“Hard day’s night?” Ron asked, hearing the apartment door slam.
“Ugh – worked like a dog, baby…How do people not know they need new clothes until college begins?”
He turned down the volume on the episode of Good Eats he was watching. “Sleepin’ like a log tonight?”
“Oh, hell yes – are you kidding me?” Monique responded. “At least I get to come home to you, Hon.” She walked over to him and engaged him in a passionate kiss. “And that’s enough to make me feel-”
“Alright – uh, dinner’s ready,” Ron interrupted. “Spaghetti, if you’re wonderin’. Nothin’ like a pile of carbohydrates to help one regain energy they lost!” He smiled. “Oh, don’t worry – tomato sauce, too.”
Monique smiled. “You always know what I need, Ron… How?”
Ron slid his arms around her waist and whispered into her ear. “Mystical Monkey Instinct.”
All Monique could do was laugh.
“Kimmie, Kimmie, Kimmie…Can’t you respect your mother?”
“SHUT UP! YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER! You’re just a monster disguised as my mother…”
“And you just shot a 12-year old child, Kimmie. Wouldn’t that make you a monster?”
“I DIDN’T KILL HIM!”
“You hit him in the shoulder…He’s bleeding badly. Still think you’re not the monst-”
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP! JUST….JUST DIE!”
BANG!
Kim woke with a start as the flash faded – and jumped nearly a mile when a hand touched her shoulder.
“Thunderstorm…” Shego mumbled.
Kim looked outside. Sure enough, there came the low rumble of thunder a few moments later. She sighed – and feeling arms snake around her shoulders, she turned to Shego and smiled. “Thank you.”
Shego nuzzled closer to Kim, letting the warmth of their bodies touching help settle Kim down. “Yeah, whatever – got like 5 seconds to fall asleep in my arms here before I start to get cranky, Princess…”
Underneath the sheets, Kim wrapped her legs around Shego’s – then embraced her and fell back asleep.
“So, Kim hasn’t found out yet?” asked Monique, putting the empty plate in the sink.
Ron shook his head. “I’ve been avoiding her all week, specifically so she doesn’t.”
“Oh good. She’s gonna be so surprised.”
“Oh, you have no idea…” Ron grinned.
“C’mon, Kim – stupid thunderstorm gimping our plans - just have to pick a dress you already have!”
“Yeah, yeah!” Kim dug through her closet. “Hmm… Ah! I bugged out at how she looked in that dress – now it’s payback time…” Kim snickered as she took the outfit off of its hangar and quickly changed.
“KIM! C’MON! HURRY UP, WILL YA’? GONNA BE LA–” Shego froze in much the same way Kim had in Hot Topic when Kim came down the stairs in the turquoise two-piece. Both the top and the skirt were quite mini, and showed off a lot of Kim’s bare midriff and bare legs. “Hominahominahomina…”
Kim chuckled. “I thought you’d like it…Now, c’mon, snap out of it so we can get over there on time.”
A playful slap to the cheek, and Shego broke out of her daze. “Er, uh – right, Kimmie…Yeah, let’s go.”
They walked out to Shego’s car and headed for the party.
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“Uh…Shego? I think you went into the wrong room…” Kim said as she fumbled her way in the dark.
Then the lights in the room turned on all at once, blinding her temporarily.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KIM!” cried Shego, the Tweebs, Mr. Possible, Ron, His parents, Monique, Brick Flagg and the MU football team – and nearly every single person Kim had ever helped out - ever.
“W-Gah!” Kim was so stunned she almost didn’t react when Shego cheerfully glomped her from behind.
“It’s August 24th, sillyhead!” Shego reminded her. “Don’t tell me you forgot your own birthday now?”
“Uh, actually-” Kim hunched downward and blushed a deep red. “I did…”
“Well, let me remind you, then!” Shego grinned, stepping back - and crooned in the most delicate voice:
“Happy birthday, Kih-mee…
Happy birthday, Kih-mee…
You’ve helped out so many…
Happy birthday, Kih-mee!”
