A/N: Um, okay, first off, in response to Ryuu. Amelia in no way would actually harm Shego. The idea behind this is that this is Amelia's way of slapping Shego on the wrist. Shego is a super hero… a very headstrong one… so, it takes a bit more oomph to get her point across. And, in the last two chapters, Shego is basically healed. The only reason they won't let her go save the day is because she needs to recharge her plasma. Hence, Kim finds it highly amusing that Shego is still in her mother's complete control. By no means would she laugh if Shego was actually getting harmed.
Err… I hope that explains it well enough. If it still doesn't make sense, review again and let me know, lol.
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I roll over, the warmth of the blankets working wonderfully on keeping me in a sleepy daze. My arm stretches out, hoping to bury itself in more blankets. What it finds… is an odd mound.
Out of curiosity and confusion, I begin exploring the mound with my hand, my eyes still closed and my face buried in my pillow. An odd noise brings a little bit more of my consciousness to my body. Mounds aren't supposed to make noises, especially odd moaning noises.
Fully confused now, I groggily turn my head to examine this mound. I blink blurrily several times, my brain not registering what I'm staring at. Said mound moves, my fingers trailing across it and falling off to land on the bed.
I stare. Just stare. I blink slowly, and…
THUNK!
Fall right out of bed.
I skitter across the floor to the wall, staring at the bed as if it will come alive and devour me whole.
I did NOT just see what I thought I did! … Did I?
Very slowly, I crawl across the floor and peek over the edge of the bed. My eyes widen. I duck back into hiding quickly, heart hammering in my chest.
No, I couldn't have seen that. Really, I have to be wrong! There's no way…
I peek over the bed again. The figure on the bed shifts slightly, a lock of red hair spilling out over a T-shirt covered shoulder. I quickly glance down at myself.
Phew! Still fully clothed! Scared me there for a second! Okay, I'm not in hot water! Forgot we had to share a bed because Hego always gets the couch at the cabin.
I rub my eyes tiredly.
I really don't need scares like that so early in the morning.
"Shego…"
"I didn't do it!" I bellow, throwing open the door and racing out of the room.
Kim jerks upright, looking around sleepily.
"Huh? Wha-?"
I make it into the kitchen downstairs to find my mother mixing pancake batter. She lifts an eyebrow at me as I nervously make my way to the table.
"And all that shouting was…?" she asks.
I shake my head absently. Only now is it slowly becoming clear that Kim had called out to me in her sleep. … Hopefully, anyway. If not…
Kim comes trudging into the kitchen, still dressed in yesterdays clothes. I tense up as I watch her sleepily make her way to the table.
"Morning," she mumbles, reaching up to rub her eyes.
My mother looks back and forth between the two of us, but I ignore her as I watch Kim closely.
"Did you sleep well?" asks Amelia.
"Like a rock," mumbles Kim.
"And you Shego?"
I peel my eyes off of Kim to stare past my mother and into the living room.
"Eh," I shrug. Mentally, I'm praising whatever luck I have that Kim had been asleep and that she isn't snarling for my head on a platter. Running for my life in the morning from one enraged Kimmie is definitely ten times worse then waking up to a scare. Yes, I'll take the scare any day.
I rub my neck absently.
Breakfast is a quiet meal, thankfully absent of my siblings. As I start putting my plate in the sink to be washed, mom grabs her cup of coffee and turns to look at me.
"So, what do you and Kim have planned for today?"
"I was thinking of going fishing," I answer. Kim pauses in the middle of putting her utensils in the sink.
"Fishing?" she echoes.
"Yep, fishing! We're going to catch our dinner for tonight."
I smirk inwardly at the small frown on her face.
"Fishing…" she mumbles. I grin widely and grab her wrist and begin pulling her towards the bedroom.
"Come on! We have to hurry and get dressed!" We clamber up the stairs and into my room. I release her and shut the door. I start humming as I head towards my luggage to pull out some clothes.
