"Morning, Dr. Possible!"
Ann turned to gape at the source of the familiar - and yet unfamiliar - voice. "Shego? What are you doing here? And... what are you wearing?"
The villainess was dessed in beige, except for the turqouise shoes, shirt and headband. But the strangest thing was the expression on her face, which was quickly growing concerned. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice curiously lacking her usual sarcasm, "Didn't your husband fill you in last night?"
"He was fast asleep when I got in."
"Oh, well, to save Kimmie the trouble of going through it again..." Shego took a deep breath. "I'm staying here for a few days because one of Team Go's old enemies blasted us with a personality reversal ray so now I'm good and my brothers are evil." She paused to take another breath, then added, "If that's okay with you, of course. I mean, I don't want to impose or any-"
"Of course you're not imposing," Ann assured her, "I'm just surprised. Coffee?"
"Please and thank you!" The green girl joined her by the counter. "Did you get enough sleep last night?"
"I'm used to sleeping just four hours at a time. I'll have a nap after lunch." Ann poured coffee into a new cup. "Were you out with Kim last night?"
"And Ronnie, yeah. I guess that's why we missed each other." Ann got another surprise as Shego's expression turned bashful. "Between you and me," she continued quietly, "I think Kimmie was really nervous about telling you. She hasn't brought up our, um, history, yet. I think she wasn't even sure she believed what happened, at first. I let her think I didn't notice she was doing a brain scan, night before last."
Ann briefly wondered how Wade could fit such technology into Kim's new kimmunicator. "I'm aware that transcranial magnetic stimulation of the right temporo-parietal junction can alter one's ability to judge intent, but I've never heard of anything that can cause such a drastic shift in one's morality."
"Well, that's mad science for you," Shego sighed pleasantly as she accepted the cup Ann offered her.
"Are you... comfortable?" the neurosurgeon asked, for lack of a better word.
"Oh, I'm just fine, Dr. Possible! If it wasn't for my brothers being evil, I'd be dandy!"
"I think you can call me Ann, honey."
Instead, Shego blushed and stared into her coffee as she mumbled, "I don't think that would be appropriate, under the circumstances. I mean, me being here, under the same roof as your family..."
Ann was stunned. She found it difficult to comprehend how such a drastic change in personality could occur, but apparently it had. "Shego, do you regret our... previous interactions?"
"Not just ours. The last time I saw Kimmie... she told me what happened... in your office." Shego tried to look Ann in the eye, and failed. "That never would have happened if not for me. My... obsession. You don't have to worry about it anymore."
The doctor cupped Shego's face in her spare hand and brought the girl's eyes to her own. "I don't regret anything I've done, not with you, not because of you. And the truth is, Kim really needed it after you left her alone, so flustered." Her thumb began to stroke Shego's cheek. "I enjoyed it, actually. It was... liberating." The thumb slid across black lips. "In fact..." Ann continued, taking Shego's cup and putting both on the counter, "I might just take the opportunity to be on top, this time."
Shego only had time to gasp before Ann's mouth was on hers. At first she did not respond, merely allowing the redhead's tongue to play with hers, but the familiar hot ache from below felt the same despite recent changes.
"Do you no longer find me attractive?" Ann asked softly, curious about Shego's lack of active response.
"I don't want to cause any trouble with your family..." Shego breathed.
"Kim's out on her morning jog and the boys will be in the basement for hours, until they're ready to test whatever they're building this time."
"Your husband..."
Ann's eyes flicked briefly to something behind Shego and back. "He seems surprised, but I suspect it's the pleasant kind." The brainwave-flipped girl's eyes widened, but she didn't have time to turn and look before Ann was kissing her again, more passionately than before... too much so not to react. An arm went around the neurosurgeon's waist while the other went up to her face, so much gentler than what Ann was used to.
The next time she came up for air, she looked back to her husband and asked, "Enjoying the show, dear?"
It took a moment for James to clear his throat and respond. "I know we agreed to explore our boundaries, but I'm not sure Shego is the right person for it."
