CC:No.
Jezrianna:I double fumbled. With Shego and Fox related, Fox would know anyway. Good point, I'll have to partially re-write eighteen then. Sigh.
I know, it was relatively bad. I makes more sense later on. He was being a bigger jerk than usual.
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"Why didn't you mention it?" Shego asked, as she slid her shirt over her head.
"Mention what?" Kim asked, carefully bending over as she slid her pants off.
"That you were in love with Stoppable." Shego said, as she dug in the closet.
"That I'm what?" Kim said, freezing in mid-motion.
"You're in love with Stoppable. Even Dr. D. could see it." Shego said, as she stepped back with two dresses in her hands. Kim recognized one.
"I'm so not." She replied, and took the dress Shego held out. "Why are we getting dressed up for dinner at home?" She asked, the thought suddenly occurring to her.
"What makes you think we're eating at home?" Her mother said from the stairway. "I got Nana to take Jim and Tim, and we're going out to eat." She smiled. "That was excellent acting Shego."
"Thank you." Shego replied, sliding her dress up.
"What acting?" Kim snapped.
"Your mother is far smarter than you give her credit for. She knew as soon as we came home, what had happened. We arranged this. Not Gemini of course. But the rest of this." Shego smiled. Kim realized she meant the fiasco in the kitchen. "We've also got a restaurant booked. I asked Adam about it, but didn't tell him the rest of the plan. Got to have some secrets." Kim raised a hand. "And since we haven't since we devised the plan...." She smiled. Kim's mother looked confused.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Oh, that's right. See this?" Shego lit her hand, and then put it out. "It's called the Go Team Glow, which is a stupid name, but that's not the point. Each member of Team Go has one, the other four are my brothers, and then Adam. Adam is not, and never was a member, though my brother Hego, pushed him to join. Anyway, Adam's is white, and it allows him to absorb all the information something contains, or someone for that matter, no matter how it's stored. It does take everything though, so ethically, he only uses it on villains, or with permission. However, my powers and his are similar, in one important way. We have to actively exercise control on them. My brothers have to call their powers forth, to use them, and they remain dormant otherwise. Mine and Adam's are always ready. His only ever encompass his hands though, while mine would cover me completely. We have to control them or they would burn energy faster than we could replenish it. During certain moments, we lose all control though, and our powers are fully active. Mine, produce a unique buzz." She smiled. "I've never heard any complaints about it." Kim blushed, and so did her mother. "Adam's on the other hand, draw everything from whoever, or what ever he's touching. It bypasses any and all mental safeguards, and blocks put in place by the person he's touching, or if it's a computer, they blow through firewalls and passwords." Jean gasped.
"Doesn't that make him kind of dangerous to people?" She asked. Shego shook her head.
"Only those he's sleeping with. Part of why we have a no faith policy." Shego shrugged.
"No faith?" Jean asked curiously. Kim spoke up, as she slid her dress on.
"If I walk down the street, and want to sleep with a guy I meet, they have no complaints about it. the only restriction, is that I make no complaints about them sleeping with someone else." Kim shrugged. "With our precautions, I don't see the harm."
"Well..." Her mother began. Shego cut in.
"That buzz I mentioned? It also passes on the curative properties of my powers. Anyone I'm touching at the time, gets the effect." She smiled. "Adam and I made sure of that a long time ago."
"I guess. I don't think that we should mention that policy to your father though." Kim's mother said with a slight worried smile. Kim gave her a hug.
"Thanks mom." She smiled.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get ready." Her mother grinned, and vanished down the stairs.
"Shego? Thank you too." Kim smiled. Shego's answering grin, was wicked.
"You can thank me, later." She said with a smile. "For now, you can zip me up." She said, and turned her back to Kim.
"Of course." She grinned.
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An hour later, Kim's father arrived home, and found them waiting for him. "Now what did I do?" He asked with a sigh.
"Nothing. Yet." Kim's mother smiled. "Go get dressed. We're going out to dinner." She ordered. There was a note in her voice, that neither Kim, nor Shego recognized instantly, but Kim's father did. He sighed, and set his brief case down, and walked upstairs. "Isn't he such a nice boy?" Jean asked rhetorically. Then it dawned. It wasn't a note of command as might be expected. Instead, it was the simple pronunciation, to behave, or he wasn't getting any. For a very long time. Kim giggled at that, and her mother winked. Her father returned shortly, dressed in a black tuxedo, with a small, black box in his hands. Her mother stared. He lifted the box, and opened it.
"I told you I'd find it." He grinned impishly.
"Aren't you sweet." There, nestled in side the box, was a pearl necklace. Embedded in each of the pearls, was a small, silver mounted diamond, which made it sparkle in the light. Kim and Shego stared. Kim could hear Shego murmuring a mantra to herself.
