Hello everyone. I'm back, and like last time I won't bother you with explaining why it took me so long. Lets just say I've got my fingers in a lot of pies and one of those pies slapped me in the face with real life crap that I'm still dealing with. Any whoo.
Now on to the parts you actually care about: The story. While it might not have been obvious, the last chapter concluded the first arc of the story. The setting up shop arc.
Spoiler alert to you people so if you don't wanna know you might wanna skip past this part.
In this story I'm going to try and write story arcs to about 5 chapters or less. The only reason the last arc took up 6 chapters is because when I first wrote chapter 1 I never envisioned it turning into an actual story. It won't be that way in the future. Now the next arc I'm going to let you, the readers, decide its name. But only after about 3 chapters in as it will give you more of a feel of what its about.
Now about this individual chapter… I guarantee you it will make you laugh.
Honey Pot Chapter 7
Pots and Pans
Walking through the halls of the Middleton high school, Kim took a deep breath as she passed by another row of lockers. The teen hero could smell the charred led based paint, along with the drying sludge that was once water from the years long disuse in the pipes since released, added with the stale disgust inducing smell of rotting burnt rodent carcass and insect bodies stuck in the walls not yet removed or cleaned up.
A nostril burning odor Kim had smelled all day. All students, teachers, staff- anybody really. All of this from one room. One single room in a closed off section in the other side of the school. Kim felt shivers crawl down her spine and a burning pain in her nose every time she took clear breath. Kim along with anyone else in the school have been forced to hold something over their mouths or nose just to breath without the urge to puke.
The only room that didn't have the vomit inducing odor was the gym, which was ironic considering it was usually the most disgusting room in the school. The gym was the room people were required to sweat in and only cleaned about once every two weeks because of budget cuts.
Luckily for the hero her next class was Gym, and desperate to breath without gagging Kim practically ran to there as fast as she could. All but slamming the doors to the gym open and took her first deep breath all day and was refreshed. She was refreshed because instead of the lingering odor of decades old polished lumber and stale BO, Kim smelt paper mache, paint, and tape in the air.
Looking around Kim saw that inside the gym was a few half finished floats of a cartoon pickle, a laser ray, an Edwardian era scientist, and what looked like a naco.
"Kay people listen up! Due to a frenzy of sudden unexpected community pride... and a way to distract both you the students and your parents about the disastrous home economics room incident, this weekend we celebrate the largest Middleton days to date. A salute to giants of local industry. From the space center to the world famous Middleton pickle-works."
Mr. Barkin announced to the class. Turning to the exit the numerously used substitute teacher saw his latest student.
"Possible, about time you got here." Barkin said folding his arms. "Get to work on those floats people. Possible. Could I have a word."
"Uhhh, are you okay Mr. Barkin?" Kim asked as she walked into the gym.
The hero asked this because the fear inducing Steven Barkin looked even scarier than usual. The teacher's face was covered in poorly applied medical tape and bandages. Underneath it all his eyes delivered a gut wrenching scowl even as he walked up to her.
"Possible, how was your key to the city ceremony with the mayor?" Mr. Barkin asked as he made it to the heroine. "Hope it went alright with the home ec room incident."
"It was… uh- you sure you're okay Mr. Barkin? What are you even doing here? Shouldn't you be at home or at the hospital?"
"No I'm not, and yes I should." Mr. Barkin bluntly answered. "I've been meaning to talk to you about something Possible. I'm trying to organize a class action lawsuit with the parents of the students who were in the home economics class on the day of the incident. The problem is we need a decent lawyer but even together we can't really afford one. I've tried calling Stoppable but I can't get in contact. Must've changed his number without alerting the school. Same thing with his parents. I don't have his personal number, for obvious reasons. Is there any chance you could tell him to get in contact with me? Even if he didn't have the money he's part of this too."
"Uhhh, I'll make sure to do that Mr. Barkin… are you not going to tell me what you're still doing here teaching a class or why it looks like you patched yourself up instead of like, a doctor?"
"Possible, by my contract with the school I am legally unable to disclose that information." Barkin announced before he bent down and whispered. "But between you and me, my so called 'health insurance' barely provides an over the counter bottle of Advil. This you see here I had to do myself from a kit I got as a gift from my old field medic during my army days."
"Are-are you serious?"
"Note. Serious. Face."
"Alright, than what are you still doing here then?" Kim asked crossing her arms. "I know the school gave the students who where in the class the week off. Are you really telling me that they won't even let you have at least one day after they screwed you over like that?"
"Possible, I have hundreds of sick days I have never used. But if I do use even one of them, no matter the situation, I will lose my perfect attendance bonus I receive every year. I don't get paid during the summer. I need that bonus."
"Wow."
"Yes, wow."
"Well, uh… I will definitely give Ron your message. I hear he's already got a good lawyer. Sooo..."
