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. I do claim all rights to Miss Suzanne Go, the character I created for these stories. And the (stories) blatant (stories) overuse of the (stories) word stories here is (stories) totally un-(stories)-intentional.

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Chapter 12

A Christmas Finale

Three Months Later

"Thank you for shopping Club Banana and have a Merry Christmas tomorrow," Bonnie Rockwaller gaily cheered and waved as the last customer left the store before she pulled the security gate down, closing the store for the night. She airily waved to a few of the other last minute shoppers that were meandering around the almost empty Middleton Mall before she turned back to the store and went over to tidy one of the sales tables. "Boy, am I glad today's over."

"I heard that, girlfriend," Monique enthused as she made her way through a rack of pants next to the table, making sure they were in the right size zone and hung properly on their hangers. "Christmas Eve is always one of our busiest days of the year what with people looking for last minute gifts. But you ain't seen nothing yet. Just wait 'til that gate opens come the 26th. The day after Christmas is simply a mad house."

"Don't say that Monique, you know it's not that bad," Kim chuckled as she brought out a vacuum cleaner from the back storeroom and started to unravel the power cord. "December 26th may be our busiest day of the year number of people-wise but it's not like were constantly busy. We get a few people who want to exchange gifts they'd received but most of the others are casual shoppers since everybody has the day off and they're just looking for something to do." Kim plugged the vacuum cord into one of the many hidden wall outlets but didn't start the vacuum. She went over to help tidy the stock and talk with her two coworkers.

"Yeah, I guess," Monique sighed as she replaced a pair of Capri pants on the circular rack. "At least customers here in Middleton don't leave the store in a total mess like they do at the Club Banana in Go City. I hear the sales associates there normally spend over an hour folding and restocking to get that store ready for the next day. We only take ten or fifteen minutes before we can start vacuuming."

"Yeah, that's true," Bonnie laughed as she moved on to another table that needed straightening. "But maybe that just means we have a better sales crew working here than they do in Go City. You and I can handle the store just fine by ourselves, Mo, and when we're busy like today, K shows up in the nick of time to help us and we're able to keep the shelves restocked during our shift."

"You two do make a great team," Kim enthused as she finished straightening up the last floor table and moved over to the racks of clothes. She let out a wistful sigh. "I never thought I'd say this after all we went through in high school Bonnie, but you really are a hard worker."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Bonnie growled and spun on the redhead. "I worked my tail off in school just to keep up with you!"

"B-but," Kim stammered a bit, taken aback by the teal-eyed girl's venom in her voice from the compliment. "But you seemed to have just breeze through high school. I mean everything seemed to come so easily to you. You were a natural in cheer and on the different committees and you always had great grades. You even picked up photography like you already knew what you were doing when you took that as an elective."

"I had to work hard at every one of those things," Bonnie angrily spat as she slammed down the two sweaters she'd just folded into their rightful spot on the table. Luckily when she let go, they bounced a bit and settled into a neat, tidy pile. "It was you who had everything come so easy to, K! Whatever you tried to do in school, it all fell nicely into place for you without a single drop of sweat. You handled homework, the cheer squad, the yearbook committee and everything else as if you were a born leader and yet you were able to run off to save the world at the drop of a hat. It all came so naturally for you!"

"That might be because Kim's dad is a rocket scientist and her mom is a brain surgeon," Monique hopefully tossed out, trying to defuse the argument. "That's gotta mean Kim's DNA rocks." She knew this was the one final sticking point between the two former high school rivals but hoped they could get past this final bit of rivalry without coming to blows. Monique had hoped that the argument would've happened earlier, not spoiling Christmas, or after the holiday season was over.

"My DNA may rock," Kim grunted while still warily eying the brunette, "but that doesn't mean I didn't worked my tail off doing everything that needed to get done."

"As if no one else could get the job done," Bonnie countered with more than a little spite in her voice as she face off with the equally irate redhead. "You had to rule over everything! You were the head honcho that just had to be in charge of us all!"

