Author's note:
April 2020 (the exact date is uncertain):
The UK had been in lockdown for three weeks, my wife and I were stuck working from home, I'd completed both Metroid Prime and Super Metroid and we had just finished the last episode of the third old cartoon series we had watched on Disney+. It should have ended there... it did end there. Kim Possible was over. Yet I was not satisfied. Something was not right; something was bothering me... why the hell had Kim and Shego not become an item! On the surface, the answer to this was obvious. This was a cartoon made for children back in the early 2000s by Disney. Ergo, there was no way in hell that two women would ever have been allowed to show any romantic feelings towards one another. Oh, and there was also that small, tiny matter of them being hero and villain; rivals... nemeses. And nemeses, of course, can never, ever fall in love with one another, right? I mean that would be both completely bonkers and lay waste to the entire hero/villain dichotomy.
Perhaps I should have just accepted that fact. Or maybe even listened to the draconian viewpoint of Disney; that two woman... yeah, I'm not even going to finish that sentence because of just how wrong it is; LGBTQ+ power! Anyway, the point is, maybe I should just have accepted things as they were. Let heroes and villains remain on their respective sides of the coin. What I certainly should not have done was turn to the internet. For when you turn to the internet, all self-control goes right out the window. Worse yet, I was diving into the world of fanfiction, something I had not done in years and alas, I had forgotten just how damn addictive that stuff can be, especially in waters as deep as the ship known as KiGo...
At this point in my tale I should probably let you in on a little secret; I'm an author... shhh, don't tell anyone. I also happened to be an author without an active project. About a month prior, I had just finished writing a 250K word fanfiction, which I hadn't exactly planned on writing in the first place! It had left me feeling very fatigued by the end and even a month later, I was still not feeling the drive to return to the sequel to my novel, thus found myself strangely un-busy, creatively speaking. Now, it is probably also important to tell you that I'd been thinking about Kim and Shego... a lot. And I had started to come up with a couple of ideas for how a relationship between them could start, what it would be like and some other relevant stuff, notably involving a three-letter word beginning with s and ending in x… dammit, how did you all guess I have a sax fetish! Regardless, I had already categorically decided that I was not going to write a Kigo fanfic, it just wasn't happening. I would simply read some fanfics and that would sate my need to write Kim and Shego. Besides, someone else had already written a fantastic work that I was thoroughly enjoying and already considering as the cannon continuation of... WAIT, WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE STORY HAS BEEN ABANDONED!
April 12th 2020:
It was mid-afternoon and I was devastated. I had reached the end of the story I'd been engrossed in for days; that I felt served as an excellent continuation to the show and which had slowly been developing a relationship between Kim and Shego, only to discover it had been abandoned. What the hell was I supposed to do now? The story couldn't just end there! I drifted from one-shot to one-shot, possibly glanced at a few longer works for the rest of the day but could still not scratch that itch I felt. Maybe sleep would help and in the morning it would be gone... it didn't go away.
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April 13th 2020:
It was late evening. The author's wife was busy doing... something, he had no idea what, which left him alone in the living room with his PS4, turntable, laptop and an itch that had still not gone away. He thought about putting a video game on, then an LP, but somehow found himself sitting in the armchair with his laptop on his knees.
"Surely a one-shot won't hurt?" the author's devil's advocate said inside his head. "Just a single chapter where Kim and Shego meet in a bar, chat for a while and then maybe go off and sleep together, done."
But I've got a novel to be writing, the author replied firmly. Entangled needs some serious attention. I've got to decide on whether it is going to be split into two novels or not.
"Of course it does, but you need to take time to seriously consider such a huge decision and it's best to wait until you figure all that out before you write anymore of it," the devil's advocate said softly, perfectly aware that the situation required delicate handling and coaxing.
The author busied himself with his headphones and selecting some music to put on, trying to dodge the subject entirely. However, he eventually replied, in somewhat of a whine, but I'm really in the mood to write now, blissfully unaware that he'd just fallen squarely into the pitfall trap.
