“…It’s like rain on your wedding day, it’s a free ride when you’ve already paid, it’s the good advice that just didn’t take, and who have thought…it figures” -- Alanis Morissette “Ironic”

FOR A RAINY DAY

Ron took another sip from his Coke as he studied the cards laid out before him. Solitaire wasn’t all that complicated a game when you understood how to play it right. No if anything it was more frustrating in that there’s no guarantee you can actually win in the end, but that didn’t bother him. To him solitaire was like life in that they were similar because there was no guarantee that you’ll ever win out in the end. No, Ron thought, all you could do is give it your all and try to make the right decisions when they come, like laying that Jack of Clubs over that Queen of Hearts, and hope it all works out.

Which brought Ron back to his first line of thoughts as he glanced up and looked out his tree house door as the rain poured on trying not to imagine where Kim was and more importantly who she was with – Eric.

There was no grey area when it came to solitaire. The details about the card’s suit didn’t matter at all only its color and its number. You lay a black seven over a red eight and you then lay a red six over that black seven and then so on so forth alternating between colors. If only life could be like that because it would simplify things out so much.

He wasn’t all that bad at first because, well, he’s a lot like me, Ron thought, but for some strange reason Kim found that attractive. The only real difference between the two of us was that he was more mature Ron decided. So then what does that say about me? That if I am ever going to have a shot with Kim then I need to somehow grow up and completely alter my personality and attitude towards things? Is that what Kim wants? Is that why she’s out having lunch with him right now and dinner later tonight instead of wolfing down nacos with me and Rufus and then watching TV trash later on, again with me? Is that why she holds his hand when the two walk together down the hall after History when she used to meet me at my locker to bitch about how much of a bitch Bonnie is or how annoying her brothers are? I mean am I Ron Stoppable, Kim’s best friend, suddenly not good enough for her time? Do I have to change so I can be with her?

Do I even want to change for her, would it make a difference?

“Knock knock,” Kim smiled as she stood at his door and despite his mood Ron couldn’t help but return that smile.

“Hey,” so Ron smiled and then laughed out loud when he saw what she was wearing to which Kim just rolled her eyes.

“Yea, yea, go ahead and laugh it up better to just get it out of your system now,” Kim groaned as she took of her bright yellow raincoat soon followed by her hot pink goulashes and lastly her blue and pink rain proof pants. All of which seemed redundant since she had an umbrella shielding her from the downpour she endured on the way to his house. When she finished stripping off her outerwear she straightened out her green tank top and blue jeans before glancing back to Ron and ended up doing a double take at his sight.

Unlike Kim Ron didn’t bother with any outwear whatsoever and despite the short walk to his tree house in the woods behind his house he still managed to soak his T-Shirt to the point that it might as well have been a second skin given the way it had clung to him. The damp shirt, damp being an understatement, quickly cooled from the exposure to the air and after two minutes Ron tossed it onto a nearby chair and instead draped a towel over his shoulders effectively showing off his chest and upper torso.

For ten whole seconds Kim completely forgot who she was staring at.

Clad only in his jeans and boxers, his soggy shoes and socks also removed, Ron’s chiseled chest was revealed to Kim for the first time in almost an entire year. In that year not only had his chest developed more muscle but he also had one of the sexiest six packs she had ever seen and although his arms weren’t as developed as his torso they were still nothing to laugh at and just the thought of those arms holding her close to him sent shivers up her spine and – what!

“Earth to KP,” Ron repeated himself.

“H-huh?”

“Kim what? You were just standing there and staring at me so what? Do I got like some sort of mole or something?” Ron asked as he began to inspect himself over.

“Oh umm no – no that’s not it I was just err thinking and umm thinking yea,” Kim said trying to hide a blush that went almost unnoticed by Ron but to as the reason why he hadn’t the faintest and so chalked it up to just another one of things that guys would never understand about women. He was about to ask why she was wearing that God awful getup when Kim couldn’t help blurt out, “Ron when did it happen?”

“When did a what happen?” Ron said now thoroughly confused.

“Umm I mean just,” Kim gestured helplessly at his muscular build, “this.”

After glancing down and looking himself over again Ron looked back up with understanding in his eyes, “Oh uh this?”

“Yea I mean are you working out regularly or-”

“Well,” Ron hesitated trying to think of the best way to put it, “yes and no.”