"Good to know Possible. Go help with the floats. I'm going to go re-bandage my face." Barkin stated as he walked off toward the boys locker room, scowling hard as ever.
"Kim."
"Wade?" The hero asked pulling out the Kimmunicator from her pocket.
"Hey, I just heard about Barkin trying to sue the school."
"How?" Kim asked confused. "He just told me about it."
"When I heard about how the home economics room exploded yesterday I kept an eye on all the students and Mr. B… Plus the Kimmunicator was on and I heard every thing."
"I butt dialed again didn't I?"
"Yeah." Wade Laughed. "The insurance the school provided Barkin with is a joke and his side job at Smartymart just covers dental. He's got quite the medical bill."
"I am sorry for Mr. Barkin but is there more to this call?"
"Its Drakken." Wade informed. "He's on the move."
"Then so are we." Kim smiled as she turned toward the door.
"What we? Ron isn't at school." Wade informed.
"Well where is he?"
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It was a bright and sunny day with a clear sky. There was a small heatwave this Fall day. Below on the ground, in the suburbs of Middleton, the front door of the Stoppable house hold was violently kicked open.
But instead of a cackling maniacal super villain or a strike team of henchmen, it was the houses owner Ron Stoppable. With the door open the side-kick turned millionaire took a step into his home but instead fell face first on the ground. Exhausted, it took all of Ron's strength to just get on all fours and crawl.
Inch by inch Ron made his way toward the kitchen. He wore no shirt and was dripping bullet sized drops of sweat, his red and yellow shorts were soaked.
"Hot, so hot!" Ron all but whispered, trying to catch his breath as he made his way past the living room. Unbeknownst to the side-kick, Bonnie strolled around him and into the kitchen mouthing the words to her favorite song she was listening to on her Ipod.
Finally making his way to the kitchen, Ron forced himself to the fridge. Grabbing its handle Ron pulled himself to his feet before yanking it open and pulling out an orange can of soda. Relieved beyond words Ron cracked it open and gulped it down in one swig. But something was wrong, using the last of his strength Ron hopped over to the sink and spat out as much as he could before collapsing on the ground.
"Orange stop adding sugar to their drinks?" Ron asked to the soda can in his hand, only to discover that it was in fact an empty bottle of powerade. "The hell?"
"Looking for this?" Bonnie sarcastically asked waving the orange can over his face. "I swapped it out before you could drink it."
"Why?" Ron asked as she sat down the can on the kitchen counter while laying her purple Ipod next to the snack bowel without knowing that Rufus himself was laying inside it asleep.
"Soda is just liquid sugar. Its one of the worst things things you can drink when you're dehydrated. Aren't you the food nut? Shouldn't you know that numb-nuts." Bonnie asked as she grabbed her own powerade out of the fridge.
"Now that you mention it." Ron groaned as he gently started rubbing his thighs and crotch. "I actually am a little numb down there from spending so long on the bike."
"I so wanted to hear that."
"What I want to hear is why you made me run to the gym and back in the hot sun." Ron grumbled. "It was supposed to be the first day of my week off. I shouldn't be awake before noon."
"Ron, eventually you'll get interviews and be in meetings. People are more respected if their in shape… And for me." Bonnie shrugged crossing her arms. "I'd rather screw a guy with muscles and a tan than some lanky pale dude."
"So that's why you only let me have my shirt on at the gym. The place with air conditioning."
"Yuuuuuup." Bonnie bluntly nodded.
"I-I just don't get it." Ron shook his head. "Look how sweaty I am. But you, its like you didn't sweat at all."
Ron was correct. The young miss Rockwaller was practically clean as a whistle in her gym outfit, and she looked good in it. Bonnie had on a light purple sports bra along with tight gray sports leggings that had a bright violet stripe at the sides. All of which looked bone dry and emphasized her natural curves even more than her usual cloths she wore at school.
"That's because I actually work out." Bluntly answered. "I made you do it because it was my day and… Meh, why not?"
"You know, when you showed up at my front door this morning I was hoping it was for a before school booty call, or at least to see if I was alright from yesterday. But noooo, to go work out."
"Two reasons then. Whatever."
"Wait, what are you doing here at all? You weren't in that class. Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Now you ask? When I found out about the creepy crawlies in the home Ec room I got the hell out of there. I'm not going back until the exterminator is done and the room cleaned up. As far as the school knows I'm sick." Bonnie cringed. "Jesus, I can't believe we had sex in there."
"Me and the other students almost died and Barkin got maimed. You focus on the 'creepy crawlies'. Typical."
"Oh stop complaining." Bonnie shrugged. "Don't you and Possible fight costumed nutcases who use death rays and giant robots? If they don't kill you I'm sure that a decrepit stove and some pests wouldn't. Low and behold you're fine. Besides, I heard from Tara that everyone was okay. As for Barkin, he's an asshole."
