Ron had to sit and listen to the officers trying to get any information out of him that they could, but he knew better than to talk. He knew that he might have gone a little further than he should have, but he wasn't going to give them anything to help get him in trouble. "Look I already told you, I'm not saying anything," Ron folded his arms as he'd gotten tired of the last three hours of interrogation. Without his family anywhere nearby and no one else to contact who could get there within a day, Ron had just told the officers he wasn't going to say anything and to watch the video if they had any questions.
Because they couldn't get him to talk and the other boys were all telling different stories, there wasn't much they could do with Ron Stoppable, they didn't want to arrest him. They knew about Team Possible and didn't want to be the people who ran in someone who helped stop supervillains. But they also needed to do something as the other parents were furious about the "violent" teen who brutalized their children.
The only thing stopping those parents from causing an uproar was that the cheerleaders had rallied the other students in support of Ron, he'd suddenly gone from loser to revolutionary in the span of a day. Stepping out of the principal's office Ron could see that all the cheerleaders were standing on the opposite wall waiting for him. "What are you all-" he started to ask before the mass of girls had jumped on him.
Ron couldn't understand a single word the girls were saying with all of them talking at once. "Okay okay, OKAY!" Ron finally raised his voice to try and get them to calm down. "Now, what's up?" He asked casually as if the events of the last few hours hadn't taken place.
"What's up?! Our exes just tried to kill you and you didn't even get a scratch on you!" Crystal shouted as she and the other girls took a step back to give him some space.
"Well, they weren't doing a very good job of it," Ron smirked as the girls glared at him, now was not the time to make jokes.
"Ron," Bonnie gulped nervously. "I-" she started to say before Ron raised a hand to stop her.
"You didn't cause this, none of you did. They wanted to fight, and even if I hadn't taken your advice to stand up for myself, I would have had to do this anyway, it just would have taken me longer to get serious about it." He quickly stated, wanting to nip and feelings of guilt or responsibility in the bud before they had a chance to fester. "And the Ron Man wasn't going to let some bullies get the best of him."
Marcella looked down at the ground. "Oh," Ron realized why she might be feeling a bit worse about this attack as it seemed that her ex was the one that orchestrated it. "Hey, hey," Ron slowly wrapped the distraught girl in a hug. "None of that, I know what he said was, the worst thing to say, but… I wasn't going to let that happen to you."
The girl tightly hugged Ron for support as she couldn't believe that her ex thought that, even in his anger. "You're such a nice guy, Kim's lucky to have you," Marcella whispered as she regretted not staking a claim on him before all of this.
Ron realized what the cheerleader meant by that comment and shook his head. "Nah, KP's my best friend, she's I dunno, it's just kind of weird," He tried to put into words how he felt about the redhead. On one hand he loved her, but it also didn't feel like love. He always thought that love would mean just being around that person was enough, but with Kim something in him wanted more, kept telling him it wasn't enough to just be around her. He didn't know what to make of that and decided to squash it down until he could understand it better.
"So, you're single?" Hope coughed as she wanted to ask but also didn't want to be heard as the one who asked.
"Forever and always," Ron laughed. "I got to go, Barkin suspended me for the day, said he'd call me with more details tomorrow as they start sorting this out, but that also means I need to get out of here before I get in more trouble."
Tara grabbed onto Ron's arm. "I can't believe after all that, you are the one told to leave." Not wanting to see Ron get punished for protecting himself.
"Yeah well I did go a little too far with what's his name, popping someone's trachea out of place is a bit more serious than a black eye, plus most of the guys needed to get checked out for concussions and at least one dislocated shoulder." Ron listed off the damage he had done to the bullies. "About the only one who's only getting a detention was your ex Tara, he ran off before the fight was over, but that's not going to stop Mr. B. from giving him hell for his part in the attack." He gave each of the girls a hug goodbye as he slid his backpack onto his back and headed out the front doors for the freedom of not being stuck in school all day.
"God, why did we date such assholes," Liz shouted in frustration as she and the rest of the cheerleaders sat down in the cafeteria for lunch, it was an odd affair as the jocks were now huddled on one side of the room, even those who had nothing to do with the attack felt they were not wanted among the regular students and the cheerleaders had basically taken an entire table to themselves.
"This stupid food chain is why, they were high up, we were high up, so we only got left with the douchenozzles who made it through on looks, money or athleticism," Bonnie sighed. "And then the entire time there's this great guy sitting at the bottom without a care in the world and it took him having to save our butts how many times for us to even really notice him," saying it more for her benefit than for anyone else.
"I mean," Jessica blushed. "I don't get how he was at the bottom. He's the school mascot and super nice to everyone, plus we've known that he works to save the world for how long now," she herself was trying to understand how someone who was all that and more was considered that much of a loser. "Sure he has Rufus as a pet but we've loved that little guy for years now, about the only thing that's really a negative is his Ronness, but that's just another positive because he's not trying to be like anyone else, he's just him."
