The KP Chapters | By : Jayrich Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 113188 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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The Unbelievably Lucky Ron Stoppable
It’s 11:30am, as the Sun brightly shines into Ron Stoppable’s room, which looks like a Tornado hit it twice. Rufus is sleeping in Ron’s Sock Drawer, using one of his Socks as a Blanket. The room is eerily quiet, that is until Ron’s alarm clock goes off. “IT’S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!!” The song blares throughout the room as Ron is shocked awake. He reaches for something to grab onto, but ends up falling out of his bed, which wakes up Rufus. He picks himself up off the floor and grabs his Shirt. “Come on, Little Buddy, first Day of Spring Break. Which means nothing but Sun, Fun & Video Games!” Rufus stands up and yawns as Ron puts on his pants and a pair of Sandals. He grabs Rufus and runs into the bathroom. Grabbing his Toothbrush, he turns on the Faucet to the Sink and brushes his teeth. Rufus climbs onto the sink and grabs a Toothbrush of his own and brushes his. The two finish and dash out into the hall and down the stairs.
“MOM! I’m up! Got the Waffles ready?” He runs into the Kitchen to see nobody at home. Only a note left on the table. He grabs the note and read. “Dear Ronnie, your father and I have gone shopping since last night you cleaned out the Refrigerator with your mouth. We will be back this Afternoon.” Ron puts the note down and looks at Rufus. “Oh well, looks like it’s Bueno Nacho time!” Rufus shakes his head in excitement just as the house phone rings. Ron picks it up. “Hello? Casa De Stoppable.” “Ron, I’m so glad I caught you” It’s Kim on the other line. A smile comes onto Ron’s face. “Hey, Kim. So how’s Cheerleader Practice?” “It’s fine, but I need a favor from you. I ran out of the house and forgot to grab my Mom’s Medical Supplies. Can you go drop them off for me?” The smile on his face quickly turns into a frown. “Aw, Kim. You’re really cutting into my Ron time.” “Please & Thank You.” Ron finally caves. “Alright, I’m on my way.” “Good. The Tweebs should still be home so they’ll let you in. I owe you, Ron.” She hangs up the phone as Rufus crawls into Ron’s pocket and looks up at him, wondering what’s going on. “Looks like we gotta make a small detour, Rufus. But this won’t cut into our fun time.”
A Little Later…
Ron shows up outside of Kim’s house. He rings the doorbell, and a moment later the door swings open. Ron looks in and then quickly ducks as a Rocket shoots over his head followed by Kim’s Twin Brothers, Jim & Tim. “We should’ve used less fuel.” Ron stands back up, wondering what’s going on. “Uh, what’s with the Rocket?” Jim uses a Remote Control to try to call back the Rocket as Tim explains. “We heard NASA was willing to pay for a new Cleaner Burning Rocket Fuel. We succeeded, but it makes the Rocket a little harder to control.” Tim takes the control as Jim turns to Ron. “Kim called and said what you needed. Mom’s bag is upstairs in her room.” Just then, the Rocket crashes in a Neighbor’s Back Yard. “Oh no, Ms. O’Leary’s yard. We gotta get that Rocket back.”
They run off towards the Neighbor’s house as Ron heads inside. He climbs the stairs and walks into Kim’s Parents Room. The Bag’s not out in the open, so Ron decides to look for it. He checks the counter, under the bed, then checks the drawers. He opens one drawer, and his face starts to turn bright red as he sees what lies within…its Mrs. Possible’s underwear drawer. “Whoa!” He looks at the door to make sure no one’s watching, then grabs a few pair to see what they look like. He holds one up to reveal that it’s a Thong. “Oh, man. I never knew Mrs. P wore a thong! Dr. P is a lucky man!” He’s about to put the underwear back in the drawer when he notices a photo face down in the drawer. He picks up the photo to look at it, and his Dick almost shoots out of his pants. It’s Kim’s Mom, naked, and playing with her Huge Breasts. Ron drools uncontrollably, mesmerized by the photo. After a minute, Rufus snaps him out of it. He puts down the Photo and closes the drawer. His eyes gaze downward, and he sees her Medical Bag behind the door. He grabs it and runs back down the stairs, trying to get his mind off of what he just saw. “No! Stop it, Stoppable! That’s Kim’s Mom! What you’re thinking…it’s Sick & Wrong. Get your mind off of it!” He runs out of the house and closes the door behind him. Ron hops on a Public Bus headed Downtown as the Tweebs are getting scolded by Ms. O’Leary.
An Hour Later…
Ron arrives at the Hospital and walks through the sliding doors to see Mrs. Possible being congratulated by fellow Colleagues after a successful Brain Transfer Procedure. She sees Ron walking up to her and welcomes him. “Ronald! How nice of you to drop by. Kim told me what you’re doing. Sorry to cut into your free time.” “No problem, Dr. P.” He hands the bag over to Mrs. Possible. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some Nacos to scarf down. Plus, these hospitals bring back bad memories.” “Nonsense, Ronald. There’s nothing to fear from Hospitals. Probably just something that happened from your last Check-Up.” Ron gets nervous and starts to scratch the back of his head. “Uh, actually…I haven’t had a Check-Up in a while.” Mrs. Possible gets a motherly look on her face as she folds her arms. “Ronald…” “Don’t worry, Dr. P. It’s on my To-Do List. But a man like me does have Priorities. Like Half-Price Tuesday as Bueno Nacho!” He’s about to jet off to his favorite hangout when he’s grabbed by Mrs. Possible. “And a young man like you needs to keep healthy. A small Check-Up won’t take that much time out of today, Ronald.” “But you’re a Brain Surgeon, Dr. P.” She turns and smiles at Ron before leading him down the hall. “But I also studied Basic Medicine in Medical School, which means I’m more than Qualified to perform Check-Ups on Patients.”
She leads him to her Office. He’s about to walk in when she puts her hand up to stop him. “Sorry, Ron. But Rufus has to stay in the Waiting Room. Sterilization Rules” Rufus looks upset, but he jumps out of Ron’s pocket and scampers off to the Waiting Room. Ron walks into her Office and waits as Mrs. Possible remains outside. “I’ll be right with you, Ronald. Just have to make a quick phone call. She walks down the hall to the end and pulls out her Cell Phone, dialing in a number. She puts the phone to her ear and listens to it ring for a few moments before someone answers. “Hello?” “Honey, it’s me.” “Oh, Hey sweetie. Everything OK at work?” “Yes, it’s fine James. Just wondering if we’re still on for tonight. The Twins are going to a Sleepover, and Kim’s got a Stakeout Mission. So it’ll just be you & me.” “Oh, I’m sorry, Sweetie. But I gotta pull an all nighter tonight. NASA’s really been bugging us to finish our Robot so they can send it to explore Jupiter. I hope you’re not too disappointed.” She sighed, looking very disappointed. “No…no, it’s OK, Honey. I’ll see you when you get home.” She hangs up the phone, too upset to even say goodbye. She stands there, with her fist clenched tightly, as her mood changes from Disappointment to Frustration. She then turns back to the room to start her Check-Up on Ron. “You know…I’m beginning to think that I’ll never get laid.”
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