I.

As Hana was busy dragging her new friend around the house, she decided to end the tour by taking Bonnie out into the backyard. Unfortunately for the young girl, she failed to notice the look of shock that crossed Bonnie's face and caused her blood to run cold with fear. Namely, the sight of one Kim Possible playing kissy face with one Ronald Stoppable.

For a moment, Bonnie's mind reeled from the sight, and her world felt as though it were ready to come crashing down around her, but just for a moment. Soon, the old Bonnie kicked in, and her blood went from running cold to running hot, boiling hot. There was no way she was about to lose the person she loved without a fight. Clenching her fists tight, Bonnie began to approach the target of her anger as she let out a battle cry that would have made any Klingon proud, "KIM POSSIBLE, GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BOYFRIEND!"

II.

Meanwhile, inside the house…

"Ronald, stop overreacting. If Bonnie runs into Kim, it won't be that much of a problem, will it?" Mrs. Stoppable asked. The sudden sound of Bonnie's scream gave her all the answer she needed. "Oh dear."

Ronald rushed out of the kitchen and towards the backyard, with his mother not far behind, to survey any possible damage. When he reached the backyard, there was a scene of chaos as a shocked and surprised Kim who was being practically hoisted off the ground by the front of her shirt by a quite irate Bonnie. Between the two women stood both Ron and Hana, who were trying to little avail; to separate the two women as Bonnie continued to hurl accusations and insults towards Kim.

"Bonnie? What are…" A bewildered Kim tired to ask.

"I'll teach you to mess around with Ronald's heart!" Bonnie shouted as she brought her hand all the way back in order to slap the red head.

"What are you talking about?"

"First, you break his heart, then you try to play kissy face with him out here." But just as Bonnie had finished bringing her hand up, she suddenly felt someone grab it and hold her back. "Let go of me!" She yelled, struggling to move her arm.

"Bonnie, don't do it. She didn't do anything."

"Like hell she didn't!" Bonnie replied as she continued to struggle to free her arm.

"Bonnie, listen to me. It's me, Ronald. I'm right here. Kim didn't kiss me. Please, just turn around and look at me." Ronald pleaded.

"B-b-but, but I saw her kiss you." Bonnie stammered. "I saw her."

"Bonnie, please, just turn around and look at me, OK?"

Bonnie stopped struggling against the person holding her arm, but she still refused to lower it. Instead, she turned her head enough to see who was preventing her from going after Kim. She was shocked to see, standing to her right and slightly behind, was Ronald. Quickly turning her head, another Ronald had a hold of her left hand, which still had Kim's shirt. Bonnie had to look back and forth between the two Ronalds several times to make sure she was really seeing what she thought she was seeing. Finally, Bonnie managed to mutter a single coherent statement,

"Two Ronalds?"

"Bonnie? Bonnie? It's me. You're Ronald, not hers." Ronald soothed as he let go of Bonnie's arm and turned the brunette so he could place his hands on to her shoulders.

"Ronald? But, but there's two of you. How?"

"He's my twin. Now, if you promise to calm down and promise to not attack Kim, I'll explain everything to you, OK?"

It was then that Mr. Stoppable stepped out onto the patio and, seeing the scene before him, asked the most obvious question he could think of, "So, um, what have I missed?"

III.

The brunette's was now at least as surprised and confused as the red head had been when her make-out session had been interrupted mere moments ago. She could do little more than nod her head as Ronald led her to a seat and promised to explain things to her. After sitting down with Ronald, Ron and Kim returned to their seats along with a Hana who was now scowling at Bonnie. While everyone was finding some sort of seating arrangement, Bonnie continued to stare back and forth between the two Ronalds until Mrs. Stoppable asked if she would like a drink.

"Yes, I use a stiff drink, please."

"A round of stiff drinks just might be a good idea." The older woman conceded.

