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1) Troika is a Russian folk dance, where a man dances with two women.

2) Troika (Russian: тройка, meaning threesome)
Troika chap 9
Kim almost missed a beat as she gawked at Monique and Wade, dressed in mission gear and jogging off with the rest of the surging crowd. If it hadn’t been for Ron she might have stood there for a while longer trying to process what her two friends thought they were doing. Ron snickered to himself and swatted her on the rump which broke through her hazed mind. She came very close to decking him but when she realized who it was that was playing with her ass she dropped the ready to fight stance and looked at him with a mixed expression on her face. “Ron I know we’re dating but if you ever …”
Ron snorted held a hand up and wiggled his fingers in a goofy wave before taking off at a dead run to make up lost ground. Having a mad Kim on his tail was more than enough motivation to keep him going at top speed all week if he had to. “C’mon KP you’ll never make the cut if you don’t catch me.” He teased over his shoulder as he watched her drop into her action mode. He could see her entire person change in that instant, yes she was still ‘the Kim Possible’ but when she went into action mode few things on earth or in space stood a chance of deterring or altering her course. She caught him in what seemed like a handful of steps though it was more than a few city blocks in truth.
Betty spun around to face the right direction after she saw Ron get Kim’s mind back into gear, she had been jogging backwards to keep an eye on the pair since it was apparent that Kim had been caught completely off guard for a change. She was intent on remembering that in case she needed to distract the trim red haired woman in the future. “Well Will I hope you don’t mind losing your pay for the next month because a fire has been lit under her.” She could see the almost imperceptible scowl form on his stoic face, it was a rare day indeed when something managed to alter his demeanor and this was one of those days. At least that’s what she thought initially.
“Even if Mrs. Possible and … the sidekick manage to out perform me I see the loss of my pay a minor irritant Dr. Director.” He actually smiled, in the whole of his career with GJ she had only seen him smile on four other occasions. “Besides I’ll just be handing over Charlie’s cheque after he hands it over to me, but I doubt it will come to that.” He didn’t think Kim would be able to keep up with him because he knew the full truth about the GJ entrance exam. Yes they had to endure the marathon, but they would be pulled off course at the twenty six mile mark and sent off into the woods loaded with heavy packs to simulate having to carry someone who had been wounded. Once they reached the last part of the exam they would be forced to fight, in total they would be running for a full day then fighting until they bested everything GJ threw at them. If they survived the cut he would gladly hand over both cheques because the organization needed more people of that caliber. No one had made the cut in two years after all.
Dr. Director made note of Wills confidence and the relaxed stride he maintained during the initial mile they had covered, he had been younger than Kim when he passed the entrance exam and she had plenty of faith in the young man but she had been watching Kim since the girl was an infant and knew her full potential. Will didn’t know what was about to hit him. “If you say so Will but remember the last time you worked with her.” She nearly laughed out loud at the face he made over that remark. He hated being reminded of their team up because he had to spend days debriefing and explaining to her and the harridan why he had been more of a nuisance than an assistance during the Killagin fiasco. He had matured a bit in the interim which she was grateful for. He still held the air of superiority but he knew now that when it came to working with someone else he had to loosen up on the rules and regs. It had made him a better agent and she would do so with other agents if things hadn’t gone so wrong with the ‘Ron factor’ and the harridan ordered them to leave off or sanctions would be levied.

