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Post by Kim Possible on Mar 7, 2016 21:35:59 GMT -5
Well, you know, they can't be worse than KP's brothers. They're a load of trouble. Oh...just you wait! *evil snicker* Oh no...that can't be possible.......can it?
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 7, 2016 21:39:37 GMT -5
It could.... XD
Chapter 3
(10am)
"Hey, Dad!" Kim smiled to her father as she came downstairs, "Are you going to take me to the Flynn-Fletcher house in Danville?"
"Sorry, Kimmie-Cub!" James replied sadly, "I forgot to mention to you that the family car is in the shop and Professor Ramesh is going to pick me and your mother up on our way to the seminar!"
"But..." Kim babbled, "...how am I going to get to Danville? I only have a learner's permit and I can't drive without you or Mom in the car!"
"What about one of your cheerleading friends?" James wondered.
"Huh? Dad! Most of the cheerleaders on my squad are 15 years old! They only have their learner's permits!" Kim complained.
However, James just finished up calling someone.
"Not all of them, Kimmie-cub! There is one person on your squad that has a drivers license!"
Kim gasped, "Oh no, you don't mean..." _
Bonnie Rockwaller drove up the driveway in her white 4-door sedan. The proclaimed Queen Bee of Middleton High had just turned sixteen and received one of her best birthday presents ever...a driver's licence.
Her beautiful brunette hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was wearing a tank top and jeans shorts.
Kim stood outside the front porch, hands buried in her face.
"Why, Dad...?" she grimaced, "Why did you have to call her?"
"Because Bonnie is the only person on the squad with a license. Although it's a restricted license and she can't drive at night, she'll be more than happy to take you to the Flynn-Fletcher house on her way to the beach, Kimmie-cub!"
"Dad!" Kim exclaimed, upon hearing her father saying that nickname, "Not in Bonnie's presence!"
"Sorry, Kimberly, but it's the only way for you to get to your babysitting job in Danville."
Kim grumbled and muttered to herself, stomping on the ground as she made her way toward Bonnie's car.
"Well...well...well...what's the matter, Miss I-Can-Do-Anything? Don't have a driver's licence?" Bonnie taunted, showing off her driver's licence in front of Kim. "Oh yeah...I almost forgot, you only have a learner's permit!"
"Well, everyone else has their learners!" Kim countered, knowing that almost all the squad was her age. "Why single me out?"
"Let's just say I recorded one of your little driving sessions with your daddy!" Bonnie grinned.
"Uhh...uhh..."
(3 weeks ago)
"Now, Kimmie-cub, we're going to learn how to parallel park!" James smiled to his daughter behind the wheel. They were in James' usual beige car.
"Remember, I want you to parallel park between our mailbox..." James explained, pointing to the Possible mailbox that has stood there for 14 years. "...and the fire hydrant in front of our house!"
"Okay, this'll be no big!" Kim smiled.
"I've hired someone to capture this very moment on camera!" James said with a smile.
"Who, Mom?"
"No...Bonnie!" James replied, pointing to Bonnie sitting on the sidewalk on the other side of the street holding a video camera.
"What?! Dad, are you..." Kim gasped in horror.
"Kimmie-cub...focus!"
"Oh, oh, right, Dad! So if I put the car in reverse..."
She put her father's car in reverse and heard her phone ring.
"Hello? Hey, Ron!"
"Kimmie-cub!" James screamed as he saw her daughter step on the gas while in reverse while on her phone. "Watch out for the..."
The next sound he heard was the one he didn't want to hear, a loud bang of his car from the rear. A cascading and continuing spray of water poured unceremoniously on the damaged vehicle.
"...fire hydrant."
Bonnie, meanwhile, captured everything on film and laughed uncontrollably, pointing at an embarrassed Kim, damaging her father's car and her dad giving a very stern look at her.