“Huh?”

“C’mon Kim between climbing up sheer cliffs, swimming in rapids, running and dodging lasers left and right, as well as frequent pushups and chin-ups well I dunno kinda like an unexpected side effect,” Ron joked trying to hide a slight blush.

“Yea,” Kim said seeing right through his modesty, “saving the world does that to ya.”

“Yea,” Ron agreed as he took a few seconds to look her over causing Kim to blush this time, “yea I guess it really does.” After a moment’s awkward silence Ron turned his head away briefly but quickly swung it back with a wry grin on his face, “So KP… afraid of a little rain?”

“God,” Kim groaned as she crossed her legs and sat down on the floor opposite Ron. “Can you believe him? Honestly. ‘Kimmie Cub no way, no how, are you going out there without your coat and umbrella!’ ‘Dad it’s not a hurricane just a slight downpour!’ ‘Kimmie until you’re a responsible 18 year old adult you will listen to me! What I say goes and I do not want to see my little Kimmie Cub staying home from school because she caught a cold from prancing about in the rain without her coat!’ You can guess the rest,” Kim said.

“Definitely,” Ron nodded and smiled again, “but what about the rest of your ensemble? The pants, goulashes-”

“Let’s just say if you give a mouse a cookie-”

“He’ll want a glass of milk.”

“Exactly and you wanna know what’s worse?”

“He still refers to you as Kimmie Cub?”

“Well,” Kim said taking it into consideration, “normally yes but he didn’t stop at the staying home school excuse.”

“Oh?”

“What I mean is he pulled out the ‘You don’t want Eric worrying about you do you?’ card,” Kim said rolling her eyes again causing her to miss Ron’s slight flinch at his rival’s name.

Is he my rival? I mean does it count if I’m not even in the running? Kim doesn’t know I like her, no not like – love – there’s no other term worthy enough of my appreciation for her, so if she doesn’t know I’m in love with her then there’s no competition I mean – no! No woman is a prize to be won especially Kim! So then no he’s not my rival but rather my… screw it I’ll just say rival for lack of better term but can he be a rival if I’m not fighting back? That I’m allowing Kim her own free choice to decide who she wants to go out with? Free choice meaning no feelings of pressure or guilt from her “best friend?” No, Ron decided, if anything I support her relationship with that jerk because hey if it makes her happy then I’m happy for her. All I want is Kim to be happy which seems a bit odd Ron noticed when he saw the look of disgust spreading across her face.

“Kim? Kim is there something wrong? I mean I know we haven’t been hanging out all that much lately but you can still count on me you know? I’m here for you no matter what.” Ron smiled, “Whether it’s saving the world or just to spend some time together on a rainy day?”

Kim returned his smile with one of her own and scooped up his cards, shuffled them expertly, and passed out seven each, “Go Fish.”

This is more like it Ron thought, “Sounds good.”

“Yea… okay do you have any twos?”

“Hmm,” Ron said rubbing his chin thoughtfully but when Kim looked into his dark brown eyes she could easily see through his mask of contemplation and see the playfulness sparkling in their depths. So it came to know surprise when he stuck his tongue out and said, “Go Fish.” As she pulled out another card Ron asked, “So are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

“Hmm?”

“C’mon Kim,” Ron said giving her a knowing look, “your supposed to be having lunch with Eric right now, when you told me about your dad pulling the ‘Eric Card’ you made a sound like you were about to puke, and instead of waiting to talk about whatever’s troubling you when the weather improved like a normal person you instead go outside in an outfit that not even I would be caught dead in. I’m flattered my opinion matters so much but you still could’ve called or waited or something.”

“Well there’s a storm out Ron and thunder and lightning aren’t exactly-”

“No lightning, just rain,” Ron said, “why would you run all the way through it to see me? What couldn’t wait? What did you come here for that couldn’t possibly wait till’ later?”

Kim tried giving him her best puppy dog pout but when he didn’t even blink Kim sighed in frustration, “Is it just you or does this pout simply not work on anyone anymore?”

Ron couldn’t help but smile, “Just me I think as for why I don’t-”

“You know me Ron,” Kim said any hints of a smile gone. Her tone taking on that of a serious note that broke no room for debate as she held her eyes steady on his. Her emerald green orbs captured in a beautiful dance with his intense brown eyes each pair displaying the strength of their emotions for the other quelling any doubts he might’ve had about the depths of their friendship. “You know me like no other,” Kim continued, “and God only knows how many times I tried this pout on you so really I guess it was only a matter of time before it wore off… unfortunately.”

