Disclaimer: Kim Possible, Shego, and all other characters from Kim Possible belong to the Disney Company and are being used solely for fictional storytelling fun, not profit. All other characters (e.g., Igo, Officena, etc.), along with this story, are exclusive products of my imagination and are not to be used or reproduced without express permission.
Pairings: Kim/Shego (Kigo)
Spoilers: Listed in the Prologue.
Author's Note (A/N): This is my first Kim Possible fanfic—please don't be too hard. Constructive comments, questions and suggestions are most welcome and appreciated.
The Return of Igo
Dr. Drakken, self-proclaimed "evil genius," scampered around in his lair, searching for something of apparently great value.
"Shego! I can't find the can opener! Shego?"
Filing the claws on her gloves, the green woman lazily reclining in a chair nearby—with legs perched atop the large table in front of her—glanced up and replied tepidly, "Your what?"
"My can opener! You know, that thing that opens cans? A can opener?"
"Yeah, okay, thanks for the 411 on kitchenware, Dr. D.," Shego said sarcastically with a roll of the eyes.
"Sheeego, I neeeed it!" Drakken whined, shoving a can into Shego's view. "I can't have my pork and beans without it!"
"Mmm, nutritious," Shego mocked with a grimace.
"Hey, don't knock it 'til you've tried it!" Drakken protested.
"Whatever," Shego retorted, rolling her eyes yet again. I swear, he could give my brothers a run for their money in the immaturity department, she thought with a sigh. "Gimme that," she said impatiently as she swiftly snatched the can from Drakken's hand. With ease, she bore her sharp claws into the top of the can, ripped the lid off, and thrust the can back at Drakken. "Bon appétit," she said flatly as her boss hungrily grabbed the open can, parked himself at the table, and took in the aroma of the pork and beans with delight.
As Drakken scarfed down his food, Shego went back to filing her claws, more as a distraction from her nauseous reaction to the scientist's atrocious eating habits. While the blue-skinned villain was completely oblivious to everything around him, it was Shego's nature to be aware of everything at all times, including the low droning sound of the television at the rear of the lair. Her head suddenly perked up as she heard the vague sound of the name "Igo" coming from the TV. The green warrior immediately stood up and headed toward the source, a news segment on Team Go's latest heroic exploit. Mary Ann Nozee, a field correspondent reporting live from Go City, appeared on the screen with further details on her brothers and the newest addition to the team:
"Susan, this is an incredible story. Team Go once again has foiled Mathter and another of his calculating evil plots…"
Shego groaned at the reporter's lame attempt at humor.
"…but while that is a fantastic feat in and of itself, the most extraordinary development is the addition of the team's newest member, Igo. I have Team Go here with me right now. Igo, could you tell me where you're from and what your actual superpowers are, if you have any at all?"
"Igo," Shego spat in disgust. Her eyes narrowed as the camera shifted to the reporter's left, where Igo stood with a wide, toothy smile on her face (Could she be any faker? Shego thought). The rest of the team situated themselves behind their instantly famous cousin.
"Sure, Mary Ann. I'm Team Go's cousin, and I have the power of telekinesis, or the ability to move objects using only my mind. I'm excited to have reconnected with my family after so many years living away from Go City. I arrived here from Upperton after I realized how much I wanted to use my skills to help my family continue to do the good deeds that have made their names synonymous with integrity and heroism."
Shego scoffed at the sugary tripe she was hearing. Gag me, she thought as Mary Ann turned to address the rest of the team.
"Great story! Mego, how have you and your brothers been able to adjust with a new member on the team?"
As Mego opened his mouth to answer, Hego interrupted the interview.
"Please pardon my interruption, Mego. Ms. Nozee, Igo is a highly valued member of this team, and my brothers and I are thrilled to have her and her talents on board in the fight for truth and justice."
Shego noticed Mego's rather conspicuous look of irritation at Hego's interjection. What else is new, she thought as Hego spoke on:
"You'll have to excuse us, Ms. Nozee, but as you can imagine, after such a daunting battle with our nemesis Mathter, our team is in need of rest. So I'm afraid we must bid you and the citizens of Go City adieu."
"Of course. But the people of Go City would like to thank you, Team Go, for all the work you have done in protecting us. And Igo, thank you for granting us this exclusive interview."
"Anytime, Mary Ann."
Igo answered with yet another broad smile and shook the reporter's hand. With that, she and the rest of the team dashed off. Mary Ann Nozee seemed positively awestruck by the presence of the heroes:
"These heroes are truly remarkable, Susan. Go City seems to be in even more capable hands with Igo on the Go Team, if that is even possible. All I can say is: bad guys, look out, Team Go is in full force and are ready to fight for good. Back to you, Susan."
Shego felt sick at the reporter's schmaltzy adoration of the new Team Go. "Ugh!" she yelled and threw a green plasma blast at the TV set, instantly obliterating it.
