A/N: I do not own Kim Possible, or any characters in the series. The OC's are all mine=)
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Alicia Strange
Chapter 2: "Vacation, All I Ever Wanted"
"Yeah Mom, I'm almost there. Love you too, bye!" said Kim as she ended the call, and paid the taxi driver. She closed the door and turned around to view the cruise ship. With 100,000 tons and 1,239 passengers, Sappho's Love was an impressive ship on its own, not to mention the addition of several restaurants, clubs, and spas, Kim felt that there wasn't enough time to do everything aboard the ship. She smiled, mentally thanking her parents for allowing her to go to California for the cruise. The Possibles were used to Kim traveling around the world for missions yet, a two week-long unsupervised trip had her father anxiously worried. She promised him that she would use this time to really relax, and stay away from any young males who "only wanted one thing." For Kim however, this wasn't just a trip. She hoped time away from her parents would prepare them for her inevitable departure from home.
Kim neared the loading area, handing the ship employee her ticket and I.D. With a brief glance and a stamp to her paperwork, she was ushered aboard Sappho's Love with the rest of the passengers, who were all young and beautiful, most of which had the cool and laid-back California persona, an attitude Kim thought refreshing to her more do-it-now Colorado one.
In the process of withdrawing her purple ray bans from her purse, she nearly ran into a tall Latina woman with short brown hair. After both apologizing simultaneously for the almost-accident, the woman removed her own sunglasses to reveal her chestnut eyes. "Hey, I'm Jazmine," she offered Kim a hand which Kim took naturally.
"Hi, I'm Kim. Sorry about that, again. I guess I was too excited about this cruise that I wasn't paying attention," she remarked with a subtle giggle. She eyed the woman's appearance, noting that she wore a bohemian dress with a red bikini beneath, and ears stretched with black gauges.
"Kim? Short for Kimberly? That's my little sister's name," Jazmine smiled and gave the redhead an once-over. Kim nodded and suddenly felt embarrassed. "You can call me Jaz. Is this your first time on a cruise?" she asked as she followed the sign to the check-in desk.
Kim grabbed her suitcase and followed Jaz. "Yeah, actually this is my first time in California. I'm from Colorado," she revealed as they waited in line with other passengers to get their room numbers.
Jaz looked surprised. "Which part?"
"Middleton. Ironically though, it's actually towards the western part of the state," Kim laughed, noting how stupid the name was.
"I used to live in Upperton when I was in elementary school, and then my family moved to So Cal, and I've lived in San Pedro ever since," Jaz revealed, pausing to hand her ticket to the check-in personnel.
"No way! This is so the drama!" Kim exclaimed to Jaz, only to be returned with a look of confusion. "Oh, sorry. It's just a saying that's popular in Colorado," blushing as she hands her information to the cruise employee.
"Excuse me Miss Possible, your ticket shows that you will be staying on Floor C in room 237," said the helpful employee, who handed the teen hero her room key. Kim thanked the woman and then followed Jaz toward the elevators.
"So, what made you want to go on this cruise, besides the part about it being obviously awesome?" Kim asked, filled with excitement.
"Well, I'm going to UCLA and I've been worn out with classes this last term. My godparents gave me some money for a trip as a reward for completing my last year of school. Of course, they don't know that I spent it on a singles-only cruise," she giggled more to herself.
Kim nodded and told Jaz that she won the trip from the Spectrum radio station. "Yeah, I'm glad that I won, but I do admit I feel a little guilty because I'm not exactly single. My boyfriend and I are on a break from our relationship," she revealed to the Latina as they entered the elevator.
"Boyfriend?" asked Jaz, as she quirked an eyebrow.
Kim knotted her own brows. "Yeah, I know it's horrible. I mean, I guess were not technically together so this is okay, right?" she asked the brunette who still looked confused.
"Yeah," spoke the woman absently as the elevator door opened. "Here's my floor," she told the redhead and began to walk out. Kim wanted to follow her and ask for her phone number so they could hang out later, but lost her train of thought when heard a giggle from behind her and turned to meet the blue eyes of a short blond girl. They girl had a caught-in-the-act look and said, "Sorry, but that was like, so cute and sad at the same time."
