Author's Notes:

Alright, I've got a confession to make. I'M STILL ALIVE, FOOLS! I AM IMMORTAL! BOW DOWN TO YOUR NEW EMPERO-cough.

Okay, now that my temporary insanity is now out of my head, let's start. I've been trying to recover my inspiration for the idling chapters left in my flash drive, and right now it's been a working progress. Although I know it is counter intuitive to write this one first before those, I just can't find the right words I want to use to make it as great as I can. So bear with me here. I'm not in my 100% form yet, Kakarot... Wait, what? Anyways, before someone calls to throw me into the loony bin, here's an appetizer I made for you.

Hello my dear readers! I am kmtdiccion, keeping it real, pimps and playa's (No... I can't say that without cringing the hell out while reading those damn clickbait titles) with another fresh new chapter of...

"A Blonde Sidekick Among Monsters"
by: kmtdiccion

Chapter Six:
"The Perfect Club"

"So, in short, starting today you are now required to take up club activities!"

Ron could swear he heard a pin drop inside the room because every one around him went dead silent when the cat-eared teacher announce the sudden news. His eyes bulged wide when he heard the word 'required' and was a bit confused. As far as he can recall, all clubs back at Middleton were not compulsory, only voluntary. Although the school board urged the students to join a club or circle, it is fine if you don't join any. So right now, he was slightly baffled. The nekomata teacher continued with her ever-cheery voice.

"In line with the school vision of integration of monsters and humans, the Headmaster saw the importance role club activities play in understanding human culture. Whether be human sports, arts, or values, we believe that the experience gained from human activities of said clubs could help us in our transformation to be like humans. To transform into a believable human, we must first understand what humans do."

"Oh yeah, I'm in a school full of monsters. Why am I even surprised?" Ron fought the urge to palm his face when he heard the reason. Of course, his school is not a normal one. This is a educational institution built for monsters who want to blend in with humans. Of course, they would require their students club activities so they could understand how humans work. Of course, this makes all the sense to him, and still end up with him wanting to bang his head on the desk because how incomprehensible his circumstances is.

More than a month has passed and it still didn't sink in Ron's mind that he is still a lone human in a school full of creatures who would rather eat or torture him.

Meanwhile, a male student raised his hand and said in a light joking manner "But, Sensei, wouldn't that give you an F in transforming then, right?" He pointed at the twitching cat ears and the swishing tail, causing the entire class to erupt in hushed giggles. The teacher stared at the smirking boy blankly before letting of a strange smile. She went near the smirking boy slowly until she is face to face with him. The boy thought she would offer her apology and perhaps more, not noticing the drawn claws from her hands.

A few passionate scratches in the face later...

The boy was stuck in his seat, moaning like a sheep, caressing his face full of scars as the teacher returned to the front and continued with her announcement, as if nothing short of authority abuse has ever happened in front of the whole class. "Did all of you understand? Everyone will participate in these club activities."

The school bell rang and the students, who were shook from the reverie of their teacher's assault, started to chatter while packing their things away. The cat-monster, on the other hand, shamelessly plugged her own club "Everyone, please visit all the groups around the campus and decide which one you want to enter. And, be sure to visit the newspaper club, where I am the advisor for, ok? Teehee!"

Ron got out of the room, in search of a certain pink-haired girl who is one of the few friends he ever has in this school. But, when he entered the hall area, he was surprised to see the massive crowd ambling through tents and stalls the clubs built. It felt like he was in a crowded bazaar with no end in sight. Someone bumped the lanky teen and was suddenly thrust into the moving line of students who were looking around. Ron tried to get out but the constant shoving and pushing made it impossible for him to escape.

Rufus squeaked and scrambled on top of his partner's head when someone bumped Ron that nearly made the naked mole rat flat. "Are you alright there, buddy?" Seeing a nod, he went back in his search for his friend. Fortunately for him, he spotted her beside the stairs, also searching from the crowd.

"Moka! I'm here!"

"Ron!" The pinkette's face suddenly brightened and went towards him, clearing most of the people on her way. The blonde boy gave a sweat drop reaction when he look over the groaning students as if a trailer truck just hit them. Tearing off from the scene, he saw her bubbling joy and listened to her. "Ron, look at those booths. Isn't it awesome? Hey, what club do you think should we enter? There's so many places to choose from. Ooh, look, look, over there!"

