Kim Possible was the hero of the free world. Or at least that is what everyone insisted. She was also the captain of the cheerleading squad, had a genius family, and lived what most people called ‘a perfect life’. It was anything but.
Sure she had great friends, and the missions had their challenges, but it always felt like there was a part of her soul that was missing. Something she should be able to have, but was being denied by the very universe.
Needless to say this led to a lot of sitting around and moping in her free time. Sometimes at home, other times where ever she was at. It really didn’t matter who was there, or where she was, she just had the irresistible urge to mope.
“KP? Earth to KP? Heeeeeellllllooooo?”
“Oh…sorry Ron. Must have zoned out again.”
“Geez, all you do anymore is zone out. And when you zone out you look depressed.”
Kim poked at the contents of her tray in front of her that the school insisted was food, and edible. For a moment she thought the meatloaf moved, but it turned out to have the consistency of jello, and jiggled menacely at her. She tried to not make a face as she stared at it with contempt.
“KP, check this out!”
She looked up as Ron blew a bubble the size of his head. “Ron, you know gum isn’t allowed in school.
Ron casually sucked the bubble back in, “It’s not gum. It’s government produced string cheese.”
“One, that’s disgusting, and two, ewwwwwwww,” She kept herself from shuddering. Needless to say she really didn’t approve of school food.
The rest of the day on the other hand was filled with a lack of excitement. The tedious nature and monotony of it all threatened to bore the red head to death. Considering how boring school was, it really wasn’t a surprise that she saved the world for kicks.
Trudging home from school, as per her daily routine, by herself she sighed. She really didn’t for the fake Mexican food Ron did, and actually chose to avoid the Bueno Nacho because of it.
She stopped in the park and plopped down on a bench with a sigh. She honestly wondered if life was meant to be so boring.
“Princess, I hope you don’t mind but I’m taking this seat.” A woman with raven colored hair slumped down next to Kim. The red head looked up with mild interest, her mild interest changing into a major one as she looked over her new bench mate. The woman was dressed in a green and black jumpsuit of sorts, and a dark green trench coat.
“Will you quit staring at me?”
“You-You called me Princess.”
“Yeah, your point?”
Kim shook her head and stared up towards the clouds, “Nobody ever calls me Princess…”
The other woman sighed, “Okay, you’re boring me Pumpkin, so let’s just call it good here.”
“Okay, the nicknames are cute, but seriously, what’s with the get-up?”
The woman glared, “None of your business.” She got up and staggered away from the bench. Her slow movement gave away how hungry she was, and how starved she had been.
Kim couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity for the woman. Pity turned to concern as the woman slumped and collapsed on the ground.
Shego was confused to say the least. She had been talking to a fairly cute, something that was beyond her understand why she though that, girl, and had let her temper get the best of her. Her best was that she had another black out.
She rubbed her head and looked around. The room had more pink than she personally liked, but it was alright with her. At least someone had cared enough to not leave her lying in the park.
That’s when she walked in, the red head. The girl who had actually questioned her. Actually challenged her very thoughts. It had been a long time since someone had dared to do that to her. It was good to know that some people still cared enough to do that.
“Good, I was worried there. Don’t worry, this is my room. Sorry about the mess.”
Shego smirked, “Reminds me of my room….only a lot more pink.”
“If you live near here I can walk you home.”
Shego shook her head, “No where near here. And it’s nowhere to go back to anyways.”
“Oh.”
Shego’s growling stomach broke the silence. She tried to hide a blush as embarrassment kicked in.
“I’d offer to cook something for you, but I lit the microwave on fire making a TV dinner before.”
Shego smirked, “I’ll settle for anything that won’t get me killed to make it.” She crawled off the bed and half-walked, half-staggered over to Kim. Leaning on the red head she wrapped an arm around her, “To the kitchen!”
The two managed their way down the stairs without too much trouble. But finding edible contents of the refrigerator was a bit harder.
“Is this a brain?”
“Close, brain loaf, a sick little idea of my mother’s.”
