Kim knew something was missing when she woke up. It wasn’t the covers, or the pillow, she looked around, and strained her ears trying to figure it out.
There was no noise other than the faint jingle from her collar. There was nothing.
Kim curled up in a ball. She was alone. Again.
“Ron…?”
“Don’t ‘Ron’ me KP. I’m not falling for your ‘Puppy Dog Pout’ again. I have a date, and that’s it.”
Kim sighed and looked down, “I just need your help…saving the world is too much work to do on my own…”
Ron whirled around, “TOO MUCH WORK? I’ll tell you what is too much work! I’ve pined after you since Pre-K, and you never got it! Not once did you seem to pick up the hint! And now that I find someone who actually cares about me for me, you go and start needing my help!”
Kim winced at his words. She honestly hadn’t caught on that he had liked her.
“You know what Kim? We’re through. I don’t see the point in trying to be your sidekick anymore. You’re too self-centered to give a shit anyways.”
Ron closed the door and left Kim on the porch. His words had stung. She stumbled down the steps and into the darkness, like a shade in the night.
Her family hadn’t been much help. They were supporting, but they didn’t get it. They just kept telling her that she needed to calm down and just hope for the best. Then eventually it turned into talks about letting go and moving on with her life.
So she moved on. Moved on and disappeared one night right out of Middleton, and drifted from place to place. She was only a shadow of her former self, and couldn’t find someplace that really felt good to be.
And then she found Shego.
The woman’s very movement, very attitude had intrigued Kim. And she couldn’t help but feel the need to wait, and watch, to see if the woman would be around again.
That’s how she had met Shego.
The idea to be Shego’s pet was just step forward in her relationship with her reluctant friend. She need affection, and it was a perfect excuse to get it.
And so Kim Possible died, and Kimmie the Kitten was born.
Shego didn’t bother to be stealthy coming home; after all it was her apartment. She dropped a duffel bag by the door and partially unzipped her cat suit. The clothing looked good, and was useful to work in, but it didn’t breathe very well.
She didn’t even get a chance to kick off her boots after closing the door as a slight jingle warned her that her pet was nearby. Shego didn’t get a chance to figure out where as she was before being hit from behind in a strong hug.
“Pumpkin, you need to let go. I’m tired and sore right now.”
“But I missed you.”
“Be that as it may, I need a shower.”
Kim didn’t let go though, “You smell like smoke.”
“I was working. Now please let go.”
Kim started sniffling.
“I’m going to get the squirt bottle.”
Kim let go, and disappeared under the kitchen table. It didn’t matter if she was a real cat or not, she hated being squirted.
Shego smiled triumphantly and kicked her boots off.
The hot water was what she needed after that bit of arson she had done. It was the result of an email, and a portion of the payment up front, as per her rules, that she had received. It was a fairly simple job really. The place was surprisingly just outside of town, and was no longer being lived in. It was a historical landmark of some kind, and the new owner wanted to discreetly level the place so that he could turn around and sell the land to a contracting company so they could build a mall.
While Shego didn’t care why she was getting paid for most of her jobs she still checked why, mostly to prevent from doing something unusually cruel, like burning down an orphanage.
After all, what had orphans ever done to her?
She sighed and reached for the towel but it was missing. She slid open the shower curtain a bit and peered through the steam for it.
She frowned as she quickly realized all the towels that had been stacked up neatly on the shelf above the toilet were also missing.
That meant one of two things. Either she had forgotten to do laundry and was out of towels, which seemed unlikely as she had done it only a couple days before. Which left the other option, her pet had managed to sneak into the bathroom without her noticing and steal them all.
She carefully opened the door and looked out into her apartment, “Princess? I need a towel!”
“They’re in the bathroom with you!”
“They are not! Did you take them?”
Kim felt insulted, she hadn’t touched the towels in there, “No! Haven’t been in there since that weird lady was over.”
Shego raised an eyebrow, “The one with an eye patch?”
Kim was in Shego’s field of vision now, “Exactly!”
Shego growled and slammed the door. Betty had hidden her towels. Probably some crazed trick to see if she could sway Shego’s orientation through an embarrassing situation. Shego shook her head, it sounded like the plot to a cheap porno, and Betty had been a fan of those back in high school.
Not one to give into poor planning Shego opted for option C, and lit her hands up. The hot plasma quickly started to cause more steam to rise as she used it to speed dry the water off of her body.
It wasn’t the best abuse of her powers, but it was at least one of the more useful ones.
She slinked out of the bathroom covering herself with her cat suit. Normally she’d be wrapped in a towel, or saunter naked to her bedroom for some clothes, but with her new pet she was feeling a lot less open for the second option. Not to mention the first option was out of the question without any towels in the apartment.
Unfortunately for Shego she hadn’t planned on Kim being in the bedroom. The red head was curled on the bed, looking like she was asleep. Shego growled with irritation and managed to keep herself from yelling at the girl.
While Shego hunted frantically for clothing, Kim couldn’t help but smirk at her mistress’s prudish behavior. She continued her behavior though, and squirmed a little in her “sleep” to get a better view.
Shego smiled triumphantly. She had managed to get dressed without exposing herself to her sleeping pet. Though she was still trying to decide if the girl was sleeping or not. That was a problem for later though.
Kim waited after Shego left the room, and then faked a sleeping face as she padded out of the bedroom.
“Good, you’re up.”
Kim was confused, “Why…?”
“Because you’ve been wearing the same clothes for the past few days now. Besides, we need new towels,” Shego stated flatly.
“Oh.” Kim was still confused. Her go out in public with her mistress? It was a strange and new idea.
“And no, you are not to cling to me in public. Understand?”
Kim sighed dejectedly, and nodded. Shego had read her mind it seemed.
“Good. Now get a coat from the closet, it’s nippy outside.”
Author’s Notes: So we end this chapter! Nothing to add for once!
Next Chapter: Shego and Kim go shopping…how will Kim act in public?