Hi! All! First off, I am so sorry I haven't written anything in a long time! School just got too completed, and life got in the way. I will try to upload as much as I can, but I can't make any promises. I just want to say, "Thank you" to all the people who favorated me or my stories these past few months.
Any-who, this is just a quick, simple story that kind-of popped into my head one day after reading something similar. However, I can't remember if it was from fanfiction or not. So, if it was, I thank the author of that story for the inspiration.
Also, this story takes place after the Lorwardian invasion, during summer of senior year for Kim and Ron. In the story, the Possibles are staying at the Stoppable's house until their house is built.
*I DON'T OWN KIM POSSIBLE*
And, now, on to the story!
As she sat down at the Stoppable's kitchen table, her vacant expression slowly turned into a confused and slightly disturbed one.
Mrs. Dr. Possible sat across from her, reading a magazine. She noticed her daughter's presence and put down what she was reading to look at Kim. Kim continued to stare past her mother. Mrs. Dr. Possible thought that she wouldn't press the issue that was evidently present, given away by the expression etched on her daughter's face. She brought her magazine back up to her face and continued reading the article about all the "Haves and Have-Nots" for this summer's latest fashion crazes.
"I walked in on him," Kim said finally.
Anne Possible snapped her head in her daughter's direction, her eyebrows practically an extension of her hairline. Kim cautiously shifted her gaze to look directly into her mother's eyes.
Kim had her mother's full, undivided attention. Anne closed her magazine and scooted it away from herself.
"Please explain, Kim," Anne said in her velvet smooth voice.
Kim dropped her head onto the table with a loud thud. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath in, and exhaled slowly. She slowly brought her head back up and, again, looked at her mother.
"I... I didn't bother knocking before I went... up to his room, and um..." she paused, her cheeks flaming florescent red, not sure how to continue.
Anne was starting to grow impatient. "And..." she egged her on.
"And, well... He was just getting out of his bathroom from showering and... um... He kinda, sorta didn't know I was coming up the stairs... and..." she suddenly got too embarrassed to go on.
Anne tried to help her by saying, "He was wearing a towel when he was coming out of the bathroom. Wasn't he?"
Kim's cheeks we practically on fire. She refused to let herself look into her mother's eyes, her eyes darting around the room. There was a long, uncomfortable silence between the two Possible women.
Finally, Kim said in a tiny voice, "No." She bowed her head in embarrassment.
Anne looked at her daughter in shock. She leaned in closer to Kim and whispered, "Kimberly Ann, do you mean to tell me that you saw ALL of your boyfriend today? For the first time?"
After processing what her mother asked her, Kim snapped her head up to look at her mom in wide-eyed terror. Her face burned an even more bright florescent red.
"What? No, no, no! That's definitely not what I meant!" she said in a flustered manor.
"Then what are you trying to tell me?" Anne asked, physically relaxed.
"Well, when he was changing, that new song by Natasha Fierce came on the radio that was playing in his room. He was in the middle of putting on his cargos when he decided it would be a good time to..." she paused to let out a sigh, "to practice the "Solo Lady's Dance"."
I plan to add more but… I'm not sure how to continue it. If anyone has any suggestions, I am totally open to anything. :)