Two Lives Made For Violence: Chapter Fifty One: House Work

With the sun still up, they had a lot of work to do.

Shego's dream –

Looking round, I groaned in irritation as I realize where I am. And what I am. I'm only seven years old, and I'm in my first grade school playing field. It was rounder's. We're all familiar with game aren't we? It's like baseball, but with a thinner bat and more… feminine I suppose.

Kimmie was bowler, Drakken was first base, Anne was second, Ron was third and Dr. Director was forth. Behind me is the infamous ostrich that remained as back stop, somehow ready to catch whatever I miss. Catch it with what you ask? I don't know.

"We got a righty!" (An opposite to saying lefty.) Kim called out to the players. It was then I realized the strange team I had. Slade. Rufus… and a piece of penne pasta. With sun glasses on and covered in tuna and mayo.

Shaking my head, I walk up to the batting area. Watching carefully as princess bowled the ball, my small height failing me as I fail to hit it.

"No ball!" The reff called out… the reff? There was a referee? Where are they? I look around frantically for the source of the voice, not finding one. Kimmie then bowled again, only for me to miss it. Again.

Growing frustrated with Kim's bowling, Drakken took over, much to Kim's displeasure. As finally Drakken bowled one that I could hit, but as I smacked the bat against it, the ball went straight into the forehead of the sulking red head, as she just fell backwards. Now in reality, I may have dashed over to the red heads side, but I have a rounder to score! Running around the pitch, laughing my head off as I pass the unconscious red head.

Unfortunately everyone else seems to be determined to stop the me, as Ron dashed to the small white ball I had hit earlier, and dashed to the last post, quickly catching up with me. I noticed the speed the man possessed, speed I currently lacked. Diving towards the post, I ended up almost flying through the pitch. One thing I realized I forgot. To make contact with the last post.

Ron smiled in a creepy pedo way, as he tapped the ball against the post.

"You're out."

out…

out…

out…

"…out! Come on Shego! Get out here!"

Huh? Shego thought to herself, she soon felt herself become absorbed by reality. Opening her tired eyes, she saw Kim leaning over her. They had unpacked the essentials yesterday. That consisted of a double sized bed and covers.

"Five more minutes." Shego mumbled through her pillow. Only for the pillow to be taken away from her.

"Shego, it's almost noon. We haven't even started to unpack the boxes, or clean the house, or repaint the walls, or the floor boards!" Kim complained.

"God, you're so needy." Shego mumbled getting out of the bed. Stripping into a baggy shirt and shorts, the two made their way downstairs, the team all waiting eagerly to get started.

Team. What a funny word, a word Shego thought she'd never be using much. Well, life's full of surprises! Wade was set on setting up a secure power and internet cable, one GJ wouldn't be able to hack. This house belonged to the elderly couple Mc Gonnus. Slade was helping Shego with the floor boards, that once more according to Kim. Where so last decade. Who has a fashion on floor boards?

Monique, who had come back from her Africa safari, and was helping Kim pick out furniture at Wall mart. James was helping set the kitchen up, but was forbidden from anything plumber wise. From previous typical fatherly experiences, such as managing to flood the entire bathroom in Kim's childhood, James had reluctantly agreed to the restriction. So Kim was letting Shego and her do deal with the kitchen once she got back.

A few hours later –

Phew. Shego huffed, her back stiff from all the cutting and slotting floor boards, her father was sharing the same thing as they both stretched, their backs seemed to click in sync with each other. They had managed to dig up all the crappy floor boards and replace them with good hard ebony colored ones. Their next job was painting? Shego and Slade's jaws had both dropped at the idea of another bunch of hours wasted on household chores.

But with Kim's puppy dog pout, and the idea of getting the house finished was quite… encouraging. After Kim had agreed to wear slutty short jeans and top of course.

After another few hours –

Shego and Slade then collapsed onto the vast field that they were proud to consider their back garden, there weren't any neighbors here, and the farmer had been reported missing a while ago, so it felt like the team's own little word.

"Hey Shego." Wade called out to the raven haired woman, who remained still on the field.

"Leave a message." She replied.

"I think I got something you might like." This caught Shego's attention.

Managing to find the strength to get up, Shego walked over to Wade whose fingers looked knackered! Wade led her to behind the house, a garage had been extended into the house, and all though you wouldn't have known it was a garage since there wasn't a single ratchet or bolt in the room. But that didn't matter; it was what was underneath it.

