Author's Note: I would like to thank everyone that reviewed the last chapter. Thanks, it lets me know people are reading this. A special thanks goes out to Ghostwhiter for betaing for me. As usual, Disney owns Kim Possible and all related characters and placenames. Also as usual, italicized text denotes active thought. Now on with the story!

Ron woke with a start, a young Shego lying next to him on the floor with an annoyed look on her face. "You done now?" she snarked.

"Wha… Drakken made a youth ray?" Ron stammered, sitting up.

"Yep." Shego stated as Ron and her rose to her feet.

Ron looked at her in disbelief. "He's been trying to take over the world? He could own half of it if he sold youth to people!"

"Yeah, I know," Shego stated with a shrug of her shoulders. "He doesn't really care much about money unless he needs it for one of his schemes. I figured it would be destroyed when Kimmie and you would blow up one of his lairs so I rescued it."

"Rescued it?" Ron said lightly.

"Yep. Don't be surprised Stoppable. Number one, I steal things all the time and number two, he still owes me back pay," Shego stated flippantly as she put the rejuvenator back in the box and pushed it to the back of the closet.

"OK, OK, not trying to ruffle feathers here," Ron said with a smile. It's not like KP and I don't take dangerous inventions off or villains' hands occasionally; even when they honestly invent them."

"Good. Enough said about it then," Shego stated flatly.

Wade beeped back in on the Kimmunicator and Ron answered. "What's the sitch Wade," he giggled like a schoolgirl, "Man that still feels so cool saying that."

"Umm.. Yeah. Anyway, I have a ride lined up for you. There's an Air Force C130 that will be flying over Middleton. I was able to get you guys on it, but you have to be at the airbase in the next hour. I'm downloading the coordinates into your Kimmunicator."

"You rock in stereo Wade!" Ron exclaimed happily as Wade signed off. He turned to Shego, "Alright Susan, how we gonna get there?"

Shego just grinned and held out the keys to the blue sedan with her good hand.

Ron took them as she bent to pickup a duffle bag. He looked at the rest of the luggage she had packed and glanced at her broken arm. "I guess it'll be my honor to carry the rest of the bags," he moaned.

Shego was bored out of her mind. They were sitting in a pile of ropes in the cargo area of a C130 flying towards Middleton, Colorado. It always seemed this is where fate kept bringing her. Whether it be because of one of Dr. Drakken's crazy schemes or now being stuck to Ron Stoppable. "What is with Middleton that makes the people from there so crazy?" she thought to herself. She looked over to Ron, who was snoring peacefully next to her, "At least he isn't crazy. Wait, what am I saying? He's got to be the craziest of the lot! OK.." she thought with a chuckle, "Maybe not as crazy as Dr. D., but he definitely ranks up there. Always chasing Princess around the globe fighting bad guys. Until recently I wondered how he managed to live as long as he did. The blue glow he has explains a lot. I wonder what it is and how he got it, and most of all, why hasn't he used it before?" She sighed, leaning back into the ropes. "Meh.. I better get some sleep, I'm beat." She closed her eyes; asleep before she had the chance to get uncomfortable from the ropes she was lying against.

Ron and Shego woke with a start when the speakers in the cargo area blared to life a couple of hours later. "Five minutes to the drop zone Mr. Stoppable," announced the pilot over the intercom.

Ron's weary eyes opened in shock, "Drop zone! I thought you were going to land this bird!" he yelled into the microphone.

"No, I assumed you knew this was a fly by operation. Mr. Load assured us it was, 'no big'," the pilot continued.

"OK, thanks," Ron said wearily as he unkeyed the mic. "Just once I'd like to be able to walk off a cargo ramp," Ron whined.

Shego stretched and looked around, spotting three chutes. Two were set up for single man jumps, the last for a cargo drop. She grabbed one and fumbled with the straps one handed. "Oh well, at least we're out of Go Tower," she stated wearily. She rumpled his already messed up bed head. "And we don't have to worry about getting our hair messed up," she said with a shrug.

Ron looked at the bonded area, "We're going to have to jump tandem," he stated.

"Doy," Shego stated, rolling her eyes. "Unpack one of those other chutes, we're going to have to strap the harnesses together."

He finished that while she unrolled a cargo net, placing the suitcases inside. She rigged the parachute to the net and attached it to the zip line one handed, while he strapped on the harness.

