Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kim Possible. These characters belong to Disney.
Disclaimer #2: I'm NOT a writer, I'm an artist. I'm extremely inexperienced in writing fanfics, so I'm so sorry for any inconsistencies in the characters or plot!
Author: iycewing
Story developers: iycewing, PonyCrown
Rating: PG-13
Notice: This will eventually lead to KiGo in later arcs! This is the 1st arc of 6! If you don't like LGBTQ+ pairings, please don't hate. In this story, Season 4 of the show doesn't happen.
Author's preview notes: Happy (late) new year everyone! The plot's gonna start rolling again so be prepared ;D
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Chapter 33
"Kim, honey! Someone's at the door to see you," Mrs. Dr. Possible called from outside of the bedroom.
Kim groaned but lifted her head to answer groggily, "Okay, Mom! I'll be down in 5."
"Take your time, sweetie," Ann replied. Soft, fading thumps could be heard, and Kim guessed her mom had gone back downstairs.
"Princess, could you maybe not yell in my ear at like 7 in the fucking morning?" Shego grumbled tiredly, her glazed emerald eyes fluttering open.
"Oh, sorry I- wha-" Kim blinked open her olive eyes wearily, trying to focus on her surroundings.
She was greeted with pale, green skin and raven locks that shimmered in the morning light. It was a sight she was used to seeing when she woke up, but the fact that her nose was pressed upon the surfaces was what confused her.
Huh?
It took her brain a few seconds to realize she was curled up next to a lithe body. Shego was laying on her back and had both arms wrapped around Kim, gently holding the smaller woman against her side. The redhead had her face tucked neatly in the crook of the villainess's neck, and she had bundles of Shego's pajamas clutched in her hands.
Green eyes met green eyes as they stared at each other and then glanced at their position. It wasn't as startling as when Kim first found herself cuddled up next to Shego, which was back at the hotel room after the older woman's apartment got wrecked. But still, it was a bit awkward and embarrassing.
They both quietly untangled themselves without making eye contact. Kim shivered when Shego's heat left her small form, and a tiny part of her longed for the warmth to return.
The two girls looked at each other as they sat up, an unspoken understanding passing through them. Some things didn't need to be explained, because to Kim and Shego, it was the other that needed the comfort more.
Kim figured Shego needed to know she wasn't alone, and Shego concluded that Kim needed to remind herself that the villainess was alive.
"So uh- did you have a good sleep?" Kim coughed awkwardly as she gathered some clothes to start off the day. It was a school day, so she picked something loose and comfortable.
"Yeah, actually," Shego said as she did the same. She spent so much time in the teen's room the past couple of days that all of her clothes were being stored in it. "Did you?"
"Uh-huh," Kim evaded.
"You suck at lying," Shego remarked knowingly.
"Thanks for letting me know," Kim muttered sarcastically.
"Well, someone's got to get it through to your stubborn head."
"How kind of you to take that responsibility, Shego."
Shego didn't respond as she sat on the edge of the bed, fumbling with her choker absentmindedly. Usually, she would've loved to keep tossing back and forth banter, but it was early and a million thoughts were racing in her head.
She kept thinking about how easy it was for her to fall asleep next to Kim, and she inwardly scolded herself that she let her insomnia get the better of her while she was alone.
Kim sighed and mumbled, trying her best not to sound dejected, "okay, so my sleep wasn't all that great."
"I figured," Shego murmured, remembering how violently the teen thrashed around in her sleep. "Did you have a bad dream?"
Kim cringed as flashes of her nightmare replayed, and she had to focus on Shego's back to calm down. "Yeah…"
"I thought you said your nightmares went away?" Shego asked.
"They did," Kim assured. "This was a different one."
Shego didn't press and just stayed silent, waiting to see if Kim would elaborate.
"You were dying," Kim explained softly.
"Again?" Shego inquired with an amused expression. "Feels like I'm always dying."
"You were strapped to the examination table in the lab this time, though," Kim went on in a quiet voice.
Shego's smile dropped a little. "Oh. Yeah, that wasn't fun. That bitch could've at least given me a pillow or something."
