RSAHNP - Susan Long

Another strangely silent and completely uneventful night in Middleton - the silent and cozy middle town of the Tri-City area.

Only on occasion would you either hear the strange distant barking of a dog catching the scent of a racoon, or the hooting of an owl in the trees looking for the next mouse to catch.

Even traffic noises were down considerably as the city was sleeping in these small hours of the morning.

In the suburbs the silence was only masked, again, by the animals of the night… that is until… a roaring and buzzing blazing ring of strong cosmic energy opened a hole in time and space, creating something similar to a vortex.

And where… where did this phenomena which defies all known laws of space and time manifest itself?

Well… in the backyard of the Stoppable house of course.

It lasted less than a single second… but enough time to dispose of one single entity that had seemingly traveled across paralleled dimensions… because… that is obviously what had just happened…

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The entity had the shape of a human… well… it wasn’t the shape of a human… it was an actual human.

A human female actually. Her name was Susan… Susan Long… and she was… perhaps not surprising… knocked out cold…

Given she had just traveled across who knows how many dimensions to reach this particular one, she was entitled to that… but also… the portal or vortex that brought her here had been horizontal, meaning she had traveled by falling… she had hit the soft grass underneath after perhaps many meters fall in the other end… that or she just stumbled and fell into it, in which case she would only have fallen one and a half meters. Because that was the height over the ground that the portal had been when it appeared.

But the vortex was gone, and Susan was on her stomach… again… knocked out cold.

Even though it was summer, there was a certain chill in the night, and Susan was in no shape or form to help herself… Plus she was naked… Whatever had happened in the vortex had either torn her clothes off… or perhaps she fell through naked… I am not certain we will ever know… But!… What she needed right now… was a true and modest hero. A noble and brave knight in shining armor. A selfless servant of the weak and the helpless.

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It wouldn’t be preposterous to say it was just dumb luck that was on Susans side this evening… but there are instances where such statements are the purest gobbledygook.

What kind of luck would let Susan Long appear in the garden behind the house of Ron Stoppable… the sidekick of teen heroine Kim Possible?

Ron had been awakened by the loud appearance of the vortex and had seen a light from his backyard. He had rushed outside… perhaps fearing a crashed meteor or satellite in his years but instead… he found a buttnaked woman…

Without as much as a second thought Ron had rushed to gently turn her around and pick her up and carefully carry her into the guest room. He had heard her moan while carrying her so he decided to stay up all night, if need be to watch her and see if she needed medical attention.

You might be wondering why Ron’s parents aren’t involved in what could be described as a rather serious event on their premises… but… Mr and Mrs Stoppable were out with their work… Yeah they worked a lot, and it usually required them to be out and about for long periods at the time.

Ron had often wondered what exactly their work was but, his mom was surprisingly avoidant whenever he asked.

Anyhoo, Ron decided not to do much else except watch over Susan and perhaps wake her up to talk to her… man did he hope she would speak English… because his Spanish was in the dumps… Much to Mrs Garcia’s anger…

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Susan was stirring from her sleep. She had a headache and she was very confused.

She was resting in something that felt like a nice soft bed… but she could smell that it wasn’t her own bedroom… nor was it her own bed… because, well… she was married and was used to only sleeping on one side of the bed.

She opened her eyes and she saw a room she didn’t recognize. The sun was beaming in from a window on her right side, and she felt her head sting a little because of the light.

She was sore in her body… like she had taken a bad fall…

She looked to her left and saw a man or… a young man's head rest on the mattress and duvet next to her.

She didn’t recognize him at all… he was evidently sleeping while sitting on a stool. Susan sank… she felt her mouth and throat was dry…

Susan made a chuckle in her throat and the young man seemed to stir and woke up… Susan couldn’t really blame him. That position couldn’t be nice to sleep in.

Susan: Excuse me… but… who are you?

Ron yawned and dried his eyes with his knuckles. He looked at Susan with a smile.

