Extension of Warning = ?- oooh, see that, uh huh, spiffy.
Okay, this is the SEQUEL to Realizing Truths, so if you haven’t read it, do so NOW. Then read this one. So you know what the hell is going on… Could be useful.
Rysha: Naked Norkieness, yaoi lemony goodness, yuri lemony goodness… Do you think people will be able to tell that I had something to do with this? And if you do you think I should go build a shelter now?
Rin: um… is it a little shelter and am I in there too?
Rysha: That depends… what will you bribe me with?
Rin: um… grins and inches closer to Rysha
Rysha: Nope, invitation retracted. Hope you have fun with your readers. points to the scary lot of people standing behind Rin with glowing eyes and fangs
Rin: holds a strawberry under Rysha’s nose pweese????
Rysha: resolve weakening under delicious smell of strawberry Damn you…
Rin: That’s right… takes a step back and draws the strawberry with me Follow me, my love….
Rysha: shoots an energy bolt at the strawberry dissolving it No strawberry is worth that.
Rin: Damn. Little music notes fly above my head Shot through the heart… sniff rejected once again… perks I know! Runs off in search of WannaBeRogue for a drink
Rysha: Like I need her. Anyway I want to tell you guys that I shall be posting a fanfic up here in hopefully a day or two. It’s called What You Weren’t Expecting. Look for it you helplessly addicted followers!
(Rin: Oh, and for the slow ones… Rysha and I are S-E-P-E-R-A-T-E people… Just so you know…)
There was only two days until school started. Their senior year. It was going to be great and yet…it was also frightening. This was the big year, after this there was…what? College?
“Argh! More school! I swear to you, on this very day…” Ron struck a dramatic pose. Long pause. “Okay, so I’m all out of ideas…”
Kim flung a naco at him. It bounced off of his forehead and lay innocently on the ground.
“Oh the pain!” he cried, clutching at his heart. Rufus promptly struck his head out of Ron’s pocket and leapt for the fallen chip.
“Mmm! Naco!” Rufus said, munching on said item.
“Nooo! Not my naco!” Ron yelled as Rufus hopped out and ran off. Ron sprinted after him. “Give me my naco, you rodent-fiend!” (1)
Kim and Monique rolled their eyes and resumed eating.
“Anyway, we have sooo gotta go shopping, girl!” Monique said excitedly.
“Yeah, we can hit the mall,” Kim replied between munching.
“You ought to bring your girl with you,” Monique suggested.
“Shego? Yeah, I can ask her.” Kim drifted off in thought. Monique waited, but when she didn’t come out of it, the African American girl waved a hand in front of her face.
“Huh?” Kim blinked.
“You went off again,” Monique told her. “But it’s cool, my company just isn’t good enough anymore,” she sniffed dramatically to prove her point.
“No! It’s not like that!” Kim sat up.
Monique chuckled. “I’m just playing you, girl.”
Ron flopped down onto the seat next to Kim. When he tried to steal some snackage however, all he got was growled at.
“You know Kim, I’m still not sure if Shego’s being a good influence on you,” Ron said, eventually managing to steal a naco.
“Hey Ron,” Kim said sweetly. “Want to go to the mall later?”
Ron cringed. “Not shopping. Please no shopping!”
The two girls nodded simultaneously.
“Ohhh,” he groaned and thumped his head on the table. “I’ll go on one condition. We go to the club tonight.”
Silence.
“I’m game,” Monique said finally.
“All right, I’m in,” Kim grinned. “Shego will drive us.”
“You say that with such confidence,” Monique grinned at the red head.
“Okay, first thing on our agenda. Kim needs a car!” Ron yelled. Kim had gotten her license over the past year, but she still didn’t have a car so they were back in the same place they started. Ron was still having trouble getting his, he passed his permit test after hours of cramming the night before with Kim nodding over her book but he kept scaring all of his teachers off. For some reason, nobody wants to get in a car when Ron is behind the wheel. Monique didn’t see a point in getting her license yet. All she had to do was ask Wade to use his remote car from his room. It worked out great. Wade didn’t trust Ron with his precious machine. He and Monique had been talking a lot about things and that was one of the things they agreed on. (2)
“It is kind of pathetic that we’re all eighteen and we still have to get rides,” Kim said.
“We won’t end up like Needlemeyer. Never!” Ron slammed his fist down on the table.
“Uh, hello? You passed your permit test. That’s already more than he did,” Monique pointed out.
“Yeah, well still…” Ron said defensively.
All three heads turned when the door opened and Shego walked through. She ignored the friends and went straight to the counter.
“What’s with that? Diss!” Ron sneered.