Kim knew the healing villainess was trying to downplay her experience, so it would appear that she wasn't affected by it anymore. There was no need to dwell on the past, especially when Shego was trying to move past it, she decided.
"Well anyways, I'm glad to see you're not dead," Kim half-laughed, hoping to lighten the mood a bit.
"Sometimes I wish that I was," Shego rolled her eyes but grinned a tiny bit in return.
"Like when you were with Mr. Barkin?" Kim teased.
Shego snorted, repulsed by just the mention of the heavy principal. "I was actually thinking of listening to Dr. Drakken's rants, but yeah, that works too."
Kim laughed at that but jumped when another knock sounded at her door.
"Kimmie-cub? You almost done?" Mr. Dr. Possible's voice echoed from outside.
"I'm coming, Dad!" Kim answered as she hastily snatched her clothes and headed to the bathroom. She really needed to stop letting Shego distract her like that.
Focus!
She was back out in less than two minutes and caught Shego's eye. The villainess was also now fully-dressed in house clothes.
"Who the hell wants to see you at 7 in the morning?" Shego questioned, feeling irked.
"Guess I'll find out," Kim shrugged and left her room.
She ventured downstairs to see her parents pouring tea for the last two people she was expecting to see.
Dr. Director and Will Du.
"Good morning, Kimberly," Dr. Director greeted warmly.
"Kim," Will Du said curtly as he looked at the redhead with obvious disdain. He sat with excellent posture, making sure his Global Justice badge was out and flashing for the world to see.
"Oh hey, Dr. Director," Kim returned the smile. "Hi, Will."
"Sorry for my sudden visit this early in the morning. Agent Du and I were around the area so I thought I'd stop by to see how you were doing," Dr. Director explained.
"There's no need to apologize, Dr. Director," Ann assured.
"Oh Ann, there's no need to be so formal, please call me Betty," Dr. Director interjected.
"Kim usually wakes up around that time anyway," Ann finished with a nod at the brunette.
Dr. Director nodded. "I understand you have to get to school so I'll make this visit brief."
"I don't understand why we even had to make this visit. There's so much work left to do at headquarters, not to mention the new recruits that need training," Will muttered under his breath.
"We just wanted to see how you were faring with Shego being uhm- missing," Dr. Director said gently.
Kim's parents glanced at each other before stabbing their daughter with a piercing glare. They were evidently unhappy that the teen hero did not inform Global Justice on the breakout with Shego.
"Oh…" Kim had the decency to look sheepish. "Shego's-"
"- doing fine and dandy, thank you very much," Shego replied curtly from the top of the stairs. She was leaning against the railing with her arms crossed, curling her lip with distaste at the sight of the two Global Justice agents.
"Shego?!" Dr. Director and Will exclaimed in unison as they sprang to their feet.
"Yeah, that's my name," Shego rolled her emerald eyes, blatantly showing her dislike for the guests.
Ann raised an eyebrow at the villainess's entrance, noting how she emerged from Kim's bedroom. She looked questioningly at Shego, who coughed as she avoided the neurosurgeon's suspicious gaze during her trek down the stairs. Now wasn't the time to be explaining why she was sleeping in Kim's room when Drs. Mr. and Mrs. Possible assigned the guest room to her.
"You're alive?!" Dr. Director asked incredulously, bewildered.
"Unfortunately," Shego deadpanned, standing at the entrance of the living room.
"Where have you been?" Will asked in a firm voice.
"Sleeping and minding my own damn business, doy."
"No, I meant while you were reportedly missing. Where were you?" Will demanded.
"To hell and back, living the high-class life as a lab rat," Shego spat.
"Since when- how- did you-" Dr. Director looked between Kim and Shego, her calm business pretense long gone.
Before Kim could respond, her parents glared daggers at her, their eyes laced with hints of disappointment.
"We assumed Kimberly Ann notified Global Justice on the liberation of Shego," Ann said, looking pointedly at her daughter. Though some might think she wasn't angry, due to her slow and even voice, Kim knew her mother was seething but keeping her cool due to the company they had.