Ron nodded in agreement, “Couldn’t’ve said it better myself.”

“Shut up,” Kim growled, “still sucks.”

“Ok, ok,” Ron laughed before growing serious again, “now c’mon what’s up?”

Kim sighed, “Okay look, go easy on me please, me and Eric sort of broke up the other day.”

Ron nearly choked on his soda at the news “What? What happened?”

“Ron chill it wasn’t-”

“Did he hurt you?” Ron couldn’t help but ask. If that bastard hurt her in anyway well… Ron smiled, an evil smile that Kim hadn’t seen since he went super evil from the whole incident with the attitude adjustment machine, if he hurt her well hey that means I have a license to kill that annoying prick! Well probably not license to kill but-

“Ron?” Kim said nervously growing slightly worried at his reaction as well as the thoughts that probably lingered on beating Eric to a pulp that Kim could easily see running through his head.

“Hmm? Oh my bad KP,” Ron said trying to pull his mind away from those oh so tempting thoughts of pleasurable ass kicking. “But wait answer me, Kim, did he hurt you? Because if he did I swear that son of a-”

“Ron!” Kim nearly shouted grabbing his hands in hers and couldn’t help but wonder when his hands had grown so big. Shaking her head she cleared her thoughts and looked at him, “He didn’t hurt me… ok? I mean hello Kim Possible here I fight people like Shego on a day to day basis and no offense to Eric, well actually more offense the better, but I can totally take care of a cheating lying pig like him!”

“He cheated on you?” Ron growled his fists clenched his temper clearly growing short.

“Oops?” Kim offered softly not meaning to let that slide out at least not when he looked so close to losing it to which she was more than surprised. Ron didn’t get pissed with people. Well not most people she corrected herself. He was always the more lay back and take life as it comes sort of guy so what make this time different?

“Did he hurt you?” Ron asked again.

“God! No okay? He didn’t hurt me! What’s the big deal Ron? You and me have fought against super villains and robots and-”

“Not all wounds are physical Kim,” Ron stated never breaking eye contact as he gently held her hands in his.

Kim sighed and shook her head, “What do you want me to say Ron? Does it hurt? Well duh of course it does but hey it comes with the territory. Love has its risks and this is one of them. I mean, erg, when you get a girlfriend you’ll understand better.”

“What?” Ron said jerking his hands away from hers. “Just because I never had a girlfriend you think I know nothing about love?”

“I didn’t say that!”

“But it’s what you meant!”

“No, I mean, God I can’t deal with this right now you know?” Kim said as she moved to get up, “You know I came here hoping I could vent and you’d listen and maybe understand but now you’re getting all ‘Grrr’ and pissed off and wanting to rip Eric’s head off and look I just can’t deal with that so-”

“Kimberly,” Ron said softly, almost inaudibly, but the sound of her full name from his lips stopped her dead in her tracks, “please just please sit down.” Still taken aback at the use of her full first name she did what was asked and sat back down across from him, unbeknownst to both of just how much more closer they were sitting than earlier. “I’m sorry,” Ron said apologetically.

Kim sighed, “Me too. I’m sorry I mean I never should’ve said that you didn’t have a clue about love.”

“Yea well I never should’ve gone off the deep end and wanting to smash Eric’s head on a rock.”

“Wait? You want to smash Eric’s head on a rock?”

“Umm maybe a little?”

“Ron…”

“Point is KP,” Ron said trying to move off the subject before either of them lost their cool again, “he hurt you. Emotionally speaking and well if breaking a few of his bones is the only punishment a simple minded bipod like myself can come up with then-”

“A few bones? Ron you just said you wanted to bash his brains out!”

“Point is,” Ron said ignoring Kim’s small interruption, “I care about you Kim. You know that right? And hearing that he took your love for granted, like it was nothing, and just passed it up for someone else that makes me just wanna-”

Kim couldn’t help the smile forming on her lips as she held up her hand, “I got it and… thank you.”

“So what are you going to do now?”

Kim shrugged, “There’s a guy in my English class that is pretty cute and he has this really cool vibe that is just impossible not to pick up on.”

