It Finally Happened: Part XXXII
Kim had her arms wrapped around Ron's waist, holding on for dear life. She had ridden on the backs of motorcycles before, but never before had the driver been so bent on seeing just what his new ride could do.
Well, the motorcycle was new to Ron at least. In reality it was actually older than he was by several years. It was one of the Japanese bikes that was supposed to look a little bit like a Harley-Davidson, right down to the V-shaped engine. The tank was battered and scratched and the seat had been repaired in a couple places with electrical tape but it ran. It not only ran, it purred like a kitten. The dilapidated exterior hid the fact the old bike had been kept in prime mechanical condition.
Instead of waiting for the plane to be refueled, they got a ride from the motel owner to Raleigh/Durham International Airport, taking a jet home in a fraction of the time it would take the old plane to cross the greater part of the continent. They got home just in time for dinner at the Possibles.
They noticed the bike sitting on its kickstand when Monique dropped them off, figuring there was another guest at the party. They had forgotten about it as dinner got under way. The Stoppables had been invited as well, turning the whole affair into a joint celebration of both their birthdays, considering Ron's parents were going to be away for his birthday.
It really wasn't so much of a party as a big family dinner, at least until three cakes were brought out, two adorned with seventeen candles apiece. Both teens looked askance at the third, smaller cake until Kim's mother explained it was actually made of cheese, covered in a cream cheese spread instead of icing.
It didn't take Rufus long to figure out it was all for him. It was a far cry from Ron's birthday the year before when his little friend had gotten into the main cake before everyone else, barely missing being sliced in two as he tunneled through the sweet spongy mass.
"I suppose you kids are headed out yourselves now?" Gene Stoppable asked as he and his wife got ready to leave later that evening.
"Oh, we were just going to pop in some movies and hang out." Kim said, draping her arms around Ron.
"Okay, I'm ready." Kim's father said, holding up his car keys.
"Ready for what?" Kim asked.
"Oh, I'm driving Ron's parents home." He said, heading out the door.
"How did you get here? Did you walk?" Ron asked. It really wasn't far, but he just couldn't imagine his mother walking any further than the end of the driveway.
"Oh, didn't you see it when you came in? Gene asked.
"Saw what?" They both said.
"The bike. Oh, heaven's sakes, Jean, we forgot to tell Ron about his birthday present."
"Sweetie, your father and I decided that you're getting a little big to ride little tiny scooter around."
"So we found you something a little bigger." His father finished for him.
To say both of them were flabbergasted would have been an extreme understatement. It didn't take them long to test ride the motorcycle, though that was a limited until Ron could get a motorcycle endorsement on his license (Kim actually already had one) and get his insurance updated.
Over the course of the next week, Ron and his new love were inseparable. Fortunately for him, his old one was always along for the ride.
Word had come from Wade mid-week that the verdict was in at the Drakken/Shego trial. It was amazing the whole shebang had lasted through most of the summer, even though the federal government put it on an extreme fast-track compared to other cases. It really seemed to be a foregone conclusion all along, but the lawyers managed to drag it out examining even the most minute detail brought as evidence. The prosecutors were more than willing to go along, hoping to keep appeals to a minimum. The end result, however, was a series of hearings and an actual trial lasting from early June until the first week of August.
It was strange watching the verdict being read on TV. With the exception of surprisingly brief testimony on their part, neither of them cared much to follow the trial itself. In fact, it was a episode they wanted to put behind them for good, or at least as long as the two could be kept incarcerated. Part of what made it look so strange was seeing the two of them sitting at the table, the only thing out of place being their unusual skin color. It was especially peculiar seeing Shego in a demure skirt and jacket, her hair pulled up into a tight bun above her neck. Drakken was in a dark business suit which didn't look wholly different from his usual blue lab coat until he stood.
It went without saying that both were found guilty on all charges.
"Okay, your 'rents are our of town, we have your house all to ourselves, I don't have a curfew until school starts and we're up here why?" Kim asked as Ron pulled his bike to a stop.
"I just thought this would be romantic." He said, killing the engine. "After all, this is my birthday." He pulled his helmet off, hanging it by its strap on the handlebar.
Kim pulled hers off, letting her long red hair spill out. "Before you even ask, I most certainly do not have any funky underwear on, buster." She whispered in his ear as he hung the helmet on the other grip for her.