"Remember that friend of Kim's who took us to a tropical island for the weekend? The one that wanted me? The one that had me?" Ann gave Shego a lingering kiss to drive the point home.
Mr. Possible's eyebrows couldn't get any higher. "Kim and Shego are friends? All that time?"
"Longer."
"But..."
"I know," Ann assured him, "I was as surprised as you. I didn't believe it myself, at first. But the more time I spent with them, the more I realised it was true."
"So... everything you told me... Shego did that to you."
"Mm-hm," the redhead purred, stroking the hair of the girl in question. "Every... little... thing. Does that change how you feel?" Her eyes glanced downward. "It doesn't look like it does..."
Another nervous cough. "Well, no, now that you mention it..."
Ann shot him a wicked smirk and went right back to kissing Shego, who had been staring at her in amazement for the entire conversation.
"Hey, Monique."
"Hey girl friend," Monique replied as she turned to face the newcomer, and was met by the surprised face of her companion. "Didn't I see you in school for the last coupla days?"
Shego recovered herself quickly as Kim turned to look at her. "Yeah, I'm substituting for Miss Carlson."
"You're a friend of Kim's? Well I gotta say, I don't know why you're wearing that colour." She stared at Shego's shirt. "Good thing you came to Club Banana. I know turqoise looks good on our girl here, but it's doing bizarre things to your complexion."
Kim automatically interceded before the villainess lost her temper, only to realise mid-sentence that she no longer had one to speak of. "Actually, that's her natural skintone. Monique... this is Shego."
Monique had always paid more attention to Kim's literal heroics than the freak-fighting, but the name rang a specific bell. "Shego? The one with the glowing hands? The one you've got a photo of in your locker?"
Shego raised a hand and wiggled her fingers in greeting, giving a brief burst of the glow as she did so, which left Monique staring. "Woah."
"Her brainwaves were flipped," Kim explained. "She's good now."
"And she's with you?"
"Until we do something about her brothers. The ray that turned Shego good turned them evil."
"I'm kinda in hiding," Shego added with a shrug that was almost apologetic.
"Well, that explains the beige. I'm sure Kim can help expand your wardrobe, why don't you have a look around?"
"Thanks."
Monique watched the pair walked deeper into the store. "You okay?" she heard Kim ask her former nemesis. "You seem a little less cheerful than usual... uh, so to speak."
"It's nothing," Shego replied, the smile almost rising back into place, "Just noticing how things have changed." A moment, then, "You've still got my photo in your locker?"
"I don't think their security has recognised you," Kim whispered conspiratorially into Shego's ear.
"Maybe it's just because you're with me," Shego whispered back.
"Maybe."
The pair slowly wandered past the works of Cezanne, van Gogh, Munch, Picasso and Seurat. At one point, Kim threaded her fingers between Shego's and held her hand. The green girl's smile grew embarrassed, but she didn't let go.
It wasn't until they were in the sloth and heading back to Middleton that Shego brought it up. "Kimmie, there's something I should tell you. I've been meaning to tell you all day, but..."
Kim had been hesitant to bring it up herself. "Is it about us?"
"No. Yes. Sort of." Shego sighed. Best to just come out with it. "Your mother kissed me this morning."
"Is that all?"
"No. Your father was watching."
"Oh." Kim wasn't sure what else to say about that. She knew that dad knew mom had been with a woman, but...
"She told him it was me who took you both to the island. He knows we're... friends."
Just friends? "How'd he take it?"
"I think he'll accept it whenever the surprise wears off. Ann didn't really give him a chance to calm down this morning..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well... kissing was just the start. Your dad had to sit down at one point, in the breakfast nook? Ann dragged me over and laid me down on the table, and, well... I don't want to go into too much detail."
"It's okay. Tell me."
"You really don't mind?"
"I wouldn't ask, otherwise."
Shego's voice was steadier as she continued. "She pulled my skirt up and my panties down... held my leg, the one closer to your dad, flat against the table and pulled my other leg over her shoulder. He got a fine view of her going down on me. She was like a wild animal. She couldn't get enough! I think she really enjoyed being the dominant one this time."
