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Subtext Is So Not The Pretext	By : tecate Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Kim/Shego Views: 19901 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I don’t own Kimmie or the very sexy Shego. More story, no sex… SORRY! I do have French in here and I don’t speak French so if it’s wrong, please forgive me and feel free to correct me. Wow two apologies in one disclaimer. I’m really sorry. Oops, there’s another one. Shego is starting to feel sorry she joined up with Drakken but not so sorry she’s going good. That’s just stupid we need Shego to be BAD!


Chapter 16: Dinner And A Murder
Shego returned to Drakken’s lair feeling usually happy. “Hey Dr. D, I’m back!” she called out to Drew. “I’m just gonna hop into the shower. I was wondering…” She poked her head into Drew’s office and he looked up from the device he was working on. “Would you like to go out for dinner?”
“Dinner?” Dr. Drakken questioned. He was now thoroughly confused by his sidekick’s new attitude.
“Yes Drew, dinner. You know, to eat something,” she confirmed with a playful smirk.
“No Shego I’m busy!” he snapped. It must be mind control, or maybe she’s got a moodulator on. “Are you feeling okay?” he asked suspiciously.
“Yeah, I’m peachy, well pistachio… uh, anyway… look, you haven’t slept in over twenty-four hours and I’m willin’ to bet ya haven’t eaten or showered either!” the slightly green villain observed. “C’mon take a break. I’m buying!”
“Oh well then, I’ll be ready in forty minutes,” the blue man replied taking off his goggles. I don’t care if she’s under mind control as long as she pays for dinner, he thought licking his lips.
Shego went into her room to shower. She took off her jumpsuit and her new wrist communicator. She had fun today… real fun. Plus she had been paid for her services. Team Go had split a ten million dollar reward for the safe return of the billionaire and capture of Señor Senior. Not bad for a six hour mission.
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Kim and Mr. Barkin stood outside of Middleton High School.
“Well Possible, I’m going to do you a favor and NOT mention to your father about your little computer incident.”
“Thank you,” the teen replied back to him while watching her father pull up to the school.
“I expect to see you bright and early tomorrow morning!” Barkin barked at Kim while opening the car door for her.
“Yes Sir,” she called back to the man giving him a salute and then she turned to her father, “Dad, I’m really sorry.”
“I know Kimmie-Cub,” Dr. Possible sighed to her as he drove away from the school. “Your mother and I remember how hard it was to be a teenager. Considering everything you do, we’re a little surprised you were able to keep it together this long.”
“Dad, what if I told you my, um…” Kim paused not sure if she wanted to refer to her breakdown yesterday just that. It makes me sound crazy.
“Meltdown,” her father offered.
“Yeah that…” still makes me sound crazy as a loon, she admitted to herself then continued, “wasn’t because of the stress of missions or school but something else.”
“What is it?” her Dad prompted sounding concerned, “Because you know you can talk to me about anything.”
“I hope so,” Kim confided putting her hand on her father’s shoulder, “It’s about a…”
“Just not boys!” Dr. Possible interrupted angrily gripping the steering wheel tightly and seething.
“What?” Kim gasped in confusion at her Dad’s sudden outburst.
“Talk to your mother about boys!” her father instructed her frowning, “I don’t wanna know about it.”
“Oh O-kaaay,” his daughter replied quirking an eyebrow at just how far off her father was, “But it isn’t about a boy. It’s…” she paused thinking it was best she NOT talk to her Dad about this in the first place. “I think I’ll talk to Mom anyway.”
“Despite your brief evil streak your Mother and I still love you very much!” he reaffirmed sighing and loosening his grip on the car’s steering wheel.
“I love you too Dad.”
“You’re still grounded though!” he sternly told her pulling into the Possible drive way.
Kim arrived home to see that her mother and the Tweebs were getting ready to go out.
“Kim we’re going out for dinner. What would you like for us to bring back for you?” Mrs. Dr. Possible asked her daughter as she entered the house.
