Government Hooker – Kigo
Chapter 5: "Mind Games"
The mercenary snarled, punching the wall in front of her, which displaced one of the massive concrete blocks that made up a majority of the base. Shego couldn't understand how this had happened, how had someone switched the vials on Anne? The mercenary believed the older woman; she had never lied before, besides what kind of a mother would kill her own daughter.
For the past couple of years the thief felt as if she was swimming upriver, and every so often someone would come over to the edge of the bank, throwing a thirty pound weight around her neck and walk away. Shego supposed she shouldn't be fretting over the hero's death, if anything it's just one of the said weights off her shoulders. Kim's escape was inevitable, the mercenary knew she was going to have to take the girl off the sedatives, that's no way to live; but isn't like that's an issue now.
Blondie observed as her Mistress fumed, she was glad that she had not gone through with her jealously-fueled scheme. If she had then it would only be a matter of time before her Empress would find out and probably kill her. In her mind, though, the girl knew she would never have to worry about Shego harming her in any way; Mistress was wrapped around her finger.
The blonde girl also noticed Possible's family; they all seemed to be distant and indifferent to the whole situation. She supposed with all the hassle and drama Kim had caused these people that they may have turned on her; she would have. Blondie pushed all thoughts out of her head, it wasn't her job to try to figure these things out, no, her job was to keep her Empress happy.
Blondie now crossed the room towards the mercenary, latching on to the older woman as she arrived, settling her face into Shego's chest. The girl received a chuckle in return, along with a pair of arms wrapping around her waist, much to her delight. The mercenary dipped her head down, pressing her lips against the girl's cheek and blowing, treating the girl to a raspberry kiss, as one would a child. All eyes fell on the duo, some amused while others shocked to see such behavior, but all activity turned back to Kim as Empress and her pet left the holding chamber.
Anne was the first to speak, "Will I want you to go and look at every minute of video footage from the security cameras that surround the medic wing. We need to find out who switched the vials."
The boy nodded in confirmation, leaving, before Dr. Possible started again, "Alright he's gone, and Shego will be preoccupied with Blondie as usual; the hormones I gave the girl should be kicking in about now. We have the next hour at most to come up with some solutions, anyone?"
Mr. Possible shook his head as his wife's eyes looked upon him, Anne receiving the same answer from everyone she looked at, "Oh come now, we need to get this sorted out as soon as possible, the longer we wait the less chance of success we are going to have."
Donald now spoke up, shifting on his feet, "What if we contact Wade? He's a freaking genius! So he must have set up some sort of a fail-safe." His dog nodded in agreement, yipping to get his point across.
Now all eyes were upon Donald and his Rottweiler patrol dog, she had to admit for once he actually did have a good idea, "Contacting Mr. Load will be a problem, though; as we all know our communications to people outside of this building are all monitored. The new question is 'How do we contact him without the Crewlguards discovering our actions?'"
"Yeah if those snitches find out we're all screwed, well more likely dead." Donald chirped in again, now the sheep all nodded in agreement, still looking at Anne for guidance. The group noted how the older woman seemed to be scheming, her eyebrows furrowed together, deep in thought; a grin quickly forming.
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Alright, I can do this, it's no big deal I just have to slip out the base and go find Wade, no-o-o-o-o-o-o-o problem or anything. But Kim does this stuff all the time, and if that stupid redhead can do it then I can, dammit! I'm a Rockwaller for god's sake… How did I let Mrs. Possible talk me into this?
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"But I want the purple one! I don't even like green!" Blondie whined as her Empress purchased a green stuffed animal for the girl, "Mistress! Purple…"
Blondie was regretting ever letting Shego talk her into going out to the Go-Mall, so far the girl has hardly gotten any of the items she wanted and what she did get was either green, black or white. It looked as though her cries for the purple toy went unnoticed as Empress thanked the cashier and strutted off. The girl refused to latch on to the older woman; if she was getting punished then she would punish her Mistress as well.
Noticing the girl's lack of clinging Shego reached to put her arm around Blondie's waist, only to be denied by the action being dodged. This annoyed the older woman, who glared at the girl for such actions, receiving no acknowledgement in return. The mercenary knew exactly how to snap the girl out of one of her stubborn spells, promptly turning towards the food court.
Blondie knew where this was going and automatically started to brighten up as she trotted over to the Bueno Nacho stand. As Shego approached the stand she noticed the line was very long, it amazed her how many people ate that slop. But it did keep the girl happy, so she wasn't complaining.
The mercenary walked to the register, only to be shoved back by the customer already there, "Hey get to the back of the line, will ya!"
The other patrons had already started to either back away or leave the area completely as Shego calmly sat her shopping bags down and took off her sunglasses, handing them to Blondie. The girl started to giggle, she always was astounded by how short of a fuse her Mistress had, sometimes the older woman would go off on someone just for looking at her, period. Blondie picked up the bags and moved them away, no point in her new possessions getting ruined if that guy was to fall on them.
