Through the hole in the wooden dressing room door, Kim saw Shego come flying towards her, recklessly as always. The little fake gold statue she'd used to jam the door wouldn't work to stop her, Kim knew.
There was only one thing she could do.
The door smashed into a pieces and Shego landed in front of her. And exactly in the path of a stream of pink shampoo. Lather, rinse and OBEY settled on her hair and Shego's face went blank much like her mind did.
Kim sighed and with her current enemy now harmless, turned to…
Wait.
There was still time. Probably. She didn't have to go stop Drakken just yet. She could take a moment to talk to Shego. Convince her to give up evil. Turn her good again, maybe even make her a hero. If you thought of everything Shego had done, everything she would still do, to prevent all that with a few simple words…
But… could she really do that? Would that really be, well, ethical? Control one to save the many?
No. No, that wouldn't be right. She was the hero. If she resorted to Drakken's method would she be then?
On the other hand… just think of everything she could do, all the good that could be done…
Kim glanced at Shego, who blankly stared back.
Don't.
Do.
“Shego…?”
Don't!
“Kiss me.”