What the Other Doesn't Know

Part Three of the Four part

A Kigo Kristmas

Crime Doesn't Take a Holiday

There was more to Kim's love of the Christmas holiday season than just snow and peppermint, and it had to deal with her work schedule. She had no work, neither school work or secret agent work, because even the villains would be on break, spending time with their evil loved ones. Or at least they usually were. Trust Drakken to aggravate that system.

Just as Kim and Ron were finished up getting a light snack from the mall's food court, Kim got a call on her kimmunicator. It was from Wade.

"Wade, what's up? Calling to send us holiday greetings?" she asked, noticing the boy was wearing a Santa hat.

"Unfortunately no, it's nothing as festive as that," he said apologetically. "It's about Drakken and Shego."

Kim let out a long suffering sigh. "Don't tell me, their up to no good."

"That they are," Waded nodded his head solemnly. "And in fact their in this mall right now, making a huge ruckus and scene." Wade forwarded Kim a live feed of what was going on. There was no sound but from what Kim could make out was that Drakken and Shego had crashed a sleigh through the roof and were trashing the pop up Santa's workshop set up for the kids every year. Already people were running right and left screaming, mothers trying to protect their kids as Shego flung her plasma everywhere, Drakken laughing evilly. The video was replaced again by Wade's face. "But you don't have to go after them. I know you're on break right now..."

"Yea, let the government handle this," Ron added but Kim was already shaking her head.

"Their at the mall Ron. I might as well get them. Who knows how long it could take the city to react. By the time they come it could be too late," Kim reasoned.

"I suppose you've got a point KP. Let's just find a safe space to hide our gifts and then go fight crime." Ron gave her a supportive smile. "Boo-yah, the Ronster and KP are here to fight evil. Justice never takes a holiday!"


"Mwhaha! That's right, cower in fear from me, Santa! Not so powerful now when I've got a gun pointed at you!" Drakken cried out, holding the gun in focus on a man dressed as Santa who was cowering in fear on the floor, hands around his head.

"I've already told you, I'm not Santa Claus. This is just a job for me! This is just a costume!" The man blubbered.

"Shut it, fat man! You won't trick me now!" Then turning to Shego he asked, "how are the elves?"

"Not going anywhere," she answered, having round up the elf workers and tied them together. They were half sobbing in fear.

"Excellent," Drakken hissed then turned his attention back to the Santa worker. "Now Christmas is forever ruined! No one shall receive any presents! If I won't get any, then neither shall anyone else!"

Initially the plan had been to go around the world and steal all the Christmas trees and gifts, but on the flight here, Drakken had had an even more ingenious idea. If he kidnapped Santa Claus then the presents would never get delivered in the first place! Decidedly a much easier task, because their had been a slight possibility that even with Drakken's intellect, and skill, he and Shego would not have been able to relieve the world of their Christmas within 24 hours. Maybe in 26 hours, yes, but not 24. He still refused to take into consideration Shego's instances that it would take years and not hours. Psh, what did she know? She was only the sidekick for hire and not the mad scientist.

"Aww, sounds like someone is a bit upset that they didn't get presents. Maybe if you stopped trying to destroy the world you'd get something other than coal, and a sound beating by me," Kim interjected, standing confidently on the railing of a platform overlooking the scene of chaos below. Ron stood next to her, wobbling a bit as he tried to keep an easy balance like her.

"Kim Possible," Drakken screeched. "And her buffoon," he added with less imminence. "Shego, stop her."

"On it," Shego smiled, hands glowing green and as she ran to go meet Kim who had back flipped off of the railing to land solidly on the ground before she rushed into combat.

"Look's like it's just you and me, Drakken!" Ron also leapt off of the railing but less gracefully, ending up into a sloppy roll in order to prevent breaking his ankle.

Drakken rolled his eyes at the blonde haired boy. "I don't have time to fight underlings like you. I've got a Santa Claus to interrogate." Then he pulled out a remote and clicked a button. The rocket powered sleigh rose from where it had been parked and turned to face Ron before it zoomed straight at him, meaning to impale him against the wall.

