Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. If you recognize the characters, they aren't mine. I will never make any money from this.
"Well, I am hungry," said Mego.
"I could eat," said Shego.
"To the food court," Hego said impressively.
When they had arrived, the boys took her order and went in separate directions to get all their meals, leaving her at a table with her bags.
Then, her reflection stepped up. "Who do you think you're fooling?"
Shego kept her seat, managing not to act startled. "Those guys," she said with a smile.
"I don't know - or care - what you're game is, but you won't get away with it."
Shego peeked into one of her bags, "I seem to be doing rather well, so far."
"Hey, Shego!" said Wego as he brought a sandwich in a paper boat.
"Since when do you duplicate?" asked his twin.
"I don't," the standing Shego said coolly. "She's an imposter."
"Is that like a hologram?" Wego asked blankly.
The Shego that was sitting rolled her eyes, "She's not me."
"She's some stranger pretending to be me," said the standing Shego.
Wego and his twin looked at one another. "Okay," they shrugged and sat down to eat.
Mego came back with his tray and sat down, "Hey gang." He took his food off the tray and set the tray on top of a trash receptacle next to their table. "Pass the salt, Shego," he asked the girl that was standing.
Then Mego did a double take.
Hego then returned with two trays and sat down, setting one tray in front of Shego.
"Hego, do I need my eyes checked?" asked Mego.
Hego surveyed the two green women. "Sis, did you somehow get the red glow?"
"Oh, good!" said Mego. "I thought it was just me."
"No," said Shego as she unwrapped her sandwich.
"I did not get the red glow," the other Shego leaned over Hego angrily. She then turned to her doppelganger, "Stop finishing my sentences."
The other Shego glared at the standing one with her mouth full.
"She got an imposter," said Wego.
"Whatever that is," said his twin.
Hego grew concerned, "Which is she?"
"Her!" Shego and the imposter pointed at each other.
The standing woman set one hand aglow.
The woman at the table smiled and lifted her own glowing hand in the air.
"How?" the standing one asked, aghast.
"It's my power," Shego then took another bite.
"She's like a clone or something!" Shego yelled at her brothers.
They all watched her standing there as they ate.
"Has anyone thought she may be an evil clone?" She snapped.
"No," said Mego.
"Well!" Shego shouted in Hego's face. "What are we going to do about it?"
Hego made a strange face while he tried to swallow.
"She has a point," Shego said, wiping mustard off her chin. "We should arrest her, at least, before she hurts someone."
The boys were still quiet, uncertain.
Wego asked, "Why?
"It might be better with six of us," said his twin.
"She'll kill us in our sleep!" Shego began to pace around the table.
The other food court customers were now staring or leaving for fear a fight would start.
"You don't actually think she's me! Do you?" She stood over them, fuming.
"That's rather hard to determine," Hego said thoughtfully.
"We could lock them both up," suggested Mego.
"You are not locking," said Wego.
"away my sister," finished his twin.
"Wego, please," Hego said diplomatically. "It's just for a little while."
Both of the girls gasped. "You're Joking!" Then they glared at one another.
"Can you girls agree to come back to Go Tower and behave yourselves there?"
"What about -" the women said together before catching themselves and glaring at each other again.
"Her?" the standing one finished alone.
"We'll restrain you both there." Hego said plainly.
An hour later, both Shegos were left alone in force field protected cells in the tower basement, facing each other across the hall.
"This is pathetic," said the other woman as she paced.
"You're preaching to the choir," said Shego.
"You'll be found out," her reflection threatened.
"They can't tell us apart," Shego said calmly, filing her gloves' claws.
"We'll find a way."
"I'm not holding my breath. Even you can't tell us apart," Shego challenged.
The other one growled as her hands glowed briefly, "I know who I am!"
"Do you? You're just a clone grown in some lab. They probably gave you artificial memories and everything. It's more convincing that way."
"No way," the other woman breathed softly.
Shego watched happily as the other woman sat on her cot, looking depressed. Then a sobering thought came to her. If it is so easy to create false memories, how could she be sure that Dr. DuBelle had not altered her own memories? What if he had lied to her?
If so, then... NO. I know who I am!
After a while, the other one stood up and looked in her mirror, "Either way, I'm tired of looking like you."
Shego glanced up from her magazine at the woman's rambling and saw her change her jumpsuit into a set of green pajamas. Shego's jaw dropped when she realized that the green had vanished from her hair and skin.
"How'd you do that?" Shego leaped out of her chair, nearly colliding with the force field spanning the entrance.
The other one stared at her a moment. Then her pale pink face smiled. "You can't do this!" Then she positively grinned. "That's it! Now they have to believe me!"
"How?" Shego pleaded.
The normal looking one pressed the call button, "Hego! Get down here! You can tell us apart now!"
Shego's various emotions bubbled and rose as she watched her doppelganger smile at her with great pleasure. She was so sure of herself. She thought she had found proof that...
NO! It proves nothing! Just because Team Clone can change their looks doesn't make her any less herself!
Jealousy and rage grew further. Shego stepped to the back wall of her cell. Her hands glowed more fiercely than she ever before. She then ran at the force field, while preparing a two-handed haymaker.
The punch caused the force field to flicker. Her double flinched just watching the impact.
Shego repeated the move, growling fiercely this time. The force field failed. Shego rolled on the hall floor into a standing position. "Bye!" She called to her ex-prison mate as she ran to the entrance.
She heard the other woman call out, "She's escaping!"
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