The Pathetic Tale of Bonnie Rockwaller

Chapter 5

The First Date


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TITLE: The First Date

AUTHOR: Blackbird

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kim Possible. She is owned by Disney and Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley. Any original characters shown or mentioned belong to me and can not be used without permission. Got it?

SUMMARY: Bonnie finds herself in a miserable state after high school. Will she accept Kim's help or will oldgrudges and pride prove to be too much to overcome? Third in the MI series.

TYPE: Kim/Shego, Bonnie

RATING: US: PG-13 / DE: 12

Words: 11184

Since her talk with Shego, Bonnie had been trying to find time to talk to Kim alone about her newfound feelings for Ron. Unfortunately, it was a lot harder than she would have thought. Between her fluctuating work schedule and Kim always going out on missions, it was rare for them to even see each other let alone have time to talk. Then when they were both in a room together, Ron was usually there and she really didn’t think she could handle admitting her feelings to both of them at the same time.

When she finally did manage to find Kim away from Ron, the redhead wasn’t exactly alone. She was sitting on the floor to the living room across from Shin and rolling a small red ball between the two of them, an activity the infant seemed to be enjoying quite a bit. Bonnie sat in one of the recliners with a small smile on her face as she watched the mother and daughter play. As much as she wanted to take the opportunity to tell Kim about her feelings for the girl’s former boyfriend, she just couldn’t bring herself to break up the happy moment.

Thankfully Shego didn’t seem to the share that same hang up. When she walked into the room and noticed Bonnie sitting there, she made a few hand motions for the brunette to go talk to Kim. Bonnie pointed to Shin and then shrugged to which Shego rolled her eyes before flailing her hands a bit then pointing again emphatically. Bonnie emphatically pointed to Kim and Shin again and shook her head, causing Shego to make a strangling motion before she finally sighed and walked over to her partner and daughter.

“Hey Kimmie, why don’t you let me take Shin into a kitchen for a little snack?” she suggested as she reached down and picked the infant up.

“Are you sure?” Kim asked, looking up at her. “Didn’t she just eat a little bit ago.”

“I’ll be fine, trust me. After all, a growing girl needs her food? Isn’t that right, huh?” Shego questioned Shin as she rubbed her belly causing the baby to giggle with joy.

“Do you need any help?”

“I think I can feed my own baby by myself Kimmie.”

“I know, but I’ve hardly been able to see her lately.”

“You’ll get plenty of time for that. And it’ll just take a couple of minutes, I promise.”

Kim gave a reluctant nod as she leaned back against the coffee table, looking slightly defeated. Shego frowned at seeing her Kimmie looking so depressed, but she knew in the end it was for the best. As she started to leave the room she glanced up at Bonnie.

“Thank you,” the brunette mouthed.

“You owe me,” Shego mouthed back then left.

Bonnie felt a little nervous about what owing Shego meant, but she decided to worry about that later. Right now she had much more important matters to attend to.

“Hey Kim, can I talk you about something?” she asked.

“Uh, sure,” Kim replied looking at her over her shoulder.

“Maybe you should sit on the couch cause it’s really kind of important.”

The redhead gave her a questioning look before dragging herself to her feet and rounding the coffee table to sit on the couch nearest the chair Bonnie was in.

“OK, so what’s the sitch?” she asked.

Bonnie chuckled a bit at hearing the familiar catchphrase aimed at her, but the moment passed quickly as she struggled with what she was going to say.

“Well…it’s kind hard for me to talk about cause it’s really personal,” she started uneasily.

“Is this the ‘way too much information’ kind of personal?”

“I don’t think it’s that bad, but it might get you a little freaked.

Kim raised an eyebrow. “OK, now you’re scaring me a little.”

“It’s just…I think I’ve found someone that I can be…attracted to. Someone close to you.”

“It’s not Shego is it?”

“What?!” Bonnie screamed incredulously. “No! God what are you thinking?!”

“Well you two have been spending a lot of time alone together lately,” Kim reasoned. “And I know first hand how…unexpectedly charming she can be at times.”

“Well some of us can spend time around another woman without turning into a lesbian!”

“That’s not how it happened at all! We had a bond before all this even happened! Then we had a baby together and that does help bring people closer.”

“But me spending some time alone with her automatically makes me a lesbian too?”

“Well I-” Kim started but stopped when she realized Bonnie was actually right. “OK, so maybe that was stupid of me to assume. I’m sorry. But then who else-”

She paused again when only one other person came to mind.

“No,” she breathed in disbelief.

“Yes,” Bonnie confirmed. “It’s Ron.”

Kim stared at her, her facial expression telling the brunette that she still couldn’t accept this fact.

“Ron?” Kim asked, sounding confused.

“Yes,” Bonnie repeated.




“YES! Ron! Ron Stoppable, you’re former boyfriend! I have romantic feelings for Ron Stoppable!” Bonnie shouted before letting out an exasperated sigh and falling back into the chair.

Kim just stared wide eyed and opened mouthed at her for nearly a minute before she tried to say something. Unfortunately, her brain couldn’t seem to form words at the moment so she simply sputtered several times before she leaned forward and placed her head in her hands. She then stood up and paced the room, looking back at Bonnie occasionally and still having difficulty forming actual words.

“Ron?!” she finally asked again, still looking utterly confused.

“Yes! Can we please move on?!” Bonnie requested.

“I’m sorry but this is just…just…”

“So the drama?”

“Well…yes!” Kim shouted as she sat back down. “It’s like when Shego and I admitted our feelings for each other?”

“Is it really that bad?”

“For me it is, yeah!”

“Well how do you think I feel?!” the brunette screamed. “I mean Ron’s not a bad guy by any means, I just never thought I’d see him that way!”

“Join the club,” the redhead muttered.

“You mean the club that you quit?”

Kim glared at her. “Careful there Bonnie, that’s still a sensitive area.”

“I know, I know, and I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. I know you two are still…dealing with things and that’s why I decided to talk to you before I told Ron how I felt.”

“Shego told you to do this, didn’t she?”

Bonnie looked surprised how quickly she worked that out but quickly recovered.

“Yeah,” she nodded.

“I knew it! She’s been trying to get Ron hooked up with someone for awhile now just so she wouldn’t feel threatened by him anymore,” Kim grumbled.

“Well whatever her reasons, she had a good point. I didn’t want you to find out about this when Ron came to the door to pick me up for a date.”

“You to made a date?!”

“Not yet, because if you’d been listening, I just told you I wanted to tell you first.”

“You didn’t have to. It’s not like I’m his mother or anything.”

“No, you’re his ex, which makes the whole thing even more complicated.”

“No kidding,” Kim said with a sigh. “I do appreciate this though. I probably would have freaked even more if I’d learned about this the way you said. But still…Ron?!”