The vampire tugged the lone human towards one of the stalls and saw frames of photographed pictures. It seems normal for the freckled teen but all hope's lost when the representative of the club showed up. He was towering over the two, yet his frame was almost skeleton-like. His face was covered by his thin black hair and his eyes were unusually large. With a smile that looks like he is ready to feast, he said "Welcome to the photography club! Pleasssse let uss take lots of picturessssssss."

"Oooh," Moka's eyes were piqued with interest, while Ron's went white like a ghost.

"What is that thing?! It's so creepy!" With a cough to calm his nerves, the boy nervously asked. "W-What does this club do, anyways?" The older student stared at him, making his tension inside grow, and let out a nasty smile. "We capture art through our cameras. Moments that can share a thousand words from just a still image like darkness, the laws of nature, the Middle Ages torture techniques, the witch-hunting by burning at the stake, the carnal bliss of a monster tearing the flesh of-"

"Okay, then. Thank you for the time. We'll be off then, see ya!" Ron grabbed Moka by the shoulders and went to overdrive. He pushed the girl out of their vision before the representative could even finish his sentence. Moka, who was dumbfounded by his action, asked "Are you alright, Ron?"

"We can even take nudes!" The representative hollered, and Ron swore his eyes suddenly evacuated from the sockets. With a loud, resounding 'no, thanks!' the two went off to look on other stalls. Ron hoped that there's a normal club out there for him to join, but based on his past experience here in this school, the blonde bet that his wish is simply too impossible. The girl with him, however, saw another sign and said "Hey, Ron, let's look at this one!"

Ron saw the chemistry lab sets with crawling insects sprouting from a frothing cauldron and almost passed out. Today is seriously not his day.

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Deep within a forest somewhere in Japan, on top of a tall mountain stood an ancient school that teaches the forgotten art of ninjitsu. Given by the monks, the late Toshimiru carved the towering school right in the heart of the forest and resided for the the most part of his life, right after he ended his journey. The school is named Yamanouchi, and right up to this day, people from every military specialist groups all over the globe hold this place in high regard.

And the current head of the school, 'Sensei' as he was always called, is the fifth grand master of Yamanouchi, who is also the longest serving grand master. He has seen many things in his long life, training numerous students who end up serving the greater good with prestige and honor, heading request from poeple of power and influence who try to align the school to their agendas, to simple people who are in need of wise counsel. Most people in school would think that there's surely nothing that could trouble him.

And yet, here he is, brows crinkling in thought about the current Lotus Blade wielder's circumstance.

Sitting in a meditative stance, the wizened old man let out a deep breath and continued thinking about the American boy he is fond of. He could still see the brilliance and warmth of his heart, even when he was under threat from Fukushima and Monkey Fist. He has complete trust that the young Stoppable is the next in line for Toshimiru's power, someone who could tame the rampaging monkey spirit like what his predecessors did. Sensei thought that Ron would still be able to master the art while still living in Middleton. Given a few years and one mission that is too much for his partner in crime-fighting Kim Possible, the boy can blossom into a full-fledged Monkey Master.

But one matter suddenly took an interest in him, and that resulted into numerous unforeseen, and most especially unwanted players that could end up harming the boy. "Brought out to a place where he is always in eminent danger, playing for a sly and manipulative power for a plan that has a less success rate than the probability young Stoppable holding off from his so-called Naco. This is getting out of hand."

"Come on, old friend, You and I both know I don't plan on hurting your own protege." Sensei's eyes opened slowly when he sensed a particular robed man stepping out of a portal, the large rosario dangling on his neck reflecting the sun's rays. He didn't have to think more to who he is speaking when he saw the grin forming on his always-shrouded face "And flattery will get you nowhere. Calling me sly and manipulative."

With a grunt, the head master replied "As if I want to flatter you, Mikogami-san. I thought you had someone in mind for your plan? Why the sudden interest in Stoppable-san?"

"I did, but his mission to save that businessman has caught my curiosity." Sitting in front of the old man, the head master of Youkai Academy continued "You truly have a gifted successor, Sensei. Holder of the fearsome Monkey Spirit which my friend Toshimiru once held, that's just a welcome bonus. His unique outlook on others is what changed my mind from using Aono to him. I firmly believe that he is the missing piece I need for coexistence. Don't you think?"