"One minute to drop zone," sounded the pilot over the intercom.

Shego and Ron worked quickly, fumbling with the straps to keep the harnesses together. "Is this how it always is?" Shego asked after they were strapped together.

"Yeah, pretty much," Ron replied, a little nervous. He forced a smile onto his face as he leaned over and hit the control for the ramp. It began to lower and he gulped hard.

"He's scared," Shego thought with a frown. "Don't you do this all the time Tiger?" she asked with a smile, trying to cheer him up.

"Y.. Yeah," he replied thickly.

"Thought you'd be used to it by now," she remarked lightly.

"No. Just because I do it, doesn't mean I have to like it," he replied.

The intercom sounded, "We are over the drop zone, deploy when ready."

Ron pushed the luggage out the back, the cord pulling tight and releasing the parachute as it cleared the airplane. "It's go time," he said with false bravado, leading them to the edge of the ramp. He gulped again and jumped into the yawning darkness.

They fell a couple of seconds before the chute opened and they glided slowly towards the ground. Shego expertly touched the two of them down, and they rolled as they hit the ground to absorb the shock. Shego winced as her injured arm was jostled, but shook off Ron's worried look. He stowed the chute and they looked for the cargo net in the darkness. She spotted it and they gathered up all the gear.

Ron pulled out his Kimmunicator. "Wade, we're here," he stated when Wade answered.

Wade nodded his head with a yawn, "Great Ron, your ride should be pulling in shortly."

A few minutes later a set of headlights pulled up to the field outside of Lowerton. Ron squinted, making out the outline of his truck. "KP!" he yelled excitedly.

"Great," Shego snarked, "I get to make nice with the Princess again."

The figure in the front seat stepped out of the pickup truck, and it wasn't Kim Possible.

"Mom?" Ron asked surprised. As his mother stepped down onto the running boards and then onto the ground.

"My baby!" she exclaimed with a smile, rushing over and embracing him, much to Shego's discomfort. "And who is this striking young woman you have next to you?" she asked with a smile, backing up a step. "At least it isn't Kim Possible," she thought. "She's pretty, if a little pale. Ron could have been stuck to worse."

"This is She..." Ron began, before Shego cut him off.

"Shelia, Shelia Goldstein," Shego bubbled, "it's so nice to meet you Mrs. Stoppable." Shego's smile was warm and her voice like sugar.

"Wade had told me that Ron was stuck to a woman just like he had been stuck to Mr. Barkin that time. But you don't look a day above eighteen," Mrs. Stoppable stated.

"Wade is just a ten year old boy after all," Shego stated, flipping her hair with a roll of her eyes. "I'm seventeen."

"I suppose it shouldn't have come as such a shock, he also said you were a villain," she said with a chuckle.

"Wade told you that?" Shego asked, looking shocked. "Sure, Kim and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but I didn't know he was so prone to.." she trailed.

"Drama?" Mrs. Stoppable finished with a knowing glance.

"That's it," Shego said with a frown. "Though I would have called it tattling," she thought.

"What's wrong with your arm dear?" Mrs. Stoppable asked in a concerned voice after noticing her arm was in a sling.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a skin condition I have," Shego said sadly. "Every once and a while it flares up and I cover it to keep from scratching."

"That must be why she's so pale," Mrs. Stoppable thought as she unconsciously stepped back.

"Oh don't worry, it's not contagious," Shego stated.

Mrs. Stoppable blushed in embarrassment. "You two look tired, let's get your bags into the truck and get you two to bed. Sleep, I mean," she said, stumbling over her words.

Ron picked up the bags while Shego grabbed her duffle bag and put them in the back of the pickup. Mrs. Stoppable helped with the parachutes and they headed home. Ron and Shego fell fast asleep on the way. Their sleep was interrupted for the third time that night when they got to the house and were shooed up to Ron's room.

"Now you behave yourself Ronald!" his Mom chided him as she sent them off to bed.

"Mom!" he groaned.

"He's been the picture of chivalry so far," Shego stated. "His mother must have taught him well," she added with a smile. "Actually he has been really good about this, Princess must have trained him well," Shego thought, slightly impressed.