“Nothing mom I’ll eat something here,” the girl responded giving her mother a hug. “Can we talk later?”
“Sure Kimmie,” her mother assured her but the uncharacteristically grave look on her face only deepened the girl’s dark mood.
Kim watched them leave then sighed. I don’t wanna lose any of this. The teen hero went up to her room; she had a lot to think about.
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“Shego where are we gonna go for dinner?” the blue employer pressed his henchwoman for details. “I don’t wanna run into Kim Possible. I like NOT being in prison, thank you.”
“Don’t worry Dr. D, Kimmie’s grounded!” Shego replied almost sighing then her face returned to her usual perma-scowl.
“Grounded?” Drew asked. Then an evil grin spread across his face. “So she cannot…”
“Don’t even think about it!” the villainess snapped, “My brothers are her replacements and you can’t beat them either!”
“Oh poo! I never have any fun!” the mad genius sulked.
“Don’tcha get tired of it anyway?” his sidekick asked. “I mean really, if all ya wanna do is prove to your old schoolmates you’re a brilliant scientist, why don’tcha just go back to school, finish your degree and then invent something truly spectacular.”
“I can’t do that,” Drakken snapped.
“Why not? It’d be a lot easier (not to mention less humiliating) than losing every week to a seventeen year old cheerleader!”
“Do you really think that would work?” Drew asked almost hopeful as they pulled up to a nice French bistro in Upperton.
“Well it can’t possibly fail as bad as everything else has.” the green woman sighed getting out of the car. “Besides, have ya thought about what you’re gonna do once ya take over the world?”
“Have everyone bow down to ME!” Drew Lipsky boasted clenching his tiny fist and shaking it in the air.
“Yeah um-hum… then what?” the evil sidekick asked narrowing her eyes at her blue boss.
“What do you mean then what?” he replied sitting down at a secluded table in the corner.
“Okay, everyone’s on their knees bowing before you oh great one… then what?” Shego retorted looking at her nails as if she wasn’t even interested in his answer.
“Then what?” Drakken scoffed, “Then… then I will be the supreme ruler!”
“Right… I got that. You’re in charge… then what?” she repeated sounding disinterested and picking up the menu.
“Then?” Drakken asked putting a hand on Shego’s menu and pulling it down. “I don’t know.”
He doesn’t know? He can’t be that stupid! She glared at him. “So you NEVER planned on what to do AFTER you took over the world?!?” the green woman seethed raising her voice. No one’s that stupid!
“Um No. Waiter!” Drakken blurted out as he grabbed a passing waiter to take their order.
Shego was furious. She had been working for a total idiot.
The scientist began to order. “I’ll have the…”
“Wait a minute, wait a minute,” the thief interrupted holding her hands up to stop everything.
“I’ll have the duck with a glass of water,” Drakken continued to order. He starting to sweat at the sight of his very powerful henchwoman becoming extremely angry. The waiter nodded and turned to Shego.
“À m'a commencé veulent crêpe aux crevettes et à la béchamel et steak au poivre,” the green woman instructed the waiter not taking her eyes off of the blue man sitting across from her.
“Oui, merveilleux. Et pour boire, mademoiselle?” the waiter inquired about her drink order.
“Une bouteille de vin Pétrus slightly chilled,” she replied. He nodded and turned to go.
“Why didn’t I know you speak French?” Drew asked her both in awe and trying to change the subject.
“I don’t speak French; I know how to order off a French menu that’s in FRENCH,” she deadpanned. “Now back to the world domination thing. You never once thought your plan through.”
“No,” Drakken muttered trying to break open some bread without success, “Stupid bread!”
Shego grabbed the bread and began to cut slices for him. “You might wanna start at a community college Dr. D.” his sexy sidekick suggested with a sigh buttering a bread slice and offering it to him.
“Well, I was so busy trying to take over the world I never really thought about the long term,” Drew acknowledged.
The waiter returned with Dr. Drakken’s water and Shego’s shrimp appetizer. “Your wine is being chilled. May I offer you a glass of chilled Louis Jadot le Montrachet while you wait?”
