Bad Girls

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Chapter One: Catching Up

-Two Years Six Months Later-

-Kim & Ron-

I thought I'd gotten my happy ending. Beat the bad guys, got the girl, isn't it supposed to be all sunshine and rainbows on shoulders from then on? Well not for me apparently because I barely had time to realize I'd won before everything went straight to hell. Now I'd say pardon my language but my parents always told me there's a time and a place for everything, and if there was ever a time and a place to curse till the air turned blue this would be it. Things are so different from the way they were before, there was a time I could go almost anywhere in the world and people would know me and cheer me as a hero, now I don't dare show my face for fear of what would happen. I don't even know where to begin explaining where it all went wrong, it had all gone so right too. I had found my girl, my best friend had his girl and it seemed like even though we were sky high the only way to go was up. Then everything went wrong, in the space of barely two months the happily ever after I'd built for myself and for what seemed like the whole world was completely destroyed. Turns out I hadn't quite beaten the bad guys as completely as I thought I had, a minor detail I overlooked that came back to bite me in the worst kind of way. But I've also forgotten another detail, my name, it's probably not important since I'll be long dead by the time anyone hears this but my name is…

"Ron!"

Ron Stoppable pulled himself away from the cheesy action movie on the TV to see his best friend standing behind him with her hands on her hips and a mild glare on her face.

"Hey KP," he said sheepishly, "finish that last final?"

"Yes," she sighed and her face softened, "but you had that on so loud I could hear it biking back from my exam. What are you even watching?"

"Super Mega Doom II," Ron thumbed through the TV Guide, "one of the many fine movies TV Trash Heap's new movie channel brings to our screens."

"How did you ever talk your parents into springing for cable for us," Kim laughed as she took a seat next to Ron, "and change the channel Agony County is coming on."

"Kim it's a rerun," Ron moaned as his friend took the remote from him, "they're all reruns now. And talking my parents into cable was easy, since dad figured it wasn't a fad he's been totally into it. What I still want to know is how did you talk your dad into letting us get a house together, he hasn't forgotten I'm a boy right."

"Come on Ron," Kim stretched out over the couch, "you were there when I told my parents about Tara and me. My parents were totally happy for me but you do remember dad taking about five seconds to switch from boys and his little girl to girls and his little girl, right?"

"True," Ron scratched at his chin, "but Tara didn't get the black hole deep talk."

"True," Kim mimicked the motion, "but Tara can do the puppy dog pout."

"I still don't see how that got her out of the black hole deep talk," Ron sulked, "I had the total innocence routine going on when I finally met Bonnie's dad but he still gave your dad a run for his money with the images he painted for me if I was ever stupid enough to break Bonnie's heart."

"Come on Ron," Kim leaned back into the couch, "you know as well as I do that you and my dad are powerless against the puppy dog pout. It's how Tara has gone two and a half years without getting a black hole threat or whatever dad feels like launching someone into now. Seriously, if Bonnie can use it to get you up before nine thirty on a weekend I don't see how you have so many problems imagining Tara using it to avoid the fam to girlfriend talk."

Ron sighed but leaned back into the couch and the two friends enjoyed their victory over fall semester with some well deserved veg time before packing everything up for their trip back to Middleton the next day.

Two and a half years ago Team Possible, now boasting Bonnie as a new member, had overcome their greatest challenge to date. Dr. Drakken's Little Diablos had kept everyone in the dark until it was nearly too late. But nearly was enough for the good guys to eke out a win as Ron and Bonnie had disabled the Diablos while Kim defeated Shego who had kidnapped Tara in a failed effort to force her surrender.

It was around this time that everything changed… and stayed the same. It was during that mission Kim had finally come to accept Bonnie as part of the team. And though ever since he had asked her to the prom Ron and Bonnie had been a couple of a sort it was only then that they really emerged as boyfriend and girlfriend. Another couple had emerged from the events, ever since Kim had kissed Tara in a panic driven effort to drive Bonnie off the team there had been something between the two. And it was Tara being kidnapped by Shego and Kim's rescue that had driven the two to admit their feelings and with their friends encouragement make an attempt at being a couple.