After a tense few seconds of glaring between the two rivals, Kim practically collapsed. Her head and shoulders drastically drooped and the tension in her body vanished as she said, "You're right Bonnie, I was a little overbearing in high school. Just because I could do all those things it didn't mean that I had to. I should've allowed other people to take charge of some of the committees that I controlled and you would've made an excellent head cheerleader if you'd only stuck to it."

"I did let the team down that one time during our Freshman year since I only lasted two weeks before I couldn't handle the responsibility," Bonnie said, her anger deflating a bit also. "It's just that…" She searched for something that fit but couldn't come up with a proper excuse.

"It's just that you were under so much pressure at home from your parents and sisters," Kim said, supplying Bonnie with an answer. "Your home life was so stressful that trying to concentrate on anything else became difficult."

"I…" Bonnie started as she thought about that little bit of info. She suddenly realized that Kim was right on the money. She would always fuss and fume for hours over the putdowns coming from her parents and sisters that she sometimes totally neglected or totally forgot her homework and the other school activities she was responsible for. When she finally remembered the work, she would have to cram to get it all done; Not to mention their constant nagging to get her to date Ron.

"And since you've been living with us instead of in your parents house these last five months," Monique quickly cut in, "you're a much nicer person than you were in high school and you've been doing a lot better in college. You've become a very good friend to all of us in Villa Stoppable and I've seen your first semester grades. Girlfriend, they are stellar."

"My college homework has been a lot easier to get through without the pressures from mom and dad," Bonnie gasped in another shot of realization.

"And as Mo just said, you've become a better person too," Kim said as she started to sort and hang clothes again. "You've become friends with Ron and me, along with Monique, Shego and Suzanne. You've even found yourself a better boyfriend instead of that arm candy you used to date: Namely Brick and Junior. Both of those two couldn't keep up with you either physically or intellectually."

"You're right," Bonnie gasped again in realization. "Junior and Brick were both physically strong guys but they didn't have the stamina or wherewithal to keep up with me. Both would peter out after only an hour shopping."

"And speaking of better boyfriends," Monique said as she walked over to the security grate at the front of the store and raised it up about four feet, "yours is here to pick you up."

"Hey Bonnie," Benjamin Ritter said as he ducked under the partially open security grate so Monique could quickly close it again, "are you ready to rock? We're suppose to be at my parent's house in a half hour for the Christmas party." Normally he would be casually dressed in faded jeans, long sleeved tee shirt and sneakers. Even during the coldest of winter weather he rarely wore a jacket, but the three girls were slightly stunned to see him wearing a nice pair of dress pants, button down shirt under a stylish sport coat and polished loafers.

"We're almost done here Benji," Bonnie answered to her boyfriend of almost three months. "We have a few more racks to straighten up and then we still need to vacuum before any of us can leave."

"Why don't you three finish straightening up while I vacuum," Benji said as he casually walked over, grabbed the vacuum cleaner and started in one corner of the store.

"You don't need to help us," Bonnie practically yelped as she went over to her boyfriend and playfully tried to wrestle the vacuum cleaner away from him. "You might get your good clothes dirty."

"And the same goes for you," Benji answered as he let Bonnie guide the machine around the floor but still hung on to it, their hands twining on the handle. Their pace slowed as they lovingly gazed into each other's eyes, the job they were doing almost forgotten in the love wafting between them.

"For heaven's sake you two," Monique snidely chirped as she stomped over to the couple and took the vacuum away from them. "If you wanna make out you can just take it into one of the dressing room so Kim and I don't have to watch. We need to close the store and get outta here. For all I care, you can make love all night long on a pile of sweaters in the middle of the store after we turn off the lights as long as you don't get the stock all messy."

"Monique!" Bonnie squealed ashamedly as a blush peeked through her deep, dark tan. "Benji and I wouldn't do something like that!" She and Benji went over to start tidying up the last rack with Kim after letting Monique take over the vacuuming.

