What the Other Doesn't Know
Don't They Usually Trade Insults not Compliments?
"Cute try Pumpkin, but that disc was nowhere near to touching me," Shego smirked as she watched the metallic and flat object sail past her head a good two feet away. Currently she was balancing on her haunches on a slender metal bar that was suspended off of the warehouse ground by two slim chains.
Kim was down below her, hurdling objects to try and knock her down. "And it's cute how you think I won't manage to hit you!" Kim grunted out as she flung yet another disc up, from one of the many fallen ones on the floor from a box that had been discarded, and missed Shego again. This time she had been closer.
"It's cute how you think it's cute that I think it's cute you won't eventually hit me. But it looks like your aim is quite endearingly terrible princess," Shego gloated, rising up to her full height. "Here, I'll even make myself bigger so you have more of a target to hit!"
"It's cute how you think I need help with that, but I don't!" Another miss from Kim.
"And it's downright adorable how you keep trying to ignore the fact that I'm clearly right in this case," Shego pointed out, observing her nails and not even paying heed to the fourth disc that failed to reach her, falling short of her face by two inches.
"Well maybe if someone hadn't broken my grappling gun, and decided to be adorable and go up that high, then maybe I could reach them!" Kim cried out, getting more and more agitated by her inability to knock the villainess down.
"Well, if you hadn't been so adorably hot headed and brought out the grappling gun into plain view where I could snap it, then maybe you wouldn't look so lovely trying to knock me down!" Shego shot back, sticking out her tongue for good measure.
Meanwhile, Ron and Drakken, the blue skinned villain wrapped up in rope and propped up by Ron because of the aftermath of their fight, which they had concluded without destroying the lab this time, were wondering what the heck the two girl's were blabbering on about.
"Uh, do they usually talk like that when they fight?" Drakken questioned. "I thought they hated each others guts. They seem to be talking...nicely?" He was confused by the disparity between the ire in Kim's voice, the snark in Shego's, against the nice adjectives they were using on one another.
Ron shrugged. "I don't know. Typically the two of us are too busy fighting to notice. I always thought they were insulting the crap out of each other." Had their talk always consisted of this, but he had never been able to notice since his fights with Drakken usually took longer than this?
The two boys watched some more, the girls having moved on past cute and adorable adjectives and using pretty and beautiful as insults to hurl at each other.
"This is gonna take a while," Ron noted. "You wanna get some popcorn?"
"Sure!" Drakken nodded his head. "I have some in the cabinet in the kitchen." Then Ron dragged Drakken's bound body to the kitchen as Shego and Kim continued to rain down compliments on each other.
Omake: Are They Still Going?
"You're so pretty that sometimes I wanna punch your pretty little face in because your looks drive me crazy!"
"Yea, well you're so beautiful that it makes me wanna throw you into jail because I wanna have you on lock and key all to myself!"
"You're so amazing that I get so jealous when I see you spending time with that sidekick of yours instead of spending it fighting me!"
"And I think you're so cool that I wish we could be on the same side so that we could hang out and do fun stuff together!"
Both girls were blushing heavily and their hearts were pounding for reasons they blamed on how much the words must have been hurtful and damaging, and not because they actually thought these words were praise.
Ron and Drakken had finished their popcorn, watched a movie, built a miniature rocket ship that could actually fly around the evil lair, created a cure for baldness, and still the girls weren't done.
"Aren't they tired yet? They've been yelling at each other for so long now! What do I need to do to get them to stop!" Drakken complained. "Blow up my lab or something?"
There was a beat of silence as Ron and Drakken digested this, before their eyes met. The villain heaved out a heavy sigh. "I was hoping to keep this one. Alright, hand me the controls," Drakken said wistfully.
A/N: As always, prompts and ideas welcome.
