Now that I've finished this chapter I'm going to bed…for the rest of the day. Enjoy.
Chapter 8: What's the sitch.
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"Oh look it!" Kim said she had been pulling Shego around Club Banana for at least twenty minutes. "those jeans are spankin'"
"Those pants may be spankin' but that shirt is screamin' her name!" Monique said popping from behind a clothing rack. She pulled out a black t- shirt. On the front on it where two lines that said. "Not good at empathy, How about some sarcasm?"
"I'll take it!" Kim said. "what size are you?"
"Medium," Shego said.
"You want it on your tab?" Monique asked.
Kim shook her head. "I'll pay for that and a pair of those jeans."
"Measurements still the same?"
"I need 34 in height ," Kim said.
"and I thought I was tall," Shego said, giving Kim a kiss on the cheek..
"None of that!" Monique teased, from behind the counter. Which caused a growl from Shego, but Monique just waved her off. " Girl did I tell you the sitch?"
"No." Kim said leaning in close.
"I'm dating Bonnie's older sisters." Monique said with a grin.
"No way," Shego said. "both of them?"
Monique nodded. "When you get one you get the other."
Kim shook her head. "how does that even work?"
"Really it's still pretty shaky but we're working it out."
"That's so cool," Shego said. "but on a whole 'nother level"
"What are you saying you want two girlfriends?" Kim asked folding her hands over her chest.
"Hell no!" Shego said pulling Kim into her arms. "That's twice the drama, and I like being drama free."
"Except when your being chased down by global justice."
"Right." Shego said. Taking the bag from off the counter.
"What time do you get off?" Kim asked, enjoying the warmth Shego's body was giving off.
"At 6 the mall is closing early today." Monique answered. "So I'll be spending some time with my ladies."
Kim shook her head. "Good luck."
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"Mego when you said shopping that didn't mean buy the mall." Shego groaned.
"yeah but I had to get in this months quota of everything I look good in."
"you won't have enough time to wear all this stuff." Shego retorted.
"and your point?" He asked.
"Take it back." Shego said. "or your walking home with all this crap."
"and mess up my hair?" Mego asked incredulously.
"you won't have any hair if you don't take some of that stuff back!" Shego growled.
"I'm telling dad you threatened me," Mego shot back.
Shego folded her hands over her chest. "get your crap and come on."
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"It won't fit!" She growled trying to stuff all of Mego's crap in the trunk.
"Try harder," Mego said. Leaning against the car. :it's just one more box."
"Then set it in your lap," Kim said.
"and wrinkle my pants?" Mego asked as the box was shoved into his hands.
"just hold the box." Shego said getting into the drivers side. "or walk."
Mego grumbled as he got in the back seat behind Kim.
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"Samantha!" Shego heard her fathers voice call from down the stairs.
"what!" She yelled back.
"get down here," He answered.
Shego descended the stairs, instantly spotted Mego grinning, and growled.
"Rumor has it you've been threatening your bother again." The older man said, pushing his glasses further upon his nose.
"I don't recall doing that," Shego said giving him her best clueless expression.
"You're grounded."
I am so sick…anyway review.