Go Team Go 1: Origins
(A/N: I decided to post the first installment of one of the two spinoff series' I'm thinking of doing in addition to my current one. It's sort of an early release. Enjoy. The timeline is a little confusing, but I had to do a lot of exploring and What-If analyses to get it to jive with the estimated ages of Team Go compared to the estimated ages of all other characters. I don't come up with alternate names for Team Go, the Wegos sticking with more of a Thing 1 and Thing 2 feel, but it won't be too confusing.)
The Comet Commeth
The oldest of them had been 20 at the time, the youngest ones only 5. The other two, respectively, had been 18 and 16. None of them had expected that on that day their lives would be changed forever. How could they have known that somewhere, high up in space, lingered a glowing rainbow colored comet, ominously approaching the earth.
The youngest ones, two little boys who were identical twins, played in the back yard mud puddles, laughing and getting filthy. The recent rains had left them ample muddy playfields. Filled with spirit and energy, little could dampen the moods of the two children, so innocent, so carefree. They were beautiful boys, cute as buttons some had said. They would grow into handsome young men one day, but for now they enjoyed the safety and security they felt here in this yard, their siblings not far away. Nothing would ever happen to them. They were gentle and kind and sweet as could be, with hearts bigger than their small and fragile bodies.
The only girl of the family, a 16 year old surly and snide teenager if ever there was one, sat in her room working on her homework in annoyance. Her phone was ringing almost constantly, but she ignored. She had no girlfriends and she wasn't popular, not that she couldn't be if she actually felt like it, but who could be bothered with something as stupid as, ugh, popularity? She was just fine thank you. The calls were probably from a plethora of different boys she could have had her choice of; if she actually cared enough to bother. Which she didn't. If anything it amused her how desperate the males in her school were.
The second oldest, a young man of 18, stood in front of a mirror fresh out of the shower, admiring himself. One would liken his behavior to that of Narcissus, the Greek mythological youth who had fallen so deeply in love with himself as he gazed into a pond that he never left his reflection, dying of thirst and being transformed into the flower known as, ironically enough, narcissus, aka daffodils. Another irony? Daffodils just happened to be what grew outside of this boy's windows in one of the flowerbeds around the home. Now this youth was by no means unpleasant to look at, oh no. In fact he was what many might call incredibly handsome, but he certainly wasn't the most beautiful creature on the face of the planet. Of course to tell him that would be to welcome a world of hurt. He could hold a vendetta, if nothing else.
The oldest of them, packing his bags for college, was a rugged and attractive young man. He was the very definition of golden boy. He was good looking, he was well liked, and he had a heart of pure gold. He was a gentleman and he was brave, with an outlook on life reminiscent of superheroes in comic books. No one got away with being a bully on his watch. He was well built, tough, and strong, and when someone was being beat up on or belittled, you'd better believe he stepped in. Of course, that attitude had also landed him in a hospital once or twice, when the bullies he decided to stand up to were armed with switchblades. He wasn't a superhero after all, like that would ever happen as much as he wanted it to, but all in all he was a saint, and he loved his siblings dearly, willing to protect them with his lives.
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"Wego, I want a turn!" Wego One insisted to his twin, reaching for a bucket.
"You can use this instead, Wego, I'm not done," Wego Two replied, handing him a truck.
"But I want the bucket," Wego One stated firmly.
"I'm using it!" Wego Two retorted.
The girl, with window open, rolled her eyes in aggravation as she listened to the pending argument. She swore, if not for her, her brothers would have killed each other years ago. "Oh give me a break," she grumbled. Rising, she stuck her head out the window and yelled, "Hey dweebs, shut up!"
"Hi Shego!" they called obliviously up to her, forgetting their battle and waving cheerfully.
"Ugh, how can anyone be so sickeningly happy all the time?!" she complained aloud to herself, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "Keep quiet, brats! Some of us have things to do!" Shego slammed the window angrily.