As much as she wanted to be mad at Kim for still harping on the subject, she just couldn’t because at this point it was almost comical. So she gave a quick laugh as she lounged in the chair.

“Yeah, who’d have thought, right?” she remarked.

This drew a laugh from Kim as well.

“Yeah. But then again plenty of people said the same thing about Shego and I. Ron being one of the loudest,” she replied.

“Then it’s good to know we’re all on the same page.”

The two girls shared another laugh before falling into an awkward silence.

“So really going to ask him out, huh?” Kim asked.

“Thinking about it. Wanted to run it by you first,” Bonnie said.

“Well…I mean I guess I don’t have a problem with it. It’ll be a little weird at first, but I think I can adjust. It would be nice to see him out with someone and happy again.”

“Yeah he’s really hung up on you.”

“I know,” Kim sighed. “He tries to act like he’s alright but I can see in it his eyes, he’s still hurting a bit. I think he is ready to move on, he just needs someone to move on with.”

“And here I am volunteering for the job. Works out well, don’t you think?” Bonnie said with a smirk.

“Only if you’re serious about it. I don’t him getting hurt again.”

“Kim, I promise I’ll do my best not let that happen.”

“Good. Because if you do, I’ll find out about it and then they’ll never find your body. And trust me, I know plenty of people who can make that happen.”

Bonnie reeled back a bit in horror as she tried to figure out if Kim was joke or not. The slightly deranged smile the redhead had going on really didn’t help matters that much. It slowly turned into a regular smile as she reached out and slapped Bonnie on the knee, causing the brunette to jump more than she expected to.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding,” Kim replied cheerfully, just before going back to the scary face. “Or am I?”

“Uh…so…is that a ‘yes’?” Bonnie asked, now regretting bringing this up.

“Yes it’s a ‘yes’,” she confirmed, going happy again. “Just make sure you treat him right cause Ron really is a sweet guy.”

“Trust me, I’ve learned that. And again I’ll do my best not to hurt him.”

“You better, otherwise you know what will happen.”

“Right. Um…I’m gonna go and call him now.”


“Right,” Bonnie nodded before she got up and started to exit the room rather quickly.

She changed another look back at Kim, who was now just smiling normally as she leaned back against the couch and started to watch TV. Bonnie looked at her a minute longer before fully leaving the living room and ducking into her own room. She closed the door behind her then leaned against it with a sigh.

“Note to self: don’t ever upset Kim again,” she muttered.

Once she got her heart rate under control again, walked over to the night stand by the bed to pick up her phone. She flipped it open then fell down onto the bed as she scrolled through the list of saved numbers until she came to Ron’s. She stared nervously at it for several seconds before she finally found the courage to hit the “Send” button. She rolled onto her stomach and placed the phone against her ear, the butterflies in her stomach tightening with every ring. She chewed on her thumbnail a bit and right as she was about to hang up and try again later a familiar voice greeted her.

“Hello, Stoppable residence,” Ron greeted cheerfully.

“Oh, uh hi Ron,” she answered.

“Oh hey Bonnie, what’s up?”

“Well…” she started, not really sure what to say.

Dammit Bonnie what the hell’s wrong with you?! part of her mind scolded her. You asked plenty of guys out on dates before during high school, so why are you acting so stupid and shy now?!

Because this one’s different, another part of her mind answered back. It’s not like Brick or Chad or any of the other guys I’ve dated who just wanted to stare at my chest or butt. Ron’s the type of guy who would actually care about me and has feelings. So I have to do this differently so I don’t freak him or hurt him someway. Cause if I do…Kim might kill me.

“Uh…hello? Bonnie? You still there?” Ron’s voiced called to her.

“Oh yeah, uh, sorry about that,” she replied, shaking her head a bit.

“So what did you want?”

“I just wanted to know what you’re doing Saturday night.”

“Well if a mission doesn’t come up then I plan on just sitting back and watching TV while maybe, possibly thinking about starting an assignment that due in like a week. Though that’s still plenty of time to-wait are you asking cause you really want to know or are you asking me for like dating reasons?”

“And here I was told you didn’t catch on to subtle stuff,” Bonnie remarked, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“So…you are asking me out?”


There was silence for a minute.

“Is this a joke? Did Shego put you up to this?” he asked suspiciously.

“Only to help kick my butt to ask you out. So what do you say?”

There was more silence followed by a series of sputtering noises.

“Well…I…uh…I mean…we…us…date…that is…” he stammered.

Bonnie’s smirk grew into an amused smile as she pictured Ron’s fluttered and confused face. As much as she knew she should be on her best behavior she still couldn’t help by play with him a bit.

“So…are you saying you don’t want to go out on a date with me?” she asked sweetly.

“No! I mean yes! I mean we should go…date…together,” he managed to spit out.

“Then that’s a yes?”

“Yes! A thousand times yes!”

“Are you suuuuure?” she smiled even bigger.

“Positive, definitely, one hundred percent sure.”

“Good. Then how about you come pick me up at about five we’ll have dinner and then catch a movie?”

“Umm…yes, sounds great.”

“Good. Oh and could you not bring Rufus will you? It’d just be too weird.”

“Uh, okay. I think he can survive on his own for a night.”

“Alright, then it’s a date.”

“Yeah, a date,” he replied in a far off voice.

“See you then. Later.”

“Yeah, later.”

Bonnie closed her cell to turn it off and end the call then rolled over onto her back to stare up at the ceiling as she reflected on what she had just done.

I made a date with Ron Stoppable, she mused. Wow. The way my life has turned out

Kim shifted her legs on the recliner to get comfortable as she flipped another page in her book. As much as she liked spending time with her new family, there were just some times when she wanted to have a moment to herself. This was one of those very rare moments and like so many before it, it didn’t last long.

“Kim,” a voice whispered.

She looked up from her book to scan the living room but found nothing. Her face scrunched up in confusion but she then shrugged before getting back to her reading.

“Kim!” the voice whispered again, this time a bit more forcefully.

This time Kim placed a bookmark between the pages she was on, then closed the book and got out of the chair. She looked around again and still found no one. Right when she was about to question whether or not she should call Wade to track down a good therapist, she spotted movement from behind the couch out of the corner of her eye. She carefully crept over to it and peered behind it to find…

“Ron?!” she exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. “What are you doing here?!”

“Well…I was hiding from Bonnie, actually,” he said sheepishly as he slowly stood up.

“I’m probably going to regret asking this, but why?”

“Because I don’t want to run into her just yet. It’s bad luck to see a girl before a date.”

Kim sighed and gave him a lopsided grin. “That’s a bride before a wedding Ron.”

“Either way probably wouldn’t be good for me,” he muttered as he walked around the couch.

“Why would you say that?”