"Kim, you should've told Dr. Dir- Betty immediately after you got Shego," James added. "Global Justice was doing everything in their power to help so they deserved to know."
Kim sighed. "I know, I know Mom and Dad. I'm sorry."
"We're not the ones you should be apologizing to," Ann cocked her head at Dr. Director.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Director," Kim apologized sincerely. She felt like she was a kid again being forced to apologize to an adult. It was slightly embarrassing to do so in front of Shego.
"We expected you to be more responsible than this, Kim," Will narrowed his dark eyes.
"Leave her the fuck alone, Will. It's not her fault you guys are almost unbearable to socially interact with," Shego defended the petite redhead.
Dr. Director looked at Shego in surprise, not from the flat out insult, but from her sticking up for Kim.
"While I'm on duty, you will refer to me as Agent Du, Shego," Will commanded firmly.
"Does it look like I give a shit about your dumbass duty and titles, William?" Shego replied with an eye roll.
"Look, I'm sorry," Kim sighed as she glanced at Shego, who was standing on the sidelines. "I was just so worried about Shego, it never really occurred to me to alert Global Justice. I'm not used to doing so after a regular mission."
The pale thief looked slightly stunned at that, but she managed to keep up her usual irked façade.
"I take it you've got some explaining to do for our guests, young lady," James's stern suggestion sounded like more of an order.
Dr. Director still hadn't said anything and was staring at Shego curiously.
Shego cut off Kim before she could launch into a lengthy explanation. "Miss Priss, her wacky partner, his bald rat, and their fashion-conscious friend broke me out of DNAmy's hellhole. That's all."
The one-eyed brunette couldn't hold in her astonishment. "Excuse me?!"
"You've been excused," Shego snickered and then pointed to the front door. "Feel free to take Will and excuse yourself out that door."
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Shego. What happened with DNAmy?"
"What part aren't you understanding, Betty? That's exactly what happened, end of story," Shego snapped.
"No, not end of story," Will butted in. "That was not a viable report on the situation Kim and her friends allegedly saved you from, Shego. We'll need to take you and Ms. Possible in for questioning to get both of your accounts."
"To hell with that," Shego retorted as she stomped past the living room and into the kitchen, ignoring everyone's stares. She hated Global Justice with a burning passion, so she felt that she needed to get away from the two agents before she killed someone.
The villainess rummaged through the fridge, looking for a beverage to down her Advil with. She already had a beastly headache from Dr. Director and Will Du, and she'd barely been in the same room as them for more than two minutes.
After chugging a glass of water, she put her elbows on the kitchen counter and rested her head in her hands. Not even a minute passed before her comforting silence was interrupted.
"Tired?" Dr. Director asked suddenly, stepping into the kitchen.
"Yeah, tired of your bullshit," Shego muttered dryly. "Did you seriously have to just waltz on in and ruin my rather pleasant morning?"
"Shego-" Dr. Director started gently.
"What do you want, Bets?" Shego practically snarled, lifting her head up to glare at the brunette.
The older woman was used to Shego's brash nature and harsh words, so she barely flinched at the villainess's tone and kept up her calm demeanor.
"Are you ok?" Dr. Director asked, not really knowing where to start with the raven-haired woman. She was glad that she was able to step away and have a few minutes to talk to Shego in private, but she didn't have a plan on how she was going to approach her.
"Of course, I'm doing fabulous, isn't it obvious?" Shego answered sarcastically. She roughly gestured to her scarred neck that was somewhat covered by the stylish black choker wrapped around it.
"Oh lord, your neck. What happened?"
"Why the fuck does it matter so much to you?" Shego barked, her head pounding from the rage she was trying to suppress for Kim's sake. She wasn't trying to blow up the redhead's house with her fury. Like, literally blow it up.
"Shel-"
"Watch the name," Shego quickly interrupted with a threatening growl.
Her emerald glittered dangerously, and the head of Global Justice knew the villainess wasn't playing around. She wisely didn't continue what she was going to say.
"Ok, Shego," Dr. Director sighed. "It matters because I care."