"You know, Kim, driving while on your cell phone is a major distraction on the road!" Bonnie grinned. "I even took a picture of you in complete shame and humiliation for next year's school yearbook! It isn't my fault that you crashed into that hydrant!"
"Just cut it out already, Bonnie! I've just got out of being grounded by my dad for 2 1/2 weeks and making me babysit the Tweebs!" Kim demanded.
"Oh, and how is life treating you with those two sweet angels?" Bonnie chuckled. She liked seeing how the twins were treating Kim.
"They are little demons tormenting my life!" Kim whined. "But for once, today, I am not babysitting those little terrors! I will be babysitting sweet angels from Danville and you are going to take me there!"
"Fine...whatever, loser! But you'll have to pay me!" Bonnie smirked.
"Pay you? For what?" Kim exclaimed.
"You know...dinner if I find a true hottie! He wouldn't like it if I paid him with nothing!"
Kim growled and gave her a ten and a five.
"Perfect! Now let me drive you to your intended destination!" Bonnie grinned, input the coordinates on her very own GPS.
"2308 Maple Dr., Danville!" Kim seethed through her teeth.
"Okay, and...got it!" Bonnie chuckled, activating the all-lock button on the sedan.
The doors were locked shut. There was no escape.
"Want me to tell that story of you when you were two years old!"
Kim gasped in shock! This was the very story Ann told Bonnie on the ski trip when they first encountered DNAmy!
"NOOOOOOOO!"
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Post by Gum on Mar 7, 2016 21:39:57 GMT -5
Oh...just you wait! *evil snicker* Oh no...that can't be possible.......can it? Ooh, I've heard of strange stuff happening when you mix genius brothers and engineer kids. I'd be worried if I were you!
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Post by Kim Possible on Mar 7, 2016 21:48:34 GMT -5
Oh no...that can't be possible.......can it? Ooh, I've heard of strange stuff happening when you mix genius brothers and engineer kids. I'd be worried if I were you! Exactly, that's what scares me...
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 7, 2016 21:54:16 GMT -5
Ooh, I've heard of strange stuff happening when you mix genius brothers and engineer kids. I'd be worried if I were you! Exactly, that's what scares me... And not to mention who is in the third chapter!
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Post by Bonnie Rockwaller on Mar 7, 2016 22:26:07 GMT -5
Mmm...humiliating, wasn't it, K? *smirks*
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Post by Kim Possible on Mar 7, 2016 23:18:16 GMT -5
Mmm...humiliating, wasn't it, K? *smirks* Oh, was it as humiliating as when you were the tweebs' car monkey? Oh and when they completely destroyed your car? I think not
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Post by Bonnie Rockwaller on Mar 8, 2016 21:37:16 GMT -5
They still owe me a car...
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 8, 2016 22:10:25 GMT -5
Chapter 4
"…and that's how you ran around the rest stop with a roll of toilet paper wrapped around your leg while your mommy was changing you!" Bonnie finished up the humiliating story of Kim. They continued driving the streets of Middleton.
"Urrrgh! Enough, Bonnie!" Kim demanded, "Just make the two pit stops I told you to…."
"I don't get it!" Bonnie sneered.
"And what do mean by that?" Kim grumbled.
"Okay, for Moni, I understand, because she's the fashion expert and she has a part-time job at our Club Banana! But Stoppable? Do you know how much I had to spend to clean up all that…foam...on my cheer skirt?" the brunette replied, comparing Kim's two primary friends.
"Lemme guess, Bonnie!" Kim smirked, "More than a hundred dollars?"
"175, Kim!" Bonnie snarled back, "And you'd better make sure that the loser cuts out the foam by the beginning of school!"
"Can't!" Kim countered, "After all, the Mad Dog was his idea after all!"
Bonnie muttered to herself as she approached Monique's house first.
Monique arrived, clad in her usual red dress. She was sitting in a swingset on the front porch.
"Hey, girl!" she exclaimed, hearing the honks of the horn. "How are…"
Then she saw Bonnie driving her white sedan with poor Kim in the passenger seat.
