Disclaimer: I don't own Kim, or Shego, or anything else related with Kim Possible, but all the OC's are mine.
Shego found herself gripping the seats nervously as the plane touched down. Kim stared at her. "I thought you flew all the time?" She asked.
"So?" Shego asked through clenched teeth. "I've always hated landing." The engines began to whine as they went into reverse, decelarating and coming around towards the gate. Kim chuckled, and watched out the window.
"So this is Swizterland." Kim grinned. "Warmer than I thought it would look."
"It is, if only because it's summer." Shego nodded. "Once we reach higher altitudes, it's almost perpetual winter." She grinned. "Excellent for two things."
"And those are?" Kim asked, as they stepped towards the exit.
"Skiing, and watching skiers." Shego grinned.
"We're here on business." Kim pointed out.
"Only for a week." Shego smiled widely. "I notice you didn't mention it was only a one week conference." Kim looked away, whistling.
"The harm in that is?" Kim asked with a slight smile, as she turned back.
"Are you sure we can trust them?" Shego asked with a grin. "I mean I extracted a promise that he wouldn't leave, but can we trust them not to kill themselves while we're gone for two weeks?" She asked.
"I doubt they'll kill themselves." Kim replied, as they approached customs. "It'd take a lot to make them die from exhaustion." Shego gave her a flat stare.
"I was actually thinking of burning the house down." She replied just as flatly. "Now you've given me something else to worry about."
"Don't worry, as soon as we reach the hotel, I'll take your mind off the worries." Kim grinned, setting her bag on the table, and handing over her passport.
"Gee, thanks." Shego retorted sarcastically.
The ride to the hotel didn't take as long as expected, and they checked in without problem. The meeting with the client was scheduled long enough after arrival, that there was ample time for a shower. Even one not taken alone. Emerging from the larger bedroom of the suite, Kim glanced at Shego.
"Do I look professional enough?" She asked. Dressed in a dark blue shirt, and jeans, along with boots, and a heavy jacket, she turned around.
"Fit to kill. And me?" She was wearing combat fatigues.
"You look militant." Kim grunted. "Aren't we supposed to have radioes and jacket's marking us security?"
"You'll probably get them when you get there. If you're supposed to be wearing the jackets that is." Genny answered. Both jumped.
"I thought you were still at the house." Shego asked. Kim nodded.
"Keeping an eye on the boys." She added.
"I was, but they don't need a chaperone." Genny dismissed it with a wave. "Besides, you guys are probably going to have some fun after the conference ends, aren't you?" She smiled.
"How did you know that?" Kim asked.
"Hello, supercomputer for a brain." Genny answered, tapping her forehead. "Besides, I won't tell." She grinned. "Adam's boring when left to his own devices."
"Alright, you can tag along. You going to help us with the job?" Shego asked.
"Of course, why else would I have come before you started work?" Genny grinned. The door buzzed.
"Miss Possible? Miss Shego?" A voice called. "The limo is here for your appointment."
"Thank you, tell them we'll be right down." Kim called back through the door.
"Yes ma'am." Genny's brow knitted, as if she was thinking.
"There's still someone there. Three someones." Genny warned. The door exploded inward, but the three charging thugs were met with a blast of Shego's powers, knocking them across the room, and back into the opposite wall. Shego released her powers, letting the thugs drop to the floor. A pair of guards appeared a bit later, after Kim called security, and carted the three away, to wait for the police. The phone rang.
"Hello?" Kim asked, after hitting the speaker button.
"Miss Possible?" The voice asked.
"Yes?" Kim replied.
"Are you ready to go? Our chopper will be arriving in five minutes." The voice asked.
"Actually, we were attacked, and need to stay and talk to the police." Kim replied.
"We know, they were working for us. We wanted to see if your reputation was an exxageration or not. Having seen it, we're happy to welcome you aboard. My name is Sandra Ifalin. I'll be waiting for you at our chopper pad. I want to apologize in advance for our pilot, she's a bit of a foul mouth. How many of you are coming?" Sandra asked.
"Shego, and I, and the Genesis hoverpad. The latter will follow the chopper." Kim replied.
"I'd rather it didn't." Sandra replied. "I don't trust artificial intelligences."
"Fine, screw you then." Genny snapped. "You can deal without my enhanced security measures."
"Was that?" Sandra questioned.
"That's Genny, she's got a bit of attitude." Kim replied with a laugh. "Believe me, you can trust her."
"Alright, I'll take your word for it Miss Possible. Just remember, if anything goes wrong, it's on your head." The line clicked as the phone was hung up. Shego stared at it for a moment.
"Awfully rude, isn't she?" Shego asked. Kim nodded.
"Yeah, and she sounds nervous. I wonder why?" She added.
"Incoming chopper. I guess it's time to go find out." Genny replied.