“Oh come on KP, you know my luck with the ladies has never been that good. And that’s when they liked me to begin with! You remember how Bonnie use to be, right?”

“I hope you’re not being serious with that question,” she remarked. She then softened her expression and place a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Look Ron, Bonnie’s changed since then and I really think she has an actual interest in you. If you just be yourself I’m sure it’ll all work out.”

“But what if that’s not good enough? I mean…it wasn’t good enough for us,” he said softly.

Kim was taken aback by the remark. The fact that he would say something like that told her he was really afraid something might go wrong. It also told her how important this date was for him. Whether it went badly or not it was still the first step in getting him to move on. She gripped his shoulder tighter and stared him directly in the eyes.

“Hey,” she spoke gently. “You know that’s not why it didn’t work out between us. You’re a great guy and any girl would be luck to have you.”

“Just…not you,” he sighed.

“In a romantic sense, no. But you know I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.”

“Yeah I know. And I appreciate at it. I just wish sometimes…”

He let the sentence hang and hung his head. Kim stared at him sadly for a second before her arm moved from his shoulder to under his arm then drew him into a tight embrace. Ron was shocked at first but quickly recovered and hugged her back. It was a nice hug. Warm, comforting, and loving. The kind that best friends or family members shared. But not lovers. Those days were long past and at the very core of it, that’s what this hug was telling them both.

“It’s time to move on Ron,” Kim whispered into his ear.

“I know,” he whispered.

“Good,” she said contently as she pulled back. “And now that you’ve come to accept that maybe you’ll let me give you some dating tips.”

“This isn’t stuff I did wrong while we were dating, is it?” he asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Well…it’s stuff I didn’t particularly care for.”

“What happened to be myself?”

“You can still be yourself. Just not…all of yourself at first.”

“Oookay. So what should I do then?”

“First of all, don’t take her to Bueno Nacho. Take her somewhere nice. And don’t even think about using that coupon book.”

“What you mean this?” he asked, pulling a small paper booklet out of his pocket.

“You still have that?” she asked in horror and amazement. “Wait, those still can’t be any good.”

“Oh you mean from last year? Nah they ran out. That’s why I got a whole new one.”


“Oh come on KP, there’s some good stuff in here!” he replied, waving the book enthusiastically.

“No, there’s not,” she insisted, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You know you had fun with some of them.”

“Not commenting.”

Ron leaned towards here with a playful grin on his face.

“Come on, you can admit it. I won’t tell anyone,” he coaxed, waving the book in her face.

“No I didn’t! I hated that stupid book!” she shouted. “In fact, give me that thing!”

Her hand shot forward and snatched it out of his hands so fast he didn’t realize it was gone until a few seconds afterwards. He let out a panicked squeal and tried to take it back from her, but naturally he was no match for her quick reflexes and athletic skill. She easily back flipped over the recliner to the middle of the living room.

“Oh Shego honey,” she called out.

“Yo,” Shego remarked, stepping into the archway leading into the hallway.

“Catch,” Kim said as she tossed the book towards her.

Shego caught it effortlessly and gave it a curious look.

“What the…?” she muttered as she flipped through the coupons. “Wow. These things are worse than carnival prizes.”

“They are not!” Ron shouted defensively.

“So what do you want me to do with this thing?” Shego asked Kim, ignoring the blonde’s outburst.

“Torch it!” she declared.

At the sight of Ron’s horrified face, Shego’s lips spread into a sadistic smile as she held out her hand and turned it over to hold the coupon book up. He tried to sprint across the room to save his precious date planner but was stopped by a hand to the forehead by Kim. Try as he might he just couldn’t seem to force his way past her. So he had to watch as Shego’s hand erupted into familiar green and black flames and quickly reduced to the pink paper into blackened ash.

“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” he screamed as he fell to his knees in defeated.

Rufus jumped out of his pocket and took a similar position.

“NOOOOOOOO!!!!” he screamed alongside his human friend.

“Dail it down Ron,” Kim said in an annoyed voice.

“But…you…you…I thought we’re still friends!”

“We are. Which is why as your friend I had to destroy that book so you wouldn’t annoy another girlfriend. Believe me, you’ll thank me in the long run.”

“But…but what am I suppose to do now?” he ask almost pathetically.

“You can start by stopping the dramatics and getting off my floor.”

He let out an said moan but stood up all the same.

“Good,” Kim replied, straightening out his shirt. “Now go home, take a few deep breaths and figure out a nice place to take Bonnie. And call me back for advice on what you should wear.”

“Really? Cause I was thinking-” he started.

“Just call me before hand, OK?”

“I’d listen to her if I were you Ron,” Shego advised.

“Yeah well, you’re not me,” he shot back.

“Thank God for that.”

“How is that helping?” Kim snipped at Shego, who merely shrugged. She rolled her eyes then turned her attention back to Ron. “Look I trust you to do alright on your own, I just want to do some…fine tuning.”

“Well…alright. If you think it’ll help,” he accepted.

“I do.”

“OK. I guess I better get going then. Got a lot to think about. Come on Rufus.”

Rufus nodded and jumped back into his pocket right as he was turning and walking towards the door. He gave Kim one last waved before exiting his friend’s home. Kim returned the wave and even continued to do so when she spotted him through the window. After he vanished from sight she let out a sigh and slumped her shoulders a bit.

“So did he really use that coupon book on your dates?” Shego asked, now standing right beside her.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” she remarked.

The rest of the week passed rather uneventfully to which Ron was very grateful for as it gave him time to think of where to take Bonnie. He had called Friday afternoon to tell her he had come up with the most bon digty place eat but refused to tell her where exactly. It was a fact that made both Bonnie and Kim nervous, but to her credit Kim continued to reassure the brunette that everything would work out just fine.

She just hoped she was telling the truth.

By the time five o’clock rolled around, Kim felt she was probably just as nervous as Bonnie. She wasn’t sure why, she just was. Maybe because she knew it was important for both Ron and Bonnie in moving on with their lives and maybe finding some happiness. Or maybe she was just getting way too involved in all this. Either way, she sought comfort in Shego’s arms as the two sat on the couch while waiting for Ron to show up and for Bonnie to come out of her room.

The brunette had insisted on staying in there until Ron arrived so she could make some sort of “grand entrance”. Neither Kim nor Shego really understood it, so instead they just amused themselves by watching Shin play with her letter blocks on the floor. Kim smiled as she snuggled against Shego even more while the arm Shego had around her squeezed just a little tighter.

The scene of domestic bless was broken, however, by the sudden sound of the doorbell echoing throughout the house.

“Well look who actually decided to show up,” Shego said snarkily.

“What did I tell you?” Kim asked, glaring at her a bit.

She sighed with a roll of her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, be nice I know.”

