Date Smart [R]
By Hawk

Summary: Enough waiting, Shego wants a date and she wants it now, no matter what Ron thinks about it! But Kim has a few objections to that particular idea! The Moodulators the two ladies are wearing doesn't make the sitch any easier for Ron to handle!

Disclaimer: Kim Possible, Smarty Mart, Bueno Nacho and whatnot are not mine, though I certainly wish they were. The story is mine though, all mine.

Feedback/Flames: Yes, please. Both of them are equally fun to read, although I must admit that I greatly prefer the first variety. :)
I can be found at iamhawk at yahoo dot com, though not very frequently as real life lately interferes with my online existance more then I'd like.

Chapter One:

"It's not easy maintaining the essential Ronness, Rufus." Ron sighed as he slowly walked back home after spending yet another Friday night at the Possible household. After the way Kim had been jellin' over him spending time with Felix during 'their' Friday evening, he'd taken more care not to upset the established status quo and resolved to keep his schedule clear for Friday evenings to avoid annoying her.

"Yah, yah." Rufus chirped his agreement.

Not that he really minded though, sometimes he felt like the Possibles were more of a family to him then his own parents and spending time with Kim had always been great. Things had been kinda iffy between them ever since the whole business with Doctor Drakken, Motor Ed and Shego stealing Felix's wheelchair. Or well, if that had simply been it, likely nothing would have changed between them, but after Shego planted that kiss on him in front of Kim, things had certainly changed.

It was only a week and a half ago that it happened, but Kim had taken it in a weird way. He had caught her looking kinda oddly at him from time to time ever since and he didn't know quite what to think about it. Sometimes she looked at him as if he had taken up kicking baby kittens and cute puppies as a hobby, at other times she looked at him with an oddly wistful look that was kind of similar to the way he had seen her observing hotties from time to time. He'd tried confronting her about it, but she was proving evasive and didn't really want to talk about it. All he'd gotten out of her about the incident itself, was that it had taken her by complete surprise and that she didn't know what had got into Shego. He had been equally restrictive about commenting upon what had taken place, but he had admitted that he'd met Shego at Smarty Mart and had a fairly extensive and more or less polite conversation with her where she had expressed her desire to fight him.

That had led to Kim dragging him along to her dojo and one particular gruesome evening where she had challenged him to a spar in the Possible backyard. He had been unable to even raise a proper defence against her and hadn't thrown a single attack her way, but she'd apparently gotten enough out of it from observing his dodging skills and the occasional twitches when he wanted to throw an attack but held himself back because of who he was fighting that she'd realized that he was a very capable fighter. She hadn't caught his entire fight against Shego as Motor Ed had kept her busy, but she'd seen enough glimpses of it to realize that he, Ron Stoppable, was actually very competent in a fight.

He had actually been somewhat surprised himself at how well he had done against Shego. It had been one thing against Monkey Fist, who shared his connection to the Mystical Monkey Power. He could always feel it bubbling up inside of him when Monkey Fist was nearby, itching to be unleashed against the monkeyfied man. But he'd never really been able to reliably call upon it for other situations, so usually he never even tried to do so, instead relying upon just being himself and hoping that everything worked out for the best. But the faceoff against Shego had proven that he could call upon his submerged skills in other situations as well and Kim was now apparently determined to assist him in doing so, hence sparring against him and almost forcing him to take Martial Arts classes alongside her.

He actually did well enough in those classes, but the spar against Kim had been awful. He just couldn't bring himself to consciously attack her, but unconsciously was a whole different matter. He had been forced to rein in instinctive reflexes all the time during their spar, instinctive reflexes that had almost caused him to seriously harm his best friend. He could feel it even now, bubbling away inside of him, the Mystical Monkey Power. It was so much more powerful then he'd ever felt it before and he instinctively knew that if he were to unleash it against Kim, it could wind up with her taking some serious hits. He tentatively looked around and then stopped in front of one of the trees at the side of the road. After a final check to ensure that nobody was watching him, he took a deep breath and lashed out with a blisteringly quick straight right against the trunk of the tree.

With a wooden crack, his fist crushed the layer of bark around the trunk and severely cracked the trunk itself.

He pulled his fist away, brushed away bark and looked down at his unharmed knuckles and fingers.

