|Kimberly Hart's Dance Studio
Author: balletbaby PM
This is the sequel to The Power of Pink story. This is after-well, you've read it. This is how Kim decides to help out Molly, who for reference, is in 'our reality.'Rated: Fiction K - English - Kim H. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,411 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 11-16-09 - Published: 08-15-09 - id: 5303878
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"So," Kim grinned plopping herself down on Molly's couch, "tell me- tell me everything!"
Molly squealed with joy and embraced Kimberly. "I've missed you guys so much!"
"We've missed seeing you too." She reached a hand out and gingerly checked Molly's face for traces of bruises or scars.
"Oh, Kim, why did you all leave me? It was so scary! I looked for every kind of job imaginable- and they said I was either overqualified or under qualified because I had a degree and was a teacher. Even though I'd worked these kinds of jobs before, I wasn't qualified to do them now."
"What kinds of jobs?"
"Receptionists, office assistants, office managers."
"Wait, because you have a degree you're not qualified to answer phones and type?"
Molly nodded. "Exactly right."
Kim made a scoffing sound. "That's insane!"
"Oh my gosh!" She exclaimed. "So, then what happened?"
"Well, I couldn't get a job, so I couldn't pay rent. I called the apartment manager to let them know that I might be behind on the rent for a week or two and-"
"And what did they say?"
"They evicted me."
Kim's mouth dropped open. "But your rent wasn't even due yet!"
"No, I was doing them a curtesy. Trying to be nice."
"And you get evicted for it."
"I always get kicked in the ass when I try to do the right thing or be nice," she grumbled. "Bet that wouldn't happen to the Power Rangers. And in the end they didn't evict me because I managed to scrap up the cash for rent."
"Good," she smiled, " and actually we get kicked in the ass a lot when trying to do nice things. Like, saving the world?"
Molly laughed with her. "Oh yeah. I forgot."
So then I finally realized I really had to apply for teaching jobs. Couldn't get any. Then I applied for subbing jobs- couldn't get any either."
"And during this, this is when you'd first opened your studio, right?"
"Yeah. That and wondering why you guys had abandoned me.'
"Yeah." Kim looked sideways, hoping Molly wouldn't press that issue. So instead, she asked,
"How many kids did you start with?"
Kim bit her lower lip in sympathy.
"Then it was five. Then it was ten. If it hadn't been for that little bit of money, I wouldn't have had anything at all. And let me tell you it was hard trying to be enthusiastic for the kids when my whole world was callapsing."
"So then in December I finally start getting subbing jobs. So I worked 8 hours a day, then I worked my part time job, and then I worked at the studio, then I came home and did my business owner jobs."
"How many hours was that?"
"Usually between 16 and 20."
"Oh my god. Molly!"
"And it's still that.
"How many hours of sleep do you get?"
She shrugged. "Sometimes not any, sometimes four, or if I'm lucky six."
"But you're being physically active when you teach dance- how can you do that with such little sleep? Not to mention being physically and emotionally exhausted after teaching school all day?"
"I told you- the studio suffers, and I suffer. I'm doing my absolute best to keep things together, but it's not enough."
How many students do you have now?" She was afraid to hear the answer.
"Thirteen. But only ten will be in the recital, so it's basically like I have ten."
Kim sighed. "That's it! There's no excuse for this!"
Molly stood up and put her hands on her hips, laughing. "So what are you gonna do about it?"
Kim smiled. "You'll see. I'll do my best, anyway."
She stood up about to teleport away, when Molly asked, "So why did you guys leave me??"
Kim's mouth dropped open. "Um," she bit her lip and twisted a strand of hair, "Uh, well…." She sighed and looked worried. "I better go, Moll."
And with that, Kimberly Hart was gone.
Molly shook her head and paced the room. "As if I don't have enough things going on? Now she's keeping things from me?"
She sat back down. "If she is, that means she knows something, and her knowing something is as good as everyone knowing it so- I just have to find a ranger who will talk."
She lay back on the couch thinking. "Now, who can I get to talk?"
Then she sat up with a grin. "Billy." She giggled and her smiled widened.
"Oh, Biiiiiilly." She called to the empty apartment. "Come 'here! I wanna talk to you."
She smiled giggling, not surprised or too disappointed that he didn't just appear at her bidding.
Molly sighed aloud then rose up and made her way to the kitchen. It wasn't as though she had a lot of time to spare. It was nearly time to go to bed. Which meant a small quick supper.
She turned in surprise hearing Billy's voice behind her.
"How'd you get here?" She asked.
Billy shrugged. "The usual way."
It's funny, I was just thinking about you."
Billy smiled, seeming genuinely please. "Were you?"
Yeah." She grabbed a banana and tossed one backward to him.
She swung up to the counter top and sat on it while she opened the banana. "I have a question that I need answered."
Billy bobbed his head. "I would be happy to help, if I could."
"Kim is evading me."
"Evading you? I'm not sure I know what you mean, Molly."
She chewed a bite then swallowed before answering, "I know you know what the word evade means. What I mean is, I asked her a question and she wouldn't answer it. What I want to know is why did you all want to leave me so badly? You vanished just when I needed you."
"Oh, we didn't want to leave-"
"A ha!" She jumped off the counter top and pointed to him. "So you're saying it wasn't your choice to leave?"
"Uh, I uh, well what I meant to say was"
Molly smiled slyly at him. "Thanks Billy!" She turned away from him giggling. "That big floating head you call your boss has a lot of explaining to do."
But when she turned back around Billy was gone.