"Monique…" Kim replied weakly, "…help me!" She didn't want to take in any more of her humiliating stories.
"Hey, Moni!" Bonnie smiled, waving her hand.
"Hey, Bonnie. Nice car…" Monique replied unenthusiastically. She got into the back seat of the car.
"Why, thank you! It's so the best Sweet 16 present ever, and my driver's license too!" Bonnie grinned, showing off her driver's license in front of Monique's face.
"Just you wait, Bonnie!" Kim sneered, "In six months, I will have my own license and my own car!"
"Not if you keep on backing up into hydrants and crashing your daddy's car, Kim!" Bonnie snickered.
"Just take us to Ron's house…" Kim demanded.
The trio drove off from Monique's house en route to Ron's.
Bonnie muttered, "I hope the loser doesn't have food in his arms…."
(at Ron's house)
Bonnie's sedan parked alongside the curb in front of the house.
"Urgh…I can't believe we are stopping at the place of the worst loser in all of school!" she muttered.
"Look, Bonnie! I cannot do this babysitting job without Ron! It is my dad's suggestion after all!" Kim exclaimed.
She opened the passenger door and shouted out loud, "Ron! You there?"
"Well, hello, ladies!" Ron grinned as he exited his house. He had a breakfast Naco in his hand with scrambled eggs and syrup substituting for the meat, but still having the signature Naco cheese and the essential Diablo sauce. Some of the melted cheese was on Ron's hands. Rufus, from his pocket, was licking his paws.
"Looks like someone forgot breakfast!" Kim grinned.
Bonnie, on the other hands, was screaming. She saw the frightening contents in Ron's sticky hands.
"Oh no, Stoppable! You are so not coming into my new car and plaster my leather interior with your disgusting Bueno Weirdo Loser food!"
"Don't worry, Bonnie! Just let me finish up the Naco so that I can get in!" Ron replied confidently, eating the last of the Naco.
"Urgh…fine, but don't touch anything, Stoppable!" Bonnie warned. "My mom paid me $35,000 for this new car! Same goes for your pink thing as well!" She sternly pointed towards Rufus.
"Scout's honor! I promise that your beautiful car will be totally clean!" Ron vowed. He got into the back seat of the car and just as he stepped in, his hands, which were in syrup, touched the leather seats.
Bonnie turned her head like a bolt of lightning and shrieked!
"You LOSER! Look at what your clumsiness has done to my car!"
Kim snickered, "Now Bonnie, that's not the appropriate way to treat a guest."
"But he put that sticky syrup and cheese on the interior of my car!" Bonnie barked back. "Don't worry, Bonnie! Ron has a way to clean up the mess, right, Ron?" Kim grinned.
"Wha? Oh, yeah! Don't worry, Bonnie! For I have a solution that can fix even the stickiest of messes!" Ron stammered at first but proclaimed proudly.
"Oh yeah? With what?" Bonnie growled with anger.
"Oh, Rufus!" Ron smiled, as his mole rat came out of his pocket, "Can you clean up the nice lady's car, as a token of appreciation to her?"
Rufus chittered, "Yes!" He hopped onto the seat and licked the syrup off the leather cushions.
Bonnie's teal pupils narrowed upon this horrifying sight.
"ARGH! STOPPABLE!"
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Post by Professor Dementor on Mar 14, 2016 19:21:18 GMT -5
VHY are zere no fan fics about ME ??
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 14, 2016 21:01:08 GMT -5
Chapter 5
(The Flynn-Fletcher House, 10:15am)
"Candace, dear, could you come down for a minute?"
Linda Flynn-Fletcher called out to her daughter as she and Lawrence were exiting out the door. The fifteen-year old redhead rushed on down the stairs as fast as she could. As far as her mom could tell, she was not having a good summer far.
"Yes, Mom?"
