Chapter 9 - Best Drakgo and Best KimRon
When REM's song came to a close, Sharper returned back onto the stage before the applauding audience.
"And welcome back, everyone." he said to the crowd, "And now to introduce our next category, give a warm welcome to Duck, Drums, GT, Sweet, and, just to clarify to Mrs. Possible-Stoppable as to not letting her unleash her styles of Kung-Fu against me, the good Eric Dr. Lipsky made without the evil and without any of Sentinel's influence!"
Kim nodded her head in agreement. She had met the good Eric at the Lipskys before so she felt no threat from him...unlike the previous Eric and his revival by Will Du.
The crew of the Villainstafam, as they were called for that section of the KP fandom, entered into the stage.
"Hey everyone, and we are the council of the Villainstafam, a group of KP fans dedicated to our love of Drakgo!" Duck said, introducing his group of friends to the audience.
"I'm the head honcho of the club, just to let ya know!" Sweet added, "And it was a high honor by Sharper to invite us to announce the winner of Best Drakgo!"
"These stories are dedicated to the love and support my weird parents give...not unlike to Athena!" the good Eric said before Athena shouted behind the curtains. "I heard that, Eric!"
"Anywho..." Drums said, "...tonight's nominees for Best Drakgo are..."
Drums: Assorted Ficlets by Purplegirl761
"You look. . . so beautiful." Drakken's voice was pulled-back and quiet, like he was afraid to unclip its leash. A tear dropped off his chin.
Shego zipped forward and caught it before it could hit his bow tie. "Hey, hey, hey," she said. "Let's save some tears for the actual ceremony, 'kay?"
"Fat chance I'll run out!" Drakken snapped back.
Now that sounded so normal-for-Drakken, Shego had to smile.
Drakken tried on every conceivable expression in a worse case of dressing-room whiplash than Shego had gotten dress hunting. "Is this. . . is this what you want?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah. Doy." Shego was raising her hand to double-check the veil situation when she noticed the cave-in of Drakken's belly and the way his elbows and knees were knotting to meet it. She snagged him by the arm instead. "Is it not what you want?"
Drakken shook the ponytail, held in place today by a length of silk instead of his usual rubber band. "No! I mean, yes! I mean, no! I mean. . . it isn't not not what I want. . ." He coughed, sputtered, did everything short of bringing up a hairball. Typical classy Dr. D. "I want you to be happy, Shego. And not just because you'll burn down the world if you aren't."
Can we take a sec and appreciate that this came from a former candidate for the planet's Most Self-Centered Little Brat?
Shego stepped in closer and dropped to a whisper. "Trust me, Doc. I'm happy," she said, adjusting his lapel. "This is the happiest I've ever been. I don't think civilization's gonna burn to the ground anytime soon."
Drakken nodded, relief flooding his face. But the skin around his mouth was still a stage-fright shade that she'd never seen before on the big ol' ham.
And that was just too good to pass up.
Good Eric: Expiration, Pudding and Plums by Imyoshi
She always considered it a fleeting emotion, one that would eventually outlive her as being a villain left no room for that feeling to fester and grow. Now, now she knew there was a chance to seize it and make it her own. And her feeling of safety just so happened to come from Dr. Drakken. Dropping her guard around the mad scientist could be considered dastardly to her health, but it could also prove beneficial and maybe even something more.
And she really wanted to live forever.
Stepping up, Shego slyly rested her palm across his chest. "You know, I never noticed how fit and evil you look, Drew. This younger body really suits you."
Drakken huffed, not that dumb. "You're just trying to flirt with me in order to save your own skin. Like the time you let Kim Possible steal my body when I switched places with what's his face?"
"You betcha."
He's caught-off-guard by her forwardness. "Nevertheless, I will not be tempted by your female charms."
Shego grinned with her teeth showing. "Yes you will. Because we both know you want me around. So why not make it interesting?" She jumped up on his workbench, claws out. "C'mon, what are you scared about, blue boy? Afraid I'll bite? Hn? Maybe you're afraid of going green?"
