After arriving back at the Go manor, the boys and girls split up to get ready. Ron grabbed his clothes and joined the boys to dress, while Kim and Monique helped one another get ready.

Kim's black and red patterned dress looked even more stunning on her when she pulled on her black heels, combed her into the same ponytail she'd worn for prom, and pulled on her mask. It was a black mask that only covered her eyes; fake red gems were strategically placed on the right and left edge of the mask, highlighting her olive eyes. She looked like an entirely different person. She probably looked a year or two older than she actually was, and she already had a feeling that she'd be catching quite a few eyes.

Monique pulled on a gorgeous blue dress which stuck firmly to her curves and accented her skin tone. She wore a slightly transparent blue shawl around her shoulders and blue gloves that reached her elbows. Her heels were an electric blue which matched her gloves, a choker around her neck, and her mask. Her mask covered only the left side of her face, leaving the other half completely exposed. It was ok though, as she combed a little hair over her right eye so as to help hide her identity. The rest of her hair was pulled back by a clip, but still cascaded down her body like a beautiful waterfall.

When they were dressed and they had applied a little bit of make-up, the two went to the guys' room and knocked.

They could hear the music starting down the steps as people arrived, and now they just needed their escort.

The four Go siblings were dressed in suits that matched their powers, with blazers their specific color. They all wore matching black masks with only one difference, each having their own colored feather.

Ron was dressed in a slick black tuxedo, his hair combed back neatly. His mask was also black, but it covered his whole face and was a bit more elaborately detailed than the other guys' masks. The blonde boy held out his arms and the two girls took a place beside him.

Hego then took the spot on Kim's other side, while Mego took the spot beside Monique. The twins split and went on either side of their brothers.

They walked down into the ball below, eyes trained on them. Most could automatically distinguish who the siblings were, but nobody knew who the other three were.

Shego was already in the crowd, flirting with a few women who were at the bar. 'He' looked up as 'his' brothers came down the steps, but didn't give them a second glance, not caring to know who their guests were or what they looked like. 'He' went back to flirting with women, deepening 'his' voice to hide the fact that he was actually a she.

As more and more filled the ballroom, Monique left to go talk to the fashion designers who were gathered and discussing outfits throughout the room. She was easily included when she showed her knowledge, even if the others had never heard of her. They may be uppity, but if someone with a sense of taste came along, they weren't going to turn them away.

Ron immediately went for the food and the ladies. He wanted a dance partner and he planned to find one, but it had to be after he finished filling up on the food.

Kim was stuck fending off men who kept asking her to dance. She didn't feel up for it. Everyone was dancing close together sort of like a rave, and she didn't want to enter that by herself. If she entered it with any of the men who offered, she had a feeling someone would try to feel her up, and then she'd have to kick their ass. That would not end well. So, she stood off to the side in the dark, keeping herself hidden, a slight frown on her face.

"Boring as hell isn't it?" asked a voice from behind her.

She almost jumped. Her senses hadn't picked up anything, so she was surprised when someone had been able to sneak up behind her.

She turned to look at the guy standing before her. His outfit was obviously themed around the color green, and he seemed to be pretty young, maybe a few years older than her.

"I wouldn't call it boring," she said slightly, "just… not my type of dance."

"So why are you here then?"

"I was invited by Hego."

The man snarled a bit at the name, "So you're that guy's guest?"

"I… guess."

"He does not know how to show any hospitality," he sighed. "Come on, I'll take his place and dance with you."

"No thank you. I'm not quite up for dancing in that sweaty pile of people," she said with an apologetic smile. She didn't want to dance at all though, so she hoped he would give up.

Instead he smiled slightly and said, "I'll be right back."

She watched as he walked over to the DJ and whispered a few things. At first the DJ looked shocked, then he nodded his head repeatedly, and as the song currently on came to an end, he played the first slow song of the night.

The man in green walked back over to Kim and asked, "Care to dance?" He held out his green gloved hand and smiled warmly.

Before she knew it, she'd been swept to the dance floor and they were dancing close together.

Kim wasn't terrible at slow dancing, and she knew what she needed to do, but she was nervous to be dancing with a stranger.

"Take it easy," he said softly. "I'm not going to let you fall. It's just a slow waltz. If you prefer we can just dance in place."

"N-No. I know how to waltz," Kim stammered in reply.

"Alright then, let's dance," he smiled.

The two danced together, slowly forgetting that there were other people around them. It didn't matter though. Kim was glad to have found someone who actually seemed nice to dance with. He hadn't tried to feel her up. He wasn't looking at her with lewd eyes. Best of all, he didn't seem to care who she was or anything of the sort. There was no intent for it to go any farther.

"So, how do you know the big blue dolt anyways?" he asked with a slight smirk.

"Don't call him an idiot," she said, trying to defend him.

"Please, the guy is in his thirties and he's a manager at a fast food shop. I don't think I can call that very… cool," he scoffed.

Kim raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't seem to like him much."

The man grew silent for a moment before saying slowly, "I do like him. I may make fun of him from time to time, but I've never disliked him. If anything, I'm the one he hates."

"Huh?"

Her dance partner never responded and they finished the song without another word, but the silence still felt comfortable, even if it was left on a slightly sour note.

Hego saw from the other side of the dance floor that some guy had taken Kim out to dance and he pouted. He wasn't one to interrupt a dance, but that didn't mean he had to like watching the girl he liked dance with someone else.

He had no clue that the man in green was none other than his bad-tempered, cross-dressing, evil 'brother'.