"Me and your father are going out to an antiques expo at the Danville Convention Center for the next six hours." Linda said, grabbing her purse.
"Wait…why six hours?" Candace asked.
"The entire expo covers 400,000 square feet, so me and your father will observe every object from the Colonial Era to the present day." Linda explained the nature of the expo.
"So…pretty much, I'm in charge of the boys?!" Candace exclaimed.
"Well…yeah…but…"
"Oh, yeah!" Candace shouted, dancing around, "I'm in charge! I'm in charge! I'm in...wait a minute!" She finally stopped dancing. "You just said the word 'but'! Am I missing something here?"
"To be fair, Candace, you said so yourself that the boys were a handful, so we called up a babysitter!" Linda said, clarifying what she meant.
Candace was crestfallen and began to protest, "What?! Mom, I am fifteen! I can be reasonable and mature in taking care of the boys!"
"That's not what I saw after you tried to show me some 'haunted house' in the backyard yesterday!" Linda countered.
"But there was!" Candace groaned, "It was at least six stories tall!"
"Yeah, right!" Linda snarked, "And I'm the First Lady of the President of the United States!"
Candace held in her frustration, "Whatever, Mom! When is this so-called 'babysitter' going to be here?"
"She'll be here in about 45 minutes. That's what her father told me." Linda replied. "Anyways, we should be back by quarter after six. "
"Fine, Mom." Candace replied.
"And promise me that you won't drag me home to see the boys doing nothing at all." Linda said.
"I promise that I won't break this promise!" Candace vowed.
"That's my daughter!" Linda smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Be good to your brothers!"
She closed the front door.
"I will, Mom!" Candace replied, waving to her mom.
Candace then turned to her brothers, whom were sitting on the steps.
"Heya, Candace! Wanna have some fun today?" Phineas asked.
"Not this time! You heard Mom, boys!" Candace declared with a smirk, "A babysitter is going to come over here in the next hour and she is going to help me take care of you two. Now I don't want you to…you know…do the usual!"
"What do you mean the usual?" Phineas asked.
"You know…building a giant roller coaster, a beach in the backyard, tricking out Mom's car…things like that!" Candace explained. "Now if you don't mind, I am going to swoon over Jeremy in my room!"
"Mmm…okay…" Phineas replied as he and Ferb slid alide, allowing Candace to go up the stairs.
She made her way up the steps to her room, thinking fully about Jeremy.
(45 minutes later)
Bonnie's car pulled into the driveway of the Flynn-Fletcher house.
"Okay…we're here…and don't rub into my face that Josh burned me for that Spirit Week Dance!" the brunette grumbled.
"FYI, Bonnie! Josh called me up to go out on a date tonight! So sorry, you just got burned by him…again!" Kim taunted.
"We'll see about that, Kim!" Bonnie contradicted, "Don't you know that I, the Queen of Middleton High, am more perfect than you'll ever be?"
"Oh boy…" Ron sighed, "…here we go again!"
"Why don't you just shut up, loser!" Bonnie snarled to Ron, "You know you're going to have to pay for what your gross thing did to the back seat of my car!"
"I think it should be you who'll clean up the car with some soap and a toothbrush!" Kim barked back, "After all, you're the one with the driver's license!"
"Look, Little Miss Smug-Mug, I don't have time for your little snarky comments!" Bonnie derided, glaring in front of Kim's face, "Besides, I am going to the beach where I will experience some high-school hotties that are on par with me. You, on the other hand, will be humiliated in front of your crush!
Monique protested by getting out of the car, and blaring Bonnie's car horn out loud.
"Look, Bonnie…" she sneered, "…just drop us off here and enjoy your little time on the beach!"
Bonnie sighed, "Fine, Moni! At least those two will be out of my hair for a few hours!" She unlocked the doors, freeing Kim and Ron from their prison of sarcasm and taunts.
Kim and Ron properly got out and closed the door.