Drakken began to back away, remembering a certain modulator incident. "Now Shego, let's talk about this."
She crawled after him, luring him toward his personal bedroom. By the time Drakken figured out where he was his back was pressed to the wall, unable to escape Shego's advances. Before he so much as made a sound, she stood up and pushed inside his room, locking the whoosh door right with a telltale click. Then somewhere along the lines, green fabric met the floor with tight-skinned bodies of blue and green meshed together in a battle for dominance.
Like she said, he's too harmless and trusting for anything else, but the sidekick could make do.
GT: S Plus D Equals K by Neo the Saiyan Angel
Idly, Shego thought back on the last year. They'd hung out a lot. It had been probably the best year of her life, really. Drew was her best friend. No matter how snarky or severe she got, he hung around, sometimes even giving as good as he got. Even better, it wasn't purely from desperation from him. She knew if he'd wanted he'd just kick her out of his life.
She wondered…
"Hey, Drew?" She scooted over to him until they were knocking knees.
He looked up, slightly startled. "What is it She-.. Mmph?" His question was hushed by her lips on his, and her hand grabbing the one he'd been holding his pencil in. It took a moment, but eventually he kissed her back.
It felt like minutes, but it was a few seconds later when they broke the liplock. As far as first kisses went, Shego was pretty sure it wasn't half-bad.
"Sh-.. Shego…" Drew turned beet red. "I, erm, uhm… I just, ahm…"
"Aww, what's wrong?" She gave what she knew was a cat-like grin. "Cat got your tongue?"
That got him to stop sputtering. "Shego! I can't believe you just-.. What are you thinking, doing that to me…!"
"Did you not like it?" Shego tried to keep it cool, but she couldn't hide the hurt in the words.
"It's… It's not that… Just…" He began playing with his hands, a hard feat that he somehow managed even with her holding one of his hands. "I mean, are you sure about…?"
She thought for a second, understanding just what he meant. "...yeah, Doc, I'm sure." She went in for another kiss.
This one actually did last for a few minutes.
Sweet: Unlike the Others by Nobody3456
They suddenly stopped, standing right in front of the hovercar.
"Well, Shego? How about it?" Drakken turned his head to her expectedly, a smirk plastered across his face.
The villainess blinked a couple times "Huh? Oh, yeah sounds great, totally." She said nonchalantly.
Drakken squinted at her incredulously. "You weren't even listening, were you?"
At this Shego snorted, then burst into laughter. Drakken looked at her completely confused, unsure whether to be afraid or angry. However, it dawned on him that her laughter was neither mocking nor sarcastic, but rather it was a genuine expression of pure happiness. His confusion slowly waned away as a smile etched itself across his face.
She collected herself and smirked back at Drakken. "No, I wasn't listening. Not one bit."
Then for the longest moment the two simply stood arm in arm, smiling warmly at each other.
Above them the stars blinked against the warm Caribbean sky.
Duck: And lastly, Evil Family by MaRci3o9
"I think having two Drakkens is a good thing, Shego" Drakken said, "You'll probably name our daughter after you. See, you even wrote Sasha here."
"My name isn't Sasha, dork" Shego scoffed "I think those goggles are cutting the circulation to your brain."
"Just admit it, Shego. Drew Jr. has a nice ring to it" Drakken grinned, "I don't understand why you're so against our son's name."
"Because you'll end up being Drew Senior" Shego sighed, "Imagine going to those meetings and you'll be like Señor Senior and Junior, might as well teach our son the evil laugh too while your at it."
Drakken facepalmed himself and sighed, "Okay, okay, I see what you mean. What else would you suggest to name our son then, Shego?"
"That's for you to figure out, Dr.D" Shego smirked, "I'd go through the baby name books if I were you, who knows when Sasha will make her appearance."
