Chapter 3: Giving up
Day 3
Buffoon Magician POV
That has to be the best sleep I've ever gotten. Is this why heating blankets and pads is loved so much? I can definitely get used to this…. Yeah right it's questionable if it will last a week let alone making this last long term… sleeping together with Shego. A sentence that should never really be thought of by an early riser currently a few inches from poking a bear. The early riser really needs to calm down. Training in Yamanouchi taught a lot of things. From pressure points to sneaking to how to control the blood flow to stop certain body functions and I wish nothing more right now that I knew how to control it fully…… Wait I don't remember laying down or having Shego lay...Ugh why did Shego have to find out about my secret. It's not like I can help it and I hate that I can't help it. Ugh even my thoughts ramble. I can't help the fact that the first thing I'm attracted to is someone's ass. I'm the catcher and mascot for a cheerleader squad. All I see for hours five days a week is amazingly toned legs and cheeks every time a skirt is ruffled. Wasn't having access to something supposed to make you desire it less? I mean I've never grabbed anything on purpose or done anything with any of the girls. I'd never take advantage of saving someone from injury, not to say it hasn't happened. It's not like I can pop MMP everytime someone slips and have them land on my back everytime. Ugh I can feel the monkey fire in me shiver with my thoughts… no go back to be suppressed. The only person I've actually had to catch without regard to where my hands went was Hope. She'd have probably been out the rest of her life if she had landed on her back or her legs that day. She was definitely hard headed. How far she was into the food chain ideology and her butt matched her head's density. Like geez I can catch an entire cheerleader but her hard as diamonds butt bruised my ribs and crushed my thumb. I wonder what Shegos... wait….Was Shego offering for me to feel hers yesterday? Her chest I know she was joking. The front of her jumpsuits tattered but she still put my hand on the bit of fabric to remain so no skin to skin contact there. She was fully going to sit on my lap there expecting for me to react. Did she really want to win the game that badly or was it some cruel payback for making her hiccup? I should add a rule no touching below the belt….then again no no bad thoughts this is the rival of your best friend it doesn't matter how beautiful or how badly I've crushed ughhh just leave me alone brain.
I feel Shego grab my hand and guide it somewhere as soon as she places it I know and god oop I mean gosh it's so soft I barely can control it from poking Shego in the stomach. No way I can let this opportunity or this counter attack pass. I pinch Shego as hard as I can "EEEK"...I just pinched Shego not on her cheek but right in the middle...No way to see the headbutt coming or stop it from shattering my train of thought since my eyes are still closed. I swear she just fractured my jaw accidentally. I can practically feel the death stare drilling holes in my eyelids so I put on my most innocent smile and open my eyes.
The absolute death looking at me almost made me pass away from fear. My words get caught in my throat not from the glare or crippling fear I felt from what my hand did but the absolutely stunning image that is Shego blushing. Instead of changing based on her skin and making brown or something her face brightens up a deeper shade of green kind of like a rose petal.
"Beautiful" my stupid brain and body get me in trouble as I find the hand that just touched Shegos face now clutching the arm currently choking me. Shegos growling sending a type of fear I didn't know existed seeing all that anger on her face and her other hand sparking up. Come on brain say something to help us out…. "Shego cck I needta brek if we conna surdekie. No ark kartn br….axcck…..I win". Sweet air, it's so nice god damn I never want to get choked again. Feels like my lungs are on fire and the tears in my eyes burn yet the sight of Shego blushing was definitely worth it and from her still livid glare I prolly showed a smile on my face.
"No way buffoon you don't get to win the entire game change your rule". "Oh and why should I? Why wouldn't I just take my win and rub it in your cute blushing nose". God it really hurts to talk or think maybe I should keep the game going so she doesn't hurt me again. Ugh she glaring at me please don't hurt me and the snarl she gives me must have come from deep seeing as a shaking barely contained sparked up fist is hovering over me.
"I think it would be in your best interest to continue playing buffoon. It's not everyday your in bed with the star of your fantasies". How can she be so condescending yet still be so I don't know...Cute? Can't ever imagine Bonnie squealing or blushing. "You know what, I will continue our little game buuut". I had to wag my finger in front of Shegos' face, irking her nerves. "I have four conditions you can refuse them but i will get four rewards out of it. I think that's reasonable since I'm giving the sore loser a chance. Rule one shall be completely taken off as long as it comes from the context of the game and no skin to skin contact". I pause and Shego gives me her silent consent. I can't help but realize my hand had a mind of it's own and planted on the softest thing in the room with a small squeeze more to the right far away from the middle. The wink I give is enough to get me a glare. "Second condition I win for today or whatever point system we're doing. I think it's fair I get an advantage for forfeiting my win. That one is not negotiable since it's only fair". "We go by days wouldn't be fun if I won in a landslide" Shego interrupted me. Nice to know the scoring now at least.. "Third condition if you do break my rule again no choking please that sucked majorly". "Ha can't handle a little foreplay buffoon? Theirs no way you're gonna make me lose that way again. Hell if I do I'll let you choke me and complete all your little wet dreams". "Gasp wha whaaa… nice Shego bully the teenager who can't help it". The smirk on her face was all I needed to know I'd definitely lose a point to her if I hadn't won the day.
