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The original creators were Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley.
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This is a Kim and Ron Fanfic.
This is a very short chapter, but after getting a little burned out on getting the last one right, and some problems with the real world, I thought I had better post something so you didn't think I'd forgotten about it.
Which I haven't.
Previously
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Inside a secluded room with the door locked, the couple kissed. When they weren't kissing, they were holding each other so that their cheeks were touching as much as they could, never losing contact with the other. Neither caring about the food or anything else at that moment. Just the chance to hold one another and never having to let go.
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Where were they?
That was the question that was on everybody's mind.
Where were they?
They were supposed to have been here almost an hour ago to start the reception. Wade tried calling Ron, since Kim didn't have either of her kimunicators, her old hand held version or the one she wore on her wrist, but when he tried, he found that Ron's was still in Kim's father's jacket pocket. He hadn't thought to get it back after the ceremony.
There had been no call from the two Global Justice agents assigned to escort the couple to the reception and no response from them when Betty tried to contact them directly, so she checked in with GJHQ. They had already dispatched several agents to backtrack their route back to the center. They had unconfirmed reports of a traffic accident along that route which involved an unmarked delivery truck traveling from the Research Institute of Brookdale In Teratology, or R.I.B.I.T, (as the head of that institute, a Dr Lurkin hated for it to be called,) to the Middleton Hazardous Material Disposal Plant. It was transporting the last remnants of a local toxic waste problem from some years back, to be destroyed.
Local LEOs had already dispatched units to that scene, but there had been no reports from them since shortly before they arrived.
Just as Betty Barkin and her husband Steve, were headed to the door to trace the route back to the Center themselves, Kim and Ron walked in alone, looking a little disheveled, but only a little the worse for wear.
As everyone hurried over to them thinking they had been in an accident, Betty asked about what had happened first, explaining that she knew about the truck accident along their route.
As Kim looked up at the ceiling in a silent "hurumph," and tried to re-straighten a few stray hairs off her forehead, she asked her mother, mother-in-law and maid of honor to come with her to help her reapply her makeup. Also she needed help to try to quick stich a few tears in her gown.
"Yeah, well, I guess that everyone was so concerned about the driver having all of the proper credentials to legally drive that truck loaded with toxic waste that no one bothered to check his name, Gilbert Moss." said Ron as he tried to straighten his tux a little and brush some of the grime off of it.
As almost everybody looked to him for a further explanation, he looked back and said, "Gilbert Moss? That name doesn't ring any bells?"
After he saw that it didn't, he said. "Alright people. Drop the Bert from Gilbert and what do you have left?"
"Gil?" volunteered Steve Barkin. "Gil! With one L or two?"
"Three." said Ron after he thought about it. "It started with one and ended up with two. I think his plan was to waylay Kim and me on our way here after he got what was left of his magical mutating muck and became "Gill," again. It wouldn't have been a problem except he had some Japanese Magi tattoo him with a glyph that rendered my MMP useless against him. We had to dodge him and his muck hawkers at the same time. While Kim excelled at gymnastics at college and was doing her thing, I at least still had my ninja and mad running away skills."
Addressing Betty now, "Your two agents acted as diversions and let us get out of our car and get close to him, which I might add he got his green muck all over. Hope it doesn't eat the paint off after the twins spent so much time rebuilding the front end of it."
"Why didn't they call for backup before they got out of their car?" questioned Steve.
"Oh." replied Ron. "I forgot to mention, Gill had some little box in his truck that jammed all the cell phones and radios in a one block area. Must have picked up the know how to build that from studying the stuff from Science Camp. Or maybe it was Tele Communications Camp."
"Enh. Whatever."
" Anyhoo, the two agents got glopped on real quick so they were out of the action. I was at least able to transform my ring back into a Katanna. Gill still underestimated Kim and was concentrating on me most of the time. Stupid jerk! He yelled something at her as she was doing a flip to avoid one of his spit balls. I couldn't make out what he said though."
Switch to Kim in the lady's restroom trying to reapply her make up with Monique's assistance while her two mothers were trying to whip stitch two large tears in her gown.
KP- "And then the Jerk had the gall to say to me, "How did you know blue was my favorite color? I'd rather see the carpet though." It was then that I..."
Back to Ron.
RS- "started to go off on him. I came in with the sword to distract him so he was watching me more at that point. She was able to get behind him and get him in a sleeper hold so she could "
KP- " try to choke the life out of that worthless piece of "
RS- "Steel Toe could only hope to ever do in the ring."
KP- "Ron didn't see me, but once the freak was down I started kneeing him in his..."
RS- "corner of the ring. You know, I'm beginning to think those matches must be staged. They'd have to be or else they couldn't "
KP- "ever think about having any tadpoles."
RS- "Anyway, after he went nightie-night it was all over. She wanted the sword so she could "
KP- "cut it off and stuff it in his mouth just to make sure that he could never "
RS- "get the agents free while I ran to use a payphone to call "
KP- " the freakish toad. I bet when he tries to walk he'll have to "
RS- " Hobble. We would have been here sooner but I didn't have any change to "
KP- "make him sing like a little birdie and when he had to go, he would have to "
RS- "use the pay phone, so we had to wait till we could get an agent free."
RS and KP together, "But by that time, the police showed up."
The Lady's Restroom
"Okay Kimberly." said her newest mother as she finished her repairs on the last tear. "I think we've got it patched up as best we can."
"This should get you through the reception and tonight." added Ann. "That is, unless Ron thinks you're not moving quick enough for him tonight after he carries you across the threshold." she added with a teasing grin that quickly spread to Lonnie's and Monique's faces.
"Ha. Ha. Mother." came Kim's dry reply as a little bit of blush came to her face. "I'll have you all know that Ron has always been the perfect gentleman."
After questioning looks at her from all of women in the room, Kim smiled and added, "Well, usually he is. Unless we both are really..."
"That's okay Kim." interrupted Lonnie. "I was just checking to make sure who you were talking about. I remember when we had guests over for dinner when he was little. We use to tell them that Ronnie was raised by wolves when they saw his table manners. We always thought some of those "wolfish" mannerisms would spill over into "other" areas of his life."
"Oh, he still howls when the time is right." said Kim with a smile, trying to put a little blush on Lonnie's face.
Instead, they all broke out into giggles till Ann said, "Oh I don't know. The howls I heard coming from your room on a few occasions when Ron was visiting sounded more like a female wolf than a male wolf. Of course those times were after you two were engaged."
There was no avoiding it this time. Kim broke out into a full blush as she nervously asked, "Oh? You heard those times did you?"
Laughing at her daughter's embarrassment, Ann gave her a quick hug and whispered to her, "How couldn't I?"
"Come on Kim. I think your guests would like to meet Ron and the newest Mrs. Stoppable. Or should I say the newest she wolf of Middleton?" she finished after seeing her daughter's face finish turning the same color as her hair.
Kim looked in the mirror as the name reverberated softly in her mind. Looking at herself, she saw her blush disappear as it was replaced with a warm glow she smiled as she softly said,
"Mrs. Stoppable."
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