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"Touchy, touchy," a snide voice said to her from her door.
She turned viciously. "Hey, no one asked your opinion, pretty boy!" she shot to her brother.
"Maybe they should," he replied.
"Why would they want to? Like you could come up with anything good, Mego," she sneered.
"Oh and you've just accomplished so much," Mego bit back. She screamed angrily at him and threw a book at the door. He cried out in alarm and slammed it. The book crashed against it.
"You're such a baby, Shego!" he yelled.
"Oh look who's talking!" she retorted. Gods, she hated him. She was annoyed by all her brothers, sure, but she hated that brother. Of them all, he was the one most similar to her in personality. With his dry humor, his biting wit, his sarcasm, his disdainfulness towards his siblings and authority, his bored could-care-less attitude, and his all-around unpleasantness, they'd been mistaken for being twins.
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"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on," the oldest asked, coming up to the door.
"She threw a book at me!" Mego replied, pointing at the door.
"What did you do?" the oldest asked.
"Nothing!" Mego defended.
"Yeah right," the oldest said, rolling his eyes. Mego was always doing something.
"He was getting in my space!" Shego yelled through the door.
"Come on, Hego, who are you going to believe? Her or me?" Mego asked.
"Mego, you don't want the honest answer," Hego replied. Shego did absolutely nothing to hide her true nature. She wore it like a loud outfit and paraded it around like a billboard. Mego, on the other hand, was conniving and deceitful, hiding it behind a mask of blamelessness. As if that fooled anyone. Well, at least not his siblings. They all knew better. The number of girls he'd ended up dating, though, had certainly been taken in by the persona; and to be honest, it had convinced quite a number of others as well, such as employers, teachers, parents, etc.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mego sneered.
"Take a guess," Hego answered.
"Hey, break it up!" Shego yelled.
"Hey guys, come outside and see!" the Wego twins suddenly called loudly. Shego gave an exasperated sound and stormed towards the door, pulling it open and marching passed her two older brothers. Mego made a face at her back. Hego nudged him hard making him gasp. He glared daggers at his brother and followed, pouting.
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"What do you want?" Shego demanded, coming out the door in annoyance.
"Look what we made!" Wego One exclaimed, pointing at a group of mud figures.
"Blobs of mud?" Hego incredulously asked.
"No, you big dope, they're people, duh," Mego said, gesturing at the five figurines.
"Oh, so they are," Hego said, eyes brightening in realization. Needless to say, he wasn't the brightest bulb, but he got by.
"Honestly, why do I bother?" Mego asked Shego. Shego smirked. She hated to admit it, but a lot of the snarky comments she'd picked up had come from Mego, who usually said them to Hego.
"Back off, bro," Hego warned.
"What are you going to do about it?" Mego sneered.
"Enough already!" Shego shot, breaking up the argument and turning the focus back to the twins. She knelt next to her brothers and looked at the figures asking, "Who are they supposed to be?"
"They're us!" Wego Two answered. "See, that's Hego, that's Mego, that's Shego, and the two littlest are us."
"Uh huh, uh huh, next question. Why?" Shego asked.
"Because Hego's going away, and he's going to leave us behind," Wego One sadly said, looking up at his eldest brother with big and miserable eyes. Tears were shining in both the twins' gazes as they looked at their brother. Shego and Mego started and exchanging surprised looks. They'd never thought about it in that way before.
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Hego felt a painful stab at his heart and cringed. It was times like this that he deeply regretted the age gap between him and his youngest brothers. Fifteen years, in fact. He'd hardly had time to even really know his baby siblings. It hurt, and badly. He always used to bring them up to the tree house that he, Mego, and Shego had built when they were very young. He'd wanted that connection with the twin. All three of the eldest had. They were slightly resentful their parents had waited so long. The tree house was a special place that the siblings could all go into to be together.
He soon smiled and said, "Thanks little bros. Hey, who's up for an interlude in the tree house. Just for old time's sake? We have a few more hours before our parents get back and I go with them."
