Chapter 2 Realizations and explanation.
Kim spent most of the day recovering from her previous nights shenanigans with Shego, her head pounding for the better part of the day, despite the many aspirin and the abundant amount of water she'd been downing since leaving the woman's apartment.
Shego spent most of her day lounging in the sun, having long since mastered the art of curing hangovers. It usually consisted of basting in the sun with margaritas while trying to do as little else as possible, of course her meteor powered materialism gave her a distinct advantage. Being an ex-thief with little to occupy her time, she could do this as often as she liked with little regrets. So did so almost constantly.
**Beep beep be beep**
"Hey Mo." Kim answered after her kimmunicator beeped its all to familiar tone.
"Just where did you make off to last night?" The ebony girl excitedly asked.
"Sorry Mo, I ended up buying those drinks for Shego after her little tantrum. Between buying her a drink, and actually having to order it, I totally forgot that you where there."
"Must have been some drink if it made you forget about your gf, what the green girl order?"
Kim mumbled a few unintelligible words.
"Uh, wanna run that by me again, maybe in English this time?"
"She wanted a redheaded slut, OK?" Kim blurted out, her face turning bright crimson in the process.
"OK girl, a phone call just isn't going to cut it this time. We're having lunch in ten."
"But Mo, I'm so not up for it. My head is till pounding." Kim pleaded while pressing her hand against her head to accentuate her point, even though she knew her friend couldn't see it.
"Suck it up girl, cause you got some serious s'plainin to do. Bueno In ten, and if your not there, I'll have Wade hunt you down." Monique informed the redhead before disconnecting.
Kim just sighed, resigning herself to the inevitable.
Ten minutes later, Kim walked into Bueno Nacho to find Mo already sitting in there usual booth. Kim quickly joined her after ordering a salad and yet more water to battle her pounding headache.
"So spill girl." Mo asked as soon as Kim hit her seat.
"Can't I at least eat my salad first?" Kim tried to protest while unwrapping her cheap plastic fork.
"Not this time girlfriend. I want details, the juicier the better!" Mo demanded, with an excited smile plastered on her face.
"Alright, alright." Kim conceded while slumping her shoulders and setting down her disposable eating utensil. "Shego made me order her drink and she wanted (a redheaded slut)." The end of her sentence coming out in a whisper.
"What's an RHS?" Mo asked.
"Um, peach schnapps, some special kind of jaggermiester and cranberry juice. Despite the really scandalous name, its pretty good."
"So you bought her a drink, that hardly takes all night. What else?"
"Well right after that the owner came over to complain about Shego's little tantrum."
"And?" Mo prompted, knowing there must be more juicy tidbits.
"She said Shego had to pay for the damage or she was going to call the cops." Kim explained, while still trying to get a bite of her salad.
"How'd mean and green respond to that?" Mo prompted again, still not letting her friend eat.
"Not only did Shego not give her any attitude, well not to much anyway, she offered to let her remodel and Shego's going to fit the bill."
"Right, and she doesn't want anything in return?" Mo asked in disbelief.
"Well other then not having the cops called on her, she asked for a private booth."
"Sounds about right." Mo lamented. "So what else? My gossip bone is just tingling, I know there's more."
"I…might have woke-up-In-her-bed-in-my-underwear-and-not-remember-how-I-got-there-or-who's-bed-I-was-in…" She blurted out.
Mo snapped the plastic spork she hadn't even realized she had been fiddling with in half out of shock at what Kim just said.
"OMG girlfriend!" Mo exclaimed. "This is so the drama!"
"She says that nothing happened. Which is good, cause that would be so…akwierd."
"Your kidding right?" Mo asked, completely serious, the broken spork now completely forgotten.
"What?" Kim asked surprised at her friends response.
"You woke up in some strange bed and no idea how you got there, or who's it was?"
"…um yeah, kinda." Kim said sheepishly, slowly trying to sink in her seat.
"You have any idea how stupid and dangerous that was?" Mo berated her while pointing her finger accusingly at the red head.
"I know I know, its not like I planned it." Kim admitted, throwing up her arms in defeat. "I was having drinks with her and I think at some point my competitiveness made me try and keep up with her drinking. In fact, I think I started it. The last thing I remember I was getting in my car to take her home." She exasperated as she slumped back in her seat.
