What the Other Doesn't Know

Game Night

A/N: A quick interlude between anime chapters- the last one is just taking me soooooo long to finish.

Maybe I need to start watching some harem shows for inspiration (o0o)

This snippet is sort of in the canon of the regular story line. Just throw it in somewhere after the Wardrobe pieces.

"Read it and weep, Princess. Full house." Shego threw down the poker cards with a flourish and a barely concealed smirk.

"That's the third time you've won!" Kim cried out, thoroughly getting miffed by now. How was the villainess so good at winning? She turned to her trusty sidekick and best friend. "Ron, tell me you've got something!"

The poor boy started sweating bullets, shaking his head no.

"Damn it," Kim hissed out as she watched Shego rake over the pile of gadgets used as wager in the game. Shego had already amassed a giant pile of money, weaponry and the keys to the hovercar along with her freedom.

"I don't see why we have to keep playing this," Drakken whined to Shego's right as he handed over his cards to be reshuffled. So far he had lost every hand too. "We already won Kim's guarantee that she would let us get away this time, so why must we continue playing? Especially since you keep taking my stuff too."

"Where's your sense of fun, Drakken," Shego chastised. "Why stop at freedom when we can have it all?"

"You're right!" Drakken slapped his fist into his hand, a broken lightbulb going up off of his head. "Let's wager complete world annihilation next!"

"Not happening!" Kim immediately rebuked, Ron nodding his head with her declaration.

"Yea, let's keep it plausible," Shego added and Drakken fumed at her, childishly proclaiming, "World domination is not unrealistic! It's totally going to happen!"

"Yea sure," Shego rolled her eyes.

Kim was nicer about it. "I think it's cute he has big dreams."

"I am not cute! I am evil! EVIL!" Drakken screeched!

"Anyways, on with the game-currently I'm winning-"

"But we need all that stuff back," Kim interrupted. "We can't let you leave with our top secret gadgets." She still couldn't believe she was actually letting her battle with Shego be determined by a card game. But the villainess had claimed she'd hurt her arm and wasn't in her top form and wanted to be able to fight Kim but couldn't give it her all. And Kim had melted at the look on Shego's face and given in to Shego's demands that they play a game of poker since it was technically a good way to determine winners and they were both competitive as hell. And now here they were, several rounds later.

"Top secret?" Shego arched a skeptical brow, looking at the Made in China sticker on the grappling gun. She was going to point it out but thought better of it. She quickly collected the cards and let Rufus deal the deck as he was the only neutral party.

"You know," Kim started as she picked up her cards. "How do I know you're not cheating? You are a thief after all."

Shego let out an offended gasp. "Just because I'm evil you assume I'm cheating?" she placed a hand dramatically to her chest only for a card to flutter loose from the inside of her sleeve. Kim narrowed her eyes pointedly. "That was uh, just a card that must have gotten stuck to my hand...accidentally." Shego explained.

"Sure..." Kim was not entirely convinced.

"So what are you betting this time?" Shego prompted, eyes already checking her cards for how she could secure another flawless victory.

"I...don't have anything else to bet," Kim admitted regretfully.

Shego's lips hiked up into a mischievous smirk. "Yo do have something," she drawled slowly, eyes lowering onto Kim's chest.

Kim was confused. "My heart? You want my heart?" How utterly...romantic. Who knew the thief was into stealing hearts.

"No, not that!" Shego denied, flushing at such a romantic notion. She didn't want Kim to love her, right? That was super silly. Evil people didn't need love. They crushed it.

Kim tipped her head to her side. "Then...my breasts?" Now it was her turn to flush out of the indecency of Shego's order.

"Yes, but no!" Shego definitely could get into that, but of course not in front of everyone.

"Then what?" Kim was confused by all this, feeling slightly offended for some reason that Shego hadn't full out pounced at the idea of wanting her breasts. She knew she was still young and growing, but-

"Your clothes. Strip poker," Shego explained.

"Do we have to strip too?" Drakken asked. "How do we play?" he was excited at the prospect while Shego's upper lip curled in on itself at the thought of his hairy pale blue chest exposed.

"I suppose," she begrudgingly gave in. "But really, don't stress it."

Ron was shaking his head at the idea, trying to wordlessly convey to Kim this was a bad idea. He wouldn't need much convincing, she was teetering on the edge of saying no.

"Think about it Kimmie," Shego purred, eager to see the younger girl wearing less and not more. How many times had she dreamed of this? Too many, and each dream had left her more and more frustrated. Besides, it was all in good fun, right? All about bothering Kim and getting under her skin. "How else will you win your gear back? I think you're scared, scared I might beat you too easily like I did all the other times before."

That hardened Kim's resolve. "I'm not scared," and she pulled her signature black tanktop off. Shego's eyes lit up in joy and appreciation, accessing so much pure skin in front of her. And Kimmie's bra was just adorable. "Unicorns, really?"

"Shut up," Kim flushed. "My mom buys them for me." She looked expectantly at Shego. "Well, aren't you going to throw your own top in?"

"I only have the catsuit," Shego said but shrugging as if it was no big deal, she slowly zipped down her outfit and tossed it onto the pile. Kim looked at her in wonder, took in the curves and the matching bra and panty set. "Black," she murmured to herself, glancing back down at her cards and closing her eyes as if memorizing the image of Shego, encoding it deep into her hippocampus.

