I knew that stealing a ‘Top Secret’ death laser from Global Justice was a bad idea. Not one of the stupidest things I’ve done for Drakken, but one of the more serious it seemed.
I soon found out that it was the worst thing I could have done. During my escape I got nicked by some kind of nut who was brandishing a sword. That’s right a sword.
It’s the freaking twenty-first century and the defenders of the world are still using swords. Needless to say the thought amuses me. What they found out from my blood sample they had generously gotten from the incident did not.
It seems that the comet had mutated the genes in my body in a way that I’m fairly similar to some kind of bug. A firefly to be specific. Granted fireflies can’t melt solid steel doors, or knock out people with a touch but I’m talking genes here.
At least it explains the glowing and green skin, right?
Needless to say this discovery has given Global Justice a surprising insight. I’m just a large and dangerous bug that needs to be squashed. I’m not sure how exactly they managed to come to this conclusion, especially since I’m a lot better looking than one of those bugs, not to mention I don’t have the right physical build to be a firefly.
So the manhunt began. They were very nice to Drakken about the whole deal. He kicks me out or his lab gets a four-hundred megaton Hydrogen Bomb dropped on it. After all giant bugs need to be extremely wiped out to ensure that they never return, or so the story goes it seems.
I was pink slipped immediately. He was kind enough to explain it all though, but only after I made a point of commenting that I’d scorch off a particular part of his body of his that he’d miss a lot.
And now, homeless, and all of my assets seized, after all bugs don’t get property, money or anything else, and hunted I turned to every contact I could think of.
Surprisingly Global Justice had made sure to put it out that I’m to be killed on site for a very nice award.
That left one option I was hoping I’d never have to use. That very option is why I’m hiding under a bed at three in the morning waiting for the person to show up so I can beg for help.
That’s right, me, Shego, beg for help. Try not to laugh too much about it please.
My eyes shut automatically as the overhead light switched on. It’s a silly reaction because the light was barely a light glow, but I did it anyways. Slowly I opening an eye I slid towards the edge of the bed.
She was changing, those pale legs seemingly to go on forever then ending abruptly in a pair of boxer briefs. It was humorous to think that she of all people wore male underpants, but it fit as well.
I forced myself to suppress a snicker as a midriff t-shirt was slid on, as well as a pair of pajama pants that features stars on a dark pink background. Much to my surprise those stars glowed when the light was flicked off, and she slid under the covers, a content sigh escaping her lips.
Now the hard part. I slowly wiggled forward, making sure to avoid her sweaty mission clothes that had been tossed on the floor some time earlier in the day, and managed to get out from under the bed.
I had to thank the higher powers that no one saw that ungraceful act in progress. I could thank them later…I had more important things to do right now.
Slowly I crept back towards the bed and squatted down next to it, reaching out and nudging the sleeping teenager.
For the record she has amazing reflexes for a sleeping person. I barely got my forearm up in time to stop a back hand that I’m sure would have knocked out a tooth or two. “Come on Princess…no fighting, please? I need your help.”
“’Ego?” She mumbled sleepily as she rolled over and tried to look at me without opening her eyes.
I smiled despite the situation I was facing right then, the girl looks damned cute half-asleep. I snapped back out of it again, mentally kicking myself for thinking the girl was cute. “Yes…it’s Shego.” I avoided eye contact with her, which was easy because she hadn’t opened her eyes yet.
“But Global Justice said your some kind of weird firefly thing…and they’re trying to kill you.”
I nodded, “So you’ve heard too…” I sighed, trying to find the best way to explain it to her, without freaking her out. After all, she was my last hope, getting her upset was a bad idea, even though seeing her getting all flustered was fun, it was a bad idea right then. “That’s why I’m here…I need someplace to hide out…someplace safe…and everything else fell through…so I came to you Pumpkin…So what do you say…can I stay around?”
Her eyes were open now, staring right into my hope filled sight ones. “You’ll quit stealing?”
I nodded.