"Exactly. You want to write right now but shouldn't write any of Entangled. So, why not write a KiGo one-shot? I promise it'll be fun." The devil's advocate then added sneakily, "it'll even allow you to try out that new method for writing characters thought processes that you've been pondering for the past week, you know, the one with all the italics."
The author's resolve was already broken, as the laptop had been opened and a blank word document brought up. Ok, but just a one-shot, then we get back to Entangled.
"No problem; you're the boss." If the devil's advocate had possessed a face, it would have been wearing a slight smirk, as though it knew something the author did not.
Taking a deep breath, the author began to write...
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13th April 2021:
…And that's how it happened, more or less. One year ago today, after wrestling with myself over whether I should or should not, I started writing a KiGo one-shot... which quickly became three chapters... and then four... And as I have said in my author's notes previously, I quickly discovered that I had woefully underestimated the complexity of Kim and Shego as characters and their relationship. Which is why we are all sitting here today; one year on. This story has become something I would never have even dared to imagine when I sat down that night to write my one-shot. Having broken the 400K word mark in this update (the fact I've managed to write that amount of words in one year still boggles my mind), it has long since eclipsed the length of my previous longest work (250K) and is nowhere near done. For the most part (recent events aside) it has been an absolute joy to write and I have loved nearly every minute of it. And I have no regrets whatsoever about starting it. I have evolved as a writer and learned so much while writing it over this past year and for the first time, I feel like I have a writing style that is truly my own and that I love. So, I owe Kim and Shego a debt of gratitude that can only be repaid by continuing to write their story to its conclusion.
Of course, I also owe a debt of gratitude to you; my readers. You guys that have stuck with this story through its now 400K word length, put up with all the mad ramblings in my author's notes (see above for a prime example), the wall-hangers that I have occasionally left you on and my recent unplanned absence (a special thank you to everyone who got in touch to wish me well). So, to all of you across my three platforms, to my reviewers/commenter's, Kudos/vote givers, followers, subscribers and favouriters and to anyone who simply pops in now and then to read any updates I've posted, from the bottom of my heart, a massive thank you!
Now, it wouldn't be a birthday celebration without giving the birthday girl a present and what better present can I possibly give my story than some new chapters. So, let's get down to business. This update was originally going to be three chapters, but I have trimmed it down to two because these two chapters conclude the events that started three chapters ago (with Kim and Shego getting ready for their third non-date). As I said in my last author's note, these chapters were born from the smouldering embers of my creativity that remained after I finished the last update and the writing process became downright torturous by the end. However, after returning to them fully refreshed and with my creative fire re-lit and doing a lot of editing, they have turned out surprisingly well. Although I still hate the second one and never want to see it again, but that has nothing to do with the quality or content of it and everything to do with how much of a b*****d it was to fix. Seriously, when I eventually come to read this story from the start, I'll skip it.
Anyway, moving swiftly on. This first chapter; But we're lovely and drunk now, takes its title from the Deacon Blue song, The wildness and I think is fairly self-explanatory. So, welcome back everyone, get comfortable and enjoy.
And one last thing, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AND YOU AND I!
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Chapter twenty-five: But we're lovely and drunk now
It was in a perpetual state of giggly chatter that Kim and Shego walked in the direction of Middleton High. Both women in that strange state of drunkenness whereby they felt like their minds were hovering just above their bodies and that they were more observes to their actions than the ones actually carrying them out. With every step, their bodies swayed ever so slightly and on one occasion, Shego tilted a little too far off-axis, stumbled and had to grab Kim for support. However, given the hero and villain were in the same boat, this served only to destabilised Kim too and they both almost fell to the sidewalk. They both burst out laughing and joked about the apparent hilarity of the situation once they were upright and 'stable' once more. Naturally, they drew looks from passers-by, yet simply came across as a pair of friends that had drunk a little too much and were now presumably headed for home. Except home was the last thing on either woman's mind.