When confusion still held Kim's face, the girl smiled and gave an awkward wave. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come off as rude, it's just so cute how you like totally threw that girl off".
"Threw her off? How so?" Kim asked, genuinely puzzled at what she was implying.
"Never mind, I think I was wrong," muttered the girl as the elevator door opened and she walked out into the hallway, unaware that the redhead was following her.
"Wait! No, I don't know what you're talking about," the teen hero rushed when she caught up to the blue-eyed girl.
The blonde sighed, and acknowledged the teen with sudden apprehension. "Smilies and giggles the whole way down the elevator…That chick was totally into you and you told her you have a boyfriend. Talk about mixed signals," replied the blonde who was searching for her room.
"She was into me? Like, attracted to me?" Kim questioned, obviously denying the blonde's accusation.
"Yes, baby, she wanted your pussy," the blonde chuckled as she opened her room door.
Kim waited outside and turned her attention to the floral painting on the wall, wondering if she had one like that in her own room. "But I don't have a cat," she remarked more to herself than to the blonde.
To this, the girl couldn't help but burst out laughing. "You're funny, girlie. What's your name?" she asked, returning to the doorframe, where Kim was standing.
"Kim Possible," said the redhead, who offered her hand to the blonde.
"Nice to meet you Kim, I'm Jessica Moyers, but everyone calls me Jessi," the shorter woman said as she shook the younger girl's hand. "Listen, I'd really like to talk with you more, baby, but I seriously have to get settled in. Here, put your number in my phone and I'll text you later," said Jessi as she handed Kim her phone. After pressing the numbers, Kim returned Jessi's phone and told the blonde to call her later for dinner, then went to search for her own room.
When Kim found her room, she threw her bags down and plopped on the bed, testing its softness. Satisfied, she reluctantly got up and surveyed her new surroundings, which she found all to be perfectly pleasant, except the extra bed in her room. Why were there two beds in her room? Surely the cruise line made an error by placing her into a double. Maybe she has a roommate? Seeking an explanation, Kim went back to the check-in desk to find out more information.
"Can I talk to someone in charge?" asked Kim when the check-in employees couldn't give her more information. An older woman appeared from an office door wearing a nice dress shirt and khaki slacks. "Hello, I'm Jean Tremour, the Passenger Director of Sappho's Love. Is there a problem here?" asked the woman who surprised Kim.
The redhead had never seen so many women in charge that it was unexpected she'd be talking to a female supervisor. She immediately brushed off the thought and raised her question. "Hi, I'm Kim Possible. There's another bed in my room and I was wondering if I got placed into the wrong room".
"I see, come with me Miss Possible, and I'll check on my computer system," the older woman gestured to her office door and Kim followed her, taking a seat next to the director, who typed Kim's name into the system.
"Yes, Miss Possible, it appears that the radio station that paid for your room chose to pay for a double, possibly because it is cheaper. You could have upgraded to a single for another $300, but I believe we are at maximum capacity" the dark-haired passenger director informed her, eying the redhead absently.
Kim shook her head, "I see, well, is there a way I could find out who my roommate is?" she asked, curious to who would share her room.
Jean Tremour frowned and closed her computer window. "I'm sorry Miss Possible, but our passenger's personal information is strictly confidential".
"Well, can you at least tell me if my roommate is female?" Kim asked, hoping that she would not have to share her room with a man. Her father would not like that.
To this, the director merely laughed, "I can assure you, she is," and looked at the teenage woman with even more curiously.
Not sure why everyone thought she was suddenly so funny, Kim thanked the supervisor and headed to her room, finding the extra bed still empty. Anxious to get to the bottom of the sitch, she turned on her Kimmunicator and called her most trusted tech guy.
"Hey Wade, I'm in my room of the Sappho's Love cruise ship and I want to know the name of my roommate. The boarding director said it was confidential information and refused to tell me," Kim told Wade, still annoyed that she wasn't allowed the name of the person she was going to room with for the next two weeks.
"So you want me to hack into the cruise line's passenger database?" the computer genius stated.
"Please and thank you," she smiled, at her friend, feeling lucky to have Wade as an ally for Team Possible.