Ron: Oh you’re awake… awesome… uhm… my name is Ron… Ron Stoppable…

Susan felt like it was perhaps the weirdest situation she had ever been in, and given she was in fact one of the few people in the world who knew about a magical kingdom hiding in plain sight, it said a lot.

Ron: Would you like some water?

Susan smiled at him: Yes thank you…

Ron returned with a bottle of ice cold water. Susan opened it and she drank almost half the bottle in one go.

She felt how the cold liquid of life was soothingly opening up her throat and already her headache seemed to go away.

Ron had a ton of questions on his mind, but he seemed more interested in learning what had happened than anything else.

Ron: So, do you have a name?

Susan smiled at him: My name is Susan…

Susan blinked and she could see in Ron’s eyes that he was a good guy. She instantly trusted him.

Susan: Susan Long.

Ron smiled… a really nice smile, Susan thought.

Ron: So… Susan… How did you end up in my backyard?

Susan blinked and then all the past came back to her in a flash…

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Ron had contacted Wade Load. His friend and his and Kim’s partner to help solve dire situations. They were talking on his Kimmunicator.

Wade: Let me get this straight, Ron… A woman appeared in your backyard last night, she says her name is Susan Long and she lives in New York City?

Ron: Yes Wade, that is exactly what I just told you.

Wade: And you want me to arrange a transport back to New York?

Ron: Yes Wade.

Wade: Ron… is she an adult woman?

Ron: Yes?

Wade: Then why doesn’t she book a flight herself?

Ron had to take a deep breath. For such a smart boy, Wade sure could be really dumb.

Ron: Wade… if that was a possibility don’t you think we would have exploited that before contacting you? She has no ID or information let alone means to purchase a flight. She needs your help.

Wade: Okay, okay man, sheesh… Let me see… Ah, I have a company that has just developed a new supersonic airplane and they are taking it for a test flight across the states to see how it functions. I guess they won't mind a few passengers.

Ron: Uhhh… that’s uhhh… cool? Uhm… test flight… is it dangerous?

Wade: Of course not Ron. The airplane is perfectly well functioning. It’s just the pilots who need extra training in flying them since they are new on the market.

Ron: Okay… just send me the place to be and we will figure out how to get there.

Wade logged out and Ron turned to see Susan Long come down the stairs. She was wearing some of his mothers clothes. They fitted surprisingly well.

Susan: Well? Do I look okay?

Ron: You sure do. I have managed to get us a flight to New York. As long as you don’t mind it being with a new prototype airplane?

Susan smiled: As long as I get home I am happy. I want to thank you for helping me, Ron. I truly don’t know I would have done without you.

Ron smiled back at her: Ah, don’t mention it Mrs. Long, I am glad to help.

Susan smiled and took Ron’s hands in her own: Susan, call me Susan.

Ron blushed a little: Okay, Susan…

Ron couldn’t help but notice how incredibly pretty she was. Ron had always been a sucker for women who had Asian looking features and Susan Long sure had that… she was unbelievably pretty. Those round black eyes were the most gorgeous pearls he had ever seen.

Ron: Well uhm, we best go to that place… well that uh, where were we going again?

Susan: New York?

Ron: Right, right… uhm… you don’t mind riding my scooter there I hope… Not to New York but to the airstrip…

Susan giggled: No.

Ron: Okay fine… uh… then lets go.

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A short scooter ride later, Ron and Susan arrived at the small airstrip where they saw a great looking and really aerodynamic plane waiting for them.

They were greeted by the crew and a small hour later they were airborne.

The thing about supersonic airplanes is that they can fly twice as fast as commercial jets.

The thing about this airplane is that it was a notch faster than even that, and Ron and Susan were in New York by no time.

They arranged for transport to the address Susan had said was her home, and they sat in the cap in great excitement.

Susan: I can’t believe all the trouble that you have gone through for my sake Ron.