"Hold the phone, you were drunk, and going to drive?" The now enraged girl asked, crossing her arms crossed across her chest.
"So not Mo! Raven and Star can drive the car, remember?" Kim retorted, more then slightly insulted and pissed that her friend thought she would ever do something so reckless.
"OK, I'll let you off the hook there. But your still in trouble girl and you know it." Mo said in a huff.
"Oh come on, you telling me you never did anything you regretted the next day?" Kim all but demanded. "Well?" She asked again, sensing no answer forthcoming.
"Alright maybe, but it was still dumb."
"Yeah, but oddly enough after all the freakishness wore off. We had a nice breakfast and talked a little." Then it hit her, "And I think were going out next Friday." Kim said with a look of shocked recognition on her face.
"Your going to have to run that one by me again girl, I had to have heard that wrong?"
"Well, as I was headed out Shego said she was going to be at the club again Friday and that I should bring a change of cloths this time." Kim told her friend, still absorbing the thoughts herself.
"Wow." Was all Mo could come up with.
"Yeah." Kim agreed, at a loss of what to say herself.
"Wait." Mo stared. "Redheaded slut, I know I've heard of that before. It sounds way to familiar."
"What? That was like ten minutes ago." Kim commented, more then a little perplexed at her friends random derailing of topics.
Mo got out her smart phone and quickly started typing. "OK, ingredients we already know. First made, don't care. I know I read about that drink somewhere." She scanned farther down her list of search results. "Here it is. 'Drinks like the redheaded slut are often used to make others slightly embarrassed to have to by them for there date. But more importantly they are a way for someone to tell another person what kind of person they prefer to go out with. Most often adopting such a drink with out even realizing it.' Holy crap girl, I think Shego made a serious pass at you!"
"Um, it might be worse then that..." Kim said managing to remember something else through the previous nights fog of alcohol.
"How so?" Mo asked, her curiosity getting more peeked by the second.
"She ordered Green ladies for the second round. I think she might hope I like her too. There was also some kinda conversion about flirting with each other." Kim just slumped in her seat seat again.
"I think thinks just got complicated." Mo commented, while trying not to giggle her head off..
Kim could only stare at her half eaten salad with the sudden realization that she had a date. Not only with someone who could possibly be the most dangerous person on the planet, but also a woman, and if you asked her, she wouldn't be able to tell you with thought shocked her more.
Mo sat there watching her friend, wondering what was going through her head. While she knew that Kim had no prejudices against gay individuals, it was obvious her friend had never considered the thought for herself.
"So what do you think girl?" Mo inquired gently, not wanting to offend or upset her now confused friend.
"I'm not sure Mo, she could just want to have drinks. I could just be reading more into this then there is, wouldn't be the first time. But if she is interested in me, this is a whole new ball game. I mean, I'm straight, aren't I?" Kim's eyes were imploring her friend to give her answers.
"Sorry Kim, you know that's a question you have to figure out yourself." Came Mo's thoughtful reply.
"That's what I was afraid of. Hope you don't mind but I'm going to jet. I think I've lost my apatite."
"Of course Kim, call me if you need anything."
"Thanks Mo, I will." Kim slowly made her way out of the restaurant, deciding it would be best to head back to her apartment and think.
Elsewhere, Shego spent most of her day lounging in the sun, occasionally getting up to get a fresh margarita. About her third drink she realized something herself, 'I think I asked Kim out.' The thought hit her like a shot of adrenaline. For some reason she couldn't explain, the thought intrigued her.
After getting her own mental slap, she plopped back in her seat and began to think. There were several thoughts that crossed her mind, the foremost was 'why the hell would I ask miss priss out?' After several hours of contemplation and several more margarita's, all she could come up with was, 'it could be fun'. So she spent her evening making phone calls and planning for her accidental date with her arch foe. If she was going to give going out with Kim a chance then could she was going to pull out her best moves.
The game had defiantly changed, and they both knew it.
Shego had long ago accepted that she was neither straight nor gay, she was simply an equal opportunist. If the person in front of her was cute, she would give him or her a chance, unless they were a royal ass. In which case they were likely to get barbequed.