Ron could see he indecision as clearly as the sun on a bright cloudless day, “But?”

She sighed giving him a glance before finding her hands, still held in his, very interesting. How does he do that anyway, she asked herself. I mean I know I’ve totally known Ron for like ever and ever since… okay just leave it at like forever Kim because well you might as well have known him for that long. We’re inseparable there’s just no other term for it. So really is it all that of a surprise that he can read me just as easily I can read him? Kim sighed, but if only I could. I mean looking back on that whole truth ray thing for example. If that didn’t show everyone who the real Ron was, underneath that goofy looking exterior, well then nothing will. I mean that was the first time in all my life I could really see him for who he really is. All his defenses and shields completely dropped allowing both me and everyone else to see the real man inside and how incredible he could be. Kim sighed, and me? It might as well be a hobby for him. Being able to see past my own defenses and read me like the proverbial book. I mean today for example he just knew something was up! Just knew it! And even if I didn’t come charging to him through a heavy rain in the most ridiculous outfit I have ever worn something still tells me he would’ve still seen my real emotions soon enough. Yea I can read him pretty well but when compared to the way he looks at me sometimes. He knows me like no one else and it just irks me to no end that I can’t see him just as easily which then leads me to a whole new question.

What are you hiding Ron?

“But?” Ron said again.

“Oh sorry,” Kim blushed again bringing a small smile to his face, “I got caught up in my thoughts.”

“You were telling me about this guy you just totally digged in your math class.”

“Hey I so didn’t say ‘totally digged,’” Kim said with mock anger.

Ron shrugged, “Same impression but Kim that’s not what you want I mean well… it isn’t is it?”

Exhibit “A” for the prosecution your honor: Ron being able to tell that I’m not seriously considering jumping back into another relationship yet. I mean, well, I’m not right?

God he’s like that stupid Oracle form the Matrix that he just made me watch over and over again until I had to bribe him for an entire week of eating at Bueno Nacho – which is never a good bribe. ‘You already made the choice now you’re here to understand why you made it,’ that Oracle chick said or well something like that?

“”I don’t honestly know Ron,” Kim admitted to him as well as to herself for the first time. “I feel like… I’ve been in relationships and some were good and others bad but lately it’s been mostly with the bad and I just feel sort of like, kind of-”

“Lost?”

“Is it that bad?”

“Not at all,” Ron said after a moment’s thought. “A mistake that I see so many people make is that as soon as one relationship goes cold they jump to the closest warm body they can find without taking any time out for themselves to maybe build a fire and warm yourself back up before heading back into the cold. To sort of allow yourself some time to heal and find real closure before making a go of it again. To be frank, rebound boyfriends, they’re just a vicious cycle that isn’t healthy to you and definitely not fair to the designated “rebound” because you will still be in love from your recent ex-lover.”

“Eric and I weren’t in love Ron.”

“You still cared for him right?”

“Well yea.”

“And it hurts that he left you for someone else and I’m not talking about your pride. I’m talking about your heart. You know? The part that still feels that if chances were you would get back together with him if only you could?”

“I am never going back out with him!”

“Is that what your heart feels Kim? Or is that just your wounded pride talking?”

“Damn you,” Kim said behind clenched teeth trying her hardest to deny the simple truth he had laid out right before her.

Ron smiled and looked down at their joined hands allowing himself a moment’s peace to enjoy the warmth and softness of her hands in his. Despite the calluses and scars of hard fought battles Kim had what Ron could only call industrial hand lotion that managed to break through the toughened skin and replace it with a wonderful softness that smelled of lavender in the morning. That Eric could simply toss away someone like this, someone Ron loved with everything he had, like yesterday’s garbage… God I really do want to ‘bash his brains out!’

“He never deserved you,” Ron said glancing up and locking his eyes onto hers catching Kim completely off guard. She had never heard anyone say anything with as much… passion as he just did – wait Ron did? “You know that right?” Ron continued. He held her hands up giving each one a soft feathery kiss before looking up at her speechless expression, “No one will ever be good enough for you KP.”

‘Not even me…’ Ron had to stop himself from saying.

‘You are…’ Kim wanted to tell to him.

A companionable silence descended on the two even though the air was alive with an electric sensation of sexual tension that you could literally cut with a knife. And as the silence dragged on it was quickly losing companionable to awkward and Kim was trying to look everywhere and anywhere except at him!

