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Chapter 9: The Other Blue Fox

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"So, Kim Possible and… Nicole, wasn't it?"

Monique sighed in annoyance, struggling against the green goop that had solidified around her wrists, forming rather tough restraints that had successfully glued her to the wall.

"It's Monique, for the last time…" she sighed.

Junior reeled back sharply, his face coming inches from the girl's. "Do not correct your captor!"

"But you just asked-" This whole battle decorum thing confused her, and the fact that Junior was thicker than a brick wall certainly made things harder. How was this guy actually competent at anything?

Another sharp glare from the villain told Monique that she was breaking the unspoken code of hero/villain banter again, so she shut her mouth.

Feeling respected again, Junior continued his gloat.

"So girls, do you like my new lair?"

He was asking both teenagers, but it was doubtful Kim would be able to acknowledge him. Pinned to the wall beside Monique in a similar fashion, the young hero was still wary, if not unconscious, and seemingly unaware of her new surroundings. The only reason Monique knew this was because she knew the way her best friend would react had she seen this room.

With its lime green colored walls and ceiling, one could assume this was some sort of disco before Junior had gotten a hold of it. On the walls, black hearts and darker green… what looked like flames- broke through the lime paint often, adding a certain touch. Odd, black and green roses had been placed everywhere, some of the flowers actually containing both the colors on their pedals; they matched everything else in the area. Everything was either green or black.

And all across the room, Monique could see the various items Junior had stolen; on the side of a singular, small table in the middle of the room, the bottle of wine sat in a bucket of ice, just a few feet away, the missing stereo and lights had been set up around some sort of stage, and on that stage was a jewel case and few music sheets that could only have been the Oh Boyz missing song. Then finally, the Emerald Heart; it sat on a pedestal near the table, glittering and gorgeous as ever.

With one final look, Monique concluded that this was the weirdest lair she'd ever seen, and she'd seen a few so far… or was it even a lair?

"Well, it has style, I'll admit," she stated, hoping Junior's question had not been rhetorical. Then she turned her head to him with a knowing smirk. "But if I didn't know any better, I'd say you where tryin' to impress a certain lady."

The young villain's face flushed red, and he stomped his feet in response. "Ugh! I have… no idea what you're talking about."

"Yeah, uh huh," Monique was unconvinced, letting her eyes dart past Kim and toward the door; that was when she saw her best friend's eyes flutter open softly.

"Ugh…" Kim groaned, a wave of pain and confusion hitting her as she regained her place in the living world; as her eyes opened, and she squinted in discomfort at the neon bulbs that dotted the room. Fuzzy from the ache she felt, Kim began trying to make sense of her surroundings. A dark room, some sort of music playing the background, and the strong scent of cologne… she was still on Senior's island. Instinct took her over and she moved to turn on her wrist-watch Kimmunicator, but she quickly found that she couldn't reach her wrist with her other hand.

Kim slumped back down and fumed, blowing a stray piece of hair out of hair with one short breath. Only adding to her frustration, Junior's grating laugh began sounding from across the room.

"Well, good evening, Kim Possible. I trust that you rested well?" The tease in his voice only added to the teen hero's annoyance.

"I've slept better," she snapped back, glowering at the boy.

Junior cackled in response. Kim wanted to clock him square in the jaw; he was really beginning to get on her nerves now.

But she was in no position to pose threats of violence yet. There had to be another card to play, any card…

A sly smile appeared on Kim's face.

"I'm not sure why you captured us though, Junior. Don't you want some privacy for when your girlfriend shows up?"

The boy paled out at the mention of the word 'girlfriend'; he hadn't expected the teen hero to know this, which was exactly what Kim was counting on. If she could distract Junior long enough, maybe she could get her Kimmicator working again, or locate a laser pen or something hidden in her glove.

"I told your friend before, I am not expecting anyone!" stated the young millionaire defiantly.