"You'll see, Shego. I'll find the perfect name!" Drakken declared, grabbing a bunch of baby name books from the shelf.
Shego walked over to him and kissed his cheek, "Good luck, I'm going to get lunch. You want anything?"
Once the nominees were read, GT set the Golden Rufus on the table and Sweet announced the winner.
"And the Golden Rufus for Best Drakgo goes to... "S Plus D Equals K" by Neo the Saiyan Angel!
Neo marched right up to the microphone like a soldier, arms stiff at her sides. Nerves were clearly starting to eat at her; sweat was gathering on her brow and her knuckles were clenched so tightly they were bright white. The brunette stopped sharply at the podium and gave the audience a rictus smile.
"So! Three!" She gave a slightly deranged laugh. "Three Fannies! This is crazy! Like, what?" Her eyes darted this way and that as she took in a big gulp of air. "Yeah. Three Fannies! Minor Character, AU, and now Drakgo!" Hunching over the podium, she admitted while tapping the award, "Gotta say, I never thought I'd win this before Best Alt Pairing. Never ever. But…" Neo stood back up, wiping at her forehead. "But...I suppose when I write something as crazy as S Plus D Equals K—which is canon compliant and totally not an AU—I should expect to get some attention."
A loud sigh could be heard from backstage. The accompanying eyeroll, while not visible, was still clear.
Neo ignored it.
"So yeah! I'm really glad y'all enjoyed my fic, especially the Drakken/Shego bits, enough to vote it worthy of an award." A high-pitched giggle erupted from her throat. "Wowwie! Three of them! Super spiffy~" Neo grabbed the award then and made a break for it. "Okay, thanks, bye!"
And with that, Neo returned to her seat, now with three Golden Rufus statuettes.
Sharper returned to the podium and said, "Now, I know that all you K/R shippers out there in the audience...and a particular one still at the hospital eating sugar-free substitute candy...are waiting for this moment!"
"Ewww...these gummy bears taste all blandy and rubbery!" Sarah exclaimed from the hospital, chewing on said sugar-free candies.
"But now, it is time! Please welcome Shelby, Kim and Ron to the stage!"
Right on cue, Shelby, Kim and Ron both appeared. Shelby was wearing an aubergine chiffon evening gown with diamond earrings. She had the Golden Rufus in her hand while Ron held the winning envelope.
"Hey, y'all! I'm so glad to be here in presenting the award for my best and most favorite ship in the whole world: Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable! Or to put it more accurately, Kim and Ron Stoppable!"
"Actually, it's Possible-Stoppable now!" Ron chuckled nervously, "Because, of course, you know, South Dakota trip...ended in complete disaster...vacation curse!"
"Oh right! But you two will still be together forever!" Shelby exclaimed.
"Thanks, Shelby!" Kim grinned. She turned to the audience to explain the award, "This particular award is given to the best story featuring me and Ron as a couple, be it boyfriend/girlfriend or...in our case...husband and wife!"
The two held hands together and, even from her hospital bed, Sarah squealed extremely hard.
"Tonight's nominees for Best Kim/Ron are..."
Shelby: Eternal by Neo the Saiyan Angel
Kim shifted uncomfortably as she prepared to tell him once again about his beloved friend. "Ron… I-.."
"I can't believe he's gone!"
Kim froze. She must be misunderstanding. She murmured comfortingly, "Ron, Rufus isn't at the vet. He's-.."
"Gone." Her husband looked up at her, lip quivering. "I don't know when it happened, but I know he's… He's…" He resumed sobbing, now rubbing his hands along his arms. "I don't even remember if I told him goodbye or not! How messed up is that?!"
Kim's breath was gone. Ron… Her Ron…! He was…!
She shot her arms around him and hugged him for all she was worth. Bursting into tears, she rocked back and forth with him.
His hands encircled her as he buried his face in her shoulder. They were crying about different things, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that Ron was coming back to where he belonged.
Not in a nursing home. Not in the hospital. Home, with Kim.
Ron was getting better.
