Disclaimer: Copyrighted material belonging to Disney and Bob Marley, the only thing belonging to me is the storyline and a few original characters.

A/N: I haven't seen more than a few episodes of Kim Possible, so bear with me if I make too many mistakes. I will create Shego's whole family from my imagination. If You have any suggestions, complaints or really anything at all, just let me know. This will be posted at both and piece of work is (I think) strongly influenced by above all the "College"-fanfic at by ilse4302; I mean no harm or plagiarism by this and any similarities are purely coincidental. (You rock by the way ilse4302)

On with Chapter 3


The hallway of the school was bursting with odors, chatter, bodies, bags, books and lockers. Trying to find any calm would have been futile, but believe it or not, Kim and Shego found each other at the lockers in enough space to have a chat. Kim was already placing her backpack in her locker, thinking of what to say and not get caught in the man-stream. Shego watched amused at the multitasking taking place, almost wishing for something to happen. It would have been perfect.

"You okay there pumpkin?" Kim jerked, and at the last word, sent her carefully cleaned locker into a beautiful recreation of WW2. Shego felt a wee bit bad, but decided to love the pet naming. It could become an interesting experiment to say the least. Kim smiled; just a little forced, and nodded. She gathered her tiny shreds of courage and laughed a bit.

"My name's actually…"

"KIIIIIIM!!!!!!" Something came down the hallway at an alarming speed, throwing everybody out of the way. Something also sported a tiny rodent in his pocket, a wad of blonde hair over wide eyes and a set of…interestingly unfashionable clothing. Shego smirked, made her way to the middle of the hallway and extended her left hand, palm facing the high-velocity projectile heading her way.

"Sto…" Shego never got around to saying that last letter, as the boy (it surprisingly enough turned out to be one) crashed right into the palm, his legs continuing their own path as his head and arms stopped at once. His feet lifted into the air as they reached as far as they could and he fell to the ground with an impressive thud.

"Hiya KP." He calmly stated and made thumbs-up lying on the floor. Kim sighed and buried her face in her hands before offering a hand to the boy. Shego looked at the obviously comfortable boy on the floor.

"Is it dead?" Kim shook her head and looked at the rodent skipping around her ankles.

"Hi Rufus, are you okay Ron?" Shego stared at Kim.

"It lives?" Ron stood up with some dignity and nodded.

"In fact 'it' does, miss…?" Shego gave her name and stood calmly, clearly waiting for an answer.

"And you are?"

"Ronald Stoppable, Ron Stoppable for short, ladies magnet and proud naked mole-rat owner." Shego looked from Kim to Ron and then broke down.

She laughed for a good two or three minutes, during which Kim and Ron tried to explain; 1: Ron was alive and Kim's best friend, and 2: Rufus was the highly intelligent mole-rat (naked too) who Ron had gotten a few years back. Kim handled part one and Ron part two. At the same time as Shego decided that a complete introduction should take place.

"Right…so, you are Ron Stoppable, you're Kim…what?" Kim blinked and then composed herself.

"Possible." Shego smiled.

"My last name's Fredericks." Ron decided it was his turn to laugh.

"Shego Fredericks also likes to burn stuff, like your locker, now quit it!" Shego was not really amused to have her family name ridiculed. Ron hiccupped, gulped and stood straight.

"How come we haven't seen you around anytime sooner?" Shego shrugged.

"Likes to keep to myself, thinking of changing that though." Shego suddenly caught herself getting ahead of that schedule. She had told herself to be a little more social, not making friends by the minute, hadn't she? Then she looked at the now gesticulating Ron and the laughing Kim. Shego decided that she didn't give a damn about schedules.

It took another minute for Shego to calm her two new friends down; they drew enough glares and stares from passers-by as it was, some 'cause of the auditorium scene, some had reasons that maybe was related to the gesticulating boy with a rodent on his shoulder. Shego tapped Kim's shoulder before speaking up.

"Would you mind talking…or…stuff after school? We get off after only fifteen minutes of class after all. If you don't mind that is." The last part was thrown out and Shego looked nervously at the smaller girl, Kim beamed at her.

"I'd love to, Shego; meet outside by the benches after class then!"

"Right on! Kim Possible…is it 'cause you're impossible to take care of or you take care of impossible things?" Everyone around them groaned before moving on. Ron however laughed his guts out. Again.

"You got a middle name? Never mind anyway, tell you what; When I tell you my middle name, you can tell me yours, ok?"Kim nodded and smiled her smile was rudely cut off by the blaring speakers though. Said speakers announced that "Shego Fredericks will report to the principal's office immediately!" Shego half-grinned-half-grimaced in disgust.

"So much for keeping the last name away for so long…" Kim giggled. And Shego went with dreading steps toward the dark confines of the principal's office.


"Coffee, Ms. Fredericks?" Shego shook her head. The principal cut to the chase.

"I see that you're back to Middleton High, and in your appropriate grade too it seems. I hope you don't mind being bumped down two grades." Shego didn't mind actually, she probably would F-L-O-A-T through these years with zero and nil trouble whatsoever. Her unconsciously created smile was wiped off quickly.

"I hope we are excluded from any Problems this year, don't you? Ms. Fredericks…" Shego looked down at the floor and nodded as the principal spat the word with a major P.

"…yes ma'am…." The principal stared at Shego intensely, as if daring her to do something. After a few minutes she stopped however.

"I will keep a close eye on you, Ms. Fredericks, keep in line or leave it altogether, understood?" Shego solemnly nodded and she was dismissed.