The redhead acted unconvinced though. "And that's the reason for all this?" She nodded her head forward, in a gesture to the room and all its finery.

"I'm redecorating for Valentine's Day," defended Junior, crossing his arms over his muscled chest.

Monique snorted, speaking up. "In the middle of October?"

The villain's face suddenly fell; he'd been trumped, in his moment of victory no less. He growled in irritation, uncrossing his arms and balling his thin hands into fists.

"What do you care what I do in matters of the heart? I am allowed to love too, you know! And all you keep doing-"

He suddenly pointed an accusing finger in the redhead's direction.

"-is getting in the way and trying to ruin everything!" His voice bordered on a temper tantrum by the time he finished.

Kim and Monique stared at Junior for a moment, then exchanged smiles.

"Yep," stated the substitute sidekick.

"Totally knew it," finished the teen hero.

Junior was too busy fuming to respond to them, leaving the conversation open for further provoking; Monique decided to start this time.

"So who is it then?" she asked arrogantly, smirking a little. "Camille Leon? Heather Riley? Maybe Bonnie again?"

Kim was silent, not letting on that she actually knew the identity of the mystery girl… or at least had an educated guess, but she was too busy to add to the conversion, what with bending her wrist and forcing the Kimmunicator's buttons against her restraints, trying to start her wrist watch up. She just hoped Monique could keep her captor distracted…

Junior scoffed. "Please! Those rich girls are so passé, and Bonnie has not accepted my affection since our break-up." There was a sullen tone in his voice suddenly, and that surprised both girls. When had they broken up anyway? They'd seemed so happy at Homecoming…

"So, I focused my love on another. A beautiful woman that captured my heart so many years ago…" all traces of darkness suddenly faded away as Junior began speaking in a dreamy voice.

"I have kept my feelings for her secret for so long, but no more! Tonight, all shall be revealed!" He raised his arms up in triumph, unaware of Kim's own victorious expression as the Kimmunicator's screen flickered in and out, trying to come back to life.

It was at that very moment that Ron Stoppable came flying through the double doors of the room. The teenager screamed rather girlishly as he collided with the floor and skidded a few feet before stopping right under Monique and Kim.

The sidekick attempted to subside his heavy breathing as he looked up at the girls, his vision dazed and out of focus. All he really noticed was his best friend's smile.

"Ron!" she exclaimed, her voice soaked with joy and surprise, the kind she couldn't mask.

"He- hey, KP! I'm here to… ah… rescue you…" Ron sounded breathless, even hurt. Kim would've given anything to get down from that wall and be at his side; what had caused this?

And then, the double doors were kicked open once more, leaving them open for a new figure to enter.

All at once, the every jaw in the room simultaneously dropped.

She was breathtaking; her ivory skin, emerald eyes, and raven hair suddenly seemed to frame the form of a goddess, as opposed to a convicted villainess. Monique had seen her several times before, but never like this. Ron gawked dizzily, mostly out of fear, and Junior… well, to say the least, the young millionaire was impressed.

I knew it, was all Kim thought, the only one left undistracted by the beauty of the woman. She glared in the female's direction, knowing how the odds had tilted in Junior's favor suddenly.

Gone was the green and black jumpsuit, and its place, a light green, shiny, and form-fitting party dress, the skirt cut just above the knees. A pair of black sandals had been her choice of footwear, with green, ribbon-styled straps that wound up her pale ankles, and to finish off the glamorous look; her long black hair had been piled on top of her head and styled to perfection. It appeared that only a pair of Chinese chopsticks were holding her locks in place, but Monique quickly caught the distinct scent of hairsprays and mousses, most that differed from Junior's.

There was little makeup on her face besides the normal amount she seemed to wear, but she did not appear to need it. Her natural beauty was enough.

But for all her finery and glamour, her annoyance and clear confusion still melted through her expression when she looked around the room. Even she was trying to understand the situation.

