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Kim Possible: Conquering Heroes
By LJ58
1
"You're kidding," Kim exclaimed as she stared at Dr. Betty Director, head of Global Justice when she first received the news. "Please, tell me you're kidding," she almost begged the other woman.
The look in the redhead's eyes told the older woman just what she thought of the news she had just been given. The co-mingled shock, and horror were the least of what Kim was actually feeling, though. There was simply too much to process.
Too much that seemed…..beyond possible, even for a Possible.
Yet the one-eyed senior agent that led Global Justice never so much as smiled. She certainly didn't even indicate she only teasing. Then again, she never had. The only time Kim had ever seen her lose any kind of control was that single occasion when she had helped the woman track down her former sidekick, and face down Dr. Director's fraternal twin Sheldon.
The self-proclaimed Gemini who had once led the now defunct WEE.
"Please, tell me you're kidding," Kim groaned again when Dr. Director merely sat behind her desk, staring at the uneasy redhead who was already finishing her Master's after only three years of college. Just shy of twenty-one, she was only now, apparently, coming of age for what Earth, and, of all places, Lorwardia had secretly intended for the past year.
What she, and the rest of the world had not known was that in the wake of their near pyrrhic victory over the Lorwardians, apparently they had more visitations from the giant alien warriros. Secret visitations. This time, from diplomats come to honor the victors of the battle.
By their own warrior code, in defeating Warmonga, twice, along with Warhok, Kim was viewed as Earth's champion, and de facto leader of their world. Thus, Kim was being given all of Warmonga's former holdings, titles, and wealth. Which apparently included Earth since the woman had claimed the planet by some vague alien law before going out to conquer them in earnest. Kim just had to travel to Lorwardia to claim her honors, and the planet was officially hers, along with the other honors awaiting her.
Dr. Director had managed to stall the aliens by claiming Kimberly had to reach the 'age of ascension' by their standards before she could be allowed to stand for Earth in the face of the greater galaxy, which meant she had to be twenty-one. That gave Dr. Director the chance to work out a little more strategy in dealing with the now surprisingly cordial visitors that Dr. Director had kept from the rest of the world to prevent hysteria, or worse.
Fortunately, the diplomats on both sides all agreed with her gambit, but the primary demand, that Kimberly herself go to Lorwardia to be honored, and lionized by the fallen princess' family was nonnegotiable. She had to appear before the throne, or it was an insult to both Warmonga's family, and the whole of Lorwardia. It seemed that Warmonga's family was genuine royalty. As in ruling class. Which said all Dr. Director, a consummate diplomat herself, needed to know.
What equally stunned Kim as much as anything else, however, was the news that Drew Lipski was expected to accompany her after Dr. Director had allowed the Lorwardians to learn that Ron Stoppable was no longer Kimberly's 'battle-mate.' Apparently, they understood not all species had the same customs, and accepted that Kim was not yet bound to any one mate of her own.
They did, however, interpret her relationships in their own way. They still saw Ron, Shego, and even Drew, as part of Kimberly's own 'royal' entourage. After all, they had all stood by her in battle. Which meant the Lorwardians also officially recognized Drew as one of Kim's own companions.
Not for any true honors of his own. The Lorwardians just felt the senior companion of the 'Earth princess' had to accompany her as escort, since no princess could travel without a companion of her own. Their earlier capture, escape, planning, and battle on Warmonga's ship had all been caught on Lorwardian data-recorders, and transmitted back to their homeworld even as it had happened. The Lorwardian interpretation of those images was that while others fought, and overcame their warriors, Kim was obviously their leader, and the local champion that commanded them.
A champion that had to travel with at least one of her companions. The senior companion was apparently usual in these matters.
The Lorwardians decided on that basis that Drew, who was with her on the starship from the start, had to be the one chosen to accompany her on her visit.
Kim felt that one straw too many for her proverbial camel's back.
"But….Drew?" she exclaimed in stark astonishment.
"I pressed that singular issue as far as I dared, Kimberly. I'm paraphrasing here, of course, but….. They find you remarkably tolerant in allowing a madman to be your….ahem, companion."
"What aren't you saying?"
Dr. Director couldn't help but smile just a little now.
"The Lorwardian native tongue is surprisingly simple, Kimberly. I'm sure Wade will update you in the week we have to prep you for transport to the ship coming for you. The thing is, they have a singular word for companion, but it has multiple, yet simultaneous meanings."
"Which are," Kim asked even more uneasily now.