Shego regarded the brain loaf with disgust as she browsed the fridge. Settling on a slice of old pizza she closed the refrigerator. “Thanks. Why are you doing this for me?”
Kim shrugged, “Kind of my shtick. I save the world, and help people.”
Shego nodded, “Thanks Princess.”
“Actually it’s Kim.”
“Oh….”
“Kimmicub! I’m home!”
“Kitchen, Dad!”
“Ahhh…there you are Kimmicub. Who’s your new friend?’
“I’m Shego…I’m new here.”
“Ahhh…good to see Kimmicub is meeting new people. Nice cat suit too.” Mr. Possible waved as he walked out of the kitchen.
“That was random.”
Kim shook her head, “That’s my father for you. So….um….do you have somewhere you need to be? Because if not…you can spend the night here.”
Shego tried to avoid gagging on the last bite of pizza. Somewhere that wasn’t freezing cold to stay, not to mention the promise of a shower. “If you don’t mind having me here…”
Kim grinned, “Anything’s better than being stuck in the same old monotony around here.”
“Saving the world is monotonous?” Shego raised an eyebrow.
“Naturally. There’s only so many different kinds of villains. Not to mention only so many different plots to take over the world.”
Shego leaned against the counter, “Really now? Like what?”
Kim traced a squiggle in the air with one hand, “Duff Killigan wants to turn the world into his personal golf course because he’s too irritable for a normal golf course, and got himself banned world wide.”
“Sounds like a dream.”
“Then we have this jerk named Monty Fisk. He’s trying to take over the world and become Lord of the Monkeys or some.”
“A bit primal. Any others?”
“Well only one more worth mentioning, a man who calls himself Dr. Drakken. From what I’ve dug up he makes and sells weapons, then uses the funding to try and take over the world.”
Shego nodded solemnly, “And this is monotonous?”
“Death lasers, mystic monkey powers, and exploding golf balls get tiring to deal with over and over.”
Shego nodded, “I can see your point. The town I used to live in was constantly plagued by villains and mad men. One guy even held the city with a Hyper Death Bomb.”
Kim’s interest was perked, “Really now? What happened?”
Shego looked down, “His plan unraveled and he jumped off of the roof he was on.”
Kim made a face, “Seen that happen before.” She shook her head, “I got lucky it was a two story. He broke both legs, but needless to say I am a lot more careful about fighting on roof tops.”
Shego nodded absent mindedly, and decided to change the subject, “I don’t suppose I could borrow your shower?”
Kim smirked, “Alright, but let’s find something else for you to wear shall we?”
Trying to find clothes that fit Shego wasn’t easy, namely because she was taller, not to mention her waist and bust were bigger too. They settled on a t-shirt that was much to large for either of them and some pajama bottoms that were about six inches too short on the taller woman. But anything was better than wearing dirty clothing after a good shower.
Kim blushed, “You…you don’t have any…um…”
“The cat suit doesn’t fit if I wear underwear Kimmie.”
“Ya…D…st….” Kim stammered.
“Easy princess….deep breaths. Honestly for someone who says saving the world is boring, you are very easily flustered.”
Kim blushed deeper, “Sorry….I’m don’t usually talk about another woman’s…you know……”
“Kimmie…it’s called underwear. You’re allowed to say it you know.”
“I’m sorry….I just…err…that is…”
“Let me guess….you’re scared that you might secretly like women?”
Kim’s face matched her hair, “I’m going to let you take that shower now.”
Shego sighed; it was fun to tease the redhead. Too fun. She had honestly never enjoyed poking someone’s buttons before in her life. It was exhilarating, exciting, and it was giving her a sense of completeness. Or maybe it was the pizza.
She turned the water one and let the heat build up before she climbed into the shower. The hot water felt good on her, as it splashed against her pale green skin. It was hard to deny she’d been needing it. Harder still to deny how good the water was making her feel. She pulled a couple of twigs out of her hair as she scrubbed her hair. The shampoo was strawberry, and it’s color reminded her of the girl who was playing host to her.
