Chapter 8

Shego laid in her bed fuming at her current situation, as well as at Kim Possible. She didn't like her situation…not one bit! She was locked up in a place where she knew she couldn't escape, and she was doomed to stay here forever unless she turned toward being good. She groaned at her plight. Some choice she had, she told herself, either turn into a goody two shoes like Kimmie, or have to be around this joint for all eternity. Her mental worrying was shattered as she heard the doors of her cell make sounds of opening, then she sat up, seeing Kim coming inside her room, followed by four GJ agents who moved to guard the door.

"Hello, Stephanie dear. How are you?" Kim asked solicitously, smiling.

Shego glared at her. "For your information, the name is Shego, Annie. And, if you think I´ll be responding to the other name than that one, you've got another thing coming." Shego made special emphasis on the word 'Annie'.

Kim smiled, completely ignoring the 'Annie' remark, and looked over at Shego. "Whatever you say, Stephie. Now though, you need to get ready," Kim declared matter-of-factly.

Shego, despite herself, was undeniably curious…but wasn't about to let Kim know that! "Oh, really?" she countered, making a big show of yawning. "Why?"

Kim smiled back at her. "Oh, be nice, Stephanie. Dinner will be along very soon. And, with that being said, Dr. Director thought that all of you could join each other during your mealtimes. You remember now, don't you?"

Shego rolled her eyes at that. "Hmph! Like I care," she remarked, looking down at her nails.

Kim smiled again and then headed over to Shego's closet, where she opened it, then set about looking for something special in there for the beautiful villainess to wear. It wasn't too long before she found just the thing! "Ah ha! I knew I packed you one!" Kim announced, grinning ear-to-ear. "Just what the occassion calls for really," she added, flicking a clever glance Shego's way. "Don't you think?"

Shego looked away, grumbling. "Whatever," she groused, annoyed. Then, Kim reappeared with something in her grasp now. Shego's eyebrows flew up upon seeing what was in her hands, gasping for breath. For, in Kim Possible's slender hands she now held something so appalling, so foul, that only Kim could ever of devised such a thing! A dress! Yes, you heard right! A dress...one in pretty (did I just think that? Shego asked herself) forest green, complete with a pair of oh-so-lame, yet lovely (Shego's blinked, did I think that too?) elbow length satin gloves and a pair of black knee length boots sporting high heels. Shego growled---literally!---at first. "No! Uh-uh! No way!" she insisted. "There is absolutely no way I'm wearing that...that thing!"

Kim continued to close on her, then leaned over to softly pat Shego on her cheek. "Oh, but you are," she informed the huffy Shego. "You just don't realize it yet, dear." Kim held out the dress to the villainess. "Now, be a good girl, and put this on."

Shego pulled sharply away from Kim's touch, glowering. "What is it with you, Kimmie? Was there a part of 'NO' that your puny little mind didn't quite comprehend?" Shego folded her arms before herself resolutely. "Here, let me spell it out for you then. I. Am. Not. Wearing. That. DRESS! Period. End of story!"

Kim sighed heavily then, closing her eyes a moment. "Well, I was afraid of you'd be like this. I suppose that you leave me no other choice but to force the matter."

Oh, that finally got Shego to smile! She turned toward Kim, verdant flames lighting up both of her hands, beckoning to Kim, her eyes glittering. "Bring it on, Kimmie!" she urged.

Kim gently smiled at her, shaking her head wearily. "Okay…if you insist, Stephie." She reached into her pants pocket, and brought out a small device, holding it between her thumb and index finger. "Oh, by the way…remember this, Shego?"

The flames disappeared like a candle snuffed out in a gale from Shego´s hands, her brow furrowing a moment in confusion. "Um, no. Should I?" She frowned even further. "Though, hmm, now that you mention it, it does---oof!"

Kim took her 'guest' off-guard, and quickly slapped the small mind-control chip on to a very surprised Shego's forehead. "Sorry, Stephanie," Kim lamented. "But this is really for your own good."

A very animated Shego suddenly went very still.

Kim continued, though she frowned. "Sorry, but...this is only temporary. Now, could you please do me a favor and stand up?" Kim asked.

