This is what happens when I don't write; I get ideas. This idea makes this the first story in a series. That, and I should clarify this is set while Kim and Ron are still in high school. That's all the notes I have for now. Oh and I own squat.

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Kim took a deep breath.

"Okay, Shego, we're both girls, so me bathing you means nothing..." Shego glared at her.

"Just get the shampoo down from that rediculously, unreachable-even-by-standing-on-a-stool and then leave me alone." Kim released.

Thank goodness.

Clutching her pajamas in her arms, she continued to glare as she went into the bathroom. Kim went in, grabbed the shampoo from the shower's shelf, and handed it to Shego.

"Thanks." Shego said.

Kim ran out and slammed the door behind her.

"That was way too close." She gasped.

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Kim walked back to the bathroom. Shego was taking an awfully long time. She felt a tug at her shirt and looked down.

"Where's Shego?" War Hawk demanded.

"Shego's taking a shower."

"I don't hear her singing. She always sings in the shower."

"The water's running." Kim tried to reassure her. War Hawk went to the bathroom and jiggled the door knob. It was locked.

"Can I have some doggone privacy during this house arrest?!?!?!" Shego's high voice hissed from the other side of the door.

"I thought we agreed on the buddy system." War Hawk chided her.

"I don't need someone to help me wash myself." The door opened. A mist of fog fought to get out of the sauna room.

She was using Kim's hair dryer, holding it with two hands, dressed in green dalmatian spot pajamas complete with (Kim held back another "awww") footsies.

"See? I'm here, I'm fine, hakuna matata." Shego said flipantly. War Hawk played with her lavender silk nightgown sleeves.

"Do you think she knows where we are?" Shego wound the chord around her finger, cocking the dryer like it was a gun as her wet locks flew haphazardly in the hot air.

"To be honest-" Kim began.

"She doesn't." Shego scoffed, turning off the dryer.

"Really?" War Hawk's eyes lit up.

"Of course not. Would she really expect me to stay at Kim Possible's house for any length of time?"

"You've done it before." War Hawk shook her head, loosing her moment of child-like faith.

"Nothing's going to happen to me." Shego promised, setting the hair dryer back exactly how Kim had left it. She wrapped her in a big hug (another aw-but-can't-say-aw moment).

War Hawk dug her head into Shego's shoulder and sobbed.

"Don't leave me!" She begged. Shego held her tighter.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here with you, I promise, and you can't get ridda me." She said firmly. A small giggle escaped War Hawk.

"It's like hormones 'cept for I can turn it on and off, the crying and the being angry and the hyperness." She murmured. Shego laughed.

"I'm likin' the no-responsibility thing myself."

Shego whispered something into War Hawk's ear. She smiled half-heartedly as Shego wiped away her friend's tears, nodded, and ran back towards the living room.

"What was that about?" Kim asked gently. Shego glared at her.

"None of your beeswax." She motioned Kim to kneel down.

She leaned close, lowering her voice and looking Kim in the eye.

"We leaders don't need to pretend around each other. Tigress knows exactly where we are, has a plan, and is waiting for us to be lulled into a false sense of security. She likes using bait, so we need to protect everyone. As far as defense, that's the best we can do besides keeping eye and ear out for her. But the girls..." Shego looked towards the sound of little girls' happy screams.

"...just let 'em be kids. Don't let them think about Tigress; that's my job." She begged.

"They're just concerned for your well-being." Kim argued.

"I don't want them to worry about me. I can look out for myself." Shego stated.

"Not always. Shego, you need people." At the thought, Shego's hands balled into fists. She let out what would've been an "argh" if she had been her own age, but with her young vocal chords came out as a squeal.

She looked at her fists, failing to glow. She squealed again and charged.

Kim extended her hand, restraining Shego.

"I think you need a timeout."

"Bring it! I'm not afraid of no corner!"

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"I beat you!" Artica shrieked joyfully.

"Yes, you did." Drakken laughed.

Most of the girls had gotten big, fluffy slippers at the mall (except Shego, go figure). He had felt entitled to his own pair and so now they were having tiptoe slipper races. Metaphor was the reigning champion and Drakken, letting the girls have their glory, kept tripping over his feet purposefully.

Mischief had been staring at Drakken with a goofy grin on her face. She was starting to shake.

"Missy what the flip is wrong with you?" Golden Arrow asked. Mischief ignored her, eyeing Drakken's tangled up.

Next thing Drakken knew, Mischief was clinging to him.