My brain almost gave up on itself when I felt Shego sit on my lap. She slowly grinds on me and no amount of clothing could protect me from the feeling of just how close we are. Come on head in the game stop letting your training fail….. God the game feels amazing tho no no no bad thoughts focus on the fourth condition. "S-sShego". Her hand over my face was something I wasn't ready nor her other hand feeling me up. "Finally got you, did I buffoon. Anyone ever tell you to change your wardrobe, you're hiding a lot of meat, maybe some grey sweatpants". I place my hands around her using what I know about massages and pressure points to fight back and distract myself from the best sensation I've ever felt. Thank you Master sensei for your profound knowledge of pressure points. Shegos smirk is gone, replaced by surprise and something I can't read with a half melted brain. "Can't we do this later Shego I know you need your dose of Ronshine but I'd like to get my other condition out the way. That look I can't place is gone along with any other emotion as Shego stares at me like I had more heads than normal. "Someone's very experienced with their hands. Where could you possibly have learned to touch a woman like this buffoon." I'm starting to lose the whole I can't be beaten up rule messing with Shego or ignoring her curiosity is starting to be fun just from the annoyance filled stares I keep earning. Too bad things gonna end and I'm prolly gonna be beat up extra badly when she gets her hands on me.
"I could tell you Shego…. but then I'd have to make sure you won't go telling people. I'd have to have you addicted to my touch so I know you won't tell my secret''. "Pfft you got the idea down Stoppable don't get cocky" despite Shegos words I can tell she was lying thru her teeth. "Allright Shego, my fourth condition isn't anything surprising. God you feel good….ima pretend that what I said stayed in my head like it was meant to be. Anyway I uhh damn what was I saying…. Oh yeah fourth condition everything we do and learn down here about each other stays down here. No taking anything we learned about each other to anyone else''.
"Buffoon". I can't help but snap out of appreciating the beauty that is the smiling green woman on top of me when the smile disappears and a look of annoyance replaces it. "Does that have something to do with hard on for my a". I interrupted Shego by quickly saying "It's not negotiable that one has to stay". "I'm telling you that one isn't staying no matter what you say" despite her face I can see her sharp confidence soften and I hate myself for because it's easy to tell why. I don't even try to stop the tears and use them to my advantage copying KPs infamous PDP. Can't believe I'd cry…. Yeah no I don't care about people talking about me yet the thought of KP looking at me different or treating me differently or at a distance just sucks. The entire family would probably look at me differently. Mr. Dr. P would be glaring at me just incase I take a peek at my mom or sister. All the while I'm innocent they're more family than my actual family. I barely would remember my real parents looks if it wasn't for the pictures hanging up in the house.
"Stoppable stop with that annoying look and stop looking me in the eyes for a second. Tell me what this is"? I look to where Sheila is pointing and choke on nothing before reconnecting our broken eye contact. "A dangerous temptation to a hot pleasurable hell". I smile in a small victory when Shego laughs from being taken off guard. "Good one but no it's an organ Stoppable. A organ that pees and bleeds yet men and women will do unimaginable things just to stick their tongue into it. No matter if it's virgin Mary or a woman down on her luck and selling her body it's going to stink at some point just like the back door you want to sneak in. No amount of cleaning will make either hole stay clean forever. That's the dirty secret to love making. It's dirty and it's meant to express emotions. No one cares about what you prefer unless they're childish children…. Well I guess you have a point with that trash school of yours operates". "I don't know what to say…. Thank you for trying to cheer me up about it Shego. I don't really care what other people think of me but when it becomes people treating me differently that are close to me. Like I don't know it will just be awkward like having your best friend and sister know what you're attracted to is weird. Everything would be awkward from just walking around to her thinking your looking at our mom or something weird".
"I can see your point Stoppable your reasoning is trash but I guess I'll let it pass". "...So Shego kinda forward but is there a reason you tried to get me to see that it isn't bad….. just so you know my butt is off limits to anything you want to do but kick it. Just because we both like the back door means mine is open".
