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2 Unconventional Convention
Autumn pulled into the long drive that led into the estate she shared with her partner in crime, Shego. The tree-lined driveway led around the main house and to a barn sized garage. She paused for a moment to wave at the camera that was mounted at the peak of the roof. The camera took her image and, using software designed by Wade, confirmed her identity before opening the large bay doors.
Recessed lighting came on revealing columns of motorcycles, cars, and off-road vehicles. The young thief parked her new blue sports car next to its exact twin. Maybe I'll give them to the Tweebs for their sixteenth birthday.
A small stone path led back to the main house. The young thief called out a greeting when she entered through the kitchen. No one answered, so she figured that Shego was still gone from taking little Jesse home to Mego's.
After changing out of her orange jumpsuit and taking a shower in the master bath, she made herself comfortable on the parlor couch and turned on the television to watch coverage of her own escape, taking the time to record her favorite quotes and interviews.
She heard the kitchen door open and close. She waited for her partner to make her way to the parlor, but was surprised to see Jesse enter instead. "Weren't you supposed to go home today, Jesse," she asked, not that she minded having the young girl with them. The little girl made a great co-conspirator against Shego.
"Yeah, but Daddy got kidnapped, so I'm gonna stay here," she said, as if such a thing was completely normal.
"Your dad got kidnapped?" the young thief asked just to be sure. The child seemed way too calm for that to be the case.
"Team Go got captured... again," said Shego as she walked into room. "I still can't believe I'm related to that lot." The older thief ruffled the young blonde's hair. "Take your bag back up to your room, sweetheart." The little girl left the room and could be heard stomping up the stairs to her room.
Autumn stood up and stretched her arms to the sky and yawned. Shego closed the distance between them and got her arms around her young companion. Bringing her hands down, the younger thief draped her arms around her partner's neck and pulled her in for a kiss.
Before Jesse could wander in and start make gagging noises, Shego reluctantly ended the make out session and instead turned her attention to the television. "Not bad, Princess."
"Not bad?" Autumn repeated with an insulted tone. "It was my first time and I was out within an hour of your best record." She made to push away the older woman. Shego refused to let go, though.
The news shifted to coverage of the missing members of Team Go. "Should we do something about that?"
"Why," asked Shego. "If we bail them out this time they'll expect it next time. And trust me, we don't want to get stuck in that rut. Maybe you didn't notice but even the seven year old is used to this, if that is any indication of how often it happens."
"All right, but we should at least keep our eyes and ears open next week," said Autumn. "Just in case."
"Are you getting excited," Shego asked.
"Just a little," she admitted.
"Your very first World's Villains Convention," Shego pinched Autumn's cheeks. "Our little thief is growing up so fast."
The redhead groaned and slapped away her partner's hands. "I've already been to one, remember? Are you sure I won't just end up in a brawl because I used to be a hero?"
"I've already been down this road myself, Pumpkin," said Shego. She pulled her now-sulking girlfriend down next to her on the couch. "One, there are always brawls at these conferences. Second, when I first jumped sides I got more congratulations then punches thrown my way. Trust me, you'll be fine."
"Can I come," asked Jesse.
"How did you manage to get back downstairs without it sounding like a heard of elephants were attacking," asked Shego.
The little girl giggled. "I've been practicing. So can I come?"
"Not happening, sweetheart," said Shego.
"Maybe in like another ten years," added Autumn.
"Please," the girl said with a dead-on copy of her Aunt Autumn's patented puppy dog pout.
"That is true evil," Shego said in response to the display. "But you're staying with your grandmother for the weekend." Jesse continued to provide reasons why she should be allowed to come along up until bedtime.
The little blonde did not give up her pleas the next day either. She argued her case right up until she was physically handed to her grandmother three days later. "We'll be back for her on Sunday, Mom," said Shego. "Unless Matt gets home first."
"You two have fun now," the woman said. "Wave goodbye, Jesse dear." The two waved until Autumn and Shego backed out of the driveway.
"How is it that your mom is cool with you being an internationally wanted woman," asked Autumn after they were a few miles down the road.
"After raising a house full of super-powered kids I think she's just happy we're all alive and haven't killed anyone," Shego said. "And when you consider my powers it is actually something to be proud of."