"Yes, well, off to bed you two," Mrs. Stoppable said with a blush. "Such a nice girl," she thought as she watched them head upstairs.

As they entered Ron's room Shego dropped her duffle bag with a grimace. "Ugh, this is going to be tough. What was I thinking coming back here so you could go to school?" she asked, poking him in the side, but below his aching ribs.

"You did that for me?" Ron asked, stupefied.

"You think this a favor?" Shego asked. "Think about it, we could be lounging on a beach in the Caribbean, or at least watching TV for a week or two. I'm making you come back to boring classes and homework," she said with a grin.

"Hey! What did I ever do to you?" he asked, pouting.

Shego chuckled, "Payback for that kick in the head you gave me Tiger. Now let's get some shuteye."

They changed into their pajamas and slipped into Ron's bed. It was a tighter fit as his bed was a full size to her queen, but with how tired they were it was moments before they were both asleep.

Ron began to slowly drift back to the realm of consciousness. He was still tired but he was too hot to sleep anymore and something hard was pressing into his left shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes and as his eyes adjusted to the light he realized that something soft was draped over him as well. His eyes focused on the black mop of hair on his chest as his heart rate quickened. Shego was cuddled up to his side, her arm draped over his shoulder and her head resting on his chest. He looked down at her face, stunned. She had always been a beautiful woman, but she was even more so now. Her face was relaxed in sleep, with no trace of her trademark frown upon it, marred only by a single drop of drool that had seeped out onto Ron's pajama top. Ron didn't even mind the light green tint, she still looked like an angel. He gulped and tried to calm his breathing, sure that the pounding of his heart would wake her. He lay like that for a long while, just looking at her before she began to stir. He closed his eyes, feigning sleep, as Shego began to wake up.

Shego stirred, and smiled a little as she began to wake up. "I actually slept really good, and not even a little nightmare last night. I must have really been tired," she thought. I had been a long time since she had slept a full night without nightmares. She groaned and stretched a little before she realized just how she was positioned. Her eyes snapped open, fully awake now. She slowly pulled herself off of his chest, dabbing at the drool spot to hide the evidence of her being there. "At least I woke up first, that would have been a little embarrassing," she thought to herself. After she pulled herself off of Ron she heard the unmistakable rumble of hunger coming from her stomach. "Time to get something to eat, the healing is really drawing on me." She gently nudged Ron, laying off as he began to wake.

"Ugh, morning already? Ron asked with a yawn. He stretched the arm that wasn't pinned between them over his head.

"Yep, and I smell something wonderful coming from downstairs," Shego stated happily.

"Yeah, my mom likes to cook when she's home on the weekends," Ron said as he looked over at the alarm clock it read 9:15. "She always has it ready at about 9:00 so if we don't get down there quick it'll get cold."

They shuffled out of bed and took care of morning business before heading downstairs. Ron's mother was halfway through her breakfast while his father appeared to have finished and was reading the paper.

"Good morning you two, I was wondering if you were going to sleep until noon like usual Ronald," his mother stated. "Shelia seems to be a good influence on you."

"Good morning Mom, good morning Dad," Ron replied, not bothering to respond to his mother's mild barbs.

"There are pancakes on the counter and the butter and syrup are on the table," Mrs. Stoppable stated.

"May I have a glass of orange juice?" Shego asked sweetly when Ron opened the fridge to get some milk.

"Of course you can Shelia, feel free to help yourself as if it was your own home!" Mrs. Stoppable exclaimed. She noticed Shelia wasn't wearing the splint anymore. "I see your arm must have healed."

"I'm a pretty fast healer," Shego responded as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.

They sat down and ate breakfast, making small talk before heading back upstairs to brush their teeth and get dressed.

"Anything you want to do today Susan?" Ron asked when they were away from his parents.

"Call me Shelia Ron," Shego stated. I don't want Princess knowing my real name, she'll have Wade digging up everything about my past."

"OK," Ron agreed.

"I'd like to go shopping, most of my old clothes are way out of style. I also wouldn't mind going tanning if I can get Dr. D. to send over one of my lamps."

"Why do you like tanning so much?" Ron asked, suddenly curious. "When we break in on missions you are usually reading a magazine, filing your nails, or tanning."

"Magazines are enjoyable to read, my nails grow quickly, and tanning helps to lessen the pale green pigmentation of my skin and makes me look more normal," she answered. "What do you do for fun, besides kick down the doors of various villains around the world?"

