Chapter 24 – An Important Meeting IV
"SHARPER THE WRITER! Or as he is known by his friends...Sharper!"
At that moment, the doors began to open. And entering into the sitting room was a white male in his late 20s. He had glasses on, a blue polo shirt, and jeans on. On one hand, he had a dog with a purple tie on his neck and an earring on his right ear.
This was Sharper and the dog he was holding was named Voe.
"Good afternoon, everyone!" Sharper proclaimed.
"I though he would be a little...taller..." Betty replied, a bit under whelmed.
"You know what they say, Doctor." Electronique replied while creating a small spark between her fingers, "Big things can come in small packages."
"Watch, Ron." Kim sighed, whispering in her husband's ear, "Watch Sharper sing his praises to his 'queen'!"
"And good afternoon to you, O Most Supreme Brunette Queen of the Entire Universe!" Sharper proclaimed to the Queen, bowing to her as was his custom whenever he was in her presence.
"And to you too, servant!" Bonnie smiled at her longtime fan.
"So what can I do for you on this glorious and beautiful day, My Queen?" Sharper asked, standing up from his bowing position and petting Voe. "And I've heard that you've presenting me with a very special gift!"
"The first thing you can do, Sharper, is to have a seat right next to me!" the Queen replied with a smile. "And the gift will come to you in a few minutes."
Sharper immediately obeyed the Queen's command and took a seat to the left of her.
The first thing the writer did was that he saw some unexpected guests: the team of Global Justice, along with Sentinel and Cajunbear.
"Uhm...My Queen, what's going on?" he wondered, confused at the presence of all these people.
"Ask them, servant!" the Queen replied, "I was the one who invited them here in the first place!"
Sharper turned to Cajunbear and Sentinel. He had known them very well from the past.
"Hey, guys!" he said, "What's the sitch on this?"
Kim groaned at the use of her favorite line.
"Hey, Sharps." Sentinel said, "Me and CB came here, along with the rest of the Global Justice posse, to bring you some important news!"
"Hmm...and what that might be...and I hope it ain' the bad kind!" Sharper replied.
"Namely...you know the author, Whitem, right?" Cajunbear asked.
"Yes." came Sharper's reply, "I've reviewed some of his stories. In fact, he's been the host of the Fannies when Slipgate's RL things began to pile up."
"It seems that the same thing has caught up to Whitem as well, and he will be unable to host this year!" Sentinel replied.
"Soooo..." Sharper asked, sighing, "...we're not going to have the Fannies this year? After all we've been through? After all the fans that have come and gone through this fandom?"
"Not exactly..." Cajunbear replied, "See, your...Queen...has decided to foot the bill for the entire ceremony. Not only that, but also, well..."
He couldn't exactly come up with the words to finish his sentence.
"Come on, CB...spill the beans." Sharper said impatiently, tapping his feet.
"She has also chosen you...Sharper...to be the host of the 12th Annual Kim Possible Fannies." Cajunbear said.
It reverberated a shock to Sharper. In all the years that he has been a part of the fandom, he wasn't prepared to hear this news of taking on the massive responsibility of this all-important ceremony.
"Are you tryin' to pull my leg, CB?" he asked, as if it were a dream.
Bonnie gave a smile and said, "He actually isn't, Sharper! This is my gift to you...for all that you've done for K's show..." She also added a soft giggle "...especially for me!"
Sharper was speechless. "I...I don't know what to say, My Queen! I have served you for many years and you always repay me back with gifts, especially for my birthday. But this...this is the largest gift that I've ever received!"
"Doing the Fannies is a lot of responsibility!" Cajunbear replied, "It involves a lot of preparation, man-hours, and a whole bunch of time committments."
"This is where Bueno Nacho's late night hours really come in handy." Ron added, "I had to feed the guys chimmeritos just for them to figure out the script!"
"CB...if I can set up an art contest singlehandedily, then I am more than ready to lead the Fannies!" Sharper proclaimed. "In fact, I've prepped up a few ideas just in case if that sitch popped up!"
"Showoff..." Kim muttered.
Then, talking normally, Kim asked, "So, Sharper...since you are the new host of the Fannies, do you think the traditions would still remain the same or not?"
"Ah...good question, Kim." Sharper said, "The answer would be both a yes and a no!"
"Two answers aren't exactly what I am looking for." Kim said.
"I am going to be preserving some of the old traditions, such as you and Ron presenting the Best Writer award." Sharper explained his purposes, "But I am also going to implement a new tradition in which we are going to get more people involved instead of the usual group!"