The computer geek typed away at his keyboard and smiled, "The Sappho's Love is run by the Carnival Cruise line, whose database is on an extremely poor firewall server; with a few clicks here I can—done! Your roommate is a woman named Sheena Gomez. Do you want me to do a background check?" he asked Kim, having access to the FBI's database on his screen.
"No thanks, I just wanted to verify something. Thanks again Wade!" she said as she signed off and looked around the room, deciding that it was the perfect time to explore Sappho's Love.
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"Here's your room key, Miss Go—" the ship's employee began before being cut off by the tall dark-haired woman dressed in a black tank top and jean shorts. "The name's Shego, and thanks," muttered the irritated green woman who had been waiting in line for an hour. After a horrific morning, all she wanted the king-sized bed awaiting her in the suite. She stepped away from the desk and rushed toward the elevators, cutting off several women in the process and slipping into the closing doors in the nick of time.
Tapping her toes impatiently, she turned around to survey the women in the elevator, most of which were eying her with a certain type of gaze. Just as she expected, mostly croppy-haired butches and bois; yet, she spied a cute femme with auburn hair mindlessly popping her gum as her fingers typed with grace on her cell phone. Shego cleared her throat loudly and then winked at the girl, startling the femme and making her giggle. Shego hoped to have her doing more than giggling that night.
When the elevator doors opened, she grabbed her suitcases and stalked down the hallway with an eagle's eye in search of her room. When opening her door, instead of being overwhelmed with joy, Shego felt swollen with rage. Where the king-sized bed that she paid for should have been, two full beds lay in its place, one of which was accompanied by a pile of clothes. She let out a low growl, running down the hallway and flying up the stairs, back to the check-in station.
"Excuse me, I need to talk to who's ever in charge of boarding," She managed as calm as she could while the employee went to fetch her supervisor. A tall white woman with short brown hair stepped outside her office, adjusting her glasses. An image of Jane Lynch popped into Shego's head.
"Hello, I am Jean Tremour, boarding director. Is there anything I could help you with, Miss—" the woman said before Shego interrupted.
"Shego, and yes, I ordered my own suite with a king bed and I want to know why I have two full beds instead," Shego growled subtly, her temper getting to her again.
The boarding director ushered the pale woman into her office, where she turned on her computer system. "Alright Miss Shego, let's take a look at your information," Jean paused as she took Shego's ticket and scanned it. "Okay, it says that you placed in your order for a suite two days ago, and since there were no available suites, so you were given a double," the woman replied, sensing the green-tinted female's anger increase with every word.
Shego raised her voice slightly, attempting to intimidate the woman without getting herself thrown off the ship, "I talked to one of your representatives on the phone who told me that I had the room and the bed," said Shego, still angry that she wasn't getting her king-sized bed.
The woman bit her lip and turned to face the angered woman. "I apologize Miss Shego, but it looks like he was ill-informed. I can however, ensure that you will not be charged for the suite or bed," she abruptly paused, gauging the pale woman's temper, "also, I can give you two V.I.P. wristbands to for all the clubs here, as well as complimentary restaurant gift cards, free of charge," she quickly added, and was relieved to find the conditions satisfactory to the passenger.
"I suppose I really don't have a choice, and I do love clubbing," Shego admitted, realizing it was either take the room or waste the two-week vacation sunbathing at Kiddie Water World in Middleton. She visibly cringed at the thought of children splashing her for hours with urine-contaminated water. Ew.
"Excellent, I'll have the wristbands sent to your room later this evening. Glad you're aboard, Miss Shego," said Jean, giving the villainess a knowing smile.
"It's 'Shego'—just 'Shego'," replied the green woman from over her shoulder as she turned on her heel out the door.
Upon returning to the suite, the villainess looked about both beds, deciding that she wanted the bed closest to the bathroom and farthest from the window. She grabbed the pile of clothes on the bed and threw them onto the floor. Not caring about clothing, she kicked the stranger's suitcase to the wall which caused some clothing to fly out of the baggage. After setting up her own area nicely, the green woman made her way towards the shower, hoping that many sexy singles were awaiting her at the clubs.
Next time: Kim explores the ship and meets some new friends and old enemies. Shego discovers she has a roommate who is unaware of the type of cruise Sappho's Love is...