Kim stares at me a while before she slowly turns to her own bag. She opens it up and stares at the contents.
I finish setting out my own clothes when I spot her still just sitting there. I chuckle, snapping her out of her trance.
"Have you ever gone fishing before Kimmie?"
"Um… no?"
I laugh.
"Well, throw on some clothes! I'll teach you."
"How about I just watch you fish?" she asks hopefully. I shake my head at her.
"No way. You have to catch your own." I grin at her. "It's not hard. You'll do fine."
"And if I don't catch anything?" she asks.
"Then we beg my mom to feed us whatever she's making for dinner," I answer. She looks less then pleased. I laugh. "Come on, it'll be fun." I pull my shirt over my head and toss it onto her head. I pull my clean shirt on and grin at Kim as she pulls my shirt off her head and frowns at me. "Get a move on girl! Or do I need to help you?"
I smirk at her, looking all too ready to help out. She blushes and whirls around and begins digging in her bag.
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Kim stares at me in silence. She's eyeing the fishing pole warily. She looks up into my face with a small pout.
"Do I have to?"
I chuckle.
"Yep. Look, I even baited your hook and everything. All you have to do is cast it."
She glares at the fishing pole.
"I don't wanna."
I smirk and step closer, so we're only a few inches apart.
"Well too bad, cause you're gonna." My grin spreads as she huffs at me, and I wink at her playfully. "Come on, it's not that hard. You take the fishing pole like this," I demonstrate how to hold it and how to stand. "And you swing your arm forward and release the lever so the line will cast out." I show her, the hook and bait flying through the air and landing out in the lake a good couple hundred yards. "See? Piece of cake. I'll even let you leave it in there this time and make you cast it after this."
I hold the fishing pole out to her. She frowns at it but takes it from my hand.
"Now what," she mumbles with a cute pout.
"You wait until you get a bite."
"And I'd know that how?" she asks, frowning at the little red and white bobber dancing around in the water.
"The bobber will disappear. You might even feel a tug on your line. When that happens, wait for a second tug then jerk the pole back a bit to set the hook. After that, you just reel it in."
She glances at me doubtfully but obediently watches the bobber. I smile at her.
I still can't get over it. Everything I've ever wanted, everything I fought for... it's right here, right before my very eyes. My smile spreads a little bit further, my stomach filled with butterflies. Days like today… just priceless.
I grab a large rock and set it on the ground next to her. She glances down at it before looking at me.
"Wha-"
"To sit on," I reply. "You'll get tired pretty quickly if you stand there the whole time."
A small smile tugs on her lips.
"Thank you." She takes a seat, eyes turning back to her bobber. I smile at her one more time before turning to the tackle box to ready my own pole.
I pull out another hook and weight and tie them to the end of my line. I bite off the excess line then search for the bait. I reach for the bait.
"Shego! It moved!" cries Kim.
"Huh?" I look over to her to see her staring at the bobber with wide eyes. I follow her gaze and catch it as it disappears again into the water. "Hey! You've got a bite! Reel it in!"
"How?!" she asks shrilly, the end of her fishing rod beginning to dance as the fish pulls harder at the hook.
I jump quickly to my feet. I try to step forward but I catch my foot on the tackle box. I yelp and stumble a few feet before catching my balance. I make it to her side to find her still struggling blindly with the pole. I reach out and steady the pole. I move so I can reach around her and guide her hand to the reel handle.
"Here, there's the reel. Just turn it like so…" I guide her hand, the line finally coming in, water dripping from it.
"Is it coming?! Did we get it?!" she asks excitedly. I grin.
"Just hang on. We still got a ways to bring him in. There, here he comes. He's still on there, see?"
She squeals in excitement as the fish jumps out of the water and falls back in.
We reel him all the way to the shore, where he flip-flops about all over the place.
"I got one! I got one!" she cheers.
"Grab him, quick!" I say excitedly.
