Our story starts with 19 year old Kick Buttowski, sleeping in his bed in the middle of the night, dreaming a nightmare involving Kendall being kidnapped by Ronaldo and forcing her to marry him otherwise he would kill her.
Kick: KENDALL!
Kendall: KICK, SAVE ME!
Ronaldo: MUAHAHAHA! It's too late, dearest Kendall, unless you agree to be my wife!
Kendall: Never!
Kick: You heard the lady, Ronaldo, let her go!
Ronaldo: On the contrary, Buttowski, I'm never letting her go! Unless she agrees to be my wife, that is.
Kendall: Well...alright.
Kick: Whoa whoa whoa, Kendall, you're not serious, are you?
Before Kendall could answer she was being hypnotized by Ronaldo's hypno goggles.
Kendall: (hypnotized) I sure am, Clarence! Ronaldo is my one and only!
Kick: That four-eyed geek? COME ON! What about us?
Kendall: (hypnotized): Us? HA! There is no "us", and there never will be!
Kick: B-but we were gonna get married!
Kendall: (hypnotized) Now why would I EVER want to marry someone like you?
Kick: Because I am your true love, your destiny, the love of your life?
Kendall: (hypnotized) I don't recall calling you anything of the sort. Now if you'll excuse us, Ronaldo and I have a wedding to finish!
Suddenly, Kick, Kendall and Ronaldo were in a church, waiting for the priest played by Mr. Vickle to pronounce Kendall and Ronaldo man and wife.
Kick: Mr. Vickle, you can't actually think this is a good idea, can you?
Mr Vickle: Sorry Kick, just doing my duty. (To Ronaldo and Kendall) You may now kiss each other!
Kick: Kendall, noooooo!
But it was too late. Ronaldo pushed his big, smelly, hairy lips onto Kendall's smooth, cherry-flavoured ones, making Kick scream out a big, heartbroken "KENDAAAAAAAAAAAALL!". Next thing he know, he was back in his wide, warm bed, thinking "Whew!". Then he felt a well-shaped, curvy body laying next to him in the bed. It was his beautiful girlfriend and ex-rival Kendall Perkins.
Kendall: Mmm...Clarence? IIIIHHH!
Kick: AAAHHHHH!
Kendall: IIIIHHH!
Kick: AAAAHHHH!
Kendall: WHAT THE HECK AM I DOING IN YOUR BED!?
Kick: WHAT THE BISCUITS AM I DOING WITH YOU IN MY BED!?
Kendall: Okay okay okay, calm down! I think I have an answer.
Kick: Let's hear it!
Kendall: Last night, you asked me to sleepover with you, and since my house is under refurbishment, I agreed, but just this once.
Kick: Oh yeah, now I remember.
Kendall: And besides, we're getting married, so maybe this was meant to happen.
Kick: Yes, it seems like we really are destined to be together!
Kendall: So why did you scream out my name, you had a nightmare or something?
Kick: Yeah.
Kendall: Aww, you poor thing! Care to tell me about it?
Just then, Kick's father Harold knocked on the door.
Harold: Kick? You alright in there, son? I heard a scream!
Kick: It's ok, dad, just a nightmare!
Harold: That's terrible, want me to read you a bedtime story with some cookies and warm milk?
Kendall: (whispering) What?
Kick: (whispering) You don't know my dad, he's too overprotective sometimes.
Kendall: (whispering) And here I was thinking I was engaged to a REAL man, not a frickin' 5 year old!
Kick: (whispering) Hey!
Harold: Kick?
Kick: Just a sec, dad! (Whispering to Kendall) Quick, hide in the closet!
Kendall went to hide in the closet near the bed, but Kick gestured her to hide in his other closet where he keeps Gunther's clothes.
Kendall: (whispering) Why is there two closets?
Kick: (whispering) You think this is the time?
Kendall just rolled her eyes, hid in the closet without questions and closed the door. Next, his dad barged into the room.
Harold: So son, I brought some warm milk and cookies for you.
Kick: Thanks dad, but I'm alright now.
Harold: Well, I'll just leave them on the nightstand for you. (Turns his head) Hmm, I never noticed THIS closet before!
Kick: DAD, DON'T OPEN THAT!
Too late. Harry opened the doors to the closet but luckily, Kendall found a set of Gunther's clothing. Thinking quickly, she put it on and disguised herself as Gunther to fool Harry.
Harold: Gunther? What on earth are you doing in there?
Kendall: (bad Gunther imitation) Oh, uh, hi mr. Kick's dad. I was just...uh...looking for my...my tv antenna, and here it is so I'll be going now. BWAR!
She grabbed a coat hanger from the wardrobe and jumped out the window.
Harold: Hmm, I'll never understand that kid. So is everything alright, Kick?
Kick: Sure, Dad, don't worry about it!
Harold: Okay, but if you need help just call and I'll come running.
Kick: (Don't count on it.)
Harold: What?
Kick: Uhh...count on it, dad!
They waved goodbye at each other as Harry closed the door behind him, while Kick gave out a sigh of relief and rushed to the window to check on Kendall and helped her back in through the window.
Kick: Kendall? That was pretty amazing.
Kendall: Yeah, like I haven't learned anything from you two.
Kick: No, I mean it. It was really awesome! This is like the closest I've ever felt to you.
Kendall: So NOW will you tell me why you have two closets?
Kick: Well, the other one is for...Gunther.
Speaking of which, Gunther jumped in through the window, wearing nothing but underwear and he freaks out when he sees Kendall wearing his clothes.
Gunther: Hi Kick, I was just stopping by to pick up some clothes, but it's not neccessary because I'm already wearing them, how nice... (snap) IIIIHHHH GHOST GHOST GHOST!
He runs right through Kick's door in panic, but stops by the nightstand, calmly fiesting on the cookies and warm milk, then he went straight back to rushing out the door in panic. Kick and Kendall looks at each other in confusion, then Gunther pops his head back in and says "Hey could I have some clothes, I'm kind of naked", and he is thrown a set of clothes covering his face. "Thank you" he said.