It was a few minutes of crying later that saw both of them finally calm down. Ron was shaking as he dug his head into Kim's shoulder. Then he pulled back and looked her in the eye, his eyes shining with tears.
"KP… Please please please tell me everything is gonna be alright?" her husband begged her.
His doe-eyed look made her heart melt. As strange as it was, she missed him being upset. It was something emotional, something she had missed from his general confused optimism. It was… Him.
And what could she say to that?
Happily, tears continuing to fall from her eyes, she murmured reassuringly, "Yeah Ron. Everything will be fine now."
Kim: Nacos and a Movie by Sharper the Writer
"You may never know when a zombie apocalypse may happen!" Ron said, as if he had been reading one too many comic books.
"The day I see that happening would be the day that you can stomach Cow n' Chow burger!" Kim snarked.
"Sci-fi?" Ron then asked the next genre.
"Same. It's all so boring!" Kim sighed.
"Ugh..." Ron grunted with frustration, "What are we left with?"
"We have a choice of action, spy, and my personal favorite: rom-coms!" Kim answered.
"And the chick flick?" Ron questioned.
"No way, Ron. Do you want to remember the last date that you took me to me?"
A flashback scene from three weeks ago showed Kim in the same outfit she was in right now, except that she was wearing cowboy boots and Ron in a button down shirt and jeans. Ron was crying scene after scene with tissues on the theater floor. Kim looked mildly annoyed.
Back to the present, Ron said, "Scratch it off the list too."
"Ron!" Kim snickered, "No mater what movie we see, you'll always be the main attraction!"
Ron returned the smile back and said, "And you always are hotter than any Hollywood actress!"
Ron: Could It Be by Shasta627
If he reciprocated them. Kim sighed as she stood up and stretched, putting the thought out of her mind and actually succeeding for once. Yes, in some ways it really tanked that she happened to have romantic feelings for her best friend, yet it was also one of the best things that could've probably happened. She could always be by his side without people thinking she was "into him," she already knew everything about him and didn't have to worry about the type of person that he was, and Ron always told her exactly what he was feeling - there were no guessing games with him. If he ever did return her feelings, she was sure he'd show her somehow in his own unique way.
By the time she was completely ready for school, Kim no longer felt so troubled about the whole situation anymore. Even though her feelings were new and it would be challenging to act normal and not stare at his lips every time they talked (she was still mentally preparing herself for that one), she knew that overall, she was making the best choice. It would be hard, but Kim was prepared and found herself full of resolve. Anything was possible for a Possible, right?
She gripped her backpack tightly and exited her house, her eyes immediately spotting the familiar figure of her best friend leaving his own home several meters away.
Their eyes met.
She saved the world on a daily basis - how hard could having a crush on Ron be?
The boy in question waved to her, a large grin splitting his face. Kim returned his smile, feeling her heartrate quicken as she walked over to meet him.
No big.
Kim: Last Dance by Whitem
She pressed 'shuttle' as it didn't matter what song it played, they were all of her favorites. The first one that popped up was none other than the one that played during her and Ron's high school graduation… "Could it Be".
The volume was low, but just loud enough to have a slightly haunting echo.
I know we've been friends forever,
But now I think I'm feeling something totally new,
And after all this time,
I've opened up my eyes,
Now I see,
You were always with me...
Kim's eyes teared up as she reached for the shuttle button to change the song, but a slight touch on her hand stopped her. She looked up to see…
"R… Ronnie?"
There was Ron Stoppable, not quite… standing, in front of her. This visage of the man she loved was not quite complete. From about mid-chest down, his body just kind of… faded away.
The song continued to play in the back ground as this… apparition asked her a question with an almost distant, yet close voice.
"Kim, may I have this dance?"
Shelby: Lesson One by Eoraptor
figure, if I'm paying her, she won't be as inclined to go back to being totally evil?" he hedged as he leaned against her. "And she's one less person I don't have to worry about trying to hurt you."