"There she is, told ya she wouldn't ditch out on us." Kim boxed Ron on the shoulder, but smiled nonetheless. Shego walked over to them and sat down on the table next to the bench, her feet sullying the place where people would later on sit. Nobody cared though. Everyone sat on the tables anyway. Shego put on a bright smile and looked down on Kim. Kim sat for once on the bench, ergo under Shego. Shego could not miss this opportunity and bent down slightly to ruffle the red mane of hair.

"Hey!" Kim panicked and her hands flew to her hair.

"What's this I'm hearing about thinking I'm a quitter eh?" Shego smirked and kept ruffling. Ron leaned over and whispered in Shego's ear.

'Kim's not really good at making new friends lately. The Queens you know…' Shego's eyes darkened for a moment as she was reminded of the "rulers". Kim looked up in order to find out why Shego had stopped ruffling her hair. She was surprised to find that she kind of liked it.

"What's up Ron? Shego?" Both persons started and looked at Kim. They lit identical smiles at her.

"Ooookay…kinda freaking me out there you guys…" Shego stopped grinning like an idiot and just sat there, smiling. Ron however, kept grinning and then he stood up on the table.

"Now we must embark on a holy quest for the resting place of the nectar of the gods; the holder of beauty; the Bueno Nacho's!" Ron yelled in the sunlight, his shape outlined in the sun, a rodent on his shoulder.

"Yeah! Nachos!" Shego quickly got up with her feet on the table and used them to scoot as far away from the pair on the table as possible. She ended up falling off the table, but got up again and pointed a trembling finger at the naked mole-rat on the boy's shoulder.

"Did that thing just talk?!" She ran over to Kim and grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Be square with me doc, am I seeing…scratch that; am I hearing things?!" She hoisted Kim up in a standing position in front of herself. Kim grinned and shook her head.

"We told you before; it's a highly intelligent mole-rat." Ron quipped in with a 'naked' behind them. Shego stared at Kim as she would at a person who just said that 'sure, the aliens are fine just as long as they are gentle with the probing'.

"…so how the hell does it talk?!" Kim shrugged.

"Damned if I know, anyway, wanna head to Bueno?" Shego stared at her again a while before nodding with a tired sigh.

"Just keep it, " Ron quipped in with 'Rufus! His name's Rufus!', "away from me, okay?" Kim nodded, still grinning.

"Sure thing, Shego…" Shego started walking after the skipping-away Ron and sighed in relief.

"Stick close though; I don't want to be alone with that thing."

"Rufus isn't so bad once you get used to him." Shego laughed bitterly, one of those 'as if' laughs. Kim pouted for a second and then ran forward to catch up with Ron. Shego sighed once again and followed Kim's lead. Maybe it could turn out to be a good day after all.


'Or not…' Shego stared wild-eyed at the carnage taking place. Meat and flesh were everywhere, no survivors in sight, and the thick, dripping red liquid that covered it all did not help.

"You want some?" Ron asked, a mouth full of burrito and a rodent full of nachos, he waved his half-eaten burrito at Shego who pressed her back into the seat, getting as far away from the grease-dripping meat-bomb.

"I…I'll pass…" Kim leaned over.

'Good call…Ron's the only one in Middleton who can eat that sauce." Shego stared at the red liquid, probably from one of the 'Diablo some or another' package. She could swear that it was able to eat through the table if you didn't wipe it off.

"Anyway, Kimmie, what was your class today like?" Kim pondered for a moment then gave her answer.

"…good…" Shego glared at her.

"Fine then, we got in, sat down and got our schedules, the little 'behave yourself' speech and were dismissed. How about you?" Shego shrugged.

"The same, basically." She looked over at the grotesquely eating boy across the table.

"What about you Ronald?" Rufus looked up from a nacho and quipped.

"Ron!" Ron looked up from his third burrito.

"The same, though your teacher probably wasn't bitten by his own pet piranha." Shego stared, as did Kim.

"What?!"

"He still carries it around?!" Shego turned to Kim.

"This happened before? What kind of weird class is her going to?" Ron dug in on his food again and left Kim to answer.

"Don't know really…anyway, what classes are you taking this year?" Shego grimaced and hauled a wrinkled paper out of her pocket. Kim swiped it out of her hand the second she saw it and got her own schedule out too. She put them next to each other and started comparing.

"No way!" Shego leaned over to have a look.

"I second that, who the hell thought these up?"

"We have like five classes together!" Ron looked up and grimaced.

"And I have two with each of ya." The girls looked at him.

"How do you know that?" Ron shrugged and rolled up the sleeve on his left arm.

"'cause I always write my classes down here. And I've been watching your schedules now. Give me some cred for crying out loud!" Shego and Kim smiled sheepishly.

"Hey pumpkin…" Ron snorted into his drink and got a face full of coke. Kim grimaced.

"Please stop saying that Shego…" Shego smirked.

"Not likely, anyway, as I was saying; we can at least go to each other if we need homework help, right?"

"I thought you had taken these courses before Shego." The raven-haired girl snorted.

"Do you think I remember that stuff longer than necessary? I had a rough summer too, my parents both tried to send me to summer camps that their jobs sponsored. A nightmare I tell ya." Ron raised a finger and opened his mouth.

"I'll tell you what they do later, now I have to get something to eat." Kim stared again at Shego.

"Here?" Shego shrugged.

"Might as well try it out, what's the worst that can happen?"

Fate has a funny way of saying 'don't challenge me'. It doesn't just ignore or retaliate. It obliterates you after stomping all of your loved thoughts into the mud. One drop of Diablo sauce on a nacho snack later, Shego was strangling Ron, getting bitten by Rufus and pleaded to by a laughing plus stressed out Kim. All in all; that was a day to tell the grandchildren. But at that moment, Ron was unsure whether or not he would get any. One coherent thought in the whole restaurant, and that was the nacho-fryer who moments before got verbally assaulted for trying to help.

'They don't pay me enough'