxx

Bonnie, still dressed in her knee-length lavender nightshirt she always wore to bed, casually sauntered in to the kitchen Sunday morning as everyone else was finishing their breakfast. She had a far off, dreamy expression on her face.

"Your breakfast is holding in the oven," Ron said over his shoulder as he gathered up his and Kim's plates and went to the sink to rinse them off. "It's the usual Sunday morning fare of waffles and pork link sausage."

"I'm not hungry Ronnie, but thank you for breakfast anyway," Bonnie practically sighed as she strolled past the table to the double French doors. "It was delicious." The brunette opened the doors, stepped outside and went to her favorite poolside lounge chair to lay out.

"What's up with her?' Ron queried as he put the other dirty plates in the dishwasher.

"Only the usual thing that happens when someone's in love, Little Brother," Suzanne smirked as she rinsed off her plate at the sink and handed it to Ron to be placed in the dish washer. "Bonnie just met her future husband last night and she's fantasying about him and their life together."

"But Benji isn't rich," Kim said in astonishment. "He's only the guy who takes care of everybody's lawns here in the neighborhood. Bonnie's always set her sights on marrying a rich man. She'll be really disappointed when she learns the truth."

"Bonnie will be okay," Suzanne said as she casually perused the Sunday morning newspaper's front page. "You'll see." She quickly folded the paper up and slid it over to Kim as she changed subjects. "But I think you and Ron might be interested in this article."

Kim quickly scanned the items on the upturned page before she gasped and let out a laugh. "Henchco Industries is going bankrupt?" Ron quickly scampered over to read the newspaper article from over his wife's shoulder.

"A-Yup Yup," Suzanne laughed, sounding just like Ron as she stood up and headed for the kitchen door. "It seems Motor Ed has been spreading the word about me and my visions so all of the usual villainous clients of Henchco are getting out of the take-over-the-world business."

"No more super villains?" Ron questioned in amazement as he heavily plopped down in the kitchen chair next to Kim. "Whoa! That means we'll be knocked out of the save-the-world business, too."

"That may be true," Kim said as she set the newspaper down on the table and moved over to sit in Ron's lap, lovingly wrapping her arms around his neck, "but that doesn't mean we'll be totally idled. We'll still be needed to help out with floods and fires and other natural disasters whenever they happen."

"And I'm sure some of the other minor fiends like Frugal Lucre or Falsetto Jones might pop up from time to time," Ron chuckled as he gave his wife a brief kiss and hug before he brightened with an idea. "Hey, if Henchco is closing their doors, do you think they might be having a going outta business sale? You know, maybe seventy-five percent off on all Attitudinators Helmets and Muscle Enhancement Rings?"

"Maybe they will," Monique laughed as she rinsed off her plate and placed it in the dish washer. "And maybe they take ninety percent off all of their shiny red, self-destruct buttons."

"Self Destruct!" Rufus cheered as he popped out of Ron's cargo pants pocket and scurried up to his normal shoulder perch. His little arms suddenly spread out wide as he yelled, "Ka-Boooom!"

"Oh, No!" Kim yelped in utter disgust as she shot up out of Ron's loving grasp and backed away from her two best friends. "I made sure there were no red buttons anywhere in this house before we moved in, not even in the Ferret Hole. I will not allow any red buttons in our house!"

"Aw, come on KP," Ron playfully whined as he stood with open arms and tried to hug his wife, "for old times sake? Can't we have just one red button? We don't have ta hook it up to anything." Kim dodged her husband's arms by somersaulting over the table but Ron began to circle the table as he continued, "I know! We can use it as our front doorbell button!"

The mock chase was on. Kim playfully led the way, laughing and dodging around the kitchen and out into the rest of the house as Ron tried to catch his beloved. Fortunately it was Sunday and, after a half hour long game of 'Catch Me if you Can', the couple ended up in the Master Bedroom where they collapsed in exhaustion on the huge bed where they made love then fell asleep in each other's arms.