Flicking a light switch on, and pressing whatever secret button Wade had thought of, a part of the floor slid away to reveal an underground… lair? Space? Whatever you wanted to call it. Inside was the Merc Carol had gotten Shego, as well as the infamous Ducati bike that had been used so many times for thefts it brought back joy to Shego's heart to see all the paintwork restored to its rightful glory. No bullet holes or burn marks or dents.

Around the room was a large desk and a fancy looking computer, well this was just the perfect place for Shego to live for the rest of her life! It even had a tool box… some tools even Shego wasn't aware of what they did!

But with time, all would be revealed.

As Wade and Shego left the shed, Kim held up multiple cans of paint, all different colors. If it wasn't like that was bad enough, an older woman stood by her.

Well speak of the devil.

"Hello Shane." Carol said kindly "That Merc has already been reported as hot. That didn't take you long did it?" Shego let out a chuckle.

"Guess not, don't tell me you're here to help with the house?"

Carol removed the expensive looking jacket to reveal… working grubby clothes? Well this really was opposite day.

End Of the working day –

God, these people work quickly. But not quick enough. Shego and Kim still couldn't decide on a color. One was a sky blue and the other was a grape purple. Never ever just decide to move in! Especially with Kim Possible on her time of the month! Yes Shego had checked the bin, and that had confirmed her suspicions.

With the windows replaced with double glazing, all doors put in, the team had settled on putting rugs down until the couple had decided on a damn frekkin color! But other than the walls, the house was almost complete. Only a few jobs left to do:

Bathroom

Kitchen

Walls

Radiators

And then it'd be all out on getting those things that make a place feel like home!

Next day –

"I'm just saying, I don't think this color will work well at all!" Shego argued with her girlfriend.

"And I'm just sayin that this color sucks like Drakken's toe!" Kim replied.

"Hey!" The blue man called out, who had joined in recently. He was working with Wade setting up a secure area, much to Wade's glee.

"How about we flip a coin?"

"Yes, leave the fate of our house to a coin. Ok." Shego said sarcastically, bringing out a nickel from her pocket.

"Heads." Shego called, flipping it in the air, only for Kim to catch it instead. Shego frowned as she tried to get the nickel back, only for it to end up falling out of the red head's hands, as Shego and Kim watched in furry as it landed on its side. There was no wind out so the chances of nature knocking it over were slim.

"Try again?" Kim said, picking the nickel up off the ground. But something in Shego's mind hit her, as the coin became a deep shade of purple and the other was normal.

"Tails." Shego said, changing her mind. This of course raised Kim's suspicion beyond the roof. Kim flipped the coin as it landed, Kim could only catch a glance, her face turning to horror.

Removing her hand, she and Shego looked at the coin. Tails.

"You cheated!" Kim exclaimed.

"How?" Shego asked, pretending to be insulted by such an accusation. As she worked her way round the paint, but stopped and looked at the skip. An old paint can had been chucked in there. Shego put the new can down, and grabbed the old one out, it was a rich red. Never been opened, holding it up to Kim to see, Shego smirked as the red head nodded her head in agreement.

Soon to be the start of many arguments, agreements, and disagreements.

Many weeks after –

So Shego and Kim had managed to get there happy ever after… well if it wasn't for the occasional threats from GJ being broadcasted about how they were sure they would catch Shego.

"So dad, where do you plan on going?" Shego asked as she walked her father to his car.

"Back home, I think there's a few things I have to sort out. Mainly to do with the HIVE. But after that, I think I might come down for a few beers." Slade joked, as he slid his black and orange mask on. Shego chuckled at her father.

"I'd love that." She smiled; Slade nodded as he got into the car and sped away. Everyone else had left, returning to whatever they had planned.

Shego collapsed onto the sofa in the living room, feeling Kim cuddle up next to her, watching the TV. Another problem was picking a TV show they both enjoyed, Glee was an immediate delete for Shego and top gear had a similar reaction for Kim. Finally they picked a show called…

Well it doesn't really matter what show they picked did it? That night, there was only one thing that mattered to them. Each other.

"I love you Kim." Shego said as she kissed the red heads temple.

"I love you too Sheegster." Kim teased, using the woman's nickname. As she turned round to deepen the kiss. Shego finally felt her hands wonder Kim's body…

Now it really didn't matter what they were watching on the TV, why? Because you couldn't see it!

As Kim and Shego through their clothes around the living room, a certain bat was not happy about the sudden noises coming from downstairs, as it flew through a little hole a certain blue man had missed out.

Flying into the distance, one thing for sure though. It would return.

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