"I do agree with your sentiments, but Stoppable-san is simply not ready, especially to the things you're planning." Sensei brought out a newspaper, whose headline made the robed man's brow rise. On the frontpage is the image of one particular half-monkey, half-man megalomaniac titled 'Evil monkey man found dead inside the Amazon Forest'. The Yamanouchi elder continued "Police found his body in the Amazon, brutally murdered. Five shots in the head and twelve in the body. That was completely ordinary except for one thing: lacerations in his neck tahat looks like a bite."

He stared at the man and stressed his concern for the young boy "We both know it is their doing, and I fear that they may as well target him next. Stoppable-san hasn't trained enough to fend them off." Sensei stood up and walked towards the window, looking out to the open space where his students practice their techniques and stances "You know how important he is for my school, and thus the entire human-monster world as you keep him alive?"

Mikogami simply smiled at him. You might not believe my words since you know what I've done in the past, but I can say with utmost determination that the young Stoppable will be fine in my hands. Sure, he might be a bit banged up once in a while, but I can assure you he'll be alive. He needs to live for my plan to work." He then brought out a folder and handed it to Sensei. The Yamanouchi head look in its contents and saw an application form inside. But before he could ask, he continued:

"I understand your plight for the boy. So, to make things clear for the both of us, I have a proposal. I will 'borrow' the current Lotus Blade wielder for my plans, and I will offer you my word. A favor for a favor, as humans put it. Trust me, I need him for the peace I wanted to happen between our worlds. Now, like you said, he is unequipped with the necessary tools to harness his power, and so I would like to compromise with you." Pointing at the folder, he explained "For his continued training and security, I will allow one person of your choice to aid Stoppable inside the school grounds as fellow student."

Sensei eyed the papers he is gripping and pondered about the pros and cons of his proposal. Yamanouchi holds some sort of influence within the boundaries of human and monster worlds, being named as 'borderline beings' together with witches. But, sans Toshimiru, no one in Yamanouchi has ever stepped inside Mikogami's realm and for a good reason, too. The robed man is a very cautious man, and he knows what influence Yamanouchi can bring to his school. So, to offer a place in his school almost sound impossible to him, until today happened.

Letting out a sigh, he rubbed the temples on his head and muttered "Nothing good comes out with your schemes, Mikogami-san, but I will agree with your proposal."

The Youkai Academy leader clapped and stood up, shaking his hand. "That is nice to hear. After finishing those forms, you could mail it to me by tomorrow. A week after, prepare that person for his/her transfer to my school. I will send the bus driver here to pick him/her up." He opens up a portal and flashed him a grin before disappearing, leaving the old man alone in his quarters. Sensei let out another sigh and walked outside, muttering about problematic friends and pain-in-the-ass deals.

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"Welcome to our Acupuncture Club! We have all kinds of needles we use here. Here, this needle is as long as my arm!"

"Welcome to the Mummy Club! We hold monthly role-playing sessions of gravediggers being killed by undead Pharaohs!"

"Welcome to our Lolicon Club! We are a strong-bonded group united by the passion of very cute little girls that we want to protect and not do things that will violate human laws!"

Ron let out a sigh while sipping on his drink. Together with the pink haired vampire, the two sat on a bench somewhere in the school courtyard. He was beyond exhausted from the amount of unusual clubs they have visited, with some that were downright creepy and doesn't really reflect any form of human arts or values whatsoever. With another gulp, he burped and muttered "Man, if there was a Naco Appreciation Club here somewhere, I would so put my name on it in a heartbeat."

Moka giggled and replied "But I still don't know what a Naco is."

The blonde boy let out a mock gasp and pointed his finger at her in an exaggerated manner "You heathen! You dare laugh at the blessing that is the Naco when you yourself haven't have the pleasure of tasting it?! How dare you!" Rufus nodded his head and faux glared at the giggling girl. Ron tried his hardest to maintain his glare but her laugh proved to be infectious enough to break his act and started laughing himself. He is no mistaking this right now, he is completely comfortable around her, and though he still misses his best friend terribly, he is not alone anymore.

He is at peace.

"Ron, there you are! Yahoo!" Ron's sight suddenly becomes dark when the busty succubus' whole body collided with his face in a crushing hug. His arms are flailing, trying to get her off of him, but the blue-haired woman didn't budge an inch. The boy's thoughts on his peace were instantly wiped out of his head and is replaced by his primal instinct for air. "K-K-Mph!... Kuh!... K-Kuru.. Bgagh!"