"Oh crude!" He screamed out and went running in the other direction, the sleigh roaring after him.

Drakken barely paid the scene any mind, turning to his captive who was trying to inchworm away. "Not so fast, you have some explaining to do." He tugged the man up by the collar and grinned at him evilly, the man sweating under the look. "Why didn't I get any presents as a child? I understand why I don't get any now, but as a child? Really? I wasn't that evil then. All I did was light arson and robbery. So why did you ignore my wish lists? Tell me!" He shook the man frantically.

Meanwhile Kim was trying to fend Shego off with a giant candy cane that she had uprooted from the winter wonderland set up that the mall had put in place for the Santa Claus and his elves. The two women danced around the whole area in an effort to beat each other up. But every swing Kim sent at the woman ended up getting dodged only because...well, because Kim was having trouble keeping her eyes where they belonged. Shego's elf costume was like a green leotard with a short jacket thrown over it, and a headband that had a mini hat and elf ears sticking out. Meaning Shego's legs were on full display and Kim kept looking back at them, not completely sure why. Was it because she was worried Shego would get de-pantsed again?

Surely that had to be the reason and nothing else.

But it was a ridiculous reason.

Kim took a hit to the temple because her concentration had slipped once more. She backed up, stumbling, against the wall of Santa's workshop, rubbing her soon going to bruised spot.

"Head not in the game tonight?" Shego taunted, flinging another fist out. Kim couldn't go anywhere, trapped between the wall and Shego, so she used her candy cane as a barricade.

"What is Drakken even hoping to achieve by doing all this? I thought all villains were on break?" Kim asked a bit bitterly, ignoring the taunt. She had been hoping to have a peaceful break. She didn't want to have to clean up Drakken's messes. She wouldn't have minded as much if it was just Shego, which was a strange thought if she thought about it again. So she made sure not to think about again.

Shego's fist glanced off of the plastic, but she wrapped her other hand around it and using her plasma powers, melted it in two. "He got some evil 'genius' idea stuck in his head and just had to go do it, even though we were supposed to be on break now," the green skinned villain grumbled. Usually she would have refused to do such a mission but she found it too funny that Drakken believed in Santa Claus and she just had to see what would happen.

Seeing it was useless now, Kim tossed the pieces into Shego's face to momentarily distract her, while she reached up and blindly felt for something around her that she could use as a weapon. There were some stringed lights that she was intending to pull down to use to tie up Shego or trip her up. And if not that maybe she could get a grasp on the faux icicles hanging down. But Shego was able to knock the candy cane pieces thrown at her out of the air quickly and Kim hastily held out her arm with the object she had randomly grabbed only to find it wasn't anything actually useful.

Shego looked at the object Kim held out between them and arched a brow at the same time she cocked a hip out. "Mistletoe, really?" Was Kimmie trying to kiss her again? She felt her cheeks flush a bit at the idea. No, the redhead was probably too innocent to do that on purpose. The other kisses had been because Kim had made an honest mistake. Still, the sight of the plant made a mischievous thought take root in Shego's head.

"It's uh, poisonous," Kim tried to make it sound more intimidating while she brainstormed a way on how to get out of this cramped situation. She could kick Shego to push her back, maybe, but she didn't even have enough space to maneuver freely. And that small amount of space got even smaller when Shego took a step forward and then another, wrapping her hand on the wrist of the arm Kim was using to hold up the mistletoe with. She lifted it up, so that both their hands were holding the mistletoe up over their heads.

Black eyes pierced green eyes. "It's also used for kissing."

"Uh, Shego?" Kim asked, her eyes going wide. Suddenly she found she couldn't move and the rest of the noises of battle around her began to fade away as she stared at the smirk on Shego's face.