'I'm not a thief anymore. I'm not a thief anymore.' It was quiet enough, that only Kim could hear it though. Her mother lifted the necklace out, and slipped it on, with a warm smile. The doorbell rang. Shego crossed the floor with a flourish. She opened the door. Adam stood there, smiling. As the door opened, and revealed the Kim and Shego, he, and Ron, who he'd crammed into a tuxedo, stopped smiling. Their jaws hung open.
Shego smiled at them. :At least the dress is having it's desired effect.: She thought. That made her grin even wider. Aforementioned, desired effect, seemed to be to make them both lose composure. The dress, was a deep, emerald green, strapless, with an oval in the center of the belly, showing just the very top of the belly button. The rest of the dress ran to the floor, finishing in a sweep, just above the ankles. Her hair, had been split into three tails, and then they were braided back up through themselves, and produced a long sweeping effect, that would, Adam was sure, keep it out of the way, for anything short of a sword fight. Since he didn't intend on starting one, he was willing to bet that it would remain like that for the rest of the night. Adam closed his mouth, and blinked, just once. Then he looked into her eyes.
"I can say that without a doubt, you have never looked better." He smiled, and swept forwards, and wrapped his right arm around her. Then he and Ron turned to see Kim. :I feel like I'm 8.: Was what popped into his mind, as Kim stepped into view. Ron smiled.
The dress she wore, was more subdued, probably because she couldn't have pulled off Shego's dress. She didn't need to. The dress wrapped around her shoulders, and had no sleeves, but was a deep shade of near blood red, and between it and the rubies, that she'd threaded into her hair, it was as looking into the sunset. While the front was uninterrupted, and conservative. The back seemed to have taken a vacation, and never returned. From just a few inches above her waist, the dress vanished from a line just behind her shoulders. She'd left her hair loose, to make the rubies in it move, and glitter in the light. Ron smiled.
"Guess I'm your date for the night." He grinned. Kim smiled back warmly. Kim's mother was in a dress similar to Kim's, but it had a lower neckline, and a higher back.
Ron, and Kim's father, were in black tuxedo's, with a white shirt underneath. Adam, appeared to be trying to steal the show though. Instead of a tuxedo, he was wearing armor. Obviously intended as dress armor, it was beautiful none the less. A full chest, and back plate, with the front etched with four dragon's, in full flight. Around the sides of the armor, two claws stretched, and hooked into the front plate in pre made holes. Another pair stretched over his shoulders. It gave the effect that there was a dragon on his back. Which, when he turned, they could see there was. The neck vanished up the top of the armor, with each of the claws, supposedly belonging to it. Shego pointed out about the neck. He grinned sheepishly.
"Actually, there's a helmet, that goes with the armor, since I attend a few medieval festivals on occasion, but that's not the point. The neck continues on the helmet, and the head, is resting on mine. The only problem, is that I can't find the helmet. It was supposed to be in my luggage. I brought the armor, but the helmet was gone. It should be with the rest of my things. When they get here." He shrugged. "Shall we go?" He offered Shego his arm. Kim and Ron lead the way out, and then they stopped. Adam and Shego, and Kim's parents stepped around them. Shego led them to the curb, where a long blue limo waited. 4 pair of eyes looked at Adam. He shook his head indicating it wasn't him. Everyone of them looked at Shego, who smiled and shrugged. The driver opened the door, and the entire wall came with it, a ramp sliding down for Ron's wheelchair. After they were in, he closed the door.
"Ron, when do you get out of that wheel chair anyway?" Kim asked.
"End of the week, I graduate to crutches." He sighed.
"Adam, think you can help him along?" Kim's mother asked.
"Only the bullet wound. I don't have enough power to deal with the broken leg, as long as I'm on my own reserves, and they aren't good enough to link up." He said, with a sad shake of his head. Ron, and Kim's father stared at him. "Maybe you'd better explain." He said, and leaned back, to watch. They explained, with only minor corrections from Adam. "It amounts to manipulating the matter of the universe, with a certain type of energy. It's more complicated, but that's a fitting description of it."
"Amazing. Can we have a demonstration?" Kim's father asked.
"Coolio, like Everlot?" Ron asked. Adam took a deep breath.
"Yes. And sort of. Everlot simplifies it for computer use." He slid across the seat. "Hold really still." He reached out, and light flooded out from his hand, showing them the wound, through pantleg, and bandages. The wound was nasty, but he ignored the gasps. The image changed, and it showed the entire tunnel where the round had punched through. Then it began to contract in the middle, slowly, it vanished as it worked it's way out. Then it was gone completely.
