Author's note: Alright, Plot bunny! This fic replaces "Bonding", and falls right after "Emotion Sickness." Read, review, ya know the drill! Reviews doth soothe the savage writer.

32 Hours, 14 Minutes, 27 seconds.

"ALRIGHT PEOPLE; LISTEN UP!" The booming voice belonging to vice-principal Steve Barkin echoed through the gym. The various mumblings seized within a few seconds. Barkin almost grinned at how good he had managed to put enough fear and respect in the students to accomplish a feat like this. Total and utter silence from the entire school. He didn't grin, however. The reason for the assembly wasn't one that he enjoyed, and he knew that it wouldn't be taken well by the students if it seemed he did. If he displayed anything that even resembled smugness or enjoyment, he could have a riot on his hands.

"As most of you are aware... some perhaps painfully so... Valentine's Day is fast approaching. In two days, I expect many of you will exchange pretty flowers and tasty chocolates and other assorted gifts you believe will prove your love and affection for someone in a culturally appropriate way and at an affordable rate."

The students remained silent as they deciphered Barkin's remark. Only someone like Barkin would talk about Valentine's Day like that.

"In the past, Middleton High has tolerated, even encouraged your... observance of this day... This year, however, no celebrations of any kind will be tolerated on school grounds." Yep, there it is, he thought as the grumblings became louder. Better explain this a bit further.

"At the school board meeting last week, a group called the National Organization of Troubled Citizens Opposing Obvious Limerence made a petition to ban any celebration of Valentine's Day, and, due to two board members sleeping and three getting confused by the wording of the petition, the board voted four to three to ban Valentine's Day, with two abstentions." As he ended his prepared speech, the rumblings had gotten even louder. He stared at the crowd, and saw a hand raised. He acknowledged the request to speak, and a student stood up, one Juliet Candle. Most of the students were surprised that she stood alone, since it was only on very odd occasions that she dislodged from her boyfriend Bob.

"Can they really do this, Mr. Barkin? I mean... It's Valentine's Day!" Barkin sighed.

"Yes, Ms. Candle, they can. It is within the board's authority to cancel any celebration or events they find inappropriate."

"Come ON!" A voice yelled out. Heads turned to look towards the source. Oh, damn, Barkin thought, as Bonnie Rockwaller stood. "Are you kidding us with this?! The board's to dumb to understand a petition, and now we don't get to celebrate? We've done decorations for three days! We baked heart-shaped cakes for everyone! I AM EXPECTING MORE CARDS THAN EVER BEFORE! And now, because of some..some.. puritan communists we don't get anything? ANYTHING!?" Bonnie's frustration was understandable. This year, it had been her responsibility to plan the celebration, and even though it didn't entail any dances or anything, she had been milking it for all it's worth.

"I can't speak as to the religious or political inflections of this group, but the gist of it is yes. So, tomorrow will be just like any ordinary day. What you do on your own time is your business, but if I see so much as one card or one heart, it will count as a violation." The crowd groaned as they heard Barkin's response. He continued. "I expect this to be repealed shortly, but as it is, the rule stands, and I intend to enforce it. That is all." Barkin walked toward the exit, a bit faster than he would have otherwise. The crowd followed suit, morosely. Most of them were still in shock, many were angry.

There were two students, however, who were silently thankful for this decision. Just the week before, Kim and Ron had experienced awkwardness on a level they had never felt before. Kim had been tagged with a mind-altering moodulator, that had made her crush heavily on Ron, her best friend since they were four. While they had come out of the sitch alright, the last few days had been... weird, and with Valentine's Day looming, both were consumed with thoughts of whether or not they actually had feelings for the other. Not having to think about this day anymore took a load off their backs. They walked towards their locker in relative silence, as shouts of rebellion were heard all over school.

"So... That's a shame about Valentine's... right?" Ron said slowly, trying to assess Kim's reactions.

