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*FANFIC* Kim Possible: The Fan's Party Part 1*FANFIC*
Disclaimer: I do now own the Kim Possible characters, they are copyrighted Disney. Please remember, that like the great Kevin Smith said of Dogma, that is a comedic fantasy and not to be taken seriously. This is some of my views of what would happen if the RS.net members all got together, so nothing in here should be taken too seriously. This is pretty much rated PG. Happy Reading. Ashley Benlove arrived at what was described as a convention for members of the online message board, RonStoppable.net, called by it's members affectionately, "RS.net." She got out of the taxi, grabbed the bags she brought from it, and then walked towards the place where all this was taking place. 60702 Global Justice Way, in the lovely town of Disney Hollywood, California, the United States of America. The place was a three or four story mansion that looked like it had everything in it. "That rocks! I love it!" Ashley said. She grinned, flipped her hair, and walked up the front steps. She read the door's sign, "RS.net convention/party." She laughed. "More like a party!" She opened the door and walked in. The front room looked like a large ballroom. At the front of the room there was a desk where there was sign in sheets and nametags. She walked up to the desk looking down and said, "Ashley Winkler... uh, Ashley Benlove, sorry." She looked at the tops of the heads of the two people who were sitting really close to each other at the desk. One had flowing red hair, the other had short blonde hair. They looked up and Ashley's opened wide and she let out a scream of delight. "Oh my God! You're Kim Possible and he's Ron Stoppable!" Ashley said. "No freaking WAY!" "Ashley, Ash, calm down," a man next to them in his late 30s said. His name tag read, "dracko19." "Dracko, hey," Ashley said. She saluted him. "I'll, uh, sign, and... do my name thingy..." She signed her name and then made her name tag. Right after that, she squealed and said, "I can't believe you're Kim Possible!" Ashley touched Kim's left arm. "Holy... you're really real!" Ashley said. She touched Ron's face and hair and let out a moan of happiness and screamed. "Oh my Lord! You're real too! That's awesome!" Ashley added loudly. About forty feet away, a twenty three year old, blonde haired, blue eyed young man, about five foot nine was talking to a short African American woman in her mid-thirties. "ABL?" Joeman asked the woman. "ABL," Kimron Posstoppable confirmed. "Wait till she finds out Bonnie, Shego, and Drakken are here," Joe said. "Yo! Benlove" he added aloud. The brunette girl, Ashley Benlove turned to look, dropped her bags, and ran over to them. "Joe! Kimron! Hey! Can I have a hug?" Ashley asked. Joe opened his arms, and Ashley hugged him; she was so short that her head was at his chest, which was covered by a shirt. She giggled. "That is a cute giggle!" Kimron said. Ashley turned to Kimron, withdrew from Joe, and hugged her. "You should hear my evil chuckle!" Ashley replied. "So, Kim and Ron are here!" Ashley said after she withdrew from Kimron. "That's so amazing! Are they here pre-So The Drama or post?" "Post," Joe replied. "Darn!" Ashley said. She felt somebody tap her on the shoulder. She turned around. A girl her age, with long blond hair, honey brown eyes, a few inches taller than her, and a crazy grin on her face was standing behind her. Ashley looked at her up and down, and stopped at her chest to see the nametag, which read, "Loser7." "ABL! You and your erotic tendencies," Loser7, also known as Kelli said. "Oh hush. You're just jealous 'cause you wish you had my brain," Ashley said. "Didn't A.P.B. say something like that?" Joe asked. "Yes. More Strip Poker, Part one. 'You're just jealous 'cause you know you can never have me!'" Ashley replied. "L7, shut up and give me a hug, you insane rambler and anti-minority person or other!" Kelli agreed and they hugged. "Where's people like Hate, QS, and Krist?" Ashley said. She looked around. Then she said, "I found someone! Oy, D! Guys, I'll see ya!" She ran over to a tall man with a tag that read, "Fa Zhou." She grinned, bowed, and said, "Obi-Wan Kenobi." "Funny, Ashley," Fa Zhou replied. He also went by his penname of David Clark Allen. "Mingling, eh, Ashley?" "Yeah. You know me. So, after two and a half years, we meet. And me still sometimes feeling like Anakin Skywalker," Ashley said. "Haha, and knowing you, you'll be acting crazy." "Hey, D, it's me! I'm a teen! At least you got them older people to hang out with as well. She chuckled, hugged him, and then looked around. Ashley skipped over to an Asian that was about her height with brown eyes and shiny jet black hair. "Levelord!" Ashley said. A woman with long red hair in her mid 20s, who looked almost like Kim Possible except she was older was about ten feet away. "Drakkenfan!" Ashley said. The three hugged each other and laughed aloud. Joe walked over to them holding his camera. "Since you guys are like the three most... craziest members when it comes to yo brain and yo art, TAKE A PICTURE!" Joe said. Ashley wrapped her arms around Levelord's neck, Drakkenfan made a peace sign, and Levelord grinned a shy grin. Joe pressed the camera's button, it flashed and the picture was taken. "That picture rocks! It's so going up on RS.net after this party thing," Joe said. Ashley looked around. She saw that the likes of Nightspade, Drakkenfanboy, Jono, and others are at the party. She walked over to two men in their early 40s. She read their nametags. One read "Argus," the other "Kodak." Ashley saluted them. "Commander, Captain," she said. "What was that?" Kodak and Argus said. "Well, military names are like Captain, Commander, and all that stuff. So, I saluted you," Ashley said. She blushed and laughed. "Yeah, I be silly. Stay fun!" Ashley looked around. She saw a girl who looked like Yori, who was listening to a guy in his 20s, who seemed to be flirting with her. "Again?" she asked. "Yeah, he started talking to her about an hour ago," Kimron said from behind her. "I don't think Yami is interested." "You wanna be the one to tell TFAL?" "Nah..." Ashley turned around to see a redhaired young teenage girl with blue eyes talking to a British girl with a large nametag that read, "Hate Spinnerbait," and a girl about Ashley's age with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes who was about five foot seven. Ashley and Kimron walked over to them. "Hey, Quin, Hate, and the fluffy kimberlyann56," Ashley said. "What's up?" Before anyone spoke, Quin glomped both Ashley and Kimron. "That was a kick arse hug!" Ashley said. "You're adorable! Where's your brain soap?" "It's in her bag, ready to use," Hate said. "Hey, let's do a human pyramid!" "That sounds like fun!" kimberlyann56 exclaimed. "For a cheerleader. Somebody go get Hannah, L7, and Joe!" Ashley replied. Quin went to find them and about five minuters later, most of the people at the party were encircling a group of people making a pyramid. "I can't believe I agreed to this," Hannah said. Herself, Ashley, and Kimron were all at the bottom of the pyramid betcause they were all five foot three and under. Quin and L7 were the second tier of the pyramid. Kayleigh was the third tier and was going to be the thing that Hate stood on to be at the top. All around everyone were peopl who were watching them carefully. When Hate finally did it, Joe grabbed his camera and took a quick picture. End of Part 1. |
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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. |