"Bullshit."
"I do care about you, though. I'm so insanely relieved that you're alive and safe. You know that."
"No, I don't. I can never know with you," Shego snorted heatedly. "You didn't seem to care all that much when I was younger."
"I did and still do care, but the circumstances were different back then," Dr. Director argued.
"Oh really? How so?" Shego asked with mock interest.
"What you did before was wrong. I had no choice but to turn you in and stay on the right side of the law."
"Still got that idiotic idea that the world is split into two sides huh?" Shego sneered. "Everything's either right or wrong or good or bad with you. And I always fell into the wrong and bad category, haven't I?"
Dr. Director sighed, clenching her teeth with frustration. "Believe what you want, but it doesn't change the fact that I still care about you like my own daughter. I was worried sick while you were missing."
"Whatever. I don't need you or anyone to give a damn about me, because I don't give a damn about anyone else. I'm not a fucking kid anymore, Betty," Shego retorted furiously. She was having some serious déjà vu since they both had a similar conversation not even three weeks ago.
"You give a damn about Kim," Dr. Director pointed out knowingly, not wavering in the slightest by the younger woman's attitude.
"No, I don't," Shego protested as tiny wisps of green flames instinctively flickered around her fingertips. She hoped that her anger outweighed the slight embarrassment she was trying to press down.
"I've known you your whole life, Shego. I can tell that you do," Dr. Director stated, confident in her claim.
"You've barely even seen me for more than five minutes with Kimmie."
"True. But even in that short time, I saw something that I didn't think I'd see in you again."
"And what the hell is that?" Shego asked, clearly more than irked right now.
"Human compassion," Dr. Director answered wryly.
The pale villainess blinked, and she seemed off-put by those two words for a very brief moment. The green plasma that danced around her hands extinguished, and little ribbons of steam billowed into the still air as she stood rigidly.
"Shut up," Shego snapped, lacking anything more valid to respond with. "Cause' I don't care, I never cared, so just fucking drop it."
"Well, you're getting pretty upset for someone who doesn't care about her."
"Whatever," Shego huffed. Caring about people only led to heartache and emotional turmoil, she concluded. Mushy gushy feelings were never her forte anyway.
"Maybe it's time you stop lying," Dr. Director suggested gently.
Shego laughed, actually amused at the ridiculous suggestion. "Ha! Me? Stop lying?"
"I'm serious."
"Have you lost whatever mind you still had? I've always been a liar, Betty," Shego growled, her low voice bitter but slightly hurt and pained. "I'm a liar, a thief, a crook, a criminal, a villain… I'm always the bad guy, and clearing my record didn't change that."
"You're not a bad guy, Shego," Dr. Director assured. "But I meant you should stop lying to yourself."
"I'm not," Shego countered halfheartedly, but her reply lacked its usual snark and anger. She did seem to step back a little and consider Dr. Director's suggestion though.
"You've always been so stubborn. Even when you were five you didn't want to admit you needed training wheels to ride a bike," Dr. Director chuckled softly, reminiscing on the past when things were simpler.
"Did you come here just to fucking torture me with my past?" Shego asked, feeling her anger start to simmer once more. She instinctively covered her neck with a hand, shielding the most sensitive part from view. "Cause' DNAmy already tortured me enough."
Betty's expression softened, and she resisted the urge to hug the younger woman like she had when Shego was just a kid.
Before Dr. Director could ask any questions or offer any sympathy, Shego abruptly stopped her. "Don't. I don't wanna talk about it."
"Shego-" Dr. Director started.
"Bets, just leave me the hell alone," Shego's voice was close to a groan as she dropped her head back into her hands.
Thinking about her past just allowed bad memories to resurface which always resulted in a pounding migraine. It was making her head spin, and she could barely think straight.
"Hey, Shego-"
"What?!" Shego snarled and whipped her head around vexedly.
Strands of long, raven hair were whips as they slashed the air with her sudden turn. She was greeted with a stunned Kim, who was standing at the kitchen entrance, flinching from the villainess's sudden outburst. Shego's anger almost immediately dissipated as she realized that it was actually Kim who spoke her name.
