A/N: First story. Go easy on me. This was a plot bunny :/
Kigo! :D
I'll admit, someone else wrote a fic like this, but I don't remember who...but this is my version, I guess.
Stole some other ideas from other fics, too. Mainly the skin-patch. If you know where it's from, awesome!
Disclaimer: Don't own jack shit.
(New disclaimer: Alex Barker started this story, but he lost interest in it, and asked if someone wanted to adopt it. The first ten chapters of the story shall remain unmolested. After that...all bets are off. :D)
Shego stared at Drakken. She blinked. "You want me to do what?"
Drakken brought a fist up to his face and cleared his throat. He was slightly nervous; it wasn't everyday you proposed for your sidekick with wicked, hot plasma to change genders.
This would've been so much easier if Shego wasn't girly. "Like I said, Shego, I want you to make Kim Possible fall in love with you…consider it a…retrial of that Eric synthodrone. But, to do that…well," he coughed, "you need to be a guy…" he trailed off, preparing for hell. But it never came. Shego just continued looking at him with a thousand yard stare. She moved a little bit, and Drakken flinched, closing his eyes. When he opened them, he saw Shego hunched over, laughing her ass off.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA, oh my God!" Shego slapped her knee hillbilly style as she continued to laugh. Drakken growled. He didn't like his plans being laughed at. "WELL EXCUSE ME Shego, but I think it's a brilliant pl—" Shego held up her hand while trying to regain control of herself. "Ahhh, it sounds interesting enough. Haven't had anything to do in awhile." Drakken gave her a look. "Fine. I haven't had anything interesting to do in awhile." He gave her another look. Shego sighed, "Ugh, whatever. So are we doing this or not?" Shego had been getting bored recently. She had actually come into the control room to beat a three week vacation out of Drakken before he had thrown this at her.
Drakken squealed and exclaimed that he'd be right back. So Shego sat on the random lazy boy that was randomly located in the room. She pulled out her nail file that was in her trusty ankle pouch, crossed her legs, and began filing her claws, assuming the Shego look. So Drakken wants Ms. Perfect to fall for lil' ol' me? Well, I believe I can make that happen. Oh! But she's with Stoppable…that's okay. I like a little competition. She chuckled to herself. This is going to be fun.
Shego turned her attention away from filing and looked up at Drakken, who was walking into the room with a box cradled into his chest. "Okay, everything we need is in here." He staggered over to the table and plopped the box down. Shego got up from the comfortable lazy boy and walked silently over to Drakken. She peered over his shoulder and saw him fiddling with a ray gun. This is going to take a while, Shego thought as she started filing her nails again.
"Aha!" Drakken screamed. He turned his head, looking for his assistant. When he saw her, he turned his body to face her and pulled the trigger on the ray gun. Shego wasn't prepared for the blast and stumbled backward. She fell on her butt and yelped. "Ah!"
"Well did it work?" Drakken asked.
"I don't know, you tell me." A deep, sultry voice said. Drakken gaped in shock as a young, pale, lean man stood up, dressed in Shego's cat suit. Well, Shego was a pretty girl…I guess it's only common sense she'd be a handsome man.
Shego peeled the top half of the catsuit off, and felt her own torso. "Oooo, I've got a six pack!" Her hands went lower and lower until she reached the place where her pelvis dipped. Shego was about to grab her manhood when she remembered she wasn't alone. She looked up at Drakken, who was staring in awe. He didn't seem to realize she was about to play with herself. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."
Kim Possible was not a happy camper. No pun intended. It was about a week before Kim's senior year started, and her family wanted to visit the great outdoors before school. Yeah, great my butt. Kim would never swear, even in her own mind. Of course, her best friend/boyfriend wanted to come along, and the Possibles', of course, agreed. They had finished setting up camp about an hour ago, so they were getting ready to go down to the river, which was located about 2 miles from them.
Kim unzipped her tent and stepped out. She took a really deep breath in and let it out slowly. It was hotter than balls inside the tent, and she felt suffocated. Not that outside felt any better, but there was a slight breeze. Ron stepped out of his own tent, located right next to Kim's. "Oh hey KP, you wan—" he stopped mid-sentence at the bathing suit Kim was wearing. He eyed the blood red bikini and the parts it didn't cover up. Kim blushed as she realized what he was staring at. Right at that moment, Jim and Tim decided to make their entrance.
"Take a picture," Tim said.
"it'll last longer." Jim finished.
"Sheeeeeeeegoooooooo! I don't know why you won't just use some of my clothes!" Drakken complained. They we're at the mall, buying some new clothes for Shego. She would only dress in what was currently trendy, which now covered her body. A striped black and white t-shirt, black pants, and to finish off the look, a necklace with a charm that had a weird shape to it, all purchased from Forever 21. For shoes, well, Shego had happened to come across a pair of hiking boots that she fell in love with.
Drakken had created a skin patch that made Shego's pale complexion a light olive tone. She also got a haircut, so she had stylish bed-head. The only thing still Shego on Shego was her piercing emerald green eyes that made girls' knees go rubbery if Shego looked directly in her eyes. And she had always thought it was piercing blue eyes that made them go gaga…Guess I was wrong, Shego thought.
Drakken was bored out of his mind. Couldn't she just have come by herself?
They went to the food court to eat. Shego chose a nifty little Chinese restaurant, while Drakken went to the soups and salads. They made their way to a table in a far corner.
"School starts in a week, Dr. D. Just so you know…"
"Yes, yes, I filled out all the paperwork," he huffed, "but I just need a name for you. Shego, I just realized I don't know your name."
"It's Shego."
"Your real name,"
"Look, we can use my nickname: Shay. It's unisex. But don't hope you're ever gonna know my real name." Shego growled out the last part.
Drakken gulped and sunk in his seat just a little. "W-what about your last name?" Shego popped an orange chicken in her mouth and chewed slowly, thinking.
"We can't use Go…Shay Go sounds too much like Shego…."
When they got back to the lair, they had already decided on a name. Tyler Shayden Lowe. Or 'Shay' for short.
Beep Beep Be-Beep
"Hey Wade, what's the sitch?" Kim whispered; she was scared to break the silence. It was one in the morning, and she'd been up since the humidity had been driving her insane.
"Hey Kim, you got a hit on the website. It's Adrena Lynn. She's remaking her show…but with unsuspecting people and lots of flammable material. She's about forty miles from your location."
"Oh, God, doesn't she ever learn?"
"Your ride will be there in about ten minutes."
"Thanks Wade."
"No problem, Kim."
The Kimmunicator's screen turned off and she changed into her mission clothes. Alright, now to wake up Ron…
She creeped out of her tent and over to Ron's. Opening his tent's zipper slightly, she half whispered, half yelled out Ron's name.
"Ron...Ron…Ron…Ron…Ron…RON!"
"AHhhnyagh…..wha?" He eyes flew open and he jolted upright.
"C'mon Ron, we got a mission to go to."
"Alright Kim, just gimme a sec here,"
She waited patiently outside for him. A helicopter flew by, and dropped something—two things—in the near distance before continuing on.
Weird…
When Ron finally came out of his tent, she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the place where she'd seen the two objects fall. The closer she got, the clearer she could see what was there. Her eyes finally laid eyes upon two sporty looking motorcycles and she almost screamed in delight. So Wade did hear me when I told him it would be cool if our transportation got upgraded.
Ron groaned when he saw the two bikes. "Uhh, KP…I can't…I don't know how to ride a 'cycle…"
Kim giggled like a little school girl before answering, "Then hang on tight," She threw a wink at him before sauntering her way to one of the black bikes.