Shego stuffed her extra pillow back under the bed as she got up. It was a small safety precaution for her sake. Curling up to objects that were next to her when she was asleep was a bad habit of hers, and she didn’t want the girl to find out.
Especially since she knew she couldn’t just threaten her into silence about a cuddly Shego like she had Drakken. She shuddered slightly at the thought and went downstairs to make breakfast. But only after a small glance at the sleeping form on the bed and smiling.
Drakken sat in his chair with a note pad in hand. He had spent days scribbling, and plotting. And it was all ready.
He picked up the phone and dialed.
Unfortunately he dialed the wrong number. With a frustrated sigh he looked at the phone, “You think you’re all that! But your not!”
Just then the phone rang, as if cued by his ranting.
“Hello, Dr. Drakken’s lair.”
“Ummm…it’s Ron…you busy?”
“Ron….Ron….the buffoon right?”
“Let me guess wear the name tag?”
Drakken nodded to the phone, “It would be helpful. Oh, I’ve made popcorn!”
“Booyah!”
Ron pulled up on his scooter to the Time Share Lair. It was crazy, but after Kim started her hiatus Ron found himself without meaning. Then an unusual coincidence brought him across a photograph from Christmas.
He had been browsing over his photo album, and moping over Kim’s absence when he had found it. It was a picture of him and Drakken, arm on each other’s shoulder toasting with mugs of Coco-Moo.
It had brought warmth in. It was a stabilizing factor in his mess of a life.
And so he began spending his afternoons with Drakken. It was a simple arrangement really, Ron came over, they watched television, or a movie, and ate popcorn.
Which was something Drakken was actually good at making.
The boy knocked twice and let himself in; the arrangement was pretty good actually. It gave him something to do, and kept Drakken busy. “Hey…Dr. D! Where you hiding’?”
“Over here!” A gloved hand waved from the deep recesses of an overly plush chair. “If you don’t hurry you’re going to miss the movie!”
Ron jogged over to the couch and settled in for the movie.
“So what we watching?”
“The Adventures of Stevie the Wonder Turtle.”
Ron groaned, “Again?”
Shego was making scrambled eggs as Kim stumbled down the stairs.
“Morning Pumpkin.”
Kim looked exhausted as she glared Shego, “You kept grabbing my chest in your sleep.”
Shego stopped scrambling the eggs and looked at Kim. Her normally pale green skin was nearly pure white now. “I did what…?”
“Groped me in your sleep…I’ve got the bruises to prove it.”
Shego tried to look alright with it, tried to put on her normal face.
It didn’t work.
“I’m sorry?”
Kim shook her head, “Whatever…I’ll sleep on the floor tonight if this is a problem.”
Shego shook her head, “No…no…It’s not your fault…I’m sorry…”
Kim leaned against the counter, “I think when it comes to being irresistible, I win.”
Shego blushed as Kim sauntered out of the kitchen. She was having problems. Shego could admit it. It wasn’t her fault, but she was still suffering all the same.
She sighed as she cooked. Lust for a person was bad. But for an enemy, it was worse.
She scooped the eggs onto plates and armed with ketchup and salsa she walked over to the dining area.
“Breakfast is ready!”
Kim didn’t respond to the cheerful nature of Shego.
“Come on Pumpkin…eat up…”
Kim looked up at the woman, “Shego…is there really anything else left to learn?”
Shego put the plates down on the table and sat down on pad across from Kim. “Yes…and no…”
Kim raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean exactly?”
“Well when it comes to powers, only one…”
Kim poked her food for a moment, then another. “Shego…what aren’t you telling me?”
“I…err…” Shego swallowed and made a jump into the unknown, “I…I like you Kimmie…”
“I kind of guess that…after all you don’t hate me…”
“No…I mean like you like you…”
Shego sighed, she had said it.
“What are you talking about?”
“Damn it Kim! I…I care about you…I sometimes have these dreams…about us…I…love you…”
“Oh…” Kim looked at the eggs in front of her. “Shego…the thing is…I care about you too…but…it won’t I know it won’t work out. You know that too…”
Shego nodded slowly, “I know….that’s what sucks…the minute we leave here…and come back from our hiatus…we’re no longer friends…”
Kim sighed and jabbed the eggs, “Damn it…can we just call it a day? I mean…can we just have a day together without sparring…without arguing, and just give into what we want…?”
“I…I want to Kimmie…but…it’ll hurt us more to do it…” She looked away from the girl.
“We’ll worry about that later…right now it’s the moment that counts.” Kim was no longer on the other side of the table. She was close…to close.
Shego pushed the girl away, the lighter body rolling across the floor. Kim was up on her feet hands blazing. Shego was up, her own hands lighting up. “Damn it…We can’t be doing this!”
“Shego, I don’t care. We can deal with the emotional scars later…right now the important thing is what we’re doing now.” Kim forced her way in, and was too close for Shego’s comfort. Her lips were even closer as they pressed against Shego’s.
It was desperate, it was lustful, and it was exactly what they both needed.
Shego’s lips fought back as they entered a new dance. They quickly became a twisting pair of bodies on the floor.
The dance continued as it turned into something all its own.
“More popcorn?”
Ron grinned, “I thought you’d never ask. And I have to say that you make some killer popcorn Dr. D. Seriously…you could actually sell this stuff.”
“Could it help me take over the world? This selling of popcorn?”
Ron shrugged, “It’d at least allow you to have an option to go legit.”
“He wouldn’t need to do that.”
Ron looked up and saw Shego, “Oh…um…hi?”
“Don’t worry Stoppable…I don’t give a shit what you’re doing here. And I don’t care when you leave.” She wandered away slowly, her body moving like a lead weight.
“So Kim…where were you?”
Kim looked up at Ron, “I need some help…and I got it…”
“Oh….anything you want to talk about?”
Kim bit her lip, “Well…you know the chemistry lab explosion….?”
Author’s Notes: And so it all ends! This marks the first of a mini-series as in I'm not sure how many fics will be coming out of this idea, but I want to do more. I need to work on some other ficcy projects of mine.