Shego did just as she was told, her eyes vacant as she got to her feet.
"Yes, Kim Possible," she droned softly. Now, within her mind, she was screaming bloody murder, cursing Kim out in a most horrible fashion. Shego silently seethed, thinking, how could you do this to me, Possible? You, better than anyone, knows what it's like to be under mind control!

Kim lifted up the pretty dress again, dangling it before Shego. "Here you go, girl. Now, take this inside the bathroom there, and change into it, okay?" Kim asked yet again, allowing the mind control chip to take care of things. "Oh, when you're done, come back out here and we'll see how pretty you are."

Shego, with a vacant smile on her face, blithely responded. "Yes, Kim Possible." She moved into the bathroom for several minutes, but soon returned. Much as Kim had originally surmised...Shego did indeed look gorgeous in her new dress.

Kim smiled at seeing Shego looking so fabulous, and got to her feet, where she led Shego over to before a mirror so the girl could take a look at herself. "See? You look just simply gorgeous. Now," Kim turned to the quiet Shego. "Answer me truthfully, Stephanie...what do you think of yourself in that dress?"

Shego turned woodenly to Kim. "What would you like me to answer, Kim Possible?" she responded in her same deadpan voice.

Kim frowned at her response, not what she was looking for, really. "C'mon, Steph...I want to know what you are really thinking. Now, give!" she commanded softly.

Shego initially tried to hide her feelings, but the chip was having none of that! Her own lips betrayed her, and she answered. "I think I look pretty darn nice...but, well, there's something missing, Kim Possible."

Kim agreed, tapping her chin a moment, thinking. Then, she had it! She dashed over to a small chest within the closet, opened it and pawed through it for several moments. She then came back, grinning triumphantly. She held a thin silver necklace, one bearing a small ebony pendant shaped like an 'S'. "Here you go," she remarked, moving behind Shego, where she draped it around her neck, fastening it. "Now, how's that? Better?" Kim asked.

Shego looked at herself in the mirror, then nodded in affirmation. "Yes, Kim Possible," she replied.

Kim nodded to herself, agreeing whole-heartedly. She then scooped up Shego's old black-and-green leotard up in her arms, informing her. "Hmm, I think I'll just keep this for you, shall I? Yes, I shall." She smiled knowingly, then added, "Trust me, you won't be using it again any time soon anyway." She then pulled her Kimmunicator out of her other pocket, aimed it at the mind control chip on Shego's smooth forehead, squinting as she did so. "Okay… Here goes nothing," Kim declared softly. She depressed a small button on her Kimmunicator, which in turn emitted a thin white beam of light, which zapped the chip, causing it to fall to the floor at Shego's feet. Kim wasted no time, and dashed over, picking up the fallen chip, and returning it to her pocket.

Shego meanwhile groaned, staggering on her feet, as she came to from her mind-controlled trance. She blinked and found herself before the mirror, where she saw herself---in a dress! She grit her teeth, and glowered over at Kim. "Look, Possible...if you think---even for a single minute!---that I'll let this go unpunished, you can think again! That was dirty pool...especially for you!"

Kim shrugged at that, but smiled. "Hey, a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do, Steph," she explained, grinning. She then turned toward the attending guards a moment, giving them a look to tell them to be alert and on their guard.

Shego looked down at herself with distase. "Am I going to look like this every meal?" she growled.

"No," Kim responded quickly. "But, since this is your first meal together, we at Global Justice felt it woud be rather nice to stage a little feast in your honor. Now, let's go to dinner, shall we?" She eyed Shego, who has crossed her arms, and was still glaring at her. "Okay, you can be like that if you like," Kim announced, crossing her own arms. "Of course, in that case, these four fine gents here will clap you in nice shiny bracelets and anklets, complete with very fashionable chains. Or…"

Shego was none too keen on the handcuff-and-chain routine. "Or...what?" she forced out through clenched teeth.

Kim (loving this oh so much!) blithely responded, "Or...you can be a good girl, and come along willingly with me...on your best behavior. It's your choice. So…what'll it be, Steph?" Kim demanded.

Shego wanted to come along nicely...but she also had a reputation to maintain. So...she waited a long minute before she moved over beside Kim, her arch-nemesis, and host for the evening. She looked over, smiling very thinly indeed. "I think I'll be going with Option Two...for today at least. Do lead on, Kimmie..."