Reaching Middleton High, they veered off the sidewalk and across the grass, making their way around to the back of the building and the quiet of the playing fields. A waning crescent moon hung above them against a sheet of navy, speckled with stars and provided enough light for the hero and villain to see one another.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Kim asked, reiterating the same uncertainty from back in Spritzers; her speech both giddy and slightly slurred. "I mean, we are so completely drunk!" She staggered slightly as she tried to both turn to face her rival and take a step away at the same time.
"Yeah, yeah, this will be totally fine," Shego reassured, her voice unnaturally bright and upbeat.
Kim burst out laughing. "You sound so…" she paused as she struggled to remember the word, "…weird when you're drunk. Like someone's yanked the pole outta your ass and you're actually having… fun!"
"Like you're one to talk," Shego fired back indignantly. She swayed slightly as she tried to take up a starting position. "If it hadn't been for me, you'd still be sitting on a barstool drinking apple flavoured water!"
"That was like so seven weeks ago!" Kim called back. "If it hadn't been for me, you'd still be stuck in jail… with Bonnie!"
"Oh yeah," Shego yelled, "well if it hadn't been for me, you'd still think you liked boys!"
"Ok, that's it, Green Butt! You're going down!" Kim declared way too loudly and they were probably fortunate they'd chosen somewhere off the beaten track in which to dance.
"Green Butt, well, that's original," Shego mocked, her voice laden with sarcasm. "Couldn't think of a better insult, Carrot top?"
"How is that in any way better than what I said?" Kim replied indignantly, however, it took her several more seconds, combined with an intensive stare at the green-skinned woman for her to come up with, "Frog Face!"
Shego rolled her eyes. "Like I didn't hear that one every day during elementary school, Princess."
"Geeze, where have I heard that one before?" Kim mocked. "Can't come up with something original?" She was about to return fire but instead, burst out laughing.
A look of confusion spread over the villainess' face and she stared intently at her rival. "What's so funny?" she demanded, oblivious as to why the heroine only now found one of the age-old pet names she used for her so funny.
Through a continued bout of hysterics, Kim finally managed to blurt out, "the princess and the frog!"
A sour expression immediately formed on Shego's face. "Ok, that's it, Kimmie, you are so dead and like in the story, you're going to be the one kissing me."
"So, you're admitting that you're a frog," Kim quickly replied, a stupid grin dancing on her lips.
"Urgh!" Shego yelled and almost accidentally ignited her plasma. "That is it! I never used this one cos even I thought it was embarrassing, but you deserver this," she paused; a wicked grin flashing across her face, "Little Bubble Butt!"
Kim's cheeks turned scarlet on hearing the old nick-name her mom had called her when she had been a child and she could not stop herself from saying, "how do you know about that?"
An evil smirk now firmly planted on her face, Shego replied smugly, "that mother's day when you brought mommy along for the train ride. She called you it then, but even I had enough respect for you to never repeat it."
Feeling utterly embarrassed and internally cursing her mom for having called her that in front of Shego, Kim's eyes darted around; as her addled brain furiously tried to come up with another insult. Unfortunately, the only details upon which she could focus were the woman's green skin and raven hair and all that succeeded in doing was bringing to mind the cover of one of her Ash CD's, however, it proved to be enough. "At least I'm not the girl from Mars!"
Had she still been in school, Shego would have undoubtedly lashed out at her rival for that comment. In fact, like frog face, she'd had girl from Mars chucked at her during those days too. As it were and knowing that when sober, Kimmie would never use such nick-names, she found herself rolling her eyes again. "Seriously, Day Walker, can't you think of a single insult that doesn't revolve around my skin colour?"
"Can too!" Kim yelled somewhat childishly, though her mind was struggling to do so. Stalling for time, she then asked, "and what the hell is a Day Walker?"