"Of course you would, B," Monique playfully shot back as she continued vacuuming away. "I heard you two taking about getting married and where else you want to make love while you two were cuddling in Benji's car. You mentioned doing it in the store after everyone else left but I think you'd better plan ahead if you're gonna try to do it in the middle of that big outdoor fountain downtown. One o'clock in the morning might be the best time for that little tryst instead of midnight like you were talking about."

"You heard us talking?" Bonnie gasped, her blush amping up which make her tan look all the more dark.

"You were parked right under my window the other night," Monique chirped with an evil grin, "and you were fairly vocal when Benji brought you home."

"Ron and I discovered that three o'clock is an even better time to be alone in the fountain downtown," Kim automatically said as she moved a hot pink, baby doll tee over into the right zone, "so you won't be disturbed. The bars are closed and nobody's awake or walking around in the downtown area at that time of night." Her hand came up to cover her mouth as she gasped, "Oops! Did I say that out loud?"

"That's why you only washed the Ferret Girl shirt and skirt, and not the panties last week," Bonnie chuckled to her former rival turned friend and housemate. "Naughty, naughty Ferret Girl, going commando on patrol so you can make out in the fountain!"

"Anyway," Monique practically shouted to get the conversation back on track and off of her BFGF, "the point is you and Benji there have been making out like a married couple and talking about getting hitched. So, have you decided on a date yet?" Monique finished the floor and started to wrap up the vacuum cord.

"We've talked about it," Bonnie confessed as she lovingly looked into the eyes of her boyfriend, "but he hasn't popped the question yet."

"The emphasis is on the word yet," Benji said as he walked over to the security gate and lifted it up a bit. He pulled a black velvet box out of his dress pants pocket and wagged it at Bonnie. "Just to let you know, I'll ask you tonight at the party and I'll expect an answer. I'll go pull the car around to the front doors." With that he let the gate close behind him and swiftly walked away, whistling the Wedding March.

"Ooooh, Girlfriend!" Monique squealed in delight as both she and Kim wrapped Bonnie up in an ecstatic hug, "that boy of yours is gonna pop the question in front of his folks!"

"And I'll give him a big yes!" Bonnie squealed back. All three girls whooped and screamed a bit as they bounced in the mutually happy embrace.

Kim was the first to let go as she backed out a step and asked, "Are you sure you want to marry Benji? He's not exactly what either you or your parents imagined your husband would be when you were in high school."

"I'm sooo beyond high school K," Bonnie honestly answered as the three girls went to the back of the shop, turned off the lights and grabbed their winter jackets, "and I think our rivalry is officially over after our little outburst."

"I think so too, Bonnie," Kim happily sighed as the two girls hugged in mutual surrender to the rivalry that lasted five or six years.

"I don't care what my parents think anymore," Bonnie said as the three girls left the back storage area and made their way through the darkened store. "Benji and I have talked about it. We might have to live in Villa Stoppable for a few months in order to afford the security deposit on a nice apartment but we both have steady jobs and make enough money to live fairly comfortably. I don't mind quitting college and settling down with Benji. We love each other and that's all that matters."

"Well if you two have talked it through," Monique said as the three girls left the store and locked up, "then I'm sure you'll make it work. You and Benji make such a cute couple and I'm happy for you."

"I'm happy for you too Bonnie," Kim said as the three walked the empty halls of the mall toward the front door. They arrived and saw Benji's fully restored, classic GTO idling out in front of the building, right behind Ron's Hummer. "Now don't forget you two are invited to my parent's house tomorrow for the Christmas festivities. And bring along your fiancé."

"I have got to get me a boyfriend," Monique muttered to herself as the three exited the Middleton Mall and raced out to their rides. They really didn't need their jackets. While there was snow on the ground, the weather was mild and it was a short distance from the Mall exit doors to the cars.

Xxxxxx

"Kim, now that Ron Ron is a three star Master Chef," Bonnie snidely, but playfully, asked the redhead, "are you gonna stay in school and complete your degree?"

