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Miss Suzanne
Chapter 7
"But I just love the feel of spandex against my entire body," Shego squealed in delight as she sauntered into the room and ran her hands down her hips. "Just because you might have a problem with going commando, Princess, it doesn't mean the rest of us have a problem with it."
"Shego," Kim spat with distain, automatically jumped between the green hued villainess and the rest of the group then dropped into her martial arts stance. Ron and Suzanne flanked her, each taking a more casual fighting stance. " That is just..." Kim scrunched up her face in disgust and violently shook her head to get the image of Shego dressing in the morning out of her mind. The only way she could was to forget it and get off the subject. "Why have you gone back to your evil ways?"
"It was a simple misunderstanding," the woman dressed in green and black waved off the accusation. "Drew was only 'secretly borrowing' the PDVI. He was going to return it after he was done."
"Hi Sheila, long time no see," Suzanne quickly sassed to her Stepsister to avoid any further confrontation between Kim and Shego. "Why are you here?"
"I got wind of this little family get-together and thought I'd show up too," Shego snapped back as she stopped ten feet away from the trio. Shego jauntily thrust a hip forward while casually resting her hands on her hips. She shot a quick glance at the two people flanking Kim and her jaw dropped open. "What the hell is going on here and how do you know my real first name?"
"What's the matter Sheila," Ron sassed in the exact same voice and manner as Suzanne. "Are you seeing double or something?"
"Stop that Stoppable," Shego growled at Ron before a sly smirk crossed her face. "I think I know what's going on here. Before we went after the Vortex Inducer, I left Drew alone for a coupla day while I went to Greece for a massage and he started up his cloning program. He told me he had solved all of the problems but boy did he mess up. He made a clone of Stoppable," the green-hued former villainess cackled pointing first at Ron, then Suzanne, "but it came out a girl!"
"Your not even close," Kim laughed at her former foe as she hitched her thumbs toward the two blonds flanking her. "Ron and Suzanne are actually twins and have been since birth."
"Suzanne?" Shego pondered aloud before the connection hit her like, well, like a multi-colored comet. "Suzie Q?" Shego questioned again as she walked over and peered at the two blonds on either side of Kim, then smiled to the girl. "God, it's been so long since I've seen you Suze. You've changed so much over the years."
"It has been a few years, Sheila," Suzanne said as she moved forward and wrapped Shego in a big hug. "God, I've missed you so much, Big Sis."
"We were best of friends growing up, Little Sis," Shego said as she warmly returned the embrace.
"Awww, that's so sweet Shego," Ron cooed at the loving scene. He threw his arms open wide and asked, "Do you have a hug for your Little Bro?"
"What're you talking about Stoppable?" Shego growled at the blond boy as she swiftly stepped way from Suzanne to take up a defensive fighting stance, her hands blazing with fiery plasma power.
"Since you two are Stepsisters and Suzanne is my twin that makes us related too," Ron triumphantly said as he took another step toward Shego with his arms still open wide. "I'm your long lost Brother!"
"You've gotta be joking, Buffoon," Shego growled taking a step back away from the advancing Ron with her glowing hands held out to stop him.
"Ron's not a Buffoon," Kim casually said as she relaxed her stance, smugly folded her arms over her chest and smiled wickedly. "And when Ron and I get married in a few months, that'll make you and me Stepsisters-in-law."
"Argh!" Shego groaned, extinguished her plasma and threw her arms up in frustration. "I don't believe this! I'm related to that… that thing?" she yelled jabbing a finger at Ron.
"Well, I guess that's one way to bring you to your knees and back into the fold," Suzanne laughed as she linked arms with her lime-green skinned Stepsister. "Come on, Sheila. Let's all sit down and talk about it."
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"Okay, so let me get this straight," Shego said as she rubbed her temples with her fingers as everyone sat around the conference table in the Go Tower. "Our Mom," she continued as her stare wandered between Suzanne, Hego, Mego and the Wegos, "baby-napped all of us to create a family because she couldn't have kids?"
"That's about the size of it," Wade said from the Ronnunicator sitting in the middle of the table. "After Suzanne gave me your Mother's full name I was able to access her medical files and they showed she was completely barren. She was able to doctor the files during each of your births and got away with it each time."
"So who are our real Fathers and Mothers?" Mego asked as he stood up. He had returned to the gathering when he found out Shego had arrived and thought the returning ex-villainess had come bearing gifts for him. He was sadly disappointed. "I mean if I'm not related to all of you then I must have some really neat parents."
"I'm still working on that," Wade said as he typed away at his computer. "But so far it appears most of your real parents are either dead by some later accident or your biological Mother died during childbirth and the Father's name is missing from the files."
