"Hey, Kim." Ron smiled as he wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. "I just finished loading up the hovercraft. We ready to head out to triple-s's?"

"We're not selling to Señor Senior Senior." Kim declared cryptically. She walked past him to leap into the hovercraft with her typical acrobatic flair (in this case, not one, but two backflips) before looking back at her longtime friend and partner-in-crime. "Betty made us a better offer."

Ron sighed knowingly. "She bribed you with date material?"

"She bribed me with date material." Kim nodded, looking rather pleased with herself.

Ron groaned, which provoked a spark of indignancy within Kim.

"Well, excuuuse me!" She drawled almost spitefully. "But we can't all date a ninja/assassin from some stupid mystical kung-fu monastery, Ronald."

"You don't need to say assassin after ninja," Ron complained, "being a ninja implies that assassinations are committed."

"Why would you even chose to focus on that?"

"Well, I think it's important to-"

"That was a rhetorical question, Ron."

"Well, it didn't sound very rhetorical, KP."

"Well it was, and it did, so nyeh." Kim stuck her tongue out at the young man standing before her.

"Look, Kim." Ron began, taking a deep breath. "All I'm trying to say is that you're taking this all a bit too far. Remember what happened with Electronique?"

"We pinky swore to never speak of that again." Kim declared darkly.

"And for good reason. Don't you think it might be better to slow down a bit? What's all this even about?"

Kim was unusually quiet for almost twenty seconds before continuing. When she began speaking again, her voice was markedly softer than normal.

"Ron, I can't keep doing this forever. The constant thieving and burglarizing, I mean. I want to settle down eventually. Find a nemesis, get a lair. Maybe have a scheme or two foiled. You know, all the things every villainess wants."

"You're kidding, right?" Ron asked tentatively, the look on his face a mixture of horror and concern.

Kim began laughing hysterically. "Of course I am!" It took a whole three minutes for the giggle-fit to subside. "Oh the look on your face. No, I was kidding. 'Cept about the wanting to find a nemesis thing."

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Shego wasn't good with "paying attention" to things that disinterested her. Unfortunately, all the things that did interest her were supervillainessque in nature, and she had swore off those. Three weeks clean, honest. That being said, she did not foresee job interviews or resume reviews making her top ten list as a do-gooder. Hero. Whatever, semantics. It was hard going straight, and the important thing was that she was trying. She was, in fact, very, very trying.

"Well, Shego, everything appears to be in order, your large criminal record notwithstanding." Drakken smiled conspiratorially. "We'll just have to work on that, won't we?"

It took a moment for Shego to realize she'd been asked a question. "Yes, sir."

"Good. To that end, I've already lined us up an encounter. Apparently some thief stole something from Global Justice, and are planning to hand it off to the Worldwide Empire of Evil." He pushed a button on the table before him, and the device in question appeared. "Global Justice has asked me, and by extension, you, to foil their nefarious plot."

Shego knew just what this was. Sheldon liked to throw prospective heroes against villains his goons couldn't handle as both a distraction, and to gauge the hero's potential.

"And what's the name of this thief?" Shego asked, genuinely curious as to who in the world would try to make a living stealing from G.J.

"Her name...is Kimberly Anne Possible."

Shego sat silently for a moment.

"Kim Possible? Really?"

"I know, right? That's the first thing I thought of too."

"Wait, is that a name she came up with or something?"

"No, it's her honest-to-goodness actual birth name."

"That's messed up. Her parents are deranged."

"You know, as a matter of fact, they are. I knew her father James back in college."

"Jim Possible, are you kidding me? Do stupid names run in the family or something?"

"So it would seem."

It was a particularly unusual way to start bonding, but they weren't usual people. That being said, it took them another hour to actually head out to try and thwart the whole "crime" thing.

A/N: Okay, I think I'm going to be able to do some semi-regular updates now. I managed to wiggle two whole hours per week out of my schedule for writing. So, that's a thing that happened. What do you think of the characters so far? Yes you. Right there, you. Yes, I see you; don't think you slipped by. Anyway, I think I'm going crazier the more I write Kim in this. It's actually quite lethargerizing. Also, apparently "lethargerizing" is a word. Learn something new every day, and all that. Cheers.