Shego snorts and thinks to herself for a solid minute or two before saying "you say what other people say doesn't affect you but it's clear as day it does. I thought the same when I was younger before and after I got my powers. From dumbasses who thought spreading rumors about me being easy in highschool to dumbasses who think I'm not as tough as my reputation says. If it really doesn't bother you, wear it on your chest for all to see".
"That's easier said than done. I mean my skin is thick. I can take a lashing from as many people outside my personal circle as I want and won't bash an eye. Hell the world has already been kicking me since we started the world saving. I risk my life against people like you and monkey fist someone that's actually trying to kill me every other day of my life for the last three years. Yet no one, not a single person whose job is to be in the know, can remember my name and that's alright I would hate the fame. It's just the people inside no matter how small a circle I personally have it would hurt losing anyone of them. It's kinda scary really. We go our whole lives either shelled away and secretly lonely or spend it wide open. I mean if any of my friends KP, Wade, Mon, or you… oop I mean… Well I mean I am vulnerable here it just takes an after thought for you to hurt me badly in here. Anyway I mean if they were to up and leave". Shego snapped me out of whatever I was talking about after she said "Stoppable what was that? Your eyes were so sharp and and so blue! You looked like you were staring into my soul and something far away". I would have answered if I was able to but it had a hold of me like so many times before. The chilling grip on my brain dragging me away from control. I'm player two now and can see through my own eyes and off Shegos pale skin my piercing blue eyes shining eerily in the low level light. I watch and hear myself talk and can feel myself dragging Shego closer and telling her some make believe story about how I always dumbed myself down due to a medical condition. How it's like flipping a switch and people hardly ever able to handle bipolar people let alone my extreme case. How when I get too serious or get desperate I switch personalities. I hate it here watching my body be piloted like some video game character. My senses are also slowly robbed from me and I'm faced with the culprit for stealing my body. A bright blue glow relaxing in my mind ready to take over as it pleases and worse yet it's in the shape of a monkey.
" HELLO I AM MOST APOLOGETIC THAT I HAVE TAKEN OVER FOR A BIT BUT THIS MOMENT IS MOST IMPORTANT FOR OUR FUTURE ".
"Shut up!! I told you to stop doing this. Why can't you just go away!? Don't pretend this is us theirs no us. Your a parasite taking over my life as you see fit and I have no control over it it's sickening".
" I DO APOLOGIZE TO YOU BUT YOU SHALL THANK ME LATER OR RATHER SOONER GO BACK YOUNG ONE MY EFFORTS HAVE BORNE FRUIT SOONER THAN I EXPECTED. SPEARMINT SEEMS TO BE MUCH MORE IN TOUCH WITH HER INNER SELF THAN SHE LETS ON ".
Just like that I'm back in control with no time for confusion or to figure out what was said before Shego pulled me into a very gentle kiss. My MMP gave me no time to process before I found myself back in it's blue glow. I'm not in the player two view but yet I could still hear the conversation going on and it shook me to the core. Shego's name is Sheila….. She trusted me with that information? Granted it's probably in her files but it's one thing to dig for it and another to have a wanted criminal give the information willingly. Huh Herald, Sheila, Welker and Welmer, and Mel the Go family. That… well points for originality no other superhero groups are like that theirs only one Go superhero team. Unless it's people in the know you'd think they were named that as well something other than their real names shortened.
"I don't see how people think this condition of yours is real. It's nice having a real conversation with someone that's not about my payment. Thanks Ron you gave me a lot to think about".
"I'm gonna keep you to it. I'm not gonna allow you to just forget it Sheila, no one deserves to be alone while all those scum garbage bags out there aren't. From one mutant to another. Suddenly I'm back in control and from Sheila's eyes she notices. We're just in front of each other with no contact on the small bed besides our hands which just lay on each other.
" Psst say sorry other me wanted us both to say it to you. Despite our differences, the other end of the law . We will help and fight for you if you're done wrong . Even if you're the most badass woman on the planet theirs always white knight idiots like us to help ".
I repeat what the MMP told me to say and the effect is well bitter sweet. On one hand I can tell it worked and Sheila is deeply touched on the other now I'm comforting a crying Sheila. No crocodile tears or acting that seems fake. I just broke through probably the hardest wall in the world. After a while I can hear her breathing slow and as the memories come flooding back to me stopping me from joining her in sleep my blood boils. Wanted in eleven countries my ass….. "fucker". I can't help it and I'm glad KP isn't here or Sheila isnt awake to tell me to watch my language. Just because she's a beautiful woman with no one to rely on scum bastards think they could use they're political power to get her to submit in bed. No one deserves that to be living their best life traveling the world only to be forced to be wanted in five countries from beating up a creep trying to take advantage of you. It's sickening just to hear let alone going your entire life with that on your shoulders. You can't even trust the world to not side with a sixty year old man trying to force himself onto a seventeen year old tourist on her birthday of all days.