“That’s my girl,” the redhead remarked happily as she gave her a peck on the cheek before getting up to answer the door.

“You’re getting way too involved in this!”

Kim merely stuck her tongue out as a retort then turned and opened the door. As expected she found Ron standing on the other side in a surprisingly wrinkle free button up shirt. It’s light blue color nicely complimented the tan slacks he was wearing. He still had his usual sneakers on, but Kim was sure they’d go unnoticed. Especially considering the large bouquet of flowers he was holding.

“What’s with the flowers Ron?” Kim asked as she stepped back to let him in.

“I thought you’re suppose to give flowers on a first date,” he said unsurely as he walked in.

“I don’t remember ever getting flowers.”

Ron’s pupils seemed to shrink with the fear of possible physical harm.

“Well…I…didn’t…I mean…we already knew each other so I didn’t think you’d want any,” he managed to say.

Kim continued to glare at him a moment longer before a smile crept along her face and she started to chuckle.

“It’s alright Ron, I’m not going to hurt you,” she remarked, laying a hand on his shoulder. “It was just a but surprising is all.”

“I just want to make sure everything will go alright,” he confessed as they walked into the living room.

“I’m sure everything will be fine.”

Shego turned her head to the duo as they stepped into the living room. She seemed even more surprised at Ron’s appearance than Kim.

“Wow Stoppable, I gotta say you almost look like a guy,” she quipped.

This time Kim’s glare was directed towards Shego, who merely shrugged before turning her attention back to Shin.

“Don’t worry about her,” Kim told him. “She’s just well…”

“Shego,” Ron muttered.

“That’s me,” the pale woman retorted without looking.

“Anyway,” Kim spoke up, trying to get things back on track. “I’m sure the person who you really want to impress with it, will be impressed. Now that you’re finally here Ron!”

The blonde boy looked at his best friend in confusion as she practically screamed the last part of her sentence.

“Are you feeling alright KP?” he asked with a quirked eyebrow.

“Oh I’m just fine Ron!” she replied, again putting an undo emphasis on his name.

Just as he was about to question her again, the sound of a door unlatching caught his attention and he turned to watch as the archway into the living room was quickly filled with a vision of beauty. Bonnie stood in the middle of the wooden archway decked out in a low cut red dress held up only by a pair of thin straps and her own moderately endowed bosom. A pair of red pumps and a small red choker highlighted the outfit as did her cheerful smile.

Ron stood froze to the spot where he stood and simply stared at her with his mouth hanging open dumbly. He always knew that Bonnie was a girl who could be defined as “hot” but right now the word “gorgeous” was running through his mind. And for some reason this…goddess standing there actually wanted to date him.

Kim shook her head at Ron’s rather predictable reaction and brought a hand up to gently close his mouth before giving him a shove forward with her elbow. The action brought him out of his daze enough for him to walk unsteadily forward and hold out the bouquet to her.

“Flowers. For. You,” he said, sounding very similar to the monster from the old Frankenstein movies.

Bonnie’s smile widened a bit as she took the flowers from him and gave them a quick whiff.

“They’re beautiful,” she said softly.

“Not as much as you,” Ron muttered sheepishly.


“Ugh,” Shego groaned in disgusted, only to be slapped in the back of the head by Kim. “Hey!”

Shin cooed happily and clapped her hands at the display her mommies were putting on, causing Shego cross her arms over her chest in a sulk while she muttered something under her breath. Kim ignored her and walked up to Bonnie.

“Why don’t I take these,” she advised, carefully taking the flowers from the brunette’s hands, “and put them in some water while you two go out on your date.”

“That sounds good. Thanks Kim,” Bonnie said as she walked forward and hooked an arm around Ron’s. “Come on Ronnie, time to treat one of the most beautiful girls in Middleton to a night out on the town.”

Ron nodded a little absently as he allowed himself to get led out the door. The sound of the latch clicking back into place seem to snap something inside Kim’s mind.

“Oh!” she shouted, as if remembering something important. “Now I know why that dressed seemed so familiar!”

“What are you babbling about?” Shego asked, looking over her shoulder at her.

“The dress Bonnie was wearing. It was the same one she wore when she went out with Brick while we’re bonded together.”

Shego raised an eyebrow at that statement. “Oh now this I gotta hear about.”

“No you don’t. It was really embarrassing.”

“That just makes me want to hear it even more.”

“Look it’s a long story.”

“We got all night. You know, unless of course Ron screws this up.”

Kim glared at her. “He is not going to screw this up.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Try me,” the redhead remarked with a smirk.

Once the two exited the house, Bonnie was surprised at what she saw in the driveway. Or rather what she didn’t see. Instead of Ron’s almost trademark Fearless Ferret scooter that he rode through most of highschool, an actual car sat in the driveway. It was nothing really fancy, just a four door, dark green car that could be seen just about everywhere nowadays, but the fact that it had more than two wheels and a roof was certainly a big plus. Still, it left her with one very important question.

“You have a car?!” she exclaimed in almost total shock.

“Well…actually it’s my dad’s,” Ron explained sheepishly. “Once I told my parents I had a date they were really excited and let me borrow the car and one of my dad’s credit cards.”

“So much for that old stereotype,” Bonnie remarked.

“What stereo…” he started to ask when his eyes suddenly went wide with realization. “Hey! That’s not cool!”

“Yeah I know, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Just try not to make a habit of it,” he muttered as he walked over to the passenger side door and opened it for her.

She nodded at him with a smile then carefully sat down inside the car. Once she swung her legs inside, Ron closed the door before walking over to his side and getting in himself. After they fastened their seatbelts, Ron turned his head so he could look behind him as he backed out, glancing down just enough to notice how perfectly the seatbelt strap fit between Bonnie’s breasts. He pushed the thought down for the moment to concentrate and the second he was out of the driveway he turned around again, taking another quick glance as he did so.

Bonnie noticed his wandering eyes and decided to have a little fun with them. She wiggled a bit to act like she was trying to get more comfortable and in the process arched her back slightly to push her chest against the strap further. This also had the unintentional event of causing her skirt to slide up slightly, but she found it helped get a stronger reaction. Ron’s face turned a bit red in either a heated flush or embarrassed blush as he watched her from the corner of his eye. He tried to snap out of it by pressing the gas pedal, but since the car was still in reverse, it rolled backwards a bit instead of the expected forwards. He let out a slight yelp then slammed on the breaks, causing them both to jar forward a bit. He gave her a nervous smile before putting the car in the right gear and finally heading out.

“Remind me again, you did pass diver’s ed, right?” Bonnie quipped.

“Yes I did! I got a very gentlemanly C…minus,” he explained, muttering the last part with a slight dip of his head.

“Well that makes me feel safe.”

“What did we agree on with the joking?”