"Whatever," Shego replied, shrugging.
"Not like we have better things to do or anything," Mego sarcastically stated. Nonetheless he followed.
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The time flew by as the siblings fooled around in the tree house. It seemed like only minutes before the car horn honked, signalling their parents' return. Which meant that Hego would be leaving soon. The twins were suddenly sad again, tears in their eyes as they sniffed, bottom lips quivering. "Hego!" they both sobbed, leaping into their oldest brother's arms while crying. "We don't want you to go!"
Hego sniffed and hugged them back, trying to will back his own tears. He'd promised himself he wouldn't cry. "Hey, I'll be back to visit… whenever I can."
"B-but after you go then Mego will go too, and then Shego!" Wego One wailed.
"And we'll be all alone here with mommy and daddy!" Wego Two agreed.
"Hey, hey, I'll always come back," Hego promised. "And don't you two forget it."
"Yeah, besides, it's not like Mego and I are going anywhere soon," Shego stated, rolling her eyes.
"You won't leave, Shego?" Wego One asked vulnerably.
Shego started and felt her eyes soften, though she really wished they wouldn't. Ugh, the twins were her weakness. "No," she answered as if it were obvious. They smiled tearfully at her and crawled over into her arms, hugging her. She cringed then hugged them back.
"Will you leave, Mego?" Wego Two questioned.
Mego blinked then twitched. After a moment he rolled his eyes, answering, "Fine, no, I'm not going, are you happy?"
"Yeah!" the twins exclaimed, leaping into his arms. Mego gasped, looked at them in shock, then finally, for the first time, cracked a smile, hugging them both tightly.
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"Hego!" they heard their mother call sweetly.
"Son, get over here!" their father shouted. He was never a very patient man.
Hego cringed and rose, saying, "So… I guess I'll… I don't know… see you around?" he awkwardly asked Shego and Mego.
"Uh, yeah, see you," Mego said, glancing down and to the side, eyes looking troubled.
Shego shifted uncomfortably, growled, then said, "Yeah, whatever. Good riddance. At least one of you is gone."
"I'll miss you too, little sibs," Hego said, smirking. Suddenly he pulled both Shego and Mego into a tight hug. The two stiffened but soon hugged tightly back. Whether they showed it or not, they did love him. Hego put them down, waved to his brothers and sister, and climbed out of the tree house.
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He frowned as he reached the ground. Suddenly things had seemed to get darker. He wondered why. Pretty soon he shrugged it off, though. He walked towards his parents, both of who were waiting for him. He smiled at them. All at once he spotted something in the sky. He paused and looked up at it. He squinted. What was that?
"Hego?" his father called inquisitively.
"Do you two see that?" Hego asked, pointing up. His parents turned and gasped. There above them was what looked to be a comet!
"What on Earth…" their mother asked. They stood staring at it in wonder. Shego, Mego, and the Wego twins walked to the window of the tree house to watch it now too.
Hego's eyes suddenly began to widen. That comet was getting awfully close. And was it just him or did it… He gasped, paling. It was heading right for their house! "Mom, dad, it's heading right at the house!" he cried. Shego, Mego, and the Twins screamed in horror. The house? It was heading for them! Hego gasped and spun, suddenly realizing that as well. "Shego, Mego, Wegos!" he screamed, racing back towards the tree house. He had to get them out of there!
"Hego!" they all screamed, hitting the floor as the comet approached. Hego hardly heard his parents screaming for him to come back. He was hardly aware of their mother and father racing across the grass to try and reach their children. Hego practically leapt up the ladder. He spotted his siblings cuddling close together and closing their eyes.
"Guys!" he exclaimed, running towards them.
They looked sharply up and Shego went white, screaming, "Hego, look out!"
Hego turned and gasped. He had hardly begun to scream when the comet struck the tree house in a deafening explosion. Pain tore through him, he heard his siblings shrieking in agony as well, and all at once everything went black!