"Aagh, Shego!" Dr. Drakken cried, scurrying to inspect the television with his can of pork and beans still in hand. The machine was, as expected, beyond repair. "That's the third TV in two months you've destroyed! Those things aren't cheap, you know!" Drakken fiddled with the wires on the TV, only for the box to collapse into a heaping mess.
Shego turned and coolly walked away from the TV. "It's time for an upgrade," she responded.
"Who is this Igo person, anyway?" Drakken asked in annoyance as he shoveled another spoonful of pork and beans into his mouth.
"My cousin," the woman replied tersely. "The less said about her, the better."
"Oh, I get it," Drakken teased, "she always took the bigger piece when you went halfsies on a cookie, didn't she?" "Or wait," he laughed, "she probably stole your Cuddle Buddies when you were just a wittle gurl!" He wasn't laughing anymore when Shego suddenly shot a burst of plasma straight at his can of food, causing it to explode all over him.
"Care to add anything else?" the green woman snarled at her very nervous boss, his knees very visibly shaking.
"Uh, no, I'm good," he peeped. Out of fear that the smallest movement would set his sidekick off, Drakken remained motionless, his spoon still in hand and parallel with a mouth that now hanged wide open.
The Possible Home…
"So, what movie is it gonna be: Terminator 2, Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, or The Bourne Identity?" Ron Stoppable asked the redhead sitting next to him on the living room couch. Tonight was Movie Night, and while it was his turn to pick the movie, the young man was still undecided and flipped between a few DVD cases.
"Um, how about Fried Green Tomatoes?" Kim Possible sweetly asked her boyfriend.
"Hey, no 'chick flicks' tonight!" Ron replied anxiously. "We already saw Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood last week, and my parents are still wondering why I'm having 'mother issues.' And I still don't get what a 'Ya-Ya Sisterhood' is—KP, 'Ya-Ya''s not even a word! And furthermore…"
"Whoa, chill Ron," Kim held her hands up and laughed. "We'll watch an action movie. I think you could use a boost of the 'macho' factor."
Ron breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "Yes, exactly. Thanks." He smiled at Kim and laid a hand on top of hers.
"What are girlfriends for?" she said, laying her hand on top of his and squeezing it gently. The girl appraised the DVDs and made a decision: "I think I'll go with Star Wars."
"Because of the looove story, I take it?" Ron asked pointedly, with an arch of the eyebrow.
"Well, yes," Kim replied somewhat bashfully. "It's tragic, really. I mean, to see someone become a total monster just to save the woman he loves—it's all so sad," she added, staring blankly at the newscast airing on the TV set in front of them. The teenager snapped out of her brief trance just in time to catch the anchorwoman introducing a segment on her friends Team Go: "Let's go to Mary Ann Nozee for more on Team Go's exciting new addition…"
"Hey, look, Team Go's on the air!" Ron said excitedly. "Wait, new addition…?"
They watched as the news camera rested on Team Go and their newest member, Igo. "Who's that?" Ron asked curiously.
Kim shushed Ron as she listened intently to the news report. She stroked her chin thoughtfully as Mary Ann Nozee interviewed Igo and her cousins.
As the segment ended, Kim almost fell off the couch as Ron's voice shocked her out of her thoughtfulness. "Will you look at that!" he exclaimed. "Looks like Shego's been replaced."
"Looks like it," Kim said, with a hint of skepticism in her voice.
"Uh oh," Ron observed, "I know that voice. That's the 'this seems too good to be true, which means something bad's going to happen' voice."
"I know, I know, I should be happy for them, and I am," Kim started, "but I just can't help but feel that something's…off about this."
"Come on, KP, she's helping the team, and they're doing a lot of good—how bad can she be?" Ron replied.
"I guess you're right," she said, though she wasn't totally convinced.
"Besides," he added, "if Igo's anything like Shego was when she was on the team, she can only make the team better, which has got to be a blow to Shego's, um, ego."
Ron's last remark bothered Kim: if her arch-enemy indeed was bothered by Igo's arrival, then chances are that things would be going down, and not in a good way—for her, Shego, Igo, or the rest of Team Go. And if Kim herself was as bothered as Shego about this circumstance, then what does that say about Kim's judgment of character, not to mention Shego's?
Kim was startled out of her musings by an arm outstretched around her shoulders. "Sooo, what do I have to do to get a little lovin'?" Ron asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
The young heroine looked at her boyfriend and, amused, quickly pecked him on the cheek. "Just be yourself," she replied with a smile.
Ron blushed. "I can do that," he said.
The sound of the microwave in the kitchen beeping resonated through the living room. "Popcorn's done. Be back in a minute," Kim smiled warmly as she promptly stood up and headed toward the kitchen. It took longer than a minute to prepare the food, however, as a distracted Kim lingered in the kitchen longer than expected—as hard as she tried, she just couldn't shake the nagging feeling that Igo was trouble.