"Essentially, companion to them means anything from sidekick, to…..lover. All at once," Dr. Director informed her.
Kim's jaw did drop now.
"No…..way," she grimaced. "They think we….? That me, and…. No way," she squeaked as she grimaced anew.
"For now, you're going to have to at least pretend. Hold hands. Play nice. Whatever it takes," Dr. Director told her. "We have to get you there, and back, or we still risk open war with their whole planet. Not one vengeful warrior. The entire planet. I doubt even you and Stoppable could manage to pull that one off."
"No," she cringed, and looked more than uneasy as she remembered how easily she had been outclassed. If Drew had not helped, and Ron had not abruptly stepped up as he had back then, even she didn't like thinking of what could have happened. "So, you said….a week?"
"The diplomats have already informed us that a starship is already on its way for you. It'll be here by Sunday," she was told.
"Man," she groaned.
"Needless to say, no one, and I stress no one, can know about this. We're still trying to keep all this covert until the official treaty can be confirmed. We'll arrange a cover for your absence, but you have to play the role of Earth's princess, and prime dignitary, for all our sakes. And you have play nice with Drew, too. It is our planet's only hope."
Kim frowned all the more.
"And how do we know if this isn't just some new ploy to get me into their grasp again, and….do something? I mean, they couldn't beat us head-on, so what if…..?"
"I already raised that issue at the very start of negotiations. Two of their own royal family are going to be on that ship, and will be remaining behind in your other companions' care as hostages to their own good will."
"Other….companions?"
"Shego, and, of course, Stoppable."
Kim groaned now.
"I can just see how Yori and Shego will both take that one," Kim grimaced.
Yori, both women knew, was now courting Ron who had been more than focused on his duties with Yamanouchi of late after finishing his cooking school, and finding a job in Tokyo to keep him close to the ninja clan in case of emergencies. His monkey power still proved to be sporadic, but his skills were growing under her careful tutoring. Yori was also openly living with Kim's BFF, and former boyfriend, and word was, they were very close to taking things to the next level.
She had little doubt Yori was ready. Ron, however, was…. Well, still Ron.
"Wait, you said all this was classified? How are you going to keep two Lorwardians on Earth a secret if they are staying here while…..?"
Dr. Director held up a hand to silence as Kim gestured helplessly.
"That, technically, is going to be your job, too. I want you to go bring in Lipski, and Shego, and help us convince that woman to let us use her private island as a safe house for both our guests until your return."
"Which will take….how long?"
"Based on what we were told, it will take you approximately three months to get there. That means another three months back. The only thing I don't know is how long the….honoring rituals will actually take," the head of Global Justice admitted. "Some things were….not our affair. Or so we were told."
"So….say a week, or so," Kim grimaced. "Or around that. Rounding it out, I'm looking at a minimum of at least seven months? I don't know. Shego doesn't seem likely to….."
"It's that, or we are back to open war, Kimberly. When I said they were hostages, I mean more like they were guests who are testing the waters here. I have little doubt that how we treat them will not only determine how they treat you, but the rest of the planet as well."
"Man," she groaned again. "This is so not how I expected my twenty-first birthday to go," she moaned.
"It can always be worse," the head of GJ reminded her.
For a moment she remembered all the times Ron had said that, and how it had quickly gone downhill afterward.
"Please don't say that," Kim sighed.
"You're not superstitious, are you, Kimberly," the one-eyed brunette smirked now.
"Cautious," Kim declared.
She would eventually learn she had cause to be.
KP
Ironically, Ron and Yori had no issues with a protracted stay on Shego's island. Even with their 'guests' due to join them. Shego had listened, saying nothing as they were fully briefed, and then the green-skinned woman abruptly burst into laughter.
"Just tell me you'll cooperate, and….try to be nice," Kim had pressed the woman.
Shego had kept laughing.
"What is so damn funny," Kim had finally exploded.
Shego had choked back her laughter, and had finally pointed at her frowning companion who hung around her these days because the formerly self-styled Dr. Drakken literally had no place else to go.
Sure, his mother welcomed him back even after learning he had been a not-so-evil genius, but he learned after just three days that he didn't want to go back.
Ever.
Which left Shego.
Who charged him rent, ordered him around, and slapped him unmercilessly every time he even suggested a plan, scheme, or ploy that would disturb her newfound peace and quiet on her secluded island home where she let the rest of the world pass them by.
"You? And Drew," Shego had choked out, and burst into laughter all over again.