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The downtown San Francisco Hilton had the grave misfortune of being selected as the location of the annual World's Villains Convention. The pair of thieves checked in at the front desk and dropped their luggage off in their room before heading down to the main exhibition floor.
The main floor was crammed with booths filled with gadgets, potions, robots, and henchmen for hire. Shego and Autumn tended to ignore most of the sellers. After all, they didn't need henchmen and Wade hooked them up with all the coolest toys.
Seminars were held in smaller rooms connected to the main floor. "We've got security systems at 1:00, a ninjitsu demo at 3:30, and advanced stealth tech at 6:00. Was the nerdlinger going to be here for that one?"
Autumn nodded. "He should be here in time." The redhead bumped shoulders with someone headed in the opposite direction. It took every ounce of restraint not to go on the defensive when she noticed that it was Professor Dementor.
"Fräulein Possible," he practically shouted. Autumn was prepared for a fight. "Ah, but I guess it is Autumn now, isn't it?" The short yellow man stuck out a hand. The young thief took it carefully. "Velcome, velcome. It is good to have you here!"
"Um, thanks," she said with a nervous smile.
Dementor didn't stick around as he caught sight of a large death ray that he was certain was bigger then anything Drakken had. Wandering the aisles, Autumn started to adjust to being greeted by people she had been in life or death struggles with in the past. Even Monkey Fist was a gentleman once he was convinced that Ron was not around.
Things were going along just fine until they crossed paths with Dr. Drakken. The mad scientist was bickering with a salesman and gesturing wildly at a stack of fifty-five gallon drums of some unknown substance. The pair silently agreed to just ignore him, but as they tried to slip past, one of his wild gestures caught Shego in the face.
The blue man turned and stared for a moment. Emerald eyes bored into the man's skull. "Hee hee, hello there Shego," he said very politely while trying to look small. "You too, Kim Possible. I mean, Autumn." The man took a step back and accidentally knocked one of the drums free of its stack.
The large container rolled down the aisle and knocked down several fellow villains, including Dementor. "Vho did that," he shouted in a rage. The girls both pointed at Drakken. The short yellow man drew an oversized laser pistol and opened fire at the mad scientist.
Years of experience dodging plasma gave Drakken the speed necessary to dive behind a nearby booth. Several stray shots from Dementor's pistol burned the henchmen of a nearby mercenary company. A massive brawl soon erupted. Lasers and micro-rockets lit up the air above the show floor. Fists and knives were brandished all around.
Shego leapfrogged over Gemini, shoving the man's head through the plywood wall of a display. "Come on, Princess. Let loose." The green thief turned to fend off a small group of Jack Hench's men.
Autumn pulled out her staff and vaulted over Shego's fight. She landed facing Señor Senior, Senior. The man lashed out with his cane, which she easily deflected with her staff.
"It is a pleasure to see you, Miss Autumn," he said in a polite tone in sharp contrast with his wielding of the cane as a sword. "I hear that you just recently escaped the Global Justice detention facility. Have you news of my son? I do worry about Junior picking up nasty habits in such places."
"He's his usual self-centered snobby self," she said. Autumn smacked the older gentleman on the wrist and he released the cane.
"Excellent," he said with a gracious smile. Senior pulled a small pistol from his coat and shot Autumn at point blank range. The power suit didn't allow the energy blast through to her skin, but the force knocked her back several yards.
She crashed onto something soft. Before she could check that she was still whole she was shoved off her landing pad. She rolled and got quickly back on her feet. She turned to face her newest opponent. Shego gave her a smirk and shot a blast right at her chest.
Autumn used her gloves to absorb the plasma. "It is so on," she said with her own evil grin. She snapped her fingers and there were now two plasma wielders slinging shots back and forth amongst the fray. By absorbing the shots fired at her, Autumn was able to keep up a charge enough to counter Shego's attacks and even take a few shots at the ridiculous number of henchmen hanging around.
The melee continued on until an announcement was made about a seminar starting in the blue conference room. Autumn, who had just jumped onto a table, froze in her battle stance as she watched everyone just stop fighting and casually go about his or her business as if nothing had even happened.
Shego walked over and offered her partner a hand down from the table. "Having fun yet," she asked with a big grin. Autumn laughed. She accepted the hand down and the pair left the destroyed show floor for their first seminar.
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