"That's pretty self-explanatory." Kim replied, understanding what the writer meant.
"So the general idea here is for them to serve as the awards presenters for not just this years' Fannies but also for every future Fannies award ceremony from here on out." Sharper said.
"I like the way my servant thinks!" Bonnie grinned, "He really puts his connections to good use!"
"And a good way to get everyone involved." Kim agreed with her on one of the very few things that they share common ground with without biting each other's necks.
Yeah...and also the way for you to use him as a vehicle to humiliate me... Kim muttered to herself.
"Anyways, if you have any questions referring to anything within the Fannies ceremony itself, just direct them to Sharper." Bonnie said.
"I got one." Ron said while shooting up his hand.
"Okay, Ron..." Sharper replied, "Hit me with your best shot!"
"Is it going to be a whole tux and gown thing?" Ron questioned. "Because these things tend to itch my neck every time I have to wear them!"
"Ah, that is a very good question, Ron!" Sharper said, "Y'all ain't going to be wearin' a tux and gown for this ceremony."
"We aren't?" Kim wondered, raising an eyebrow.
"Nope!" Sharper beamed while standing up from his chair "This years' Fannies awards is going to be centered more on a bit...I would like to put it this way...hybrid Sunday-best dress code!"
"Define hybrid." Kim said.
"For the guys, they're going to wear button-downs and slacks. Bowties and ties are required. You may also see a few people dressed in seersucker outfits." Sharper said, giving the guy's side of the Fannies dress code.
"What about the ceremonial kilt I've been wearing for every Fannies ceremony?" Sentinel asked.
" Sentinel, you will still have your kilt." Sharper assured him. "Just with a button-down shirt, that's all."
He continued with the details of the dress code, this time for the ladies. "As for women, denim is allowed in the from of jeans, jumpsuits, or overalls. The only other brand of overalls that that would be accepted would be black leather. But the requirement is that it only has to be from the Country Club Banana label. No other brands will be accepted. Surrounding the denim would be your best jewelry. You must also pair it with a coordinating blouse or an off the shoulder top, preferably white. Also acceptable would be sundresses, either blue or red, or long skirts. In terms of footwear, either high-heels or boots are preferred."
"So what you're aiming for, in all of this, is some sort of western-hillbillyish type of attire for all of us?" Kim questioned.
"Pretty much, yes. As long as you keep it PG-13 and below." Sharper answered.
"He's correct." Betty intervened, "Global Justice policy prevents us from wearing our work uniforms into ceremonial events such as the Fannies. They are only acceptable outside the premises for surveillance purposes."
Kim sighed, knowing of the changes in the dress code for this years' Fannies. "I'll see what I can find in my closet, Sharper."
"Agent Trepid would look nice in one of those suits!" Ron grinned for glee. Ken absolutely hated tuxedos ever since his senior prom at his high school.
"Don't look at me like that, Agent Stoppable!" Ken replied, "It'll bring bad juju to me!"
"Considering the guy who loses his pants every time, I wouldn't be surprised!" Kim grinned.
"I'm going to be in the ceremony as well." Electronique said, "I'm with Kim on the raiding-on the-closet idea!"
"In the grand scheme of things," Betty said in figuring out a plan, "Slam will take charge of the inner perimeter while Agent Trepid will take charge of the outer layer of Miss Rockwaller's household. They'll make sure that all measures will be in place."
"Seems like a reasonable idea." Slam replied.
"Yo, big guy, don't go and damage any priceless artworks!" Ken grinned, pointing to an art of Bonnie popping bubblegum worth around $500,000.
"I'll try not to!" Slam growled.
"Wow...it's all so surreal!" Sharper said, "In order to make such a huge event like the Fannies successful, I would need a lot more fan-power. Luckily, I have just the person to assist me!"
Bonnie clapped her hands so that the other servants got into position. They all lined up in two rows of ten.
A trumpet fanfare was blown by the herald.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present for all of y'all one of the biggest fans of Kim Possible, especially with you, Kim and Ron, as the wonderful married couple that has accomplished a lot."
"Meet...KPRS4ever!"
The doors opened and...no one was there.
"Uh...servant? Where is she?" Bonnie asked.
"She was here with me not more than five mintues ago!" Sharper replied.
"Don't tell me she got in the candy room again..." Bonnie uttered.
A flashback ripple effect came across Sharper's face.