Disclaimer: Don't own Shego, Drakken, Kim, Ron, or any villains. I do own all the rest of the villainesses, however.

Okay, obviously I need to clarify some things. When I said someone was cute in an imbecilic way it was Ron, can't remember who asked me that. And I said racist in the first chapter when I meant sexist. Okay, on with the show.

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Kim and Ron slowly made their way down the rock pathway to Drakken's lair. Passing a Keep Out sign, Kim felt a little strange.

"Are you sure it said Drakken and Shego were having sleepovers? On the same night? In the same lair?" Ron looked over the note again.

"Yep."

"Are you absolutely sure?" Kim wasn't afraid of Shego or any of her friends, except Tigress. She was more concerned with Drakken's group of friends. Would Ron survive the night? Was it a trap?

Ron however was almost excited. He had never been to a sleepover before. This would be his first time! They got to what they believed was the front door. There was giggling and screaming and female voices.

"See you later, KP." Ron was off to find the back door.

"Ron, wait!" He turned around and she realized just how stupid it would sound if she said she was afraid for him.

"Good luck!" She said instead.

"Worry not, KP." He read her mind. It always freaked her out when he did that. Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell. Please let it be Shego, please let it be Shego… Cruel fate wouldn't allow such a thing. Instead, a girl with short purple hair answered. Her smile was huge and her blue eyes lit up.

"Why, if it ain't Miss Possible!" A heavy southern accent exclaimed.

"C'mon, everyone's waiting for ya!" Mischief grabbed Kim's hand and pulled her inside. Kim looked into the middle of what she thought was the living room. A dirty blond nodded at her and turned back to whatever they were watching. Another girl with medium length raven hair and light blue skin turned around, smiled sheepishly, and turned back around. Kim looked on to what the girls were watching.

Two girls were fighting and Kim recognized one as Shego. Her long black hair and green-and-black outfit gave it away. But there was another girl Kim had never seen before. She was moving too fast for Kim to get a good look, but she could see the girl had black hair like most of them. But this girl knew Shego that was for sure. She countered every move, blocked every hit. Kim noticed also that Shego wasn't using her fire. It had to be a mock fight, she reasoned. Neither side was hitting very hard. Now they were circling each other, looking for an opening. Shego hooked her heel around her opponent's calf, but she spun around before Shego could pull her down. The girl delivered a kick to her chin, but Shego grabbed her ankle and she nearly lost her balance. She quickly regained it and just in time to see Shego charge at her. She got down and combined her two legs for a hard kick in the gut. Shego expected this and grabbing her feet, vaulted herself out of harm's way. The girl got back up and quickly grabbed Shego's right wrist. Bending down, she managed to levitate Shego on her back. With all of the strength left in her, she threw Shego down onto the hard floor. Getting down quickly, the other girl pinned Shego firmly on her shoulders.

"You are very good, grasshopper." Shego said with a fake Chinese accent.

"I have been practicing, Shego san." The girl replied in her own fake Chinese accent, slowly getting off Shego. They stood up and Shego at once noticed Kim.

"Hey, Kim. Glad you could make it." There was something wry in Shego's look, but Kim was just content with the fact she was friendly. The other girl looked up and blushed. Why was she blushing?

"Kim, War Hawk and vice versa." War Hawk stepped forward and shook Kim's hand.

"Pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you." She sounded genuine as her now quiet voice spoke up. She met Kim's eyes for a second, and then glanced back down.

Her hair was almost exactly like the second girl's, but thicker. Her eyes were lavender and she had a shy grin that wouldn't go away. But there was something that was different from the other girls. Kim put her finger on it; she was a stick figure. The other girls were muscular, or at least semi-muscular, but War Hawk was no thicker than the width of a sheet of paper. It was hard for Kim to believe this girl had beaten Shego.

"And of course you remember Golden Arrow, Artica, and Mischief." Each of them said hello in turn, Mischief giving a salute as she said her greeting.

"Hey." Was all Kim managed to say. She looked around the room, expecting some one to come out of the shadows like last time.

"Metaphor couldn't make it." Artica supplied, shrugging.

"What about Tigress?" Kim suppressed a shudder. A sly grin crossed Golden Arrow's face.

"Not invited." She did a pretty good job of keeping the joy out of her voice. Kim instantly relaxed and War Hawk laughed.

"Am I the only one who hasn't met the Almighty Possible?" She joked.

"Do you have the time?" Shego asked. Kim was sure she had never seen Shego more even-tempered or playful before. Except for maybe when she was deciding between Whipped or Minced Possible. Kim saw Golden Arrow arch a brow.

"I thought you had, ya know, during the Incident of 2004?" War Hawk shook her head.