"Wha-"

"I think you're the coolest guy I've met in a long time. When I'm all grown up, do you wanna go out or get married or something?" Drakken gently tried to pry her off as he sat up.

She remained on his lap, looking up at him with large innocent eyes. He tried not to smile at her lest she take it the wrong way.

"It's the cocoa moo talking, Mischief. We are worlds apart."

"We can make it, Drew." She said ethusiastically.

"Not if Shego grinds me to a pulp for dating her friend."

Thank goodness, he thought as Kim came around the corner holding a screaming Shego at arms' length.

"I'll kill you in your sleep!"

"Five minutes."

"I'll call CPS!"

"Six minutes."

"A chair facing the wall will not break me!"

"Seven minutes."

"STOP ADDING MORE!"

"Ten." Kim pulled a chair up and set it against the wall in the hallway.

"This is unconstitutional!" Kim set the timer for fifteen minutes.

Shego crossed her arms. Being physical wasn't getting her anywhere, and neither was being verbal. Maybe they could compromise.

"Can I at least have some green tea?"

"Absolutely not!"

"But-"

"But nothing. Now shut up and do your time."

"Giving her green tea would be a good idea." Golden Arrow smirked. Kim shook her head.

"Green tea is pretty much a natural energy drink. Shego is already wound up enough and it's time for bed."

"No way! It's only 9-" Mischief's sentence was cut off by a jaw-shaking yawn.

"But I don't want to go to bed!" Artica whined. Kim glared at Drakken and sighed.

"I don't even have the light at the end of the tunnel of getting paid to remind myself not to hurt you all." She half muttered to herself, half warned that she was teetering on the edge of sanity.

"Now, anyone else who challenges my authority will be severely punished."

The girls jumped into their sleeping bags or onto the couch.

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It was around 10:00 pm. Most of the girls were asleep. Except for Golden Arrow, Shego, and War Hawk, who were staring up at the ceiling.

"The raccoon's out again." Golden Arrow murmured.

"I hope Mr. Possible put up the trash." War Hawk added.

"All I wanted was some flippin' green tea, is that so much to ask?"

"Shego, let go of the green tea." Golden Arrow growled. There was a difference between need and want.

"I need it." Shego whined. War Hawk kicked off her covers.

"And where are you going?" Golden Arrow asked.

"Everyone's asleep and if someone wakes up, they'll see it's me, not Shego." No one wanted a cranky Shego, especially not War Hawk.

"What if the raccoon eats you?" Shego asked fearfully. War Hawk and Golden Arrow looked at her. She shrugged apologetically.

"Sorry, four-year-old logic."

"I'll be right back." War Hawk promised.

They heard the clattering as War Hawk climbed onto the counter and searched the cupboards. She slammed them shut and then turned on the water.

There was the sound of a shattering mug and choking sounds. Shego and Golden Arrow immediately threw off their covers and ran to her aid.

The door slammed in their face.

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"Kim." Through her closed lids, she could still tell her light had been turned on.

"Mmmm." Kim groaned.

"Kim, Shego got caught driving a car." She opened an eye, surprised to see Drakken sitting beside her.

"So? She has her license, doesn't she?"

"She's four. The license says she's 22. Do you see a gap in logic or is it just me?"

"Can't you go?" Kim pulled the covers over her head.

Drakken pulled them off.

"I'm a villain. Cops don't like me by default. You have to go pick them up...and good luck figuring out a story."

"Oh, Shego better have a good story." Kim muttered, fumbling around for her keys.

And so, Kim went to the police station at 3 am dressed in her mission clothes to pick up two driving toddler villains in pajamas.

"I'm sorry about all this." She said to the officer.

"It's all right. Actually, it's pretty funny. Toddlers driving." He walked away, chuckling to himself.

"What's next? A woman whose half human, half tiger?" He had no idea, Kim thought to herself.

She waited until he was out of earshot.

"Okay, could you please explain to me how you got caught." Kim hissed.

"Beats me. I operated the pedals and I was not speeding." Golden Arrow pushed her blame away from herself.

"I couldn't have my seatbelt buckled and reach the steering wheel." Shego whined.

"You haven't done a head count? What kind of leader are you?" Golden Arrow snapped.

"The question is why would you guys even go out at 3 am?" Kim rubbed at her eyes.

Shego looked hard into Kim's eyes.

"Tigress took War Hawk thinking she was me." She said gravely.

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I'm sorry I haven't updated quicker, my grandfather just passed away and I was very close to him. Hopefully I'll be quicker next chapter.