Kim Possible: A Beautiful Death

The Spankin' End

Christmas Day
Possible Residence
8:00 P.M.

"As Christmas Day begins everywhere around the world, it can only be described as a bittersweet holiday season. Thousands of lives lost in what we can only assume as the Rapture of Christ. The reign of these demonic creatures, has now finally come to a cataclysmic end. But this reporter asks, how? What mystical force caused these monsters to vanish into thin air? Whatever the cause, we only have one thing to say as a whole: thank you, Kim Possible. We are forever in your debt."

The television shuts off.

James Possible sits the remote down on the coffee table next to him. He sits on the floor of the living room, warmed cozily by a red Christmas sweater. A large bandage was taped to his forehead, and a small cut on the top of his left cheek. "Alright everyone, it's finally present time." He said joyfully, as he faces the entire family. Around the living room sat Ann, the two twins, Kim and Ronald.

"Bout time. I've been waiting for this since Christmas story time." Jim said in joy, as he looked at the Christmas tree. "Alright, calm down kids. Ronald and Kimmie are about to pass out the gifts." Ann chuckles, seeing the enthusiasm in her boys. The two teens stood by the tree, taking out all the presents from underneath. They started sorting them by names so they could be passed out afterwards.

The entire family had on Christmas attire of some kind, along with slight scratches and bruises along their bodies. Ron's entire arm was wrapped in gauze, while Kim had on a leg-boot and a couple bandages on her cheek. She had the worst of the injuries, mainly revolving around the blistered and burnt up knuckles. If it weren't for the ancient staff healing her recent injuries, she may not have made it this far.

"This one says Jim, not Tim."
"This one says Tim, not Jim." The two looked at each other's boxes and swapped.
"Hush, Tweebs." Kim said sternly, aware her J and T probably just looked similar in her writing.

"Alright kids, who wants to go first?" James asked, as he changed the way he sat to comfort his bruised knee. The two twins and Ron all shot their hands in the air without hesitation. Kim rolled her eyes with a small grin at the sight of her childish boyfriend.

"Boys, don't you think you should let your sister go first? Ya know, we probably wouldn't even be here right now if it weren't for her." Ann suggested, trying to make the twins feel some sympathy. "Ahh, Mom! That's the excuse every year!" Jim complained as he grasped onto his present even tighter.

"And it'll continue to be the same excuse every year." Kim smiles, as she roughly ran her hand through her little brother's hair. Annoyed, he quickly threw her hand off his head.

"Alright KimmieCub, go ahead and start us off." James said, and grabbed his hot coco from the coffee table. Kim looked through the smorgasbord of gifts at her feet, debating on which one to pick first. It was a mix of gifts from relatives, her parents, the Tweebs and most notably, Ron. When she saw his bad handwriting on the tag, she smiled and made her choice.

She turned to look at Ron with the same warm smile. "Cmon. Let's open one." Her friendly gesture immediately suggested he open one along with her. Taking a second to understand, he then grinned in agreement.

"Then it's only fair I open this one." He said sincerely, and picked up the gift from his loving girlfriend. It was close to the same size as the one she gave him, if not identical. His was wrapped in bright red with a gold and green streamed bow, while hers was a solids green wrapping paper. It sparkled when it was hit by the light at the perfect angle, just like her eyes. He may be bad at wrapping, but he sure knew what he was doing.

"Ready?" Kim questioned with a smirk.

"1."
"2."
"3."

They both counted down, and began tearing open the wrapping paper. As they did, ironically enough they both pulled out white boxes of the same shape. Their eyes met with slight confusion, then went back to their same shaped, sized and colored boxes.

When they both open the lid flaps to the boxes, Kim quickly pulled what she could instantly tell was a red sweater, until she began to unravel it. As she did, Ron pulled out the same sweater, only it was green.

When they both rolled their sweaters out onto their laps, they could finally see the front stitching. On the front of both of their sweaters, was the same picture.

It was a photo they had taken days after graduation. In the photo was Ron, Kim, Rufus, Monique and Wade. The two teens both had their graduation caps on, while Wade and Monique stood on both sides of them. Wade's gaze was strictly locked on the gorgeous black female, while Rufus stood on the shoulders of Kim and Ron. And on the bottom, said "Team Possible" in green and turquoise letters.

"No. Way." Both teens said at the same time in awe.

"Well would ya look at that. How sweet is that." Ann couldn't help but laugh. Ron and Kim's faces both flushed with red as they looked back at each other.

"Where did you—

"Wade. Where did you—

"Mr. Smarty." They both cut each other off, explaining where they got their sweaters made. The confusion left their minds, as they finally rose into lovestruck gazes.

"I freakin love it. It's the most badical gift I think you've ever given me." He said sweetly, as she stroked the softness of the sleeve. Her only reply, was wrapping her arms around him.
As he looked at her, their gazes locked one last time. Their eyes slowly began to fade, as their lips finally met.

"I love you."
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And after weeks of suffering and pain, the two young heroes finally got the happy ending they were looking for. As for the rest of the world, it was the first day they had finally got to enjoy their Christmas with their families. No longer needing to worry about hiding, but only needing to worry about which gift to open next.

Oh— right! Who is this speaking, you ask? I am the elder of the temple! They have finally granted me peace, freeing me after defeating the Reaver!

I am Primius Cortenx. And this is the story of a couple young heroes, and their dedicated family and friends who saved the world.

This, was a beautiful death.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night.

The end.