"A ginger kid who can go out in daylight without fear of getting burned," Shego replied quickly, blissfully ignoring the fact that she too had used the hero's hair for more than one insult. She then fixed Kimmie with an intense stare. "Thinking time's over, Booger Breath."
Her brain hopelessly unable to think of anything remotely helpful, Kim's eyes darted around again in search of inspiration and resulted in her saying the only other thing she saw, "Grass… um…" a few seconds passed before she blurted out the first word that popped into her head, "…weed!"
Shego burst out laughing. "Not only does that make no sense as an insult, but grass is green, Turd Trousers! You're worse at this than Dr D is at taking over the world!"
Of all the insults her rival had tossed at her, to say she was worse at something than Dr Drakken was at taking over the world, proved to be the final straw for Kim. "That's it, Grass Weed," she declared, owning her new pet-name for the green-skinned woman and stumbling into a fighting stance, "I'm taking you down and then you're going to kiss me for thirty seconds, with tongue!"
"Bring it, Little Bubble Butt," Shego shot back, having a similar issue when it came to slipping into her guard.
From an outsider's perspective, it would have been nothing short of comical to watch the hero and villain stagger towards each other, both filled with a drunken and unfamiliar friendly intent to beat the other and claim the coveted kiss. When the two women finally stumbled into range, they had both veered off to opposite sides and so were now laterally several meters apart. It took each a moment to realise that they had gone off course and then to convert that discovery into a decision to turn around, let alone for them to complete the movement.
Given that she was still incensed over the comparison to Dr Drakken, Kim launched the first blow; a fore-fist-punch. However, due to her somewhat blurred vision, she had completely misjudged the distance and so her fist simply kept going… and going… and going, until she had gone beyond full reach and stumbled forward.
A laugh of amusement escaped from Shego's lips at the sight and she threw her own blow; a back-fist, which due to Kimmie's continued movement, sailed straight over the hero's head and caused her to twist around.
Unable to stop herself laughing at her own ineptitude to land the blow, Kim tried again; this time with an uppercut that she put far too much gusto into.
Shego saw the blow coming, but it was purely due to a lucky misplacement of her rear foot that she staggered backwards in time to avoid the blow.
Having missed her target, the twisting motion from Kim's uppercut caused her to keep turning and she could not control herself as her body spun around in the most comedic of fashions; causing her to feel more than a little dizzy.
Her mind not so far gone as to miss such a glaring opening, Shego managed to plant her rear foot and used the momentum to transition into a spinning-turning-kick. Except the speed of Kimmie's movement and resultant spin, had caused her to see multiple blurry copies of the hero and so she had to take a wild guess at the position of the real thing; she guessed wrong. Missing her target, Shego wound up spinning around like a kid had decided to use her as a Beyblade.
Bodies flailing out with their control, Kim and Shego simultaneously crashed to the dirt with a thud. "Oww!" they exclaimed in unison. Heads spinning and vision somewhat blurry, it took them a moment to even locate the other and longer still before the fuzzy doppelgangers merged with the originals once more, so their gazes could meet. However, when they did, they both burst out into a fit of hysterics.
"You couldn't even land a straight punch!" Shego finally exclaimed as she wiped away a tear of hilarity.
"Say's you!" Kim shot back. "You had a free hit and somehow still managed to send that back-fist over my head."
"I didn't see your uppercut hit anything but air!"
"And your intended target with that spinning-turning-kick was who exactly?"
"Ok, ok," Shego said, as she staggered to her feet. "Let's try this again."
Kim dusted herself off and stood up in a similarly unconvincing manner. "What do you have in mind?"
While they were both unquestionably standing, it should be noted that both Kim and Shego were now far less stable on their feet than they had been prior to their dizzy spins and subsequent visits to the turf. As it were…
Swaying too far to one side, Kim overcompensated, staggered and then fell onto her backside once more. "Oww," she exclaimed for the second time in as many minutes, the tone of her voice sounding more akin to that of a child than a twenty-year-old.
