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Chapter 7


It had begun to get a bit darker out as the early evening approached and the sun already began to set. Thankfully, the whole body switch fiasco happened after school. On the somewhat bright side, there would be some rest involved before having to deal with Middleton High.

At least, Shego was hoping to get early shut eye. Firstly, Stoppable was still in the Possible family's house, seated on the floor next to the bed while concentrating on a notebook. His face displayed extreme focus while he tapped his pencil repeatedly against the paper of a large textbook. Shego's now raven-haired rival was seated a fair but not far distance from her at the foot of the bed.

"We still need to do our homework," Kim announced to Shego, as if reading her annoyed thoughts, stepping over to the bookshelf. Her backpack lay flat on the floor next to the shelf and she pulled several sheets of paper from it before returning to her seat at the bed. Shego was reclining at the front of the bed, her back resting on the headboard and she settled on not rolling her eyes upon seeing the worksheets.

"Seriously? You could have had that work finished before we got out the cab," Shego complained. That ride was nearly 20 minutes long! Ron shook his head slowly as if about to scold a child. His smugness was really starting to grate on her nerves.

"Shego, I don't know if you noticed, but the whole ride back was extremely bumpy. It messes with my concentration!" he said with a cock of his head to the side, as if explaining something extremely basic.

"AKA, 'I'm lazy and didn't feel like it'," the villaness interpreted, complete with a goofy impersonation of the sidekick's voice. Kim snorted unintentionally, covering her mouth with a hand, while Ron didn't respond, his expression conveying full on 'serious face'.

"You wouldn't be laughing if you saw this homework! Barkin has it out for me, I tell ya!" Ron insisted, waving the sheets of paper in his hand with nearly wild abandon. I don't see how he expects me to get four pages of math done in a day!"

Kim's dark brows shot downward, her new face conveying an irritation that seemed more exaggerated than it really was. "Ron. Today's Monday."

Ron blinked once. "What's your point?" he queried with a careless shrug. Kim's shoulders slumped in defeat at Ron's familiar antics.

"Give me that!" Shego demanded, hopping off the bed and stomping over to Stoppable. She snatched the papers out of Ron's hand, drawing out an offended gasp from the freckled teen. Her eyes flicked back and forth as she examined the characters written on the sheets and shook her head in mild disapproval.

"Are you kidding me? You're having trouble with precalculus? This stuff's simple!" she rapped a knuckle on the paper for emphasis.

Ron looked away imperiously. "Easy for you to say, High School graduater," he shot back with a tone that might have been disgust, but it was hard to be offended, as ridiculous as Ron's sentence was.

Shego only shook her head again, glancing at Kim's backpack.

"Awright, pumpkin, gimme a pencil."

Kim rolled her eyes, but acquiesced. She reached into her pack and tossed the writing utensil to Shego, who caught it even while her eyes were still glued to the papers. Giving the problems on the paper another once over, she targeted a blank space on the page, jotting something down. Ron and Kim shared a glance, the latter shrugging in reply to the former's raised brow.

"Here, just follow the formula," Shego ordered, lazily waving the sheets of paper in front of Stoppable. The boy sighed in mild irritation, seeing as how the villainess wasn't bothering to return the papers to him after snatching them out of his hand. He stood up and walked closer within reach of his homework, snatching it back as quickly as he dared, which turned out to not be that quickly, before returning to his spot on the floor.

Several minutes passed by and Ron began to write on the paper. Kim glanced occasionally at Ron's progress. He continued to focus on the math work with a studious expression on his face, making a couple different facial expressions, rotating between confusion, realization, and somewhere in between. Shego wasn't paying attention at all, resting on the bed and boredly staring at the ceiling.

After another twenty minutes, Ron finally exclaimed he was finished, nearly making Shego jump with a start. She had begun to doze off. She would need to ask Kimmie where she got her mattress. For now, she erased the thought from her mind and propped an elbow on Kim's bed and sat up. The owner in question was reviewing Ron's work, mild surprise on her face.

"Wow," was all she critiqued, holding the papers closer to her face and shuffling between them. "I always tried to walk Ron through the problem, but-Why didn't I think of this?" she looked towards Shego for an answer. She was examining her fingernails as if for the first time, and in all technicality, it was.

Ron looked just as confused and settled on shrugging, even though Kim couldn't see the gesture. "What can I say? Guess I'm more of a visual learner," he self analyzed, taking the papers back from Kim's loose grip. "Once I saw the formula, it was easy!" His grin was wide, proud of the fact that his homework was finished before 10pm.


"Uh, Kim, you sure it's a good idea to be comin' to school right now?"

Shego had already went ahead to Middleton High to acquaint herself with the school schedule, so Kim and Ron were left with time alone while making their way to school.

"It's no big, right? I'm just here to keep an eye on Shego -You know, make sure she doesn't try anything," Kim explained, folding her arms in front of herself somewhat self consciously. Kim had yet to get used to the fact that Shego was so much taller than Ron. Not by much, she admitted internally, but it was still a bit off-putting. Ron tapped his chin with a raised brow, a face he usually took on when considering previously un-thought of information.

