I wanted to write a little something with some smuffy, fluffy, lovey, dovey goodness (say THAT 5 times fast). It's my first try at this sort of thing, as my others have been a little more graphic. Originally this was to be in the middle of a different story, but held it out. I know I'll never be as good as others at this. (I'm sure y'all know who they are) Let me know with the R & R thing… I'm going to attempt to keep this to a "T" rating… If I go over-board, let me know…

Anyways, Let's get it on!

Disclaimer: Don't own the characters… yadda, yadda, yadda…

Chapter 1

Ron's House:

On this particular Saturday, Ron wanted to go to Kim's house and surprise her. He had gotten up much earlier than he usually does, and went down to the kitchen.

Both his Mom and Dad were sitting at the kitchen table, going over a brochure of some kind.

"What'cha lookin' at?" Ron asked as he walked in, and opened the refrigerator.

"You're Mother and I were wanting to go to a Bed and Breakfast for our 35th anniversary. This is the one we decided on. What do you think, Son?"

Ron took the brochure from his Dad's hand, and quickly looked it over, inside and out. "Looks cool Dad. When ya going?" That was when he noticed the luggage near the front door.

"Actually, dear, we're taking off in just a few minutes." His Mom said. "The drive is about an hour, and we want to be there for the entire weekend. We won't be back until late Sunday evening. Probably no later than 10 O'clock."

"Is it OK that I give you you're anniversary gift to you when you get back, then?" Good cover for Ron, since he had forgotten about his parents anniversary.

"You didn't need to get anything for us, Son."

"Yeah, well… I wouldn't be a good son if I didn't, now would I?" He smiled sheepishly, hoping they wouldn't catch him in this little white-lie.

"You're such a GOOD son!" His mother said, and hugged him as she got up from the table. "We better go if we're going to make the check-in time, dear."

With that, Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable took their bags, and left the house, with Ron standing in the kitchen alone, munching on a blueberry muffin.

Kim's House:

On this particular Saturday, Kim wanted to sleep in for once. Only thing is, she couldn't do it with all the racket going on downstairs. She kept hearing the tweebs running back and forth, and she kept hearing the garage door open and close, over and over.

"What the heck is going on?" She said to herself. She got out of bed and threw on a T-shirt and sweatpants, never bothering to look in a mirror. When she got to the bottom of the steps, she was almost run over by the tweebs rushing by with some luggage.

"What is going on here?" She asked into the general direction of everybody.

"Did you forget Kimmie? You're dad and I are heading to the Dr. and Scientist convention this weekend." Kim had a blank look on her face. "You know, the one where Dr's and Space Scientists get together and exchange ideas?"

"Oh, that's right. I just forgot that was this weekend. When will you be back?"

"Probably not 'til late Sunday evening. Oof…" Her Dad said, as he hefted another large piece of luggage towards the front door.

"Does that mean I have to baby-sit the Tweebs again?" Kim asked beginning to dread her weekend.

"No Dear." Her Mom said. "Don't you remember? Jim and Tim are going to that weekend Science Camp. They will be gone all weekend too."

"We won't be back…" Jim said.

"Until later Sunday evening." Tim finished.

Just then, a small bus pulled up in front of the house, with a banner on the side: Science Camp. In smaller letters, was the name of the benefactor donating to the camp, Regis Mutagenic Inhibitors. No doubt, the same company that had been working on returning Lake Wannaweep to it's former glory.

"Jim! Tim! You're bus is here! Get a move on, boys!" Their mother called.

The two rushed by her with their suitcases and sleeping bags, each giving their mother a quick kiss on the cheek.

"You're Mother and I need to get going also, if we are going to get to the seminar sign up sheets early. We want to get front row seats."

"You'll be OK by yourself for the weekend, won't you, dear?"

"Y… yeah, I guess I will." Kim said, realization hitting her that she would be alone for the weekend without any other family around.

Kim stood in the front door waving good-bye to her parents as they backed out of the driveway. Her mind was whirling as to what she would do with no one around the house. Well, there was one place she could go, and she was sure he wouldn't mind hanging with her.

Ron's house:

Whoo Hoo! No parents for the entire weekend! Ron was ecstatic!

"What should I do first?" He said aloud to no one as he rubbed his hands together. "How about a little personal celebration?"

Ron opened the cabinet that held his Dads pride and joy. It was a massive entertainment system complete with a large screen TV, and stereo system. He powered up the stereo, put the CD he had selected into the player, and tracked to a specific song. He cranked the output on the equalizer, and turned the volume about half way to it's maximum. He knew it would be plenty loud as the amplifier put out about 1000 watts per channel, and there were 6 speakers, along with a sub-woofer.

Swiftly turning around, he grabbed a fireplace poker, and as the first few notes of the piano played, Ron slid across the linoleum kitchen floor in his stocking feet wearing nothing but his underwear, and an un-buttoned dress shirt. He had always wanted to do that scene from the Tom Cruise movie called "Risky Business".

Dancing and strutting around the living room with the music blaring loudly, he didn't hear the doorbell ring.

Getting a little irritated Kim started to bang on the door. She knew someone was home, because there was music blaring from inside. Was there a party going on and she wasn't invited? There weren't any cars in the driveway.

She reached to the doorknob, and tried it. "Unlocked?" She said, narrowing her brows a little bit, wondering what may be going on inside.

Opening the door, she walked inside, and immediately an old song from the 80's assaulted her ears. She walked through the kitchen and towards the living room, where the music seemed to be coming from.

Rounding the corner that transitioned the kitchen to the living room, Kim saw something she never thought she would see in her wildest dreams. There was Ron, wearing nothing but his underwear, socks, and an unbuttoned dress shirt playing air guitar with... was that a fireplace poker?

To be continued…