A lil M-rated. –N
Never did Shego think she would be helping Kim Possible find an outfit for her daughter's Earth Day party at school, but here she was. Kim had called her earlier that week in a panic after realizing not a thing she owned was green. Luckily for Kim, "green" was pretty much Shego's entire wardrobe.
"Thanks for letting me raid your closet," Kim said, taking a shirt off a wire hanger.
"No problem," Shego called from the bedroom. She turned a page of her magazine and paused. That was kind of cute –
"Uh, Shego? What's this?" Kim's voice pulled Shego from her thoughts and over to the closet, where Kim was peering in a wooden box on the top shelf. Shego froze, recognizing the box immediately and Kim frowned at her expression. "Look, I trust you. I do. But maybe not a good look for former villains to keep weapons like these in the house?"
Shego's whole face flushed. "Uh, Kimmie, those aren't, um, weapons."
"What do you mean they aren't weapons?" Kim reached in to remove one and Shego snatched the box from her hands.
"They're, um, not … They're sex toys, ok?"
"O-Oh." Kim's eyes grew wide and her own cheeks grew uncomfortably warm. "I … Oh."
"Yeah. Um. You got a shirt, right?"
"I, uh, I think I'll just swing by Club Banana. Uh. Thanks though." Carefully, Kim replaced the shirt between the others she'd been looking at and inched past Shego, who was looking rather red for once.
As Kim ran for the door, Drakken swung it open. "Oh. Hello." Kim scurried past him without a word, slamming the door behind her.
Drakken frowned and shook his head. "What did I do?"