"Now if you'll excuse me, the sun and sand await my presence!" Bonnie decreed before trying to start up her car.
When she did so, however, the engine stalled out. Bonnie was befuddled.
"Huh? What the…"
And she then found the reason. The gas gauge was on the big red 'E'.
She clenched her teeth and pounded her fist against the horn, which blared out "Whomp-whomp-whoooomp!"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2016 22:19:16 GMT -5
Sharpie.. Are your stories causing drama with Kim and ron??? Good man... Mwahahahahahhaahahah
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 15, 2016 22:26:37 GMT -5
Maybe, maybe! XD
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Post by Sharper The Writer on Mar 16, 2016 21:10:09 GMT -5
Ch 6
Chapter 6
Candace sat on her bed, sighing happily at her shrine of Jeremy. It was covered with votive candles and photos of him taken by the redhead, from playing Frisbee with Suzy's dog, Lulu, to his job at Slushy Burger.
"Ahh…Jeremy…soon enough, we'll be married at the largest cathedral in the world and we'll enjoy our honeymoon in the Carib—"
She heard a few knocks on the door and sighed "Ugh…can't anyone allow me to think about my Jeremy in peace?"
Candace opened the door and there was Phineas and Ferb. Ferb was holding Perry in his arms.
"What do you want?"
"Hey, um, Candace. The babysitter's here with her friends. I think we should all go out and meet her." Phineas replied.
"Finally, they're here! And can you do two things for me?" Candace requested.
"Um, sure!"
"One, don't bring your smelly platypus in here! He just stinks up the place! And two, don't build anything while they are here!" Candace demanded.
"Like what?" Phineas asked.
"Like…a rocket to the Moon, a portal to Mars, a deep canyon where you attempt some crazy motorcycle stunt…things like that!" she replied, giving examples.
"Those do sound interesting though!" Phineas smiled. A Big Idea was churning in that inventive mind of his.
"Urghh…this is going to be one of those days…" Candace muttered to herself as she headed out her bedroom.
Trying to hide her frustrations over the summer so far, she weakly smiled as they all went downstairs.
"So…um…Kim! I'm trying to find a girl to dance for the Summer Rocks dance thing…" Ron began as he knocked on the door.
"Ron, I know. You told me this story at least a dozen times already. Every single girl at MHS has turned you down!" Kim replied.
"Even the president on the chess team?" Monique wondered.
"Oh yeah, especially the president on the chess team!" Kim whispered into Monique's ear, "Ron had to spend three hours at Bueno Nacho weeping in a bowl of melted cheese!"
"Aw, come on, Kim! Maybe that girl that opens the door could be the girl for me! I'll use all of my Ron-ster charm on the lovely lady who will swoon over my irresistible smell!" Ron replied with a smile, imagining himself holding hands with the mysterious girl.
"The only thing that I smell from here, Ron, is the breakfast nacos that you ate this morning!" Kim grinned.
"Just watch and learn from the master, Kim!" Ron smirked.
Phineas unlocked the door, allowing Kim, Ron, and Monique to enter into the house.
"Wow! The place looks ah-mazing!" Monique exclaimed, stepping foot into the Flynn-Fletchers for the first time.
"You're right, Monique!" Kim agreed.
Ron grinned, "Maybe we can whip up something while we're here!"
"Ron…" Kim countered, "…we just don't barge in here. We need to find at least a set of instructions that Mrs. Flynn left for us."
"Oh, sorry, Kim. I'm not an expert on the world of etiquette…" Ron admitted.
Both of their full concentration then turned the boys that they are supposed to babysit. They were puzzled by their appearances.
"Um, why is your head shaped like a Naco chip?" Kim asked to Phineas.
"And why is the other one shaped like an F?" Ron added, pointing to Ferb.
"Oh, um, we're just that way!" came the reply from Phineas, "Come on in!"
"I'm Phineas and he's Ferb!" Phineas said, pointing to himself and then his step-brother.