Kim reels him in a bit further then lifts the pole up and away so she can attempt to grab the fish. She grabs at him several times before she finally manages to snag him. Her face immediately falls.
"EWWW!" she cries, dropping the fish. "It's all slimy!"
I burst out laughing. I move around her and bend down to catch the fish. Once I have him in my hand, I follow the line to find the hook. I whistle.
"He swallowed the hook. Have to cut the line."
She watches intently as I pull out a pocket knife and cut the line.
"Now what?" she asks, following me as I retrieve a rope.
"You slide this into his mouth and out his gills. Then, you just time him up and let him hang out in the shallow water until we're done."
I drop the fish into a circle of rocks in the water and tie the loose end of the rope to a small bush nearby. I straighten to find Kim giving me a funny look.
"Fish are gross."
I laugh.
"Well, if you catch another one, I'll take it off the line and tie it to the other for you, okay?"
She hesitates. She glances at the fish.
"Okay."
I grin.
"Okay then! Let's get you ready for another cast!"
I ready her hook and everything. She moves to the waters edge and tries to mimic my stance from before. She rears back and casts. … The hook lands six feet from the shore.
I smother a giggle and step forward to the frowning redhead.
"You almost had it. Just release it a bit earlier. Try again."
She reels it in and tries again. It goes only a little further.
"Stupid pole," she grumbles. I chuckle.
"Relax, you'll get the hang of it. Let me bait my hook and I'll show you how to do it again."
I trot back to my own pole, bending down to pick it up. I feel a tug on my belt.
"It's stuck," mumbles Kim. She plants her feet and throws her weight forward.
"Wha- AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I'm soaring through the air.
SPLASH!
I come sputtering to the surface to see Kim gaping at me. I glare at her, and she quickly attempts to hide the fishing pole behind her back.
I stand up in the shallow water, and she edges away from me with a nervous laugh.
"Eh-heh, sorry… I uh… It got, uh… stuck?"
I slosh through the water. I keep her pinned under my gaze as I tromp up the shore and stand right in front of her. Without saying a word, I scoop her up in my arms and throw her into the lake. She shrieks, a loud splash cutting her off.
Her head bursts out of the water as she gasps for air.
"What'd you do that for?!" she demands. She slaps the water and splashes me. I lift an eyebrow.
"Oh really?" I jump into the water, and she yelps, trying to duck away from the spray of water I send up.
She huffs at me, wet hair falling into her eyes.
"I said I was sorry!"
"And then you splashed me," I reply. I reach out and push her under the water. She comes bouncing back to the surface
"Hey!" She jumps up and pushes down on my shoulders. I go under. I grab her foot and kick away.
When we both surface, it's time for war.
With loud battle cries, we charge forward. And so ensues a large water fight.
When we finally pause to catch our breath, the sun is high overhead. Both of us are still in the water, watching each other warily.
"Hey Kimmie, it's said that if you tickle a fish's belly it practically paralyzes it."
"Tickle a fish?" She looks at me skeptically.
"Yep, so you can catch it before it swims away." I move closer to her.
"Yeah right," she says. She stands up. Her clothes cling to her as water runs off her. I stand up as well. I smirk, stepping closer to her.
"Want to test the theory?" I ask. She watches me warily.
"How would you do that?" she asks.
I lean closer. I take my finger and begin tracing circles on her stomach. She instantly freezes, eyes wide.
"You look a mite paralyzed," I say lowly. She tenses, as if trying to move, but she doesn't make it anywhere. I lean even closer, nuzzling her ear. "Caught you…" I murmur.
Her legs give out and she collapses into the water. When she pops to the surface, I bend down and grin at her.
"See?" I say. "Looks like it works."
With a battle cry, she tackles me. Before I can try and get to my feet again, a pair of lips press roughly to my own. I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer, the sunlight shimmering in dancing rays of light cutting through the water overhead.
I must be in heaven.
A/N: Hehe, soooo… What do you think?