“What about you?” Kim finally said at length trying to both end this awkwardness as well as to try and get the topic of their conversation off her.

“Huh? What about me?” Ron said in confusion.

“I mean you Ron,” Kim said teasing him, “you know all about my love life so tell me. Like I know you had a thing for Zita and you I guess had something with that chick from Japan and oh yea when you tried to be a bad boy to get girls’ attention which so backfired by the way-”

“Ok, ok, I get it Kim and as for Zita and the Yori thing well uh nothing happened really and as for the other-”

“I knew it!”

“Huh?”

“Yea, uh huh, Kim’s at the wheel now boy!”

“Kim?”

“Ron it doesn’t take a genius to know that you can read me like a book but this time, this time, I got you figured out!”

“Oh?” Ron sat back studying Kim carefully with an amused smile creeping slowly to his lips.

“You, yes you Ronald Dean Stoppable, have got your sights set on some girl right? Some unbelievably lucky girl has your complete and undivided attention doesn’t she?”

Dammit, Ron cursed in his thoughts, wasn’t I covering it well enough? I never gave Kim any hints or ideas that I was in love with her did I? No I couldn’t of! Ron carefully backtracked his memory of the past couple of months focusing on any significant moments that he might have tilt his hand a little unintentionally giving Kim a sneak peak at the beautiful redheaded Queen that held his heart.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes,” Kim said smugly before squealing excitedly when she saw him blush. “I so knew it! Oh my God you have to tell me too you know? No secrets remember? So tell me! Do I know her? Does she go to Middleton? How long have you liked her for? C’mon! Tell me, tell me, tell me!”

You, you, you Ron wanted to say and profess his love for her but then that’d make him a hypocrite wouldn’t it? Kim needs this time to heal and get over that loser. I mean yea it’s great that she’s single now but the last thing I want to be is a “rebound.” And what’s worse is that if things go south there’s a very real chance that I’d lose her, the most important person in my life. But then again, if I don’t tell her, just stay a friend for all our lives… what would I might be giving up?

“Well yes and no,” Ron said not wanting to be so cryptic but he couldn’t possibly tell her now, not when she was still recovering from Eric.

“You said that once already Ron,” Kim deadpanned. “So no more ‘yes and no’ just tell me who she is already! We’re best friends you can so tell me anything!”

If only…

“Okay,” Ron admitted at last. “Yes there is a certain someone I’ve had my ‘sights set on’ for a while now.”

“I knew it! Oh Booya! I so knew it! Okay next question Mr. Keep Secrets from My Best Friend man… how long have you like liked her?”

All my life…

“For a little while now,” Ron lied feeling disgusted with himself that he was lying to the love of his life.

“A while now? Why didn’t you tell me earlier!”

“Well err you were sort of wrapped up in your own love life with ahem him and we really weren’t spending-”

“Oh yea, oh God, I’m sorry Ron I didn’t mean to-”

Ron laughed, “Its okay KP. I mean look. You’re here now right? We’re here? On a nice beautiful rainy-”

“Who is she!”

“Oh umm you don’t know her or well not really at least,” and isn’t that the biggest load of bull I’ve ever said. Who’d know Kim better than herself?

“So she doesn’t go to Middleton?”

“Umm… no?”

“Huh? What do you mean ‘umm…no?’ It’s a simple yes or no Ron now which is it!”

“Uh yes,” Ron said at last simply unable to lie to her again.

“So wait she goes to Middleton and I don’t know her? Who don’t I know? Who is she Ron!”

“Uh,” Ron stuttered in loss thought trying not to look at Kim’s penetrating gaze but soon found himself unable to avoid her any longer and when his eyes found hers once more he had to ask himself why’d he even tried to avoid them in the first place. Looking at her now Ron suddenly remembered why he loved her so damn much and the word’s he felt lost to him suddenly appeared smack dab in front of him.