Ron: Hey don’t worry about it. As I said, me and my friend Kim, we help people. It’s our thing. You are people, you need help, that makes you our thing… Well… not our thing as our property, but your case is the kinda case that we would do anything to solve, and that is…

Susan stopped Ron’s speaking by giving him a quick and soft kiss on his mouth.

Ron looked at her mildly surprised.

Susan just smiled at him: You are a true hero, Ron. My hero. Thank you.

Ron smiled and they sat in silence for a while. Finally they drove up to the rove of houses that was the address street given by Susan. It was somewhere in the village.

Ron and Susan got out of the cap and Susan proceeded to walk up the stairs while Ron paid the driver.

He then joined her by the foot of the stairs and walked up. He wanted to see this through.

Susan tried to lift a pot next to the door and when she did she seemed to be surprised.

Susan: Odd… the extra key is not there…

Ron had looked at the mailbox by the door: Uhhh, Susan… unless you lied about your last name this is the home of the Langs…

Susan looked at him with utter shock and then at the mailbox. It clearly said… Mr and Mrs Lang…

Susan: What??

Susan then proceeded to ring the door and soon after a little blonde girl with pigtails opened the door.

Ron didn’t know this but in Susans mind she was completely thrown away… the girl was like a picture clone and then altered in photoshop by her own daughter.

She was smiling at Susan: Hi there. Can I help you?

Susan seemed to be in too big of a shock to say anything so Ron stepped up and asked.

Ron: Hi there sweetie, uh, could we perhaps talk to your parents, if they are home?

The girl turned her head and yelled: Mommyyyy! There is someone here who wants to talk with you?

Soon after a woman stood in the door and behind her, her husband. Susan was in shock again. Woman presented herself as Nancy Lang. She was blonde like the daughter and looked European and her husband had dark hair and like Susan seemed to have Asian heritage.

While they presented themselves a boy came up the street on his skateboard. He was blonde too and he arrived at the door with a handshake to Ron and Susan. He presented himself as John Lang.

John: But just call me Johnny… sorry, but I’ve got to do help at my grandpas shop.

Susan and Ron had presented themselves and they had a hard time processing what had happened.

Eventually they had to say their goodbyes to the Langs, who in Ron’s mind crossed him as a genuinely nice and wholesome family.

Susan Long however had begun walking down the street… with a lost look in her eyes. Ron ran after her and into the nearest park where she sat down on a bench with a lost look in her eyes.

Ron walked over and sat next to her.

Ron: Okay… so… wanna tell me what just happened?

Susan: Ron… I don’t… I don’t think you would even believe me if I told you…

Ron made a face and then he leaned back on the bench.

Ron: You know… I have seen some really weird stuff when I have worked with Kim… Including a man turning into a slimy swamp monster… a bunny mixed with a rhino… A gigantic poodle… I’ve had my brain switched with my best friend… A wrestling promoter who transformed into a Jackal demigod with a magical talisman… more than my fair share of robots… I am technically a magical master of the mystical monkey power… not to mention the time when I talked with a dog side cockroach…

Susan looked at Ron like he was telling the most absurd tale imaginable.

Ron: So… I think I might be a bit more open minded than you think… Lay it on me.

Susan took a deep breath, and once again trusted Ron completely.

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Susan told Ron her entire life story as briefly as she could and she also mentioned everything about a magical hidden world that she knew existed.

She told Ron about her family and about how she got here… and she also mentioned how she thinks she arrived here.

Susan: With magic… a magical portal I believe… but it’s hard to confirm without someone on the inside to help us.

Ron: Oddly enough… I think I know just the right person to talk to… but… we have to go back to Middleton…

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A short supersonic flight later, Ron and Susan were once again riding his scooter. This time, with the course towards the old Middleton fairgrounds.

Ron knew who to contact about the old and the mystical.

Susan: Ron, I still don’t know how I can ever thank you for all this you are doing for me…!

