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My Version Of Kigo...And Then Some	By : darkflamesilver Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Kim/Shego Views: 4471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-When we first me again
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Ok this is just going to tell you what exactly happened to Drakken and Mr. Possible then i’m skipping ahead a couple of years to where i’m going to say Kim is 20 and Shego is 23.

“Uh-oh” Dr. Drakken said to himself as he stared at the temperature gauge needle bounce in the red zone. Just as he said this the giant fuel container exploded. Dr. Drakken and the scientist he was stealing the fuel from were blown sky high, the scientist was…Mr. Possible.
If Dr. Drakken had, had Shego with him he might have survived but then again he might not have. He had deactivated the cooling system that kept the fuel stabilized, and it got too hot when the clumsy idiot tripped over a beaker of acid.

It had been over three years since her husband’s death and Mrs. Possible was still brooding. It wasn’t easy, since she was living all alone. Kim had spent two years in college before getting her own place, which was completely classified since she had become an official secret-operative of GJ. Jim and Tim were off at college after finishing off high school in a year. They were also working side jobs for GJ with Wade and Rufus (who had decided he wanted and deserved a better life for himself).

She sighed and picked up the picture and stared at his face. “Oh honey, I miss you so much.” Mr. Possible had been killed when Dr. Drakken had attempted to steal some experimental rocket fuel without the aid of Shego and the two of them had been blown sky high. In that respect, the fuel had been a success.

“It was so nice of those television people to return your head after it got caught on the Disney Channel satellite.” When she had heard she had rushed out of a surgery and had almost been sued because after her team finished stitching him up he had come back complaining of a pounding in his head and they had found her watch. He only backed off when he found out it was a Rolex.

Kim had felt guilty for not saving her father and had not even called home very often since then and when she did their conversations tended to trail off as if they had nothing to say to each other. Ron had been unable to cheer her up and after six months he had given up trying. When a message came from the Monkey Ninja temple asking his family to move in with them Kim didn’t even try to stop him. Fortunately Ron’s father was an actuary and could work anywhere.

The phone rang and Mrs. Possible picked it up automatically. “Hello?”
“Hi mom, it’s me,” Kim said.
“Hi Kimmie-cub,” Mrs. Possible said happily. “I was just thinking about you. How have you been?”
“Not good. My GJ psyche profile came in and they say I’ve been distracted lately. The truth is they’re right. I just…” She stopped talking.
“It’s okay Kim, you can tell me.”

“Well I’ve really been throwing myself into the whole mission thing this last year and I haven’t really had time to socialize much. I miss you and I miss dad and I’m sorry I haven’t seen you in a long time.”
Mrs. Possible smiled and wiped away a tear. “That’s okay honey. We all deal with things in our own way.”
“Anyway I’m on leave for a month and if you want I was wondering if I could come visit. Unless you’re too busy.”
“Oh, no! That would be great Kim. I left your room just the way you left it. A mess.”
“Sorry,” Kim said but she was smiling. Her mother could tell. “Then I guess I could be there tomorrow morning. If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. I’ll be waiting. I love you Kim.”
“Love you too mom.”

Kim had been home a week and it was almost as if she hadn’t left. For the first few days Kim and her mother had just enjoyed each other’s company and then they started asking questions.
“So, you ever told me, how’s work?” Kim asked.
Mrs. Possible shrugged. “You know how it is. Up to my wrists in gray matter. One man had a hunk of rebar through his skull and survived. Unfortunately he worked at a scrap yard and got too close to the electromagnet.”
Kim winced. “Nasty. And not too bright.”
“Kim, rebar through his brain.”
“Oh, right. My bad.”
“So what have you been up to?”

Kim bit her lip. “Um, pretty much what I used to do here but now I’m under a government gag order not to talk about it. And even though I am technically on leave, they did reserve the right to call me in case of world danger. Oh and I’m working as a cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys. They hired me after I stopped DN Amy from turning them into cow-boys.”

“Honestly, can’t they just execute these people?” Mrs. Possible asked. “As a doctor I am against unnecessary death and suffering but for crying out loud!”
“Mom, it’s not that easy. Most of the super villains I fight haven’t actually killed anyone because I keep stopping them. On top of that the justice system has a hard time defining appropriate punishment for moving continents and controlling the weather. Plus they get HenchCo lawyers to back them and some government agencies that want to use their technology for their own purposes. The only villain I’ve ever killed was Duff and that’s because I accidentally hit one of his exploding golf balls with my laser lipstick.”
“Well, at least Drakken is out of the picture,” Mrs. Possible said.

