Thanks to all those who reviewed! I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated but last week I spent a few days getting ready for the Dark Knight, went to the mall for an entire day, then went to stay at a friends house for 3 days, saw Dark Knight midnight showing, then decided to blow off the stories until now…I’m very refreshed lol.

One Month Later

Nukpana stretched from her small cat nap, hearing her child cry in the distance of the upstairs crib. As she tried to pop her back, she suddenly flipped off the rather small couch with a yelp. Hitting the ground, she threw her hair back and looked up.

Monty sat in his one chair from the castle in England, looking up from his newspaper. “…Good evening, my dear.” He spoke as if her falling over was completely normal. Perhaps it was.

“Thanks for getting the child, my dear.” She mocked him slightly as she stood up, rubbing her muscles. There was sarcasm in her voice that made him look up, raising an eyebrow. “He’s not a virus, Montgomery…he won’t kill you if you take care of him.”

Sputtering at first as she walked up the stairs, he stared at where she had been moments ago; did she just tell him off? “Get back here this instance Nukpana!” He commanded.

“I will as soon as I get our child!” She emphasized on ‘our’ as if reminding him what their situation was. Several moments passed until the baby boy stopped crying and footsteps were heard coming down, heavier than before. When the Egyptian walked down with her child in her arms, Monty glared. “He’s not going to bite you; he just needed to be fed.”

“Nukpana, I will not stand for you speaking to me that way! Whether you hold my child or not, I…” Monkey Fist started to go on one of his many ranting speeches when a rattle suddenly hit him in the forehead.

When he looked, Nukpana held up a few hand. “That wasn’t me, Master.” Hasani suddenly laughed at what he had done, seeing his father scowl. “…Just like his father.” The man glared at his lover and gave the rattle back to his son only to be hit in the head again.

Nukpana covered her mouth, giggling muffled. Her red eyes sparkled with amusement as her son laughed enough for the both of them. “Well…at last it is better than getting your hair pulled.”

Monkey Fist held the rattle behind his back, obviously intent on not giving it back to his abusive offspring. Suddenly Hasani’s laughing face turned into one that threatened to cry. “My love, give it back to him before he cries and gives both of us headaches…well, gives me a headache. This is normal for his age.”

“Yes and that is why I’m weary to give it back to him.” He muttered, reluctantly handing over the toy. As if it were a ticking time bomb, he covered his head quickly but instead of getting hit, Hasani only played with the rattle, biting it while giggling lowly. Nukpana raised an eyebrow but before she could comment on how he reacted, the man walked into the kitchen to get something for her.

Yawning, Nukpana sat down and rocked her child softly, a certain feeling of joy blooming inside of her as she watched her son look around, taking in everything. “Here, trade me.” Monkey Fist suddenly appeared beside her.

Giving him his son, she took the sandwich he made but did a double take at the food. “Whoa…this is a first.”

“Shut up.” He looked down at his son. This little bundle of joy was his son, his flesh and blood. He helped make this human before him despite the human possessing an appearance of an ape rather than a Homosapien. It amazed him, stunned him…

Yet there was something wrong with this boy in his arms who looked up at him with wide eyes, playing with his rattle. Because he was born early, his lungs were scarred. His activities as he grew up would become more restricted than the year before. He would never be able to learn Tai Shing Pek Kwar, he wouldn’t be able to run and play tag, he wouldn’t be able to swim…

As ashamed as Monty felt afterwards, at that moment he felt a huge sting of disappointment and anger towards the boy; he did not want the child called Hasani Fiske.

“Hey KP! Wow it’s been a while…what, two weeks since we’ve seen each other?” Ron walked over to the messy haired Kim Possible who sat alone in Beuno Nacho, a cup of coffee next to her. He literally had to crane his neck to see her over the books that were piled up.

It would appear that she was lost in reading something about Newton’s laws added with algebra, or that’s what it looked like from where Ron was standing, because she didn’t look up. Grabbing the coffee cup, she gulped it down and wrote furiously across a piece of paper.

“Uh…Kim?” Ron carefully reached out, something of a hesitant manner, and touched her shoulder. The girl basically jolted and it wasn’t just from the caffeine rush she probably got. Looking up, she stared hazy eyed at him for a few moments until she blinked.

Finally, she smiled. “Oh hey Ron, what are you doing here?”

Raising an eyebrow, the young man sat across from her, pushing a few reports and journals away. “You called me and told me to meet you here…since we haven’t seen in each in a while. Remember?”

“Oh yeah, sorry Ron, my new professor is killing us with reports.” As if trying to prove a point, she started to write again.

The blond man touched the table, “Can these things even hold up all this weight?” That was when he realized something. “Oh yeah, happy anniversary!”

Kim looked up, startled once more. “Happy…what? It’s our anniversary? Today?!”

“You forgot?! This is a first! Kim, you’ve been getting a lot more isolated than usual!” Something snapped in his head. “…You don’t want me anymore, do you?! You found someone else at the college, didn’t you?!”

“How dare you accuse me of something like that!” Kim stood up, moments later Ron imitating her. “Just because I’ve been buried under work that will give me a job doesn’t mean I don’t want you! Maybe you should try to study more!”

“Oh great!” He threw his hands up, “This is like high school all over again! Now it’s not missions that are driving us apart, it’s college!”

“Then maybe we should break up!” The ex cheerleader slammed her hand on the table, making it nearly collapse with the added weight from the textbooks and such.

“Maybe we should!” Ron grabbed his order he had made several minutes ago and stormed out of the place, throwing the door open. A faint ‘you break it, you pay for it’ shout was heard from the manger but went ignored.

Kim suddenly stopped and stared at where her once boyfriend once stood. “…I messed up.”

Next chapter: Kim comes over to Nukpana’s new home and explains what happened with Ron and her. Needless to say, Nukpana doesn’t feel like this is the right time to tell Kim how worried she is about Monty and Hasani so she just tries to keep her calm. When Monkey Fist walks in, he blurts something out…Review!