"What did you just say?" the thief inquired, looking down at him, she had a few inches on the guy thanks to her stilettos.
The man apparently was from out of town and didn't recognize the woman, or perhaps he was just stupid whichever the case may have been; but one thing is for sure, he knows now. Even before the man could answer her question the thief had pulled one arm back and punched him squarely in the mouth; knocking a tooth out. The man's eyes widened as she ignited her plasma when he went to return the action before stopping in a panic.
Blondie became bored with her Mistress' antics, turning to the counter and placing an order for nachos and tacos. The girl taking her order raised an eyebrow at the blonde girl, before shrugging and walking off to prepare the order. Less than a minute had passed before she returned with Blondie's order, placing it on the counter in front of her.
Blondie's smile grew as she grabbed the tray, sprinting off to a nearby table and promptly attacking the greasy mess. Shego had finally scared off the asshole, now turning to the heavy set girl behind the Bueno Nacho counter, the thief paid for the food and went to join the girl. Empress almost began to gag at the sight of Blondie combining the two foods into some concoction the girl called a 'Naco'.
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How this girl can actually eat that… No, I need to take my mind off of it, I'm not about to be made a laughing stock in the event I lose my lunch. I need to ban all of this greasy mess, at least then my world won't be overweight and sweaty.
Oh yes one thing I cannot stand is a blob of flesh, profusely sweating one I might add, that is chomping down on a slimy, glistening piece of… whatever that is. Oh all that grease is sending shivers down my bloody spine, it's amazing that I can snap a man's neck and have no remorse over it but I see a little oil and freak the fuck out… I'm losing my damn mind.
But at least I don't have to worry about the girl becoming like the other billion people on this damnable planet, it looks as though her metabolism is working just perfectly, maybe a little too well. Well nevertheless the girl is content eating her oily glob of goo and so I'm happy, although I do have a feeling all hell is going to be let loose after I inform her. I do suppose now would be a good time as ever, everyone has been scared off from the looks of it, and if I try to tell her later I'll forget, sex does that to a mind.
I slowly stood up and moved my chair beside hers, sitting back down afterwards, "Love, we need to talk."
The girl shoved what was left of that mess into her mouth, quickly eating it, hot sauce dripping down the sides of her mouth, "What about?"
"First, let's get rid of that mess on your face, shall we?" I asked, picking up a napkin and roughly wiping the sauce from her face, "Now, I need to tell you something, and I know you are certainly not going to want to hear it."
Her face fell before turning into one of pure panic, "Please don't send me back! I'll be good, please Mistress, I don't want to go back to William! I'll be a good girl; I'll be a good gir-"
I cut her off before she could go into breakdown mode, "Calm down now, I have no intentions of sending you back to that damnable place."
She looked at me in utter disbelief before seeming to calm even more after I grabbed a hold of her hand, "I need to go away on business for a couple of days, Germany is having a bit of trouble with talk of an uprising and I need to take of a few things."
"We're going on vacation?" she was hopping in her seat now, smiling widely and exposing what food was stuck in her teeth.
"Correction, I'm going away and you're going to stay here and be a good girl." I now was grinning as she glared daggers at me.
"Mistress! I want to go! Why can't I anyways?" she pleaded.
I couldn't help but to smile at her childish behavior, "There's going to be bad people there, and I don't think I'll be able to protect you. Besides, you'll just have to stay inside anyways, so you might as well stay here. If you'd like I'll have Anne take you around the city, at least then you won't be bored."
Blondie crossed her arms, furrowing her eyebrows, "I want the purple one!"
It took me a moment before realizing what she was talking about, I don't understand why she doesn't like green, it's such a flattering color especially for blondes. What puzzled me even farther was how easily she had given up on the idea of her going with me, I would suspect something but then again the girl is odd. Also it looked as if she was hell-bent on getting that purple stuffed animal, I can't even tell what it's supposed to be it I think she called it a Cattaconda. Damn those Cuddle-Buddies, all it does is promote interspecies breeding, and of course influence DNAmy to try and fuck up mother nature some more with those mutants of hers.
I guess I should buy her that animal, it will shut her up and let her have something else to smother with that undying affection of hers. I do think the more important question is, 'Will that Cattaconda replace me?'. Did I just seriously ask that? Of course it won't, I need to rethink some things if I feel threatened by an inanimate object
"Mistress?" Blondie asked, bringing me out of my thoughts as she latched onto my left arm, smiling widely.
I raised an eyebrow as she continued on to say whatever that unpredictable brain of hers had thought up, "Can I have a kitty?" If I had any less self-control I would have literally face-palmed myself right then and there.
The girl is odd.