Kim was covering her face with her table’s tablecloth, she was blushing so hard when Shego finished. “Shego, that was – that was so beautiful!” she declared, whilst everyone around clapped in agreement.
Shego smiled and engulfed Kim in a huge hug. “And so are you, sweetie. It was only fitting.”
Ron looked at Rufus. “Sorry, little buddy, no “And you smell like one, too” this year.”
“Aww…” sighed Rufus.
“There’s always next year, Rufus,” Monique reminded the naked mole rat.
“Yeah! Next year, next year!” the animal chittered.
“Or, we could just do it at your birthday party – girlfriend…” Ron waggled his eyebrows.
“Yeah –not on your life,” giggled Monique. “Maybe my wedding.” She looked at a placard on the wall.
“Then it’ll be that,” Ron said.
“Huh?” She looked back at the table. Everyone was looking at them. But Ron wasn’t in his seat. “Ron? Where’d you g-” She gasped as she discovered where he was: Right in front of her, down on his knees.
Ron took out a small jewelry case and held it up. Opening it revealed a ring with a diamond crown on it.
“I’m sorry if I’m stealing the thunder of our esteemed women, but – Monique? Will you marry me?”
“Is that…Pain King’s crown?” Monique asked, looking at the ring.
Ron nodded.
Monique enveloped Ron in a huge hug. “YES!” she said – as everyone around her clapped and cheered.
Shego looked at Kim with her signature grin. “Hey Kimmie – for once, you won a bet with me.”
“And what exactly did I bet?” asked Kim.
“I got a bonus present back at the house just waiting for you to unwrap it when we get home.”
Kim grinned. “And how much will I like this present?”
“Oh, believe me – you’re going to love it,” Shego grinned back, batting her eyelashes.
“MUSIC TIME!” Brick yelled.
As soon as he hit the switch, the lights went out, and two spotlights came on from the other side of the room to reveal Josh Mankey’s band – who immediately launched into a slow cover of a Billy Joel song.
“Uhp - Our cue!” said Ron, extending his hand out. “Care to join me in a dance, Madam Monique?”
“Of course – Sir Ron…” Monique deadpanned, taking his hand, kissing him as they slowdanced away.
So enamored were they with each other, they didn’t notice the odd couple on the dance floor.
“Shego, honestly – tomorrow we’re just gonna sit and talk, because there’s too many things about you I’m still discovering – like how you can sing wonderfully, and you can dance even better than Ron…”
Shego smiled as the Kim drew even closer to hr. “Yeah. That sounds like a good time, Hon.”
They looked at each other with deep passion – and locked their lips in one steamy makeout session.
Brick Flagg just sat back, observing. “Dude, those two are so made for each other…”
Ron and Monique took a break from dancing. “Hey, they’re dancin’,” Ron noted. “10 bucks. Pay up.”
“Aw, man – I was hoping you wouldn’t notice…” Brick fished for his wallet as Monique giggled.
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“Because you don’t ask for money for your world-saving services, this check for 2 million will be going to numerous charities and hospitals around the nation. You helped us, Kim. We should help them.”
Kim was beet red as she accepted the check.
“And we’ve got one more present!”
“Huh?” Kim asked – then saw Shego walking towards her with an article of clothing resting on a pillow. “Here, Kimmie – I made you your own honorary Team Go uniform, because you lost that Battle Suit!”
“Shego – I…” Kim never finished her sentence - overwhelmed, she just hugged and kissed her lover.
Kim looked out the windows at the passing storm. “Looks like we’re gonna have a red sky tonight.”
“Well, you know what they say about those, Kimmie,” said Shego, turning around to close the trapdoor over the stairs they’d put in – giving them some very much-needed privacy to do whatever they wanted.
Kim grinned. “I think it’s time for me to unwrap my last present…”
The dress came off soon as the trapdoor shut. Kim released her garments too, and kissed Shego as the sun set on the storm. The light washed through the windows of Kim’s room, bathing everything in red as the lovers embraced, fell on the bed, and instantly lost themselves in the gasps of each other’s pleasure.
END CHAPTER THIRTEEN (REWRITE)