He knew that Kim spent a great deal of time hitting the sandbag and had toughened herself up in other ways as well, so she might have been able to do something quite similar to what he had just done without harming herself, but he had never prepared for something like this. By all rights, he should be looking at torn skin, blood flowing and possibly see the white bones in his hand at this point. He quickly stepped away from the tree and moved onwards again before someone could spot what he had just done.

If he hadn't managed to rein in his attacks against her, he could have seriously harmed Kim and the very thought of that made him sick to his stomach.

Even if their friendship was kinda strained from time to time ever since that kiss with Shego, it was still going strong the rest of the time. Even if things got strained in other ways after events like earlier tonight.

It had been nothing special or out of the ordinary, just another Friday night like many others. He'd joined the Possible family for supper, they had played a few board games and watched some TV, then the twins had gone to bed and the Doctors had headed upstairs to retire for the night. He and Kim had settled down to watch a movie and since it was Kim's turn to pick, he had expected to suffer through a chick flick, but much to his surprise it hadn't been all that bad. Heck, there had even been some naked breasts in there which had caused him to snap to attention and that was when he had started feeling weird.

He hadn't even thought about it before that very moment, but pretty much as usual when they were watching a movie alone together, he and Kim had cuddled up against each other in the couch. She was resting against him, her head resting on his chest and facing the TV, her left hand absently scratching his chest and her right wrapped around his back. His left arm was slung over her shoulders hugging her close and his hand had been absently playing with her hair throughout the movie.

Nothing out of the ordinary there, they had done pretty much the same thing hundreds of times before.

He'd even had a few inappropriate thoughts about her in situations like that in the past, but they had always been easily dismissed and things had gone back to feeling normal pretty much instantly.

Not so earlier tonight.

His easily distracted hormone-riddled teenaged mind had focused on those naked breasts and then his train of thought had veered severely off course. He had spent the next few minutes thinking about boobs of all sizes, shapes and colours, until he'd finally settled on those belonging to his best friend. The fact that he'd actually seen them in real life made them somewhat of an easy target for those kind of thoughts, he supposed. The two of them had changed clothes in close quarters during transport often enough that it was pretty much impossible for them not to have caught the occasional glance of each other. So even if he'd never stared straight at them or even glanced for more then a moment or two, he had a pretty good idea of just what hers looked like as she often had to change from either a regular bra or nothing at all to a sport one in preparation for their various missions.

Hell, given some time with pen and paper, he could probably sketch them fairly accurately, including the pattern of freckles she sported on her two mounds.

For the rest of the movie, he had been completely unable to stop thinking about KP's breasts. The fact that they were pressed up against him didn't exactly make it easier to get them out of his mind, but that had never been an issue before.

After the movie ended, they'd stayed cuddled up on the couch for half an hour or so, just talking softly to each other before Ron had reluctantly declared that it was time to go and they had separated. Kim had walked him to the door and sent him off with a hug, which wasn't unusual for Friday nights, but also a kiss on the cheek that grazed the side of his lips, which was more unusual but not completely unheard of. He had found it incredibly hard to not just hug her closer to him and lay a proper kiss on her right then and there, but somehow he had managed to avoid making a fool out of himself.

Not that it would be anything unusual about him making a fool out of himself in front of KP, in fact it happened on a nearly daily basis.

But not like that.

Ever since that first meeting with Shego at Smarty Mart, he had from time to time been thinking of her assumption about he and KP being together. The more he thought about it, the better it sounded and the more difficult it was to clear his head of those thoughts. It didn't feel at all akweird, as he had first thought.

He sighed, if it had been only that, then he might have been able to deal. He had crushed on girls before, even if that had never felt quite like this. Heck, he might even be able to bring himself to speak to Kim about it, sound her out about what she thought about it. If she thought it was a bad idea, fine. Things would likely be uncomfortable between the two of them for a while, but he had no doubts that their friendship was strong enough to survive it. If she thought it was a good idea, then BOH-YAH! He had never really been able to picture the two of them actually dating before, but after the talk with Shego, it had been surprisingly easy to do so. He wondered if it had been a gradual thing that he just hadn't noticed before that or if it was a more sudden thing.

What he was fairly certain was a more sudden thing, was the fact that since Shego laid that unexpected kiss on him at the end of their fight, she had also occupied a fairly significant amount of his more inappropriate thoughts. Like he had confessed to her, he had found her incredibly attractive when he first saw the brief video and the picture of her, but that feeling had mostly passed after he had seen her in action and got to witness her villainy with his own eyes. Granted, there had been a few 'Whoa, nice legs!' and 'Look at those things move, is she even wearing a bra under that thing?' when he'd watched her jumping around in her fights against KP, but it was rare that he thought of her in any sort of erotic or sensual manner outside of actually having her in front of him.