“I thought it was just the one.”


“Oh lighten up, I’m just having some fun,” she said as she laid a hand on his arm.

He tensed nervously for a second at her touch, but quickly relaxed and learned to enjoy it. She gave his arm a gentle squeeze before she pulled her hand back and rested it with her other on her lap. There were a few minutes of silence between them as they traveled through the town, broken only when Bonnie’s curiosity got the better of her.

“So where are we going anyway?” she asked. “It better not be Bueno Nacho.”

Ron guffawed and gave her a quick look of shock then concentrated on the road again.

“What is it everyone has against Bueno Nacho?!” he shouted erratically.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just not a great place for a first date. Or any date for that matter.”

“As long as we’re in agreement that it’s still a great place,” he nodded solemnly. “And no, we’re not going there. Kim already talked to me about that.”

“Then I really need to thank her,” Bonnie remarked with a half grin.

Ron scowled but let it past. “Anyway,” he stressed, bringing the conversation back to topic. “I found out there’s a bon diggty place in the mall plaza where we can eat and still have time to catch a movie.”

“This place doesn’t accept coupons does it?”

“Who told you…?!” he started but then stopped and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Shego told you, didn’t she?”

Bonnie chuckled at his reaction. “She might have let something slip.”

“She told you so you wouldn’t go out with me, didn’t she? Why is she always against me?!”

“Calm down. I think it was more of a warning of what I should expect. I will agree though it was probably for the best that you didn’t use any of them, Coupon Boy.”

“Oh! Is everyone around me afraid of free stuff?!”

“Not when it’s good free stuff, which from what I heard nothing in that book was.”

“It’s all a matter of perspective,” he retorted and then sighed. “But you don’t have to worry about that, we’re going to a place that’s definitely wasn’t in the coupon book.”

“Good, then we shouldn’t have a problem,” she said with a confident nod of her head.

Ron glanced over at her for a second, then shrugged and went back to concentrating on the road. They spent the rest of the short trip in relative silence, with the radio providing background noise as they each anticipated how this night would go.

True to his word, Ron pulled into an actual restaurant when they reached the mall’s plaza rather than one of the many fast food places scattered about the area. While nothing too fancy it certainly was a step up from his usual hangout at Bueno Nacho. As he helped her out of the car, Bonnie looked up to see the restaurant’s name, “Emerald Wednesday’s” spelled out in lit up green letters just above the entrance. She smiled as he held the name door for her but was quickly intercepted by one of the white shirted employees as they reached the second set of doors. Once inside they were greeted by a sandy blonde hostess who could only be described as perky in all sense of the word.

“Hi! Welcome to Emerald Wednesday’s,” she said cheerfully. “Just two tonight?”

“Uh, yeah,” Ron answered.

“Smoking or none?”

“None. And a booth if you have one.”

“Alright, follow me.”

She flashed them an all-too-white smile then stepped out from behind the fake wooden podium and started to walk in front of them, picking up a two bundles of napkin wrapped silverware and menus as she did so. As the two followed her, Ron’s eyes traveled down a bit to admire how her pants seemed to fit her just perfectly. An action not missed by Bonnie, who gave him a light jab in the ribs to bring his mind back to their date. He jumped a little bit at her glaring expression and shook his head rapidly to indicate that he wasn’t doing anything wrong, but she didn’t seem to believe him. Fortunately, he was saved when they hostess suddenly stopped and turned around.

“Well this be OK?” she asked, gesturing to the small booth.

“It’s fine!” Ron blurted out, surprising her a bit.

She jumped back but still remained calm as she nodded her head and took a step to the side to allow them to slide into the booth. She then handed them their silverware and menus and after telling them their waiter would be there shortly, she cast a strange look at Ron before going back to the front. Ron flipped open his menu and used the cover to discretely look up at Bonnie, who now had an unreadable look on her face.

“I didn’t blow this already, did I?” he asked sheepishly.

“No, no you didn’t,” she replied with a sad sigh. “Honestly I’m use to the guys I’m going out with checking out the waitresses or hostesses.”

“I didn’t mean to, I swear. My eyes just had a mind of their own for a second and-”

“Hi, I’m Kevin and I’ll be your waiter,” a brown haired boy not much older than either of them greeted as he walked up to the table. “What can I get you guys to drink tonight?”

“I’ll have a Coke,” Ron said.

“I’ll have a Diet Coke,” Bonnie requested.

“Alright. Any appetizers I can put in for you?”

“Yes, actually, we’ll have the…” Ron paused as he looked over the menu again, “Loaded Potato Bacon Bombers.”

“Alright. I’ll get that put in for you and I’ll be right back with your drinks.”

As he walked away, Ron noticed that Bonnie titled her head a bit and seemed to focus on something rather intently. When he followed her line of sight he noticed she was checking out their waiter the same way he had been checking out the hostess. His head jerked back around with his mouth hanging open.

“Ooh! You were-” he exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger.

“Just making things even,” she remarked with a playful smirk. “So now we can start back on square one.”

“Yeah I guess so,” he muttered, focusing on his menu again.

Seeing his slightly dejected look, Bonnie decided to make it up to him in a rather unique way. She slipped the pump off her right foot then slowly began to rub it up and down his left shin. The unexpected action caused him to a jump a bit in surprise right as the waiter returned with their drinks. Much like the hostess, he gave the blonde boy an odd look as he set the drinks down.

“So are you ready to order?” he asked, pulling out a note pad and pencil.

“Yes!” Ron said a bit too quickly and loudly. He then cleared his throat as he picked up the menu again. “I believe I’m gonna have the chicken quesadilla.”

“As your meal?”


The waiter quirked any eyebrow. “Kay. And for you?” he asked, looking at Bonnie.

“I’ll have the chicken Parmesan with a side salad,” she informed him.

“What kind of dressing?”


“Alright,” he mumbled as he wrote on the pad. “Then I’ll be right back with your appetizer and your salad.”

He gave them a polite nod before taking up their menus and walking to the back to put their order in. Ron peeled the wrapper off his straw then slipped it into his glass and took a quick sip of his soda before he leaned back a bit in the booth. He looked over at Bonnie who was just finishing up a sip of her own when her eyes met his. As is usually the case when a pretty girl notices him, Ron suddenly felt very self conscious and began to fidget nervously. The brunette in red giggled at his antics.

“You know, I’m not sure if I should take that as a compliment or an insult at this point,” she quipped.

“Wha? Oh no! It’s not you at all. It’s just some weird thing I do,” Ron tried to explain.

“The ‘It’s not you, it’s me excuse’? Pulling that one already?”

“No!” he shouted frantically, drawing the attention of the costumers near him. He chuckled sheepishly as he sunk in the seat a bit and continued to speak more quietly. “It’s really not that, I’m just…well the whole dating thing’s never really been my strong point.”

