I don't know about any Team Go transportation. The "Go Flyer" is purely an original creation.

Chapter Eight

"Okay, this is just ridiculous! Don't you have some kind of flying machine you can use?" howled Ron.

Kim and Ron were sharing the front seat as Hego drove. Wego squeezed into the back of the car with Shego and Kim Two. Mego, after much consideration, had been shrunken down and crammed into the glove compartment.

"The Go Flyer got damaged in our last flight. It's down for repairs," Hego replied.

"Yeah," the glove compartment complained, "thanks to mister 'Fancy Flight' here."

"I've told you that was an accident," Hego snapped.

"An accident that occurred because you tried to pull a loop!"

"Bu-urn," One half of Wego smirked.

"Hey, you stay out of this," Hego ordered.

"We're in this—"

"—Family too! We can—"

"—Argue!"

"Three against one, Hego!" crowed Mego. Hego turned toward him.

"First of all, remember that I could just—"

"LOOK OUT! screamed Shego. Hego's eyes snapped back to the road, and he spun around desperately, in an attempt to get into the right lane. They barely missed smashing into a motorcycle. Hego pulled over, and there was a long pause, except for Mego, who was crowing in victory, quite unaware of what had happened.

"I'm. Driving." Kim said flatly.

Afterward, things went much more smoothly.


They stopped for a refueling break in Eastside. Wego used the restroom at a local Bueno Nacho, and Mego tried to flirt with the girl working the counter. Shego and Hego simply checked their voice mail. That left Kim, Ron, and Kim Two. Rufus had gorged himself on a burrito, and was resting up in the car.

They decided to stretch their legs, and took a walk down by the river. Kim checked the Kimmunicator, and chatted with Wade.

"So, you're working with Team Go and Shego now?" Wade exclaimed. "Ron, what level would you place the Puppy Dog Pout she used?"

"About a seven, she was driving," Ron replied.

"It was no big," Kim added casually.

"And just… log… that…" Wade said to no one in particular. "How's Kim Two holding up?"

Kim Two pulled her sleeve back. The pattern now covered her whole hand.

"Okay," she responded.

"Her stomach's been fine for the moment," Ron pointed out, "Maybe it's just triggered by…" he trailed off, and his eyes widened.

"What's wrong, Ron?" Kim asked.

"A fin," Ron whimpered. "A fin, in the water."

Kim Two shrugged. "Probably just a fish."

"Not a fish. A big fin. A way big fin." Ron continued.

"Ron?" Kim frowned, "I'm not getting it."

"A Gill fin! Big Gill fin!" He shrieked.

Kim's eyes widened. "Oh man."

"Who's Gill?" asked Kim Two.

"Someone who hates Ron, and is always trying to turn himself into a giant fish monster. Long story."

"Sounds like."

"Right now, we should get back to the others," Kim decided.

"Yeah…" Ron backed away from the water. "Sounds good." He took off at a dead run.

"Ron, the others are that way," Kim Two shouted after him, pointing in the other direction. He came charging back around. Kim glanced at her clone, and they followed at a somewhat more sedate pace.


The discovery of a ten-foot tall fish monster in the lake did not exactly improve Shego's mood.

"That's just brilliant," she snapped. "Construct and fish monster!"

"Actually," Mego pointed out, "There's no way to find out if it works for the Doctor."

"Well, it's not a complete impossibility…" Hego contemplated.

"How do you know that Ron didn't make the whole thing up?" asked Shego, struggling to get in control of her temper.

"I trust him," Kim replied. "I wouldn't be dating him if I didn't, would I?"

Wego looked at each other and slumped dejectedly.

"Now," Kim announced, "If Gill is, in fact, working for the Doctor, then that means one of two things. The Doctor has a separate base down here, or the Doctor's main base is not far from here. Should we, or should we not, split into different groups?"

"Yes," said Hego.

"No," said Mego.

"Makes sense," pointed out Shego.

Hego and Mego glared at each other. Shego rolled her eyes.


"Why do you want to sign autographs?" Hego asked.

"I'm, like, the most awesome member of Team Go," rationalized Mego. Kim Two turned around.

"But don't you shrink or something?" she asked incredulously.

"What's your point?"

Kim Two turned to the half of Wego she'd been granted. The bickering continued.

"Are they always like this?"

"Pretty much—"


"—Yeah," finished the other Wego. Everyone turned toward him.

"Excuse me?" asked Ron.

"I don't know, I guess my twin—"


"—Must have said something."

Kim Two briefly wondered if the Wego twins were psychic. She turned away briefly, and locked eyes with a stranger. She looked away briefly, then looked up again.

The stranger was barely looking at them, but he looked like she'd seen him somewhere before. Kim Two couldn't fathom the feeling of familiarity that surrounded him. Déjà Vu…

Her hand went to her mouth, and she dashed away.

"Eww," Mego contemplated.


The stranger that Kim Two had wondered over had a silent laugh over her sickness. Completely incurable. Ha! He wondered if Ron and Kim had bonded with her. Killing the clone himself would be much sweeter than letting her die of PCD whatever.

His comm blinked. "Hello?" he asked.

"Hello. What are the little heroes doing."

"Looking around. I think they're looking for our local base."

"Oh dear. Well, gives me enough to move in. When you consider the irony…"

"Orders, Sir?"

"Ah, yes, let's see. Continue to follow at a distance, and do not let them see your face. If they do, the game's all up."

"When the time comes, can I kill Possible?"

"If she lets you. Pass the orders on to Gill, will you?"

"Yes sir."

"Have fun."

Guess who the stranger is...