Which happened often enough that those thoughts weren't all that rare, to be honest. Drakken and Shego were surprisingly prolific in their villainous acts compared to their other enemies, so Team Possible got to face off against them on a fairly regular basis.

But after she kissed him, Shego had quickly become a strong contender for the title of 'Girl that Ron spent most of his time daydreaming about tapping'. KP was still going strong in that particular pageant, but Shego was rapidly catching up and had even passed some other strong contenders, like Bonnie, Yori, Monique, Brittina, Amanda, Tara, Shatalia, Hope and Zita.

That was something he had made bloody certain to keep shut about in his talks with KP.

He'd gone all glass-eyed and trailed off often enough around her that he was fairly certain that she knew he had the occasional thought about her, especially since he had admitted several times when talking about hot ladies that he believed she was one of them. But he hoped and prayed to the Big Cheese that she had no idea whatsoever that Shego was also a frequent feature in his fantasies now.

He slowly reached for his wallet and ever so carefully extracted the card she had given him from behind a small autographed snapshot of Shatalia he'd gotten after he and KP had stopped Professor Dementor from trying to ruin one of her concerts by installing some sort of subliminal mind control thingie to the amplifiers. He looked it over once again, carefully noting every single little detail. One side of it did indeed feature a telephone number, the other featured a kiss mark. She had even laminated it to protect it from wear and tear.

He had yet to call her.

And he fervently hoped that Shego would understand why he hadn't and wouldn't take out her irritation at the lack of calls from him out on him in their next encounter.

He sighed, put the card back and the wallet away, trudging on back home.

Things had never been this confusing for him ever before and that was saying something, considering how much of his time was spent being utterly confused.

He just hoped that he would be able to reach some sort of conclusion before things turned really ugly.

Kim Possible stepped to the side after closing the door and looked out of the window as Ron slowly moved away from the Possible house and headed over towards his own. She kept staring at him until he vanished out of her field of vision, then kept on staring out of the window, lost in her own thoughts.

This was an increasingly frequent occurrence in a life that had been blessedly free of such occasions in the past. While it did happen, Kim didn't often brood on things. She was the first to admit that she wasn't quite the thinker that the rest of her family was, no, she was a doer, through and through. Even the tweebs, hyperactive as they often were, could occasionally be found just sitting around the house, lost in thought. She had lost count of how many times she had caught her father doing the same over the years and even her mother could on occasion be found at the kitchen table with a long-forgotten crossword puzzle in front of her with an expression that suggested that she was miles away and had been for quite some time.

Kim didn't do things like that. She had reluctantly over the years come to term with the fact that while she was considerably more intelligent then average, she just wasn't on par with the rest of the genius-level household. When faced with a problem, the rest of her family would reason their way through it before attempting to solve it. Kim would react instantly and go with her instincts, something which had served her well over the years and likely was a major part why she was so successful in her missions.

She found it hard to do the same on the love front and it was mostly when interested in some hot guy that she found herself hesitant, broody and unable to just jump into action like she could in nearly all other situations. No, when it came to that, she hesitated, she doubted herself and she had discovered, much to her personal disgust, that Kim Possible had it in her to be a coward who actually retreated from situations. The fact that she was now broody and hesitant to approach her very best friend in the world about something, was both incredibly disturbing and quite frankly very telling.

But Ron had been off lately and this was a very unwelcome change to the established status quo as he usually bounced back from whatever problems came his way pretty much instantly. It wasn't something that many noticed, but for someone who had grown up with him and only extremely rarely spent a day out of touch with each other in some manner, it was fairly obvious. In fact, she would be willing to bet her beloved Pandaroo that the only other person who had noticed was Monique and that was only because Kim had spoken to her about her own observations. His own parents should have noticed, but those people just...

Kim was an easygoing girl who saw the best in everyone and never really held a grudge against anyone. The exceptions to that rule was Bonnie and occasionally Ron's parents.

Bonnie because Kim was secretly convinced that she was the devil himself in disguise! Or if not the actual devil, then at least a very high-ranking agent of his.

Ron's parents because of how they treated their only son from time to time.