Ferb waved his hand.
"Um…why didn't he say anything?" Monique wondered.
"He's much more of a man of action." Phineas replied. "Anyways, this is our sister, Candace!"
"Pleased to, um, meet you!" Candace giggled nervously, shaking their hands.
"I'm Kim Possible…and these are my two good friends, Monique and Ron. Monique helps me on fashion sitches and Ron…well…he's been my best friend since pre-K!" Kim said, introducing herself and her friends.
Ron, on the other hand, was captivated by Candace's radiant beauty.
She's so beautiful! he thought to himself. I gotta ask her out to the Summer Rocks dance tonight! But how?
"And this is our pet platypus, Perry!" Phineas said, introducing his pet.
"He looks…um…cute!" Monique replied, looking curiously at Perry.
"Thanks!" Phineas smiled, "He doesn't do much.
"Anyways, me and Ferb are going to head on upstairs to get something." he continued.
"Okay, um, don't be upstairs too long!" Kim smiled at the two boys.
"And don't try anything funny over my watch!" Candace growled at them. "Remember that I…and the others…am in charge of you! Conditionally!"
"Candace, what's wrong with them having a little fun?" Kim asked curiously.
Candace narrowed her eyes and replied in a low voice, "Oh, you'll see why!"
"Wait, what about Bonnie?" Monique questioned.
Bonnie was still outside her car, pouting that she forgot to put in gas this morning before picking up the three teens.
"I so can't believe that happened to me!" she growled, kicking her car.
"Bonnie!" Kim insisted, "Why don't you come in!"
"Urgh! Read my lips, Kim! I am not going to hang out with you and the Naco loser!" Bonnie seethed, "I do not want to bring down my status on the Food Chain!"
"Well, what other choice do you have, Bonnie?" Kim smirked.
Bonnie clenched her fists together and relented, and then gave a deep sigh.
"Fine…but only if there is a shopping trip involved, and I am at least 15 feet away from you and Stoppable!" the brunette gave her reply.
"Then it's settled!" Kim smiled in triumph over her rival.
Bonnie mumbled to herself as she walked in the doorway.
Ron, on the other hand, got down on one knee and asked Candace. Candace turned her head around to Ron, completely taken by surprise.
"Ron?! What are you doing?" Kim gasped with surprise at her best friend.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm asking Candace out to the dance!" Ron said with a wink of his eye to the other girls
"Ron…I don't think it's a good idea!" Kim warned.
"Seconded here!" Monique agreed.
Bonnie nodded her head, "Stoppable, normally I do not agree with Kim on a lot of things, but you are making a complete fool of yourself!"
"Ladies…" Ron laughed off the warnings, "…lemme show you how it's done correctly!"
"Why does he have to be like this sometimes…" Kim groaned, burying her face in her hands.
"Oh, fair redheaded maiden, with long locks of red hair and deep blue eyes, will you go out with me tonight to the 'Summer Rocks' dance?"
Candace scoffed and blurted out her answer.
"Ugh…like, no, whoever you are!"
It caught Ron off-guard. "What?!"
"I already have a date with the most wonderful guy in the world, Jeremy Johnson!" Candace sneered at Ron. "So I am taken, thank you very much!"
Ron sighed, "Time to move to plan B! Oh, Rufus!"
"Rufus? Who's he?" Candace asked.
Bonnie shivered with disgust, "You're about to find out!"
The mole rat climbed on top of his owner's shoulder.
"Please?!" Rufus squeaked, pleading his paws together.
The concept of a talking naked mole rat was too much to bear for Candace. She screamed in fear, as did Rufus and Ron. Candace ran away from the duo and scurried into the basement into her Panic Room.
Ron pounded his fist against the floor.
"Oh why…why does fate play a cruel trick on me…?"
Kim sighed, "I'll just get Candace to come on out…"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2016 21:36:03 GMT -5
Can't Ron get sume LuuuuuuuV....
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