"I guess," he considered, glancing briefly away from her, noticing the large school billboard peeking through the horizon up ahead. 'Brain Transplant. Fact or Fiction?' was plastered on it's surface with it's usual big letters. "But I doubt she'd try anything," he shrugged with a confident sureness. "Both of you have the same problem, and she can't use her flaming hands of pain right now-" Ron paused in his explanation, glancing at Kim, one of his eyebrows still raised as if in a perpetual state.

"What?" Kim queried quickly, unnerved by his worried-looking stare.

"Does that mean you can throw green fire around, now?" he asked, pointing at her nearest hand.

"Oh!" Kim exhaled in relief that Ron wasn't in fact worried about something. She stared down at her hand, balling it into a fist briefly before relaxing it.

"Uh, not sure. I don't know how to do it," she replied with a helpless shrug. "And I'm not particularly hard-pressed to ask Shego either," she asserted, shooting down Ron's next question before he had the chance to voice it. Stoppable merely voiced a "meh," before letting the subject drop.

"Anyway, where was I..?" he continued, scratching at the back of his head. Movement in Ron's pocket caught both teens eyes, and noticed Rufus shoot out of the blonde's pocket before scampering up his arm and onto his shoulder.

"Uh-huh, school! No problem!" he chattered quickly with a nod of his head. Ron smiled appreciatively.

"Thanks buddy! That's right!" Ron said cheerfully. "Yeah, KP, I don't think she'd try anything while you two are switched. I'm sure she cares about her reputation as much as you do yours."

"I guess so," Kim uttered, somewhat uplifted by Ron's support.

"Besides, you got the Ron-Man to handle this and Wade workin' his magic. Everything should be back to normal by the weekend!"

"You're right!" Kim agreed, her enthusiasm nearly matching Ron's in it's intensity. Everything would be fine! Heck, Shego helped Ron with his math homework, that had to count for something! As the entrance neared closer, she nodded to herself. It was only going to be 6 more days.

"I'll probably need to get a visitor's pass, I'll meet up with you later," she waved briefly at Ron, which he returned, before splitting up once they got to the front of the main office door.

Luckily, Ron wasn't late as he slipped into class just before the bell rang, an ominous sound for anyone yet to enter the room. He took his usual seat next to where Kim would be, now occupied by Shego. He leaned toward her a bit, making sure to keep his voice low.

"So, were the classes hard to find?" he whispered, his voice coming out quite loud and raspy despite his best efforts. Shego turned her gaze to him without moving her head, only shrugging before looking back towards the front.

"Stoppable!" sounded an overly masculine voice. Ron quickly straightened in his seat, caught off guard by the fact that Barkin was in the class and not their usual math teacher.

"Ehe...Yes, Mr. Barkin?" Ron nearly squeaked.

The Vice Principal and now also, substitute Math teacher made his way to his desk while collecting homework from the students.

"I hope you have your homework with you. It'll be your only reprieve from detention," he said with deliberate slowness, reaching his hand out expectantly. Ron's face lit up at the mention of last night's homework, pulling the sheets of stapled together paper from inside his desk that he stuck in there when he walked in.

"Actually, got it right here, Mr. B!" he announced proudly, eliciting gasps from other students within the room. He gave them all a public display of his frown to show them what he thought of their disbelief.

Mr. Barkin took the homework from Stoppable, glancing only briefly at the content written on the paper.

"Strange," he said aloud. "Actually bringing homework on time." The man stroked his chin in thought as he moved the paper around in one hand as if it was meant to disappear any moment.

"Good work, Stoppable," he concluded as he continued passed him to collect the rest of the students' works. Ron almost smiled before it was interrupted by Barkin.

"Is what I would say, but -Well, we'll see after it's graded," he amended, turning back to the homework collection. He collected Shego's papers next, simply muttering "Possible" in basic greeting before moving along. Once he was out of earshot, Shego turned to Ron, shaking her head.

"Sounds like you don't do your homework. Like, at all," she whispered accusingly.

"Hey, if you hadn't noticed, he's kind of a scary dude!" Ron whispered back harshly, struggling to keep his voice level. It seemed to be competing somewhere between raspy and croaky.

"I dunno," she replied, tapping her chin in thought as she watched Barkin with a critical eye. "He's kinda cute."

"That is sick and wrong," he gasped, forcing himself to remember it was not Kim who said that, it was Shego! Kim would never call Barkin cu-. Cut...He couldn't say it. Those two words didn't belong in the same sentence! Rufus was in wholehearted agreement, poking his head out of his buddy's pocket, simulating a weak stomach and pointing at his open mouth.

"Couldn't have said it better, Rufus," he whispered with a nod.


A/N: Remember that one episode where Shego was a substitute teacher at Middleton high? Well, if you're thinking what I'm thinking...Ehehehehe...