"What the…?" Her voice cut off whatever she planned on saying as Junior approached her with the happiest grin he could muster. The woman saw this and smiled back with an odd, unexpected sweetness.

"Shego! You made it at last!" The young man stopped in front of her and grabbed one of her hands carefully. She enclosed her fingers around his, and that finally shocked Kim. She hadn't expected her arch enemy to behave in such a way. Ever.

Junior moved his eyes from hers after a moment, directing his gaze to the dazed sidekick that came in with her.

"And you brought…"

Shego scoffed, putting her free hand on her hip. "I found the buffoon was on the beach, he thought I was Princess Kimmie over there…" she darted her eyes at the captured teen hero, then smirked, looking back at Junior. "…And I see you handled that rather nicely."

The boy shrugged, flexing his muscles in the process. "What can I say? I learned from the best." He grinned at Shego rather slyly as he finished speaking, and she only returned the favor.

"And it shows," she added in an impressed tone. "Three robberies in one weekend, without getting caught? Not bad, kid!"

His smile ever widened, and blush found its way onto his cheeks again. "Yeah, that's kinda why I called you over here…"

Junior's newfound villainy suddenly made sense to Kim. The dumb blockhead had finally taken Shego's lessons to heart, for the sake of impressing her.

There was something different in the green-eyed villainess' expression though, something less bright than Junior's lovelorn face. Both teen girls could see it, recognized it from themselves even, and in all their resentment for the pair, the girls couldn't help but feel sympathy for the young, rich man.

Ron still looked on in amazement though. He was in absolute shock over the coupling.

"Wait, wait, wait! Hold up!" The former sidekick jumped to his feet as he spoke, quickly catching everyone's attention.

"I heard Junior say that he fought with the girl of his dreams, and that she was with another guy, and that… she was your Blue Fox. How does that apply to Shego?" He gestured his hand at the villainess, who glared at him wickedly. He took a few edgy steps back, praying she wouldn't attack him again. He was already bruised enough for today.

"Well, Mister Stoppable," Junior began, ignoring the silent confrontation. "When she and I first met, we had many fights, of which she always won," his glance became wary as he eyed the pale woman. "And she is with another man…"

"Drakken," Shego added dryly.

All three teens were thoroughly grossed out.

"Ewwww!" exclaimed Ron. "You're dating Drakken? But isn't he older, like a lot older?"

"Watch it, sidekick." The villainess growled angrily, sending chills down his spine.

Junior intervened again. "Their relationship is purely mutual, but I suspect the good doctor may think otherwise…" he trailed off, and his eyes became wary again. The statement sent Kim for a loop; she had never suspected Drakken of having deep feelings for his partner in crime. Perhaps the evil community saw something different.

"And as for the Blue Fox… well, that is what Shego tested as in Animology," he shrugged slightly as he finished his explanation.

Ron was dumbfounded; he had been so sure of his assumption… and all that time, it was Shego. He carefully glanced at Kim, captured and beaten because of him, and then at Monique, dragged into this because of him. He felt terrible.

"Now," Junior's accented voice broke through the teenager's guilty thoughts, and he looked up with a slight glower.

"If you are quite done…" there was a slight ominous tone in the young villain's voice.

Ron didn't have time to snap back before two of Senior's henchmen were at his side, grabbing him by one arm and restraining the boy.

Junior snickered again, which made Shego smirk. She seemed more amused by it than impressed.

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Ain't I a tease?

This chapter was supposed to be a little longer, but with the upcoming Fannie's, I need to get things moving again. 

Will our heroes escape the clutches of the love-crazed villain? Does Shego feel the same way as Junior? Will Ted ever gain the respect of his boss? Why am I asking you all these questions?

All will be revealed in the climactic chapter, "Soul Set Ablaze!"

Thanks to reviewers Katsumara, CajunBear73, Donteatacowman, and Arya MageFire. Love you guys, and thanks for the support!