Kim however hadn't even thought of going out with anyone that wasn't male, this was very left field for her, and when ever her mind had a chance to wander to that thought, she would freak out just a little more. After a few days of torment Kim finally relented and did what she knew she had to do. She went home to talk to her mom.
She caught her mom in the kitchen after the rest of the Possible household had left for the day. She most defiantly did not want the tweebs to hear any of what she was about to say to her mom. As for her dad, while it wasn't about boys per say, but there was still no telling how he would handle information like this.
"Hey Mom, can we talk?" Kim asked sheepishly as she sat down in the breakfast nook with a hot cup of tea.
"Of course bubble butt, what's on your mind." Mrs. Dr. Possible replied sitting down with her coffee, closely looking over her daughter for anything that might suggest to her what was on Kim's mind, something any mom would do once she realized there was something bothering her oldest child enough to make her act even slightly out of character.
"Well, so I kinda ran into Shego at the club Friday night, and after she threw the register at me, we had a few drinks and had a good time. (From what I can remember)." She added hastily under her breath, much to her dismay her mother heard and understood what she said.
Mrs. Dr. P. Looked very seriously at her daughter as she spoke. "From what you remember?" A look of mild disapproval appearing on her face.
"Um, yeah. Apparently I tried to keep up with her drinking, and well, failed." She said with a foe-innocent smile on her face.
"I'm disappointed in you Kim. But..." she said lightning her tone a little. "I can't be to hard on you. I was young once."
"Well, that's kinda not all of it. I took her home which was the last thing I remember clearly, until-I-woke-up-in-her-bed-in-my-underwear-not-knowing-where-I-was-how-I-got-there-who-was-in-bed-with-me-or-what-I-might-have-done-the-night-before." Kim blurted out in a rush. Her face burning redder then her hair, she quickly buried her head in her arms on the table.
Mrs. Dr. P just sat there looking at Kim. Not sure how to respond to what her daughter just blurted out.
"I know, I know. Ferociously unsafe and stupid, but it happened. Mo already read me the riot act, and I'm sure Raven will to sooner or later. To be honest the fact that she hasn't already is making me nervous." Kim said while slowly sitting back up to face her mother again.
"Well Kimmy, you're not living at home anymore so I can't ground you for doing something without using your better judgment, but I think you all ready realize how stupid it was. So I'll stick with my previous statement. I was young once too. Just don't make a habit of it." Mrs. P finished with a small smile on her face, thinking that the discussion was over.
"Well there's kinda still more, I'm pretty sure she asked me out this Friday." Kim looked at her Mom, her eyes pleading for motherly advice.
"What are you thoughts about it?" Mrs. P asked her daughter with a slightly bemused expression on her face.
"Well to be honest, I've never thought about going out with another woman, let alone with Shego. I mean, I liked hanging out with Shego after she got hit with the attidudinator and the few times we worked together. But other then that, whenever we see each other were kicking each others butt's. It seems like she might even have been hitting on me but I really don't know if she's even in to women either, or if she's just messing with my head. I have no idea what to think." Kim finished rambling with a more then slightly confused look on her face.
"Well Kimmy, the questions you need to ask yourself are simple. Do you find her attractive? The fact that Shego is a women aside. Is she physically attractive? Do you like her personality? Do you share any common interest's. The biggest being, does dating someone of the same sex actually bother you?"
"Well, were both into martial arts and fashion. Her personality can grate on a person some times, but in general she's a good conversationalist. Um as far as physically attractive, well yeah I would say she has a nice body, you have to be in good shape for advanced martial arts. But dating her? I just don't know..."
"It would seem to me Kimmy cub, that you should just keep an open mind, and give her a chance. And I'll say it again, I was young once too." Mrs. P told her daughter with a bit of a dazed look on her face, as if remembering something good from her past.
"Do I even want to know?" Kim asked with a bit of morbid curiosity.
"What I was in collage? " She asked with a grin on her face. "Everyone's aloud to experiment and have some fun."
"That is so way more info then I needed to know, like ever." Kim said with a shutter.
"Oh lighten up bubble butt. Anyway, go out with her, give it a chance. If it doesn't feel right, tell her so. That's about all you can do. Who knows, worst that could happen is you end up with a new friend, or at least a sparring partner."