Soon, a round of drinks, mostly consisting of Donald's prized Scotch, had been passed around, and everyone took a moment to cool down and collect their thoughts.

Bonnie, clasping the glass between her hands as she struggled to remain calm, took a long pull on her drink before speaking.

"Ronald, what's going on? I didn't know you had a twin. How long have you kept this a secret?" Bonnie asked.

"He's not a twin. He's a clone." Ron supplied.

"A clone?"

"Yes, but he's more like a twin." Kim began to explain.

"K, I don't want to talk to you right now." Bonnie snapped before turning her attention back towards Ronald, "So you're a clone, and you didn't think it might be a good idea to tell me this?" Bonnie demanded.

"I'm sorry, Bonnie, I should have told you sooner. But I was scared."

"Scared? What was there to be scared of?"

"I was scared that it might weird you out and drive you away or that you would react badly."

"Like I am now?"

"I'm sorry, but I didn't want to lose you."

At this point, Mrs. Stoppable spoke up, "If I might add something dear, Ronald isn't just saying this to pacify you. He really is scared of losing you. You should have seen how distraught he looked last week while you were in the hospital."

Bonnie looked at Ronald and could see the worried look on his face. "So he's a clone then?" She said, pointing towards Ronald.

"Yep, it only took him. How many years to accept that?" Ron retorted, which earned him a dirty look from Bonnie.

"But Ronald, if you're his clone…"

"We prefer to think of them as twins." Mrs. Stoppable interrupted.

"Fine, twins, if you're his twin, then why are you living in Lowerton, Ronald?"

"I wanted to try to start a new life for myself."

"But why Lowerton and not here in Middleton? At least you would have had your family here."

"Yeah, family, including a sister in law." Ronald muttered.

Bonnie looked at Ronald quizzically before she understood what he meant.

"So that's why you were all broken hearted over Kim. She chose him instead of you." Bonnie deduced as she pointed towards Ron.

"Good job, Bon Bon. I got it in one." Ron said.

"Hey! That's uncalled for!" Ronald almost shouted, coming to Bonnie's defense.

"I agree. Bonnie is our guest here Ron, you will apologize." Mr. Stoppable said.

Ron was about to protest, but the look of anger on Ronald's face and the way Bonnie was now holding Ronald's hand told Ron all he needed to know.

"I'm sorry, Bonnie. Ronald and I still don't always get along. We sort of hold a grudge with each other over Kim and other things."

Bonnie nodded her head more in acknowledgment than understanding. There were a lot of things that she still didn't understand or know about her boyfriend, and it would probably help if they explained things from the beginning.

"Apology accepted. But I want to know how this whole clone thing started, so tell me from the beginning."

Kim now spoke up, "Ron and I were on a mission to stop Drakken, and we had tracked him to his lair…"

IV.

"Warning, self destruct system has been activated. Warning, self destruct system has been activated." A synthetic sounding female voice announced over the public address system.

"This caused four heads, three of them human and one of them a naked mole rat, to glare at the usual suspect for such actions.

"He he, my bad." Ronald said meekly as he pulled his hand away from the button he had just pushed.

"Really? Why does Dr. D keep installing self-destruct devices in his layers. The buffoon always ends up setting them off." Shego complained.

"It makes our job that much easier, and no dissing my fiancé." Kim replied.

"Oh, so you two have finally decided to tie the knot. Good, that makes it that much easier to find you two when I want to harass you."

"Don't even think about it." Kim said as her eyes narrowed.

"Oh, I'm more than just thinking about it, princess." Shego taunted, causing Kim to charge at the villainous.

Unfortunately for Kim, this was exactly what Shego wanted and was able to deftly dodge the red head as she made her way to Drakken. "Come on, Dr. D, time to go."

"But Shego, my experiment." Drakken began to protest.

"Will get blown up along with the lair and you too if you don't start running."

"Ahh, good point, Shego." Drakken conceded as Shego grabbed him by the collar and practically dragged him behind her. "You think you're all that, Kim Possible, but you're not." Drakken bellowed impotently.