But for all that everything might seem different things actually changed very little. Sure Ron was dating Bonnie and Kim was dating Tara, but that didn't mean that Kim and Ron or Bonnie and Tara weren't still best friends. And it wasn't like any of them had undergone any drastic changes, Ron and Tara had become less prone to blonde moments, Kim and Bonnie had softened up a bit with their perfectionism. All things real life would have gotten around to sooner or later but this was simply an easier way and one with benefits for all involved.

Even among the villains things hadn't changed that much, there were of course some new faces to the gallery but each had as little luck as the next one over in overcoming Team Possible. Particularly since Wade had over the last two and a half years gotten the battlesuit not quite perfected but the glitches were fewer and further between with each passing week. So confident was he that Wade was even planning on starting work on a second battlesuit for Bonnie. Unfortunately Ron's Mystical Monkey Power had grown quite a bit since the Diablo incident and try as he might Wade could not make the circuitry of the battlesuit work in its presence meaning Ron would be unable to repeat his feat of using the battlesuit as he had to get onto the football team after misinterpreting overhearing Bonnie, Kim, and Monique talking about trading up to a new phone at the start of senior year.

The only great disappointment of the last two and a half years had been Clone Bonnie, everyone had hoped that with her real self to help her she might grow into as normal an individual as a clone could possibly be. However Clone Bonnie had latched onto Connie and Lonnie and absorbed all their worst traits as well as gaining an even greater loathing for her real self. All this had come to a head at the beginning of second semester senior year when Clone Bonnie had tried to do away with her real self and take Ron for her own. As mad as Bonnie had been about her clone trying to kill her she had been far more livid about her clone trying to steal her boyfriend. Clone Bonnie had been put into prison and though their personalities were completely different and they had grown for two and a half years under completely different circumstances to anyone who didn't know the real Bonnie her clone remained indistinguishable from the original.

Midway through the episode the mind numbing plotlines became too much for Ron to take and he joined his naked mole rat in the land of those asleep. The next thing he knew an alarm was going off, not the smoke alarm, or his Mystical Monkey Power, or even the Kimmunicator. This was one of those alarms you simply get when you know something bad has happened and you can't avoid it. Prying himself up from the couch Ron noticed that Kim had left her seat some time ago and the TV was turned off, warily moving around Ron stalked about the house looking for the source of his dread. And then he saw it, something worse than toenail fungus, worse than Cousin Shawn before the Attitudinator, worse than even being stuck in that monkey channel. Kim was cooking.

"Don't even think about running," Kim didn't turn but brandished her cutting knife very menacingly, "I've been planning this meal for two weeks and working on it for the last two hours, you are eating this food."

Ron gulped at that, 'food' when applied to Kim's cooking was a very loose definition indeed. Best friend or not Ron had to say that Kim's cooking should have counted as a human rights violation, two years of his instruction meant that she no longer destroyed kitchen appliances to the point where stores just asked what he needed when he called. But burning water was something she still remained capapble of despite even Wade being unable to figure out just how that was physically possible.

Faced with the prospect of an irate Kim however Ron decided to take his chances with her cooking and sat down as Kim dished out the… goop wasn't the right word but there was no adequate description in any language Ron could think of that would describe what Kim put on his plate. Curious pokes with the fork revealed that it was at least safe to eat as it didn't melt the fork, something that had happened before. A cautious taste though confirmed once again that Kim Possible was not a person who should be let into the kitchen with any intention of cooking. Sure the food was edible but then strictly speaking so was the mystery meat at Middleton High School's cafeteria.

"So how is it?" Kim stood in front of him with a hopeful look but also the full expectation of a catastrophe.

"It's better than last time," Ron said with a smile on his face. Leaving unsaid of course that better than last time still left leaps and bounds before it would be palatable as opposed to merely edible.

"Thanks for being kind about it," Kim sat down with a huff, "at least you're not bolting for Bonnie and Tara's house anymore when I cook."