"Missions are not my idea of fun," Ron stated flatly. "Sure, sometimes I enjoy them, but getting shot at by death rays, avoiding deadly traps, being beaten by henchmen three times my size, and not getting any recognition for it are not real high on my list of 'fun'."

"Then why do you go on them?" Shego asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Somebody has got to watch Kim's back. I couldn't live with myself if my best friend was hurt because she went alone," he replied with a shrug.

"Someone broke the mold when they made you," she thought to herself. "So what do you do for fun then?" she asked again.

"Oh, I like watching TV, playing video games, hanging out with my friends, and cooking," he stated.

"Well maybe we can play video games while we tan," Shego suggested.

"I don't tan," Ron said, "I burn. But I'll be happy to sit with you under the lamp and play video games while coated in sunscreen."

"Sounds like a plan," Shego stated as she pulled her Blueberry out to call Dr. Drakken.

Hego was furious. First his sister had the audacity to ream him out in his own home then she spurned his hospitality? He trembled in anger as he packed up the few belongings she didn't take with her into boxes to send out to the storage unit. He was nearly done, just the closet left to do. He pulled a few boxes out of the back and looking inside the first one curiously. His eyes burned blue in anger and disbelief as he pulled a ray gun out. He looked it over carefully, finding a plate naming the manufacturer on the bottom, one Dr. Drakken. His eyes narrowed as he crushed the ray gun in his hands. "There will be no weapons of villainy in my house!" he raged. He tore into the other boxes, destroying notes and prototypes of lasers, energy storage devices, hover crafts, and various tools and other projects that Shego had thought worthy of saving from the destruction that came along with Kim Possible. He dumped the remains in the trash and sent the boxes with her 'non-villainous' personal effects to storage. "This will make a fine billiards room," he thought to himself with a smug smile.
Kim and Erik walked hand in hand down the sidewalk to Ron's house, just a few blocks from her own. Kim looked over and smiled at Erik, her sweaty hand betraying just how nervous she was. After all, visiting Ron also meant visiting Shego, and that was something that she could do without.

"Thanks for coming with me to see Ron," she said with a smile.

"It's my pleasure. I'm trying to not be jealous of the friendship you two have. I think it'll be easier if we can all be just buds," he stated.

"That's great Erik, you don't know what that means to me," Kim said happily, flashing him her dazzling smile.

They walked up the sidewalk to the Stoppable abode and knocked.

"Who dat!?" Ron's voice rang out from in the house.

"It better not be another Jehovah's witness," Shego snarked.

"It's me, Kim," Kim said, cracking the door.

"Oh hey KP! Come on in," Ron yelled happily while Shego huffed.

Kim looked at the scene before her eyes, a bit shocked. The furniture was pushed to the edges of the room and there was a giant sun lamp set up. Ron and Shego were lying on their stomachs on a blanket, basking in the light. Ron paused the video game he was playing while Shego adjusted her sunglasses and grunted. She was watching Kimmie and her little boy-toy in the reflective edges of her sunglasses.

"Close your mouth Princess, you'll catch flies," Shego snarked, "and tell your little boy-toy to quit looking at my ass." Shego looked over her shoulder at him with a frown.

Erik quickly looked away, embarrassed.

"He was not looking at your butt Shego!" Kim griped with a frown. "Were you Erik?"

"Ahh.. Of course not, I ah was looking at the swimsuit. Neon green is an unusual color choice," Erik stammered.

"Dude, you were so looking at her butt," Ron stated over his shoulder, slightly annoyed.

"He was not!" Kim protested weakly. She frowned and looked closer. Shego looked different, way different. She looked a lot younger than she should be.

Ron and Shego sat up and faced their friends/enemies. "Now looking at my chest I could stand. I have Kimmie way outclassed there, don't you think Ron?" Shego asked with a smirk on her face.

"There is no right answer to that question Shelia," Ron said flatly. "You guys want something to drink?" he asked Kim and Erik, unsuccessfully trying to change the subject.

"What happened to you?" Kim asked curiously, directing the question at Shego.

"What do you mean by that Princess?" Shego asked with a grin.

"You look… younger," Kim replied.