"You gotta plan right?"
"Uuuuggghhh." Bonnie groaned as she tossed the empty bottle in the waste basket. "I'm drawing a blank."
"What?" Ron sat up.
"I put most of my eggs in the home ec room basket. I didn't expect it to turn into such a cluster-fuck."
"Well, the school could rebuild. Hell we could even threaten them with something since it was so bad."
"Ron," Bonnie scoffed. "the school is so poor that the best they could do with their crappy budget was hire an exterminator and had a government mandated building inspector check out the room and pipes. They have no money for rebuilding. They're tapped, and there's no way you're going to soak anymore money on that. You've spent too much already."
"I only spent a quarter mil."
"Jesus, you have no idea." Bonnie shook her head. "Ron, to most people that's a lot of money. But that's not our biggest problem. Word's gotten out, if we don't show a return on your investment, money or otherwise… its a real kick in the stones to your reputation. Pouring more money into a what looks like a failed project will only look worse."
"What reputation?" Ron laughed. "Besides, since when has anyone cared about mine?"
"Exactly nobody. Especially you, Mr. come to school without any pants on. I'm guessing it was the very same day you decided switch to boxers, right? But you have money and you're getting into business now, dunce." Bonnie Folded her arms again as she leaned against the wall.
"For anyone in the food industry, business reputation is everything. I'm pretty sure its like that for the spandex patrol too. Kim probably knows that better than I do, you know she being a glorified globetrotter. You and her get all your transport from old favors. Any black-marks in the public eye and -shazam- gone."
"Wow, when you say it like that it feels like me and Kim have been working on a tightrope all this time."
"You have." Bonnie groaned. "Gah- you really don't question anything do you?"
"Uhhh-
"Shut up." Bonnie ordered as she grabbed two more powerades from the fridge, tossing one to Ron on the ground before popping the other one open and taking a sip. "When you're with me and working on this recipe business thing you're not playing second banana to Possible. You're the guy getting top billing. You have to get your shit together."
"Ummm, it might be the heat and sweating myself dry but ah, I'm not really getting it." Ron answered as he drink a few gulps from the powerade as Bonnie sighed.
"Whatever, don't worry about it. I'm you're financial security adviser. Just go with what I tell you."
"I will," Ron burped. "that being said, since the school is too poor to do anything on its own and you don't want me pouring anymore money into it… Whats the plan? You have a back up right?"
"Ughhhh." Bonnie took a deep breath. "I'm going to have to talk to my dad."
"What?"
"My dad has been in the advertising business for 20 years. He has plenty of experience with small businesses starting up. He would probably know what to do."
"Great!" Ron cheered. "But why do you sound soooo, I wanna say…. Uh, wow what is up with me today?"
"Reluctant." Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"I was gonna say disinclined, but that works too."
"Jesus, you gonna shut up and stop being a dunce for five minutes so I can explain how I can save our business and your money."
"Sorry, go ahead."
"The reason I'm so disinclined is because my dad is a control freak who's really smart." Bonnie sighed. "You think Barkin is bad, my old man is the biggest ballbuster I know."
"I'm not surprised." Ron shrugged before he gulping his powerade. "Bon, I've known you since, like, kindergarten and when we were freshmen we all had to deal with your senior year sisters. Anyone who can control you three kinda has to be."
"Yeah, right." Bonnie agreed, fairly amused. "Either way I'll have to explain everything to him. He'll probably figure out how I got your attention and managed to get an absent minded savant like you to fallow my orders. There's a chance he might not bring it up but, I really don't want to have that conversation with my dad."
"Kinda figured." Ron answered sipping down the last of his powerade before belching loudly. As Bonnie took a step back in disgust, Ron tried tossing the now empty bottle in the waste basket only for it to bounce off the rim. "Darn it."
"Ugh. Anyway, should I tell him tonight and schedule an appointment sometime this week? Sound good?"
"Honestly, I'm kinda surprised you're even asking for my permission. I don't think I've ever heard you do that before?"
"Ron," Bonnie rolled her eyes. "I've asked that every step of the way before I made any move: You bringing me on as your FSA, getting a lawyer, tailoring a suit, setting up shop in the old home ec room. Sure, I might have gathered what was needed for all those things before hand but I never made a solid move without your say-so. You could have said no at any time and I would have went with it. Hell, even that first night I came over I never forced you to have sex with me."
"Yeah, well each and every time you kinda had..." Ron gestures up and down Bonnie's curvy and athletic body in her tight gym clothes. "incentive."
"Yeah, well there's nothing wrong with incentive." Bonnie smirked as she put down her powerade before grabbing he underside of her sports bra and pushing them up and together, making them seem even larger than before. Bonnie then turned around giving Ron an excellent view of her behind and legs in her tight spandex yoga pants before loudly spanking herself. "HOH!"