"Did she make you come?" the redhead asked huskily. Apparently the story was affecting her too. Probably imagining herself in her father's place.
"Yeah. Then she used my panties to wipe up, stuffed them in your dad's mouth and dragged him off to the bedroom. By his crotch."
When Kim didn't say anything, Shego glanced sideways to see a tense expression on the teenager's face. As she watched, the girl pulled the sloth over, killed the engine... and started laughing. Long and hard. There were tears. It was worse than when Ron had joined them at Bueno Nacho.
"I'm glad you're not mad," Shego admitted when Kim started calming down.
"Why would I be... you've been going commando all day? Oh my god, that's why wouldn't try on the..." The laughter kicked back up again.
"I wasn't sure I wanted to buy them, but if I... stained them, I'd be obligated..." Shego mumbled, making Kim laugh harder. This time it proved too infectious not to join in.
"Can you imagine the look on Monique's face if she saw?" Kim gasped.
"I can see her taking it in stride, actually," Shego admitted, her mood sobering fast. "You never told me you got a new girlfriend."
That cut Kim's laugher short. "Huh? What... oh! Oh, nonono... she's just a friend! Friend who's a girl, that's all. It's Monique-speak. We're not together or anything, honest."
"Oh! Sorry, I misunderstood."
Kim couldn't tell if Shego sounded pleased because that's how she was wired now, or... "Were you jealous?"
"No, just... disappointed. I know I've no right to be..."
"Whaddaya mean?"
"Both you and your mother have said it's okay, but... you were underage when we started seeing each other, romantically. And now we're no longer together, I don't know how to feel about your mother and I being involved, even if your father approves. On top of that, you're with Ron, and I'm your teacher now. It's just... all so complicated," Shego finished on a sigh.
The question burning in Kim's mind was the one she didn't dare to ask. "Would you prefer we'd just been enemies this whole time?"
"I wish we could have been friends."
The teenager took Shego's hand. "We are friends. Not normal friends by a long shot, but since when have either of us done anything normally?"
That brought the green girl's smile back. "Thanks, Kimmie. You really are the best."
They set off again in silence, but it didn't take long for Kim to start giggling again. "I can't imagine dad's face when mom dragged him off, his mouth full of moist underwear. Your moist underwear!"
"Well, I don't have to imagine one reason why your mother married him. There was plenty for Ann to grab onto when she dragged him off."
Kim almost had to pull over again.
Kimmie, I couldn't tell you this when I was evil, but...
But what? Kim rolled over in her bed, staring out the window, wishing Shego would sneak through it and finish what she had been about to say. Stupid Ron Factor. Now she'd never know.
He needs me.
"I need you too," the redhead grumbled. There was no denying it. Even as Miss Go, her presence had either set Kim's skin vibrating, or had her entire body begging to simply touch the woman. The look in her deep green eyes, sometimes it reminded her of similiar looks during far more intimate moments. And not just the sexual ones. More than once, Miss Go had looked at her like that, and Kim had to stop herself from kissing her in response.
The only reason he needs her is because he'd be completely useless without her. Drakken needed Shego in order to qualify as a real threat to the world. Without her to steal for him or break him out of jail, he'd stay behind bars and that would be that. The only reason he had become so motivated in the past year was because he would lose the most important member of his so-called evil family...
It wasn't fair. Drakken needed Shego to be a villain. Kim needed Shego to... what?
Feel the way only Shego had ever made her feel? The thought was immediately followed by a mental apology to Ron. But at the same time, it was more than that. She needed Shego...
To breathe?
To live?
Kim couldn't imagine her life without Shego in it.
Same as Ron. But with steamy sex and multiple orgasms.
She rolled face-down and groaned into her pillow. What was she going to do?
Little did Kim know that Shego was currently wondering the same thing as she tossed and turned in her own bed, halfway up one of the mountains overlooking Middleton.
Neither of them got much sleep that night.