Marcella finally got sick of prodding her lunch. "I'm going to ask him out." she suddenly declared. She had expected to get reactions of disgust but instead what she got was.
"No fair, I was going to do that," Tara whined.
Hope interjected. "Now way, I'll date him."
Jessice rolled her eyes. "Please, why would he choose you when he can have me?"
As the other girls started to bicker about who should get to date Ron Stoppable, Bonnie instead had been suspiciously quiet. "No," she said flatly.
"Of course Queen Bonnie sees something she likes and has to take it for herself," Liz scoffed.
"No you dumb bitches," Bonnie hissed. "I mean, he won't choose," Bonnie pointed out flatly. "A guy like Ron, if we all came up to him to ask him out, he'd not know what to do and would probably break himself as he tries to let us all down gently."
"So what do you suggest, we let him go, flounder around alone until someone else comes up to take him, if that ever happens?" Hope inquired. "That's not even saying that after all this Kim Possible doesn't decide to move him out of the friendzone for a change."
"No, that'd likely happen," Bonnie pondered as she put all her cunning into solving this problem. "First thing Princess would do when she gets back is berate him for the fight, which wasn't his fault, then leave him hanging around just to make sure he knows his place. We can't let him slide back into how he was," Bonnie declared as she liked the new and confident Ron Stoppable.
"Yeah," Tara stood up proudly. "Ron's taken more than his fair share of abuse and now that he's standing up for himself, I don't want him to change back."
"Okay but what do we do, we couldn't really vet any of his potential dates, and even if he only chose out of girls he knows, that's either Kim or Monique," Marcella asked as she knew Ron's circle of friends was very limited.
"What I mean is, we date him," Bonnie said as she figured out this was the best solution.
"What do you mean we?" Liz asked curiously.
"I mean, there are seven of us," Bonnie grinned as she could see the pieces coming together. "Even if we each got a day, that'd still work out. But what I'm proposing is that we don't split him like that, we just let the Ronness flow. See what comes of it, worst case some of us drop out, best case…" she trailed off as she wasn't sure how to bring up what could happen if this worked out.
"We just all, you know… together," Jessica gulped. "Isn't that wrong though?"
"Screw right or wrong," Marcella said angrily. "It's a better plan than us trying to sabotage each other or ending up hurting him. We'll just need to be united when we confront him, as soon as he comes back." Unsure of when that day would come and hopefully none of them would lose their nerves.
They were not the only people to have taken an interest in Ron Stoppable over the past few days though.
As meanwhile a few hundred miles away in an undisclosed location of the current evil lair of Dr. Drakken, a green skinned woman was getting frustrated as she knocked out the latest in a line of two dozen henchmen, having been tasked with getting these newest up to snuff after Dr. D. had been furious that the Sidekick of all people had beaten the ones he had brought and didn't want a repeat next time. "Gah, worthless," Shego screamed as the hired help scattered in fear. "Not a single one can last like he did, can hit me like he did," she ranted as she burned a punching bag into dust. 'Can get me excited like he did,' she thought to herself as her body ached for a real challenge, someone to push her to her limits. Someone who could make her heart pump so hard the only thing she could hear is the sound of blood rushing in her head.
"Drew!" Shego screamed loud enough that the man could hear her no matter where he was in the lair. "I'm going out, these recruits suck," taking the keys to the hovercar and heading towards Middleton's suburbs. It was high time she collected on what was owed to her.
Ron had just opened the front door of his empty home, he'd been out shopping for something to make, in the hopes that Betty would come by again, he felt that he could use some advice on how to handle the potential legal trouble he might be in. That thought had him so distracted that he got all the way into the kitchen before noticing someone sitting on the couch waiting for him. "Shego!" Ron shouted as he tossed the bag of groceries on the counter not wanting to have anything hinder him in this apparent kidnapping attempt.
"Stoppable," Shego smirked as she got off the couch and walked towards Ron with a sway in her hips. "I came for what's mine." Her approach was making Ron nervous, he didn't know what it was that she wanted but he knew that he shouldn't give her anything to her.
"What's yours?" Ron nervously said as he readied himself to fight.
"You…" Shego said seductively as she got dangerously close. "You were a naughty boy, you promised me a round three, and I came here to get it." She lunged forward and tackled the boy into his refrigerator and the fight was on.
However at around the same time a woman sat in an office looking through some files when she received an email from one of the analyst teams that scrounged the internet for possible useful information or sightings, so when it was video link to a popular site to share videos on she was intrigued at what could have caught the attention of GJ operatives. Her eye widened in shock as she got to see the shaky phone camera footage of the blond boy who haunted her every waking moment in a fight that rapidly escalated out of control.
She should have known better than to let things get personal but she had to know what became of Ron, the sweet young man who cooked for her, who danced with her, who made her want to fall in love again. When the chief of police said that Ron Stoppable hadn't been charged and instead was suspended pending the investigation, she knew of only one place he could be, home. Quickly storming out of her office she made for her car, knowing that Ron could really use a friend right now. She was unaware just what she would be walking into when she arrived at the Stoppable household.