The next Day, 7:15 A.M. Middleton Airport

Kim and Shego walked into the terminal waiting room together. Ron, seeing Kim, proceeded towards them with a grin on his face. The grin disappeared as soon as he recognized Shego.

"Hey KP." He said, trying his best to remain calm around the woman that they'd spent most of the last few years fighting. "You too Shego, Kim, can we talk for a minute? Excuse us." He took the redhead aside without giving her the chance to answer. As soon as he thought they were out of earshot-and plasma range-of Shego, he turned to Kim. "Okay KP, what's going on?" Kim rolled her eyes at him.

"Ron, she's coming with us on this one, so not the drama."

"So the drama KP." Ron looked at her, incredulous. "Hello? She's Ms. Fiery hands of Death. The one we spent most of high school fighting? And she's coming with us on missions now?"

"Ron, please. I thought we went over this."

"I'm fine with you seeing her KP. I'm just not sure about bringing her on missions." Kim shook her head.

"Ron, when you were in Japan, who do you think went with me?" Ron's eyes widened.

"You replaced me?!" He shouted, beginning to freak out. "How could you KP? I thought we were a team. And you got another sidekick."

"Partner." Whispered a voice in his ear. He froze. "Let's get something straight." Shego growled, planting a hand on Ron's shoulder, and spinning him to face her. "I am not looking to replace you. I don't do distractions."

"You did when you were with Drakken." Kim mumbled.

"And." Shego continued, pointedly ignoring Kim's comment. "I'm only doing this so I don't have to do something stupid for my community service. Got it?" Green plasma flared around her free hand, making Ron's response clear.

"Got it." He muttered weakly, not daring to point out that Shego didn't have to go with Kim while he was at Yamanouchi.

9:46 A.M. Señor Senior Sr.'s Lair

"Now there you two, I hope your restraints are comfortable?" Señor Senior Sr. asked politely. Kim and Ron were currently dangling from a pair of wrist restraints above a large pool of piranha. On the bright side, Shego had snuck off to do her own thing almost as soon as they arrived at Señor Senior Sr.'s new lair.

"Yeah, actually they are. New material?" Ron asked pleasantly.

"Quite new. It only came out last week. It is good to know that my investment was worthwhile." He nodded happily. Kim spoke up.

"So now what, you're going to drop us in this fish tank?" Señor Senior Sr. looked appalled at the suggestion.

"Of course not. That would be ridiculous. I haven't even told you my scheme yet."

"Oh good." Kim mumbled.

"As we speak, this grand machine-" He gestured to a very large computer beside him. "-is currently changing the flight plans of airlines across the globe. As soon as this timer counts down, hundreds of flights will be redirected to this very island, creating a very literal tourist trap. They will be forced to spend money on food, accommodations, and other necessities before the airlines are able to correct the errors."

"Hold on. Back up." Kim said, holding in a spout of laughter. "Are you telling me that you installed a countdown timer into your machine?" Señor Senior Sr. looked confused.

"But of course, what kind of diabolical machination would it be without a countdown?" He glanced down at his watch. "And now Junior, I think it is time for the evil laugh." He started to chuckle maniacally, but his son didn't join in. He stopped, looking around. "Junior?"

"Sorry, he's all tied up at the moment." Shego grinned, stepping out of the shadows. "I'd be happy to take him a message for you."

"Ahh, Shego. It is good to see you, however, with recent events, I can only assume you are here with Team Possible?" Kim and Shego both nodded. "Very well then, It seems that you have the upper hand, If you would be so kind as to tell me where my son is, we will be on our way."

"He's in his room." Señor Senior Sr. nodded, and took a small remote out of his pocket. After a quick press, a catwalk extended to Kim and Ron, a second, and the restraints fell away. Kim and Ron fell to the floor. Wishing them a good day, Señor Senior Sr. left the room. Shego walked over to Kim, helping her up. "Is this gonna be a theme princess? Me, rescuing you from the bad guys?" She turned, and blasted Señor Senior Sr.'s device into slag. "I could've gotten out of that in my sleep."

"Easy for you to say, you have plasma hands." Kim mumbled.

"Why Kimmie," Shego grinned mischievously. "If you want your hands to be on fire, I'd be happy to help." Green fire ignited around her fingers as she extended her hands to Kim.

"Pass." Together, they left the lair, walking towards the boat Wade had sent them.

"Booyah!" Ron said throwing his hands into the air as they boarded the boat. "Nacos on me." Shego's face turned slightly more green.

"Sorry bafoo- Ron." She corrected herself after a glare from Kim. "I've got plans for tonight." Kim raised an eyebrow at her. None of them talked much on the way back to Middleton. Night had fallen before they got back. Upon arrival, Shego set off, clearly expecting Kim to head to Bueno Naco with Ron.

"Sorry Ron, we'll have to do this some other time," His face feel. "lunch tomorrow?" It brightened right back up again.

"Later KP." He called as Kim took off after Shego.

10:59 P.M. Shego's Apartment

Shego, after changing out of her mission clothes, headed towards the apartment door. After a quick check to make sure Kim hadn't come back early, Shego opened the door and proceeded through. Or tried to. She was blocked by Kim, who was standing just outside, arms crossed. Kim smiled a little too sweetly. A large duffel bag lay at her feet.

"And where are we going tonight?" Shego leaned against the doorframe.

"I'm going out." Kim simply smirked in response.

"Shego." She shook her head. "This doesn't have anything to do with the add that was placed on Villains Digest?" Shego gulped. "The one offering a large sum of money for the contents of a certain corporate vault in Middleton Proper?" Kim raised an eyebrow. Shego did her best impression of innocence. She failed completely.

"How did you-"

"Just because I'm not a villain, I'm not allowed to look at the site? How do you think I kept up with all you guys? Now I'll ask again. Does this have anything to do with the add that was placed on Villains Digest?"

"And if it does?" Kim grinned.

"Then you'd better dress for the occasion." Kim kicked over the duffel bag, which contained a pair of form-fitting black jumpsuits, complete with masks. Shego noted the lack of any distinguishing features.

"Not exactly my style Princess." She said, pulling out one of the outfits and measuring it against herself. "Needs a bit more green." Then it occurred to her. "And why are there two in here?" Kim's grin quickly shifted into a faint smirk.

"One, so you aren't recognized if anyone sees you." Shego pouted slightly at the suggestion that anyone could see her. "And two," Kim leaned in closer. "I'm coming too." Shego wanted to hug her, kiss her, and laugh at her, all at once. Instead, she simply stared at Kim, her mouth slightly agape.

"You want to come with me on a heist?" Kim's grin returned, admittedly guiltier than before. "You. Ms. Goody two shoes?" Shego opted to laugh at her.

"Why not? It's one computer company hiring you to steal a laptop from another, so they don't have to wait for the release to copy the design. It's not like they're trying to take over the world. Should be fun." Kim's grin was now reflected in Shego's face. "And you remember the ruling. I have to keep an eye on you from now on." Kim was unable to continue talking as Shego pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her fiercely. Shego pulled away after a few seconds, planting her arms on Kim's shoulders and staring into her eyes.

"What're we waiting for?"