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As she was going home after class the next day, Kim was once again lost in thoughts. She hadn't heard from Shego for days now, and it really worried her. What if something really happened to the vilainess, and Kim was the only one who knew it, thus being the one because of whom Shego's life would be over ? No, she wasn't...dead. She couldn't be. A tear rolled on Kim's cheek. She didn't really know why the thought that her green enemy had died caused so much emotions inside her. One thing was certain : she would miss her if she disappeared like that.

Kim arrived at her house, trying to have happy thoughts about all this. Shego wasn't dead. She was way too smart for that. She was probably somewhere, plotting the world's end, or taking a nap on a beautiful beach in an unknown place in the world. She was going to free Drakken from prison as usual, and then Kim could go back to trying to catch her and fighting her. There. It would soon be all right. Ron had tried to reassure her before, but her gut told her that something was wrong with Shego. And her gut rarely lied. While the vilainess sometimes disappeared because of her « holidays », she was never gone for long.

Kim arrived in her room, still thoughtful. She had to stop being like that ! She almost ran into her mom when she went upstairs because she wasn't fully aware of her surroundings. She was a little restless because of the situation, and this had to stop. She took her kimmunicator out of her pocket and she called Wade to ask him if he had any information on Shego's whereabouts. As usual, he had nothing. She hung up frustrated. She took her books and set up her desk to do her homework.

Suddently, as she was begining her study session, there was a noise behind her. She turned around. What… ? Apparently, the noise came from her schoolbag. She caught it, opening it to see which notebook had fallen. And then she screamed, surprised, letting go of the bag and standing up all of a sudden to take cover behind her chair :

- Wh...who's there ? And what are you doing in my bag ?

A familiar voice startled her :

- Relax, Pumpkin, it's only me...Also, when were you going to show your parents this bad grade in french ?