Shego shook her head. "If you can't stay on your feet, Princess, how are we supposed to dance?" Letting out a sigh, she offered her hand out to the fiery-haired-vixen, who she did not fail to notice looked quite cute with her hair somewhat tousled.
Kim reached out a hand to grab that of her rival's and succeeded in catching it on the third attempt. Shego than started to pull her upright, not realising that trying to pull someone else to their feet when she herself was unstable would only have one outcome. Halfway to her feet, the hero felt the villain lose her balance and a moment later, the green-skinned woman fell atop her.
"Ahhh!" Shego cried out in alarm when she felt her balance go and she toppled forwards.
Sprawling back to the grass, Kim could do nothing to stop the green-skinned woman form landing atop her. "Wah!" she exclaimed when her brain managed to process what was about to happen and get the relevant message to her mouth. "Owww!"
Cushioned by Kimmie, Shego landed with her face a mere inch from the ground. However, the sudden motion had made her feel dizzy again, so she lay somewhat dazed atop her rival.
After trying and failing to shift the villainess by her own strength, which seemed to have deserted her, Kim yelled indignantly, "Shego, get your heavy green butt off of me!" When she did not get an immediate response, she began lightly shoving at the woman's limp body.
Shego felt Kimmie's hands push at her torso and she sluggishly came back to herself. A few blades of grass tickled her nose and she instinctively jerked her head away from them. "What are you complaining about, Princess?" she asked, genuinely not seeing any issue with the situation.
"Your butt's heavy, get off!" Kim repeated indignantly, though there still maintained an air of playfulness about her tone.
Staring into Kimmie's eyes, a mischievous smile formed on Shego's face and in keeping with the nature of their altercation thus far, she proceeded to do something rather childish. Placing her hand over the hero's mouth, she replied, "sorry, Cupcake, I can't hear you. Can you speak up a bit?"
Kim let out a muffled yell of infuriation, "SHEHO, GEH OHFF!"
"Sorry, still can't hear you," Shego said again, cupping her free hand to her ear, "what was that?"
"GRRR!" Kim growled, however, instead of trying again, she chose to retaliate. Opening her mouth, she stuck out her hand and licked her tongue all over the palm of the green-skinned woman's hand.
"EWWW!" Shego exclaimed in an over-exaggerated manner and quickly removed her hand; in the same motion, she recoiled backwards and toppled over.
It took both women several moments to shakily start to climb to their feet. Had she been able to move quicker, Kim had fully intended to dive atop her rival to see how the woman liked her somewhat lighter butt sitting atop her. Alas, she had to settle for once more being able to stand, albeit somewhat unsteadily. As for Shego, she promptly wiped her wet palm on her romper when once more upright.
"Can we try that again," Kim said hopefully, common sense utterly failing to break through her giddy drunken haze and tell her that they should stop before they tried something even more idiotic.
Shego rolled her eyes. "Fine, but if you fall over again, I'm counting that as a win for me and so you'll have to kiss me."
"That's so unfair," Kim pouted.
"Tough. Now, you stand there," Shego said, struggling to keep herself upright, "and I'll stand here." She stepped forward a few paces towards Kimmie and stretched out an arm to touch the girl's uncovered shoulder. "See, now we can both reach one another."
"Great! Now I can hit you!" Kim exclaimed excitedly.
"On thre…" Shego began to say but was swiftly cut off when Kimmie threw a punch at her. Only by virtue of still having her hand on the hero's respective shoulder was she able to deflect the blow so that it caught her own. However, it still caused her to stagger slightly and she struggled to remain on her feet. "Hey, I'm not ready yet!"
"Sorry," Kim said with a cheeky smile, not sounding in any way sincere. "I got excited. Now can I hit you?"
"No, cos that counts as your turn!"
"Aww, no fair! Why do you always have to cheat me out of my turn?"
Shego rolled her eyes yet again. "How many times do I have to tell you, I'm the villain! The rules only exist so I can break them. However, that's beside the point, it's my turn by rights."
