A/N: I'm sorry it's taken so long to update this story but I've been trying to hash out the details in my other story Never Thought. I appreciate all the faves and follows though. I do not own Kim Possible or it's characters. Kida Starr is mine. (btw it's pronounced key-da). So anyways here is the next chapter. Oh and Jim and Tim are 16. I needed to adjust there age because I wanted them to be in High School with the girls and Ron.

Kidapov

After the paintball match Kim, Jim, Tim, Ron and I headed back to the Possible residence for food and much needed rest.

"Mom we're home!" Kim yelled when we were inside.

"How was the paintball match?" A middle age woman with red hair like Kim's asks from the doorway to the kitchen.

"Kim's team won this time Anne." I told her.

"Really?" She asks. I nod my head. "Are you sure you didn't let her win?" She asks with a knowing smile.

I look away blushing from being caught. I hear her chuckle at the same time I feel someone hit me. I know Kim is glaring at me. I can feel it. Sure enough I turn to look at her and see her glaring.

"What the hell was that for?" I ask in a hurt voice.

"You said you would stop letting me win. I can't believe you." She says angrily.

"Whatever. I'm going to take a shower to get this paint out of my hair."

I went upstairs to the loft (attic) that me and Kim share and closed the door. The loft is simple. It's really just a big room with it's own bathroom. The walls are painted to look like the forest and the ceiling is painted a dark blue that has glow in the dark paint that makes up the stars. It didn't take me much to convince Kim because she said she had wanted to do something different. There were a few posters around. They are mainly of bands that Kim likes but I convinced her to let me put one up of Shego. That argument had lasted for weeks. I just barely got to put it up two days ago. There's only one bed but that's because I usually sleep in my animal form and I sleep on the open space of Kim's bed. Having our own bathroom is nice because we don't have to share with the tweebs. I grabbed a pair of sweat pants and a sports bra and went into the bathroom. I closed the door and stripped of my paintball gear. I turned the shower on and let it warm up to the right temperature. Once I was satisfied that it was warm enough I got in. I took extra time in washing my hair with the lavender scented shampoo to make sure I got all the paint out. When I finished I got out and put on the sweats and sports bra I had brought in with me after drying off. I walked out into the main area and saw Kim laying face down on the bed. Something that I always found awesome about being a fox shifter is that my clothes don't rip. I can shift into my animal form and then shift back and still have my clothes on. I shifted into my fox and hopped onto the bed. When she felt the bed move she turned over and sat up against the head board. I trotted over to her and put my head in her lap. She smiled at me and started to pet my head. Another perk of being a fox shifter is that I could feel the emotions and communicate with anyone I considered family. That means I can feel and talk to all the Possibles, Ron, Monique, and Wade when in my animal form.

Whatcha thinking about Kimmie?

"Nothing." She tells me.

I give her a look that says 'don't you dare lie to me.'

I know when your lying Kim and I can feel your confusion and worry. What's going on? Talk to me.

"I'm worried about what people will think when we go back to school. I know I said I would do this to help you but I don't want anyone to think less of you for being different." She says avoiding the part about her confusion.

Kim you don't have to do this. I understand if you want to keep me being a shifter a secret and I also understand that you may not want to be changed, but as far as I know I'm the only one of my kind.

"I just don't want some villain getting curious and trying to take you away and I want you to change me. I don't like the fact that you go running alone."