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Chapter 3: The Redhead or The Brunette.
"I can't believe I didn't understand all of this before," Kim grinned as she finished off the last of her homework problems.
"Sometimes it actually is the teacher," Shego told her. "They don't always relay their teachings in a way all of their students can understand."
Kim nodded and watched as Shego went through all of the questions and double checked the answers.
"I always thought you were older than me," Kim admitted.
"I am mentally." Shego said. "I'll be 18 soon,"
"No one that curvy should be so young," Kim muttered.
"What was that?" Shego lifted an eyebrow at her.
"Nothing," Kim covered.
"There is more to me than my looks you know," Shego said. "Not very much, but it also needs recognizing."
"So that's why you date Bonnie? Because you look good on her arm?" Kim stretched out of her bed, staring at the ceiling as she waited for Shego to answer her question. "She couldn't possibly stimulate you intellectually."
"Basically," She said. "Barkken knows Bonnie is hopeless, hints the reason I'm not stuck tutoring her."
"Since we're archenemies isn't it worse to be stuck tutoring me?" Kim turned her head to watch the emotions that crossed her older girls features.
"You are Drakken's archenemy, Not mine." Shego gave her a little smile. "I only mind having to tutor when, the observer isn't observing."
"You're not going to end our sessions now that I understand are you?" Kim asked.
"Why should I keep going? You've got the hang of it now." Shego packed up her books, standing she adjusted her clothes and prepared to slip on her bag but Kim stopped her.
"Stay," She said. "Unless you have something better to do."
Shego put her bag down while shaking her head.
"I planned on taking a nap." Shego admitted.
Kim slid over on the bed and patted the now empty space next to her. "More than enough room for the both of us."
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Shego opened an eyelid when she felt something snuggling into her breast. The younger girl had managed you wrap her arms around Shego's waist and now looked to be comfortably sleeping peacefully on her chest.
"Pervert," She mumbled before closing her eye back, intent on falling back into her deep slumber.
"Enticing Vixen," She heard Kim call her back.
Shego sighed as Kim buried her head in the crook of her neck, Her breath tickling the tantalizingly soft supple skin underneath it. Shego buried her face in Kim's hair, listening as she began to purr as Shego's hands gently rubbed her back, lulling the younger woman to sleep.
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"Kimmiecub are you in here?" Kim awoke to the sound of her fathers voice, immediately noticing she was alone.
"Yeah Dad," Kim said, she climbed groggily off of her bed before opening her bedroom door.
"We've been trying to call you downstairs for the last five minutes." He said. " Dinner is ready."
"Sorry Dad," Kim stretched, before following her father down the stairs.
"Don't tell me you slept the day away Kim," Mrs. Dr. Possible questioned Kim.
"Sorta," Kim admitted. "I had a tutoring session."
"A Possible in tutoring? That's a first." Mr. Dr. Possible said.
"Trig, isn't my strong point dad." Kim replied, noticing some thing was missing from the table.
"Where are the tweebs?" Kim asked.
"A sleep over," Mrs. Dr. Possible answered.
"And you actually let them go alone?" Kim faked a panicked look.
"Now Kimmiecub, as much as I know you want to keep tabs on your brothers to make sure they're safe you have to let them grow up and become more independent." Her father said.
"Funny thing," Mrs. Dr. Possible said. " I remember saying that to you just a few hours ago."
"Just passing it on to Kim dear," He replied.
"Where are they?"
"The Go family's house," Mr. Dr. Possible said. "They just moved into the neighborhood a few weeks ago. Their daughter attends your school."
"The Tweebs are at Shego's house?" Kim Frowned. 'How come they get to go spend the night and I don't'
"Shego?" Mrs. Possible said, setting dinner in front of Kim. "Isn't that Drew's sidekick?"
"More like beautifully crafted Amazonian Disciple," Kim said.
"Maybe letting them go was a bad idea," Mr. Possible commented.
"I'm sure they are fine." Mrs. Possible said.
"This is so the drama" Kim said stuffing her mouth with mashed potatoes.
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"What the hell are the fuck wads doing in the house?" Shego yelled as she picked up one of the twins and powered up her hand.
"It's Tweebs, Moron." Jim told her, sticking his tongue out.
"If I were you I'd put that back in," She glared at her brothers.
"Well you see," one of the Wego's said.
"There are good at making rockets…" The other Wego added.
"And we're not." The first Wego finished.
"That still doesn't answer my question!" Shego held her plasma glowing hand closer to Jim.
"They're going to.."
"Teach us how to make them."
Shego released Jim.
"You never told us Shego was your sister," Tim said accusingly.
"And you never told us," Wego one started.
"Kim Possible was yours." Wego two finished.
"Now we're even," They two said together.
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Shego tossed her messenger back down in the corner of the room before kicking off her shoes and letting her hair down.
The phone rang.
"Shego it's for you!" She heard Hego yelled up the stairs.
"What?" Shego said, answering the phone.
"Where have you been," Bonnie demanded on the other end of the phone. "I had a party I wanted to go to with you tonight and you totally weren't there for me."
"I'm not just sitting around the house next to the phone praying you'll call," Shego snapped. "I have a life too."
"No, I don't think you understand." Bonnie hissed. "Now that I'm your girlfriend, your life is me."
Shego pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at it strangely before putting it back to her ear.
"Call me after I take my shower. My ears must need a really extensive cleaning." Shego mocked. " It sounds like your talking Bullshit."
"I don't have time to deal with you," Bonnie began as Shego hung up the phone.
Shego stripped off her gloves, over shirt, undershirt, glasses, and her watch. Leaving on her socks, pants and underwear she entered her bathroom.
There were pleasures to being the only girl of the family. She got her own Bedroom and bathroom, on it's own floor. The family who had lived in here last, didn't use the attic as an attic; they turned it into a game room, and built in a bathroom equipped with a shower. Shego liked it well enough. She and Hego had argued over it but their parents agreed that Shego should have it.
Shego turned to look at herself in the mirror and nearly had a heart attack. There on her neck, placed right above her pulse, was a circular purplish red mark.
"She is so dead," Shego growled dangerously at her reflection, charging up her Plasma hands.
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