Dont have time to uh...have some proper thoughts n whatever up here, I'll be bollocked if Im caught going to bed now, its 5.30am...Scratch that, just got bollocked...hahahahaha.
I was drunk when I started writing this, (and practically still was when it was finished, haha) n I felt sick, hence why theyre drunk...
There will be more than this.
I'll update my other Kigo fanfic soon, got chapter 2 done, just a case of typing it up. Wasnt done sooner due to exams n Christmas.
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She felt like her insides were being ripped out through her mouth. Ok, maybe she was over-dramatic, but right now, she felt like utter shite.
She hurled once more, sitting up as she finished to wipe her mouth on her sleeve. She rested her back against the cold, chipped plaster wall. This hadn't been planned, but this is what had happened. She hadn't even wanted to go out that night, but with the day she'd had she felt as if she deserved it.
Her thoughts were stopped suddenly as she heard the main toilet door swing open, a momentary blast of head-throbbing music finding its way to her ears before becoming muffled by the door again. The stranger stumbled her way into the cubical next to hers, and clumsily flopped onto the floor, where she, like Kim, chucked up the contents of her stomach.
Kim's eyes blurred as she focused on the foot intruding into her cubical, but widened in shock as they realised the certain skin tone. She blinked and roughly rubbed her eyes before looking back towards the foot clad in a black stiletto, who's straps wound round the ankle of the wearer. Another wreching sound echoed through the damp, dingy club toilet, and the occupier of the next stall sat up, with her back to the thin board wall, her feet now sticking through, pointing towards Kim. Yup, that's definitely who's foot she thought it was.
"Shego?" she slurred out.
"Princess?" was the slurred reply.
The redhead grimaced as she thought who was practically sat next to her. She coughed lightly, and stood up, yet having to support herself against the wall as she wobbled.
She heard Shego do the same, and braced herself before slowly pushing open the door. She walked out, well, by walked more stumbled, and pushed open the door next to hers.
There stood her arch foe, in a sleek black dress that fitted in places Kim shouldn't think about, with an equally striking pair of black stilettos she had previously been acquainted with. Her hair flopped out of the tight bun it had been put in hours before, and her purse slung from her elbow, ready to slide off her arm the moment she moved. She stifled a laugh, if only to prevent herself from vomiting again, and instead spoke out to the other woman.
"Christ, Shego, puke down your chin is so a good look for you."
"Can it Pumpkin, I know you were doing the same…" Shego closed her eyes and swayed, holding tightly onto the door to support herself.
"Y'know Kimmie…" she spoke, keeping her eyes closed and moving from side to side, "I didn't have you pegged as a clubber…or a drinker…" She opened her eyes and glared at the redhead. "Why are you here?"
Kim clambered towards Shego and gripped onto the older woman's shoulders, using her as a stand to help keep her upright.
"Shego…today was so bad all I want to do is forget it…" she almost whispered as she slid down onto the floor, cross legged, still holding onto Shego's skirt.
"Awww…Princess." The villainess pouted, mockingly. She joined the teen on the floor and smirked towards her with an amount of taunting in it. "Drinking won't solve your problems, and anyway…our meeting earlier wasn't that bad was it?" Shego laughed when she remembered the humiliating sight Kim and the buffoon had been when trying to foil Drakken's latest, craptastic plan. Lets just say it hadn't gone exactly how it had been planned.
"It couldn't have been worse even if Ron had tried." She gulped in an attempt to subdue the feeling within her stomach and moved slightly closer to Shego. "Victory drink is this, then?" she questioned.
"Try you're only day off in about a month…" The feeling grew in Shego's stomach too, yet she also tried to ignore it. "Though I bet Drakken would never guess…you 'n' me…pissed out of our heads on the toilet floor together…" The green woman laughed lightly as she pictured Drakken's face, was he to ever find out.
"Talking like we're friends…" Kim concluded, also joining in in Shego's laughter. Both their heads pounded like someone was ramming a crowbar between their eyes every second. They stopped and sat in silence for a few moments, before Shego shifted her weight, rubbing her forehead as she did, and spoke.
"So what's with you and that idiot anyway?" Shego questioned.
"Ron? Absolutely nothing…He may be my best friend but he's a complete numbnuts-"
"Hahahaha…"
"What?"
"You said numbnuts…" she giggled, a bit too girlishly for Kim's liking.
"I'd never be more than friends with him…" Kim concluded, ignoring the other woman's slight out burst. "Why? What about you, hmm?" Kim suddenly felt herself fall towards the floor, but hoisted herself up too quickly for Shego to notice. "You actually interested in anyone?"
"Princess, with the job I have I can't be interested in anyone longer than a night…if you catch my meaning…" she added when Kim's face wore a look of confusion.
"Oh…right…I…yeah…" The teen was lost for words and averted her gaze towards the sinks. She noticed, even from floor level, that only one of the 4 available sinks had two taps still attached, then abruptly thought why she was even taking notice of the sinks when she heard a voice close to her ear.
"You want to be tonight's interest, Kimmie?"
Wondering if she heard right, Kim turned her head towards the source of the noise, and found her lips inches away from her enemy's. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the look in the pair of eyes opposite. The look of wanting.
She closed her eyes, not realising what she was doing; ready to feel the warmth from Shego embrace her mouth. Lips brushed together momentarily, before being interrupted by the beat of the music growing louder.
The drunken blonde blinked, her misty blue eyes deceiving her, she thought. She closed the door hastily to the sight her mind had tricked her into seeing. Not only was it two girls about to kiss, but one of them was green, and, the other, appeared to be none other than the Kim Possible. Yeah, right, as if that was happening.
The door closed almost as soon as it had opened, but now they were both back in the damp toilets, staring at each other. Kim's skin burned to a blush, and Shego glanced a suggestive smile.
The villainess clambered up the side of the cubical and stood, more solidly, glaring down at the redhead.
"Maybe some other time, ey Princess?"