"How come you always get to be the villain!" Kim exclaimed, as though their encounters were simply a childish game of cops and robbers. "What if I wanted to be the bad guy for once?"
Unable to contain herself, Shego burst out laughing once more. "You, the bad guy!" she cried out through a fit of hysterics. "The prissy girl who's probably never so much as stolen a packet of gum wants to be the villain. You gotta do bad things to be the villain, Princess."
"Hey, I broke you out for Jail!" Kim said hotly, common sense having abandoned her yet again. "That was pretty bad."
Shego thought about this for a moment. Though the word thought would probably be a very generous descriptor for the manner in which she stood without saying anything and her brain provided her with precious little. "Ok, Kimmie, you can be the bad guy, but you gotta do summin really bad, like rob a bank or steal a priceless diamond."
"I can't do that!" Kim yelled in alarm. "I'm a…"
"…Hero," Shego finished for her with a grin. "Doy, Princess, that's why you can't be the villain. That's my job."
"Awww," Kim huffed, her brain unable to properly process the simple fact that, if she was not willing to do villainous things, she couldn't be the villain. "Fine. You would have been a sucky hero anyway," she then added and childishly stuck out her tongue. "Now can I hit you?"
In her drunken state, Shego lacked the capacity to stop herself retorting, "hey, I was a damn good hero until I quit Team Go!"
If she had been sober, that small nugget about her rival's past would have been an invaluable addition to the jigsaw puzzle Kim had been painstakingly constructing for several years now. For, on the rare occasions it had cropped up, Shego had always been derisive and dismissive with regards to her time as part of Team Go. Alas, it failed to properly register with her, as her mind was now fixated on one thing, "do I get to hit you?" she asked again.
"No," Shego admonished. "I already told you, it's my turn." Without warning, she threw a knife-hand towards her rival's head, however, the movement was sluggish and it lacked any real power.
Too late did Kim see the blow coming and despite its relatively slow pace, she could not even decide if she should block or dodge before it caught her in the temple. "Oww!" she yelped on feeling a throb. While the alcohol in her system had dulled the pain, the strike still rattled her brain around inside her head and she immediately felt dizzy. Staggering in all directions, it was a miracle she managed to stay on her feet. It took her several moments to recover and for there to be only one Shego standing before her. "No fair! You didn't give me a chance to block it!"
"It's not my fault if you're too slow!" Shego retorted and couldn't help but smile.
"You suck!" All sense of etiquette having been washed down the drain by the alcohol, Kim retaliated with a palm-heal. Still struggling with her hand-eye coordination, her aim went astray and so instead of catching her rival in the sternum, she instead hit her left breast.
"Hey!" Shego said indignantly. "We're supposed to be fighting, you sneaky little pervert. No groping!"
While her blow had been very sluggish and thus her palm remained in contact with her rival's breast far longer than it normally would have, Kim had already started to withdraw it when she heard Shego's words, which caused her to burst into a fit of hysterics. "Sorry, Shego," she said in the same light and unapologetic tone from before, "but you have been drawing attention to them all night."
"You get to look, not touch!" Shego retorted, her cheeks having turned the colour of moss and had she the capacity, she would have counted herself fortunate that it was too dark for her rival to see the change. "And especially not when you're being so ham-fisted. My girls deserve to be treated properly."
Kim simply blew her rival a raspberry.
Infuriation overcoming her, Shego snapped. "Argh!" she yelled and dived at the fiery-haired vixen.
Unable to react quickly enough, Kim felt the green-skinned woman cannon into her and both hero and villain tumbled to the grass. "Ooof!"
Landing on top, Shego scrambled to an upright position and made a grab for Kimmie's wrists, but failed to catch them. This resulted in the pair batting at each other's hands in a rather slap-stick manner. "Hold still, dammit!" she cursed, successfully catching the hero's left wrist and making her grip stick. "Once I pin you, you're going to give me that kiss!"