"Sick, remember?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't for that stupid stomach virus I wouldn't have been so lonely." Shego crossed her arms and pouted.

"Well, excuse me. Upchucking a week's worth of meals isn't exactly a bowl full of cherries."

'Better than being stuck with one, two…FOUR MORONS who can't tell their left from their right running around with super powers."

"Are we including or excluding the twins?"

"No, I'm adding the buffoon and Avarius instead. Gosh, get your people straight!" Shego rolled her eyes and War Hawk stuck out her tongue. Kim, already confused, got even more confused when they said something about twins and Avarius. Its times like these all a person can say is…

"Huh?" Shego and War Hawk finally realized that Kim was there.

"Oh yeah." Shego murmured, barely heard by Kim.

"Kim, War Hawk's Avarius' daughter." Kim nodded, digesting the information. Avarius had a daughter? And she was one of Shego's friends? What!

"We've stopped trying to make sense of them for years." Golden Arrow noticed Kim's confusion again.

"It's a tangled web we weave." Mischief replied, mocking the Green Goblin. Kim wondered what it was like for Ron with all the villains and everything.

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Ron was weirded out beyond every weirdness he had ever imagined. He was sitting in a room with a bunch of villains that wanted revenge and no one said anything about it. Dementor, Drakken, Motor Ed, Monkey Fist, Gemini, and Killigan were seated around in a circle surrounded by sleeping bags and bowls of chips. They all stared at each other, wondering what in the world they were going to say. And they were having a sleepover, a strictly girl thing. It was in the rules.

"Um…well…" Drakken stuttered.

"What exactly do you do at these sleepovers, Drakken?" Monkey Fist finally began.

"Dude, like I've never been to a sleepover, but this is bogus. Seriously." So much for family support. Drakken looked at the ground.

"I…don't know." He confessed.

"Well, I'm not exactly proud of this…" Killigan began.

"…but I did once read a magazine for girls. I didn't read much, just a wee bit on sleepovers…"

"WHAT DID IT SAY?" Drakken yelled. Killigan paused dramatically, and then continued.

"I'm not sure if it's a good idea…" He ventured.

"Anything!" Gemini begged.

"It said that what someone typically does at a sleepover is…"

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The girls were bored. They couldn't think of anything to do. They lounged about, trying to think of something to do. Of course, all the villainesses knew what they wanted to do. But would they all agree to it? Looking into their eyes, you could tell they wanted to pull one over on the boys. Even Shego's eyes gleamed evilly as ideas swan like a school of fish in her mind. Kim considered checking on Ron, just really quick, but didn't think of messing with them. War Hawk finally stood up.

"I'm going to go get a soda." She announced, walking off towards the kitchen. Shego knew what her BFF was doing; the kitchen joined this room and the boy's room together. She wished she had thought of it sooner. Looking at her other friends, she saw all of them yearning for action. Did she dare start the war? I'd be more interesting than just sitting here, that was for certain.

"I need to go get something." She informed them, jogging down the hall (another passageway to the boy's room) and opened the closet. She took down an old shoebox and dusted it off. She took out its contents and ran back to the room. War Hawk ran out of the kitchen at the same time and the two would have collided if it wasn't for their fast reflexes. Shego quickly hid the treasure behind her back.

"You won't believe what they're doing!" War Hawk made her voice just loud enough for them to hear her.

"What?' Kim asked dumbly. War Hawk motioned for them to follow her into the kitchen. They followed like shadows, silent and quick. Crouching under the counter, they peeked quickly from behind the counter. They almost screamed out loud, or laugh until they peed their pants.

Bottles of top coat, base coat, nail polish, and nail polish remover were scattered around a small ring of boys. Ron was sitting across from Drakken and Killigan held Gemini's non-metallic hand. Motor Ed was in a corner by himself, decorating his own nails. Monkey Fist and Dementor stayed away, looking horrified at their comrade's activities. Ron giggled like a little girl.

"Hold still!" Drakken commanded.

"But it tickles!" Ron protested.

"Now you made me screw up!" Drakken scolded.

"Aye, dark blue really compliments your metal hand." Killigan commented, intent with his work.

"Really, it does?" Killigan asked, blushing.

"Dude, this burnt orange is like rad! Ooooh yeah!" Motor Ed stopped himself from doing his guitar solo; he didn't want to smudge the paint.

"And I thought genetically mutated hands and feet violated every law of nature." Monkey Fist shook his head.

"You idiots!" Dementor yelled.

"Don't you know you're supposed to use the base coat first?" Drakken looked at a clear bottle next to him.

"Is that what that's for?" He asked, confused. Kim heard Shego growl quietly.

"That's my nail polish they have their grubby little hands on!" Kim practically felt Shego grind her teeth together.