Kim’s eyes merely narrowed. “Shego, don’t you dare…” she muttered under her breath. When the dark haired woman leaned far over the counter, Kim shot up out of her seat. By the time she reached Shego, the damage had already been done. The two of them walked back to Monique and Ron, Shego with her free chimarito in her hands, grinning widely.
“Damnit Shego, it’s wrong!” Kim protested.
“Hey, a girl’s gotta eat,” was all she said. Shego didn’t look very chastised, but then again, she never did. “Come on, come on Kim. Let’s go.”
“What? Why?” Kim blinked.
“Because I have to get you home,” she mumbled quickly.
“Huh?”
“Your mom cornered me this morning,” she muttered under her breath.
“Oooooh, cornered by the Mrs. P. Harsh,” Ron piped up.
Kim gave her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, Monique snickered and Ron laughed. Shego growled, but otherwise she didn’t threaten the blond boy. She did so strictly for Kim’s benefit and made it known often.
Shego hurried Kim out of Bueno Nacho and into her car. Once in the car, she leaned over and kissed Kim long and hard. Kim was breathless by the time she pulled away. She still wasn’t used to the public showings of affection. Kim hadn’t told her parents about Shego yet or the navel piercing for that matter. She would, but on her terms, Kim thought as they drove away.
Back inside Bueno Nacho, Monique sipped at her drink.
“You kinda gotta feel bad for Shego. She went from her nice, quiet life of evil to…the Possible family,” Ron said wiping an imaginary tear away.
“So, are you going to bring another friend to the club?” Monique asked innocently.
“Well…maybe,” Ron grinned back at her.
“So how did this happen again?” Monique inquired, munching on a chip.
“What?”
“When did you suddenly turn gay?”
“I’m not gay! I’m straight! Or, bi…or um, something. I don’t know anymore. My head hurts… Ron complained, rubbing his forehead.
Monique chuckled at him. “Calm down, big boy. You don’t need all the answers now. You just need to know what you want.”
“Yeah, but I don’t even know if he likes me that way. I don’t want to jeopardize our friendship over something miniscule.” He slumped in his seat.
“Actually it’s not that…miniscule,” Monique flashed a grin at Ron.
“Well…it’s like, I see Kim and Shego and they’re…happy. I just want to know how long this is going to take,” Ron said quietly. “I’ve been avoiding Felix for a while now, but I need to get this off my chest. I need to tell him.” The seriousness in his eyes made Monique uneasy. She was seeing the part of Ron that wasn’t silly.
Not long after, the two of them split up and went to their separate homes. While Ron walked, his mind mulled over his thoughts. Should he tell him? Yes, he had to. Either Felix would tell him he felt the same way or he would shoot him down. But no matter the answer, Ron had to know.
He finally reached his house and strode through the door. He shouted a greeting to his mother in the kitchen then went straight to his room. Once inside his room, Ron made a beeline across the messy floor to the phone. He dialed Felix’s number, took a deep breath to steady himself and waited, listening to the ringing.
“Hello?”
“Hey Felix! How’s it hanging?”
“Oh, hey Ron. Pretty good here, how about you?”
“Can’t complain,” Ron said and licked his lips. “Hey, there’s a club not far from here. Me, Kim and Monique were planning on going tonight. You wanna come?”
“Oh, I see. Kind of like one last night of freedom before we’re locked back into the chains of school, huh? Sure, I don’t have any plans. How are we getting there?” Felix asked.
“Oh, uh, Shego,” Ron said with a little laugh.
“Who’s that?”
“You know, the girl that used to be Drakken’s sidekick? Green and black scary woman?”
“Oh yeah, wait…used to be?” Felix sounded confused.
“Um, yeah, she quit working for him and she’s with Kim now,” Ron stated, rubbing the back of his neck.
“I caught that much since she was there when that mutated experiment got loose. So what made her leave Drakken?” he said.
“Kim uh…persuaded her,” Ron laughed nervously.
“How?”
“Well, remember when I said they were together, well…they’re together,” he told Felix.
There was a pause over the phone.
“So the friend of my enemy is really, really cute huh?” Felix laughed and Ron relaxed. For a second he wondered if he’d scared the brown haired boy away.
“Apparently KP thought so. All right, well we’ll pick you up at seven, okay?”
“Sure, see you then.” They hung up.
1. Rin: Yes, I KNOW it’s a nacho, but I wrote it as a naco… Just leave me to my pretty delusions or I’ll stop writing.
Rysha: if you had just added a H, a couple of lousy Hs you stupid lazy bum.
Rin: giggles You said bum. … throws a pencil at Rysha I SAID LEAVE ME TO MY DELUSIONS!!!
2. Rin: This is a cry for help… sniff I wrote this in driver’s ed classes…