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*FANFIC* Kim Possible: Christmas and Ron*FANFIC*
Disclaimer: Yeah, Kim Possible is mine. Not! Come on! Disney owns the poor girl. But she's my big sister in a weird way. I own her thoughts, as do Bob and Mark. Based off A Very Possible Christmas, which was written by Mark Palmer. Kim's thoughts. A little dark ish depending on your viewpoint. Happy Reading. Why did Wade let Ron go alone on a mission? Secret Santa thing, my freaking foot. Wade mentioned something about an explosion on Drakk Force One... Ron better be on an escape pod. I run out of the house, middle of Christmas Eve festivities to go find him in London. He's not there. I go to three other locales; the Meditterrean Sea, a mountain top, and the desert. It is so depressing. Where is he? "Wade," I say dispiritedly into the Kimmunicator. "Okay, one more in the Amazon," Wade replies back. I look up to the sky. "Please let him be in it." I head to the Amazon. I am greeted by a surprise. My whole family has followed me there! Including my grandmother! I find the final escape pod, which is high up in a tree. There is just a monkey in it. Ron; where could he be? Where are you? Could it be possible that... I gulp hard... that explosion killed him? It would have been my fault. I would give anything to see his goofy face and to see pink skinned Rufus. It would be a sight for sore eyes for sure. The idea of Ron dead is so much to think about. My childhood friend, my best friend, my sidekick, the person who I had grown to care so much about in the twelve years we have been friends. He's like a lovable brother. I go down to the forest floor defeated. My heart is feeling as if it would break. I never thought I'd ever have to say goodbye to Ron. Is it truly possible that Ron was killed, I could only hope that Drakken was killed as well... as bitter at that sounds. To lose Ron, I would lose everything. He holds the key to who I am. He's kept me grounded and vice versa. I have always tried to be the best friend I could be to him... and now I've failed. Ron's death was always my biggest fear. I didn't ever want to lose him. It would be too hard to bear. Even the idea of something happening to our friendship. We've been through too much together... I would rather it had me in Drakk Force One. My mother brings me back to real time. She asks me the question I knew somebody would ask me; "Kimmie, where's Ron?" Inwardly I sigh. I can feel tears forming in eyes. Ugh, I hate crying. Though, it was sweet seeing Ron cry over my present to him. Was this his present for me. Some present, Ron. I would have preferred Bueno Nacho Bueno Bucks. I wipe my eyes and I sniffle, "I don't know. He-he wasn't there." One of my brothers ask me, "Was he with Dr. Drakken?" "Yeah," I reply, looking down, trying to hide my grief. "Maybe, he's at the North Pole." says one. "What?" I say, looking up. "Yeah, Shego's at the North Pole!" says the other brother. "Yeah, she's on X-Treme X-Mas." "She is?" I say taking the Kimmunicator from my brother, interested. Hope. As crazy as it sounds, maybe he and Dr. Drakken were at the North Pole. I hope so! I will never forget running into the Snowman Hank snowman. I was reunited with Ron. It was the best thing I had seen all day. His face... and to know he lived. I could have kissed it. A miracle. Christmas was so like that. I hugged him as tight as I could, well not too tight because I tend to have a lot of upper body strength. Shego and I fight and then Drakken stops us. Dinner with Drakken? There's something one does not here everyday. Then under the mistletoe I kissed Ron's cheek. The end. |