“Yeah, that’ll be fine,” Shego replied. The waiter poured the white wine into her glass.
“Shego, you’ve been acting strange lately,” her employer commented looking at her wine.
“Do you want some?” the villainess offered seeing his longing stare.
“Yes please,” Drew replied smiling big and showing his teeth.
“I’ll get another glass,” the waiter sniffed looking down his nose at the mad scientist.
“So…” he continued, “Is there anything you wanna talk about?”
“No,” his sidekick grimaced as if talking suddenly became painful. She let out a deep, audible sigh.
“That didn’t sound like a ‘no’,” Drakken prodded leaning in expectantly hoping she would open up to him.
“Don’t push it Doc!” she snapped at him, “Eat your bread!”
She’s hiding something from me. What is it! “I like you being nice… although it’s a little creepy,” he admitted to her as the waiter brought their main course and Shego’s bottle of expensive French wine.
“Well I do know how to be nice! Now leave me alone and eat!” she demanded finishing her white wine. Shego poured herself a generous glass of the red wine and drank two-thirds of the glass in one sip.
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Kim heard the kitchen door open and the sound of her brothers stomping up the stairs. She listened to the muffled sounds of her parents talking, then the light footsteps of her mother ascending the steps to her room.
Anne stopped midway up the stairs and called out, “Knock, knock.”
“Come in,” the teen answered.
“Would you like to talk now?” Mrs. Dr. Possible asked walking into the room.
Kim nodded and her mother sat down next to her on the bed. Her daughter looked tired and her eyes were bloodshot. The elder Possible was sure the teen had been crying. “What is it Kimmie?” she urged.
“Mom did you ever like someone you shouldn’t?” she inquired nervously.
Anne Possible smiled and disclosed, “I had crushes on a few bad boys in my time.”
Kim frowned. How about bad girls, she thought.
“But that isn’t really what you’re talking about is it,” her mother surmised reading the look on her daughter’s face.
Kim shook her head and sighed.
Dr. Possible could see the tears forming in her daughter’s eyes. “The heart is a funny thing. Sometimes it guides us in an unexpected direction.” She put her hand on Kim’s shoulder and pressed the unspoken issue, “Is there something you want to tell me?”
“No. That was it,” Kim sighed audibly looking down and shaking her head. I thought I could talk to her but I just can’t. She’ll hate me!
“Kimmie, we ran into the Stoppables. They said you and Ron broke up.”
“We… we broke up?” Kim repeated not understanding why they would tell her mom such a thing. “I didn’t…” then she thought about her last conversation with Ron, “Oh.” He thinks I broke up with him.
“Mom, I didn’t break up with Ron, at least I didn’t mean to.” Oh God, Ron must hate me.
“Is there someone else?” her mother guessed.
Kim went pale, her jaw dropped and she immediately looked down. Mrs. Doctor Possible could tell by the look of shock on her daughter’s face that she had hit the nail on the head. Kim looked back up at her mother.
“It’s okay dear, are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” her mother urged again.
Kim just shook her head ‘no’.
“Well, just remember that your father and I are very proud of you and we love you no matter what.” She gave her daughter a big hug.
“Thanks mom,” Kim breathed exhaling deeply and holding back her tears.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Mom,” Kim called down to her as her mom left the room. I can forget her. I’ve just gotta stop thinking about her!
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Dr. Drakken drove his inebriated sidekick back to the lair. She wasn’t going to let a $1500.00 bottle of wine go to waste and she didn’t.
“That was a lovely dinner Shego,” Drew asserted, “And I never thought you would let me drive your car.”
“You’re only drivin’ it ‘cause I forgot the autopilot remote at the lair,” Shego pointed out slurring her words slightly, “Besides, it’s not a car, it’s a sophisticated driving machine handcrafted in Italy.”
“Yes, well, can I take it for a spin tomorrow?” the blue man inquired trying to take advantage of his drunken henchwoman.
