"You wanted to see me?" Kim asked poking her head into the office.
"How long have you known you're hypoglycemic?" Lynch asked plainly.
"This is news to me." Kim said.
"It would explain your mood swings."
"Honestly I didn't know. I'm not anorexic believe me." Kim said defensively.
"I believe you." Lynch said simply.
"Good because I'm a terrible liar." Kim said.
"I want to get one thing straight young lady; your pout won't work on me." Lynch said plainly.
"Hey, I learned it from my mother, you sure?" Kim pouted.
"Quite." Lynch said unimpressed.
"Ok then." Kim said dropping it.
"I don't care if you have to carry granola bars with you, you will start taking better care of yourself." Lynch said.
"Giving a teenager another excuse to eat? Sounds good to me." Kim replied.
"Glad to see we understand each other." Lynch said plainly.
"So, that's it?" Kim asked.
"Yes, dismissed." Lynch said.
"Good, I thought I was in trouble or something." Kim said relieved.
"Just wait." Lynch replied.
"I find your confidence overwhelming." Kim said nonplussed leaving his office.
"Watch your tone young lady." Lynch said.
"Sorry." Kim said heading away. When she got to her room the door was closed and she heard to sound of teenagers noisily sucking face.
"Ok that's out." Kim said heading down stairs to the kitchen. When she arrived Caitlin's jogging shorts clad rear was sticking out of the fridge.
"Oh hello." She said standing upright.
"Hey." Kim replied.
"Roxy and Grunge are going at it with bacchanalian intensity again?" Caitlin asked.
"You mean trying to suck out each other's filings, then yeah." Kim replied.
"I've read papers by both your parents; they're both experts in their respective fields." Caitlin said sitting at the table.
"Can't think of anything else to talk about?" Kim asked.
"Is it that obvious?" Caitlin asked sheepishly.
"What did you mean when you said our father likes his freedom?" Kim asked. Caitlin looked one way then the other.
"He's an irresponsible lout and a womanizer who wanted no part in raising a child, let alone three." Caitlin said plainly.
"Whose feelings are you sparing?" Kim asked.
"He and Mr. Lynch are good friends and served together in the service." Caitlin replied.
"So doesn't super strength mean not having to say you're sorry?" Kim asked.
"That's what separates me from, say Shego." Caitlin said with a small smile.
"You know about that?" Kim asked.
"I correspond with Wade from time to time." Catlin replied.
"You know he's twelve, right?" Kim asked.
"And he knows I'm a thirty-six year old mother of four, gotta love the internet." Caitlin replied.
"Roxy says you're still single…"
"Let me guess, why is that?" Caitlin finished.
"Well, yeah." Kim said.
"It's complicated." Caitlin said.
"Say no more." Kim said.
"Because on the inside this is who I am." Caitlin said taking out a photograph of a much smaller nerdier her.
"Instantaneous growth spurt of about a foot, and these." She said gesturing to her chest.
"I don't envy you." Kim said.
"That's refreshing." Caitlin said plainly.
"Roxy's been really nice." Kim said.
"She looks all tough, but deep down she's a softy." Caitlin said.
"What about you?" Kim asked.
"Me? I'm just a naïve farm girl from Oregon. What you see really is what you get, because I'm a terrible liar." Caitlin smiled.
"You too?" Kim asked.
"If they're doing anything questionable I'm the last to know about it. Not because I tattle, but because I have a terrible poker face." Caitlin said chagrinned.
"Oh, does that make you feel like an outsider?" Kim asked.
"Sometimes." Caitlin admitted.
"Don't worry I'm a goody-goody too." Kim said.
"Apparently, but if you hang out with Roxy you'll be doing fun stuff in no time." Caitlin said.
"If I can ever get into my half of the room." Kim said crossing her arms.
"I shared a room in college with someone like that, no wait, Alexa was way worse." Caitlin said shaking her head.
"I've slept on couches before." Kim resigned.
"It's just until the den get cleared out. It could be worse." Caitlin said.
"How?"
"They could be fooling around with you in the room. How awkward would that be?" Caitlin asked.
"College experience I hear talking?" Kim asked.
"Yes." Caitlin said blushing.
"Wow, how inconsiderate is that?" Kim asked.
"Very, but I got an education." Caitlin said.
"Do you see the positive in everything?" Kim asked.
"I do try, otherwise I'd go insane. What?" Caitlin asked as Kim's gaze drifted lower.
"Sorry, they're the biggest I've ever seen." Kim said turning red.
"I get that a lot, not to sound conceited or anything. I have to shop big and tall stores or make due." Caitlin said.
"Where's Bobby?" Kim asked changing the subject.
"Around here somewhere, I guess." Caitlin shrugged.
"What's he like?"
"I fancy myself an artist." Bobby said behind her making her jump.
"Bobby that wasn't very nice." Caitlin said sharply.
"I know, sorry Kim." He said.
"So Kat, just leaving or just getting back?" Bobby asked.
"Just got back." She replied.
"You said you were an artist?"Kim asked.
"Not seriously, I play for my own enjoyment." He said sitting at the table.
"Let me guess, guitar?" Kim guessed.
