A/N: I am currently running on apple juice and a mars bar.
"Well hello there, my lovely." Km purred as Shego squared off to face her.
"Would you stop that?" Shego scowled, igniting her hands and slipping into a defensive stance.
"Stop what?" Kim asked innocently as she unholstered her grappling hook gun, artefact still under her left arm.
"The flirting." Shego leapt to the side, avoiding Kim's clawed grappling hook as it shot past her. She landed in a tight crouch and wasted no time returning fire with literal fire. "It's distracting. You're distracting."
Kim offered only a cocky grin in reply at first. Behind her, Shego heard a metallic clank. Kim flipped a switch on her weapon, which sent her rocketing forward, into Shego. Kim, with the element of surprise, slammed the ex-villain into the museum's exterior brick wall. "You love it." She whispered into her opponent's dazed ear.
"You're," crazy "insufferable." Shego managed after a few seconds of spinning stars and unresponsive limbs.
"And available." Kim retorted cheerfully.
"I'm going to enjoy beating you up."
"Oh!" Kim's eyes lit up mischeviously. "Promises, promises."
With a superhumanly frustrated roar, Shego summoned a veritable column of emerald flame around her before discharging it in all directions, baking the alley around her. Kim was already somersaulting (one handedly) away, her pilfered Assyrian artefact safely in (other) hand.
"Better luck next time, sweetheart!" Kim called back in a singsong tone as she flipped to her feet, and began sprinting toward her partner and their waiting hovercraft, leaving a very flustered Shego behind.
"Are you alright, Shego?" Drakken asked as he half-limped over to her, sporting a very nasty looking torn shoulder seam on his labcoat.
"Honestly, Dr. D?" Shego shook her head, "I don't have the faintest idea."
A/N: Was this chapter short? Yes. Should I have done this last week so that I could focus on furthering the storyline? Also yes. But really, is that my fault? I mean when you really think about it. I'll let you ponder that one. Some questions may be better left unanswered. Mysteries like this run in mystical rivers that course throughout the universe.
Fun fact: Google's spell-check dictionary does not include the word "crouch." It kept trying to change it to "crotch." Nice one, internet. Stay classy.