“NO!” Shego yelled lighting a few fingers and pointing at Drew.
“Okay then, geez, you don’t have to get cranky,” Dr. Drakken muttered pulling into their garage.
“’Night,” she slurred taking the keys from him and walking off to her room. The super villain was really drunk and she wasn’t sure why. Along with her powers of plasma charges and fast healing, Shego also had a quick metabolism and it wasn’t that easy for her to get drunk. Tonight however, she was lit like a torch and her emotions were all over the place.
She decided a workout would equalize her nerves or at the very least sober her up. She changed into her jumpsuit and walked down to the main training room. The villainess cued up a fight simulation sequence and fighter robots came out from the walls. She effortlessly blasted them and dodged the random laser blast from the overhead laser cannons.
“Having a late night workout?” her employer’s voice came in over the loud speaker.
“Can you cue up the Kim Possible fight sequence?” Shego yelled blasting through the last of the robots. “These things aren’t much of a challenge.”
“You know Shego; I do still have one Kim Possible clone left,” Dr. Drakken sang, smiling down at her from the overhead control booths.
“Even better,” the villainess growled and smiled a wicked grin, “I want you to tell her to try and kill me.”
Drakken hesitated, “But Kim Possible has beaten you many times. The clone could really hurt you.”
“Just do it!” Shego snapped at him.
The doctor typed in a few commands and a small door in front of the waiting fighter slid open with steam billowing out of it. “KILL SHEGO!” Drakken’s voice boomed in over the loud speaker.
Shego could see the unmistakable silhouette of Kim Possible and it made her heart skip a beat. The clone slowly walked out of the foggy mist and into view.
The thief gasped. I can’t do this, she thought to herself. The Kimmie clone got into her battle stance and waved her nemesis on.
No, I’ve gotta do this! Shego charged her fists with plasma and flew towards the clone. The clone caught her leg and swung the villain against the wall. The slightly green woman slid down the wall and crouched low as the clone came towards her with a flying kick. Shego blocked the incoming foot. The clone glared at her and tried to kick her again. The villainess rolled out of the way. The Kimmie clone leapt after her. Shego turned and fired two plasma bolts at the clone. The clone flipped out of the way and smiled her devilish ‘I’m better than you’ smile at her enemy.
Shego’s rage exploded. “I HATE YOU!” she roared.
“Whoa,” Drakken commented aloud to no one. “She has some issues.”
Shego ignited her fist and Drakken saw the green glow go up her arms until the plasma charge was so big it looked like his sidekick’s whole upper body was glowing. “I didn’t know she could do that,” he mentioned in awe of the fallen hero. Shego was glowing so bright he couldn’t even look directly at her or make out her facial expressions.
The Kim clone stopped smiling and took a step backwards. Shego was now the one smiling. She walked slowly towards the clone in a gliding, confident stride.
The Kimmie clone looked around for a way to defeat her enemy. She fired her hairdryer grappling hook into one of the overhead beams and flew up over the glowing green woman. Shego jumped up and caught the clone’s leg. The clone kicked at the villain’s head and arm several times landing every hit but Shego seemed unfazed. She climbed up the struggling clone as they were pulled up by the grappling hook.
The thief wrapped her legs around the fake Kim Possible. She leaned in and kissed her Kimmie then discharged her hands on the clone’s chest instantly exploding the clone and superheating the syntho goo inside so that it floated down to the ground like fluffy yellowish-green cotton candy. The explosion was so big the whole lair shook.
Dr. Drakken was at a loss for words. He just stood there with his mouth open. He had NEVER seen Shego unleash on anything like that. The closest thing he’d witnessed was her battle with the alien Warmonga and even then he didn’t remember explosions.
Shego jumped to the ground and discharged a second smaller blast into the air screaming. She was breathing hard and her fists were still alight. She looked up at the booth where Drew was.
Drakken just looked down at her and then smirked. The former superhero hurled a blast at the window.   He ducked expecting the blast to break the glass but it didn’t and when he looked back down at the training room floor Shego was gone.
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