"Oh, hey Princess," Shego sighed, her voice low and slightly sheepish. "I didn't realize it was you."
"That's alright," Kim gave a light laugh and relaxed her tense shoulders. "I thought you were mad at me for a second."
"No no, you're not the one I'm mad at, Pumpkin," Shego assured, looking pointedly at Dr. Director with narrowed emerald eyes.
The head of Global Justice ignored the obvious implication and turned towards Kim. "What can I do for you?"
"Nothing at the moment, sorry for interrupting," Kim apologized, looking between Shego and Dr. Director.
"No need to be sorry, Kim. This is your house after all," Dr. Director reminded. "If anything, I'm the one interrupting your morning."
"You aren't, ma'am. You're always welcome here," Kim said reassuringly. "I was just going to get a glass of water for Will. He went on this long rant about me being irresponsible and impulsive, so now his throat's dry."
"That son of a bastard's still going on about that shit?" Shego scowled as Kim shrugged. "When I'm through with him, there's gonna be a lot more than just his throat that's dry."
"I don't appreciate you making threats on my best field agent, Shego," Dr. Director chided.
"Does it look like I care?" Shego scoffed. "You're the boss of your little do-gooder operation, so tell Will to fucking leave Kimmie alone."
"You just bound an insult and an order into one sentence. And you expect me to listen to it?" Dr. Director asked with an arched eyebrow. She wasn't looking to start an argument with the pale thief, but she wanted to test the waters.
"You better. The kid's already been yelled at by her parents. She doesn't need Will to add to her stress," Shego declared, seething at Dr. Director's seemingly indifference. Tiny sparks of jade plasma ignited around her fingers, catching Kim's attention.
I'll be in even more trouble with my parents if Shego burns the house down!
"Shego, it's alright," Kim was by Shego's side in an instant, feeling apprehensive that the older woman might erupt in fury. Literally. "It's so not the drama."
Kim rested her hand comfortingly on Shego's arm, a gesture that the redhead found worked wonders in calming the villainess down. Shego visibly relaxed at the gentle touch, and she exhaled deeply to extinguish her flames again. Ever since DNAmy had messed with her emotions and powers, it was so much harder to control her temper, and ultimately, her plasma.
Then, Shego did what Dr. Director never expected from the hardheaded villainess, who was more stubborn than a mule. She yielded and backed down from the argument like she was throwing in the towel and willingly handing Dr. Director the victory.
"Yeah, you're right. It's not like Will's staying forever," Shego concluded, letting her anger deflate.
"Exactly. He said he and Dr. Director need to get back to headquarters in a few minutes anyway," Kim nodded.
"Oh, I meant on this planet, not just your house. It's good to know natural selection might take him out one day," Shego snickered nefariously.
"Shego," Kim scolded, her tone stern but olive eyes playful.
"I'm just saying." Shego shrugged with a lighthearted expression. "It's survival of the fittest, not survival of the people who actually read the 'Terms of Service.'"
Dr. Director blinked in surprise at the small exchange between hero and villain, started by the simplest of gestures. Though her face remained even with a tiny amused smile, the astonishment in her dark eye was as clear as the black eye patch she was sporting.
Kim left to get the water she was intending to retrieve, but Dr. Director hastily stopped her before she returned to the living room.
"Er- Shego, could you bring Will his water please?" Dr. Director asked politely.
"Why can't Kimmie do it? She was gonna do that anyway," Shego pointed out.
"I'd like to speak with Kim for a moment in private."
Shego's calm and content expression dropped thirty degrees, and her face contorted into its usual deep frown. She was clearly unhappy to have to spend more time with the Global Justice Agent than necessary.
"Fine. I'd be happy to shove the water up his uptight ass," Shego said through grit teeth.
She shot the brunette a look that would've made plants wilt but grudgingly snatched the glass from Kim.
"Thank you," Dr. Director smiled.
"Natural selection's comin' for ya too, old lady," Shego sneered under her breath as she brushed past Dr. Director, who ignored the comment. She stomped into the living room while clutching the glass of water in a death grip.
