For those of you who didn't want to read chapter one or two here is a little summary. Kim and Ron go on a mission to stop Drakken. Drakken shots Kim with the Bondo Ball (Machine used to bond things together.) And Shego gets stuck to Kim. Kim has to go to school with Shego stuck to her and has to deal with Bonnie being Bonnie and Barkin being unfair. That should sum it up. Enjoy!

This chapter is a little shorter but I wrote it different cause I felt like it. -SAS

Chapter 3: Wrecked House

Kim sat their on her bed with Shego right beside her. Ron had already left. Kim began thinking to herself. Why did Wade say it was personal? Their couldn't be anything to personal to share with everyone in the room. Of, course there is some things but... What was Wade talking about?

Shego sat their a little uncomfortable, wondering. Did he know something about me? Or? "Kim?" Shego, asked out loud.

Kim suddenly came back to reality after hearing her name being called from the raven woman. "Huh?" Kim, said almost in a shout.

Damn this red haired teen sure had a big mouth, the raven woman thought. "Is it something about me or you?" The dark haired woman asked.

Oh, no. She knows. What will I say? No, what should I do? I should move, duh. The red head thought to herself before trying to stand and just falling back down. "What, you mean? Why, would there... I mean, huh?" Kim, managed to clutter out; blushing.

That was strange, she was acting sort like the sidekick. Must be about her, unless she already knows its about me and... "I can't read cluttering and this isn't an interview, calm down." The older woman asked, noticing how Kim had began to hyperventilate. "What, was Wade talking about?" Shego, asked again.

Good, she doesn't know. It could be about her I guess or why would she even ask. "I have no clue. He just wants to talk." Kim, stated in a calm voice.

The older woman thought to herself. Maybe Kim wasn't a prude. "So, sneaking around with computer geek, Kimmie?" The raven haired women smirked at the younger girl. "Didn't know you liked them young. Tell me, is it that smart brain or that wicked hair-do?" Shego began to snicker.

The younger girl began to stare hatred towards Shego, thinking to herself. How could this woman say that? Maybe she is worse then Bonnie.

The raven haired woman noticed Kim was starring at her for quite some time. "Touchy subject, cupcake." The older woman snickered out, daring for a fight.

"That was sick and wrong, Shego." The red hair heroin, said still starring at the older woman with disgust.

"Gawd. Would you stop staring? Your like a kid, grow up." The older woman, stated.

Kim had had enough tries to swing in hit Shego but, the raven haired woman dodged it igniting her plasma. Kim laid there pouting and sighing. "Why did I have to get stuck with you?" Kim, almost yelled.

"I could still separate us right now, if you want? Shego, implied igniting her plasma again.

"I would rather not get burned in the process." Kim, said in a sassy annoying teenage ramp.

That's it I've had enough of this little brat. The older woman thought as she tried to pin Kim down.

They broke out into a all out war. The bed was destroyed from plasma blasts along with, holes in the walls, broken glass was shattered through out the house, the stair way rail was almost gone completely, table in the kitchen was chopped in half, television busted, couch destroyed, and there laid a tired red haired and a raven black haired woman in the floor of the entrance of the house. They were breathing hard trying to catch their breath for round two. When the door came open.

An older red haired woman stood at the entrance. "Kimberley!" The younger red heads mother yelled. Then another voice came from a brown haired male, "Kimberley Ann Possible! You have a lot of explaining to do." The angry man yelled.

As the younger girl sat there trying to gasp the situation she noticed the state of the house. I am so busted, she thought to her self. "Mom! Dad! I thought you would be gone until tomorrow." Kim, said using her puppy dog pout trying to get out of trouble.

Then two annoying voices came out of nowhere. "Kim is so busted." The one with the red shirt started. "Look at this place." The one with the green shirt continued. "We miss all the fun." The red shirt boy continued. "Isn't that your." The green shirt boy continued. "Foe." The red shirted boy finished.

The older red haired girl looked at the boys and said, "Why don't you boys go upstairs."

"No fair. Kim's the one who had a party!" The twin boys said in unison as they dashed for there rooms.

"I can explain." The red haired girl pleaded as they headed off for the living room.

They all sat in the floor because the couch was destroyed and Kim explained the whole situation except on little detail.

The raven haired woman rolled her eyes which didn't go unnoticed by the parents in the group. Who demand Shego tell them why.

The older woman thought for a while and as she got ready to tell them Kim speaks up. "I may of told Mr. Barkin a few hateful things. In my offense though he was being unfair."

Kims mom looked over at Kim and said, "We know. About what happened, he called." She, admitted.

Kim got grounded and when she woke up Shego was already gone. Immediately feeling relaxed and a great feeling of relief she remembered Wade had something to tell her as pulled out her Kimmunicator. "Wade, spill?" Kim, asked.

"When I did the whole scan on you guys I learned something that's weird but also sort of confusing." Wade, admitted.

"I fight off super villains daily. What could be weirder then fighting with giant cuddle buddies and getting stuck with one very crazy green and black mad women?" Kim, asked.

"Kim, this is a 12 on a weirdar scale of 5. Brace yourself." Wade, said without his confident know it all attitude.

What is Wade about to say, find out in the next chapter. The next chapter should be up in the next week or so... Kim finally finds out what Wade found out. As always I don't own anything that someone else owns. You can sue if you want but all your get is some Generic pop/food/clothes... I do have some pop cans if you even know what I'm talking about. (You sell them, just in case you really don't understand.)