“The girl I lo-like is just, wow; she’s just so... words can’t even describe how amazing she is. She has all these little quirks and sayings that make me smile even when just one of them crosses my mind. It’s a little odd though that while she likes watching fruity boy bands and I like watching wrestling we manage to find some common ground with TV trash no less. Well I mean she doesn’t actually come out and say it but sometimes when we snuggle up together on the couch late at night, in a bundle of blankets and pillows, with soda and popcorn – I just know she loves every second of it. Common ground though, we’re complete opposites practically, but somehow we still manage to find it. I mean I’m me, class clown and all that stuff, and she’s like center of attention city not that she’d ever let that get to her head its just she has that affect on people. But somehow she’s always there for me whenever I need help. Whether it’s studying for a big math test or just to spend some time together on a rainy day there’s no other person I’d want to spend the rest of my life with. I mean it’s like every joke I make, no matter how lame or weird, she always somehow manages to laugh as if it was the most funniest line she’d ever heard! She has control issues, its true, but we all have our faults and in a way that helps me – gives me a guide or example of how to be responsible. She shows me how to be a better man. To live a better life. Her voice, its sound, it’s the most beautiful music my ears have ever heard. Her skin, whenever I hold her in my arms, I’ve never felt anything more soft and pure and her scent is only comparable to the most sweetest of flowers this world has to offer. And her eyes, her beautiful eyes, are filled with such a fiery passion that whenever she tosses me a look, whether it be annoyed, sad, angry, happy, or dare I say loved, it’s enough to make me feel as if I were alive for the first time. She’s so, she’s so, God there will never be enough words to describe how breathless and star struck she makes me feel.”

Silence.

The room was filled with it after Ron’s heartfelt confession of his true feelings to the girl he loved. He couldn’t believe what he had just said. I mean what did he just do? Did he just let the cat out of the proverbial bag? Did Kim realize who exactly he was talking about? That he was talking about her? I mean who else could he possibly be talking about? Kim was the closest friend he ever had so how could she think he could ever love anyone other than her? Glancing up Ron tried to read the expression on Kim’s face. The pistons that were revolving in her head as she took in what he had just said and how it related to her.

Please, Ron prayed, please don’t shut me out.

“Oh my God,” Kim said at last. “Wow… I never, I never-”

“Kim, God I’m so sorry, I should’ve told you a long-”

“Who is this girl?”

“Huh?” Ron said flabbergasted at her response.

“I mean I knew you must’ve been hiding something from me, and you are so in the doghouse for keeping this from me mister, but I never would’ve guessed it was a secret this big!”

“You mean,” Ron stuttered, “you don’t-”

“What?” now it was Kim’s turn to be confused. “I mean, God Ron, who is this girl?”

Shit.

“Uh, she’s umm, uh, the girl would be da, err, umm, sort of uh, kinda like, how when one, umm such as in the time when umm, it’s like, uh… she’s-”

“What?”

“She’s the girl of my dreams,” Ron finally said which was true enough.

Kim gave him a long look that said she wasn’t buying it in the least but eventually she sighed and just shook her said, “Fine, whatever, just another “Ron secret!” You are going to tell me you know this right? Evidently not today but believe me we are so talking about this again mister!

Ron nodded, gulped, and said “Okay.”

“Now,” Kim said as she got up and threw on her coat and boots no longer caring about the rest, “I got some work to do at home so I will see you at my locker tomorrow.”

“Yes mom,” Ron said with a wide smirk on his face.

Kim rolled her eyes and was about to walk about the door when she stopped and said, without facing him, “Ron any girl would be lucky to have a guy like you as her boyfriend… any girl.” Turning around she brushed her hair out of her face and smiled, “So don’t wait too long or you may just miss out.”

Ron watched as Kim walked out of the tree house and down the ladder thinking about what she had said, is she right? If I hold out any longer will I miss my shot with her? Kim said any girl would be lucky to have me as a boyfriend so does that include her as well? Would she go out with me?

As Kim made her way back home she kept thinking back to what she had already labeled as “Ron’s Dream Girl” speech and every time she did a feeling of neglect passed through her, neglect? Is that was this is or is it… jealously? Whoa wait a minute! I’m jealous of this girl that Ron has a thing for? I don’t even know who she is! Or am I just jealous that she could have a guy who cared about her that much without her even knowing? Or do I, I mean can I, is it possible that I have a thing for Ron?

Kim couldn’t help it, she just couldn’t help what came out of her mouth, “I wish I was his dream girl.”

The End…

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Disclaimer: I don’t own Disney or Kim Possible or any of Kim Possible’s characters.

A/N: This was just a feel good fic I’ve been wanting to write – something to read on a rainy day – hope it left a smile on your face.