"Ron," Kim growled irritably, "I told you. You don't need to protect me. I'm the girl who can do anything, right? I started this whole… thing. Yeah, you saved me this summer. Once. But how many times have I saved you? Or has Rufus had to save both of us?"
Gripping the back of his hair lightly, she sighed, "We help each other, we are a team, always, right? You don't have to do this because you feel weak, or scared, or some weirdo macho thing about saving the damsel in distress. I've never been a Damsel. Now, tell me the truth?"
"I did," Ron whined a bit, resting his forehead against hers, "And… also… promise not to hurt me more?"
She nodded conspiratorially at him.
Ron: And finally, Possible's Pure Love Road by kmtdiccion
Putting her complete faith on his massaging skills, the redhead teen smiled and extends her leg towards him. Ron puts some oil in his hand and smear a thin layer of it on her calf. Her reaction is instantaneous as he felt her suddenly tense up and said "Ahahaha! It feels slippery and weird." When he noticed that the oil is unexpectedly thick and does not spread well, he added more oil to even the coating all over her leg. "How does it feel?" Ron asked while slowly moving his hands up and down her calf.
Kim's initial reaction simmered down into a state of daze and replied "Y-Yeah, I think it does feel warm. Ahaha, that's pretty interesting." Ron watched with mild interest as the redhead appears to enjoy her first time using oil. And just like what he said, the oil really does warm up since he could already feel the heat on his hands.
His smile went hanging when he realize that the temperature is rising a bit too much as he expect conventional oils tend to be. "... Wait, is oil supposed to feel this hot?" His mind went blank while Kim called out to him softly "... Ron? Is... Is this oil supposed to make me feel tingling?" The boy didn't reply and went to the bottle and scanned the information behind it. It says:
Heat Oil - Miracle of Maui, Island of Flames.
Unwind with the spicy blend of natural ingredients only found from the island of Maui. Raise the heat with the best the tropics has to offer.
CAUTION: The effects are strong. Recommended to dilute 1:1 with water before use.
Ron stared at the contents in shock as the realization dawns on his mind. He just used a concentrated massage oil on her. And not long after before he could curse himself from being a colossal idiot, he could hear Kim groaning while sweat formed all over her face. "It's hot... Hot! It's hot! Ron, this is really hot!"
Without wasting any time, Ron scrambled to get the wet wipes earlier and started wiping the excess oil from her wiggling legs. She was initially twisting around as she felt the air stinging her limb, but when Ron cleaned it up, she calmed down a bit. "Aah, ah, ahh... Okay, good. That's better." Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to wipe it all up. After that, Ron cleaned his hands with the wipes before murmuring with a concerned glance at her "What should we do? Maybe it'd be better to take a shower."
Kim shook her head negatively and replied "No, water might be rough... Instead..." She blushed as she slowly extends her leg back to him and continued "I want you to touch it. Massaging makes the heat go away."
Ron then opened the envelope.
"And the Golden Rufus goes to...Last Dance by Whitem!"
Whitem walked up to the podium, adjusted the microphone, and cleared his throat. "Well, first off I'll spare everybody any of my stupid jokes and..." Suddenly someone yelled 'Hooray' out in the audience. "... Hey, they weren't all that bad, were they?" Whitem looked over at Ron, who innocently shrugged his/her shoulders.
Clearing his throat one more time, Whitem continued. "Anyways, thank-you so much for selecting my story 'Last Dance' for Best Kim/Ron. There are so many good stories of these two that I feel honored to have won the award this year.
"Thank-you all again!" With that Whitem took his Golden Fannie and walked off the stage to the applause of the crowd.
"And congrats once again to both Neo and Whitem for their awards!" Sharper said, coming back to the stage. "We will once again go to break, but when we return, we'll present award numbers 12 and 13, Best Comedy and Best Romance . So don't touch that dial!"
"How Do I Live Without You" by LeeAnn Rimes played in the background during the commercial break.