"Tell me, have you been naughty or nice this year?" Shego murmured in a low voice, not knowing where her sudden flirtatious mood had come from. Maybe because she had been secretly hoping to run into Kim on this stupid mission? All she knew was that Kim had kissed her before and made her flustered, and now Shego was going to repay the favor. It was only fair. And it wasn't because Shego actually wanted to kiss Kim or anything like that. No, it was only because she wanted to get even. She knew the two of them had talked about it and straightened the situation out, but what kind of villain would Shego be if she didn't do something to annoy the hero? Or at least that was the reasoning Shego used as she leaned in closer to Kim.

"W-why does that matter?" Kim said a bit breathlessly as she tracked the movement of Shego's face eagerly.

"Because I think you've been naughty this year, and naughty girls deserve punishment." And then Shego leaned down to kiss Kim.

The redhead's eyes snapped shut as her whole body tensed up.

Shego was kissing her!

Kissing her!

And it wasn't just a simple peck on the lips. No, it was an actual kiss, lips brushing against lips. And it didn't stop at one.

On the second kiss, the mistletoe slipped out of Kim's weak fingers, not that either of them noticed. Slowly their hands lowered together, but whereas Kim's uselessly hung by her side, Shego used hers to cup Kim's face gently.

On the third kiss Kim found out that her heart could beat painfully fast, and that she could feel breathless on land. Her eyes slowly reopened as Shego finally pulled away, this time for good.

"Now we're even," Shego said smirking. But it wasn't the same confident one as always. In fact it seemed a bit sheepish.

Kim had a hard time catching up to what the villainess meant because her head felt like it was buzzing right now. She stared wide eyed at Shego for a good couple of seconds, making the villainess feel uncomfortable. Uh, maybe that was a bit too much? Shego thought to herself, although the sensation of Kim's soft lips under hers made it hard for her to regret her actions.

Kim let out a gasp and covered her mouth as her face flushed a thousand shades of red. This was so the drama! She had just been kissed by Shego. And she let her do it! Why hadn't she stopped it? Why?

But any further contemplation on the topic was cut off by Ron's screams as he ran past them, the sleigh roaring behind him. This whole time he had been unable to escape it.

Concern for her friend overrode the confused state Kim had been in and she roughly shouldered Shego aside, who didn't even try to stop her, to go get Ron.

"Hold on Ron!" she called out as she utilized her grappling gun.

"I'm trying to! But I'm running out of steam!" Ron panted, sweat covering his red face.

Kim squinted one eye and took the shot, her grappling hook wrapping around a nearby pillar. With that secured she tossed the rest of the gun around one of the inner railing in the sleigh, where it caught and stuck. The vehicle was stopped in its tracks, the string going taunt, the makeshift trap working.

"Thanks, KP," Ron jogged up to Kim, wiping the sweat off of his brow.

An evil scream from Drakken drew the two heroes attention to him and the captive Santa Claus in his clutches. "We need to go stop him," Ron commented. But before they could so much as make a move, there came the sound of many sleigh bells, and the echoing cacophony of 'ho ho ho!' that boomed throughout the mall.

"What the-" Ron looked around to see where the sound was coming from but couldn't determine where. "Do you think it's Drakken's latest henchmen coming to stop us?"

"No," Kim whispered in surprise. "Look." She pointed at the walkways to where several rows of red clad men were walking in unison, their booted shoes thudding loudly.

Ron squinted at the sight. "Is that...an army of Santa's?"

As crazy as it sounded, it was right. The newcomers descended down the stairs to the destroyed Santa's workshop area, pausing a good several feet in front of Drakken and the captive Santa Claus.

"More? There are more of you?" he hissed out in panic.

The leader of the Santa army, one who had a bandana wrapped around his head, and shades on his eyes, stepped to the front of the army of Santa's behind him, who were all cracking their hands and baring their teeth and growling angrily. "You hurt one of our own. And we at the Santa's United Workforce take the welfare of our workers very seriously."

Drakken seemed to sense the gravity of the situation but it was too late. "It was only a joke. I wasn't going to actually hurt him..." The Santa he had held captive took this moment to run off to his friends. "He was going to shoot me!" he complained, holding onto the tatters of his Santa costume.

"I see," said the leader and cracked his neck. "Let's get him boys."