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Walking down a deserted alleyway Bonnie began to get the suspension that she shouldn't have listened to that drunk when she ask him about the whereabouts of the infamous 'William'. The fact that it took the man about ten minutes to slur out his reply should have tipped her off. But then again the tanned girl could have cared less about where her information was coming from, just as long as she was getting a clue of where that little bastard actually was.
'For being a genius he's sure a dumb-fuck for even choosing to live out here in the slums…' she thought, stepping out of the alley way and over a lone tire, quickly trotting away from an old creepy abandoned looking golden Cadillac.
Looking at the piece of paper in her hand, Bonnie sighed before crossing the street and surveying the surround houses in front of her. She singled out the pink house before looking at the address on its mailbox to confirm her suspension. The tanned girl walked down the sidewalk and through the yard to the door, knocking.
An older African American woman was the one to open the door, before Bonnie could get a word out the said woman called out, "Another one of your whores is here! Get in here and take care of her!"
Just as quickly as the woman appeared she was gone, now a muscular African American man emerged in the door way, "Who a'e joo? Joo're n't 'ne of muh w'ores!"
The tanned girl furrowed her eyebrows, she didn't look like a whore and sure as hell didn't like being called one, "Look, I know who you are, Mr. Load. We need to talk about a certain redhead."
The man's serious expression died immediately, turning into one of shock as he moved to one side of the door, motioning for her to come in. Bonnie entered the dwelling to be greeted by the scent of lavender and alcohol, and as she was led into a room towards the back of the house the first thing that caught her attention was the massive amount of computer monitors in the room; that was about the only pieces of technology she could see. The man sat down in a rolling chair, he sighed before taking off a ring, his appearance now drastically changed.
William was what now looked to be an overweight fifteen year old boy, with a mild case of acne on his face. He had shrunken a few inches from the looks of it, and his hair was now almost non-existent only peach fuss covering his head. Bonnie raised an eyebrow before the boy-genius began to speak, putting things in perspective for her.
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My Mistress is leaving me, I know it's only for a few days, but I haven't been separated from her for more than a few minutes since she had acquired me. But on the brighter side of things I did talk her into buying me a feline friend, speaking of which, I cannot seem to find her. Losing my Mistress is one thing, losing my newfound pet is another, but at least I know for sure that the former will come back.
"Mistress!" I whined as she packed a large pale grey suitcase, it seemed the woman loved the green monochromatic look.
She looked up only for a moment, reading my mind it seems, "I don't know where that damn thing is, and don't expect me to stop and help you look for it. For Pete's Sake, how the fuck do you lose a cat? Now losing your keys, phone or even virginity I can understand, but come on now it's a cat!"
I simply shrugged, I lose many things, it would only make sense for me to misplace the thing, "I didn't lose it! I just don't know where it is, is all."
Empress glared at me before turning back to her packing, I desperately wanted to pounce on her but decided against it. I had tried to only a few minutes ago actually, only to face her plasma and a frustrated grunt. It seems I'm being to stress her out lately, that's not a good thing; it means I'm not doing my job properly. Overall I do believe this separation will help us out, if anything, or just mess things up even more.
I guess I'll find out when she gets back, but for now I need to focus on her for Mistress will be leaving in a matter of minutes. I hopped up from sitting on the side of the large bed, frantically sprinting towards her and latching onto her right arm. She dropped the suitcase, causing it to spring open and some of its contents falling out into the floor.
My actions earned me a shove to the floor and even more pissed Empress. I was saved from the now fuming woman by Anne coming into the room, smiling widely at the both of us. I breathed a sigh of relief as Mistress refastened the suitcase and once again picked it up; handing it to one of the guards that had escorted Anne in.
Empress waved her hand dismissively at the group, which caused them to promptly leave as she made her way over to me. She suddenly bent down to my level, causing me to flinch backwards, only enticing her to continue moving towards me. With a peck on the cheek, she picked me up, cradling me close and began to walk out the door.
"Is my Princess going to miss me?" she quietly whispered.
I beamed at my new pet name, "But of course! How could I not?"
She chuckled now, making her way into the elevator up to the lobby floor of the building, where Anne and the guards were already waiting. Empress let me down now, standing me up in front of Anne, who still had a smile on her face. I received another kiss before Mistress began to speak.
"I'll be back in three days, and Anne is going to be watching you, so don't be such a bloody bitch to her. I've given her permission to use sedatives if you get too unruly." She used no sarcasm in that statement, making me uneasy.
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Honulicious Yes the girl of blonde is quite insane. I rather enjoy the madness TeeHee!
Lilbit1016: Of course it's a mystery, having everything handed to you is boring, well at least to me it is.
dmnchld1029 Well a few more things should be explained in the next few chapters, Wade's explanation will be included in Chapter 6.
No I haven't given up on my stories; school is taking up all my time. So expect updates every week and a half or so.
Also, 'It's Just A Job' actually needs a plot, I wrote that as an intended OneShot but decided to try and expand on the basic idea. Which is a fail, so I don't know when that shall be updated.