"Must be the sunlamp Princess," Shego stated, flipping her hair.

"Shelia.." Ron said flatly.

"Shelia?" Kim asked, confused.

"Yeah, she doesn't want people to know she's Shego," Ron stated, "We're going to go to school on Monday and Barkin wouldn't let me go if I was attached to a wanted fugitive."

"Wait, you're going to school stuck together?!" Erik exclaimed.

"Yep," Ron answered. "It's happened before. I was stuck to Barkin and Kim was stuck to Bonnie." Kim involuntarily shuddered as her fellow cheerleader's name was mentioned. "Barkin is the hardest nut to crack, and I mean nut literally, and since he was stuck to me before and still went to school he shouldn't have a problem with it."

"Just no Phy. Ed. Stoppable. I don't need you dragging me through the boys locker room," Shego snarked.

"Booyah!" Ron yelled, pumping his fist. "No P.E.!"

"Ron.." Kim said flatly. "This is no laughing matter. You're bringing a known villain into school."

"Don't worry, she's off the clock," Ron stated.

"What part of 'she's evil' don't you understand?" Kim stated flippantly.

"And that is worse than Bonnie and Amelia how?" Ron snipped.

"Oh, I don't know. Shego can fire plasma blasts out of her hands?" Kim huffed.

"She has gone through a lot of trouble to do this for me. Why can you just trust her Kim?" Ron asked his temper flaring as Shego tried to look innocent, a hard task when sporting a hint of a grin.

"How can you even think to trust her Ron!?" Kim yelled, her anger getting the better of her now. "She's tried to kill both of us so many times I can't even count them any more!"

"You know that's not true Kim!" Ron yelled. "Or we'd have never been given the chance to wake up in the basement of Bueno Nacho on Prom night!"

"I can't believe you're sticking up for her like this Ron!" Kim yelled.

"You can't? I thought you knew me better than that," Ron stated flatly.

"Let's not talk about this right now," Kim said flatly.

"Fine by me," Ron huffed. "It's lunch time anyway. You want to hit Bueno Nacho Shelia?"

"Sure," Shego said with a grin as they stood up. "Let's get changed. Don't wait up for us losers!"

Kim growled while Erik frowned.

"Sheeliaaa.." Ron said, drawling out her name. "I thought you were going to try to be nice to KP. And I really don't like the word loser."

Shego rolled her eyes, "Her boyfriend was checking me out and then she started badmouthing me. I'm only willing to bend so much Ron."

Ron grunted in agreement before turning to Kim, "Are you going to meet us there KP?" he asked apprehensively.

Kim sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, "Sorry Ron, Mom was already making lunch. Maybe we can do something later."

"Alrighty," Ron paused, "Hey, we're going to the mall after Bueno Nacho if you want to meet us there."

"Sure Ron, we'll see ya there," Kim answered.

"Later KP, later Erik," Ron said with a wave.

"Later Ron," Kim and Erik replied.

"Jinx, you both owe me a soda!" Ron exclaimed, happy again.

Ned's jaw dropped when Ron walked into Bueno Nacho with 'Shelia' at his side. "Hola Ron, can I take your order?" he sputtered out.

"Hola Ned. I'll take two naco platters, grande sized. Coke for the drink," Ron said with a smile.

"And for the lovely lady?" Ned asked.

"I'll have a tacodia salad and a diet coke," Shego said.

Ron pulled out his wallet to pay for their meals but Ned held his hand up.

"It's on the house today Ron," Ned stated.

"You don't have to do that Ned," Ron said seriously. "That's not why I helped."

"I know that and I do," Ned stated. "It's because you don't expect something for it."

"Well thanks Ned," Ron said putting his wallet back away. They went to sit down at Kim and Ron's regular booth.

"What was that all about?" Shego asked.

"Helped him out with a bully," Ron stated with a shrug.

"Always got to be the hero?" Shego asked seriously.

"It's what I do," he said.

They both looked up when they saw the door open, admitting Tara and Bonnie. Bonnie looked over curiously while Tara frowned before they walked up to the counter to order. They got their orders and Bonnie bumped Tara and motioned over to Ron's table. Tara got the hint and veered over towards it.

"Hey Ron, mind if we sit here?" Tara asked sweetly.

Ron didn't want to say no to Tara, but Kim and Erik might be coming.