"Hey speaking of, am I going to get more 'incentive' so you can talk to your dad?"
"Uhhhh, I don't think so. At least not now. You're super sweaty and you smell like BO." Bonnie explained as she picked up her powerade again. "Before we do anything like that we're gonna each take showers- separately."
"I'll be honest with you Bonnie, I'm kinda glad you said that. Thanks to all that running to the gym and back along with all that time on the bike. My legs are done." Ron groaned as he laid back on the ground. "I'm gonna be here for a while."
"Yeah, whatever." Bonnie shrugged. "Its still good to go right? I can ask my dad for help?"
"Yeah, sure go ri-"
"Ron?" Both Ron and Bonnie's heads turned so fast to the front door it could have given them whiplash as they heard Kim's voice.
"Shit." Bonnie whispered.
"Pantry. Pantry. Pantry." Ron whispered back as he pointed to the door next to the stove. Bonnie managed to dive in and close the door just fast enough as both Kim and Monique walked into the kitchen.
"Ro-Ron, what are you doing?" Kim asked as she saw Ron laying on the ground in nothing but his gym shorts. Looking around both Monique and Kim saw that there were empty bottles of powerades on the kitchen counter, the floor, and next to the waste basket.
"Huh? O-o-oh hey guys, wait. What are you two doing at my house and in mission gear?"
"Drakken and Shego tried to steal something from a scientist in some bunker in the Alps."
"But since you weren't at school I had to fill in for you… again?" Monique crossed her arms annoyed.
"We both just came back and thought we'd come say hi before heading back to school." Kim shrugged crossing her own arms.
"You gonna tell us why you're all sweaty and why there are so many powerade bottles laying around string bea..." Monique stopped when she saw that next to another empty powerade was a light purple Ipod. Barking a laugh Monique picked it up. "Or this. If this is yours I think you've been hanging around me and Kim too much. First the hello kitty diary for your recipe book, now this princess purple Ipod? Wow."
"Okay, first off I think that's my moms. I couldn't find mine. Second, I went to the gym." Ron explained. The nanosecond the girls heard this they looked at each other for a moment before bursting out in laughter. Well mostly Monique, as Kim managed to hold a hand over her mouth shortly after she started.
"What were you doing at the gym?" Monique laughed. "Or using your mom's Ipod? What you wanted to listening to… what does she even like? Ha! Oh man, listen, I know I call you string bean but you're the biggest couch potato I know."
"I-I-I lost a bet to Felix with the zombie game thing."
"Well,I think it'll do you some good." Kim said, though she had trouble keeping a straight face.
"What did Drakken try to steal this time?" Ron asked rolling his eyes.
"Uhhh..."
"No idea." Monique answered as she put down the Ipod while she pulled out the Kimmunicator from her back pocket. But unusually the normally Turquoise device was now a hard rust color. As she did Kim turned toward the fridge and grabbed the handle.
"Hey Ron, can I have something to drink?"
"Sure." Ron shrugged as Kim opened the fridge.
"We can call Wade and he could find out." Monique said as she pressed the big red button at the bottom center of the device. The second she did it looked like a lightning bolt shot out from the tip of the device and straight into the fridge. Instantly a wave of cold and frost shot out of the fridge. Leaving the kitchen buried in half a foot of snow.
The girls stood there figuratively frozen, half covered in frost, from the surprise. Both were snapped out of it when Ron sat up on the floor like a zombie out of his frozen grave and wiped away the snow. "That is not the Kimmunicator."
"I picked this up after the fight with Drakken and Shego." Monique explained as she and Kim shook off the snow. "I thought it was the Kimmunicator."
"We were in a mad-scientist's lab. It probably belongs to him. Heck, more than likely its the one Drakken was trying to steal." Kim answered as she took the device from Monique and dropped it in her cargo pocket. "We'll contact GJ about it after school."
"Speaking of, lunch is almost over." Monique said looking at her phone. "We gotta go or we'll be late."
"And I have to spend the afternoon of my first day cleaning up snow before I can take a shower." Ron said falling back onto the frost so he could relax in the cold from the heat.
"Ron-"
"Guys, its cool. I just ran, what? A few miles in a heatwave. I'm good. You go back to school before Barkin gives you an earful and detention."
"Sounds good to me, I-"
"Monique, could you wait outside? I want to talk to Ron a minute."
"Okay, but make it fast." Monique said as she walked out of the kitchen.
"So?" Ron asked as soon as he heard the front door close, his hand reaching up to Kim.
"Well," Kim said grabbing his hand and hoisting him up to his feet. "I- wow, I can already see how pink you are from running in the sun."
"Next time I'll put on sun block before hand."
"Mr. B came to me about trying to round up people to sue the school with a class action lawsuit. He told me that the school and Smartymart didn't even pay for his medical bills."