"Yeah... I mean, for everyone else. I... didn't have anything planned", Kim said. While she normally got at least a couple of invitations to dates, this year there were none. She guessed that her recent sitch with Ron was the primary reason for it. Everyone had heard that they had kissed in front of her locker and that they had gone out on a real date, but not everyone had heard about the moodulator. She didn't really mind though. If anything would make this sitch worse, it would be if a third party got into it.

"Really? That's a shame..." Ron said, trying to sound compassionate. Well, he was, but mostly, he was relieved. "Well... If you don't have anything to do... I guess it'll be Bueno Nacho or... something?"

"Yeah, that sounds... ok", Kim said. Was Ron trying to ask her out? Or was he just falling back into the 'just friends'-thing? As they reached her locker she decided not to delve to far into the subject...yet. She opened the locker and was met by Wade's face on the screen.

"Hey, Kim. Just heard about the Valentine ban. Bummer."

"Yeah, well, it is what it is", Kim said, then decided to change the subject before Wade started commenting on... anything. "So, did you have a mission for us or something?"

"Yeah, we just got a hit on the site. Professor Dementor is robbing the First Bank of Middleton! I have Mrs. Mahoney waiting outside, so get moving!"

Kim and Ron ran towards the exit. Thankfully, they were on their lunch break, so they probably wouldn't miss any classes. As they ran outside, they immediately saw Mrs. Mahoney's car, and within a few seconds they were seated in the back.

"I hope this won't get too messy", Kim said as they drove off. "We didn't even have time to change into mission gear." Ron was wearing his usual red hockey shirt and cargo pants, while Kim wore a dark blue shirt and maroonish brown pants. Rufus popped his head out of Ron's pocket at the comment.

"Clothes! Who needs'em!" He said, grinning.

"Hey, Rufus, don't brag about being naked. Bad form." Rufus shrugged a bit, and with an apologetic "M'sorry!", he ducked back into Ron's pocket.

"Don't worry, KP, I'm sure our clothes'll be fine. I'm just wondering why Dementor's robbing the bank."

"Uhh... I'm gonna guess... money?" Kim raised her eyebrow at Ron.

"Yeah, ok, I know that, it's just... Why here? I mean... If he was robbing the Space Center or the Museum or something, sure. But he can rob banks anywhere, why where we live?"

Kim paused. Ron had a point. It was a bit odd of Dementor to come to Middleton just to rob a bank.

"Well... Maybe it's a villain thing? I mean... Batman's villains always stay in Gotham City despite that Batman's there. And the same with Superman's villains and Metropolis."

"Could be, I guess... But Dementor doing stuff like that? I would've figured Drakken and Shego or Killigan or... I don't know, Motor Ed, even, rather than Dementor", Ron remarked.

"Well, he is criminally insane. Emphasis on the insane", Kim replied, as they arrived at the bank.

The bank was eerily quiet. The customers and employees were simply standing around, as if they had been frozen to the floor, not moving a muscle. Kim walked up to one of the employees and examined him.

"He's breathing... And he's got a pulse, thank God. I think Dementor must have used some sort of paralyzing stuff on them." She looked over at Ron. "We better be careful." Ron nodded. Suddenly, they heard a noise coming from the back. Soon enough, Dementor and a few henchmen appeared, carrying sacks of what Kim assumed was money.

"Vith this money I can finally build ze positronic perplexinator, and then NO ONE VILL BE ABLE TO STOP US! FINALLY, PROFESSOR DEMENTOR VILL RULE ALL OF EUROPE AND SPECIFICALLY CHOSEN PARTS OF EGYPT AND LIBYA!" Dementor's voice boomed through the bank.

"Don't count on it, Dementor!" Kim took a battle stance. Ron tried to mimic it, but his balance failed him, and he decided to just stand normally.

"Kim Possible and ze Norwegian? VHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

"Norwegian? I'm not Norwegian!" Ron replied angrily. For some reason, he always got agitated when someone mentioned Norway.

"Really? I alvays thought you had something of a Scandinavian look... Anyvay, VHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Dementor looked a bit perplexed at their presence.

"We live in this town, Dementor! Didn't you know that? It says so right on the web page!" Kim almost shouted the last part. Damn it, Dementor's way of speaking really rubbed off on her quickly.

