The next day…
Kim woke up bright and early. As a ritual that she's begun for the past couple of weeks, she checked the window. Sure enough, there sat a white jasmine flower. She briefly wondered why her secret admirer hasn't stepped forward yet but she supposed that the person was just shy or something.
Still, she was curious, what did the jasmine flowers symbolize? Of all the flowers her admirer could have left her, why pick a jasmine? They had to mean something, right? She was pretty sure they didn't usually grow here in Boston but perhaps one could access them from the local flower shop.
With that thought, she realized that maybe she could find out the identity of her secret admirer… Or at least try to before she went to class that afternoon.
"Hey Wade," the once teen-hero greeted her genius friend, "I need a favor."
"Sure, Kim!" the now-teenage genius replied, "I've been getting bored lately –yunno, because we don't get as many calls on you website anymore."
"Tell me about it!" Kim stated, "Actually, this sitch is pretty simple, can you find me all the flower shops that sell jasmine flowers? Please and thank you!"
"Jasmine flowers?" Wade asked, "What for?"
"I dunno, just curious I guess."
Wade looked at her skeptically but typed away at his machines. "Alright," he replied, "There are a few shops near your block that sell them."
"Ok… um, can you check their sales records to see if anybody's been buying jasmine everyday – every morning to be exact?"
Kim watched as Wade typed a few more things on his computers.
"It doesn't really say anything about jasmines, Kim," he said apologetically, "But one flower shop seems to need to restock them more often than the other ones."
"That could be a clue! Can you give me the address, Wade?"
As Wade gave her the necessary information, Kim thanked him. "Thanks, Wade! You rock!"
The genius beamed.
Kim looked at the address and realized that it was a flower shop she passed by on her daily walk to her university in Cambridge. More curious and excited than ever, she nearly ran the rest of the way.
She stopped in front of the flower shop. "'Dr. D's Not Evil Flower Shop,'" she read with a quirked eyebrow, "Oook. Guess I should see what Dr. Drakken's done with his business while I'm at it."
As she entered, the bell on the door ringed. Oddly, however, there was nobody there.
"Hello? Is anybody here?" she called out.
Looking around, she noticed the door to the back room. "Employees Only," the sign read.
I'll just check, just in case something's going on, she told herself.
Pushing open the door, she saw the back of a woman, though it was obvious even from that angle that the woman was locked lips with the unseen person in front of her.
She gasped in surprised. "I-I'm sorry," Kim began to apologize until she saw the woman's face.
"MONIQUE!" Kim shouted in shock, "What are you doing here?"
"Kim!" Monique gasped. Kim saw the face of the person she was previously kissing.
"BONNIE!? WHAT THE-!?" The look on Kim's face would have been funny if Monique wasn't busy panicking and Bonnie wasn't busy glaring.
"Kim, let me explain…" Monique began, "This is so not the drama!"
Kim began to hyperventilate. Bonnie stepped up and shook her, "Possible! Snap out of it!"
Kim looked at her and tried to regulate her breathing. "This is so the drama! Please, somebody just explain."
Monique looked at Bonnie while the brunette nodded in response. The chocolate colored woman pulled Kim aside. "Kim, I've been dating Bonnie."
"But-when-how-and most importantly, WHY?" the redhead asked, desperate for answers.
"Girlfriend, you know how I have all the bad luck with boyfriends? Well, Bonnie did too. We didn't really keep in contact, 'cause we both know that I wasn't that close to her when we were in high school but we met up at a business convention a few months ago. We talked a little. And one thing led to another and we saw each other more and more. " Monique didn't meet her eyes.
"Oh, Mon, why didn't you tell me? Heck, I didn't even know you were here in Boston! You could have at least called!" Kim stated, a little hurt.
"I told Ron and he majorly freaked. It took him two hours to process that I was dating a girl, and then it took him another two hours to process that I am dating Bonnie. Not a negative freak out, but you know how he is… a little slow. He told me not to tell you… and I was worried about what you'd say," Monique confessed, "I'm here for a Club Banana meeting with a designer and Bonnie's here to check on the store. We decided to go together. I couldn't call you 'cause that would mean having to explain the sitch."
Kim just looked at her. "Monique! How could you!" Her statement made Monique worry, "What gave you the idea that you can't talk to me about this sitch! You know you can talk to me about anything! Ok, granted that I'm still a little perturbed that it's Bonnie –but if you're happy, then I'm happy."
"Well, Kim… with Ron and all… I-I'm sorry." Monique apologized lamely as Kim hugged her.
"Alright, are you two done yet? I'd like my girlfriend back, Possible." Bonnie interrupted. "Come, here, honey," she gestured sweetly to Monique. She kissed her softly on the lips before holding her protectively.
"Just so you know, Possible: blessings or not, she'll still be my girlfriend." Bonnie said, pulling her closer.
"Bon-bon, please be nice to Kim," Monique requested, though she was secretly giddy that her girlfriend was showering her the attention.
Kim nodded blankly to Bonnie's statement.
"So, Kim, what are you here for, really?" Bonnie asked.
Waking from her stupor, Kim looked at her. "I was looking for somebody to ask about a customer but I couldn't find any employees when I came in."
"I sent the employees on a week's vacation but I could probably answer your question."
"You work here?" Kim asked.
"In this store? No, not exactly. I do work for Dr. Drakken, though. My job requirements include visiting the company's different outlets all over the country to check if everybody's doing what they're supposed to. He hired me 'cause he said I reminded him of his old sidekick(7). What's her name? 'Ergo'?" Bonnie said sardonically.
"It's 'Shego.'" Kim corrected her absently. Kim had to somewhat agree with Drakken's twisted comparison since Bonnie and Shego seem to both be snarky and demeaning towards others; although, in the red head's opinion, she'd rather face Shego than Bonnie any day.
"Anyway, what was your question?" she ignored Kim's correction.
"Has anybody been buying jasmine flowers everyday for the past couple of weeks?" The redhead eagerly asked.
"Yes, actually… gets it every morning, right?" Bonnie asked.
Kim nodded in confirmation. "Can I know who it is?"
"No." was the instant reply.
"Why not?"
"The customer asked for confidentiality."
"Please?" Kim began to use her ever-famous puppy-dog pout.
Bonnie turned away just in time. Monique, however, did not.
"Boo, why don't we –"
"No, Moni!" Bonnie interrupted her, "If we tell her then we're toast." Literally, she silently added.
"Oh! Come on, Bonnie! Please… Whatever it was I did in high school, I'm sorry! Just tell me who it is!" Kim idly wondered why she was being so desperate.
"No, Kim. I am not getting in trouble for this. Now, if you don't need anything else, I want some alone time with Monique." Bonnie said shooing her away.
"Sorry, Kim!" Monique said, "Maybe we can invite you to dinner sometime instead before we leave for another state?"
Kim sighed, "That would be spankin', Mon. I guess I should go… leave you two alone. Bye."
After Kim left, Bonnie turned to Monique who was still in her arms. "Those flowers were for her? Why am I not surprised?" Bonnie stated dryly.
"I'm not, really either." Monique said. "I knew I could spot TL miles away(8)."
"Sure you do, which was exactly why you ran from me the first time." Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"I had something in my eye then." Monique laughed. She stopped suddenly. "So do you think Kim's…"
"Kim's what?"
"You know... "
"Yeah, maybe. But, Possible is such a straightedge so it might take a while."
"Oh, I don't know about that, boo." Monique smiled suggestively. “'Anythings Possible for a Possible,' after all.”
"Just shut up and kiss me again."