A/N: I haven't seen more than a few episodes of Kim Possible, so bear with me if I make too many mistakes. I will create most of Shego's family from my imagination. If You have any suggestions, complaints or really anything at all, just let me know. This will still be posted at multiple sites. I mean no harm or plagiarism by writing this and any similarities are purely coincidental.
On with Chapter 6
Not to focus entirely on Kim Possible's mother, but she had a really good point when she that day thought that it was too perfect. The day seemed to stretch on forever, and Kim, Ronald and Shego all thought along those lines as they were on their way out from the video store. In the infinite probabilities of the space-time continuum they could have met anything. Anything! But no, they had to meet Bonnie Rockwaller and The Queens just outside the store. This day was very close to being literally going to hell in a handbasket.
"Well...this was a surprise, right girls?" Bonnie's small group giggled and nodded as much as they could at the remark, and Shego could almost feel the bile rising in her throat for every word. She had been lucky enough to stay and wait for the change in the store. Now only Ron and Kim were caught in the crossfire. Shego quickly hid behind a shelf filled with foreign movies, bumped into it and got a romantic comedy from Istanbul in the head for her troubles. What a day, eh?
Outside, Kim was getting grilled by The Queens. They stood in a semicircle around her and Ron, switching between asking her exactly why she had been late for school and putting in their remarks about her clothing, hair and above all the movie Kim had in her hand. Shego was fuming. Outside, Bonnie was warming up, and fired the phrase:"I mean, that fashion sense is Just why you simply Had to quit cheerleading, right girls?" Shego knew she shouldn't, but she just had to do something. If she was going to follow her parents (and her own) dreadfully annoying advice to get more friends, she had to do something friendly. So she did what non-violent act she could think of at the moment (it pained her to agree, but violence was not the solution right now); she marched right out of the videostore and grabbed Kim gently but firmly around her right arm, dragging her after herself. The Queens were frozen as they saw Shego, Ron just ran after the disappearing girls, his mole rat making faces at the group behind them.
"You alright there pumpkin?" Shego got a nod in answer and decided it was enough. They sat on a similar bench as before, but now not even near the park. They instead sat a few hundred metres away from the Possible home, and they could already hear explosions in the distance. Ron stood nearby, kicking pebbles away from the sidewalk and glancing up toward the house where the Tweebs undoubtedly were having a ball.. He then looked at the girls.
"What's yours?" Shego looked up and looked at Ron.
"I mean, what's your story with The Queens? They seemed to know you." Ron elaborated and kicked a pebble a bit harder, making it hit a garbagecan with a satisfying clang. Shego sighed.
"Some of those girls come from the same place I'm from, and it looks like they told that Brickwall or what's its name." Kim never moved, just stared down into the ground, clutching the movie to her chest. Ron seemed to take in Shego's answer for a second then shrugged.
"If you wanna know what I think, then I think we should just do something to take our minds off this." Shego frowned at Ron's proposition and was about to argue against that when Kim rose.
"That sounds great Ron. Alright with you Shego?" She said in a bit too cheerful tone. The others agreed and they went up to the house.
A low whistle escaped Shego's lips.
"Nice place you got here Princess." No more than half a second later there was a "watch out!" and Shego got hit in the head with a sack of bricks. The bricks were made of styrofoam, but the twins that followed them and knocked Shego over were not.
"Tweebs!" Kim hollered as Ron poked at the small rocket that had been propelling the bag of styrofoam-bricks.
"What the hell?!" Shego added furiously when she regained most of her senses. Jim and Tim, after being introduced in a split-second, bolted off to evade the figurative gallows in the living room. Instead of the twins, a slightly older head popped out of the kitchen and blinked at Kim.
"What's all the noise out here Kimmie-cub?" Shego acted casual and tried to keep her hands from twitching.
"The Tweebs just messed up again." James Possible stepped out of the kitchen to introduce himself.
"Hello, I'm Kimmie's father, call me James. I hate it when everybody calls me Dr. Possible." He shuddered and Shego spoke up.
"Right, you're the rocket scientist, right. That's kinda...cool I guess." James blinked.
"You think? Then maybe you would like to see my latest..." He was interrupted by the arrival of another female. Shego glanced between the two red manes of hair in the room.
"Let me guess, Mrs. Dr. Possible?" Ann nodded and introduced herself properly. Shego leaned over and whispered to Kim.
"I see where the hair comes from, Kimmi-cub." Kim groaned, great way to give someone ammo daddy, Kim silently yelled. Ron kept poking the rocket all the while, and finally he popped a question that had bothered him some time.
"Ehm...Dr. P, is this run on the new fuel you made?" Kim paled and followed the question up.
"The one that ignites at room temperature?" Shego just sighed and put her hand to her face.
What a day...