Kim thought it over for a few minutes while drinking her tea. "Alright Mom. That sounds…well better then anything I've been able to come up with on my own anyway."
Kim spent the rest of her morning on her parents couch after her mom left for work drinking her tea and thinking about the impending date. In the end all she could come up with was 'why not, what's the worst that could happen?'
Kim spent the remainder of her week almost constantly freaking out about the coming 'date', despite the conversation with her mother. She couldn't decide what to wear, how she should do her hair or makeup. These of course were the least of her insecurities. Her mind was racing back and forth about whether she was OK with dating a women, let alone this particular woman. She had way to much going through her mind, at way to high of speed. Such being the case, the week ended way to quickly for her liking.
Shego on the other hand had no such qualms. Once she made her arrangements, she more or less forgot about it all, except of course when she would let her mind wander to all the fun things she would like to do with Kimmy if she ever got the chance. But even she would probably have agreed the week ended far to quickly.
Friday morning dawned quickly for both women, though both greeted the morning with very different reactions.
Shego woke up late, as she almost always did. Her immediate thoughts were about just laying around all day until she remembered that she had planes for the day, she was suppose to take out the great Kim Possible.
Kim's reaction couldn't have been more different, she woke up early. She always woke up early but unlike most days, today there was one very big and ever present thought on her mind. Shego, the Shego, formerly the most wanted woman on the planet, if not the most wanted person on the planet, ever, except possibly Bin Ladin. Arguably one of the, if not the, greatest thief on the planet, even if she was retired (or so the world hoped), was taking her out for drinks. To say she was freaking out about it, would be just a bit of an understatement. Her overly active mind didn't really have any mechanisms to process the thoughts and sensations that started running through her head from the moment she was conscious. Still, she had a long day a head of her before the proffered event in which to try and sort through everything her mind was trying to process, so Kim did what she often did to try and let her mind work out what can sometimes seem to be unsolvable problems to her. She went running.
We're not talking a quick jog around the block here either. She had no classes today, no work and as of yet no missions. So she went running across Middleton, all the way across. Something that only took her an hour given her highly distracted state. Most people wouldn't haven't been able to make the same run in less then three hours if they were pushing hard, if at all. Even after the long run, she realized the exercise wasn't helping like it normally did, this was way to big for brain to figure out on her own. But she was already across town so she might as well make the run back and hope the return trip might at least get her a little closer to a solution.
Half way back to her apartment two guys decided that she should spend some of her time and energy with them.
"Hey red, my friend and I think you should stay and keep us company." A burly man said after he stepped out of an alley in front of her, his 'friend' behind him. Both looked like they might have lived on the street for a while, though they looked like the might have been near the top of the food chain. Not that something like that would ever impress her.
"So not." Kim said as she moved to run around them, to which both men moved further out to block her path, making it obvious that they hadn't asked.
"Not to sound full of myself or anything, but is it seriously possible that you really haven't heard of me?" Kim asked as she put her hands on her hips, squaring off with the two men with little concern of the fact that there was two of them and only one of her.
"No. Can't say I have, you Vinny?" The first man asked looking over his shoulder towards his friend. Vinny just shrugged. "Nope Vinny hasn't heard of you either. So whey don't we get to know each other better." The as yet unnamed man said after taking what some might consider a menacing step towards Kim.
"Yeah, so not going to happen. Not now, not ever. But I'll give you guys one chance to get out of my way without out getting yourselves hurt, cause I'm so not in the mood for this right now." Kim said as she shifted her weight ever so slightly. The shift was subtle, something most people wouldn't have noticed it, Shego would have she quickly thought, though where that thought came from she wouldn't have been able to say. But these two street thugs hadn't noticed it, it would be there mistake for assuming she was a frail little woman. It would be a painful lesson for them to learn.
"Oh and what's a sweet little thing like you think you can do to stop us." The man said as he took another step forward with Vinny doing his best to try keep Kim Cornered.
Kim just sighed, she thought about working some of her frustrations on the two men, from what she's seen so far it's probably not like they wouldn't deserve it, but her ethics got the better of her. As the two men attempted to rush her she rolled forward off her feet into a hand stand and shifted her hips to start her legs moving into a well practiced helicopter kick, catching both men square in the jaw. She quickly regained her footing and watched both men hit the ground with what she would admit was a slightly satisfying thud as they smashed into the concrete, fully unconscious.