"I'm not surprised. The school is poor as hell and Barkin's kind of a dick-
"Ron, language. Anyway Mr. Barkin tried calling you but can't for some reason." Kim said giving Ron a sly look. Ron could only put on an innocent smile and shrug. "He wants to know if you want in as you have money and a decent lawyer."
"Let me thin-"
Before Ron could finish his sentence both heard a knock coming from the far side of the kitchen, next to the pantry. Kim looked at the door confused as she walked toward it. Panicked, Ron turned to Rufus who had woken up thanks to the snow storm. Ron silently begged his animal companion for help. Rufus rolled his eyes before racing across the kitchen counter and hopping over on top of the microwave and knocking over a new box of cheese snacks. Hearing this Kim turned to her side and saw what the small rodent had done.
"Rufus, this place is messy enough as it is. If you wanted something to eat you should have… pulled on my pant leg or something."
"Or talk to me." Ron said picking up his friend and handing him a few of the new brand of cheese snacks with a thankful smile.
"I still don't know how you do that." Kim shook her head confused. Rufus himself turned to her and started yammering excessively in unintelligible chatter while doing his best to make angry gestures to the pantry door and back to Ron. "See, right there. I don't understand a single thing he's trying to say. I'm sure you do though."
"Oh he just likes the cheese snacks. Don't you buddy?" Rufus, for his part, just grabbed the nearest cheese nugget and tossed it harmlessly at his masters head before jumping off Ron's hand and onto the counter.
"Okay," Kim coughed. "Aside from the snow in the kitchen, the new renovations are looking good. Very nice."
"Yeah, you picked a good time to come over. We just finished last week. You like'em?'
"Better than how it was before." Kim nodded. "I was pretty sure cockroaches were living in the floor boards… that's fixed now right?"
"Oh yeah, top rate exterminators came with the construction crews."
"I'm sorry we haven't been spending that much time together lately."
"Hey, its not all your fault. Remember how I was when I first got my money? I acted like a complete D-bag."
The duo instantly heard another smacking sound coming from near the pantry.
"Okay, what is that?"
"I think the frost blast knocked some stuff over. Don't worry about it." Ron quickly lied as he kicked some snow toward the pantry door. "Plus there was all that time I spent with Felix on zombie paluza. Then the whole business thing… it got out of hand."
"Yeah, about that." Kim took a deep breath. "That's kinda why I've been at… arms length lately."
"What?"
"I don't know anything about business. You know as much as anyone else how bad I am at cooking. Then last week when I tried 'TJI'."
"TJ-
"Try joining in. With you and Felix." Kim explained. "Monique likes acronyms."
"So she does." Ron nodded. "Wait, I never told you about any of my business stuff."
"Uhhh, ever since you got half your money back I asked Wade to keep an eye on you and your money in case Drakken or someone else tried to steal it."
"What?" Ron asked nervously as he saw the pantry door crack open and Bonnie peeking through it. "Are there any bugs in my house?"
"I don't know about that. Just that he's got eyes on your bank account and your new home security system."
"Are you sure."
"That's just what Wade told me."
"Well, thanks for telling me… now."
"I-I probably should have told you sooner."
"Gee, ya think?" Ron crossed his arms before sighing. "I'm sorry. Hey, how was your key to the city thing? Sorry if the home ect room explosion ruined it."
"Its okay," Kim nodded. "I'm actually sorry about not telling you about it. I only learned about the dang thing that morning. I had no time to tell you. The only reason Monique knew was because we were walking to class together at the time. Besides it was a desperate last minute PR stunt to try and calm down people from Motor Ed's and Drakken's rampage. I'm pretty sure he didn't contact you because I don't think he actually knows you exist."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"Well, it got you out of a large ceremony. So you got to teach your first class in peace. There's that."
"I guess." Ron shrugged.
"Sooo… whats the plan now that the home ect room is blown up?"
"Still working on it. Its only been a day. But I've had a pretty good track record so far."
"True, 0/1. You're batting a thousand." Kim quipped. "But seriously Ron, I'm sure you'll do fine. I'm proud of you."
"Really? Than-"
"Kim, we have to go!" Monique yelled from outside.
"Well that's my que." Kim said turning toward the exit. "Later."
"Later."
"Hey, I'll come back after school and we'll hang. Maybe even do some working out? It should help with your exercise thing."
"Just lost a bet. Not a thing!"
"Didn't hear that!" Kim said as she ran out the door closing it behind her.
The second she did Bonnie walked out of the pantry, her arms crossed and looking around the room with an inquisitive look on her face. "What was that about?"
"I don't know but my night just got a lot longer." Ron groaned before he fell face first in the cold snow on his kitchen floor. Bonnie looked down at her beneficiary for a moment before pulling out her phone.
"Hey, is it okay if I call the security company. I'm gonna have them search for bugs."
