Power of an Amazon
Hello all my dear fans and friends, I'm sorry about how long it has taken me to make my way back to your screens, feel free to yell at me as much as you need I'll just cry and make everyone uncomfortable.
That being said I do thank everyone who has waited patiant with me and I do hope that my work still bring joy.
This is going to be a story about what Ron wants in a woman, and the unfotunate end result of saying it out loud. The first chapter will be the set up for alternate endings that will be desided by vote in the reviews. The highest voted will be first and contenue on in desending order. Now a word of caution, I have not and can not write lemons but many of the chapters are going to be pushing the line a bit. I do hope that you all will enjoy it.
And as always please, Read Review and Enjoy!
"...What did you just say to me?!" Monique asked incredulously at the boy who just looked confused.
"What?" Ron asked as he held up his hands in surprise, "I was just answering your question..." He really didn't understand the shocked look on all the girls faces.
Ron's typical Saturday involved either spending time with his best friend Kim or a video game marathon with Felix, unfortunatly this wasn't a typical Saturday. Due to a tech convention that Felix's mother had to attend to show off many of the cybernetic upgrades to his chair Felix had to cancel their marathon, this just so happens to have fallen on the weekend of the big sleep over Kim was having.
Kim being herself, and trusting Ron more that any other guy in existance, invited him to join in. It was only Ron Stoppable after all, most of the cheer squad weren't even sure he had hit puberty yet. It was half way threw the sleepover that the game of Truth or Dare and the big question was asked of the blonde boy.
"Ron I asked what your ideal woman was," Monique said with a raised eyebrow and her hands on her hips, "and THAT was your answer?"
"What? I love a woman that can kick my ass," Ron said in defence of himself, "What's wrong with that?"
Bonnie huffed as she said, "What kind of answer is that for a man?"
"An honset one," Ron countered, "Excuse me for having a type. I like strong woman who can handle themselves in any situation."
While the other girls contenued to ransack Ron with questions and coments Kim was busy blushing up a storm, in her mind she was who Ron was describing. For a while now Kim had been debating her feelings over the blond boy, they had been best friends for years and had little to no secrets from one another. Hell they had once even seen each other naked and didn't raise a fuss about it, scars on both sides aside.
"Let's try this a diffrent way," Crystal said, doing what she could to be the voice of reason, "describe your ideal woman with actual words, and not just what they could do to you," She suddenly blushed realizing how that came out, as well as ignoring the glare from Tara.
"Well," Ron said as he rubbed his chin, "Like I said, a woman that could kick my ass, like Shego or Dr Director... beautiful yet brilliant like Mrs Dr P or Dr Porter... I'll admit the wild side of Adena Lynn has a certain charm to her, though she was a bit grabby the last time we fought her..."
Every word that left his mouth left the cheersquad blushing brighter and making Kim angrier. "Ron," She said while grinding her teeth, "What you are decribing is an attraction to older women."
"Yeah boy, you're into Milfs" Monique said with a soft laugh while dodging a pillow from Kim.
Ron gave a nervious laugh as he scrached the back of his head, "I prefer to think of it as being into Amazons, it's not that they are older than me that's attractive in my eyes. I'm attracted to women that know who they are and aren't fighting with themselves about it."
"Why do I feel like that was a cheep shot at us?" Bonnie asked in minor irritation, though mostly because she could see where this was going and really couldn't refute it.
Ron scratched the back of his head in embarassment. "Well, not intentally," he said with a nervious laugh, "As much as I like you girls, soley as a friend but with full admitions that I find you all extremely attractive, y'all are a little too... childish..."
The blush that was building on the faces of the girls present died in an instant. "Say what now?!" was the collective growl from the group before Kim desided to take point in the boy's disembowling, "Ron Stoppable, you of all people have no room to talk when it comes to being 'Childish', Mr. Snowman Hank fan."
In a moment of uncommon calm and athority that left the women in the room stunned Ron asked a simple question, "Have I ever let someone else tell me who I should be?"
The room was silent for several moments, each girl trying to think of a time when Ron was peer pressured into anything. The closest they could think of was the 'Haircut Incedent' but even then it was Kim that strongarmed him into it while Ron was just going alone for the ride, much like his millionare phase.
"Look, there's nothing wrong with being a bit childish but teenagers are just, yeesh... hormones control every move we make. I just can't. But matrue women, women who are strong enough to always have control of themselves and have no problem assurting themselves as such, that just gets me going."
