One major advantage to being a Biology project is that Kim was able to bring me to school. And bringing me to school meant that I could get out of her house, and do something.
Something entailed sitting in her classes, my leash tied to her desk, and doodling on pieces of paper. But it also meant that I got to spend time wandering around, seeing what she was like with her friends.
It was fun.
Until we got to Biology. A large man, obviously Ex-Special Forces, was teaching the class. I gathered he was Mr. Barkin, mostly from the name on the board, and his ranting about class projects.
And me. It was obvious to see the man didn’t like the thought of a woman in a collar being a project, much less one of his student’s pets.
“What’s his problem?” It was later, as every partnered group was working on their projects; Kim and Bonnie were no different as they pulled their desks together.
“It’s simple,” Kim explained for me while she dug a notebook out of her bag. “He’s the substitute for more than half the school on pretty much any day. It makes him irritable.”
“Ah.”
Bonnie had a pencil and was sketching something, “Hold still will you…? I can’t sketch our subject if she won’t sit still.”
I sighed and sat still as Bonnie sketched.
“So…where you born?” Kim was asking questions while Bonnie worked on her sketch.
“Go City.”
“Real name?”
“Shego.” I smirked, “Or it is now.”
Kim scribbled a few notes, “Alright…how about this…'unique characteristics that separate you from the average glowing insect?'”
I smiled, “Ability to manipulate the light outside of my body in the form of a glow of sorts, throw it, tazer people with it, and my personal favorite, and carve graffiti into walls.” I was smug about the last one. It was hard to top the fact I could slice my name into water towers, buildings, boats, anything that could melt, even a little could bear my giant signature.
It was the easiest way to be larger than life.
I moaned a little as someone started rubbing my head, just behind my ear. My head tipped following the gentle finger as it trailed away. I leaned too far though, and found myself lying on the floor. “That. Was. Mean.”
Bonnie was smirking, “For an insect she acts like a kitten.”
Kim was smiling, “I guess even insects love a good scratch behind their ears.”
Kim was sitting on the love seat looking over her notes. “This is what doesn’t make sense. Fireflies have wings, exoskeletons; their glow is a chemical reaction inside their body not to mention are cold-blooded. You don’t have wings, your skeleton is on the inside, and your glow is on the outside, not to mention you’re warm blooded. You have a strange addiction to keeping warm, but you produce your own body heat. So according to all of this, you’re a mammal, not an insect. But according to your genes you’re the opposite. Now tell me; how is that possible?”
I looked up at here, “I don’t know. I’m a legally a mutant bug. Though from what you said…I should have six limbs, wings, and a glowing butt. Mind you it’d be a sexy glowing butt, but a glowing butt all the same. I don’t want a glowing butt.” I tried to look cute about it.
“Shego…glowing or not, it’s still a sexy butt.” Kim smiled and started charting things on her paper again.
I smiled. Score one for me.
My plan was a simple one. Hell it was stupid. But it would work…I hoped. I needed to let her know how I felt…to finally admit the truth to her…
Granted I don’t plan things very well when it comes to trying to explain things, but no one is perfect.
I fingered my collar and looked at the sleeping girl next to me.
Yes, I’d tell her how I felt.
Granted it’d break the girl Bonnie’s heart, but the girl could move on. I on the other hand had invested too much time in making sure Kimmie was there, that she was around to just give her up.
In a strange way Global Justice had given me a chance to move on. I’d given up everything as it was, so it wouldn’t be hard to just move on and start a new life.
But I’m rambling because I’m tired. So I should get some sleep.
I smiled as I quenched my thoughts and kissed Kim’s forehead gently. A small smile crept onto her face as she squirmed a little closer; my arms wrapping around her sleeping form.
Yes, thinking could come later, because right now I needed to just be close to her.
The week went smoothly, wake up, get ready, and go to school with Kim. During the day I scribbled random doodles, mostly stick figure comics, but during Biology I was a model for Bonnie’s sketches, and Kim’s questions.
I’ll have to say this much, Bonnie can draw. I don’t mean stick figures, I mean draw. She drew pictures of me, sketches of my hands, my glow, of me. It was honoring to see such detail poured out onto paper. I’m not sure why she did it, but it was nice to see that much detail…that much passion in her work on those pieces of paper.
Biology was Kim’s last class of the day, which was followed by cheer practice. I sat on the bleachers for this, and it was great to be able see her so alive, so happy doing something.
I noticed something though as I watched Kim and the rest of the squad though. There was one blonde girl who kept trying to be close to a particular brunette.
I watched as the routine was finished. Yes, the blonde had made sure she was near Bonnie, and I’m sure she sneaked a peak or two up the brunette’s skirt when she held her up over her head.
But I could have been imagining it all in my hopes that I could have Kim to myself.
Right?
“Kimmie?”
“Hmmm?” She rolled over and looked at me, her tired eyes trying to stay open so she could talk to her pet. She had that look I couldn’t read on her face. It was cute, and I repressed my urge to nuzzle her because of it. Affection could wait. I needed to know something.
“The blonde girl who was doing most of those…” I paused, trying to find the right word. “…cheers with Bonnie…who was she?”
The look disappeared as Kim stared at me, her eyes wide in shock. “You…don’t like Tara do you?”
I could have started laughing right there, “Kim…I don’t even know here…I was just curious. Wait a moment…you were jealous weren’t you?”
She was blushing, “Was not…I was worried that you’d…want to leave.”
I was smiling ear to ear now. It was hard to resist the opportunity this was for me. “Kim…I’m enjoying this too much to leave, even after you get this problem fixed…and I’m…allowed to be human again…I want to stay.”
“Why? You don’t want to go back to the way things were?”
“Why? You like fighting me? Having to stop me from stealing time in and time out?”
“No…I…” She trailed off, staring at me, a look in her eyes trying to understand me, to know what I wanted.
“Night Pumpkin.” She was like a fish staring down the bait now…I had to know if she’d bite now.
I rolled over so my back was to her, and snuggled in like I was ready to go to sleep.
A moment.
Then another.
Something pulled on my shoulder, rolling me back over, something pressing against my lips. I didn’t fight it though as her lips were pressed against mine, instead I pulled her closer.
We slowly pulled apart and looked at each other, the two of us trying not to go into shock. I smiled, and Kim’s face lit up, those perfect lips forming a gentle curve.
The perfect angel…my owner. And the woman I’ve obsessed over since I first saw her. Only a few years younger than me, saving the world with ease…and making me think I had everything so totally wrong when I had became a villain.
Maybe I did…but I had it right this time.
I smiled as I drifted off to sleep, the happy teenager in my arms. Looks like I win Bonnie…Kimmie’s all mine.
A/N: So Kim and Shego hook up, despite circumstances, what about Bonnie’s chase for Kim? And what of Tara? How much longer will Shego have to deal with being an animal?
I’m not telling.