Wait when did we get in here?... Sheila's birthday is either close or already passed yet she's stuck in a hole and was gonna just let it pass. I guess having the day you was attacked be the same day as your birthday would make you hate celebrating it. What should I do? Theirs nothing in that secret stash under the pillow for a cake.
"... Hey MMP" I couldn't help but whisper.
" You can talk to me from your mind, young one, no need to wake her ".
Oh well I gotta ask you a question.
" I know what you want and it is indeed possible but how will you explain…. Ah hehe the magic of course. Embrace me young one, call out to my power and I'll help you obtain items from the kitchen ".
For the first time ever I connect myself willingly to the glowing blue monkey in me without being desperate or unaware and it feels surreal. As I look around I notice that it's so bright despite the light being gone I can see perfectly fine and even can make out other rooms slightly thru the ice. I can't help but look up. I can see glimpses of glows through the walls and it just comes to me that those are auras. I can see there's at least five people digging away at ice to get to us even in the middle of night. I can see the items I need calling to me and just looking at the direction they're in is all it takes for it to appear in front of me. Is this the power hidden in me? It's amazing but so weird. I don't feel the slip of my emotions or the overwhelming anger I did when I went evil. It was so peaceful no matter how much I tried to worry about something or doubt myself it all just melted away. I feel powerful and at peace like even if the sky collapsed I'd still be fine. I love it in a twisted kind of way. This isn't me…. Or is it? It's like how I feel when it comes to cooking skills cranked up to 100/5. Could I become like this on my own? Is this me? The MMP wasn't always with me but does that mean it can't become a part of me? No one is born with teeth but they come along and grow along with you so would the MMP be like that?
Too much thinking, more making cake… Well wow I guess my subconscious is on max. Floating lightly in front of me is a nice looking double decker chocolate cake with an extremely hot cup of coffee. Something new I learned about pyrokinesis is a power I have. Must have been someone's birthday for all the ingredients to be slightly used. What came out was a pretty decent cake to be made in the dark with your mind. I gently shake Sheila as my world goes dark. The power I felt fades away and I'm glad it did once I looked down at Sheila. Her aura is bright so bright it was like the sun except dark blobs that floated around the edges dirting such a beautiful sight. It almost blinded me.
" You're not ready to see such a bright aura young one. Take time and use me often slowly you shall be able to look at her fully with no after effects ".
Ok thanks I guess I need to know what those spots on her aura is. Oh tell me later she's waking.
Sheila wakes up with clear annoyance on her face. She gives me a glare and in return I lean her face up and let her sniff the hot coffee. Her mind takes a second to process what she's smelling before the cup is stolen from me. Why'd she take it so slow? Sheila's movements earlier were blurred even KP has a hard time seeing Sheila she usually predicts based on Sheila fighting style plus the distance she gains. Maybe it's because she just woke up.
"Cough cough..m buffoon me and you are gonna have a conversation about why giving me decaf black coffee is a death sentence… Wait where did you get coffee…". Sheilas' silence is from me grabbing her finger as I place it on the cake. Being pitch black would be hard to see.
"I cant magic you up a candle Sheila but happy birthday if it's late or early that's my bad hard to tell time. I"... A quick message from my MMP decision maker was all it took for me to change what I was going to say. "I j-just uhh wanted to brighten up your birthday. I don't know how you view it after it happened but I just uhh wanted to make it better". Ok it was a little off script but the look of I don't know… appreciation felt good to recieve.
"Thanks Ron this means a lot" I can faintly hear a sniff escape her as she gives me a side hug and tries the cake. "Ron…. I will pay you handsomely for your magic chef skills. Seriously how did you bake a cake with no oven here. I know the coffee is Dr.Ds but we didn't have hot coco, anything for cake, or a whole roasted chicken here. When you lose your going to spill". Ha seems like the hired help keeps things from both bosses.
"I can do wonders in your oven Sheila unfortunately for you it wouldn't be the one in your kitchen I'm talking about. My magic can't be so easily obtained, you're lucky to have gotten its favor twice, birthday girl".
"Oh actually before I forget I wanted to change the last condition. It's something more fun for the both of us. The winner gets three favors from the loser within reason of course. I'm not gonna ask for you to stop being a mercenary or to let us win. Probably just ask you over late at night" the little wink I gave Sheila earned me a small smile and an eye roll.