Kim nestled further in Ron's embrace as the group of teens sat on the Possible's long couch in the living room and sipped their cups of egg nog. It was Christmas Day and the normal festivities were mostly over with. The gifts had been opened, the skit had been done and now it was time for egg nog and a little break. Kim and Ron were cuddling on one end of the couch while Benji and Bonnie were snuggling together on the other with Suzanne and Monique taking up the middle.

"I'll stay in school as long as Ron's still taking classes," Kim joyfully shot back to her former rival as she reached over her shoulder and caressed the cheek of her husband. "Mrs. Barkin may have let Ron take the three star chef's test after the semester classes were over but that doesn't mean he's done with school. He can still take a few classes just to learn a few new style to expand his repertory. Isn't that right Ron?"

"Ron isn't interested with expanding his repertoire," Suzanne said with a giggle before she went in to her 'I'm going to tell you what's really gonna happen since I saw it in a vision' mode. "He only says that Kim, so you have an excuse to stay in college. No, what's gonna happen is, you and my brother are going to do a little world traveling so you can actually enjoy the trip and see the sights. Ron has the trip almost all planned out and is going to give it to you as a special Christmas present later on tonight when you're alone."

"Is that true Ron?" Kim queried as she turned in the blond boy's arms so she could deeply look in to his eyes.

"So old Benji popped the question last night? Way to go guy!" Ron blushed and quickly changed the topic as he held out his hand for a hi five. The distance between him and Benji was too far apart on the huge sectional sofa and their girls were pinning them to the ends of the couch so they quickly gave up on the gesture. Kim knew what Suzanne said was probably true, but she didn't mind. She had already talked to Betty Director and told the one-eyed Global Justice leader/teacher that she and Ron didn't want to work for GJ and that they would probably just lead quiet, domestic lives, focusing solely on any missions that popped up.

"I told you Bonnie would find her man and Benji would be it," Suzanne proudly crowed, keying on Ron's distraction rather than Kim's query, before she took a sip of her egg-based drink. Suzanne knew Kim would let go of the questions she had about the trip, wanting to discuss it in private with Ron.

"Yes, you told us," Kim smugly ceded to her sister-in-law who looked almost exactly like her husband, Ron, who was only four minutes younger than his blond sister. In fact, Ron and Suzanne were even dressed alike in matching sweaters, (bright red in color and had a Christmas tree that lit up on the front,) which were gag gifts from Monique. "But the Bonnie who came to live with us five months ago isn't the same person who's sitting here now. That Bonnie would never have settled for a lowly lawn maintenance guy no matter how good he looked."

"You're right K," Bonnie ceded to her former rival, "but I got the best of both worlds. I said yes to Benji last night before I found out who he really is."

"What-chu talking about, girlfriend?" Monique queried in a low, disbelieving voice.

"My father owns the Middleton Pickle Works Factory," Benji said with a big smile, "and I'll take over for him in a few years when he retires. I only worked as a lawn maintenance guy this last summer to, as my mother put it, build up a little character. I'll be starting in an upper management position at the factory in a few weeks, after the holidays."

"So you're rich?" Kim questioned as she sat up a bit in Ron's arms.

"I'm not as rich as you and Ron…," Benji answered before Bonnie cut in.

"…But we'll be comfortable enough for the rest of our lives even if the bottom falls out of the pickle barrel next week." She turned around and gave her guy a brief kiss on the lips. "And I know you'll never let that happen."

"Of course that won't happen," Suzanne chimed in with a big smile. "In fact, Benji will expand the factory before he's promoted to Vice President next summer and the profits will almost immediately double."

"Says the sister who can see into the future," Ron laughed. That brought smiles and laughter to the rest of the group.

Just then the front doorbell rang. "You better get that Monique," Suzanne said with a coy smile. "It's for you."

"Must be one of my parents," Monique guessed as she got up off the couch and headed for the front door. "Who else knows I'm here?"

"I knew he was looking for you so I gave him a call this morning," the blond psychic cryptically yelled to Monique as she reached the front door.

"Who is it?" Kim quietly queried her sister-in-law.

"It's her ultimate boss and future husband," Suzanne whispered back, but she was loud enough for everyone on the couch to hear. "Mr. Coco Banana wants to take Monique away from the Tri-City area to his house in Milan and marry her."