"You do realise that you're a teen too," Hope said with a raised eyebrow. She, unlike most of the other girls, got what Ron was talking about. Hell if he was a girl just about everything he just said was have been echoed threw most of the others. That being said she wasn't about to let him off the hook for in advertantly insulting their age group. "What makes you so special that you are above hormones?"
"First off," Ron said as he locked eyes with Hope, "Who says I'm actually immune? My best friend in the world is Kim Possible, casual friends with the cheerleaders of Middleton high and an up and coming fasion designer, am constantly fighting villians like Shego and Adrena Lynn and after getting patched up by Dr Ann Possible all before reporting in with Dr Director of Global Justice. I bathe in ice and have had to replace multiple trees in order to keep calm."
The room was once again silent as everyone processed everything he just said. Many questions that the girls had running threw their heads had been answered however even more have been raised.
"So you're just a horndog that at least knows how to rein themselves back in then?" Bonnie asked, annoyed sarcasm and amusment fighting for control in her voce, "Aren't we all so lucky?"
Rolling his eyes Ron said, "Ok Bonbon, thought exparament time. All of you close your eyes for a moment." Once everyone ahd their eyes closed he contintued, "Now image this as a day in your life, you wake up and rush out of bed because you overslept and run head first into Brick Flagg. He's of course happy to see you, and because he's in a tight shirt and stylish jeans you're just as happy."
"Now that's the right way to wake up in the morning," Monique joked.
"Truding your way threw the day you make it to Football practice,wear half dressed player and running around with them constantly bumping into you or just paln having to rub up on you,"
"Okay, I'm really liking where this is going," Bonnie said, licking her lips slightly as she did so.
"Unfortunately for you, Brick got a call from his boss and you both have to go meet him, only to find out that he's Brad Pitt and you're being sent to go and visit David Gandy or Noah Mills."
"Oh my..." was all that Tara could get out as a blush took over her face.
"Now while Brick is the main focus of their attention, they also have a tendancy to tease or out right flirt with you, the occasonal ass grab or flash included."
"I'M SORRY, OCCASIONAL WHAT?!" Kim yelled, jealousy and rage written all over her face.
Braking away from the story for a second Ron laughed lightly, "Yeah, Shego can be a bit grabby when she isn't fighting you and Lynn some times looses her shirt when she's pulling one of her stunts. Not that big a deal, just a slightly longer ice bath thoughs nights." Every girl present, aside from Kim who was still fuming, blushed heavily at the thought of so many attractive people showing such an interest in them.
"Anyway, after the buissness is finally done, and you file a report to Mr Pitt who asked to have a little one on one with you to help you with any other job that he may send you on, you go back to Brick's house where his dad, Tom Curise, look you over just to make sure that you're fit as a fiddle. That is an average day in my life."
Silence reined in the room, every nose in the room dripping with blood as the mental image was fermly planted in their minds.
"You have the absolute worst case of blue balls i've ever seen," Crystal said with a slight deadpan face. She almost felt sorry for the poor guy.
"Tell me about it," Ron sighed with a laugh, "Thankfully I have several outlets for my frustrations. Dr Director has been giving me hand to hand training and Mrs Dr P has been giving me some hands on first aid training."
"Doesn't that make it worse?" Tara asked, finally getting over the image though refusing to let it go either, "I mean, you already admited to finding both women attractive."
"Yes and no," Ron laughed, "As beautiful as they are, Betty tends to throw me around the practice ring and Ann can be a bit of a slave driver as a teacher. Kinda hard to be aroused when you're doing everything in your power not to fall behind or crash into anything." Laughter filled the room as Ron got up to go get more food for everyone.
As Ron left the room Bonnie had to asked, "Hey Possible, you really think it's such a good idea to let him go in there by himself?"
"What do you mean Bonnie?" Kim asked as she rubbed her temples, fighting off the headache her jealously has caused.
"Oh nothing," Bonnie said with a smirk, "Just that Stoppable just went into the kitchen, alone, with your mom who we both know he finds attractive..."
Kim sat queitly for a second, just a second, before she jumpped from her seat and yelled, "Wait up Ron, let me give you a hand!"
Laughter filled the room as everyone laughed, save for one. "Um, Bonnie..." Tara asked almost meekly, "... Wasn't you mom going to come for a visit with Mrs. Possible?" Just like with Kim, it only took a second before Bonnie dashed out of the room while doing what she could to ignore the laughter.