"Gonna prove that to me?" He said, drumming his fingers on her bare knee. He looked back over his shoulders at her. She was wearing her pale yellow peasant shirt and a white, willowy skirt, the latter jammed under her legs so it wouldn't blow open.
It was fully dark out, but the moon was fast approaching full, so he could see her clearly. He could also see a couple other cars parked near the bluff at the end of Logging Camp Road, but given the reputation the place had, he was almost certain no eyes would be on them.
"If my big mean biker boyfriend would take me home, maybe I'd put a show on for him." She mock pouted, climbing off the back of the bike. She glanced at the other cars in the distance and looked back at him. He leaned on the handlebars, leering at her in the moonlight. She grinned back at him, holding out one leg, pulling her skirt seductively halfway up her thigh. "That's all you're getting out here. Remember those pictures that showed up in the Sphere?"
"Actually, I thought those were kind of badical. Now the whole world knows I scored the Kim Possible."
"If I didn't love you I would so smack you right now." She said, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him in for a kiss. Without breaking contact she swung her leg back over the bike, facing Ron in the seat.
"Wow, can't wait for the pictures of this to show up." He said between kisses.
"Why, cause it'll look like you're getting some on your bike? Come on, I want to go back to your home." She kissed him on the neck. "I've got some proving to do."
"Oh, proving how much you love me? You do that all the time."
"Nice try." She kissed him again. "No, I'm going to prove to you I'm not wearing and nasty gift-shop underwear that says 'Happy Birthday' or anything."
"Oh…Booyah." He whispered as her hands reached into his shirt, running up his back. "That doesn't mean you're not wearing any, does it?"
"Let's go home and find out. One hint, this time it's not gonna be stuffed in my backpack. Plus, I know you've always wanted to do something."
"Oh?"
She leaned back, brushing her fingers on the laces of her collar. "I know you've always wanted to untie these." She watched his eyes, the brown orbs never once leaving her upper chest. She knew the laces were just for show, but she had watched his eyes for a long time, knowing just what he wanted to do with them.
Something clicked in his head. "Wait, you mean you got some more of those…"
"Let's go find out." She nibbled his earlobe.
He couldn't start the bike fast enough. Ron knew they still wouldn't go too far, but the thought of seeing her in a tiny little lacy thing was just the present he wanted to unwrap for his birthday.
Kim leaned on her elbows, content to watch as her boyfriend, her nearly life-long best friend, the man who she had given her heart, the man who had pledged his undying love for her in return, proceeded to do things to himself that had the potential to cut his life short. She knew better than to try keeping Ron from eating a tray full of Nacos.
Kim and Ron were in their favorite booth at Bueno Nacho, enjoying the Americanized "Mexican" food. Well, at least Ron was. How any human could put that much away, help from his naked mole rat, Rufus, notwithstanding, and not be a big as one side of the house was beyond her. Ron was a self-professed gourmet, capable of not only enjoying fine foods but preparing them as well. When school started in a couple weeks he was going to focus on that very thing, hoping to get into a culinary arts program at Middleton College.
How the same person could gorge himself on cheap pseudo food like this was beyond her.
She slurped the last of her diet pop as her Kimmunicator went off. "Hey Wade! What's the sitch?"
"Kim, there's been and ATM heist not two blocks away from you, and you're not going to believe who's in on it." His image disappeared, replaced by the security footage he had just recorded.
Kim's eyes narrowed as she watched. "We're on it." She said, nodding to her boyfriend.
Ron understood and just gave a big thumbs-up, his mouth too full for speech. They both dashed into the restrooms and emerged moments later in their mission gear. Kim ran out the door at a dead run, knowing their target was so close by.
Ron was not so fortunate. Everyone in the fast-food joint was staring at him. In moments he realized why. His pants had snagged on the bathroom door and there they remained. He was about to run down the street in silk paisley boxers. He didn't know whether to die of embarrassment or slap his forehead since Kim was too far ahead to see he'd worn his birthday present from her!
A/N And so ends the prequel to the Trinity Sitch Epic. The story continues in They Say Everyone Has a Twin which has undergone a revision.
The story of Kim and Ron and their growing relationship continues after that in Our Place in the Food Chain – now showing!
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