Hey everybody, I found a few moments to write a little bit more! I'm really sorry to leave all you guys hanging for these past few...years :p Sorry for that. But it's the holidays, so think of this as my present to you.

Enjoy!

Pincess Chapter 3

Shego woke up the next morning with a slight headache...well slight in comparison to the amount of alcohol ingest over the previous day. With a sigh she opened her eyes, sleep flying from them and stared at teh rafers of her new room.

'Bets spared no expense it seems' She spread her hands on the bedspread. 'What is this, 400 thread count? I guess I'm sticking around here for a while longer than I thought.'

She flung the covers from her and swung her legs off the side of the bed, sitting up as she did so, arching her back until her head nearly touched the bed once again. Getting up she trudged her bare feet over the covers on the floor and into the adjoining bathroom where she cleaned her skin of the accumlated dirt, and filth until her skin was a shining pale-green.

A little while later she exited the bathroom and found a set of familiar clothes on the chair in front of a small table which she had neglected to see.

A hint of recognition entered her eyes as she dressed in the clothes. Pants that rode high on her tones stomach, the top resting just below her navel, the green and black cloth was loose on her but grew even baggier as it reached her feet where it flared out to obscure her feet. Her shirt was the same style, green and black with flared sleeves hiding her hands.

Shego left her room and took a random turn in the hallway outside. It was tme to find the cellar, after all whereelse would the wine be kept. She kept walking, 'Now where are those stairs?' As she tried to find those stairs, she would open doors at random hoping to find a way to get down. Unfortunately on more than one occasion her inquisitivness elicited a shriek of embarrasement as she walked in on women in various stages of undress. Well unfortunate for them, but it was a pleaseant sight for Shego's sore eyes, whose responses ranged from a wink to a pleased purr as the women tried to cover themselves before leaving.

Those shrieks however alerted the guards to some mischief happening in the castle. So Shego had a smal gathering following her as she tried to find the stairs, and even she noticed that something was up. She froze in the middle of the corridor, and so did the posse behind her. Upon turning she asked, quite rudely, "The fuck's my booze?"

Instead of getting an answer, her coarse language shocked the guards into silence. The silence did nothing for Shego's search. She was getting frustrated for sure, and she began to spew curses as she continued on her way. As she turned a corner and the sound of her voice faded, one of the guards asked to another: "What the hell just happened?!"

"Who knows, she's not here anymore, whoever it was."

A third piped up, "I bet she was the one that made these fair maidens scream."

"It does seem like she'd be the one to provoke such a response." Mused the first.

"Yeah, with that mouth, it's hard not to believe." Concurred the second.

The third questioned, "Shouldn't we be apprehending her then?"

There was a slight pause and then, simultaenously, the entire posse, numbering around 15, said

"Well, shit." before running off in the direction that she left in.

The guards rounded the corner only to catch a glimpse of her vanishing into one of the rooms. Unfortuantely they weren`t able to discern which room she was in, and there was no squeel of embarrassment forthcoming, and they did not want to be the one to barge into the wrong room. Dr. Director lived on this floor, and as their superior and as a women, she wouldn`t have been happy to see her subordinates so early in the morning. Especially as she was getting dressed. And so with mixed feelings they dispersed, heading back to their posts.

Shego on the other hand, held in yelp as she was pulled uncermoniously into the room. Tripping on the rug she flailed her arms comically in the air, before abruptly stopping and turning with a mischevious smirk.

`Just couldn`t keep your hands off me could you ...Bets?"

The only response she got was being pushed onto the bed and being straddled by a very, very lustfulDr. Director who smiled and said softly, "I missed you." and leaned down towards the other woman.

"I know."

Betty was dangerously close to Shego now, the warmth of her breath ghosting across those parted green lips. She moved closer.

And closer.

And closer.

Until they were a few millimeters apart.

And then-!

AN: I'm a bitch I know. But I updated! I wanted to write some more, but I really don't feel upto writing a lemon fitting these two women, so until next time!