“That’s amazing considering the amount of girls you’ve either gone out with or had a crush on you,” Bonnie countered, taking another sip of her soda.

“It’s not that many.”

“Well there was the Zita girl for awhile. Then Tara’s crush on you. Some Japanese chick named…what is it?”

“Yori,” he told her. “How did you hear about that?”

“It came up in a similar conversation Kim and I had.”

“Kim told you about that?!”

“Yep,” she nodded. “She also told me that Catgirl from the new super team hit on you too.”

“But why would she…?”

The brunette shrugged. “Maybe to give me a leg up on the competition? Maybe some pointers on to what to expect or what you might like. I’m sure I could always find some skin tight outfit to squeeze into if that’s what you really want.”

Again Ron laughed nervously as he pulled at the collar to his shirt which suddenly seemed much tighter under pressure Bonnie’s mischievous grin. She folded her arms on the table and leaned forward to take another sip of her soda and inadvertently, or not, give him a slight peak down the top of her dress. He had just over come his confusion and insecurities to look, when the waiter came by with the plate of Potato Bacon Bombers and salad. Bonnie tossed him a quick wink then sat upright as her plate was set down in front of her.

“There you go,” the waiter said. “Anything else I can get for you? Some refills perhaps.”

“No, I think we’re good, Kevin,” Ron remarked, sounding slightly annoyed at his timing.

“OK. Then I hope you enjoy and I’ll be out in a bit with your meals.”

“Is it just me or does it seem like that guy’s butting into our date?” Ron whispered suspiciously as Kevin walked away.

“It’s just you,” Bonnie remarked as she poured the small cup of dressing over her salad.

“I guess,” the blonde remarked then reached for one of the bacon and cheese filled potato slices. “It’s just…”

“Just what?”

He tried to brush off the question with a wave of his hand which currently held the butter knife he was using to spread sour cream on his snack. Bonnie, however, wasn’t about to let him off the hook that easily.

“What?” she insisted.

“I’ve just been thinking during this whole thing, and really since you first asked me out. I know it’s stupid but…well…why me?” he asked, dipping his head slightly as he looked at her unsurely.

Bonnie was surprised by not only the question but also by how much the look he was currently giving her resembled Kim’s infamous Puppy Dog Pout. She smiled warmly at him then reached over to place her hand of his free one laying on the table and wrapped her fingers gently around his.

“Because honestly, you’re probably the nicest guy I’ve ever known,” she said sincerely.

He blinked at the answer. “Really?” he asked, still shocked.




“Wow. Not even Brick?”

She sighed and started to poke her salad with her fork at the mention of her ex.

“Yeah even him,” she admitted. “I mean he wasn’t a bad guy per say, but…well let’s just say he was a typical jock.”

“How so?” Ron asked, sounding a little harsher some of the implications of the sentence.

“It’s not as bad as you think,” she said, taken slightly aback by his change in tone. “He wasn’t really that handsy, but…his eyes did wander a bit.” She paused as she tried to think of a good example. “Like tonight for instance. Remember the thing I said about the hostess?”

Ron nodded.

“Well it wouldn’t be just her, probably some of the other girls too. And when looking at them he’d be blatantly staring at my chest. You, on the other hand…well I know I’ve done a lot to tease you cause, well I was just having fun, but to your credit you actually did all you could to not blatantly stare. It’s kind of a refreshing change. Nice to know someone is trying to keep chivalry alive.”

He blushed a bit at the remark. “Well I’m not really sure about all that. I’m just trying to respectful.”

“And it’s appreciated. Trust me.”

They shared a bit quick smile before starting on their separate plates. While Bonnie was rather quite and dignified at eating her salad, the second Ron bit into his food he started to make a series of noises that sounded better suited for the bedroom rather than a crowded restaurant. The brunette looked up at him out of the corner of her eyes.

“You two want to get a room?” she joked.

“Sorry,” he apologized sheepishly. “But these things are really good. Try one.”

“No thank you. I get enough unhealthy, greasy food at work.”

“Then one more thing won’t hurt you. Come on,” he said, finishing the last bit off, “you gotta try this.”

Her replied was lost to a giggle that she tried to desperately to hide.

“What?” he asked unsurely.

“You’ve-you’ve got something on your cheek,” she answered between giggles, pointing to a glob of sour cream on his left cheek.

“Oh jeez!” he exclaimed as he took a napkin and wiped the area. “Did I get it?”

She shook her head with another barely contained giggle.

He swiped at it again. “Now?”

“Nope,” she smiled then reached down for her own napkin. “Here let me.”

She reached across the table and with one quick and careful swipe, removed the mess of food that was giving her such entertainment. She crumbled the napkin around the soiled spot and set it down next to her plate then looked at Ron again.

“There, all better. Just be careful, cause I do want to keep my napkin for my own use. So if you do that again I just might have to get off with my tongue,” she teased in a sultry voice.

He shuddered a bit at the idea. “See? Now you’re just tempting me to do that.”

“Oh an actual flirtatious reply. Finally getting a little more comfortable on this date, are we Mr. Stoppable?”

“A little, yeah.”

“Good. I was beginning to think I’d have to carry the whole thing myself.”

They smiled at each other again then went back to enjoying their appetizers. Much to the restaurant’s credit, as soon as they were done with their plates, the entree was delivered to their table. They thanked the waiter then began to dig in, sharing storied in between bites. Like when they shared lunched at Smarty-Mart, they talked about a few things from school and life in general, but it seemed much more easy now that they knew where they each stood on their feelings. It also helped them talk about their past relationships and what went wrong there to try an avoid those problems. There were some that were still painful, particularly Ron’s failed relationship with Kim, but for the most part they found themselves actually enjoying the experience. It felt nice to get it all out, especially to someone who wasn’t judging them or going to mock them for letting out such personal information.

Eventually though, the dinner did wined down and once they were both sure they’re stuffed, Ron paid the bill and they were quickly on their way to the theater in the main part of the mall. It was there that their date took a slight bad turn as they stood before the row of posters to and figure out what to see.

“I still say ‘The Memo Pad’ is a prefect date movie,” Bonnie insisted.

“And by date movie you mean ‘chick flick’,” Ron countered. “Now if you want something that’s actually worth seeing, ‘Bricks of Fury: The Final Brickening’ is the culmination of the previous five films.”

“You mean culmination of stupidity. The whole thing’s nothing by two hours of mindless violence.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

“I thought you’d get enough of that helping Kim save the world.”

“Which is why it’s not to watch other people do it for awhile. Besides, what’s so great about watching someone read from their diary for two hours?”

“It’s not just that!” Bonnie snapped. “It’s a story that shows how true love can overcome any obstacle, even someone’s failing memory. The main women in it might not be able to remember why she loves her husband but she remembers that she does. It’s sweet.”