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Hundreds if not thousands of miles away in parts unknown there was a dark night sky over an uncharted island. Dark clouds roamed over the southern end where at the cliff was a large complex built right into the rocky slab of stone. Its antennas and windows were bright and abuzz, lighting up the night sky with an eery glow. Showing the keep out, danger, enter and die signs.
Inside of the main lab and control room the self appointed master of all evil Dr. Drakken was at one of his many workshops. Drakken was in his usual blue doctors coat but with added welding goggles as he was bent over and tinkering with his latest project.
In the back of the room around the pool was his contractually labeled 'side-kick' Shego wearing a black and green bikini with sunglasses, laying on an expensive looking lounge chair. Shego laid there filing her nails while under a large tanning lamp.
"Ah-ha! I've done it Shego!" Drakken cheered as he turned off the welder and held up the hand held dark green device. "With your successfully theft of the device and my having now broken its defenses, we can now use the EMA. With it we can begin my plan to-"
"Take over the world, got it." Shego quipped as she blew the dust off her nails. "That's your plan every time, never gets old."
"Nahhh! I am the evil genius Shego. Taking over the world is the only scheme worthy of an evil genius."
"Yeah, well for such an evil genius you still made me steal your latest super weapon. Aren't you supposed to be inventing your own stuff. Whats up with the stealing?"
"Its called outsourcing Shego. Besides, why invent the wheel?" Drakken defended as he walked around his workshop and to the side of the lair with some sort of control panel built into the stone wall. "Or in this case theelectron magneto accelerator! With this I can increase the power of any electrical device to evil proportions."
"So your going to test it on… what? The thermostat?" Shego asked as she started filing the fingers on her other hand."
"Air conditioner actually." Drakken answered as he pointed the device toward the panel on the wall. "It will make the perfect test subject."
"Alright, but reinventing the wheel will have to wait until after you fix the air conditioner when that thing breaks it." Shego shrugged.
"Mock me if you wish Shego, but you'll eating those words after you see-" Drakken pressed the big red button at the base of the device. But instead of supercharging the air conditioner, the mad doctor instead saw a yellow circle grinning back at him on the small screen. "A smiley face Emogi?"
"Oh-hoh-ho, don't worry Dr. D." Shego laughed. Turning around Drakken saw that Shego was sitting up and looking right at him with the biggest smile on her face. "I'm sure you'll fix it. You're so smart."
"Uhhhh, thank you… Shego." Drakken nodded just before he pressed the big red button at the bottom of the device. The moment he did he saw that the yellow happy face was switched with a red angry frown. Before Drakken could even react he was buried under a large wave of dust and pebbles as Shego blasted the wall above him.
"You idiot!" Shego yelled. Drakken turned around and saw that Shego was now standing on the chair with her hands glowing hot, her tanning lamp knocked over on the ground and its bulb smashed. "I should have known that stupid thing would have backfired. It always does. All that work I put into stealing it. For nothing. As usual."
Drakken dived for his nearest work bench as Shego shot another hot plasma bolt at him, blasting a crater in the wall behind where he was standing. Drakken crawled for his desk to avoid her blasts. But he wasn't the only one moving as Shego jumped off her chair, flipped in the air and landing just in front the desk before she started clawing into it. Sheering entire chunks off of it one handful at a time.
"Damnit, what is happening?"
Drakken cursed as he put his hands over his head to try and shield himself from Shego's wrath. But the moment he did he accidentally hit the large red button again. Instantly the sound of metal being ripped from his desk stopped and was replaced by heavenly and childish like laughter and giggles.
Looking through the holes ripped into the desk, Drakken saw that Shego had indeed stopped her sudden rampage and was now just standing there in front of his desk with that same smile from before.
"The lair looks so cool now." Shego laughed. "I did great redecorating."
"Redecorating? Shego, you almost killed me and wrecked the lair. Why did-" Drakken stopped himself as when he stood up from behind the desk he saw the same bright yellow happy face on the device's screen from before. "Shego, are you alright?"
"I've never felt better Dr. D." Shego laughed.
"Shego, I think this device is affecting you. I'm going to try something with it. Is that alright?"
"Sure doc. I'm up for anything right now." Shego giggled like a child.
Drakken nodded at her before pressing the button again. But unlike a red or yellow face Drakken got a blue crying face. Instantly Drakken looked up and saw that Shego was now on the verge of tears before turning back to her lounge chair.
"My tanning lamp. Its ruined. It was the first thing I bought when I moved into the lair." Shego weeped.
"Ah-hah! Shego, I was right. Whatever this device is it connected to your moods and emotions." Drakken explained happily as he walked in-front of his now crying super mercenary. "Now then Shego, I'm going to try and turn it back to the 'happy' setting. The one with the yellow smiley face. At least until I can find away to shut it off for good."
"Oka-a-ay." Shego nodded crying.
