Most Precious
- The Making Of -
Unlike many other stories, I wrote this one in just a couple of minutes, trying to get it off my head and getting back to work on others.
The inspiration came from the last panel of the wonderful story "The Prisoner of The White Agony Creek", by the comic book artist Don Rosa; you can check the story here, [".fr/index_rosa_", it's the last one, add "eichtitipi:slashshlash", of course], and if you didn't know about him, you should definitely start reading there stories.
From that idea, I started writing about an old Kim, fond of her memories after a life spend fighting crime and living an exciting adventure, who know lives as an ordinary grandmother; after a lunch with her family, she retires in her room and start looking into her treasure box, bathing into the melancholy of a choice made fifty years before.
But, when i was about to finish this first version of the story, I realized that there was something wrong with it.
Giving up a life with Shego meant that she gave up Kim Possible, as well.
After all, my idea is that of a symbiothic relationship, and withouth Shego there couldn't be Kim Possible.
Yes, I can hear the ghosts of Canon trying to haunt me down, but don't be afraid... this is canon, this relationship exists.
Then, I removed every mention of a lifelong career, and I reduced her to your average Nanny, who can only bathe in her memories and live in the past.
The final question this story rises is: how could have been Kim Possible's life if only she hadn't give up the "wrong love" instead of the "right, socially-acceptable love"?
My answer is not going to come – I know what had happened fifty years before, and I know why Kim has Shego's hairs (in a ribbon, after all, and this means that they were intended as a present, maybe the last keepsake of her love, who knows?).
But I'm not going to write it – I have too many projects ongoing, more important than this, and I see no point into writing this.
Unless, of course, I understand there is enough interest from readers to push me into it...
Now, about the other story I was talking about, it's nearly finished, but I just can't find a right-sounding name for it (it's pretty..mature, you know), so I thought that maybe you can help me.
Yes, you.
You who are reading this right now.
Read the story and then think to a nice, neat title for it.
The best title will be used for the story itself, and you will have my nevereninding respect!
And a box of cookies!
But if all this is not enough for you, to the winner will go a dedicated Omake I'm planning to write after the story itself.
Keep your mind working, pals!