Kim had grown up in a very loving household, even if the tweebs would get on her nerves more often then not, she never doubted that she loved them and that they loved her in return. Her parents had guided her, supported her and cheered her on for as long as she could remember, showering her with love and affection, instantly dropping whatever they were doing if they believed that she needed their guidance or assistance.

Ron's parents...

They loved their son, of that she was certain. But they were just so... Distant. Where she had the support of her parents, Ron's seemed to just toss him towards the world and then hang back to see how he would handle it. Where her parents discussed almost every single little thing that affected the family with everyone involved before they all made a collective decision, Ron's parents simply made the decision themselves and only occasionally bothered to inform Ron about it before he found out by experiencing the results.

That conference a couple of weeks ago that had led to Ron bumping into Shego at Smarty Mart was a prime example of how they just seemingly ignored their son completely from time to time. She had walked home with Ron as usual and they had stopped at his house to grab some of his school books, so they could make some headway on their homework back at her place. They had found an empty house with a note on the fridge from his mom telling him that they would be gone for the entire week at a conference and after that, would spend the weekend together at a nice seaside hotel. No prior notice, no nothing. Just an empty house and a note.

'This is our way of telling you, son.'

Oh, how she hated those words! They were never said spitefully, which might have made them easier to accept. It was always the same, uttered with those same calm, friendly and almost loving tones with a hint of surprise that he would even bring something up. Almost as if took them by surprise that one of their decisions had affected their son. It was almost as if he didn't matter to them sometimes, as if he was nothing more then a guest in their home, one who didn't have opinions that mattered!

Ron was someone who Kim occasionally saw as the only reason she even bothered to get out of bed in the mornings, someone without whom she doubted that she would be able to function, someone who she was slowly starting to realize might mean much more to her then even she had ever suspected before. For him to be treated like that just made her completely and utterly furious at times.

She tried not to show it and she had never breathed a word to Ron about the fact that she might just hate his parents. In fact, she often tried to get him to spend more time with them and tried to include them in various activities as often as possible in the hope that they would suddenly turn into a proper family. So far no luck on that front and she was starting to despair about it. Apparently not everything was possible for a Possible, but she hadn't quite given up hope on it just yet, so the judges were still out on that.

So no, chances of them having noticed the change in their son were slim to none.

He was distracted and lost in thought more often then ever before, enough so that he had been cutting back on the more extreme odd acts and rants that he tended to engage in and which she secretly took a great deal of joy out of. Earlier this week, he had been offered a chance to dress up as Kosher Delly for the Middleton Day Festival, but had actually turned it down. That was so out of the ordinary that Kim hadn't believed her eyes and ears at first. Not only did Ron love dressing up, but he loved that character. A month ago, he would have accepted in a flash and likely worn that suit everywhere.

A wide smile blossomed on her lips at the very thought of it.

While Ron surprisingly enough was actually more prone to brooding, thinking and pondering then she was, he was also a doer at heart. She didn't have any doubts in her heart that he would have worn that suit to class, ignoring how much more difficult it would make his life, even simple things like eating or going to the bathroom. People did on occasion accuse her of being impulsive, but she was the very model of restraint and consideration compared to Ron.

Nothing he had said had even hinted at what it was that had the brightest spot in her life so distracted, but she had her suspicions.

After she had wrapped up her fight with Motor Ed and spotted Shego and Ron having stopped their fight, she didn't quite know what to think. None of them seemed out for the count, but Ron had seemed to be in a pretty bad shape. His top was sheared across his chest and it was bleeding, he also had a small trickle of blood making its way down his face from what seemed like a cut on his nose.

Honestly, she had figured that Shego would have had him laid out flat in ten seconds or less, but from what few glimpses of their fight she had gotten while engaging Motor Ed, Ron had handled himself just fine. Heck, one of the glimpses she had gotten had been with Shego crouching and Ron kicking her off balance, so he had apparently done more then just fine against her.

She figured that it was just a lull in the fight, although it was kinda odd for them to remain so close to each other instead of gaining a bit of distance like she herself would have done. Then she saw Ron reach out and take something that Shego was holding out for him to take, with the oddest expression on his face. She had seen that look on him before, that was his 'the world is not making sense!' expression. She had called out for him and that seemed to make Shego decide to pull out, but she stopped, grabbed Ron and then she kissed him!