Kim put in a call to Wade for a pick up, then tied the two men to a dumpster so she wouldn't have to wait for someone to come for the two. Though she knew she should, but her conscience didn't bother her much on that one. The two would have rapped her, or some other girl that wouldn't have been able to defend herself the way she could, so as much as she knew she should care if something happened to those two before the police arrived to hall them off, she just couldn't convince herself to today. So she finished her run home, she would deal with the aftermath of dumb and dumber later, though she doubted the responding officers would fault her later when they called for a statement.
Kim got home a little over two hours after she left, even with the incident with having to deal with the thugs. Unlike most people though, even after that long run she barley felt winded. Though her mind was still racing with the possibilities for her evening ahead with a certain raven haired amazon.
Kim just lay against the door of her apartment as she closed it and sighed. She knew that no matter what happened today it was going to be a really, really, long day, and probably very eye opening as well, regardless of the outcome. So she just gave in to the inevitable, she went to her bathroom to have a nice long hot bath and quickly decided to attempt to forget the world existed for as long as she could.
About the time Shego finally got out of bed, Kim pulled herself out of the bath. At this point both women had the same thing on there minds, a most unexpected date with the last person in the world they thought they would ever go out with.
Shego got out of bed and checked on her arrangements for the night before she stepped into the shower. Kim having just finished her bath started gathering up what she would wear for the night, though what that was, she really had no idea.
What do you wear on your first date with another woman when you had never even thought about dating the same sex? Should she wear pants, or a dress? Should she dress to be a little masculine, or be really feminine? The woman that could do anything, was at a loss at what to do...
Shego, however didn't share Kim's apparel dilemma. After her shower, she walked over to her rather robust closet and pulled out a simple slinky emerald dress, slipping it into with a practiced grace. It stopped just short of her knees, with a slit up the right side that stopped three quarters of they way up her thigh, showing a generous but tasteful amount of exotic emerald leg, with a single strap off of her left shoulder. It was for all intents, her little black dress. Any man, or women for that matter, couldn't look at her in this simple dress and not think she was drop dead gorgeous. Makeup wise, Shego never did much. Black lipstick, a little eye liner, but little else, she knew she was beautiful and makeup would only hide her natural perfection, and why mess with perfection as far as she was concerned. She always did her hair the same, though it was not without great effort and care. She let it hang loose down her back, trimming it lightly to keep it looking healthy. In her own rather self centered opinion it was her best asset, something she was more then willing to flaunt to the world when ever possible. Heaven help the person that suggested she bundle it up or even worse, cut it. The last person that had, had ended up in the ER with second degree burns on there scalp for their trouble.
Kim didn't have it so easy. She tore through her closet, rejecting item after item. Before it was over, her clothes were piled on the bottom of her closet, finally settling on her little black dress. A simple knee length gown in satin, taken in just enough at the waist to show of her trim figure, with two spaghetti straps holding the garment up. She figured she couldn't go wrong with a little black dress, that is what they were there for. Makeup wasn't to hard for her, a little light pink lip gloss, some mascara and was quickly satisfied with the results. Her hair took her forever. Up, down. Ponytail, loose. There were just to many options for her, and she was never really happy with the results. Finally she left it down and wore a deep red head band to keep her hair out of her eyes.
After several hours of going though her closet, putting on makeup and doing her hair, she finally felt ready for what ever was going to happen, or at least that's what her brain was saying, her stomach was saying something else entirely. Her stomach was tying it self in knots, she didn't even know what this thing was suppose to be, a date or just drinks, which once she started thinking about that her mind started racing again. This was really awkwierd for her. But she was Kim Possible, and she could do anything. So she had to at least give what ever this might be between her and Shego a chance.
After one last look in the mirror. Kim grabbed her bag (remembering to pack toiletries and pj's as Shego had suggested/told her) and headed to her sloth, then to the club to meet her date. To her surprise, Raven said nothing after looking her over, though there was a slightly knowing smirk on the sorceress's face before she faded back to her digital world.
Shego spent a grand total of an hour getting ready before heading to the club to get things ready and wait for her date to arrive.