"He What?" Kim and Bonnie yelped in surprise as they jumped off the couch and raced over to the front door. Benji, Ron and Suzanne followed at a fast but less frenzied pace.

"Mr. Banana, Sir," Monique gulped in surprise as she opened the front door and saw who was outside. Fashion mogul Coco Banana, dressed in his usual, neatly tailored but highly stylish suit, stood in the doorway. He was dwarfed by the huge blond bodyguard who was, as usual, dressed in a pristine, but very stylish, white suit. "Please come in. What do we own the pleasure of your presence here on Christmas day?"

"Miss Monique," Coco cooed in his thick Mediterranean accent as he and his large bodyguard stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind them. "Coco has been studying your design portfolio in class. You are truly an up and comer in the fashion world and Coco hears you are an excellent Club Banana Associate. But Coco also remembers you helping out last year when those nasty Fashionestias tried to copy Coco's work. There is so much to admire in you that Coco just has to ask. Will you marry Coco?"

"Mr. Banana," Monique blushed right down to her fashionable red socks, "I don't know what to say. I love your designs and I'm deeply honored, but you're a lot older than I am."

"Coco is his work so if you love Coco's designs you love Coco," the suave gentleman answered as if it were a truism. "And as to age? That is not an issue if we love each other as I believe we do."

Monique looked around to see all five teens smiling and nodding their approval. She turned back to the small man standing in front of her and hesitated for only a second before she exploded. "YES! YES I'LL MARRY YOU!" That brought a cheer from her five teen friends.

"You make Coco so very happy. Tears of joy," the tiny man said and snapped his fingers. The huge blond bodyguard broke out in a brief crying jag until Mr. Banana snapped his fingers again. "Now you will come with Coco and we will fly to my house in the Bahamas for the rest of the holiday season, no?"

"Yes sir, Mr. Banana sir," Monique answered as she swiftly got her coat out of the hall closet and put it on.

"You may call Coco, Coco," the small man blithely said as he extended his hand to escort Monique out to his waiting stretch limo. He turned to the other teens watching from the doorway and said, "Coco and Mo Mo will let you know when the wedding will be." With that, the uniquely odd couple and bodyguard walked out to the car and climbed in.

The five teens waved their good-byes as the limo sped away before they all went back inside. "You saw that coming?" Bonnie begged Suzanne as they went back in to sit on the couch.

"Of course I did," Suzanne answered as she watched the two couples take their places on the ends of the couch again. "I knew Mr. Banana was traveling to Monique's house from Go City earlier so I called his limo driver and told him to come here instead."

Benji raised his finger and took a breath like he was going to ask a question but Suzanne stopped him. "Just one moment," she interrupted as she turned and ran to the front door. One minute later she came back into the living room with Wade on her arm. He had been down in the Ferret Hole installing his Christmas present from Suzanne; a whole lot of brand new computer equipment. That's why he was late to the party and Suzanne knew he was at the front door. "Okay, Benji. You were going to ask me something?"

"How did you know Wade was at the front door?" the Middleton Pickle Works heir blurted out.

"That's not the question you were going to ask," Bonnie said as she playfully poked her fiancé in the ribs. "But it doesn't matter. If you've been around Kim and Ron as long as I have, you'll realize that anything and everything is possible around those two."

"That's right," Wade chuckled as he sat down on the sofa and let Suzanne sit down in his lap. "Anything may be possible for a Possible, but everything is possible around the Stoppables."

Xxxxxx

Author's Notes: And that is the end of this arc of the story. I have no idea if it will continue or not. I may get back to it and write other adventures with Miss Suzanne as one of the main characters. Of course there's the side story of Wade and Suzanne to pursue and the confrontation between Dr. Director and Kim over KP's future to consider. Those two ideas may turn into one shots to write in the future.

Anyway, I have satellite TV now, the third arc of THE CLOSET to occupy me at this time and two other stories I'm working on so anything to do with this story will be put on the back burner for the present.

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