"Yeah, is that cool?" Bobby asked.
"My last boyfriend was a front man for a band." Kim replied.
"Well, I'm not a dick, so don't worry." Bobby said.
"Bobby's actually pretty quiet." Caitlin said.
"I'm mysterious, a man of mystery, who plays guitar…yeah I was goin' somewhere with that and it just fell flat." Bobby apologized.
"It's ok, I'm just glad you guys are so nice." Kim said.
"You won't be saying that after you get to know Grunge." Bobby said.
"Grunge is a nice guy, just a little weird." Caitlin said.
"Weird as in?" Kim asked.
"If you catch him staring at your rear, just remember he's harmless." Caitlin said putting a hand on her shoulder.
"If you catch Sarah staring at your rear…" Bobby started.
"…It means I like you." Sarah finished.
"Never even entertained the notion, I don't care what those kigo people say." Kim said.
"If you're ever up for experimenting let me know." Sarah offered.
"Heh, heh, I'll keep that in mind." Kim said uncomfortably.
"She hasn't been here a day and already your making a play for my sister." Caitlin said standing, hands on her hips.
"Would you rather I hit on you?" Sarah asked plainly.
"I'm guessing Roxy and Grunge get more action than anyone in the house." Kim said.
"You would be right." Bobby said.
"That's it, orgy in the basement!" Kim joked.
"She's kidding Sarah." Bobby said.
"I know." She sighed.
"Ever since Mr. Lynch curtailed your volunteer work you've been a pill." Caitlin said.
"I have way too much free time." Sarah replied.
"Ok, let's do the math; six teenagers in one house who can't really go anywhere…" Kim said.
"..Equals us killing each other or an orgy in the basement." Bobby finished.
"Where am I going to find a toga in my size?" Caitlin joked.
"The end is coming; Caitlin made a joke." Sarah said.
"I have a sense of humor." Caitlin said.
"Can't we all just get along?" one Kim's clones said over dramatically.
"You wanna make me a sandwich?" Kim asked, the clone saluted and went to work.
"Having clones has its advantages." Sarah said arms crossed.
"What now? Are you going to protest clone exploitation?" Bobby asked.
"Yes, I'm being horribly exploited!" the clone said sarcastically bringing Kim her sandwich, and standing behind her.
"Do you have a name?" Sarah asked. The clone looked at Kim thumbed at Sarah and circled her ear with her index finger.
"I'm a clone, a gen factor construct flavored by prime's sub conscious." The clone replied.
"That's kinda depressing." Bobby said.
"He's cute can we keep him?" The clone asked Kim, who immediately flushed in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry Bobby." Kim said.
"I'm not." The clone said.
"Ugh! Bad clone!" Kim said pulling it back in.
"That's ok Kim; we're all under a lot of stress." Bobby said.
"Nothing a work-out won't fix." Kim said finishing.
"For you maybe." Sarah said.
"I'm going to go read; there's gotta be something in the house I haven't read." Caitlin said getting up.
"I'm gonna try not to lose my mind, see ya later, ladies." Bobby said.
"How long do they usually go at it?" Kim asked.
"Depends on Grunge if you catch my drift." Sarah said.
"Yeah, thanks for that mental image. " Kim said sarcastically.
"No problem." Sarah replied heading away, leaving Kim in the kitchen alone. That's when she realized her work out clothes were in her room. Bobby heard the thud on the table and went to investigate.
"Kim? Uh, you ok?" he asked.
"Peachy." Kim replied face down on the table.
"Your work-out clothes are upstairs, huh?" Bobby asked.
"Yes." Kim said exasperated.
"Want to hang out, maybe talk?" Bobby asked.
"Why?" Kim asked warily.
"I want to get to know my house mate." Bobby shrugged.
"He's lying he totally wants to get in our pants." A clone said.
"Yes, evil clone, you figured out my nefarious plan." Bobby said with an eye roll.
"Sorry, they just pop out." Kim said pulling back the clone.
"Yeah control is big part of mastering this thing." Bobby said.
"How do you do it?" Kim asked.
"I picture a door in my mind and I keep it closed. I'm the master of my power not the other way around." Bobby said.
"I know a plasma projector." Kim said.
"Yeah, Shego, Mr. Lynch actually hired her to help me get some control over my powers in the beginning. She's a charmer." Bobby said.
"If by a charmer you mean a bitch." Kim said.
"She has a softer side." Bobby said.
"Yeah saw a bit of that at Ron's funeral." Kim said.
"I couldn't imagine having a friend that long." Bobby said.
"Why? You're a good guy." Kim asked.
"I was shunted from foster home to foster home growing up, didn't get much of a chance." Bobby said.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but you're so well adjusted." Kim said.
"I've had a long time to come out of my shell." He replied.
"I couldn't imagine living like that." Kim said.
"I couldn't imagine going around the world saving stuff." Bobby replied.
"Ron helped." Kim said.
"Must've been an amazing guy." Bobby said.
"I could tell ya stories." Kim said.
"I'd like to hear em' I mean if you don't mind." Bobby said.
"Sure, where to begin?" Kim said.
"How about the beginning?" Bobby asked.