Shego pulled up in front of the manor an hour before the party was to start. After parking her motorcycle in the garage she burst through the doors angrily and stormed up to her room and threw everything inside. Just seeing the house had put her in a bad mood.
Her mother and father appeared in an instant.
"Shego… what are you doing? I didn't know you were coming this year," her father said in a confused tone, and slight disappointment.
"I invited her dear," Isabel said in reply.
"And I wasn't told?" he asked, slightly hurt.
Shego snarled, "Of course not Dad. If you were told we'd be fighting before I even arrived. It was easiest if I just got here without you knowing it."
He huffed angrily and walked away. It was too early for her to be starting a fight with him, and he was not going to take the bait.
"You just had to start a fight first thing didn't you?" Isabel asked with a sigh.
Shego looked at her mom and muttered, "Sorry, but you could tell he didn't want me here either."
"Now, now sweetheart, he just hasn't come to terms with your interests," she said softly. She gave her daughter a hug who stiffened and didn't return the embrace. "So, what are you wearing this year?"
Shego smirked, "Dad's just going to LOVE this."
Her mother rolled her eyes, "Being his 'fifth son' again?"
"He's the one who always said he wished he had all boys," she sneered.
"Alright, alright. Pull it on and let's see how my beautiful SON looks," she grinned. She was used to her daughter dressing like a guy to piss off her husband. It was just the way things worked with them.
As Shego was peeling off her clothes and getting out her suit she asked, "So where are my idiot brothers?"
"Oh they're out with some guests who'll be staying with us for a few days." She was sure to omit the fact that Kim happened to be one of them.
"So Hego finally managed to ask a girl to the dance? I'm proud," she chuckled. She did mean it though. Even if her she and her older brother weren't that close, she still did love him. She just didn't show it. "Oh, and don't worry mom, I won't go and seduce his girl. We don't really share the same tastes."
Isabel rolled her eyes but didn't respond. She knew her eldest son WAS interested in Kim, but she had a feeling it wasn't mutual.
When Shego turned around she was wearing a pair of black dress pants with a green pinstripe down both legs and a white button down shirt with green gloves. Over her white shirt were a matching green vest and a black tie. Her hair was combed so that she had bangs loosely going across her face, slightly obscuring her vision. The rest of her hair was pinned up in a bun and hidden underneath a black fedora with green pinstripes around the whole thing, and a small pair of green horns sticking out of them. The shoes she'd slipped on had a slight lift to them, but were more like combat boots than dress shoes. She had originally planned on wearing men's dress shoes, but she felt more comfortable in some type of boots. Her mask covered the entire right side of her face and stretched over her left eye, leaving only a fourth of her skin visible. The mask itself was quite simple with only a few decorations on the surface, giving it a slight flare to complete the look. The array of green and black all of her body managed to hide the fact that her skin color was green, even with part of her face showing.
Her mother looked 'him' up and down with a smile and an approving nod. "You look beautiful. I must say… that binder did a nice job of hiding your chest."
Shego chuckled, "Jean really knows how to work magic on people."
Isabel smiled and said, "You still keep in contact with her, huh? Well, it'd be a shame to cast her aside just because you broke up, especially with her skills."
Her 'son' rolled 'his' eyes and replied, "Jean and I were friends before we dated, and we were friends when we broke up. Simple as that."
"Yes yes, and she never cared that when you first met she thought you were a guy because you were dressed as a boy."
With a shrug Shego replied, "Hey, she swings both ways, not my problem if my gender didn't matter to her. Hell, that's the reason we dated."
'His' mother laughed, "She'll be at this year's party won't she?"
Shego shook 'his' head, "Sadly no. She said some major work popped up and she had to stay behind to work. Instead she's sending one of her apprentice's. I don't plan to socialize with them though. I met the guy, and he pisses me off. He's a real dick."
Isabel had a hard time containing her laughter, but she managed. "Now then, why don't you go check on the chefs to be sure that they haven't screwed anything up?"
"Alright," Shego grumbled. 'He' pulled on a large jacket over 'his' clothes and placed 'his' gloves into the pockets. 'He' didn't dare risk getting 'his' clothes dirty.
As Shego entered the kitchen doors, 'he' didn't pay any attention to 'his' brothers and their guests as they entered calling out, "We're home!" 'He' didn't care to find out what 'his' brother's love interest might be, and besides, their mother had given 'him' a task. Unless 'he' wanted the week to be hell, 'he' decided to listen.