"I've never seen Shego's mood change that quickly before," Dr. Director commented once the villainess was out of earshot.
"It's been harder to control her temper and mood swings after uhm- everything that happened with DNAmy," Kim finished quietly.
"Well, I'm glad you have that effect on her. I'll admit that in the years I've known her, I've never seen anyone who could calm her down like that," Dr. Director remarked, still baffled.
"I'm a Possible. I can do anything," Kim beamed from saying her tagline.
Dr. Director laughed. "After what I just saw? I really don't doubt that there's anything you can't do."
"Actually," Kim chuckled. "I can't cook for my life. And according to Shego, I'm terrible at Calculus and picking out clothes. So I guess my 'I can do anything' tagline is false advertisement."
That earned another laugh from Dr. Director, and she smiled a bit at the smaller redhead. "Shego cares a lot about you, you know. I may only have one eye, but I can see it clearly."
"She has an interesting way of showing it," Kim remarked with a smile of her own.
"She's an interesting person with interesting ways to show her interesting feelings."
"Well, the feeling's mutual," Kim admitted easily with a shrug. Hey, she really did care about the woman who she had almost killed not even five months ago.
"I figured since you risked your safety to rescue Shego. I'm assuming Will already grilled you with questions regarding your mission?" Dr. Director inquired.
"He did," Kim confirmed. "But my parents were going to make me tell you two what happened anyway, so it's no big."
"Mind filling me in?"
Kim nodded and proceeded to tell the older woman how Wade and her brothers managed to track Shego's heat signature. She revealed that DNAmy was the one who captured the villainess to run tests on her powers and that the geneticist was keeping Shego in an underground lab beneath a pet shop.
Though she didn't elaborate on the torture Shego suffered, Dr. Director already got a good idea from the visible burns and scars on the pale thief's neck. Kim finished with a brief retelling of her, Ron's, and Monique's successful plan of breaking Shego out.
Dr. Director was slightly bewildered when Kim had finished her story, and she took a few long seconds to absorb everything.
"Oh my…" Dr. Director looked aghast as she ran a hand through her short, chocolate hair. "And you say DNAmy was collecting information on Shego's powers for another villain?"
"To Shego's knowledge, yes," Kim answered.
"Any idea who?"
Kim shook her head sadly as the older woman sighed.
"You could've called Global Justice for help once you had learned of Shego's location. We would have been more than willing to assist," Dr. Director informed.
"I understand, but things worked out in the end, didn't they?" Kim only smiled. She didn't like having to rely on other people, especially professionals like Global Justice when she was more than capable of facing danger by herself or with her loyal partner Ron.
"Luckily, but this doesn't sound like your typical 'let's take over the world' evil scheme," Dr. Director stated. "I'll head back to headquarters and prepare a team to examine the site. Could you send me the address please?"
Kim nodded and shared the coordinates of DNAmy's hideout. They both went back out to the living room to see Shego practically pulling her hair out just from staying in Will's proximity. He was reciting laws and regulations that she was trying to tune out.
"Agent Du, I believe it's time we head back to HQ. Kim needs to get to school, and we need to prepare a team," Dr. Director proclaimed as Will eagerly stood up.
Shego raised an eyebrow at that, but she decided to question it later because the amount of relief in knowing the Global Justice agents were leaving was overwhelming.
"Understood, chief," Will saluted and said a terse farewell to everyone before walking to the front door.
"With luck, I hope a bird shits on your prissy uniform," Shego muttered evilly as the lean, young man passed her.
He scowled at her but didn't respond, keeping his head held high as he looked down at the villainess disdainfully.
"Thank you for the tea, Ann and James. You've been more than hospitable as always," Dr. Director nodded gratefully.
"Of course, Betty. Feel free to stop by anytime," Ann smiled.
Dr. Director's farewell was brief, but she didn't leave without casting Kim and Shego a small, warm smile. It's been so long since the pale villainess had made a friend, Dr. Director realized. The two younger girls glanced at each other in confusion before shrugging the matter off.