Hmm, what an interesting effect she had on Kim.

Drakken and Ron too threw their shirts in the pile, but really who cared about them? Not Shego.

They played several rounds, with Kim losing each and every one (Shego was beyond counting Ron's and Drakken's turns. Why were they still here?) First went her shirt, than her gloves, than her shoes, her socks and finally her pants until she only had her underwear and bra on.

"I don't understand!" She shouted in frustration. "How are you even cheating? You don't have sleeves!" She pointed at Shego's still catsuit free body because she had used the catsuit as wager in every round.

Drakken and Ron, contrary to how hard Shego was trying to act like they didn't exist, were sitting around watching all this unfold. "What is going on?" Drakken mussed not understanding at all. He turned to the sidekick for an answer but Ron merely shook his head. "Not in a chatty mood today?"

Rufus jumped up and held a little sign for Drakken to read. "Ah, you ate a giant peanut butter sandwich and thus your jaws are stuck together. I too have suffered similarly. You need to put at least a small smathering of jelly for if you don't, no matter how you eat it, a peanut butter sandwich will always stick to your teeth. But fear not, I have invented the perfect invention to help you." And with that he dragged Ron off to help him, excited that finally he could use his new Jaw Wretcher 2000 on something. Ron had no faith the invention would work and he began to sweat heavily, Rufus rushing after him to save him.

"I don't know, I guess I must be lucky," Shego smirked and jerked her chin up at Kim. "Guess you know what piece comes off next."

Sighing and blushing deeply, Kim reached around her back and slowly unclasped the ends of her bra. Shego leaned forward in anticipation and-

the alarm went off. She lay there in bed, sweaty and hot, the alarm blaring next to her ear. It had been a dream. Of course it fucking had been. Ron had been quiet, Drakken more bearable, and Kim willing to play strip poker. And the STUPID ALARM HAD TO WAKE HER UP JUST AS SHE WAS GETTING TO THE GOOD PART!

Shego blasted the poor machine apart with a green plasma blast before turning over onto her stomach and screaming into her pillow.

On a video feed in one Wade's room, he sighed out heavily around the drink he was slurping. "She's still having dreams about Kim and clothing? She really needs a new theme. Maybe I should send her some," and he busied himself looking up new kinks for Shego to try out.


Omake: Kim's Dreams

"Kim, I have a confession to make," Shego said gravelly, grasping Kim's petite hands in her own and squeezing tightly.

"What, what is it?" Kim gasped as the wind blew around their hair on the cliff they stood on over the sea which reflected the dying rays of the setting sun. Their gazes were intense on each other, as if their faces held all the answers to life.

"I know I maybe have been not the best of friends, but there is a reason for my jealousy, for my horrid treatment of you, and that man," Shego admitted, throwing a hand to her forehead dramatically in a wail of anguish. "It is the Count Ron. He means to make you his wife and I cannot stand another moment by your side knowing you return his affections and seek to become his."

"Why Lady Shego of the house of Team Go," Kim sputtered to get out, clasping at her friend's hands as the dark haired woman tried to slip free. "Why come to such a rash decision-"

"It is not rash, for my heart is breaking in two and I would rather drown than spend another moment watching you in his embrace," she confessed, lunging towards the seas below her, hungry waves crashing upon the rocks there.

"Lady Shego, no!" Kim snatched at the woman's dress, stopping her just so. "I have a confession of my own to make. Will you listen to it a spell?"

"I suppose if I must," Shego admitted, drying the tears that had leaked free from her face and turning to face Kim.

"I was...only using him to make you green!"

"I'm already green," Shego pointed out, deadpan.

"Green, with envy!"

"Doy, that makes more sense," Shego slapped her own forehead.

"For I carried affection towards you, but I feared you did not carry any for me. We've known each other for so many years, and I have grown to cherish you. First as a friend, than as a sister, and now as something more. Something deeper. But I didn't know how you felt for me, so I had to test it out and thus I used Count Ron to sense your affections for me. When I saw you turn away from him with angry eyes than I knew! I knew you felt for me the same as I do for you," Kim smiled, holding onto Shego's warm fingers, intertwining their fingers together. "Let us not dally our time any longer. Let us be together."

"Oh Lady Kim. You honor me. A flower blossoms within my chest, full of joy and happiness-"

"Halt right there," snarled out a manly voice and both turned to see it was none other than Count Ron with his manservant Drakken. Rufus, the count's pet Mastiff was straining at the ends of his leash, having tracked them here and now looking ready to sink his teeth into one or both of them. "Stand back from my future wife, Lady Shego. Stop trying to corrupt her!"

"Yea, stop it!" Drakken seconded and Ron shot him a scalding look to shut up, which the blue man did, clamping his lips shut and looking down at his shoes shyly.

"I have not been corrupted. I was never yours to have!" Kim announced and twisted the engagement ring off of her finger before hurling it into the sea.

Count Ron gasped and an angry blaring, almost inhuman sound came from his mouth, waking Kim up.

Kim sat up, rubbing her head in confusion. What an odd dream. Had she been...in love with Shego there? Nah, she must have just replaced the characters in the story with people in her real life.

She looked at the regency novel living by her bed and promised to herself that she would stop reading such things right before bed.

And on a video feed not far away, Wade crunched on some chips. "Such innocent dreams. She's never going to figure things out at this rate. Time to help speed things up," and he went searching for dirtier books Kim could read.