“No doing anything illegal?”
I nodded faster now.
“So you’ll be a law abiding citizen?”
I stopped nodding, “If I could still be a citizen, yes. Since I’m legally a giant firefly, I’ll be a law abiding bug if it means I don’t get killed in the name of protecting humanity.”
I could see that she was thinking very carefully about it as she tried to wake her brain up enough to make a logic, and just decision.
“Yes…but only because I think this whole thing is sneaky, cruel, and beyond insane. As soon as we get you deemed ‘human’ again you’re gone, got it?”
I nodded again, “Deal….um…mind if I share the bed at least for the night…I only have this one cat suit and it’s a summer model…and as you can tell…it’s snowing outside.”
She smiled, which was confusing, well for me. It was hard to read exactly what her expression said exactly, I’d never seen it on her face before. It was familiar though, causing me to think I’d seen it before.
“As long as you don’t hog the blanket alright? We’ll sort this out better in the morning when I’m awake…” She let out a small yawn and was gone again, a small snore escaping out of her lips.
Did I mention she looks cute when asleep too? I kicked off my footgear and slid under the thick quilt, snuggling next to her, trying to warm back up.
While under her bed certainly was a safe place to hide, it was very cold, making me suspicious that the heat in the house wasn’t up that high. Figures, the parents make a lot of money with their lines of work and they’re cheap on the heat.
I let my eyes open slowly as I came too. In the week I’d been on the run that night was the best night of sleep I’d gotten.
Though the great night’s sleep being followed by a peep show of sorts was a little much to get from a host. At least the first night.
Kim was changing again, trying to pick a bra to go with the clothes she wanted to wear for the day. I couldn’t help myself, I just had to say something, “The black lacy one Pumpkin, it goes best with those jockeys and your shirt.”
I could almost hear her heart beating franticly as she covered herself, a blush creeping onto her face.
Did I mention she’s cute when she’s flustered? I know it’s wrong to keep saying she’s cute, but it’s hard to deny the truth of the matter. Even if she’s female, and my arch nemesis/ caring host.
“Shego! No peeking!” She was flustered. It was obvious that she was a prude, but that’s alright I could teach her to flaunt it if I got the chance.
I rolled over and pretended to look at the wall on the other side of the room, peeking back to see her pick the bra I suggested.
“Alright….it’s clear…” I rolled back over and sat up, stretching carefully so that I stuck my chest out just a little as my back cracked. She was watching, and quickly looked away with that funny look on her face again.
I really needed to know what that look meant.
“Umm…Shego…I’ve talked to Wade and he’s trying to find some legal standing to get GJ’s findings overruled. I’ve got to go to Ron’s so I can get him on the brainstorming as well.”
I rolled my head, my neck cracking before I slid out of the bed, my feet touching the cool flooring with mild complaints. “May I come with? I need to know what’s being decided on my fate…”
Kim was thinking about it. You could tell because her face had that ‘Brain at Work’ look to it and the wheels could be heard turning in it. “I’ve got a better idea in that case…I’ll call Ron and have him come here. I’d rather not let the ‘rents know you’re here just yet alright?”
I faked a pout, trying to be teasing, “What? Embarrassed to have me over? Am I really that embarrassing?”
The girl shook her head, “More like that much of a criminal, remember?”
I sighed, “Not anymore, now I’m just a law abiding giant bug.” It sucked to be a bug. I mean they get no benefits. Well cockroaches do, but only if trash or a nuclear blast is involved, other than that there’s nothing. Could have been worse, I could have been deemed a flea. Now that’d suck…a flea…
Yes, I’m going to count my blessings on this one. Better to be a glowing bug than a blood sucking one.
A/N: And thus the first chapter of this challenge is finished.
Yes, I got weird. But I just saw Go Team Go, and figured it just made sense. After all there are a lot of things that can glow if they want, and everyone knows what a firefly is, so I just went with it.
So, yes, I am really that weird to declare Shego is a bug.