"Well, Will was certainly an interesting young man," Ann mused once the Global Justice agents were gone.
"If by 'interesting' you mean insanely annoying, then yeah, I totally agree," Shego replied dryly.
Seems like everyone's annoying to Shego. Am I a pest to her too? Hmm, I guess not since she doesn't mind hanging around me and voluntarily does so often.
"Dear lord. What're we going to do with you, Kim?" Ann asked lowly, mostly to herself. She had to remind herself that her daughter was still a teenager, meaning she was subject to caving into her impulsive emotions when they were strong enough. There was no need to stay mad at her for too long though. Kim was already stressed, and both parents understood that.
"Love and support me?" Kim answered with an impish, hopeful smile.
"That's a good idea, Kimmie-cub. I think you should start getting ready for school in the meantime, though. You don't want to be late," James reminded.
"Breakfast will be ready in 15," Ann informed.
Kim nodded and climbed up the stairs, Shego following close behind. Their trek was stopped short, however, by the Possible twins charging downstairs like a herd of rampaging elephants. They caught sight of Kim and Shego and stopped abruptly, blocking the girls' path.
"Morning Tweebs," Kim greeted, trying to move around them.
"Hey, Kim and Shego," Jim and Tim grinned in unison.
"Out of the way, boys. Kimmie's gonna be late for prison- uh- I mean school," Shego ordered tiredly.
"Say, Kim," Tim drawled, ignoring Shego's command. "Why was Shego in your room last night?"
"How the hell do you know where I am or am not? You got a tracking chip wired in me or something?" Shego's question was supposed to be sarcastic, but she couldn't help but wonder if the twins really did have a way of knowing her location at all times. After all, that's how Kim had found her back when she was trapped in DNAmy's lab.
"No no, we would never do that," Jim assured, waving his hands frantically to furthermore prove his point.
"We were awake when we saw you go in last night," Tim explained with a cheeky smirk.
"Boys, it's not like what you're thinking about," Kim informed with an exasperated sigh. She didn't bother telling them that Shego had been sneaking into her room every night. They would undoubtedly get the wrong idea and tease the girls about it.
"So sis, you gonna share all the details?" Jim asked, mimicking his brother's expression.
"Yeah, don't leave anything out. I bet it was freaky, hot, sweaty-" Tim started but was quickly cut off by Kim.
"TWEEBS!" Kim exclaimed, mortified by what they thought she did with Shego last night.
And what they were thinking about didn't involve sleep.
Did they seriously think Shego and I- what the hell?!
"Nothing happened last night other than sleeping," Kim flushed a tiny bit when she remembered how close she was pressed up against Shego. She was basically cuddling her like a giant plush toy.
"Really?" The twins asked in unison skeptically.
"Yes. Shego just feels more comfortable in my room, that's it," Kim stated firmly.
"You feel more comfortable sleeping next to Kim?" Jim asked the villainess in amusement.
"Fuck off," Shego snapped, not really knowing what else to respond with. She actually did feel more comfortable sleeping with Kim next to her. A very faint green had spread across her cheeks from the accusation, but she hoped her irritation concealed it.
"Hey, leave Shego alone," Kim defended, shooting her younger brother's a glare they knew they should be taken seriously. Kim knew the older woman was embarrassed to show any weakness, no matter how pointless, whatsoever to the redhead.
She was a proud and independent warrior, who hated to admit she had a hard time falling asleep by herself. It wasn't helping that the twins were mocking her about it.
"Whatever you say, sis," the boys shrugged.
"Now let us through and go get ready for school," Kim ordered. "Mom's making breakfast right now."
The twins complied and moved out of the way so the older girls could go back to Kim's room. As Shego passed by, though, Jim and Tim made some very suggestive expressions and gestures to which the villainess snarled at. Before she could lash out any threats, the boys snickered and scurried downstairs like the mischievous imps they were.
Shego's face contorted into a deeper frown as she sat on the edge of Kim's bed. The teen hero was brushing her wild, red hair since she hasn't had time to do so before Dr. Director and Will showed up.
"Don't mind the boys, they just like to stick their noses where they're not welcomed," Kim said with a small laugh.