“It’s boring,” Ron protested. “If I wanted to watch something that would put me to sleep, I’d go back to high school.”

“Well we’re definitely not seeing that stupid ‘Bricks of Fury’ movie.”

“And we’re not seeing ‘The Memo Pad’.”

“So what does that leave us with?”

They looked back over the posters proclaiming “New Release” above them and saw that only one other movie was available for them to see. It was simply titled “Cooks” with the intriguing tag line, “It’s your soul, served to you on a platter of lies and deceit”. The poster showed a surprisingly bald Christopher Walken in the foreground holding up a steaming plate of…something. In the background where a few of the other main characters, mostly dressed in chief’s coats save for one whole was decked out in military cameo with a bazooka slung over his shoulder. One of the few women characters stole holding a butcher’s knife and glared at a pair of chiefs who were arguing with each other while a man in a manager’s suit stood in the background with a gun to his head. While all this occurred, a black woman also in a manager’s suit held her forehead as a young waiter just stood shrugging. Underneath the picture was a line boasting some of the bigger stars, including Christopher Walken, John Goodmen, Queen Latifah, Kevin Spacey, Kevin Smith and Kathy Bates.

“This looks pretty good. Lots of good people in it,” Ron commented.

Bonnie glanced at the poster. “Yeah I’ve heard some good stuff about it. It’s suppose to be pretty funny.”

“Well if we can’t go action then comedy’s always good. So…interested?”

“Yeah sure,” she replied, hooking her arm through his. “But we’re so coming back to see ‘The Memo Pad’.”

“Awww man!”

Bonnie ignored his whines as she led him to the ticket booth. After a quick stop off by the concession stand for a small popcorn and some sodas they quickly made their way into the correct theater to they could find what Ron dubbed, ‘The perfect seats’. Bonnie really wasn’t sure what the difference was, but apparently the blonde boy had his own system worked out that she really didn’t want to interfere with. A minute or so later of bouncing around from seat to seat, the two were finally settled in to watch just as the rest of the crowd started to pile in. Ron smirked at his superior seat grabbing skills while Bonnie just rolled her eyes and took a handful of popcorn.

Surprisingly, this turned out to be one of those times the critics were right and the movie actually was quite funny. Though seeing some of the supposedly “true” things that happened in the kitchen, it made Ron seriously reconsider his idea of becoming a world famous chief. Though if he could handle going up against crazy mad scientists trying to take over the world, then a few crazy chiefs with foul mouths and knives couldn’t be so bad, right? He just hoped that the current scene of the chief named Paul, played by John Goodman, shooting up a store called Kroger’s with a mini gun was one of the made up parts, cause that he probably wouldn’t handle.

His concerns faded, however, when he felt Bonnie’s hand lay on top of his. She merely smiled when he looked over at her and with a grin of his own he wrapped his fingers around hers. It felt nice to have such intimate contact with someone again, but it did present one problem: the hand that was currently holding the brunette’s was also the one had been using to pick out popcorn from the box. He really didn’t want to ruin the moment they’re having, but he also was feeling the craving for some of the light, crunchy snack. Apparently sensing his distress, Bonnie reached over and scooped up a bundle for him. He chuckled a bit and readily accepted the offer, careful not to bite her fingers. With that done, she took a bit of herself before readjusting her position so she could rest her head on his shoulder. It was a little awkward thanks to the cup holder in between the seats, but neither of them really seemed to mind.

After the movie was finished and the crowd dispersed, Ron stayed behind to see if there was a scene after the credits. He let out a slight groan of disappoint that there wasn’t but then got up and went to find Bonnie who had taken off for the restroom with everyone else. He found her waiting in the lobby with some rather large guy apparently hitting on her. From her irritated look it was obviously she wasn’t interested, but it seemed he wasn’t taking “No” for an answer. Ron looked the guy over and figured him as some college football star/fraternity guy based on his attitude and large build. The kind of guy that could probably easily beat him to a pulp if he wanted to. But still, the guy was acting like a jackass and had to be taught a lesson.

“Uh, excuse me,” he said, walking up to the two and putting an arm around Bonnie. “Would you mind not harassing my date?”

The guy blinked in surprise. “THIS is the guy you’re on a date with?!” he shouted indignantly, shoving a finger into Ron’s chest.

“Yes, this is him,” Bonnie replied confidently, snaking an arm around Ron’s waist.

“Yeah but look at him! He’s just so…so…look at him!”

“Yeah, so? What, jealous he’s natural blonde while you had to get yours out of a bottle.”

“Oooh, burn,” Ron chuckled.

The jock stammered a bit as he put his hands over his hair then growled and narrowed his eyes dangerously at Ron. Before anyone could react, his arms shoot forward and grabbed the teenage sidekick’s shirt and lifted him off the ground so he could get a eye level.

“That’s it! I’m gonna mess you up Twig Boy!” he shouted.

“I don’t suppose you’d want to go somewhere and talk about this calmly, would you?” Ron asked lamely.

The jock just growled again and reeled back his right fist.

“Didn’t think so. Before you pound me into a pile of mulch can I at least give you a word of advise?”

The larger man just inclined his head to show he was listening.

“See I’ve been picked up menacingly by a lot of guys, and some girls, over the years and there’s one thing they always miss.”

“What’s that?”

“You never hold a guy so his foot’s right in line of the family jewels.”

The jock’s mouth opened in surprise, but before he could react Ron’s foot shot forward and planted itself firmly between his legs. He let out a loud groan then dropped the smaller boy and doubled over in pain. Ron then grabbed Bonnie’s hand and made a motion for them to run, but she stood behind long enough to give the fall jerk a kick in the ribs before hopping over his prone form and running off with Ron towards the car, making surprisingly good time despite the pumps she was wearing.

When they reached the car they jumped in as quickly as they could and Ron sped away, barely paying attention to the traffic laws as he did so. It was only after they had put a good distance between the mall and themselves that they relaxed and started to laugh about the incident.

“So is if the ‘family jewels’ defensive something Kim taught you or something you learned on your own?” Bonnie asked once she calmed down enough to talk.

“A little bit of both,” Ron replied uneasily.

“Well, however you learned it was fun watching you use it.”

“The guy deserved it, he was a jerk.”

“I know. Gah I’m disgusted with myself that I actually use to date guys like that.”

Ron glanced over at her unsurely. “So then…you don’t mind dating the slightly spastic, often forgotten, luckless in love sidekick to a teen superhero?”

“Not one bit. Especially after he just stood up for me. Which reminds me, you should probably get a reward for that,” she said with a smirk.