"Kurumu! Ron can't breath!" The pinkette grabbed the girl and pulled her from him. The release made Ron wheeze for hair, slumping down the bench, with his hands clutching his chest. Kurumu, on the other hand, glared at the vampire and scoffed "Hmph! I knew you'll be the biggest roadblock between me and my destined one!" The two of the glared daggers at each other, trying to intimidate each other to back off from the blonde who has now recovered from the attack.

"Jeez, hello to you, too, Kurumu!" The bluenette broke contact with the vampire and flashed him a bright smile. Although they have met in less than desirable circumstances, Ron was happy to meet someone new in the school. For the blonde boy, all that she did was water under the bridge and he forgave her. And for the past few days, he never once regret that decision. Kurumu is actually a good cook. She would always bring him meals or bake snacks for him to enjoy. And even if it was no Naco, the food she always make is scrumptious.

But, beyond the cuisine, he saw the change in her attitude towards him. Although she's still forward with her actions, the strained movements were gone now. It is as if she doesn't need to push herself to do something. Everything feels natural for her, which he is confused with but shrugged about it.

Bringing out another box, she chirped "This is for you, Ron! I made this meal with as much love as a succubus can give~"

"Aw, shucks. That's coolio! Thanks." Ron rubbed the back of his head and gave a shy reply. Kurumu, seeing his blush, let out a blissful sigh and smiled. Inside her mind, however, she's raving about her success in getting the boy's attention. "Yahoo! Take that, you pink-haired bloodsucker! Ron's mine! Mine!"

"Hey, it's almost time! We need to go back looking for some clubs!" Moka hastily said, grabbing Ron by the wrist, and started dragging him back to the line of booths, much to the ire of the succubus.

"Ron, wait for me! Moka, you jerk." Kurumu quickly stood up and started tailing the duo in their quest to find a club they wanted to join. Unlike earlier instances, though, the ones they're currently looking at are completely normal. There were sports teams such as basketball and football, the arts club where the adviser looks a bit intimidating, but nonetheless a pretty normal looking club, and also music clubs. Those were surely human activities, but Ron wasn't feeling joining them.

He wanted a club where he could just laze around. "I hope there's a Marinating Appreciation Club somewhere here." Ron mused absentmindedly while watching the bubbly vampire who was dragging him.

"Hey there!" A call caught their attention. Standing impressively tall with a smile adorning her face, a long, black haired beauty approached the group and gave her heartwarming welcome "My name is Tamao Ichinose and I am the captain of the school Swimming club. Why don't we swim together?"

Behind her is a line of her fellow club members, wearing rather revealing swimsuits. All the male students around them cheered and whistled to the smiling girls. Ron's face, on the other hand, went beet red from the sudden attention the girl is showing, much to the displeasure of the two who were with him.

"Hey, back off!" The succubus glared at the captain while hugging the boy in front of everyone. Tamao just laughed and replied, her smile never wavered "What's wrong? We're just recruiting new members for our club. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

"Yeah, right. I can see you seducing him with your looks. You can't lie about those things with me, you know?" Kurumu scathingly retorted.

"Oh, I know who you are, Kurumu. You and that pink girl." Tamao's eyes shifted towards Moka, who was starting to feel uneasy about the situation. The rosario that was dangling on her neck started to glimmer in red, as if it is intimidating the captain to back off. She went abck at the glaring bluenette and continued, with the corners of her mouth starting to twitch upwards "Come on, now. There's no harm with some little fun in the pool, right?"

"That little wench! She's goading us." The other Moka inside the rosario roared in anger, shocking the pink vampire. "Tell Ron to pull the rosario right this instant or so help me I'll make that girl c-"

"L-Look, calm down." Moka tried to placate her other self from rampaging, but to no avail. The cross swayed violently while firing a tirade of unspeakable acts she is going to do to the captain when she got the chance of going outside the seal. The pink-haired girl knew that as much power a vampire can possess, they still have distinct weaknesses that other can capitalize. Vampires are weak against water due to its cleansing capabilities and the swim team captain is fully aware of this knowledge.

Tamao, meanwhile, walked towards the boy, not minding the glare she's getting from the succubus beside him, and said with the silkiest voice she could muster "Ron, things must be rough when you're with them. I feel for you. Why don't you unwind for a while in water so you can clear your head and decide what club you really want, alright?" She smiled when his eye's started to droop a little. She thought that her victory is guaranteed until she made the most foolish decision.

She lightly grazed his face with her hand and everything went still.