"I thought you lived in Middleton, California, NOT MIDDLETON, COLORADO!" Dementor responded.

"Well, why did you even attack a Middleton IN THE FIRST PLACE?" Kim yelled.

"I thought it would be ironic. You know... rob a Middleton, but not your Middleton?" Kim raised an eyebrow at Dementor's explanation. "Sounded better in my head I guess, but ENOUGH TALKING! MY LOYAL HENCHMEN! DESTROY THEM!"

The henchmen rushed Kim, who deftly took them out, one by one. While she bounced all over the room, carefully avoiding the other people who were still standing as if frozen, Ron was running around, grabbing the sacks of money that the henchmen dropped when they had fallen. After that, he ran towards the back and tossed them into the vault. Soon enough, all the henchmen had been taken down, and only Dementor was still standing.

"I guess next time I von't be planning an IRONIC HEIST! AUF WIEDERSEHEN, FRÄULEIN POSSIBLE!" Dementor ran out the door, and quickly jumped into his flying car. He had stolen the design from Dr. Drakken, but had, of course, improved on it. He was a little miffed when he saw that someone had attached a wheel clamp to it. Not to a wheel, since it didn't have one of those, but to a protruding part of the saucer. There was also a parking ticket on the windshield.

"Verdammt! No money and now I get a ticket? This day COULD HAVE GONE BETTER!" He started the car and rocketed upwards. Kim and Ron got out just in time to see him take off.

"Damn! Missed him!" Kim said, angrily.

"Well, at least he didn't get away with the money. And we caught his henchmen too!" Ron exclaimed, trying to cheer Kim up a little.

"Uh-huh! We do ok!" Rufus exclaimed from his place on Ron's shoulder.

In the air, Dementor was having problems. The wheel clamp had altered the aerodynamical properties of his flying car, which made it hard to control. Suddenly, it made a massive jerk, and Dementor screamed as he went into a barrel roll. Thanking whatever God listened that he had put on his seatbelt, he managed to get control of it, unfortunately while the saucer was upside down. He quickly got it right side up, and continued toward his lair. With out him seeing it, a yellow ball, about the same size as a marble had fallen out of the bag he had strapped to his belt. It fell down to earth and landed, unseen, in Kim's backpack.

After a few minutes, the police showed up and rounded up the henchmen. Ambulances came and did the same with the still paralyzed people. It took quite an effort to get the people, who were still as statues, into the vehicles, but Kim and Ron were sure that they could do it without their help. They left to go back to school, after calling Wade and telling him to do research into what could have been used on them.

The school was unnaturally quiet when Kim and Ron came back, even though classes hadn't started after lunch. Confused, and a bit nervous, the made their way through the corridors, until they heard noises coming from the gym. As they entered, they saw that practically everyone from school had assembled there. But it wasn't a mandated assembly, no teachers were in sight, and students were standing on the floor, rather than sitting on the bleachers. As they made their way to what appeared to be the center of attention, at one of the basketball hoops, the unfocused mumblings and cheers erupted into a chant.

"RENTON! RENTON! RENTON! RENTON! RENTON!"

When they got to the hoop, they saw Felix sitting below it in his wheelchair. Beside him stood Bonnie Rockwaller, who suddenly leaned in and... kissed him right on the lips. A quick kiss, but a kiss just the same. Kim and Ron's jaws flew open as the gym erupted in cheers.

They approached Felix and Bonnie. Felix grinned like the cat that swallowed the canary. Bonnie looked... a bit annoyed, but not remorseful or anything.

"What's going on here, B? Barkin's gonna go nuts if he finds you all like this! And why are you kissing Felix?" Kim exclaimed. Ron on his simply raised an eyebrow and grinned at Felix approvingly.

"Oh, Kim... A little behind the curve are we? Well, let me explain... I, in my rightful place as the coolest person at this school was not gonna let myself get beat by a group by the name of... NOTCOOL. So, I used my vast intelligence and did a little research into the school rules and bylaws. For instance, did you know that they actually haven't set any clear dates as to when Christmas can be celebrated?" Kim shook her head, confused. Bonnie smiled.