"Adam. I can't feel my leg." Ron reported. Adam stared at him. Then he sighed. The image changed, and there was over laid, the entire nerve network. The back entrance cut clean across the largest nerve. Adam swore.
"Adam!" Shego snapped. He ignored her.
"That one got damaged when they closed the wound." Kim's mother sighed. "I'd hoped it would heal.
"Don't worry, I'm not quite spent yet." He said, though he was breathing hard. The nerve twitched, and then flexed, then the ends grew together. They fused as if nothing had been done to them. Adam leaned back against the seat, and closed his eyes. "Now, I'm spent."
"Are you alright?" Kim's father asked.
"No, but I will be. Let me know when we get there." He replied.
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When they arrived at the restaurant, they climbed out, including Ron, who Kim let use her as a crutch. Adam muttered something, and Shego slammed him with her elbow. Her next comments, were not polite, considering the armor, which while it was just for show, was real steel. She rubbed her elbow, and muttered something back at him. He laughed, and threw his arm around her. They walked into the restaurant. Adam had taken care of this part.
"Reservation for 6, name of Marcae." He grinned widely at the maitre'd. The man nodded, and touched a small blue button on the pedestal before him.
"Inside, the elevator immediately on your left." He said, with a small smile. They entered the second set of doors, and turned left. The sign on the door of the elevator read: Manager's Guests only.
"It's Adam." He said, tapping on the doors. They slid open, revealing a spacious elevator. They entered, and the doors shut. The elevator rose and then stopped. The doors opened. The room, they entered, was lit entirely, by the ceiling, which consisted of nothing but windows. The walls, were mirrored, reflecting the light, and enhancing the effects. Except Adam, everyone gasped at the effect. "Think this is impressive? When there's a full moon, it's heavenly. Can't see a thing, but it's beautiful." Adam laughed, and they stepped out. An older man, with a well groomed, and clean shaven face approached, at a leisurely pace. He shook Adam's hand.
"Nice to see you again my friend. It has been too long." The man said, with a grin. It looked unnatural on his face.
"And you Pierre. I trust house rules still apply up here?" Adam asked, calmly.
"But of course, and these would be?" He turned to the others.
"I'm Shego, very nice to meet you." Shego nodded to him. He bowed in return.
"My name is Kim Possible." She inclined her head.
"I'm Jean Possible." Her mother curtsied slightly. Pierre's eyes danced as he bowed back.
"Call me Jim Possible." He said, stretching out his hand. Pierre shook it, with an absolute calm.
"And I'm Ron Stoppable." He shook Pierre's hand.
"And I, am Pierre La Verneau, Chef extraordinaire." He said, with a wave of his hand, and a bow.
"Just as long as you don't ask for Escargot." Adam laughed. Pierre glared at him.
"One time, and you'll never let me live it down, will you?" He asked. Adam shook his head.
"Excuse me, but what was the comment about house rules?" Jim Sr. asked.
"The drinking age within the manager's suite, is only eighteen." Pierre replied. "I doubt that will be a problem tonight though. The table in the center is yours, the menu's are already there. I'll be back in a few minutes." He smiled, and walked away. They sat down. Jim Sr. looked at Adam.
"What did he mean, not a problem?" He asked, suspiciously.
"It's Wednesday, they don't serve liquor on Wednesday. It's a family tradition." Adam replied with a shrug. He lifted the menu. True to his word, Pierre returned shortly, carrying an appetizer tray, with bread sticks, and sauce, then took their order. Shego spoke up first.
"Two lamp chop platters, medium rare. Family size spaghetti platter, and a rack of pork ribs. Add a salad, and pitcher of Coke." Adam made a face at the last, but said nothing. "You guys eating?" She asked.
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During the meal Adam excused himself to the bathroom. A moment later, Kim's father followed, though she wasn't suspicious of his motives. When he entered the men's room, it was empty, except for Adam who was washing his hands, and only glanced up. He didn't particularly consider the man a threat. A moment later, as he found his back pressed against the wall, and a hand around his throat, he decided that blanket assumptions, were probably not a good idea. The hand released him after a moment, and he found himself facing a very irritated doctor. No, something far more dangerous, an irritated father, he decided.
"So, you and Shego." The man said, as Adam rose to his feet, rubbing his throat.
"And Kim." He replied. "Damn, you must have been a boxer."
"Yes, I was." The man pursed his lips. "I have to say this. I don't like you."
"I didn't think so." Adam replied, staying calm.
"I think you are arrogant. Braggy. A show off. Dangerous. And unsuited for Kim." Her father commented.
"I'll admit to all but arrogant. As for being unsuited, is anyone in a fathers eyes? I don't think I am, to tell you the truth, but when dealing with a woman, it's not really our opinion that matters, is it?" Adam replied, leaning against the wall.