She had rushed over while clenching her fists hard enough to draw blood from her own palms while Shego had almost playfully retreated away from Ron. Kim almost hadn't managed to stop herself from rushing after her, intending to beat her to within an inch of her life and then see if dad or perhaps the tweebs might be willing to build a rocket that could take her bloodied remains to the centre of the sun! But Ron took priority and so she stopped to see if he was all right, which he seemed to be. The cuts on his chest were shallow although she had made a mental note to herself to disinfect and wash them out thoroughly on their way back home, as it seemed Drakken used this particular room as part entryway, part workshop and part garage, so there was no telling what sort of infections might be able to fester in those cuts. The cut on his nose was equally shallow, so no real danger there either. He looked a little roughed up, but nothing seemed life-threatening and so she allowed herself to relax a bit.

This went straight out of the window as she found him non-responsive.

She had slowly been going mad with worry about him, wondering if he had been zapped with some odd invention or something like that. She shook him, frantic with worry and had just about convinced herself that she needed to slap him to see if he would snap out of it, when it seemed like he did so on his own. His odd statement hadn't made any sense at the time, but he had eventually told her that he'd bumped into Shego at Smarty Mart and that they had chatted for a bit there.

She shook her head as she tried to imagine that, but failed miserably. She wasn't quite sure what she would do if she bumped into Shego at Club Banana, but polite conversation likely wasn't it even if Shego had acted like a normal woman out on a shopping trip.

She wrapped her arms around herself and looked up at the stars through the window.

At the time, she had been too worried about Ron to really notice, but after thinking about it later on, she had come to the realization that what had made her the angriest wasn't that Shego had hurt Ron in their fight, but that she had kissed him after it. He hadn't said much about that, only that it had caught him by surprise and she could certainly understand that. What she hadn't quite understood at first, was why she felt like it would be a good idea to lay a kiss of her own on him to make him forget that Shego even existed.

Jellin'.

It was so obvious to her now, she had been jealous. Incredibly so.

Over Ron.

Granted, he'd never had a girlfriend until Zita, just a long series of one-sided crushes. But she had supported him, tried to give him the confidence he needed to approach those crushes and never felt such a sense of possessiveness burning inside her chest as when she had seen Shego kiss him. When had she stopped seeing him as her undateable best friend and instead started looking at him as someone she wanted to date? She couldn't pin-point the exact moment when that happened, she just knew that at some point her feelings about him had changed and never even noticed until she was faced with that unexpected kiss.

She was glad that Ron hadn't asked to talk about the movie they had just seen, because she didn't think that she could remember a single thing about it. Through most of the movie, she'd even had her eyes closed and just enjoyed the sensation of being next to Ron. It wasn't like with the boys she had crushed over previously, when she couldn't approach them and had problems even talking to them. No, this was Ron. It was so easy to talk with him, no problem whatsoever approaching him and cuddling up against him felt as natural as ever.

What she did have problems with now, was talking about what was really bothering her and trying to sound him out on if he might want to try being girlfriend-boyfriend instead of best friends.

That and her desire to look up Shego and beat her to a pulp for kissing HER Ron!

She bared her teeth and growled into the silence of the Possible house.

Shego...

Princess...

"I bet it's all her fault!" Shego groused under her breath as she stared over at her overly silent and immobile cell phone on the table in front of her once again, but apparently she hadn't said it silently enough.

"Huh? Whose fault?" Doctor Drakken asked in complete bewilderment, looking up from his ledger with a confused expression.

"Kimmie's fault." Shego responded grumpily and immersed herself in her magazine once again. Drakken stared oddly at her for a few moments, then shrugged and returned to his number crunching. He had a few extremely profitable patents from inventions he had come up with over the years and they provided him with enough money that he could have lived out the rest of his life in luxury, but instead he funnelled just about every cent he earned into his efforts to conquer the world. Shego had never quite understood why and he had never really explained it to her satisfaction either, but she had just shrugged it off as something she'd never do and left it as something that just was what it was.

Doctor D wanted to take over the world? Fine. All his plots so far had more holes in them then Swiss cheese, but if it made him happy, then fine. Let him waste his money on that. As long as her pay checks came in on time, all was fine and dandy according to her.

If it had been her, she would have lived out the rest of her life in luxury, but to each their own.

Well, she'd pick the occasional fight, of course. Just to keep things interesting.

Speaking of fights and interesting, why hadn't the stupid boy called her yet?

"It's Kimmies fault, I just know it is..." she muttered.

She hadn't been really serious when she'd first made the offer to let him take her out when they met at Smarty Mart, but she hadn't forgotten about it. Heck, she'd even made a few copies of that silly laminated card and kept them on her person at all times. She had figured that she could use it to tease him with at some point, have a few laughs about it after he called and she shot him down in flames.