"And we're the only parents to still be alive?" Jan Stoppable begged in astonishment as she took her husband's hand in hers and held on for dear life.
"Yep," Wade chimed and leaned back in his chair before taking a slurp of his soda. "All of the other parents have either passed on or are unknown so you and Mr. Stoppable are the only ones left."
"I guess that makes us the parents of all you Go kids now," Dean Stoppable laughed as he lovingly patted Jan's hand and glanced around the table at the six Go children.
"What do you mean, Dad?" Ron queried his Father.
"I mean," Dean said as he looked around the table again, "that since Suzanne is actually our Daughter and she's the Stepsister to the Go s that makes them all our Stepchildren."
"Oy!" Shego loudly moaned and shook her head in dismay. "Not only do I have a Buffoon for a Stepbrother but now I have an actuary as a Stepdad!"
"I think it's actually neat," Hego said as he beamed a bright smile and reached across the table to shake Dean's hand. "Welcome to the family… DAD!"
"Well I've always felt like a part of your family," Dean said with a chuckle. "I mean I did defeat that numbers crunching foe of yours, The Mathster, so I am a Super Hero of sorts."
"You did take him down," Mego harrumphed as he slouched in his chair with his arms crossed. "But I coulda got it done a lot quicker." He got up in a snit and walked out of the room.
"Hey, we got new parents!" one of the Wegos excitedly chimed to the other.
"Cool!" both Wegos said as one before they raced out of the room.
"Yeah, cool," Shego groaned as her head hit the table. "I have SO lost all my street cred here today."
"Don't worry Sheila," Suzanne said as she laid a calming hand on her Big Sister's back. "If you want, I can give you the winning numbers for tomorrow's state lottery and you can retire in style. You can live with me until you get set up in your own house."
"That just might work," Shego muttered as she slowly sat up and thought about the offer. "Between the lottery winnings and what I got stashed away from working with Dr. D, I could live comfortably for quite a while." Her face brightened even more. "And my contract with Drakken is up next month. I'll finally be rid of the Big Blue Doofus."
"There you go," Kim happily chimed. "You'll be set for life, monetarily speaking, and if you need anything else Ron and I would be happy to help you out. That's what relatives are for."
"The only thing I'll ever need from you, Princess, is an occasional sparring match to keep me in shape," Shego wickedly said to the redhead.
"Deal," Kim shot back with an equally feral smile, "Big Sis!"
"Uh, Dad," Ron finally spoke up and looked over to his Father." Suzanne mentioned something earlier and I have a question about it."
"What is it, Son?"
"Well, it's not as if I don't trust you or anything, but," Ron sheepishly began as he rubbed the back of his neck, "have I been… well, am I still getting… am I…"
"I told him about the Naco royalty checks," Suzanne bluntly cut in.
"Oh, those," Dean Stoppable said, a bit stunned at the revelation. He mirrored his Son as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well you see Son, I thought that, since you mishandled the first check, that I should oversee the money until you turned twenty-one. Legally speaking, they should have come to me with that first check since you were underage."
"So I've gotten another check since the first one?"
"Actually Ronald," Dean said as his face brightened a bit, "you've been getting an annual check; Three altogether including the Naco royalty check that just arrived a few days ago."
"So how much is Ron worth?" Kim questioned her future Father-in-law since she hadn't discussed this with the man for a few months. "When we last talked you said Ron had around two hundred million dollars in the bank."
"Well," Dean sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck again, "I decided to play the stock market with a little of the money and have done fairly well. The three check combined totaled two hundred fifty million dollars but with my mad stock marketing skills that's more than doubled. As of the stock market closing yesterday Ron's portfolio is worth five hundred ninety-eight million, seven hundred sixty-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-three dollars and seventy four cents."
"F-fi-five hu- hund- hundred…" Ron stammered with eyes wide open in shock.
"Almost six hundred mill from an initial two-fifty," Shego marveled. "You've done fairly well indeed." She put a crooked elbow on the table and laid her head on her fist while wickedly smiling. "How would you like to oversee my little investments… Daddy?"
"Nine… nine… ninety…" Ron continued to stutter.
"I've only been doing Ronald's investments part-time," Dean stammered under the intense attention he was getting from the beautiful raven-haired woman who he now considered his Stepdaughter. "But I suppose I have a little spare time to handle your portfolio too."
"I'll make it worth your while," Shego purred as she leaned further onto the table. "Let's say… a one percent commission?"
Sev- sev- seventy…" Ron.
"Oh, I could never take a commission from a relative," Dean shot back, slightly offended by the offer. "I mean I only handle Ronald's money for the fun of it. It's only a hobby."