"They're never too happy when I barge in unannounced," Ron pushed the plate away, "you ever think you're gonna find out they're hiding something KP, like walk in and find them having some fun with each other?"

"Ron!" Kim laughed, "as much as I'm sure you'd love to walk in on something like that you know as well as I do it's never going to happen. I know Tara's not going to do something like that and last I checked Bonnie was relishing that her sisters couldn't get on her case about doing it before she's married and she's not going to give that up."

"True," Ron sighed wistfully, "but wouldn't it be cool to walk in on something like that. I'd die a happy man."

"You and every other college aged man in the world," Kim sniffed at her cooking and quickly pushed her own plate back, "and what brought this on, more people thinking that we're a bit more than just best friends?"

"No," Ron said, "though I am surprised you've managed to live under the same roof as Ron Stoppable for so long without trying to have your way with me. I was just tossing the idea out there, you know wasn't quite sure what was going on with them."

"Well would you be too happy if people just randomly came into our house without any warning?" Kim got up and got some leftovers out of the fridge, "I can't say I would be and I doubt Bonnie and Tara would enjoy it that much even if it's you doing it."

"That depends on who it is and what they're here for," Ron smiled playfully, "if it was Bonnie and she wanted to surprise me with a make out session I can't say I'd have that many complaints about her showing up unannounced."

"That's just because she's your girlfriend," Kim quirked an eyebrow, "if it was Bonnie's clone I doubt you'd be nearly so happy to have her dropping by."

"Now that's just not fair," Ron said as he and Kim dug into the reheated leftovers, "if Clone Bonnie showed up we'd have a whole different set of problems on our hands. But you can't tell me that if Tara dropped by and she didn't tell you but she wanted to spend a little fun time together you'd be too unhappy about that?"

"Well you're back to the whole fact that it would be my girlfriend showing up," Kim spoke around a mouthful, "anyways isn't this all about the fact that you don't like my cooking?"

"No offense KP," Ron finished his plate well ahead of Kim and got up for seconds, "but you don't like your cooking all that much. And this is not about how bad your cooking is, I don't think this conversation know what it's supposed to be about anymore."

"Not like that's ever stopped us before," Kim laughed, "I don't suppose I have to ask if you're going to spend Christmas Eve at my house."

"I'm wounded," Ron held his hands over his heart in mock hurt, "of course I'm going to spend Christmas Eve with you, I'm dragging myself up early and spending the morning with Bonnie and then after lunch I'll head over to your house and be there by the time your dad starts making his eggnog, Rufus would never forgive me if we missed that."

"There was that one year," Kim pointed out, "what do you say about that?"

"There were extenuating circumstances," Ron whined, "a perfectly good explanation."

"You were stuck in an oversized garbage can with Dr. Drakken," Kim said very dryly, "I'd hardly call that extenuating. And Rufus still gorged himself on eggnog when we got back to my house."

"That was so an extenuating circumstance," Ron leaned forward and his eyes narrowed.

"Was not," Kim went into the same posture.

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"There's only one way to solve this," Kim got up and slowly started stalking around the table."

"Oh no," Ron scooted back and jumped up, "not that."

"Oh yes," Kim smirked before jumping forward and digging her fingers into Ron's sides as a massive tickle fight began that continued until the two exhausted themselves and fell asleep on the couch.

-Bonnie & Tara-

"Today is a great day," Bonnie walked into the house and beamed at Tara on the couch watching some old action flick, "and do you know why?"

"You're done with your last final?" Tara turned towards her with a curious look on her face.

"Well yes," Bonnie sat down next to her, "but that wasn't what I was thinking."

Tara chewed her lip in thought, "Ron surprised you with some really cool Christmas present early?"

"No," Bonnie shook her head, "that would be so cool though."

"Hmm," Tara pondered, "you… found an unbelievably great deal at the mall?"

"Still not it," Bonnie grabbed the remote and changed the channel from the movie to Agony County, "give up?"

"Yeah," Tara sighed, "what's got you in such a good mood?"

"I talked to my parents today," Bonnie had a huge smile on her face.