Her free hand flapping this way and that, Kim attempted to liberate her other one but succeeded only in getting her wrist captured. "Aww, no fair!" she pouted; her hands quickly getting shoved to the ground above her head.
"Tough titties," Shego laughed and brought her knees up so that they pressed down on her rival's upper arms. This also served to squash Kimmie's small breasts together. "You lose. Now you have to Kiss me."
While the outcome of the wager would be the same; regardless of who won, the level of competition between them compelled Kim not to submit. "Have you never watched wrestling," she replied with a heap of sass, "you have to pin me for a count of…" and she threw her feet overhead, her knees hitting into her rivals back as she exclaimed, "three!"
Caught unawares, the blow to her back unbalanced Shego and she fell forwards; knees slipping off of Kimmie's upper arms. Next second, she felt the hero's now free hands catching her by the waist and toss her overhead. "Ahhh," she exclaimed when she hit the grass and skidded for a few inches. As quickly as her drunken self would allow, she pulled herself to her knees and twisted around to face her rival. "Ok, Princess, now you're gonna get…"
Having scrambled onto her front, Kim had raised her head, saw the green-skinned woman start to rise and dived at her. Crashing into the villain, she landed on top but winded herself in the process. "Ooof," she exhaled when they hit the ground once more.
What little wind Shego had managed to recover was immediately knocked out of her the moment Kimmie flattened her. When she could finally see straight, she realised the hero still lay atop her. "Dammit, Princess, get your heavy butt off of me!"
When she heard her rival's words, Kim could not help herself and began to giggle uncontrollably.
"What's so funny?" Shego demanded, as she tried to summon the strength to shift the hero from atop her.
It took Kimmie several moments before she managed to reply, "your butt is waaaay bigger than mine!" Another bout of giggling followed this remark through which she somehow managed to say, "and you know what else are bigger…"
Shego's cheeks burned dark green once more when she realised what Kimme was about to refer to. "Can't you keep your mind off my breasts for two minutes?"
"I would if you'd stop drawing attention to them?" Kim said again; still giggling. "However, I bet the real reason you always lost to me when we wrestled like this was because you couldn't stop thinking about the fact mine were pressed up against you."
"ARGH!" Shego yelled as she wrapped her arms around Kimmie's back and forcibly rolled them over, only she put too much effort into the movement that she could not stop once she'd managed to get on top.
Uncontrollably, the hero and villain continued to roll and wrestle one another for dominance. Arms flapping wildly, the pair eventually separated and the hero rolled an extra half-turn, resulting in them lying side by side on their backs; both somewhat dazed and now completely spent. After a moment or two, they lazily allowed their heads to flop so that they could see one another. Their gazes finally met and for a heartbeat, both tried to look serious, then they simultaneously burst out laughing.
"We were so totally awesome!" Kim exclaimed.
"We could totally have taken on anyone tonight," Shego said in agreement.
"Yeah. We could have taken out an entire army of monkey ninjas!"
"Those Lorwardian bum-holes wouldn't have stood a chance if they'd shown up tonight!"
A thought then occurred to Kim and she let out a disappointed, "aww. Neither of us won. So, who has to kiss who?"
"Umm…" Shego began, struggling to come up with a solution, "…maybe…" the words died on her lips.
"…maybe…" Kim tried to pick up for her, but her brain had run out of steam and her eyes had already started to roll.
With their weirdest of dances having sapped the last of their energy and the adrenaline having rapidly drained, both hero and villain were succumbing to the inevitable state that anyone who has consumed far too much alcohol eventually reaches; unconsciousness. Cheesy smiles plastered on their faces, Kim's right and Shego's left hand formed into fists and then flopped around for a few moments before they managed to bump them together. They then unclenched and unintentionally, Kim's hand came to rest atop Shego's. A single wordless thought passed between them, tonight was fun, before exhaustion claimed them both and they descended into the darkness of unconsciousness.