"This means war!" A tremor filled the girls. Shego pulled out the prize she had gotten out of the closet and the girls barely contained their squeals.

"The Fart Machine 2.0!" The villainesses cheered in unison. Golden Arrow looked into Shego's eyes.

"You get Drakken in position and I'll put it on." Shego handed over the fart machine.

"I'm trusting you. Don't fail me." The other girls ran back to their room, dying to laugh. And laugh they did. After they had recovered from hysterical laughter, Kim had one question on her mind.

"What's the 2.0 part about?" Mischief rested her hand on Kim's shoulder.

"You have much to learn, my young padawan." She said in her best Obi Wan Kenobi voice. Artica couldn't stand the tension.

"As well as making the sounds, it produces the smell!" Kim squealed with delight.

"C'mon! We can get good seats in the hallway!" They raced off and Kim was glad she had decided to come.

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"Drakken!" Shego called sweetly. Golden Arrow crouched in a small crevice, sustaining giggles. Drakken walked unsuspectingly over into the kitchen, blowing on his wet nails.

"Why don't you buy the quick drying kind?" He barked. Golden Arrow crawled carefully behind Drakken.

"Because it's not as good, believe me on this one. Drakken, I need to ask you something."

"What?" Shego dared to glance at Golden Arrow. Her arm was half way to his belt, clip ready.

"How is your sleepover going?"

"Oh great! The nail painting was a great opening. By the way, sorry about using your nail polish." Golden Arrow clipped on the machine and somersaulted back into her crevice.

"No problem, please don't do it in the future and you owe me some more. Hey, I think Mischief needs me because you know her she can't do the one thing without that other thing and I need to get it for her. Better get back to your sleepover, too."

"Shego…" Shego shoved Drakken out of the kitchen.

"Bye, now!" Shego turned to Golden Arrow as she stood up.

"Objective obtained." She said, handing over the remote.

"All yours, captain." Shego grinned evilly.

"The tick is in the straw." She whispered. Golden Arrow stared at her.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

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Drakken sat down among his friends.

"What did she want?" Dementor asked. Drakken shrugged.

"Just wanted to see how we were doing." The boys gave each other disbelieving looks.

"Shego just doesn't ask how you're doing. There's always a catch." Everyone nodded in agreement to Monkey Fist's words. Drakken sat down, but not on the fart machine. The fart machine stood up with the support of the floor and Drakken's lower back, ready to stir up trouble. And so it did as a long first rip sounded off.

"Who did that?"

"It wasn't me."

"Whoa! Drakken don't ever Grande size again!"

"But it wasn't me!" Another fart sounded, shorter but louder than the first.

"Go to the bathroom if you're going to do that!" Ron pretended to pass out. Good thing Rufus was safe at home.

"But it isn't me! I swear!"

"Stop denying it, it's so you!" A double dose came forth.

"Dude, like you're going to make us all pass out!"

"Aye, that reeks!" Their eyes were starting to water. The girls were not merciless with the remote. After an especially wicked one, Drakken felt vibrations. Turning around, he saw a small black machine strapped to his belt. He unclipped it and looked it over. Just then, another fart sounded and Drakken swore he saw a puff of smell come out of it. He leaned over and not so wisely sniffed.

"Whoa! Now that's a fart!" Drakken blinked back tears. The boys saw that it wasn't indeed Drakken's body making music, it was a fart machine.

"There's only one reason for that to be there." Drakken concluded. The boys nodded and together they walked down the hall. The girls were everywhere, some were leaning on the wall, some were lying on the floor, and some still managed to have the strength to stand on their own. But all were silently cracking up, some even laughing themselves to tears. But they all straightened up when they saw the anger on the boy's faces.

"You said you weren't going to mess with my sleepover!" Drakken glared at Shego, who looked like a puppy with its tail between its legs. And a paw wiping away tears of laughter.

"Correction: You made an agreement not to mess with my sleepover. I don't remember me doing the same for you. Plus, they wanted to do it, too."

"Oh sure, blame it on us!" War Hawk said in between gasps for air. Drakken felt the fury build inside his cheeks, turning pink and then red. He could see in Shego's eyes how pleased she was. He'd wipe that smirk off her face if it was the last thing he ever did!

"Well, let it be known you were the one to start the war!" Drakken kept his voice amazingly level and demanding.

"Oh contraire. Who played with fire…and my nail polish? C'mon girls!" Following their general's lead, the troops marched off the battlefield. The opposing general turned to his squad.

"We'll get them. I promise." With that, the boys stalked off to plan revenge.

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Please review and tell me if you liked it or not and what you liked. Be gentle, I have low self-esteem. I'll try to update ASAP.