And with that they all charged at Drakken who let out a girlish scream. "Shego, help! Help!" But the green skinned villainess was too busy laughing down at him from where she sat comfortably and safely away from the chaos on a railing, snacking on some popcorn. "Come on Drakken, don't let them sack you that easily. Use your evil 'genius'."

Kim and Ron exchanged looks with one another. It looked like their help wouldn't be needed here anymore.


Part Four of the Four Part

A Kigo Kristmas

Afterwards

After that whole ordeal, Shego had to drag a traumatized Drakken back aboard the sleigh so that they could go home. He was muttering to himself and flicking his eyes back and forth in fear that the Santa's would come back for him. They had thoroughly beat him, and bruised his ego. It had been so amusing to watch. Shego was glad she had went out tonight. Not only did she have enough amusement to get her through Drakken's other eventual schemes, but she was also glad she got to kiss Kim as crazy as that sounded. The kiss hadn't been planned; more of a last minute thing. But she had really liked it, which was something worrying.

She had told herself she only did it as payback to fluster the redhead, but was it really true, now that she thought about it?

Oh boy, this was not going to be something fun to think about. She couldn't possibly like the hero. She was a villain after all!

She was supposed to hate the hero. Yet, her dreams of a scantily clad Kim told her otherwise.

She shook her head to dispel her troublesome thoughts and decided that it was time she had something to drink so she could forget all her problems for now, and she knew a good place for it. "Come on Drakken, pull yourself together. We still have to go to Monkey Fist's Christmas eve party."

"No. No! I don't want anything more to do with Christmas!" He cried out as she started up the sleigh, making sure to unravel the grappling gun attached to it. "I swear I will never mess with the holidays again!"

"You are going to the party and that is final! I already missed last year's party because you got sick!" she reminded him. "And I am not missing this year's as well just because you got your butt handed to you by an army of Santa's." Honestly, she grumbled to herself. Why did she even bother to continue working for him? He was such an embarrassment at times. She just hoped he wouldn't make a mess of the party like he had three years ago. It had gotten them banned, Monkey Fist only putting them back on the guest list recently.

The sleigh rumbled back to life and they flew off into the night sky.


Kim got back home in a daze, barely noticing when Ron wished her a Merry Christmas once they had parted at the doorway.

"Yea, you too," she mumbled out, robotically taking off her coat inside, and going through the motions of Christmas dinner.

Her parent's noted her state with concern (she was trying to eat soup with a fork!) but when they asked about it, not much was gleamed except for a couple of grunts on Kim's part. They decided Kim would come out and tell them what was bothering her when she was ready.

But Kim didn't know if she could ever tell them. She kept replaying the three kisses in her head over and over again, fighting to stave off the blush that threatened to arrive on her cheeks. Why had Shego done that? Was it to get back at Kim for when Kim had kissed her? But that had been an accident! And they had talked about it- Shego said she was cool with it because she understood it was an accident!

Nothing made sense anymore, especially not the fact that Kim really liked those kisses.

Which was wrong.

Very wrong.

She decided she'd blame the mistletoe for this. It was its fault for having such a stupid tradition in the first place.

Even after dinner was finished and the dishes were all cleared up, Kim found it hard to act happy when opening her gifts. She placed a smile on her face and words of gratitude came out of her mouth but the smile was too small and the words too stoic. All she really wanted to do was go to bed, and she did as soon as she got the opportunity.

"Thanks mom and dad. And dweebs," Kim thanked. "But I'm really tired and I'm going to call it an early night." She gave her family a wave before heading up the stairs.

Her mom and dad exchanged looks behind her back.

"What's wrong?" Ann Possible whisper asked her husband. "Do you think it had something to do with the out of the blue mission she got today?"

"I don't know. It could be," he shrugged unhelpfully, sipping some eggnog from his cup as the dweebs ran around, playing with their new toys.

In the privacy of her room, Kim face-planted onto her bed and let out a quiet sigh. She had gotten some really nice gifts this year from her parents; things she had wanted for a while now. But despite that, she felt like Shego's kisses had been the best present of them all.