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*FANFIC* Kim Possible: Birth Of Christy*FANFIC*
Disclaimer: Don't own KP, or any chars that I have not created in this fic. There. Happy Reading. June 15th. It was Kim Possible Stoppable's 23rd year of life. Kim found that in the mid morning hours of that day she was having contractions. She found that as soon as her water broke she called her mother. They got to the hospital and Kim was in a hospital bed within 20 minutes after her water broke. Outside in the hospital corridor, Dr. Faith Possible Benlove and Dr. James Possible were having a tug of war with a camcorder. "James! Give it to me!" Faith said. "No!" Dr. Possible said. "She's my daughter!" "People are staring, James! Give her the camcorder!" Brian Benlove hissed. Mrs. Dr. Possible came out of the room and gazed at the 3 adults in their 50s acting like children. "James, the camcorder goes to Faith, please. Brian, supervise please," Mrs. Dr. Possible said. Brian nodded. She went back into the room. "Big brother, give me the tape recorder! Your wife said you can't go in there!" Faith said and she yanked it from his grasp, going into the room. When she got into the room, she saw it was on, turned it to herself and said, "It is 11:30 A.M on June 15th, we are present at Kim Possible, my neice and Ron Stoppable's birth of their first child. Faith then turned to Kim and Ron and said to Kim, "Hello! Say hi!" "Get the camera out of my face, please! I'm having period cramps like times a thousand here and I'm about to have my first child. I am a little nervous!" Kim said. She paused and then added, "I'm sorry Aunt Faith, I don't mean to be snippy. It's not gonna happen for a few hours. Go call the psycho." "Who?!" Faith, Mrs. Possible, and Ron said. "I mean, Ashley, of course," Kim said. Their confused looks dropped from their faces. "Alright," Faith said. She set the camcorder on a table facing Kim, and left the room. "Why'd she leave the camera?" Kim asked. "To avoid another childish tussle with your father," Mrs. Possible said. Kim nodded. "I never really thought dad was childish like that," Kim said. "Kim, just rest, you just let us know when they are closer. Since you wanted a natural birth, it'll be alot more painful." Faith Benlove sat dpwm mext to Brian. "let me see your cell phone. I'm going to call Ashley, see when she's coming." He gave her the cell, she found Ashley's cell in his databank and called her. "Honey? It's Mom. When are you going to come home to Middleton?" Silence on Faith's end. "When are exams over?" Silence. "Today at 6? Listen Kim's going to have your neice and godchild sometime today." A long silence. "Okay, okay, calm down. I love you, too. Dad loves you as well. He says behave. I'll see you soon. Okay, bring Cream. Bye." "Well?" "Ashley's going to catch an early flight tomorrow." She gave her husband her cell back. Several minutes later, she came back to the room, as well as 2 nurses to assist. Faith grabbed the camcorder again. "Ashley says she's going to catch an early flight in." Kim nodded, then groaned. "Mom, I think I'm ready. Ron, hold my hand." Ron wiped Kim's forehead and held her hand. Her mother positioned herself where she should be and said, "Yep! It's time." "Why'd you choose the au de natural style of birth, Kim?" Faith asked. Kim growled as she pushed, then said, "I used to fight Shego. She had those painful hands. No big." Ron looked at her as if she had gone nuts. He left it at that. "Kim, push!" Ron said as it got farther. Ron was starting to look as if fainting was becoming closer. Kim yelled at him, "I'll push when I damn well please!" as she pushed. After two hours of this, Christy, who's proper name was Christina Elizabeth Possible Stoppable was born. Ron nearly fainted but kept his composure. "It's a girl!" Mrs. Dr. Possible said as a nurse wrapped her in a blanket and gave her to Kim. Kim sighed softly and smiled. "Ron, look. Our little baby girl. She's beautiful and she looks like you. I love her already." "Christina Elizabeth, right?" "Yes, mom." She sighed. For some reason, Kim felt a presence she had felt once many years ago. It felt like the Force, but it was so much stronger... and much more comforting. It was as if the Creator was there. The following day. Kim and Ron were arguing for the first time about who Christy looked like. They were silent when the door opened. Ashley Possible Benlove came in. "Hello, you guys! I am fashionably late, as always!" Ashley said. "Ask her," Ron said. "Ask me what?" Ashley said. "Ron and I have a disagreement. WHo does she look like." Kim pointed at Christy, who was pink, tiny, in a crib and wearing a red and green hat on her head. Ashley squeaked softly as she looked at her. "What's her name?" Kim told her. "So, who does she look like!" Faith asked. "Mom! Hi! You would make a good cameraperson, you are so quiet!" Ashley said. "I left Cream at the house, as well." "Answer the question." Kim pressed. Ashley looked at Christy. "Ron says she looked like Kim; Kim says Ron." For a few minutes Ashley looked at her and then said in a sage way, "Mmm, Harry Potter lookes like his father, but with his mother's eyes." Kim, Ron, and Faith looked at her. "What does that mean?!" Kim asked. "Wait," Faith said. "She's green eyed right?" "Yes." "There you go?" "I'm right?" Kim asked. "Yes! I agree with you, cuz. For once. Now, am I her godmother?" "Yes," Kim said. Fin. |
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I love writing ++ current << me I am Ashley. 20. Female. Short. Sophomore in College. Psychology Major. Single. Brunette curly hair with brown eyes. Texan born and raised. The one word that describes me perfectly is eccentric.
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