"Yeah, go ahead," Shego said with a fake smile. "If I'm going to school I might as well get to know a few people before hand," she thought.

Bonnie and Tara sat down. Bonnie looked Shego over shrewdly. "She's pretty, nice eyes, nice body, great hair; but her skin's a little pale. Must have some skin condition. Not a real threat to my position," she thought. "So who's your girlfriend?" Bonnie asked sweetly.

Ron blushed, "She's not my girlfriend Bonnie. But I should introduce you. Shelia, this is Tara Mathews and Bonnie Rockwaller. Bonnie and Tara this is Shelia Goldstein." Ron finished the introductions and filled his mouth with Naco, hoping to stave off the inevitable questions that would follow from the schools female elite.

"So how do you two know Ron?" Shego asked, launching a preemptive strike. "Bonnie huh? The girl Kim thinks is evil. I have to get to know her a little," Shego thought.

Bonnie answered first. "Well he's gone to school with us for years and he's a member of the cheer squad with us."

"Ugh, cheerleaders. Great." Shego thought.

"Not to mention he saved us twice," Tara said, beaming at him.

"Saved you? How'd that happen?" Shego asked as Ron happily continued to stuff his face.

Tara chatted away with Shego, explaining Ron's heroics at Camp Wannaweep while Ron ate voraciously and Bonnie listened on wanting to ask questions but not wanting to interrupt. Tara had just finished with the recap of Camp Wannaweep and paused to take a drink from her water. Bonnie took the lull in conversation to butt in.

"Yeah and the second time was the same as the first except Ron used the mutating chemicals to transform himself into a mutated beaver boy and fight Gill. Long story short, he, Kim, and I took down Gill and freed the campers," Bonnie recited, bored with the topic. "Now back to business," she thought. "So, how did Ron and you meet?"

Ron gulped and opened his mouth to answer when Shego placed her hand on his, silencing him. "I was crossing the street when some mad scientist guy burst out of one of the buildings ahead of me and jumped into a car. Kim was chasing him and he nearly hit me. Ron pulled me out of the way as the man dropped a metal sphere out the window. We were covered in a stinky cloud and the next thing I knew I was stuck to Ron."

Bonnie and Tara looked at each other, their eyebrows raised. "Bondo ball," Bonnie stated with a shudder. "That's how I got stuck to K for a weekend."

"Yeah, I heard about that. They changed the formula though so we're stuck until we get a solvent that works," Shego said.

"So are you two going to school like that?" Tara asked.

Shego nodded, "I guess so. I have to pick up some new clothes though." She looked at what the girls were wearing, "My old ones from high school are a bit dated."

"You should come to the mall with us!" Tara squealed. "We can help you pick some stuff out."

Ron finished wolfing down the last of his naco platter and wiped his mouth. "Kim's meeting us there," Ron stated.

Bonnie flashed a predatory grin, "All the more reason why we should go. Kim has no fashion sense."

"That would be great Bonnie," Shego said with a smile back. "It seems there's no love lost between the Princess and her either. I'll have to get to know her a little," Shego thought.

"Bonnie and Shego have hit it off," Ron thought as Bonnie regaled 'Shelia' with the story of Kim's disastrous Cheer Squad Weekly interview as they walked into the mall. Tara looked bored while Ron seemed apprehensive.

"And then she told the interviewer that she collected cuddle buddies and picked her nose as hobbies!" Bonnie told Shelia with a wicked laugh.

"Oy, that's priceless. Tell me that you have that on tape!" Shego snickered.

Bonnie nodded her head, "Yep. Give me your email and I'll send it to you."

"So what happened then?" Shego asked.

Kim and Erik, unseen by the two women, stepped out of a store in front of them and waved to Ron.

"The woman chose me to take Kim's place on the cover!" Bonnie stated triumphantly.

"Nothing like riding my coattails Bonnie? Wouldn't you agree Shelia?" Kim snipped, her voice dripping with malice.

"Hiya Kim, Erik," Ron said uncomfortably.

Erik nodded to Ron, a frown on his face. Kim looked at him, her hardened face softening somewhat. "Hey Ron, I see you have already met up with some friends." "It looks like my two least favorite people have decided to start a Kim haters club," she thought.

