Boilerplate Disclaimer: The various characters from Kim Possible are all owned by Disney the great and powerful. Any and all registered trade names property of their respective owners. Cheap shots at celebrities constitute fair usage.

This is planned as a one-shot, unless inspiration hits.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you

Everybody's Looking for Something

Shego's phone rang in the middle of Drakken's rant, and the typical day exploded into the wildly unusual. At any given moment, of any given day, odds were that Drakken would be engaged in a rant – telling Shego of his latest plan for world domination. On an average day Shego's phone never rang. Three people knew her number, one of them Drakken. A phone call represented a wrong number or a robo-call: possibly an insurance company or political candidate.

Shego glanced at the phone. Caller ID would reveal if the call came from either of the other two she would accept. Caller unknown. She mentally guessed, "Insurance agent."

Faced with the choice of annoyances, a scum-sucking bottom feeder or listening to the man who signed her paychecks extol his own brilliance, the green woman went with the lesser evil.

"Hold that thought," Shego told Drakken. "Need to take this." She hit the green accept icon on the phone, "Hello?"

"Hello, Shego?"

Shego stared in amazement at the phone. "Who the hell is this?" The voice sounded familiar, but over the phone it was so out-of-context she couldn't identify the caller. "Yes... Who is this?"

"Kim."

Shego wracked her brain. She could think of one Kim, and that Kim would not be calling her – certainly not on a private number she didn't know. What Kim was Shego forgetting? On the other hand, the voice might belong to Kim Possible... The pope announcing his marriage seemed more likely. "Hold on, I need to find a place with more privacy to talk." She looked over at Drakken to see if he'd heard her say she needed greater privacy.

"Who is it?" the blue man asked.

"Wrong number."

"You're walking away from me to take a wrong number?"

"Keep the rant going without me, I can pick it up again when I get back."

Shego exited the lab and spoke into the phone again, "Okay, Kim who?"

"Kim Possible."

"How did you get this number?"

"Wade found it for me."

"Wade? Your pet nerd?"

"The genius who works with us."

"Okay, that's how you got my number. Why the hell did you call me?"

"About four months ago I had a call... I mean, Wade had a call, and he contacted me. Some employee who'd been fired managed to steal a lot of film that had been shot for a movie. And the studio set up a ride for me and–"

"I hate to break in, Princess, but you're sounding like Drakken."

"How am I sounding like Drakken? I thought all he talked about were his plans for taking over the world."

"But the point is that he talks, and talks, and talks, and never gets to a point that makes sense. Now, every now and then, I tolerate it from him – 'cause he pays me. I assume you're not paying me to hear you ramble."

"Okay, well Ron and I got this ride out to Hollywood, and Wade had traced where the guy who got fired was, and Ron and I crashed in and we–"

"And you saved the day. The studio shouted 'Glory Hallelujah'. Ron suggested you head off into the sunset, and you pointed out you'd drown in the Pacific if you did that. I told you to make it short."

"Fine. Here's the skinny. The film I rescued was for a movie called Halcyon Holiday. And the studio was so grateful for our work they called and said I could attend the world premiere – and take a friend!"

"So, you called to brag you're going to a world premiere?"

"No, I called to see if you wanted to go with me."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. They thought I'd go with Ron, but he isn't interested in the movie. And my friend Monique is saving for college and won't take time off work."

"So you called your worst enemy?"

"We have similar tastes in movies."

"We don't have similar tastes in movies."

"We enjoy the same things."

"We're nothing alike."

"We enjoyed the Memo Pad together."

"And you think just because Halcyon Holiday has the same director and writer I'm going to like it?"

"I didn't mention the director and writer. You're following the publicity! You're looking forward to it! You want to see it."

Shego hesitated. She would owe Kim if she accepted the invitation. But she wanted to see Halcyon Holiday. Shego thought of an additional benefit. She contributed to the discussions at Film Fan dot Net. There was some annoying contributor who called herself (or possibly himself) Cathy Can-Do. Little Miss Can-Do had been enthusing about Halcyon Holiday for weeks. If Shego watched the premiere she would be in a position to offer her review on FF.N before her rival. "Okay," she admitted. "I do want to see it. But with you? Really?"

"If you want to see the premiere, you think you're going to get an offer from anyone else?"

"Well... No."

"So, would it hurt that much to say, 'Gee, Kim, thanks. I'd love to go'?"

Shego gritted her teeth, "Gee, Kim, thanks. I'd love to go... I need a better script writer. Premiere is at Key West next month, the ninth, right?"

"You really are following the film."

"You already established that. Where should I meet you in Key West?"

"Uh, actually... I'm needing to hitch a ride with you. When can you pick me up?"