“You’d think so, but it turns out he cloned himself. The clone is roughly one-eighth his size. And that’s not all. After Drakken died Shego claimed that Drakken had been controlling her the whole time. I got called into court and had to admit under oath that Drakken had come into contact with mind controlling technology which he even used on me a few times. I even had to admit that I had no proof she wasn’t under mind control because apparently most of the money she got paid by Drakken had been converted into gold and buried around the world and she was acquitted before Wade could find out where. She had the whole ex-superhero credit and everyone knows they get brainwashed all the time.”
“So she went back to crime?”

“Worse. She produced a television show about all our fights and sent me a royalty check along with an autographed copy of her new book ‘Yes I did it and this is how it happened’.”
Mrs. Possible decided not to mention that she watched the show and vowed just to set the Tivo to record until Kim left. Oh, and to hide the book. “That’s awful sweetheart. Um, have you seen any of your other friends? What happened to that Bonnie girl and the cheer squad?”
“I was never friends with Bonnie mom. Besides, she’s a major super villain now. Half the squad joined up with her and the other half…” Kim shuddered. “It was horrible what she did to them.”

“What? What did she do?”
“She organized a bake sale. The girls all helped out. Then Bonnie took her groupies and they locked them in the gym with the snacks for the entire summer.” Kim looked away. “When they were let out they’d put on a hundred pounds each… and three of the girls were missing.”
“But you said they were all trapped… oh.”
“Good thing there was a water fountain and a bathroom, but that was the only saving grace. Now they’re working at Midas’s spa as masseuses. Since then Bonnie’s Bitches have upgraded themselves with cybernetic enhancements and taken over half the fashion industry with strong-arm tactics, brainwashing, blackmail, and cyber-models. If GJ wasn’t helping Monique at Club banana they would have a complete monopoly.”
“I know Bonnie was rich but how can she possibly afford…”
“She married Senor Senior Senior.”

“You mean Junior?”
“No. Everyone just thinks she married Junior because she stole some of DN Amy’s stuff and made him young again… then, once he was a teenager again, took advantage of his new sex drive to turn him into her slave. She also made her sisters and mother into her first robots. If it weren’t for me she might even own the whole world.”
Mrs. Possible whistled. “She sounds competent. I’m surprised Shego isn’t working for her.”
“She tried, but Bonnie felt twenty one was over the hill. After that things got messy…”
“Are any of your other old enemies off the list?”

“Monkeyfist caught Simian flu and died,” Kim said counting off. “Camille’s face melted off and now she got a cybernetic replacement and works for Bonnie. DN Amy is still experimenting on herself. I don’t like to say anything about a person’s looks but couldn’t that lady of genetically altered herself so she didn’t need to wear a bag on her head? Warmonga failed to destroy Earth and offered to be my slave for life when I beat the real Great Blue… don’t ask. Oh, and Motor Ed is currently in a Turkish Prison where they love his mullet.”
Mrs. Possible hid her smile behind her fingers. “I see.” Suddenly her cell phone beeped. “I have to take this. Hello? Yes? Okay, I’ll be right there.” She hung up.

“What’s the sitch?”
“Sorry Kim, I have to go. Someone inhaled a white powder that turned out to be powdered Swiss cheese puffs.”
“It’s okay mom. I’ll go hang out at the mall.”
“Thanks sweetie.” She ran outside and Kim heard her car peel out of the driveway.
Kim picked up her communicator and checked in with GJ. “Rufus, you there?”

“I am here Kim,” the deep computerized voice said. “Did you ever thank your mother for helping to install my mind in the GJ mainframe AI?”
“Yes, and she was happy to do it. I just thought I would check in to see if any of you needed me.”
“Not at the moment. All is well.”
“Okay. I’ll be at the mall if you need me.” She hung up and grabbed her keys.

Ok so feel free to contact me and tell me how its going so far. I liked what the writer originally did with the kigo parts but I absolutely HATE incest it really grosses me out. Its like going up to your parents and fucking/blowing/sucking/kissing your mom or dad, think about it would you do it. My email is blizzyfreak@yahoo.com if you have anything you want to say.
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