Drakken hit the button again, but instead of getting the yellow happy face that he wanted, the super genius saw a pink happy face with hearts for eyes. Confused, Drakken looked up at his green and black bikini clad side-kick and could see that she was staring at him funny.
"Are you okay?" Drakken asked as Shego slid her fingers from the collar on his coat down to his chest.
"Oh, I'm just admiring your electro magneto what'cha-mahooy." Shego was stopped when Drakken backed up before her hand could get any lower.
"This isn't the EMA. Its some-Why are you looking at me like that?" Drakken asked, with fear crawling up his spine. Drakken felt nearly terrified when Shego grabbed his chin and pulled him closer to her before turning his head from side to side.
"I never realized how blue and deliciously evil you are."
"This can't be good for me." Drakken said pulling himself free, still wondering if he should be afraid for his life or not. "Uh, don't you have more important things to be doing?"
"Oh, yes I do." Shego teased before she shot a neon green plasma beam at the wall from her hand. When the smoke cleared Drakken could see that an imprint of both their initials inside of a heart with an arrow through it.
"Ohhh, its that." Drakken laughed in fright, backing up from Shego again as she pretended to claw at him growling like a cat. "Shego, whatever's happening, its the device. Its making you act like this. Its making you act all..."
"Horny?" Shego answered as she crawled on all fours over to Drakken.
"Uhhhh… yeah. Remember Shego, that control chip a few years ago? Well whatever this is, its similar enough to it."
Drakken said as Shego stood up in front of him with her hands behind her back, sticking her well endowed chest out to his face. Drakken couldn't help but look down and enjoy the view of her large heaving breasts inside of the green and black bikini.
"Oh who cares? We've never needed a doohicky to have sex before."
"Yeah, but Shego the device is-"
"Who knows? Maybe having one might be better."
Shego teased as she slowly pulled the strings on the back of her bikini loose before the knot was untied and it fell to the ground. Giving Drakken a full frontal, her light green nipples staring back at his dark navy eyes. Drakken, his face completely blank, tosses the device behind him into the swivel chair.
"Maybe you're right."
Shego's smirk grows into a fully smile full of hunger as she grabs hold of the shoulders of Drakken's blue doctors coat and pulling him in for a kiss as if she was starving. Unsurprisingly Drakken was loving this but all to abruptly Shego broke the kiss as she backed away. The love mad super mercenary ripped off Drakken's coat in one pull. Breaking all the buttons and zippers.
Drakken looks at Shego in surprise for a moment before seeing Shego ignite the two halves of his flame retardant coat into purple flames. Knowing where this was going Drakken instantly went to unfasten his belt as he didn't want Shego to accidentally harm his… tender area.
Drakken's theory was proven correct. As when the coat was completely burnt to ashes Shego grabbed and yanked off his blue undershirt. As she did, Drakken felt Shego's freshly filed nails cut into the skin of his chest. Her flames instantly cauterizing the scratches as they burn the cotton of the shirt and the flesh of his body.
"Ouch!"
Drakken said dropping his pants around his ankles. Drakken sighed in relief as he saw Shego extinguish her flames after the remains of his shirt burned away. But that relief was short as he saw Shego touch the sides of her bikini bottoms and watched as the strings burned away and what remained fell to the ground. Leaving the gorgeous green girl standing in front of him. Steam radiating off her skin. Even without her powers active Shego, especially her hands, were still hot enough to burn. Drakken gulped thinking of all the painful implications.
Shego reached for his blue and green polka dot boxers but was stopped as Drakken grabbed her wrists with his flame retardant gloves.
"I-I'll take those off."
Shego smirked as she stood back up before slowly licking her right palm up to the tip of her index finger, steam sizzling off her hand and tongue. Drakken bit his lip at the sight as he yanked his boxers off. His large biochemically enhanced member now free and throbbing in excitement.
"I've been waiting for that all day." Shego licked her lips, steam sizzling off them.
"Well wait no more and bend over that desk." Drakken said pointing to the closest counter that wasn't reduced to a smoldering ruin during Shego's rampage.
"Grrrr! I love it when you're all bossy." Shego growled as she swayed her way and bent over the desk, wagging her almost overly ample butt to the mad doctor.
Shego bit her lip as she felt Drakken grab hold of her hips and held back a moan of delight as she felt him slide his erection against her pussy trying to line it up. Shego loudly groaned as Drakken pushed into her. Thanks to the device's effects on her, Shego came almost instantly from the sheer pleasure.
Shego gripped the end of the desk hard, hard enough that thanks to her super strength she actually dented and was crushing the sheet metal as Drakken plowed into her. Quickly Shego began pushing back against Drakken as he went into her, which they both loved.
Unbeknownst to them both, Shego's hands ignited at the end of the desk. Quickly burning past the surface pant and started warming the cheep metal.