"Um Bonnie," Tara said cautiously, "are you alright, talking to your parents usually means Ron and I are going to have to spend a whole week calming you back down."

"Usually," Bonnie held up a hand to stop Tara's response, "but they said that my sisters aren't coming home for break this year! Oh I almost danced back from campus."

"You had me worried there for a second," Tara's face lit up with a smile, "I thought you might be your clone or something like that. But that's great about your sisters, you might actually enjoy your entire Christmas this year without them there to mess it all up."

"I'm so used to boarding myself in my room between Ron leaving in the morning and you coming over in the afternoon I don't know what I'll do this year," Bonnie laughed, "maybe I'll drop by his house and give him a little taste of his own medicine for all the times he ran in here without telling us when he was fleeing Kim's cooking."

"Well in his defense that is a pretty good reason to run," Tara spoke up in defense of her fellow blonde, "he did always seem to show up when you were just getting out of the shower, you've got to wonder if he was ever trying to sneak a peek."

"He wouldn't do that," Bonnie scoffed, "he knows I'd kill him if he tried and even if he lived he still knows he's not getting any until after he says I do. And where did you even come up with that, that's almost as crazy as him worrying about walking in on us with each other."

Tara's eyes went wide in worry "You don't think he and Kim actually worry about that? They know we're just best friends… right?"

Bonnie put a hand on her friend's shoulder to calm her down, "Well I'm pretty sure Kim doesn't worry about that, she's smart and she knows you two are perfect for each other. And Ron's a college aged man, he probably worries more about missing it then walking in on it."

"Bonnie that's terrible," Tara's worry dissolved into laughter, "how can you say that about your own boyfriend?"

"Easy," Bonnie laughed along with her, "I know him. Now come on, let's get some dinner."

The two girls went into their kitchen for dinner, which proved to be a far less harrowing experience than Ron and Kim with her cooking. After that they went to their rooms to finish packing for the next day.

" Tara," Bonnie poked her head out her door as she shouted, "Have you seen my blue hoodie?"

"Yeah," Tara poked her head out of her door holding the item in question, "can I borrow it for tomorrow, I'll bring it back when I get back from visiting my great aunt."

"Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" Bonnie stepped out into the hall, "our parents will be fine if we take an extra day to get back."

"It's fine," Tara did likewise, "my great aunt is a very and I mean very old fashioned lady, she almost had a heart attack when she saw my cheerleader uniform back in high school. I don't see why you guys should have to be in the middle of us not getting along that well. Normally I wouldn't be going but she's getting up there in years and I'd like to at least let her know that she's still family and I don't hate her."

"I don't think you could hate anyone if you tried," Bonnie smiled, "just ignore her if she goes on any tirades and when you get back we'll do a girls night out, just the two of us, to make you feel better."

"It won't be that bad," Tara shook her head lightly, "she almost went apoplectic when she heard about Kim and me but my parents managed to convince her if not to be happy about it at least accept that it's what I want and I'm not any different then I was before. And I think she knows that this is probably the last chance we're going to have to make peace so if she's willing to get over herself I'm willing to get over myself."

"I wish I was half as forgiving as you," Bonnie said with a hint of sadness in her voice, "as soon as I can manage it I'll see my family as little as humanly possible."

"It's alright," Tara walked the short distance between their rooms and hugged her best friend, "hey, you done packing yet?"

"Not even close," Bonnie laughed, "Ron's procrastination has worn off on me in some things."

"Well I'm done," Tara said, "I'll help you finish packing and we can goof off for the rest of the night, Super Mega Doom III is on in half an hour."

Laughing the two friend walked back into Bonnie's room to wage what would be an epic battle against Bonnie's army of suitcases.

AN: Yes life is good, I finished my semester one B+ short of straight A's and you get not one story but two new stories, I'll give you some time to celebrate. Time over so on to business, most of this chapter, in particular the bit about Ron worrying more about missing it is taken straight from real life, funny how it works like that. I know not much happened in this chapter but like the first one there needs to be some build-up and I need to catch you all up. So if you haven't already head on over and check out my other new fare this week, ciao all.