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IN HER ARMS
Lionheartcartoon
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is out of the K.P. portrayal biz, but Wrybread remembers, & he's going to see to it that people don't forget.
These are the pic's that inspired me to be a fanfic writer, but they also cause a certain amount of discord, because they represent an addition of an unauthorized character into the story canon.
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DISNEY. ARTWORK BELONG TO SIROIS.
Following is the initial text that the pic's inspired:

It was on the undercover London mission.
I had changed out of my tux, and Kim had changed out of her ball gown.
We were in our mission suits.
Maybe some of the magic lingered from waltzing together.
Or maybe it was the full moon, and the waves coming in
It was completely on impulse, completely unplanned, completely stupid
I took her in my arms, and gazed into those gorgeous green eyes
And she didn't fight it!
She reached up and put her hands on my shoulders.
"Just--be careful," was all I said.
What was my deal? We had been through dozens of missions and I had never gotten all protective before!
She stood on tip-toes, hugged my neck--hard--and kissed me!
Was it a minute? Was it an hour? Who cared?
She whispered into my ear, "You don't know how special you are to me, the rescue, our talks together, everything; you're my knight in shining armor; you've always been there; promise me, please, you'll always be there."
My heart soared like a rocket.
"I promise," I whispered back; "I will."
I hugged her extra hard and lifted her right up off her feet.
"Ungh," she groaned, "My ribs, please."
It was just the right thing to say to not get too serious.
I let her down, and she squeezed my hand and winked; "We'll talk later."
Bet on it.
Later, she stuck a note in my hand: "I know how you feel about me, ever since that plane ride, but you've never come on to me. You've always been so sweet and gentle. Please give me some time--it might even be a year or two--for us to both grow up, and for me to figure things out for my life. I promise I won't break your heart. Whatever else happens, I want you with me. love, Kim."
Dear God, if I only had known what was going to happen.
I should have asked her, "But what about Ron?" but that would have been 'way tacky.
I should have gone to Ron: "Dude, I'm falling for Kim!" but, also, 'way tacky.

Description
IN HER ARMS
Lionheartcartoon
[link]
is out of the K.P. portrayal biz, but Wrybread remembers, & he's going to see to it that people don't forget.
These are the pic's that inspired me to be a fanfic writer, but they also cause a certain amount of discord, because they represent an addition of an unauthorized character into the story canon.
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DISNEY. ARTWORK BELONG TO SIROIS.
Following is the initial text that the pic's inspired:

It was on the undercover London mission.
I had changed out of my tux, and Kim had changed out of her ball gown.
We were in our mission suits.
Maybe some of the magic lingered from waltzing together.
Or maybe it was the full moon, and the waves coming in
It was completely on impulse, completely unplanned, completely stupid
I took her in my arms, and gazed into those gorgeous green eyes
And she didn't fight it!
She reached up and put her hands on my shoulders.
"Just--be careful," was all I said.
What was my deal? We had been through dozens of missions and I had never gotten all protective before!
She stood on tip-toes, hugged my neck--hard--and kissed me!
Was it a minute? Was it an hour? Who cared?
She whispered into my ear, "You don't know how special you are to me, the rescue, our talks together, everything; you're my knight in shining armor; you've always been there; promise me, please, you'll always be there."
My heart soared like a rocket.
"I promise," I whispered back; "I will."
I hugged her extra hard and lifted her right up off her feet.
"Ungh," she groaned, "My ribs, please."
It was just the right thing to say to not get too serious.
I let her down, and she squeezed my hand and winked; "We'll talk later."
Bet on it.
Later, she stuck a note in my hand: "I know how you feel about me, ever since that plane ride, but you've never come on to me. You've always been so sweet and gentle. Please give me some time--it might even be a year or two--for us to both grow up, and for me to figure things out for my life. I promise I won't break your heart. Whatever else happens, I want you with me. love, Kim."
Dear God, if I only had known what was going to happen.
I should have asked her, "But what about Ron?" but that would have been 'way tacky.
I should have gone to Ron: "Dude, I'm falling for Kim!" but, also, 'way tacky.