"I'd be happy to burn their noses right off," Shego muttered.
"Do that and they'd probably find a way to mechanically engineer new, better noses."
"Hm, how can two people that smart be that dumb and annoying?" Shego sighed but then remembered something. "Speaking of dumb and annoying, was Betty bothering you?"
"Nah, Dr. Director just wanted to know what happened and the coordinates of DNAmy's hideout," Kim replied.
"And did you give it to her?" Shego asked, narrowing her alert emerald eyes suspiciously.
"Yeah," Kim shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. And to her, it wasn't.
Shego on the other hand, obviously thought otherwise.
"Princess, why did you do that?!" Shego exclaimed incredulously even though she expected the answer. She jumped to her feet and looked at the redhead with a wild, panicked look in her sparkling eyes.
"Huh?" Kim was dumbfounded to what she did wrong. "Global Justice can help. They have more specially trained agents who know what they're doing."
"Yeah, specially trained agents who know what they're doing with guns."
Kim looked taken aback for a second, and she set down her hairbrush. The realization was starting to sink in, and she swallowed dryly.
"Lucifer is still with that lunatic bitch! What do you think Global Justice will do when they see a scared 800-pound mutant scorpion tiger going on a rampage?!" Shego asked, feeling her anger boil. She was mostly scared over mad though, but she hoped that her apprehension was masked by rage.
"Shoot it," Kim said quietly, feeling an emotion she wished she wouldn't have to feel for another lifetime. Guilt.
"No shit, Kimmie! You led them right to him! They're gonna fucking kill him!" Shego's voice was close to a shout as her hands suddenly engulfed with green plasma.
It was so strong, due to Shego's strong emotions, that Kim felt the heat and had to scramble back. Squinting her olive eyes against the light, she could see the jade fire had traveled up the pale thief's arms. She prayed nothing in her room caught fire, but luckily Shego had stepped away from her bed and wasn't standing too close to anything easily flammable.
"Shego, plasma!" Kim shrieked in a warning tone, staring at the older woman's enraged face and growing flames.
Shego's breathing slowed as she looked around, almost in confusion. She looked as if she didn't know she just burst into a ball of green energy.
She immediately spotted Kim's nervous, and almost scared face, backing away from her. Looking down at herself, the villainess extinguished her flames and felt a twinge of guilt.
Kim looked at her hesitantly, fully expecting Shego to launch a plasma ball at her in the rage she was in.
"It's ok, Kimmie," Shego sighed, her expression softening and turning downcast. "I-I didn't mean to combust, my powers just respond to my emotions more than I'd like them to."
"I thought you were going to barbecue me," Kim admitted, taking a tentative step closer to Shego.
"No, it was instinctive, and I lost control for a second there," Shego explained but then added in a low whisper. "I'd never hurt you."
Kim blinked, unable to fight the small smile creeping onto her face, and she stepped a bit closer so that she could feel the warmth radiating off of Shego's arms.
"I'd never hurt you either," Kim said softly, causing Shego's face to lighten slightly.
The fading heat still lingered in the air, and beads of sweat dotted the edges of the teen's forehead. A few papers on her desk were singed at the edges, but that was the least of her worries right now.
Kim pulled Shego into a small hug, hoping it would soothe the obviously distraught superpowered woman. It was evident the villainess was just stressed, and sometimes all someone needs when they're distressed, is a hug. Shego surprisingly returned the embrace and hoped it voiced the words she could not, mainly 'I'm sorry.'
"I'm sorry for telling Dr. Director. I really didn't think about the fact that they had guns," Kim apologized sincerely as she pulled back.
"It's ok, I can understand how you forgot. I guess you couldn't have said no either, that would've been kinda weird," Shego nodded and accepted the apology. "But we have to go. Now."
"School?"
"Nope," Shego's grim face hardened into that of steely determination. "Back to DNAmy's lab to steal the giant litter box and kick the bitch's ass before Global Justice beats us to it."
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Author's notes: gAsp more backstory on Shego and Dr. Director's past? More will be revealed later on!