She tried to force the thought from her mind, but the thought of Kim lingered. It was as if it wanted to make her get obsessed over the red head. Though she was cute.
Damn it, females and cute don’t fit in the same sentence. Shego scolded herself as she tried to focus on something more important. Relaxing under the hot water was much more important than obsessing over her host.
It wasn’t working and with a sad sigh she shut off the water. The foreign invaders in her mind didn’t leave her though until she had managed to dry off, and get dressed.
Kim was in her room when Shego managed to get back. “Feeling better?”
Shego nodded, “Much. Thank-you. You have no idea.”
Kim grinned, “I got lost in the Andes for a month after a bout with Drakken. I think I have a little idea.”
Come on Shego. You know you want too.
Who the hell are you?
Your….naughty side.
Great. Just what I need, personal demons.
Not quite. More like your libido perking up to let you know it’s bored.
Fuck.
Shego plopped down on the bed and let herself fall over. “So what else do you do?”
“Cheerlead. Mostly to keep myself flexible.”
“Crappy thing to do, but it’s a good reason I suppose.”
Kim sighed, “I know. I mostly do it because it pisses off Bonnie.”
“Bonnie?”
“Annoying Bitch Queen of the Damned that goes to my school.”
“Oooooohhh….one of those,” Shego said thoughtfully.
Kim leaned back and the bed, not really paying attention to the fact that it was like she was half snuggled to the other woman.
She’s right there Shego.
SHUT UP. I AM NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON.
That’s what you think. You know you like her. You know you were thinking about what she looks like naked.
I was not!
That’s what you think. I’m YOUR libido Shego, and I was thinking it, which means you were too.
I am not a lesbian!
Didn’t say you were. Though you obviously have an interest in HER.
“Something wrong?”
“No Princess.”
“Then why are you scowling?”
“Why is your face hovering over mine?”
Kim smirked, “Why are we whispering?”
“Okay, so we’re both nuts.”
Kim slid off of Shego, and lay next to her, “Perhaps. But then again I can’t speak for you seeing as I don’t know you.”
“Pumpkin, I’m as crazy as you if not worse.”
“We seriously need to talk about these nicknames.”
“But Kimmie, I love the nicknames.”
“Alright, they’re cute. But you didn’t even know me when you started to use them.”
“Easiest away to keep people from knowing me.”
“Doesn’t work on me though.”
Shego smirked, “I noticed.”
Kim blushed, “So…how…um….how are we arranging to sleep tonight? One takes the bed and the other the floor? One on the couch and the other one the bed?”
“Better idea. We both take the bed.” Shego wanted to slap herself for saying it. She did not just suggest sharing a bed with another woman. A cute woman, but another woman regardless.
“Sounds like a plan then.” Kim made a silent wish that Shego wouldn’t notice the Pandaroo toy that she slept with.
Bad libido!
Don’t blame me; that was –your- idea to share the same bed.
Inside herself Shego groaned. It was bad enough she was lusting, but it was worse that she lusting after another woman. She was glad there someone in the world who actually gave a damn, but her libido was a curse that growing because of it.
“Kimmie….?”
“Yes Shego?”
“Libidos suck.”
Kim snickered, “You’re making no sense you know that?”
“Damn skippy. Mysterious is the best way to be.”
“In your case it’s more like a bit lacking on the mysterious, and packing heavily on the senseless.”
Shego poked her hostess, “Says you Little Miss Bored.”
Kim brought her face over Shego’s, “Oh, I’m not bored anymore.”
Their lips met. Shego’s heart was racing. She couldn’t read the other girl, and this shocked her to no end. But it was good. It was magic…It was something she had been needing.
Kim was mentally scolding herself for her stupidity. She was kissing a stranger. A cute stranger though. A stranger that looked like she needed some love. Besides, she could do anything, which included love a person she barely knew.
Cheesy chapter ending, but hey, this part is just beginning! You can scold me all you want though. I won’t blame you a bit.