Shego grinned, "That sounds like fun… depending on who I'm training. Which level? If you tell me that I'm training the newbies, I will personally whoop your ass again. "
"No no, you'll be training the advanced class. It'll be for both the top agents, and those that are a rank below that. There's little chance anyone else would be able to survive your training. I still remember when you had to train some newbies in karate. I will never make the mistake of asking you to do that again."
Shego chuckled. She had no reason to be offended. It was true, she was a hard teacher. It wasn't that she sucked at teaching, but her methods were so rigorous that most of her trainees would collapse after an hour.
"So am I starting today?"
"No. You'll have to get up bright and early tomorrow. The class starts at 7."
Shego's eyes shot wide open. "Woah, wait what?! That early? You know I'm a night person."
"Yes, well my agents have other duties and will be tired if the training is at night. They'll have had work the whole day and then have to deal with your rigorous training. The morning is best."
"So they can be exhausted while performing their other duties?"
"We'll lighten the load a little."
The green skinned woman sighed and said, "You really spoil them."
"Why do you think I have you teaching them?"
Shego smirked. Betty was right. She had hired one of the best when it came to fighting. The only problem was that Shego had no interest of displaying her talents. Sure she always boasted, but she didn't ever make it look like she'd win every match she fought. She didn't like expectations riding on her shoulders.
"So…" Shego said slowly, "You want to take off early and we go get something to eat? I'm famished."
Betty rolled her eyes, "You know that I have a lot of work. Unless you offer to help, I'm afraid I won't be off anytime soon."
Shego frowned slightly as she looked at the giant stack of papers on the table.
"What's in the pile?"
"Mainly the files on the agents who you'll be training. I have to sign off on it and then I'd need you to sign it. I was going to have you do it in the morning, but it'd be easier for you to do it now since you're here."
The younger woman sighed and said, "Alright. First though, I'm going to go buy us dinner. Then when I come back I'll work as I eat."
"Get going then, you have me hungry now," the brunette said with a dismissive gesture.
Shego chuckled and moved towards the opening to the air duct.
"We have a front door you know."
"But that's not as much fun. Besides, I'll be scaring your agents shitless when I show up tomorrow. There's no need to do it so soon. It's more entertaining when nobody is expecting it."
"How do you know I won't tell anyone you'll be here tomorrow?" Betty asked, quirking an eyebrow.
With a smirk, Shego replied, "Because you love to see your agents on their toes and flipping shit."
Betty chuckled, "Isn't that the truth!"
Shego grinned and then disappeared into the air ducts. She slipped past all the probes and went searching for their dinner.
She ended up going home and making their dinner. It was cheaper than buying it from a restaurant, and in all likelihood, it was better than a restaurant. At home she thought about how she would get back into Betty's office. The air ducts weren't a good idea if she was bringing food. This time she would try a different approach.
With both hands holding the food securely, Shego slipped into a side door and bypassed all the cameras and workers, making it to Betty's office without alerting a single person.
As soon as she was back in the office, Betty said, "Hmm, smells good. Is that steak?"
"Yeah. I also made mashed potatoes and some stir fried vegetables."
"You made it yourself didn't you?" the one-eyed woman asked, her mouth slightly watering. It'd been a long time since she had Shego's cooking, and if she remembered correctly, she was in love with it.
"Of course. I don't want to waste my money on food that won't taste nearly as good as what I can make."
Betty laughed.
They settled in to eat as they filled out papers and signed a few things.
"I seriously hope I don't have a lot of paperwork."
"You won't. Don't worry. Unless someone sustains an injury on the level of a broken bone or something, there should be no reason why you need to do any paperwork."
With a slight frown, Shego asked, "What about intense bruising? There's a good chance that'll happen. You know I try to keep broken bones to a minimum, but there's no way your agents are getting out of this unscathed."
"Don't worry. They've all been fully warned about this. I already told them that their teacher is an arrogant, easily angered, self-centered bitch who plans to make their life a living hell. They're quite prepared.
"You flatter me Betty. I'm surprised you didn't throw in the fact that I also like to pick on the best in class and use them for examples. I'm quite biased you know."
"Eh, I figure they'll figure that out."
After they finished eating, they only had a few papers left. It was late when the two left the building, heading their separate ways.
As Shego was getting in her car, Doctor Director stopped her for a moment to say, "Don't forget, your class starts at 7am sharp. You need to be there by 6am to set up."
The ex-villain groaned. "I know, I know."
Betty chuckled as they split.
Shego went home that night and set her alarm for 5 in the morning. She'd need to get up early, take her shower, make breakfast and lunch, and then head to work.
After easing into bed, she fell asleep in an instant. The flight had been long, and the paperwork tedious. She was glad to be in bed, and she was positive she was going to regret getting up so early in the morning.
Shego pulled up to the Global Justice HQ and walked straight to the front doors in her signature cat suit. She boldly pushed open the doors, reveling in the silence that followed.
Agents literally dropped what they were doing when they saw her, half of them getting ready for a fight and starting to block her way.
"Excuse me children, I need to get to the training grounds. I have to set up before class," she said with a lazy smile.
Everyone seemed a bit skeptical when Betty came into view, "Right on time Shego. Come on, I'll lead the way."
The GJ agents gaped as Shego followed after the head. None could contain their shock. What was the ex-villain doing there? She used to be the best thief in the world. What did Betty need her for?
Betty showed her the office she'd be occupying while she held her training sessions and handed over the key.
Shego placed her lunch inside one of the draws and locked it.
"I'm guessing you didn't bring me a lunch?" Betty asked, slightly disheartened. She'd expected to be without lunch from her friend, but she could still hope.
"Nah. I figured it'd be a lot to carry. It should be delivered around noon though."
"What?" Betty asked in confusion.
Shego smirked, "I figured I'd send it in as a joke on your agents. It should be arriving with a caterer who'll wheel it in. You know, let the aroma make everyone's mouth water. Then they'll follow to see where it goes, and lo and behold, you get it."
"You like to mess with my agents don't you?"
"Got a problem with that?"
"Not if I get your free cooking out of it."
The green skinned woman let out a short bark of laughter.
"So, you need any help setting up?" the one-eyed woman asked.
"Nah. I don't plan to do too much today. I'll mainly introduce myself and whoop everyone of your agents' ass. Then I'll have them do a lot of running and exercises. I need to see how much their body can withstand."
"Alright then. I'll leave it to you."
"You got it."
Shego plopped down in her seat and closed her eyes. She'd set her cell phone alarm to go off fifteen minutes before 7.
Betty saw this and rolled her eyes, heading back to her office and letting her friend get a bit more sleep.