“Well I don’t know about that, I mean KP’s always talking about how we should accept rewards cause helping people it’s own reward but-”

His rambling stopped when Bonnie leaned over and gave him a small peck on the cheek. His eyes sparkled a bit as his mouth curved back into a goofy looking smile. The brunette giggled a bit as his reaction before settling back into her seat. The were a few minutes of silence as the expression stayed on Ron’s face and he was barely aware of anything around him. Fortunately, he was still conscious enough to noticed to the light ahead of them turning red in time to stop, even if it did jerk the car a bit.

“Again, are you sure you’re allowed to drive?” Bonnie teased.

“Yes,” Ron replied a bit irritably. “So, where do you want to go now?”

“Actually I should probably be getting back to Kim’s. I do have to work early tomorrow so I need to get as much sleep as I can.”

“That tanks.”

“Tell me about it,” she muttered. “But at least tomorrow I’ll be able to tell everyone that I went out on a nice date.”

“So then…tonight was enjoyable?”

“Yep. Best date I’ve had in awhile.”

Ron perked up a bit as the satisfied remark and excited glint came to his eye as he started to ring his fingers around the steering wheel.

“Go ahead and say it,” Bonnie sighed.


A bit later, the two stood outside the front door to Kim’s home. Like many dates before, they stood there a bit awkwardly, not really sure what to say to end it.

“Well…here we are,” Ron said lamely.

“Yeah,” Bonnie replied.

“So…given the fact that you said you enjoyed yourself tonight, is there any chance for a second date?”

She gave a quick smile before leaning forward and giving him another peck on the cheek.

“I’d say that’s highly likely. I just need to check my schedule to see when my next few days off are so we can stay out longer,” she told him.

“Sounds good to me. I’m sure we’ll see each other before then so we can plan out all sorts of fun stuff.”

“Like seeing ‘The Memo Pad’.”

Ron sighed in defeated. “Like seeing ‘The Memo Pad’.”

“Good. I’ll see you around then.”

“See ya.”

She turned to walk into the house but stopped as soon as she placed her hand on the doorknob.

“Oh to hell with it,” she muttered.

She then turned around quickly before Ron could leave, cupped his face with her hands and pulled him in for a full, and somewhat heated, kiss on the lips. Naturally, he was surprised at first, but quickly gave in as his eyes rolled back into his head slightly and his body nearly went limp. When Bonnie broke the kiss she gave the still dazed boy a triumphant smirk before opening the door and stepping into the house.

“Bye!” she said cheerfully.

“Bye,” Ron repeated half coherently before stumbling back into the car.

He sat there for a moment, replaying the night’s events in his head, especially that very last one there.

“That would be a double booyah!” he cheered to himself.

Bonnie leaned against the door after she closed it and let out a content sigh. She hadn’t been lying when she said that was the best date she had been on in a very, very long time nor when she had told Ron he was the best guy she knew. It still seemed a bit funny after all the jocks and “hawt” guys she dated that she’d end up with the school loser, but given that she wasn’t in school anymore it didn’t matter. What did matter was that he was a nice guy that treated her respectfully and would stand up for her even if the odds were against him. It was nice to finally have someone she knew she could rely on. Nice and safe.

“So how’d the date go?” a voice asked, breaking into her thoughts.

She looked around to notice that she had somehow made her way into the living room. The voice had come from Kim who was half covering Shego as the two sat in the green recliner next to the couch and had been watching TV judging by the remote in Shego’s hand. A little worried that she had walked in without even realizing it, Bonnie quickly shook the feeling and looked towards the couple with a large smile on her face.

“It went great!” she gushed. “I don’t know why it didn’t work out between you two, Ron’s a great guy.”

“Yeah, well…that’s nothing I really want to get into right now,” Kim said gently. “But wasn’t I the one who was telling you Ron was a great guy for…oh I don’t know a few years now?”

“OK, OK, so you’re right about it,” the brunette relented as she slipped out of her pumps. “It just took me awhile to realize that.”

“Awhile and really big fall into near poverty and depression,” Shego corrected.

“Thanks, I was trying not to think about that.”

“Oh don’t mind her, she’s just grumpy cause it took awhile to put Shin to sleep,” Kim remarked with a dismissive wave.

“A job that should have been yours Princess.”

“Whatever. So anyway, Bonnie, you said the date when well?”

“Yep. We’re even talking about setting up another one. You know, when I can get the time off work.”

“That’s great!”

“Yeah I know. Speaking of work I better go get a shower and get to bed. I’ll fill you in on all the details tomorrow.”

“Looking forward to it.”

The two watched as she made her way through the living room and pass the arch the lead into the hallway where the bedrooms and bathrooms were. Kim waited until she heard the sound of a door close and water running before looking at Shego with same look a cat would give a mouse.

“Pay up!” she demanded, holding a hand palm up.

Shego muttered something as she squirmed a bit to reach into her pocket and pull out a fifty dollar bill. She begrudgingly gave it to Kim who merely smirked in return as she fit the money into her own pocket.

“I say double or nothing on the second date,” the pale woman remarked.

“You just love losing money to me, don’t you?”

“So you in or what?”

“Oh, it’s on,” Kim grinned.

To Be Concluded…

Author’s Notes: Whew! Loooong chapter there. Sorry, couldn’t be helped with all the things I wanted to work in. Should be lucky though as I really did want to have more with Ron and Bonnie’s date and an actual scene from the movie they’re watching, but it was running long anyway so I cut that out. Hope you guys didn’t mind the longer chapter and that it made the wait worth it. I know there’s a least one of you out there that’s been holding their breath for this chapter. Hope you haven’t passed out by now man. Heh.

Normally I don’t do this, since I appreciate every review I get, but I’m curious as to whether or not I can do the romance scene well. I’m confident in my ability to do angst, action, and definitely sarcastic comedy, but the quite, intimate moments between characters? No idea. So let me know if you think Ron and Bonnie’s date when alright or if it was too cheesy or whatever. It’s all helpful in the end. You know, except for dumbass flames but I don’t think any of you guys would give me one of those, right? Right?

Oh one more thing. As much as I’m sure it seems like it, the movie “Cooks” isn’t just a parody of “Clerks”. Sure the name is a take off of it, the concept is actually something a friend and I have been toying with for a few years now. Basically it’s a movie based on where we work. At least it started out that way. Now though the more realistic goal is to make it a novel and then see if we can sell the write for a movie. If I can ever pull myself away from fanfiction, I’ll actually try to do this. But for now I’m just having too much fun on this series to really focus on anything else. Still…maybe someday. Oh and the actors listed? Those are the ones we’ve picked out to play our co-workers. That’s part of the fun. Heh.

OK, that’s all for now. See you guys back here for the final chapter of “The Pathetic Tale of Bonnie Rockwaller”. Don’t worry, it won’t be anywhere near as long as this one.

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