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Happy Birthday Ron Stoppable	By : Doug4422 Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Part II

Friday night came quickly for the members of the Middleton High School cheer squad, how they were able to keep a straight face around Ron was unknown, Bonnie had stopped by Kim’s locker before the end of the day, where she and Kim struck up a conversation,

“Man, I’m getting a little antsy just waiting, tonight is not going to come soon enough.” she said,

“Tell me about it.” Kim said, shifting her weight from her left leg, to her right,

“How are the others holding out?” Bonnie asked,

“Tara’s about to blast through the ceiling, Hope is bouncing off the walls, and Marcella, if she doesn’t settle down, she’s gonna end up blowing it all for us.” Kim replied,

“Yeah, I don’t know how many times I had to kick her under the table at lunch this afternoon, if she would’ve been talking any louder, she would’ve blown it right then.” Bonnie said,

“See you tonight, then?” Kim asked, looking at Bonnie,

“Wouldn’t miss it, see ya later, K.” Bonnie said, walking away, just as Ron walked up to her,

“Hey, KP, ready to hit it?” he asked,

“Yeah, sure,” she replied, then, sensing her chance, she moved in, “Uh . . . Ron, are you and Felix planning a game night tonight?”

“We were, unless you got something planned.” Ron said, cocking an eyebrow,

“I was just asking, what time are you going to get back home?” Kim asked,

“About the same time I always do, why?” Ron asked,

“Midnight?” Kim asked,

“Yeah, why, do you have something planned?” Ron asked,

“No, what would make you think that?” Kim asked, watching Ron go somewhat softer,

“You don’t usually ask those questions, especially since you know my routine better than you know your own.” Ron replied, his eyebrows threatening to disappear into his hair,

“I was just wondering, because if you got something planned, Monique and I are going to hit the mall tonight.” Kim replied, hoping that she recovered well enough to make Ron buy it, it must’ve worked, because he stopped asking questions,

‘Smooth one, Possible,’ Kim thought, ‘You’re worried about Marcella blowing it, and you almost let the cat out of the bag, way to go.’

Later that afternoon, at Kim’s house:

Kim had told her mother that she, and Monique were going to do a little shopping, and that she had planned to spend the night there,

“Okay, Kimmie, have a good night, then.” Mrs. Dr. Possible said,

“Oh, I plan to.” Kim replied, it was fortunate for her, that her mother didn’t catch the underlying meaning of that statement.

Once out of sight of the house, Monique, and Kim met up with Bonnie, who was carrying a small bag of some kind,

“What’s in there?” Kim asked,

“What do you think, my little outfit for the night.” Bonnie replied, jumping into the back seat of Monique’s convertible, they would follow up with the other members of the cheer squad at Bueno Nacho, all of them were sitting at the booth that was normally occupied by Kim and Ron,

“Everyone ready for this?” Kim asked, she really didn’t need to ask that question, she knew that they, like her, had all been waiting for this moment,

“Kim, duh, we wouldn’t be here if we weren’t ready for this.” Marcella said, holding onto a bag which contained her surprise for Ron,

“So, how are you going to get a hold of Ron’s hockey jersey, K?” Bonnie asked,

“Oh, he has more than one, he likes the way it looks, so he bought like five of them.” Kim replied, smiling,

“Oh, you’re going to raid his dresser when we get there, aren’t you?” Hope asked, she was wearing a simple pink dress, the others were dressed just as simply.

Monique was wearing her trademark red dress, Bonnie had opted for her pink tank top, and red skirt, Tara was wearing a white top, and white shorts, Kim was wearing her black, long sleeve shirt, and red skirt, and Marcella was wearing a purple shirt, and a matching knee length skirt, Jessica was wearing a blue shirt, and what appeared to be a blue and white tartan style skirt,

“I’ll worry about that when we get there, now, time for phase two of our plan, getting inside of the house.” Kim replied, smiling,

“Yeah, let’s go, I want to get started as soon as possible.” Tara said, smiling.

Eleven thirty, at the home of Felix Renton:

Felix had been prophetic in what he had said to Ron the day before, that he wouldn’t win a third weekend in a row,

“Told you, Ronman.” Felix said, smiling widely,

“Stupid wireless.” Ron said,

“Once again, it’s the controller’s fault.” Felix said, laughing,

“I’m hungry, any more pizza left?” Ron asked,

“Yeah, right over there, want some?” Felix said, opening the pizza box with one of the cyberrobotic hands that were installed on his wheelchair,

“Sure thing, hey, can you do me a favor tonight?” Ron asked, looking at Felix,

“What’s up, Ronman?” Felix asked,

“Well, I want to know if you’ll watch Rufus for me this weekend, just until Sunday.” Ron said,

