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*FANFIC* Kim Possible: Visiting Georgia*FANFIC*
Disclaimer: Why is this needed? We know I'm too young to own KP! APB and others is mine! Happy Reading. Ashley Possible Benlove had asked her cousin Kim Possible and Kim's best friend Ron Stoppable to accompany her on a trip to her home of Georgia. They obliged. They were sitting in the back of Uncle Brian's van. "Wait till you see this place you guys! It is absolutely gorgeous! I lived there for about 13 years!" Ashley said. "Well, at least we'll find out what all the fuss is about," Kim said. "I feel like I'm Ron Weasley, you're Harry Potter," Ron pointed at Kim. "Rufus is Scabbers, and she's Hermione Granger and we're in that screwed up compartment on the Hogwarts Express in the book 1!" "Harry Potter?" "Hermione Granger?" From the front of the car, Faith Benlove laughed. "Kim, would you like me to dye your hair black and draw a lightning bolt scar on your head?" Faith said, trying hard to keep a straight face. "Lemme do it! Come here, Kim," Ashley said. "Touch me and you die!" Kim said. "Are both of you two going to threaten each other the whole way there?" Ron said wearily. "If so, Kim give me the Kimmunicator, I'm going to use a favor to get back to Middleton." At once, both girls were quiet. "How long?" Ron asked. "A few hours," Faith said. "Anyone up for a song. Hmm... 100 bottles of... Dr. Pepper on the wall!" Ron said. "No!" Ashley shouted; she hid her face. "Keep going, Ron!" Kim said. And so he sung it, to Ashley's chagrin and Kim's delight. When they arrived at the beginning of the Benlove plantation. "Wait till you see it, Kim, it's great. It's huge! Daddy grew up there." When the car came closer to the house, Ashley grinned excitedly, Kim's face brighten, and Ron looked stunned. "This is were you were raised, Ashley? And you grew up here, Uncle Brian?" Kim breathed. "It's amazing." "The Benloves can be traced as far back as the 1600s way back in England. This house itself is over 200 years old, Brian said. "'Course, for me, the amazing this is how this house survived the Civil War," Ashley said. "The only tragedy is that they kept slaves but what are you to do about history?" They walked into the parlor of the house. "This place is huge. Oy!" Ron said. "You still wonder why I call her Blanche, eh?" Kim asked. "Hey! You're not being fair!" Ashley said. "Look!" Ron said, turning to the two of them. "I get tired of having to stop fights between you two. Must you always have to pick on her, Kim. I know you like to argue, but leave that to the battles with villains okay?" "Haha! He scolded." "P.B.," Ron warned. Ashley scowled; she hated being called that. "Look, I've known Kim as long as you but I know her better and I know it to be unsafe to tease her. So why do you do it?" "She knows she can get away with it," a voice said. "Gran!" Ashley said. "Kim, Ron, this is my gran, Megara Benlove, then vice versa." "Kim, I've heard so much about you from Ashley," Megara said. "All good hopefully," Kim said shaking her hand. "She speaks of you in glowing terms." Kim gave Ashley a looK. "Hey, I enjoy snapping with ya. But, I still think highly of you," Ashley said. "I told you, K.P. Ashley is just a good loving girl at heart," Ron said. "Come on," Ashley said, "Here, now look at this view. You can see all the old farmlands. The Benloves stopped using them in the '80s." "1880s?" Ron asked. "No. 1980s. My daddy was a pure and simple farmboy. It's cute." "Why'd they stop using them?" Kim asked. "Something about too much work," Ashley said. "This place lasted through the Civil War but not Reagan? I knew Conservatives were evil!" Ron said. "Ron!" barked Kim. "Oh, I forgot. You like conservatives don't you, K.P.," Ron said. "No, I just think that's rude to say, Ron." Ashley giggled. "Come on, Kim. Let's see if anyone who is our age is here." They walked up the huge stairs. Ron followed a few minutes later. He found them in a room that was Ashley's room (and labled so!) There was a brown eyed girl with blackish blond hair, a redhead that wasn't Kim, and a blonde hair girl that looked older. They were all listening to Kim and Ashley argue. "Oy!" Ron said. "Are you two going at it like the Golden Girls again?!" "Sorry Ron," Kim said. "She started it." "Ron, this is Hilary," Ashley said pointing to the blonde that looked older. "She's how I get out of spots of trouble." She then pointed to the redhead that wasn't Kim. "This is Lindsay." "Hi," she said. "She's my age and is pretty cool. She's got nice hair. Redheads are great, aren't they?" Ashley said. Kim smiled at this, hitting Ashley in the head. "And this is Stephanie. She's something of a cousin," Ashley said. "Something of a cousin?" Ron repeated. "Okay, she's my father's aunt's granddaughter, what do you think she is?" "A really obscure cousin," Ron said. "Exactly." Ashley laughed. "It's very big family the Benloves." The End. |
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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.
<< loves Kim Possible, South Park, Harry Potter, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Lion King, The Golden Girls, Star Wars, Backstreet Boys, Scrubs, DVDs, culture, food, love, friends, music, reading, writing, semicolons, photography, praise, dogs, humor, good TV shows, and learning. << hates Bigotry, homophobia, animal cruelty, closed-minded people, overzealous people, superficial people, spoilers, sports, evil computers, bad grammar, being underappreciated, being sick, boredom, too much rain, reality TV, Macs, Pepsi, and wars. |