Ron: It’s perfectly fine Susan. We need to get you home where you belong. Your family must be worried sick!

Susan was already holding onto Ron, but she decided to give him a tight squeeze to show him how much she appreciated him.

A little later… it was already dark, the pair stood next to the entrance of the fairgrounds. The usual crowd was here to spend their well earned money. The scent of carnival food and candy filled the air.

Susan: Are you sure that this person is legit, Ron?

Ron: I am. Madam Tulipan is the real deal. Not a faker like the rest of this crowd. She hides here in order to blend in.

Ron approached the cart of Madame Tulipan and opened the door for him and Susan.

The room was decorated with the same heavy drapes and scented oil candles. In the middle there was a table and a crystal ball.

Ron and Susan sat down and soon after, from the room behind, came none other than Madame Tulipan herself… dressed in her fine gipsy style ornaments and with her long black wavy hair. She was a beauty unlike most others, and Ron found her both scarily attractive and attractively scary.

She smiled when she saw Ron.

Tulipan: As I foresaw Ronald Stoppable, we meet again, and as I told you then… you would need my help with a woman who was out of this world.

Her heavy Eastern European accent only made her even more mysterious… although Ron couldn’t tell if it was real or not.

Susan: Hello… My name is…

Tulipan: Susan Long… Wife of Jonathan Long. Mother to Haley and Jake Long. You are the mother of the American Dragon… or… so you remember to be.

Susan was impressed. How in the world she would know all this was absolutely… well it lent credence to Ron’s claim that she was the real deal.

Susan: Madame… Can you help me get back…

Tulipan looked at Ron with her heavy eyelids and Ron seemed to make a signal to her that he would be in her debt if she would.

Tulipan: There is a problem in helping you Susan Long…

Susan: If it’s money then… then I have some on the other end, I just need to get back there and I promise I will…

Tulipan held up her hand: If I needed money I would have gone into television… The issue is not whether I can or not… it is… the case of you Susan… See… where you come from… You are already there.

Susan looked completely confused… as did Ron. Perhaps the lady was bonkers…

Tulipan moved her hands over the crystal ball and Ron and Susan felt how something more than wind swarmed over her hands… something… that felt like pure energy…

The ball showed a scene… a scene depicting Susan Long… falling down the stairs and a dog… a rather ugly wrinkly dog casting some form of spell with a potion to slow down Susans fall and then… a vortex comes forth and Susan falls directly through it and lands hard on the floor… butt naked… the vortex had removed her clothes, but she was still there… They all saw how she covered herself up and screamed and the dog who scratched his head… seemingly confused why his magic didn’t work.

Susan: What is that?

Tulipan: We are looking at the recent past in an alternate dimension to ours. It is similar in many ways… but vastly different in others. For example… magic is far more rampant in your dimension, while here it takes a far more subtle and acute form…

Tulipan waved her hands over the crystal ball again and the vision disappeared.

Tulipan: The dog created a vortex that sent an exact clone of Susan Long in every way to another dimension. It had no effect in his world… other than removing your clothes… So you might see why sending you back would be complicated… even if I had the power right now to do it… which I don’t btw…

Ron had lifted a finger and opened his mouth to question her about that… but Tulipan… once again knew before he did…

Susan: So I… I am not… THE… Susan Long?

Tulipan shook her head: In this dimension you are… but in technically… you exist… because of a mistake… Dogs and magic are rarely a good mix…

Susan couldn’t believe it… she simply couldn’t believe it.

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Ron took Susan home to his house.

It had been quite a day… I mean… how often do you realize that your entire existence is due to a dog's poor magical capabilities?

Ron was not a shark at math but he was sure the numbers weren’t… that high…?

Susan sat down on the couch and she was still in a form of shock.

Susan: I am… just… a magical clone…

Ron had brought her some water again… he really felt for the poor woman.