“Sure, you and Kim got some big plans for the weekend?” Felix asked,

“Sure do, my birthday is tomorrow, and I want to spend the entire day with Kim, just me, and her.” Ron replied,

“Well, Happy Birthday, buddy, what is it, eighteen?” Felix asked,

“Yep.” Ron replied, smiling,

“Uh-huh, you’re going to be doing more than just spending time with Kim, aren’t you?” Felix asked,

“Only if she wants to, I won’t take it from her by force, I respect her too much for that.” Ron replied,

“I’m only playing you, Ronman.” Felix said, a smile on his face,

“Yeah, ha-ha, good one, I gotta go, need to get some go juice for the beast, and then, I’m gonna find out what my pillow in my bed is doing.” Ron said, heading for the door,

“Catch ya later, Ron, I’ll take good care of Rufus for you.” Felix said, Ron waved back as he walked out the door.

At the gas station, Ron filled up the tank of his motorcycle, and started it up, as soon as he was back on the road, he felt at peace,

‘Man, I was right, when it’s just me and my machine, and the open road, I kinda lose myself.’ he thought, as he turned onto the street where he lived, he quickly looked down at his watch, and smiled,

‘Midnight, I wonder if KP’s awake?’ Ron thought, then, answering himself out loud, he added,

“Nah, she’s probably not even home, knowing her, and Monique. When those two get together, they’ve pretty much cleaned out Club Banana.”

He walked up to the front door, and inserted his key into the lock, but his movements were cut short, when he turned the doorknob, and the door came open,

‘Wait a minute, I’m pretty sure I locked the door.’ Ron thought to himself, he quickly closed the door, and opened the garage door, walking into the garage, he began searching the shelves, until he found what he was looking for, a sawed-off, 12 gauge double barreled shotgun, and some ammunition, he quickly loaded the shotgun, and proceeded into the house,

“I have a loaded weapon!” he said, clearly enough to let whoever was in the house know that his intentions were to do serious harm.

Slowly, he closed the door, and, looking at the door, he noticed a note attached to the door, in Kim’s neat handwriting:

Follow the trail upstairs to your birthday present, please take care in unwrapping, as it is very fragile. I’m waiting for you, baby.

Kim

‘And she said that she had nothing planned for me, Sheah!’ Ron thought, as he followed a train of rose petals up to his bedroom, where he found another note attached to his bedroom door, once again, it was in Kim’s neat handwriting:

Come inside, your present is just in here.

As Ron walked into the door, he noticed that Kim was not in the room, but for some reason, now that he was home, he thought to relax in front of his tv set, and play some video games, he closed the door to his room, and turned on the lamp on his desk. After that, several things happened in quick succession, the click of a door being locked, the giggling of several girls, and Kim’s voice, coming from outside his bedroom door,

“Gotcha, Ron.” she said, through gales of laughter,

“C’mon, Kim, this isn’t funny, let me out.” Ron said,

“Pipe down, Stoppable, we’ll let you out when the time is right.” came a voice of a member of the cheer squad,

“Marcella?” Ron asked,

“Oh, she’s not the only one out here.” came Bonnie’s voice from the other side of the door,

“C’mon, ladies, let me out, there’s no lock on this side of the door.” Ron said,

“I know, Ron, that’s why I locked the door, are you ready for your birthday present?” Kim asked,

“Birthday present, it’s not my birthday yet.” Ron said, completely non-plussed,

“I know, at least, not for another five minutes, now, you just get comfortable on that bed in there, and prepare to receive your birthday presents.” Bonnie replied, there was a hunger in her voice, one that even Ron recognized,

“Uh-oh, this is what I get for telling Kim about my fantasies.” Ron said in a soft voice, as he stretched out on his bed, and awaited whatever surprise these girls had cooked up for him.

Five minutes later:

Ron heard the click of the lock on his door precisely at midnight, and Monique came into the room, as the door closed behind her, it locked once again,

“Uh . . . hi, Monique, what’s up?” Ron asked nervously,

“I’m hoping you are.” Monique said, now reaching for the sash that held the red kimono she was wearing closed, once she had pulled on one end of the sash, and released the bow, she rolled her shoulders back, opening the Japanese gown, to reveal her body to Ron,

“Well, do you plan to finish what you start?” Ron asked,

“Oh, yeah.” Monique replied, walking up to Ron, and capturing his lips with hers, in a hungry kiss, that burned with passion.

CLIFFIE!!! TOO EVIL!!! Well, I needed something to whet your appetites for more, so, I can’t let you have all of the information just yet, can I?

Stay tuned for Part III, where the story gets real interesting, and REAL steamy, if you’re wearing glasses, might I recommend having a can of Easy-Off handy, you’re gonna need it.

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