"Says the man who is being dragged away by his sidekick." Kim smirked.

"Ah KP, I hate to interrupt the gloating but look." Ron said while pointing to a large countdown clock with less than thirty seconds on it.

"This is so your fault." Kim said as she, Ron, and Rufus began to run out of the lair.

"How is this my fault?" Ron protested as the lair began to explode behind them.

Moments later, after the lair had finished collapsing in on it self; two heroes and one naked mole rat emerged from the rubble covered in dust and soot giving both of them a Vaudeville black face look about them.

"Well, that didn't go quite like I had hoped." Kim said as she wiped the soot away from her eyes, turning her into a reverse looking raccoon.

"Me neither." Ron added as his face like wise became a reverse raccoon.

Kim smirked, "What do you mean? You blew up the lair like you always do."

"Yeah, but I usually give us enough time to get out."

"Yeah, out." Rufus said as he suddenly emerged from the rubble.

"Well, either way, Drakken's plan was foiled, and his lair is ruined, I saw we should go home and get cleaned up." Kim said as she pulled out her Kimmunicator. "Wade, can you get us a ride home."

"Woah, what happened to you, Kim?" The dark skinned tech guru asked.

"Mr. Stoppable here blew up the lair as usual, but he didn't really give us enough time to get out."

"It was an accident, I'm only human." Ron protested.

"Anyways, Wade, how about that ride?"

"It should be there any minute now. Oh, and Ron, I got those reservations for you."

"Awesome Wade, you rock."

"Reservations? What reservations? What did Wade get for you, Ron?"

"Wade scored me reservations at the nicest restaurant in Upperton for next month."

Kim was about to press further, but the sound of helicopter blades and the accompanying blast of rotor wash announced the arrival of their ride from Global Justice and drowned out any further conversation.

V.

As Kim and Ron were getting their ride home, deep inside of the now mostly collapsed and abandoned lair, a humming sound came to a stop. This was replaced with the sound of a seal being broken, followed by fluid pouring onto the floor. At the end of the cascade of fluid, there was a thump as a form fell out of the chamber that had contained it.

The form was that of a young man with blond hair and not a stitch of clothing on him. After a few sputtering coughs to clear the liquid from it's lungs he stood up and up and found himself standing alone and naked, in a dimly light and trashed room. Walking towards a reflective surface, the young man took a moment to admire itself in the dim light.

"Looking good, Rondo." He said as he struck a pose. "But where am I and how did I get here? And why am I naked?"

After looking at some of the wrecked high tech looking equipment around him, the young man assessed that he was most likely in some sort of lair, probably one of Drakken's.

"Ahh, I bet Kim and I must have been on a mission, and Drakken's lair was blown up.

Maybe that's how I ended up here, and somehow, I guess I lost more than just my pants this time. Well, I might as well see about getting out of here."

A couple of hours later, Ronald was dressed in a pair of clothes he had found and had managed to work his way out of the wreckage to make his way home. But he was still no closer to figuring out why Kim wasn't there looking for him, or Rufus, for that matter. Unless they had already gone home and were simply waiting for him to show up. Ronald figure that had to be the only logical explanation.

After a long walk, Ronald was soon home and was more than ready to take a nice hot shower. Then he could go over to Kim's house and find out why she had left him at the layer. Opening the front door, Ronald had only taken a few steps into the house when he found himself being glomped by his little sister Hana.

"Hi Hana."

"Hi again, brother." She said excitedly.

"I'm going to get cleaned up, OK? I'm kind of dirty from the mission."

"OK again, brother."

"Oh, and have you seen Rufus?"

"He's upstairs. He'll be happy to see you again."

Ronald looked at this sister funny for a second before heading up the stairs. He didn't know why she kept saying "again," maybe it was a game she was playing. Ronald let this thought fall from his mind as he stripped off his clothes and made his way to the bathroom. Opening the bathroom door, Ronald was surprised to hear that the shower was already running and that someone was already in it.