But after having fought him...

HOLY CRAP!

It had been hard not seeking him out again for a rematch, but somehow she had managed. She knew it was just a matter of time before the next time Doctor D hatched some crazy plot and then princess and her sidekick would come calling. But in the meantime, she had started wondering about what else she might have been wrong about regarding him. He had turned out to be a fantastic fighter so closely matched to her that it gave her excited shivers just thinking about it and he hadn't hesitated in letting her have it every chance he got like some of the people she had fought over the years.

She absently moved her left hand up to rub the valley between her breasts where that last kick had struck her. It had kept hurting days after the fight so she had gone to get checked out and discovered that he'd actually cracked her chest bone, something that was exceptionally hard to do on her tougher then normal body. That had impressed the crap out of her and made her even more eager to fight him again, in fact Doctor Insidious who she always went to for her medical treatments, had to strap her down to keep her in the machine he used to fix the cracked bone to keep her from rushing off right then and there to fight Ron again.

But, having been wrong about him being a great fighter, she had started thinking about her offer to go out with him and that kiss she had laid on him when princess had noticed them being so close to each other. She hadn't meant anything by it, it was simply a means to piss princess off which was always a great deal of fun.

But...

She had obviously caught him by surprise and he had been pretty much non-responsive to it, but she had felt something while kissing him that she'd never felt before. A level of excitement that she hadn't even come close to previously when kissing someone. Heck, she hadn't even come close to it when doing more intimate acts then kissing either.

Their fight and what she had felt during the kiss, had caused her to now look forward to a date between the two of them with a great deal of excitement. It wasn't love or a crush, but she had sensed something between the two of them that had been lacking in all her previous attempts at doing the relationship thing.

So why the hell wasn't he calling her?

"It's all her fault, I just know it is..." she muttered and her magazine crinkled as her fists clenched around it.

"Shego!" Drakken complained and once again looked up from his work as her grumblings distracted him.

"WHAT?!" Shego yelled and threw the latest issue of Villainess on the ground, then jerked her head towards Doctor D while powering up her hands.

"Uhm..." the blue guy stuttered, absently pulling on his collar and swallowing nervously. His gaze was shiftily moving about the room at random while successfully avoiding her all the while, before it finally settled on her after nearly fifteen seconds of uncomfortable silence. "Would you... Like to talk about it? ... About whatever is bothering you?" he inquired with a severely put-upon expression on his face.

She nearly broke out into a smile at that and she did power down again. Doctor D didn't really go for the whole comforting the upset woman bit and she thanked all the higher and lower powers for that, because he was quite frankly crap at it. For him to even pick up on the fact that she was upset before he had green plasma flying at him was unusual.

"Nah, it's okay Doctor D." she said with a wave of her hand as she leaned back in her seat again, oddly feeling a whole lot better just by her whacky boss simply offering to listen to her woes. She didn't take him up on it, because if she knew him right, he'd have inane comments during the retelling and lousy advise at the end of it. Besides, if she told him that she was crushing on Kimmie's sidekick, there was no telling what the big blue weirdo might do.

"Thank god." Doctor D muttered under his breath. "Are you sure? I have some coupons for Karaoke around here somewhere if you want to take a break." he offered and Shego nearly blasted him for that. She didn't understand just what he saw in that. He wasn't the worst singer she'd ever encountered, but he wasn't all that good either. But Karaoke was none the less his preferred activity outside of acts of villainy and mayhem. She had learned to endure it over the years, but it required lots and lots of alcohol to do so and she had used her powers to teach him that nagging at her to sing more then one song per evening would lead to pain for him.

"Nah, I'll just go hit the gym, burn off some energy." Shego said and Doctor D nodded, waving her off.

"Have fun." he muttered as he returned to his numbers, trying to work out a way to fund his latest scheme no doubt. She rubbed her hands together as she headed towards the gym. A new scheme meant that Kimmie would be there to put a stop to it and Kimmie's presence meant that Ron would be there as well.

Her lips curled up into a smile and her fingers twitched impatiently as if they wanted to form fist and start flying towards her target on their own.

Hadn't his parents ever told him that it wasn't a good thing to leave a girl hanging, waiting for his call?

Well, no matter. She'd let him know what she thought about behaviour like that when they next met.

The End! ( For now... )