"I have to say you're right on both accounts. So, what do you think that means?" He asked carefully.
"That I'm waiting to hear the ground rules." Adam replied.
"Oh, there's no rules. Only certainties. Such as, if you hurt Kim in anyway, I will kill you. There will be no discussion, no second chances, and it will last a very long time. If you attempt to force her into something she does not want to do, I will kill you. If I find out, that you are in any way, shape, or form, not what she thinks you to be, I will kill you. All the magic in the world, will not save you. Understand?" He asked sweetly.
"Completely. Now, there is something I want to tell you." Her father leaned forwards.
"I'm all ears." He smiled, in a manner that portrayed so many emotions, Adam was unsure which he intended. Dimly, in the back of his mind, it occurred to him that he probably meant all of them. With a careful swallow, he spoke.
"I'm not going to hurt Kim. I like her. Love her, truthfully, though whether I'm in love with her, is a matter of debate. I don't truly think she's in love with me either. I think it's Ron she wants. Shego thinks so too. Why me? It's something magic does, that I can't really control. It seems to influence those around me. It doesn't always work, something you're living proof of. Strong emotion breaks the spell with rather impressive ease. If it makes you feel better, I can push her away without hurting her. I know how, I've done it often enough." He sighed.
"That's probably not a good idea. If she's hurt, she goes into overdrive for a while, then reverts. If she's pushed away like that, she'll get depressed and that's dangerous." Jim sighed. "Besides, until Ron is completely better, she has to work with you."
"Not really, Shego's more than capable. I could simply disappear, and she'd never hear from me again." Once again her father shook his head.
"She'd think she did something wrong, and it wouldn't be any good for her. Shego might let something slip as well." He smiled. "Besides, I like having someone around, that listens when I lay down the law." He grinned.
"Guess we should get back, before they send Ron looking for us." Adam grinned. Jim laughed.
"They wouldn't do that. They'd come after us themselves." He gave Adam a level look. "I'm not going to let up on you though. Any hints, and you die."
"Good for you, one other thing." He leaned close and whispered something in Kim's father's ear. His eyes narrowed then widened.
"Really?" Adam nodded, as they returned to the table.
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"Well, I have to say, I'm impressed." Jim Sr. said. "That was a very nice night." He finished. They were standing outside the Possible residence. "Well, we'll see you later." He said, and led his wife into the house. Adam turned to Kim and Shego. They smiled. He turned to Ron.
"Remember that thought I mentioned?" He asked. Ron held up a hand.
"I already know. You're sleeping with Kim and Shego." He replied, sadly. Adam stared a moment, and beat his head against the hood of his car.
"How do they keep doing that?" He asked no one in particular. "Yes, as a matter of fact, we are. But before you fly off the handle, and say I hope you're happy together, Kim and Shego are going to explain a few things." He sat on the hood of his car. Kim walked up to Ron. She made sure he was staring into her eyes. Then she kissed him. It wasn't a friendly kiss either. She caught him off guard, and plunged her tongue past his lips, and into his mouth. He half gasped, and then kissed her back. As always, happy to let her take control. When she stepped back, he had a dreamy smile on his face. And lipstick as well. Shego tapped Kim on the shoulder.
"May I?" Kim nodded.
"Of course." Shego stepped forwards, and kissed him as well. Adam reached out from the left, and Kim from the right, and as he fell, they caught him. They'd both felt the effects of THAT kiss. It was enough to bring them both down to their knees. Neither felt it was prudent for Ron to fall to the ground, with his leg injured. He gripped the top of the door.
"See, we don't mind sharing each other." Shego said, with a wicked grin. "As long as you don't mind sharing others with us." She added. He stared.
"What she means Ron, is if you want to go after Zita, as well as me, we don't care." Kim said, and kissed him again. A more tame kiss this time. Adam poked him.
"I don't share me unless you look like them." He said. Ron nodded, more than a little unnerved out by the entire idea.
"I agree with that." He said. "One thing." They gave him their full attention. "Shego, how long exactly have you wanted to do that?" He asked her. Three people gazed expectantly at her.
"A very long time." She said with a smile. "Let's go Kimmie." She turned and headed for the house. Kim stared at thin air for a moment, and then turned and followed. Adam tapped Ron on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, you get used to that." He chuckled. "Need help?" Ron shook his head, as he walked around the car, using it as a balance. He climbed in. Adam sat down. The silver sports car hummed to life.
"Adam, do me a favor?" Ron said, as Adam backed out of the driveway.
"Sure." Adam said with a grin.
"Don't mention this to my parents." Adam laughed, and nodded. "Thanks dude." Ron sighed.