Here is the next part in this series! This one was pretty fun to write, and I think it's kind of funny. It basically shows the differences between guys and girls here as you can see. So I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

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I do not own Kim Possible.

Will You Be My...

"So what's going on Kim?" Monique questioned suspiciously, eyeing her friend over the rim of her cappuccino.

"What do you mean?" Kim casually took a sip of her iced coffee, giving Monique a confused expression.

"I mean, why did you call me to meet you here? We never meet here unless we've got some kind of news. So spill," Monique said placing her drink on the table and leaning on her elbows so she could get closer.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Kim replied innocently, playing with her straw.

"Come on Kim, I have to know! Is it about what I think it's about?" Monique nearly begged.

"Are you talking about the box we found in Ron's hoodie?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I'm talking about! Did he give it to you? Was it what we thought?"

"Oh yeah, he gave it to me," Monique was about to squeal with excitement before Kim continued, "It wasn't a ring though."

Monique's excitement died on her tongue as she took in Kim's sad expression.

"Well what was it?"

"A locket," Kim shrugged as if it were no big deal.

"Oh. I'm sorry it's not what we thought. Aren't you glad you didn't look though?"

"Monique you can't even imagine how glad I am that I didn't. Okay so, I got to the apartment and I walked in and saw that the lights are all dimmed and heard soft music playing," Kim began.

"Mmhmmm, go on," Monique ushered, unsure as to where Kim was going with this or why her mood had lifted so suddenly.

"Then I saw Ron passed out on the couch. Before I woke him up, I turned and saw that he had transformed my kitchen table into something gorgeous with a white table cloth and candles. He made one of my favorites, chicken parmesan, and a salad Monique. A salad! He never eats salad! Now you can imagine my awe at all this and so I go over and wake him up. We ate and after we cleared the table he said he had another surprise for me. So by this point, I was about to burst from excitement, when he pulls out the box. I opened it, to find a locket," Kim sighed at the end.

"Well, at least the night was romantic," Monique offered.

"That's true, but I'm not finished yet. After he saw my disappointment, I told him about how we had found the box. I told him I thought he was going to propose, and then after laughing at me he goes over and brings me a cupcake. Have you ever had his cupcakes? Those are my absolute favorites. He handed it to me and I looked down, and guess what was buried in the tip of the icing!"

Monique shrugged, honestly unsure what to make of any of the things Kim was telling her. She watched as Kim did something with her hands beneath the table and waited for her to finish the story.

"This!" with that, Kim held out her hand excitedly for Monique to inspect.

"Oh my gosh! Kim this is gorgeous!" Monique breathed, grabbing Kim's hand and admiring the ring.

The ring was actually a decent size as far as everything went. It wasn't too over the top or too small, and it fit Kim's personality just right. The band was a beautiful rose gold and in the center was one big diamond and on either side of it were two smaller ones.

"I know! At first when I saw it, I didn't know what to think, but then he asked if I would marry him and it was like everything was put into overdrive. I basically tackled the poor boy to the floor," Kim chuckled, remembering what had happened.

"Wow, he really did get to surprise you after all," Monique said, letting go of Kim's hand and resting her chin in her own.

"I know, and he was so pleased with himself. I'm glad he did get to surprise me," Kim sighed happily.

"So have you set a date or anything yet?"

"No, we're taking it kind of slow. We only just told our families yesterday, and then we all discussed living arrangements," Kim explained.

"Living arrangements?"

"Like if we were going to live together or not. We decided that Ron would move in the apartment for the majority of the time, at least until we finish college. We only have the rest of this year, until we're done though. After that he'll be living with me permanently."

"Ah I see. So I take it you're going to wait until college is over?"

"Yep. We kind of have a certain time in mind. Ron and I talked it over last night after getting the apartment sitch settled."

"What time?"

"Late summer. Maybe late July or early August. Something along those lines."

"Sounds perfect," Monique grinned.

"Yeah, now I'm only missing one thing before we can actually start any sort of planning," Kim said nonchalantly.

"And that would be...?"

"A maid of honor. So what do you say? Will you be mine?" Kim asked, throwing in her famous puppy dog pout.

"Girl! Put the pout away! Why would you think you'd even need it? Of course I'll be your maid of honor!" Monique squealed, as Kim laughed.

"Ron, my man, tell me. How are things with you and Possible?" Felix asked as he dug into his naco.

Ron and Felix were currently having one of their very rare bro nights. Since Felix was going to a college that was nearly an hour away, he didn't get to be home much. When he was, however, he and Ron always made sure to hang out and catch up.

"Oh things with Kim are perfect. Actually Felix, Kim and I are engaged," Ron replied, as he took a large sip of his drink, watching Rufus dig around in his nachos.

"Engaged? Man, that's great! So when's the big day?"

"We don't really know yet. We just know that we're waiting until we're through with college. Since this is our last year, it won't be too long," Ron took a bite out of his own naco.

"That's true, and you've still got plenty of time for planning since this year just started," Felix pointed out.

Ron nodded in agreement as he swallowed.

"So everyone is saying that I need to find a best man, so Felix will you do the honors?" Ron asked.

"Of course, but what about Rufus?" Felix pointed towards the mole rat in question who was scarfing down a burrito.

"Oh he'll be in it too. I think he said something about the rings..."

"Uh huh! Rings," Rufus echoed through a mouthful of food.

"Oh you mean the ringer bearer?"

"Sure," Ron shrugged as he finished up his naco.