Susan: I can’t believe it… all my memories… of my husband… my father… my sister… my…

Tears were forming in Susan's eyes: My children…

She held a hand over her mouth as it seemed to overwhelm her that… those children… weren’t even her children. Not really…

Ron stood up from the chair and went over to sit next to her on the couch. He knew he did right by holding his arms around her when she bursted out into heavy tying and sobbing…

It took several long minutes for Susan to once again gain her composure, but Ron didn’t hasten it in any way. He knew she needed to vent this.

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Susan: Okay… so I am basically homeless… I have no papers proving who I am or that I even exist…

Ron: Do you remember any of your old information? I am sure Wade can help with it.

They managed to contact Wade, they told him what they could, and Wade said he would look into it and contact them in a few days.

Susan: Okay… but I am technically still homeless… that’s gonna be interesting.

Ron: You aren’t homeless… you just stay here until we get you on your feet.

Susan giggled: Ron, that is mighty sweet of you but… I can’t mooch off you like this. Besides, your parents aren’t gonna be too thrilled I imagine.

Ron: They are hardly even here, and if we take our precautions, they will never even notice that you were ever here to begin with. They aren’t coming back in at least 6 weeks, so until then… you can stay here.

Susan contemplated it… deciding she wasn’t gonna look a gifted horse in the mouth she took Ron’s offer, and said she would look into finding a job as soon as possible.

Ron said she didn’t need to, but Susan said she had to… The very idea - she said - about sitting around all day not doing anything and thinking about her situation was daunting to her. She had to work.

The very next morning Ron and Susan ran into one of the many tricky situations one might run into when one goes from living alone to suddenly having a roommate. Ron failed to mention to Susan that the lock to the bathroom was busted, but given the door was unlocked he could be excused on that part.

Ron had woken up and walked in on Susan standing naked with a towel turban on her head. She had a look of mild surprise, but seemed otherwise fine with him getting a good look over her body.

Ron later had to jerk off several times to stop thinking about that amazing hindquarter that flanked Susan Long.

But other than that their living situation was actually a piece of pie. Ron was out many times of the day, and Susan managed to find a good job only a week after she was… well… created by the vortex.

Wade had also been helpful. He had managed to provide her with personal information and identification. Including a birth certificate and a driver's license and a passport.

This had helped in her scoring a good job.

Now the assignment about finding a place to live was harder. Susan wasn’t keen on going back to New York. One, she wasn’t really that financially stable, and two, she felt it would trigger too many emotions and memories for her to deal with. So she decided to stay in Middleton.

But here the housing situation wasn’t that much better.

Susan was looking over the newspapers and on the internet for possible rentings or home sales.

Susan: Hmmm… I don’t remember it being this difficult.

Ron: Susan… you are more than welcome to stay here… as long as you need to. I truly don’t mind.

Susan smiled at Ron: You are very kind honey, but I need to at least look for an option. Who knows what your family will say…

Ron nodded. He knew it was futile to argue here, so he just let Susan do her.

Susan had her fair share of great memories while she lived under the same roof as Ron for an entire summer. Not to mention the wonderful body the young man possessed.

Susan walked in on him just as often as Ron did on her.

Susan was perhaps a clone, but she had the same desires as any other woman like herself. And Ron was not a bad looking young man.

She liked to think she repaid him in coin by allowing him to look at her every once in a while. She could tell he liked what he saw, and it genuinely filled her, not only with happiness but also with confidence.

Eventually, Ron and Susan would part, but Susan lived downtown Middleton and she often saw Ron in the town. And they always greeted one another, like old friends do.

But to Susan… the time she lived with Ron was far more significant to her than any could have ever imagined.

It was love. And Susan knew this. She knew she loved Ron, but… one thing was feeling it. Another was expressing it.

And that Susan didn’t do, until at least a year had passed, and Ron stood in the doorway looking ever so handsome to her as ever… Susan would like to think that her body language and her aura had screamed; SEX! But she wouldn’t be sure… until a few moments later…

And the rest as we say… Is history.

The end.