"I don't get it," Drew had frowned as he stood there still in his trademark lab coat, though he now wore dark slacks and a white shirt under it.
Shego had insisted he learn to dress more casually.
In the end, Shego had agreed to try to keep her cool with their impending guests. That promise almost died stillborn when two nine foot females stepped off the ship that finally brought them to her island a few days later. Both women were almost dead ringers for Warmonga, though they were obviously slightly younger, and carried none of the former's markings, or abbreviated armor.
Nor were they armed, as both seemed to be bearing long skirts with matching halters of some kind rather than the armor they had seen on the other warriors.
Not that the giants needed to be armed. They all knew how tough Warmonga had been even without her weapons.
"Whoa," Shego had just muttered as both females stepped off the huge shuttle, bowed knowingly to Kimberly first, then turned to bow to Ron and Shego, declaring themselves, "Here to serve you, honored consorts of Princess Kimberly."
Shego had eyed the redhead over that one bowed, green head, rolled her eyes, and commented, "A whole world filled with these…..geniuses? Sucks to be you," she had told Kim.
Kim had only sighed, and summoning all her courage, marched onto the shuttle that would take her and Drew to the waiting starship in orbit.
Drew was close behind her, begging assurances of her with every step they weren't about to die.
KP
Kim Possible stared around the huge quarters assigned her once the warriors docked with the starship, and informed her they would be underway in no time before leaving her, and Drew in the same room.
Because, apparently, he was expected to stay with her.
In the same quarters.
They both stared around the large chamber, noted a singular back, and both blushed as they realized for all the size of the room, there was only one, huge bed in the center of the room.
Kim smiled ruefully as she walked over to the long, very large couch-like furniture, and dropped her bag on it as she continued to look around.
Drew cleared his voice, still clinging to one of his two tote bags he had packed, with Shego's help, and looked back at Kim.
"They don't actually expect us to…..? Ahem, that is…..?"
"Share a bed," Kim asked pointedly as she found a space that was apparently a bath of some kind. One with a huge, sunken pool she supposed was a tub of some kind. She closed that door, and went to the other door, that was apparently a closet, although it was almost as big as her entire apartment back home.
She looked back to Drew, grimaced, and then eyed the living space that would be their quarters for the next three months.
Anything they desired, the warrior piloting the shuttle had told them on the way up, was theirs for the asking.
Once in the quarters, they discovered the room was spacious, if spartanly decorated, but there was, indeed, just the one very large bed.
"Obviously," Kim finally sighed, getting a little fed up with Drew's antics as he had yet to calm down since that first briefing. Then again, when was he ever calm? "Besides, at least we aren't in the brig this time, and it's a big bed," she told him, eyeing the large, flat surface. "I'm sure we can manage to share it easily enough for the time we're…..aboard."
Drew only blushed again. Actually blushed. Which looked odd on his cerulean visage.
Kim put him from her mind, and started unpacking her own bag.
Drew, predictably had two huge bags. Most of the second held tools, and devices which likely only he understood.
"I think this is the closet. That's the bath. We might as well settle in, and get used to the place," she told him, putting her clothes away, and hoping she could charge her laptop so she could at least keep up with her studies while away.
"How you can be sure it's a bath…. Oh," the man said, staring into the door she had checked earlier.
"Drew, let's just try to make this work. All right? We have three months, so let's try to learn all we can, and figure out how to make this work to our advantage. Agreed?"
The blue-skinned man eyed her, then the bed, and sighed.
"I suppose we should," he finally replied. "I don't see them understanding the need for us to sleep apart if I'm….. Well, supposed to be..."
The man actually blushed again.
"Trust me, the idea takes getting used to," Kim admitted. "But like dad always says…."
"Please, spare me James Possible's witless euphemisms," he complained. "I heard enough from that dolt while I was in college," he groaned.
Kim had to almost laugh at that one.
"Dad has a lot of them, doesn't he," she couldn't help but grin at him.
"Don't even get me started," Drew grumbled as he went to unpack his own bags now. "Sure you don't want me to use that couch?"
"I'm pretty sure we're likely going to be under observation," she told him. "It might send the wrong message."
Drew grimaced again.
"I swear, I never should have made that video," he complained, and all but flung his empty bags into the floor of the closet once he unpacked.
Kim, who knew how the entire 'Great Blue' fiasco had started by then, didn't argue.
Hopefully, she thought as Drew continued to grumble and complain, Ron was getting along better with Shego, and their…..guests.
To Be Continued…..