Bonnie and Shelia stared Kim down, but Bonnie spoke first. "Zero your ego Kim. Riding your coattails would imply that you're something special, but you're not."

Shego smiled and nodded to the toy store they just walked out of, "Picking up more cuddle buddies Pr.. Kimmie?"

Kim ignored Bonnie, concentrating on Shego, "As if. Are you here shopping for makeup? The Kissy Girl store is over there. I'm sure they make a nice base that will stop your pale skin from blinding people in the sun."

Shego bristled, clenching her fists and stepping forward, pulling Ron with her. Ron pulled her back. "Girls, girls, girls. Why all the hating going on around here? Can't we all just get along?"

"No!" the three of them shouted simultaneously.

"Jinx, you all owe me….." Ron began, before trailing off as three sets of female eyes bored holes into him. "Eep."

"Dude you are a braver man then I am," Erik said, shaking his head as the girls began glaring at each other again.

"This isn't going to work out Ron. I'll have to catch up with you later," Kim said disgustedly.

"OK KP," Ron said sadly. "I'll call you."

Kim nodded and walked away, dragging Erik with her.

"That wasn't very nice you two," Tara said crossly, folding her arms across her chest.

"I know Tara," Bonnie said apologetically.

Shego shrugged her shoulders. "So are we going shopping or what?"

Tara nodded and headed further into the mall, leading the way to Club Banana.

Ron just shook his head as Bonnie and Shelia shrugged their shoulders simultaneously before they settled down and began shopping in earnest.

Ron sighed, his eyes covered while Shego tried on an outfit. It was the second hour of his shopping trip with Shego, Bonnie, and Tara. He didn't spend this much time shopping for his own clothes all year, much less in one day.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now Ron," Shego stated as she smoothed the wrinkles out of the button up shirt she was trying on. The shirt was mint green and she completed the outfit with a black skirt and black shoes. "So what do you think?"

"Wow, I mean, wow," Ron said looking her over a blush creeping over his face. It had been his standard response for outfits that looked good on her so she knew he thought it was a keeper. Otherwise he would have stammered on by how nice it looked on her, but that it just wasn't her.

"Glad you like it, I like this one myself. Let's see what the girls think," Shego stated as they stepped out of the dressing room.

The other girls were just finishing changing as well. Bonnie was the next one out in a read halter-top and hip hugging blue jeans. She turned to Shego and looked her up and down with a critical eye. "Looks good, but those shoe are wrong." She leaned over to pick up a box next to the piles of clothes the girls had accumulated, providing Ron and Shego with an eyeful of her ample cleavage. "Try these," she said looking up while Ron's face flushed even redder. "What do you guys think?" Bonnie said slyly, straightening up to show off the outfit. "He's so fun to tease.." she thought.

"They're.. it's very nice Bonnie," Ron stammered as she grinned.

Shego frowned. "How blatant can you be you hussy?" she thought. "It's a little tight around the middle," she snarked.

Bonnie's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You little.." she thought, her monologue cut short by Tara coming out of the dressing room.

Tara came out in a knee length white sundress with sunflowers decorating the lower edge. "Do you like it Ron?" she asked, flashing a dazzling smile as she twirled to show the dress off. His blushed deepened even further as the skirt rose when she spun, showing off her well-toned thighs. Ron simply nodded, speechless, as Tara giggled.

Shego stiffened at the platinum blonde's antics. "Are they both in heat or what?" she thought testily. "Looks great Tara, if you're looking for something to wear to Sunday school," Shego commented haughtily.

"Thanks. I think it will work for church too," Tara stated happily, oblivious to the slight barb thrown her way. "That blouse looks amazing on you Shelia."

"Thanks Tara," Shego said, knocked a little off guard by the bubbily girl's indifference to her insults. "I think we'll have to cut this shopping trip short though," she stated as she faked a yawn. "Our plane got in pretty late last night."

"Oh, well you two should get some rest then," Tara said with concern.

"I think we've pretty much seen everything worth looking at here anyway," Bonnie said in agreement as they gathered up their purchases and headed to the checkout.

Ron helped the girls with their packages as they left the store. "I have got to get invited shopping more often.."

Author's Footnote: While reader response has been excellent for this story; my one shot, Uncle Justin, has less than 75 hits and 0 reviews. To anyone who read it, did I stink up the place with that one?