“You sure you wanna do this, Kimmie?”
Shego and Kim were in a massive bathroom of the mansion. Kim was sitting in a chair in front of a huge sink. Shego looked at Kim as Kim looked at a bottle of black hair dye. “Positive,” came Kim’s reply, finally. Kim looked at the bottle again. “Still can't believe whoever lived here left all this lyin’ around.”
“Okay, well, you're gonna have to lean back if you want me to do this right,” said Shego. Kim tilted her head back and closed her eyes as Shego turned on the water. Shego took the bottle of black hair dye and placed it on the shelf next to the sink - it alongside two boxes of hair bleach and a bottle of red hair dye .
A thumbs-up was given.
A door opened.
Feet walked down a hallway.
Another door opened, then closed.
A black long-sleeved shirt was tossed onto a bed.
A green-and-black jumpsuit landed right next to it.
Tan cargo pants with a tool belt were pulled up and buttoned.
The green-and-black jumpsuit was buttoned.
A green glove with clawed fingers was slipped over a hand.
A tan work glove was slipped over a hand.
A black glove with clawed fingers was slipped over another hand.
Another tan work glove was slipped over yet another hand.
Shego twirled Kim’s hair dryer grappling hook and holstered it - in the tan cargo pants with a tool belt that she was wearing.
Kim clenched and unclenched her fists in the green and black gloves with clawed fingers shed slipped over her hands.
Shego looked at Kim – who was not only wearing her clawed gloves, but also her green-and-black jumpsuit as well. And had black hair now. All Shego could think about at the moment seeing Kim like that was something along the line of the equivalent of “Damn, she looks sexy…”
Kim looked at Shego - who was not only wearing her tan cargo pants, but also her black long-sleeved shirt as well. And had red hair now. Kim didn’t even have to wonder about how Shego thought she looked. Shego’s eyes told Kim she was thinking the same thing Kim thought as she looked at Shego.
“You know, maybe we should've told everybody before we went and did this,” Shego said abruptly.
Kim blinked. “Did you just suggest that we should've done something responsible, Shegee?”
“Well, it's just - with the hair and all-”
Kim smirked. “Looks like when we switched our outfits and hair colour, we also ended up with each other's personalities, as well.” Not that that was exactly a bad thing, especially considering what they were about to do…
“Or we're just at that stage where you know the other person really damn well,” said Shego.
She was right. Kim knew it. They knew each other so well. They could imitate each others’ fighting style in a heartbeat and nobody would’ve been able to tell the difference. They could tell what each other was thinking before they even thought it. But they also loved to argue trivial stuff, and Kim knew now was not the time for that. “Could be,” she shrugged. A loud knock on the bedroom door came just as Kim caught that Shego was, indeed, about to start arguing. It couldn’t have come at a better time.
Ron Stoppable pounded on the bedroom door. Waiting with him in the hallway were the Teen Titans - Robin, Starfire, Raven, Beast Boy, and Cyborg - as well as Señor Senior Jr. – who was currently putting on the mask of Red X over his head.
“KP! SHEGO!” Ron bellowed. “C'MON, WE GOTTA-”
The door opened. Everyone gaped at the switch the women had made.
“Oh, nice idea with the switching and all - but what are you gonna do about the major difference in skin colour?” Ron pointed out.
“We – don’t really know,” said Kim.
Robin grinned. “I know.”
He whispered something to Red X. X's eyes widened, stunned. “It can do that?” Robin nodded.
“Wait - do what?” asked Beast Boy.
“Girls, hold still.” X listened as Robin whispered to him again - and then fired a stream of red goo out of the Red X suit. It pinned Kim to the wall and proceeded to cover all of her skin, even seeping down underneath the jumpsuit.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” Shego got ready to pound the living shit out of the costumed Señor Senior Jr.—
—but Robin held up his hand. “Wait, Shego.”
Shego hesitated. Her instincts were defend Kim first, ask questions later. But Robin had made the Red X suit in the first place. He’d know the best what it could do. And Shego hadn’t seen Robin betray any of his friends - at least, willingly betray. She subdued herself. The red goo suddenly hardened - then dissolved completely off of Kim's skin. Shego stared, slack-jawed, at Kim – who now looked EXACTLY like her. Pale skin, green-and-black-jumpsuit, wavy black hair, clawed gloves…Shego expected to walk smack into a mirror as she walked towards Kim – ‘til she remembered she was wearing Kim’s garb. She smirked, thinking about how cool a mirror it would’ve been, had one been there…
“Whoah!” was all Cyborg could say.
“That is so cool!” Ron exclaimed.
Having gotten the point, Shego allowed Red X do the same to her – and when the goo dissolved, it was Kim’s turn to gasp – as Shego looked EXACTLY like her.
Beast Boy looked at Robin. “Damn, dude - lemme ask again: How many gizmos does that suit freakin’ have?”
Robin laughed. “Enough.”
“Wait - is this, like, Cinderella temporary? Or is it permanent?” Kim asked…
“It's more like half-a-year temporary,” said Robin.
Shego grinned. “Well, I can live with that.”
“Just remember, Shegee-” said Kim, “Our mouths gotta stay shut when we're fighting.”
“Yeah, that's the only thing I'm havin’ a problem with here - right now, it is, like, uber-freaky that Shego sounds like Kim and, uh - vice…verse 1?” Ron asked, looking at Rufus, his pet naked mole rat that had just scampered out of his pocket and up onto his shoulder. Rufus shrugged, chittering the equivalent of “Dunno.”
“Aww - no banter?” Shego asked.
“Oh, I'm not saying you can banter – but until we've got those powers back, let's just keep the secret from them,” said Kim.
“So hold off the banter. I can do that.”
“Whatever.” Red X looked impatient. “We're running late as it is.”
“He's right. C'mon!” said Cyborg – and they all rushed to the room with the door to the cave that lay below the mansion.
Señor Senior Sr. was waiting for them as they came down the rock staircase. He was standing by some huge computer banks off to the side, pouring tea into a cup from a silver pitcher, which he put back on its matching silver platter. Red X's car was on the platform at the bottom of the rock stairs - but now, three other platforms were also lit up. Everyone stared: A sleek black car was on the first new platform. An equally sleek black jet with an odd wing design was on the second. And a sleek black sub with a similar wing design to the jet was on the third.
Senior held up the platter with the pitcher of tea on it. “Would any of you care for some tea, perchance, before you go running off into the night again - young masters?”
“Shegee and I call dibs on the jet!” Kim shouted.
“D-aw, man…” Ron hung his head.
“You wouldn't have been able to pilot it anyways if you HAD gotten it, Ron,” Shego reminded him.
“Kim, I - dammit! That voices thing is gonna SERIOUSLY fuck with my head now!” Ron shrieked.
Beast Boy was jumpier than a Mexican Jumping Bean. “Man, now I really wanna meet the dude who owned this place before us!”
“All these other vehicles go underwater, too?” Robin asked Senior
Senior nodded. “Yes. We’ve, um – given them all a test run -- before…”
“How many does the black car seat?”
“Two.”
Robin grinned. “Starfire and I got this one, guys.”
“I call the black submarine,” said Raven.
X was the last to speak. “And the rest get to carpool with me.”
“Titans! GO!” Robin shouted. Everybody raced to their chosen vehicles.
END ACT ONE