"I bet it's fun handling all that money," Shego evilly chuckled.
"Shego," Kim growled while trying to bring Ron out of his haze by gently patting his face. She was having a tough time bringing Ron out of the daze he was in. The drool was unspooling worse than with the first check.
"I'll handle your portfolio, Sheila," Suzanne spoke up. "I mean after all, I've been doing it with my portfolio full time and wouldn't you like someone with psychic abilities picking your stocks?"
"I suppose that would be okay," Shego huffed and sat back in her chair. Her evil smile reappeared as she gazed at Mr. Stoppable. "Although it woulda been more fun working side-by-side with Daddy Dearest." Everyone at the table caught the innuendo except for Hanna, and Ron who was still suffering brain overload.
"…And seventy four cents?" Ron finished, shook his head, came out of the stupor he had been in and cheered, "A-BooYah!" Ron's face almost split in two with a goofy smile as he stood up and asked, "Who wants dessert? I'm buying!"
"Ron!" Kim viscously growled and pulled him back down into his chair, "you are not going to start spending your money like a mad man again!"
"I'm not?" Ron queried.
"Of course he's not," Dean said with assurance. "Ronald's money is being kept in a trust fund until he reaches the age of twenty-one. Then and only then can he touch the money."
"Awww, Maaaan!" Ron groan and snapped his fingers in disappointment. "BooYah denied."
"There is a provision in the trust," Dean continued, "to allow for an allowance. Say… one thousand dollars a week?"
"Let's say one hundred dollars a week," Kim said as she wrapped her arms around one of Ron's. "That way Ron will learn how to spend his money wisely."
"Can't we make it five hundred a week and I promise not to go overboard?" Ron groaned to his girlfriend, hoping for the best with his suggested compromise.
"No Ronald," Dean said with a stern Fatherly face, "Kim is right. We'll start you off at one hundred dollars a week and see about increasing it as time goes by."
"Let's see," Ron said in deep thought as he scratched his chin. "if I spend seven dollars a day at Bueno Nacho that'll leave me with…" He thought for a few seconds before he turned to his girlfriend and groaned, "KP, can you help me with the math?"
"Ta-Da!" Rufus cheered as he popped out of Ron's cargo pants pocket, leapt onto the table and held aloft a calculator with the number fifty-one on it.
"Thanks Little Buddy," Ron said sincerely as he took the calculator from Rufus who ran up to sit on Ron's shoulder and watch. Ron started tapping numbers into the device. "Between the gamage at the mall… dinner's out and the occasional sodas I'll own Kim… gas for the scooter…" Ron looked up into Kim's emerald green eyes. "And of course badical gifts for my number one girlfriend…"
"Number one," Suzanne snickered. "How many girlfriends do you have?"
"Oh," Ron startled and shot an apologetic grin to Kim. "I mean my number one and only girlfriend!"
"Smooth move, Romeo," Kim coyly cooed to Ron. "But you're right. One hundred dollars isn't enough to get you through the week with all you have to pay for." She turned to her future Father-in-law. "Why don't we start Ron off with two hundred dollars and see what he has at the end of the week?"
"I think that's fair," Dean Stoppable said as he took out his wallet, pulled out some cash and handed it to Ron.
"BooYah reinstated!" Ron gleefully hollered as he thumbed through the cash in hand. "Now, how about ice cream and cake for everybody!"
"Oy!" Kim groaned and slapped her forehead.
"Ice Ceem!" Hanna cheered and happily clapped from her Mother's arms.
"Come on Princess," Shego said as she got up from the conference table and sauntered out of the room. "Let's go down to the gym and spar a little to relieve some of that tension you're feeling."
"That's a good idea, Kim," Suzanne said as she patted the hand of her future Sister-in-law. "I foresee this as the beginning of a beautiful, healthy relationship between you and Sheila."
"I still haven't gotten my 'welcome to the family' hug, Big Sis," Ron hollered with a wicked smile to the receding green and black figure who was swiftly joined at the door by the redhead.
"With Ron as your Stepbrother," Kim chuckled to Shego as they left the room, both ladies looking forward to a very satisfying workout, "I think we'll both need this."
"Shego?" Ron playfully hollered and followed, not wanting to let up on the gag. "Come on! Just one little hug for your Lil Bro! I go commando every once in a while! I mean it's usually when I forget to do my laundry but..." His voice trailed off as he exited the room.
"I'll get the bandages and ice packs," Suzanne laughed to her new parents as she stood up to help out her newly found Brother. "Sheila definately doesn't like to be teased like that."