"You're getting real cheeky Ronald, is today a new day? If so you should be right for my birthday and I'm gonna satisfy my wish and have your little organ there melt on me". Shego pokes me on my head hinting at my brain but the smile and glance down let's me know.
"No I'd say it's only a new day when we both go to sleep since it's hard to tell time here besides it was kinda nice just us talking…. And you know not being judged for being me". Before reaching out to my MMP, having a smooth talking voice in my head would have freaked me out but now… it's actually kind of nice. Even if I put my foot in my mouth I atleast I know it's not just my dumb brain acting up but now two dumb brains.
"It does feel nice getting that off my chest kinda brings me back…. Not to my thoughts during that time of course but to when I actually figured out that no matter how unbothered I thought I was it was still there. Just like you and your poop fetish and your condition".
I can't help but groan and the light echo of a groan in my head lets me know I'm not alone or possibly gone crazy. I mean who knows Sheila could knock my lights out at the first crude joke and the rest be a fever dream.
" It is not ... now answer her ".
"Could you not Sheila? It's not poo related….. Unless you're offering". Thankfully I'm protected by the rules or from the death glare I'm getting would be a flurry of fists. I didn't go to the center accidentally this time. Still pinching a passive Sheila wouldn't be the best thing for anyone's health let alone on her butt.
"No more rule changing anymore and since you changed the last one as soon as the game ends I will remember all this for the next time we fight". The devilish look on Sheila's face was almost scarier than imaging the beating I'm gonna take for the line Dee's to me by my Sheila trolling buddy in my head.
"Alright Mrs. Grinch I understand you're gonna jingle my bells now, finish your cake or pass me a slice". The line definitely got to Sheila. The half finished cake was slowly put down and she was blankly staring at me which was scarier than any glare I could have received. The look is held for an unbearable amount of minutes and I find myself sweating and pulling at my MMP flavored scapegoat.
"Nope no I refuse don't leave me to that beating no stoooo…. God damn coward forced me out to face the music. Now Sheila it's me your friend Ronald not Ron you should save the beating for him…. No? Uhh I mean he won't even feel it to remember the lesson well he will not buy it fully. I didn't do anything, just wait a second while I… God damn it how'd he get so strong in keeping me in control all of a sudden…. Uhh I'm sorry for us both? No? Well make you more food. Anytime you want to come grab a home cooked meal".
I watch as my MMP self is silenced with a finger to his mouth and stares into the beautifully green death orbs. Thru him as I view it in my player two states. Her aura is as beautiful and bright as before but the black stains are gone, filled with a blue hue. The longer I stared the more it seemed to just be an illusion yet it's not the stains are gone and replaced. It's weird, it's as if I know that it's somehow mine.
I'm shaken out by my player two state and see Sheila is back to eating her cake again. I can tell she noticed my eyes changing back to brown because she glares at me hard. "Food and plenty of it. Ronald saved both your assets and promised me food. I don't care which one of you is the cook you better deliver" all was said while she ate her feelings to knock my head off.
"Sorry Sheila, guess I'm too used to you hiding how you feel and see you as well you know the strong badass that doesn't care. I apologize for… well would that be racist? Wait now that I think about it, you're green"! The your stupid look I got from Sheila made me rethink what I said. "No I mean the rest of your family only changed their hair color but you changed completely…. Kinda like Dr.D….". Sheila wasn't ready since her eyes bulged out but hey I made sure to not smear that cake on us.
I didn't respond to anything except moving out the way when she went back to eating till she finished. Any hunger I had was gone at my realization and slowly I think Sheila knows what connection I made and she made no attempt to deny it just laying onto me and curling up to the position we've been sleeping in.
Sheila's powers didn't make her change colors, it was the same way Drakken did. Yet it wasn't from thinking he was surrounded by idiots and his genius was looked down upon for being unconventional. Sheila gave up. Gave up on the world that branded her a criminal for not allowing herself to be taken advantage of.
I can still tell she's awake and just whisper into the air apologizing for how shitty the world was and is to her. When my words finish she drifts off and I know I'm closely following. Why is getting hugged by her so… comforting. A guy can get used to this.
A/N
Should I keep Ron and his other self hard to recognize. I wanted to do it to where they aren't diffrent Ronald is the same as Ron with more confidence and a different mindset of someone powerful but that doesn't translate well to reading I'd imagine. I tried to keep it lined up that they'll say something that the other wouldn't say but we'll see please review and give me ideas
Hola Simm36 :)