This wasn't right. Hana was too young to use the shower; besides which she was down stairs, and his parents had their own shower in their master bedroom. Who could be in there? For a half second, a full techno color fantasy of finding Kim in the shower flashed through Ronald's mind. As nice as that the prospect was, the odds of that happening with his family here were pretty small. Grabbing the first thing he could find to use as a weapon, which happened to be the toilet bowl scrubber, Ronald slowly and cautiously approached the shower. Slowly, he reached out with his arm; grabbing a hold of the shower curtain; and in one quick movement, he pulled it back.

Ron was enjoying a nice hot shower after his most recent mission with Kim. After getting a ride back to Middleton and a quick debrief with Global Justice, Ron escorted his fiancé to her home with the promise of seeing her again for breakfast tomorrow. Finally, he was able to go home and get cleaned up.

He was about to turn the water off when something deep down inside of him tingled, his mystic monkey powers were trying to warn him of something. Grabbing the only weapon he had close at hand, Ron brought his back scrubber up to fend off whatever threat was about. He was about to reach for the shower curtain when it suddenly flew to the side to reveal who was on the other side.

Ron's brown eyes stared at an equally brown pair of eyes in the middle of a face centered by a pair of large ears and a blond mess of hair. He was staring at his own reflection. Only this reflection wasn't from a mirror.

"Aaaaa!" Both men screamed simultaneously as they both fell backward while both scrambled for the shower curtain in an attempt to cover themselves.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Ronald."

"No way, I'm Ronald."

"What are you doing here?"

"Get out of my bathroom!" Both men shouted at each other.

"I was here first. You leave." The Ron in the bathtub demanded.

"No way, how did you get here? I had to dig my way out of the bottom of Drakken's layer tonight." Ronald, who was sprawled across the bathroom floor, demanded.

"What? That's impossible, Kim and I destroyed that layer tonight."

"You were with Kim? If you hurt her I'll…"

"Of course I was with Kim, and no, I wouldn't hurt her."

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"Trust me? I'm not the imposter walking into the bathroom. I'm already using claiming to be me."

Meanwhile, as the two Rons continued their bickering and recriminations back and forth, Mrs. Stoppable was downstairs talking to Hana.

"Hana, have you seen your brother?" Mrs. Stoppable asked.

"Ah ha, they both went up stairs."

"Both? I think you're confused Hana, you only have one brother."

The little girls shook her head no before answering confidently, "I saw two brudders. They both went to shower."

"OK, sweetie," Mrs. Stoppable answered. She had gotten what she needed to know despite Hana's games. As momma Stoppable began to ascend the stairs, she suddenly heard a shout from the guest bathroom that her son often used. Rushing up the stairs, she stopped at the closed bathroom door and knocked on it, "Ron dear, are you OK?"

"Yes/No!" Were both simultaneously given as an answer.

"Ron, are you sure you OK? It sounded like you were screaming in fear."

Just then, Mr. Stoppable arrived, "Dear, what's going on? I heard shouting."

"Donald, I think something might be wrong with Ronald. Can you go in there and check on him, please?"

"Sure thing dear, it's not like there's anything in there I haven't seen before." Donald said as he opened the door and stepped in only to have his eyes filled with a most unique site. Laying there on the floor and in the tub, with one shower curtain conveniently ripped in half in an attempt to cover themselves, were two identical copies of his son.

"Dad, thank goodness you're here. Help me to subdue this imposter!" Both Ron's shouted at the same time as they pointed, accusing fingers at each other.

Mr. Stoppable simply stood there for a moment, blinked, then blinked again, and then walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

"Donald? Donald honey, what's wrong? Is Ronald OK?" Mrs. Stoppable asked.

"Sorry honey, but there was something in there I haven't seen before."