"Didn't think so. I assume you also didn't know that there are strict guidelines to what might be part of Christmas celebrations, and that that list includes... mistletoe?" Kim shook her head again.

"Ah, the ignorance... But the most important part... Did you know that despite the all-encompassing PDA-rules, it is still within our rights to kiss under a mistletoe, as long as it is hung from... the basketball hoop?" With that, Bonnie pointed her finger toward the sky. From the hoop hung a mistletoe. Kim hated to admit it, but she was impressed. Bonnie had revolted within the confines of the school rules.

"OK, Bonnie, that might be all well and good, but why Felix?" Bonnie's smile disappeared for a second, but returned soon.

"Well, we couldn't get a ladder to climb up and hang the mistletoe, so Renton here flew up and did it in exchange for a kiss. Small price to pay."

"You know you liked it, honey bunch!" Felix yelled, drawing approving roars from the crowd. Bonnie just smirked at him.

"Anyway, who's up next?" She yelled. The crowd started shouting out their suggestions. Kim could make out quite a few, including calls for Tara and Josh. Felix grinned as he suddenly called Bonnie over. She leaned down and he whispered something in her ear that caused her to grin as never before.

"Alright! Next up... Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable!" The crowd cheered. Kim and Ron, however, blushed as the stood, almost as frozen as the people at the bank. Kim regained her senses first.

"Bonnie! You just can't... force someone into... Not that I'd have to be forced, Ron, it's just.. You can't just volunteer people like that!" Ron pondered what she meant by that forced-thing when his thoughts were interrupted by Bonnie.

"Oh, come on, K. Strike a blow for cool versus NOTCOOL. And I didn't say it had to be on the lips, you know."

Kim looked nervously at Ron, who shrugged his shoulder. A part of her wanted to just grab Ron and drag him over to the mistletoe, but mostly she was unsure. Eventually, she walked over to Ron and whispered.

"I think we can do one on the cheek right?" Ron looked a bit shocked, but nodded.

"You go left, I go right?" He responded. Kim nodded. The stepped up to the hoop. Kim took off her backpack and set it down next to her. Felix moved to get out of the way, but hit a snag, and accidentally ran right over the backpack.

"FELIX! Can't you see where you're driving, come on!" She said as she knelt down to check if everything was ok in there.

"Ohh, man! My cookies!" Ron shouted and knelt down to check as well.

"You had your cookies in my backpack?" Kim asked, a bit frustrated.

"Sometimes... In case I lose mine and get a hankering for sugar", Ron said, shrugging. "KP, did you have perfume in here or something? There's an odd smell..." Kim couldn't remember if she had packed any perfume in this backpack, but Ron was right, something smelled... odd...

"Sorry Kim, didn't mean to do that", Felix said, a bit sheepish. "But come now, stop stalling! Ron, kiss Kim, Kim, kiss Ron!" The crowd nearby heard Felix words and took them up as a new chant.
"RON, KISS KIM! KIM, KISS RON!"

Kim and Ron looked at each other again. They smiled a bit nervously, but slowly, they leaned in... But instead of their lips landing on the other's cheek, they met head on.

Kim's first were a simple 'Oh God! He meant his left!" Ron's first thought was ' Oh my... What is she doing? I said left!" Their seconds thoughts, however, weren't so much thoughts as they were... simple emotion.

The crowd roared at the sight. Although the kiss had started a bit awkwardly, Kim and Ron had soon recovered and were now kissing quite deeply, albeit without tongue.

The fell silent, though, when they realized that Kim and Ron had kissed for a full minute... and did not show any signs of stopping... They got even more confused after they had kissed for two minutes... then five... then ten.

"WHAT IN THE SAM HILL IS GOING ON IN HERE?" The crowd turned, and many swallowed nervously when they saw Mr. Barkin enter the gym. And Kim and Ron still hadn't stopped kissing.

TBC...