The touch was truly soft and feathery, yet there was something underneath those svelte hands that changed something. Ron's nose caught something unfamiliar from those seemingly human hands, something... scaly and fishy. His brown orbs went wide as a surge of flashbacks from the infamous Camp Wannaweep came charging back. Visions of pure unadulterated fear coursing his veins as he tried desperately to avoid all the bad luck and dangers that befalls him during his stay.

"No. Way. I am NOT going into that water."

"Oh, look, the little squeeb's scared of some little water."

"Remember me, squeeb? MY NAME IS GILL!"

"I added an L, you know, gill as in THESE THINGS THAT GREW WHEN I MUTATED?!"

All colors drained from his face while shivering at the thought of the mutated boy who he swapped classes with returning to haunt him. Ron grabbed her hand and gave her a strained smile "H-Hey. I know you're a badical girl and all, b-but I'll just go s-somewhere and... idontwantanotherWannaweepmemoryokthanksgoodbye!"And before she could ask him, Ron ran away just like how he used to be: like a madman on a rampage. The succubus and vampire duo instantly shouted and chased after him, leaving the swim captain alone, dumbfounded.

"What... just happened?"

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"Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Possible."

A man in a suit greeted in his monotonous voice before cutting the transmission. When the screen died, the redhead crimfighter turned her Kimmunicator off and let out a deep sigh. The world has been in a peaceful state ever since news about the gruesome death of Monkey Fist came to light. The evil community went quiet and some even left the path of villainy. Dr. Drakken, in fact, voiced his concern about the situation. After one failed attempt, he confessed that he has some trouble lately to contain his fear of being caught by the person who brutally killed the half-simian freak.

"Loathsome as this is, but I'd rather have Kim Possible or those GJ guys beat me. At least I know I'll get to see the next day."

Global Justice is also searching for the supposed 'new vigilante' but there's no results yet produced. It was as if he suddenly disappeared into the air. There's no indication of his appearance, whether from satellite, CCTV footages, or sworn statements.

The teen hero felt conflicted with it. On one hand, she knew that Monkey Fist is evil through and through, but the way he was killed left a bitter taste in her mouth. It was inhumane, like an animal being tortured to death. The hollow face of a man who looked like he was through tremendous pain was etched in her mind and she shivered when she tried to imagine the gore that happened. He didn't deserve that, she thought. No matter what he did, no one should be treated like that.

"And I hope nothing too bad happens with Ron."

It had been weeks since the two last bid their farewell, and yet the wounds from that separation still felt fresh. Kim still does missions, albeit solo, with success, but she feels more sluggish now that she doesn't have a partner that would back her up. Her recent escapade with Dr. Dementor is a classic example of it. With the henchmen and the weapon the villain is using, Kim almost fell for his trap, if it wasnt for a stroke of luck. There was too much to mind for her, and there was no distraction Kim can use to keep herself composed.

But the effects of Ron's departure isn't only limited to the crimefighting scene. Ron is a pillar for her to lean on whenever things were hard for her in school. Whenever she feels tweaked, Ron's there to lighten her mood. He takes all the drama puberty and high school throws at her and make it all according to her pace. Truly, Ron is something irreplaceable in her life, and these past few weeks has been pure torture for her. She needed to at least hear about his state.

Kim let out another sigh and took out the complimentary candy that was given out by the advertising lady. She popped a piece into her mouth and went towards her bag, searching for her homework. Thinking about Ron would just spiral down in depression and Kim didn't want to go down that route. She needed things to keep her mind off from thinking. "Ron will be fine. I just know it. He's my best friend and nothing can change that."

All of the sudden, a familiar girl slammed her locker shut. Monique gave her best girl friend a smile and said in her commanding tone "You. Me. And Bueno Nacho. And, we're going grande size, girl!"

The redhead knew she meant well. Next to Ron, Monique has been her closest friend. The two just share so many things in common. Their tastes in fashion, music, and all the girl stuff that Ron doesn't really get. Not that they both mind, though. From Kim, she even created a friendship with Ron through wrestling. The moment when she learned of her unusual hobby of watching wrestling and the boy's reaction to it still makes her laugh until today.

"Thanks, Mo, but I don't really feel like going to Bueno Nacho." Kim smiled at her.

The black-haired girl lightly scoffed and joked "Come on, Kim. Do you really believe that lie?" The teen laughed lightly and shook her head "Don't worry, 'Nique. Thanks for the concern, really. You're the best G-friend ever but it's alright. I also need to work on this Latin homework, you know, the language no one uses anymore?"

