DISCLAIMER: Then entire Kim Possible gang belongs to Disney. This story is written for the pleasure of the reader.
Story notes: In case your wondering, yes, I do have a lot of free time, which allows me to write practically anytime I want, but back to the point, this is the Sequel to my other story, By my side. If you havn't read that, then I suggest you don't read this one, since it won't make as much sense if you don't. Yeah, that's pretty much all.
To Rainbowraindeer, from my last story: Plain and simple, the package that Drakken gave Ron was a condom.
To Philospher: I say to you the same thing I said to Gargoylesama. I was never any good at geography, and I forgot all about Alaska, since it's so far away, so sorry about that mistake, I won't make it again. By the way, Texans are cool.
To all the people who reveiwed my last story, helping me along the way: Many thanks to: Forlong, Ranger117, Charizardag, squirrelgirl85, Brittany-Nicole, MalaV, Westeria Fox, Taby, KPR, THE NEW ZAGNUT, Rainbowraindeer, PoisonessAngel, Jasminevr, I walk alone, Gargoylesama, Philospher, The Incredible WereKitty, and Silent Wing and Ivy (Who is my queer friend at school.) And to all the anoynumus reveiwers, including: Zippo, Shana, Cool, K/R Fan, Who cares what my name is, and wattsta.
Kim Possible: Team Lotus
Chapter 1: Something's up
The hot sun beat down against the auburn haired teenagers skin, as she lay down in her beach chair. It was so warm and peaceful, that she never noticed the blonde haired boy creeping up behind her, with a pale of water in his hands.
The girl noticed some of the sun being blocked, and curiously, sat up to see what was causing it.
The boy looked down at her, with a playful glint in his eye.
"Don't. You. Dare!" Kim Possible warned her boyfriend, but it was no use.
He dumped the pale of water.
"Ahh!" Kim shreiked, as Ron Stoppable starting laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh, now you're gonna get it!" She growled, and Ron watched with wide eyes as the now soaked Kim tackled him to the beach sand.
"Oh!" He cried out in surprise, as he and his girlfriend were pushed onto the ground, but even though he was surprised, he was not going to give up without a fight. They rolled around in the sand playfully, both trying to get on top of each other. Finally, Kim succeeded, and pushed Ron toward the ground, making him helpless.
"Give up?" She asked him, happy that she now had the upper hand.
"Not before I get my reinforcements!" Ron cried, seeing that last ray of hope. "Rufus!" He called out.
At the call of his name, the pink naked mole rat jumped out of the food bag, thinking he'd been caught munching on the lunches.
Well, devouring would probably be a more suitable word.
Rufus saw his master in need, and was about to scamper off towards them, when suddenly he had a better idea. He jumped back inside the food bag, took out a small box of nachos, and walked in front of the two teenagers. He set the box down, and sat there, eating. He watched the fight with interest.
"Traitor." Ron mumbled, and finally, he was beaten. "I give up!" He croaked, and the laughing girl beside him made him sink lower into his pool of shame.
"Beaten by a girl!" Kim laughed, sitting back in the sand, most of it still sticking on her body from the water that Ron had dumped on her.
"Yeah, well, I think I gave a good fight to the girl who can do anything." Ron countered. "And besides, you had the beginning hand."
"You snuck up on me with a bucket full of water!"
"It was warm water."
"What's the difference?"
"If I had used cold water, it would have shockeed you more, since you were already warm after lying in the sun for so long, and when I dumped the warm water over you, it just morphed with your skin, mking no real difference."
Kim stared at him for a moment, and then pushed him into the sand.
Kim laughed, and stood up. "C'mon, we better hit the water so we can get all this sand off." Ron stood up as well and followed her.
It had been two months since the Kabraxis incident. So long ago, it seemed, that Drew Lipsky and his daughter, Shego, had died saving the state of Texas from Nuclear radiation. And even before that was the Prom. Kim Possible and her best friend since Pre-School, Ron Stoppable, finally, after fifteen years, felt their feelings for each other, and all it took to show it was an extreamly well made Syntho-Drone. Kim went to the Prom with Ron, seeing a new person in him, a person she had thought she would never see. They made it in time for the last dance, and, after so long, did what they should have done a long time ago.
Meanwhile, as the two of them tried to balance their new relationship, Dr. Drakken and Shego broke out from jail, making a new plan to take over the world. During this whole adventure, Kim had fallen over a mountain cliff, but survived using one of the special devices givin to her by Wade Load. Ron didn't know this, however, and set off to get revenge on Drakken, using the magical Lotus Blade to do it. Ron had just about killed them, when Kim finally found him. It was then that Drakken revealed his secret. He was Shegos father, and when an accident occured, a Nuclear War-Head was launched over the State of Texas. Drakken, or Drew, stopped it, but in the process, sacrificed himself and his daughter to do it.
And so this is where Kim and Ron are now. In a couple weeks, they will be both be attending Upperton Community College, but for now, they're just enjoying the last of their summer break.
They splashed into the water, and started to wash the sand off their bodys.
"Ron?" Kim asked out loud when she was done, but she could find him. She looked behind her, and saw a ripple in the water.
"Uh oh..." She muttered.
Rn jumped from under the water and tackled her playfully. She cried out as both of them fell into the water, and when they resurfaced, started splahing him mercilessly. They splashed and tackled each other for a good ten minuts, when finally, they plopped down into the low water in the shallow.
"Well..." Ron panted, looking at her. "I'd say we just burned off a nice couple hundered calories."
"Hopefully." She smiled at him, and the two of them walked back to their chairs. They both layed down happily, but Kim felt something was missing.
"Got room for two?" She asked him.
"Always." Ron smiled back at her, and shoved to the side, making just enough room for his girlfriend. She happily layed down beside him, and snuggled up to his chest. He put his arm around her, and ran his hand through her drenched hair, as he so often did. Kim felt content, and closed her eyes, relaxing.
Ron looked down at her lovingly. He couldn't possibly imagine his life without Kim. She was always there for him when he was feeling down on himself, and even if he wasn't the most popular kid back in highschool, Kim, a cheerleader, would always be there.
Just as she was on the verge of falling asleep, Kim heard that special beeping of the Kimmunicator, her handheld device. She groaned and picked it up from her pack, which was lying on the ground beside her.
"Hey, Wade." She smiled at her thirteen year old friend. "Hows the Mon-Bot going?"
"Quite good, actually." He smiled, and as if on cue, the robot walked into the view screen of the Kimmunicator, carrying a tray of pancakes and a glass of orange juice. "Anyway, just wanted to say hi."
"That's why you called?" Ron laughed. "Man, you must have a lot of time on your hands!"
"You would not beleive." Wade looked tired. "So, um, bye guys." He sighed and turned off the Kimmunicator.
Ron was about to say something, when suddenly, a large, green form rose from the sand. Kim and Ron jumped back, and immeadiatly recognized it as the ghost they had seen back in the cafeteria so long ago.
Sensai was warning them.
They watched as the ghostly figure reached inside the food bag, and pulled out... A bottle of Ketchup.
"Ah, c'mon!" Ron complained. "The only time he listins to me is when we're about to use what he warns us with!" He thought for a moment. "Mystery meat gravy doesn't count."
If the ghost heard him, it didn't show it. They watched as it spelled out two words in the sand with the bottle of Katchup.
The end of chapter one. R&R, please.