Shego moaned in pleasure as Drakken kept pumping into her slow, hard and deep. Just the way Shego liked it. Drakken himself was greatly enjoying it, but felt something hot radiating in front of him. Opening his eyes Drakken saw that Shego's hands were fully aflame with green plasma and the entire top of the desk was now glowing red hot with the rest of it well on its way.
Drakken instantly jumped away from the desk, pulling Shego along with him, her hands having pulled a couple of chunks of near molten metal. When he did Shego landed hands first on the floor, the flames on her hand extinguish thanks to sinking into a pile of sand from the crater Shego blasted earlier. Drakken pulled them both a few feet away from the melting desk before Shego grew impatient. Clawing into the stone floor, stopping them both, and glared at Drakken.
Drakken got the message and judged that he was far enough away from the desk not to get burnt and picked up right where he left off.
"That's it Dr. D! Fuck me harder!"
Drakken obliged and pulled at Shego's hips as he pumped into her with Shego pushing back against him with her arms and hips. Things where going great for the villainous lovers, until Drakken pulled out too far and Shego slipped from his hands and onto the floor.
"Whoops."
Without skipping a beat, Shego jumped back up with the same hungry smirk she had before.
"Uhg, I-" Drakken was interrupted as Shego charged him. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, Shego kissed him hard on the lips as she swung her left leg around his waist. They both moan into each other as they continue where they left off.
Drakken grabbed hold of Shego's firm and luscious behind with his admittedly tiny digits as he bucked into her. Shego wrapped her other leg around his waist.
"Ride'em cowboy!" Shego yelled as she bounced off of him.
Using her legs and momentum, Shego bounced and bucked off of Drakken as he pumped into her. Thanks to Shego's position, Drakken's head was firmly in front of her chest and her amazingly huge green breasts as they bounced in front of him.
Practically hypnotized Drakken tried licking Shego's left nipple but couldn't, so he simply burred his head into her ample cleavage. Shego herself couldn't be happier, even if the device had been on the 'happy' setting. As thanks to the new position and the rate at how she was bouncing off of him, Drakken was going the deepest into her Shego could remember and at just the speed she liked. Thanks to the effects of the device it felt like Shego was cumming with every thrust as she screamed her lungs out.
Though Drakken himself couldn't hold out much longer. Aside from being hip deep in quite possibly the literally hottest piece of ass in all of super villainy and very close to cumming, his legs felt like they were going to light on fire and not because of Shego's powers.
That dilemma was solved when he pulled Shego down on top of him and came into her hard. They both groaned in absolute glee before Drakken collapsed, landing with his back on the floor. Shego herself feel right off him when they hit the ground and flipped over on her side nest to him.
Both of the would be world conquerors out of breath. Drakken turns his head to Shego, his eyes firmly on her large heaving breasts as she tries to catch her breath.
"T-tha- that was-"
"Amazing." Shego turned her head to his. Shego then pushed herself close enough to peck Drakken on the lips before collapsing.
"You alright?"
"I-I'm gr-great." Shego sighed.
"Do you still feel..."
"Like my head is being messed with by some stupid doohicky? Nah, head is clear. Well, clear enough." Shego said taking a deep breath. "Soon as I hit the ground it felt like the whatever turned off."
"Wonder why?" Drakken asked, rubbing he back of his head. As he did, Shego looked down at Drakken's deflating but still impressive member. Shego licked her lips again as she grabbed hold of it and gently started pumping. Drakken's head sharply turned at the villainess as Shego jumped over him and straddled his thighs, still pumping his member.
"Ready for round two?"
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"RAAAHHH! All this clutter!"
Kim roared as she tossed her clothes hanger after hanger out of her closet. Just as Kim was about to throw the hanger containing her mission gear through her window, Kim's eyes glowed a bright yellow.
"I could give them all to charity." Kim happily cheered. "The people would be so happy."
Kim's eyes then suddenly glowed to a bright baby blue. Dropping the hanger on the ground in a clomp.
"But my closet would look so empty."
Kim whimpered as she walked over to her bed and fell face first into her pillow and started crying. Soon enough the heroine's head shot up from the pillow, her eyes glowing hot pink, and looked around her room. Quickly, she spots a picture of her and Ron standing in front of the Go city Bueno Naco grand opening.
Kim picked up the frame as she flipped over on her back and licked her lips at the picture inside of it. Kim slid her hand down from waist and into her pants.
"Ronny."
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Now how's that for a plot twist right? Yeah, inside the actual episode Team Possible had the moodulator remote while Drakken had the EMA. But since Monique was Kim's side-kick this time around it was reversed.
And hey, Drakken actually figuring it out way faster than anyone on Team Possible is actually pretty plausible. He is an actual scientist after all and he doesn't have nearly as many distractions from its effects as they others did.
I wonder who this will affect our favorite millionaire and our least favorite queen Bee? Till next time.