"Well, whatever works for you, I guess." With a shrug, Kim thought it was time to move on and waved the girl a farewell. When she was about to start climbing the stairs, Monique called her. Turning her head around, she saw her still leaning on the locker and said "Ron will be fine, I think. And if ever you're not sure about his state, at least remember that Ron may feel as much for you as you do for him. I'm sure he misses you, too. Just wanted to mention that."

Kim's lips went wide with a blinding smile, and said "I'll keep that in mind." And with no words needed more, she continued her path towards the library, feeling a bit lighter than earlier. Monique's words keep repeating inside her head and the more she hears it, the more her heart beats loudly. The smile never left her face even when she started with her homework. The feeling is highly unusual, but not unwelcome. They will meet each other again. It's just like what she said.

At least remember that Ron may feel as much for you as you do for him.

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"So, the swimming team's definitely out, so what club are we entering now?" Kurumu asked aloud. It took them five full minutes of intense running to catch up with the blonde boy. For as much power the two monster girls have, Ron proved to be a challenge to catch. Kurumu even let out her true form and tried to catch him from air but he is too nimble for her. Moka's other self was also intrigued when he effortlessly slip from Moka's grip from the chase.

"Hmm... When he's not berserk, he's quite an agile fellow. Interesting..."

The boy in question rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and said "Y-Yeah, I'm sorry. That girl just made me remember those creepy memories."Kurumu shook her head and replied "It's alright, Ron. I do think that she's nothing but trouble for you, too. Don't worry, I will protect you with everything I got!" The succubus straddled the blonde and started to tightly hug him, his face drowning from her bountiful chest. The freckled teen flailed his arms widly, trying to breath but the voluminous mass in front of him block any chance for him to breath.

"Kurumu, you're killing him again!" Moka shouted and 'lightly' shoved the bluenette away, causing a few trees to be broken. Ron coughed as he tried to get as many air in his lungs as possible. He was about to wheeze his thanks for the pinkette when the succubus glared at Moka and shouted "How dare you ruin my time with my Destined One!"

"And you were trying to murder Ron with your breast!"

"You're just jealous because Ron likes bigger things like mine."

"That's not true! Ron, say something."

"Hey! Watch where you're touching my Destined One."

"G-Guys, w-wai-" *hack* the boy tried to stop them but the two already had their arms on them. The succubus and the vampire tried to pull the boy away from each other, hurling out insults one pull at a time. The ongoing commotion was taken notice by the passerby students who were either curious about the development, or jealous and directed their hatred towards the boy in question. Either way, Ron thought that this is how his life is going to be, and strange enough, he is alright with it.

"I heard that you guys haven't joined the club." The mood dims a bit when they saw the sulking figure of their homeroom teacher. It was almost comic for them to see the always cheerful face of Shizuka Nekomone to be smothered with her tears while listlessly muttering "The newspaper club... Nobody has joined yet. If we don't get any more members, it might get shut down. Will you please join my club? Please?"

The three let out a sweat drop after her confession. Ron mused about her club. Sure, he remembered his 'reporter' days in Middleton High. And although he had learned his lesson about the importance of context and the dangers of misquotation, he still has his way with writing words. He might be a lot more careful in finding 'angles' and 'edges' on this school's scoop, but hey, at least he could do something normal here. With that in mind, Ron replied "Well, teach, the Ron-man is in for the news team!"

"Really?" The sulking teacher's eyes suddenly glimmered with hope and happiness.

"Count me in, too!" Kurumu shouted "I'll also be joining the club."

"Well..." Moka eyed the blonde boy, who was patiently waiting for her answer, and blushed. "If Ron wants to join, then I guess I'll join, too." Their homeroom teacher went still for a while, earning a few concerned glances from the three, before erupting in joy. She hugged the three with strength and cried "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Ron, Kurumu, and Moke eyed each other and smiled bashfully. It was a long day for them, but finally, they've found the perfect club for them to join.

A/N's: Yeah! WOOOOH! I finished it. OMG, I finally did it. I'M A MADMAN! Here's the chapter. Hope you enjoyed this one. I'll be back in a bit to finish the others but I swear out of all the things I've written, I enjoy this a lote more than I should be. Leave a review if you want and don't forget to follow and favorite this story. Ok?

'Til next time!
-kmtdiccion :)