Shego drifted cautiously through the ventilation ducting of the lunar lair, it had only taken her a few days to figure out how to reroute the gravity controls and negate the normally weak gravity entirely so she could make the attempt on Drakken’s private offices. She had been careful as she made the adjustments, if she had been to reckless with her work Drakken would have noticed the power spikes and dips as she learned the control system for the entire lair. Thankfully, he was a corpse like sleeper. Shego thought about her mental snark and would have snorted at the humour but she knew doing so would likely send her careening off the thin metal walls of the duct and since Drakken was awake currently he would undoubtedly hear and if not him then any of the dozen or so henchpeople they brought with on this little outing.
Drawing near her destination Shego let the scant air resistance slow her to a snails pace as she zeroed in on the vent grating she was after. Before she got there she could make out the sounds of occupation, dammit someone was in the office. She would have to either wait and pray she wasn’t summoned or try again at some other time. She looked down through the perforated plastic grate and could clearly see Drakken sitting at his desk but he was facing away from it and her which roused her curiosity. She knew the layout of the base like she knew the fine edges of her gloves razors so she knew he must be watching the monitor. That’s when she heard Kim speaking.
She sat and listened as the fiery hero berated her spewing all manner of vitriol at her ‘nemesis’ and for a moment Shego felt something inside her begin to wither. The commentary from her ‘foe’ continued on for longer than necessary and was far harsher than she knew Kim to be, the girl, no woman, was still irate and justifiably so over the assassination attempt but Shego could tell after listening at length. It was not Kim. Maybe she was just hoping, maybe she was allowing herself the folly of wishful thinking hell she could just be deluding herself for the fuck of it because she wanted for that person to not be Kim Possible but for every ‘maybe’ she ran through she felt her conviction grow. That was not her Princess. Then the feed cut off and Drakken proceeded to pace around his office. There would be no getting into that room today, she silently admitted before beginning to back her way out of the ducting.
A single thought nagged at her as she made her way back to her room and the exist to the ducting, where was Ron? In the first of those hate filled interviews Kim had been alone, no sign of the sidekick, this time she hadn’t been able to see the display but she had a feeling it was once more just Kim. It made absolutely no sense to her because as far as she could tell Ron was practically attached at the hip to Kim, where ever she was he was somewhere nearby. Always.
Slipping out of the duct and dropping to the floor silently she finally allowed herself a deep refreshing breath and a few choice cuss words. Something was seriously wrong and it was getting more so by the day. “Dammit to hell!” Her words echoed only for a moment within the confines of her quarters which were mercifully well insulated and soundproofed. She likely would have been discovered by this point if not for that fact because she had taken to thinking aloud as she tried to work out this new puzzle. It wasn’t a healthy past time considering her current position but she was stuck on the flippin moon with a crew of nimrods and a lunatic that couldn’t get a doomsday weapon right if someone built it for him. She had to talk to someone or she would go mad so she decided to discuss it with herself. She frequently made silent note that talking to oneself wasn’t madness, answering however was. With Drakken she had a pristine example of that insanity and was certain she hadn’t gone over the edge, yet.

Regret, regret and pain were the only things on Monique’s mind as she kept up the steady pace Wade and Kim set. The six of them, ‘them’ included Dr. Director and Will Du, were now well in advance of the ‘pack’ and all she could think of eight miles into the marathon was how much she would have preferred to wear that sports bra she saw at Club Banana the other day. Her breasts where threatening to either beat her silly as she bobbed along or bruise and ache until she passed out. To make matters worse, it was now raining and her clothing was soaked. Kim and Ron both wore their mission gear and she was wondering how they coped until she remembered they had years of practice dealing with this issue. Ok well not exactly the same issue since Kim wasn’t as well endowed up top.
Wade noticed his partner sagging behind and could immediately see a problem, he would have smacked himself had he not required the energy to continue their fast jog but he did slow down to draw closer to Monique. “Hey Mo, you ok back here?” He asked as she drew up beside him. He could see pain beginning to show on her face and before she could stop him he did something he knew was going to earn him a death sentence. He reached over and tapped a spot just above her right nipple. For a moment she was too shocked to react but that didn’t last long and as she was about to tear him apart something … odd happened, something that bought him a reprieve. “Sorry Mo I forgot to reset the uniform for you.”
“What the hell do you mean, and don’t think I’m gonna forget t-t-that dammit!” She was furious with the boy, they had an understanding, jokes and sexual innuendo were acceptable but no contact, ever. She considered ripping his head off as the blush rose to her cheeks, she hadn’t been touched in any manner for a while now. As she tried to wrap her mind around what he did her shirt began to feel different. She looked down at herself and tried to see what was happening but couldn’t. All she knew was her tits weren’t trying to kill her now, the croptop seemed to be firming up and offering support, hell it seemed to be giving ‘the girls’ a boost, which she approved of outright.
“That’s a production line top Mo, made for Kim but when you joined on I deactivated the built in features.” Wade grinned as they picked up their pace and tried to catch up once more. “The first time you put it on it fit so well I completely forgot to activate its autofitting mode.” Kim, while not as ample in the bosom as her dark skinned friend, still had to have support since she wore no bra under her shirt. “Kim asked for that feature so I incorporated it into the production model.”
Monique took a moment to let it all sink in, she wondered for a moment if Wade had been cheeky enough to touch Kim like he had just touched her, when she looked at him his embarrassed expression pretty much confirmed it. “How hard did she slap you around and why would ‘lil miss diamond cutters’ even need it, it’s not like she has …” She let that trail off as she saw Wades expression harden somewhat.
“She left me unconscious, I deserved it. The problem was I had no people skills prior to that and I didn’t think. She needed to know how it worked so I showed her the control.” Wade shrugged, he had deserved what he got but in the end the incident actually made them better friends, it didn’t hurt that he got to see her essentially naked for the fitting process. “As for why she needs it think about it Mo, you’ve seen her bounce through laser grids.” When Monique nodded he continued. “Some of those grids are connected to instantly fatal traps and in cases like that, situations where the thickness of a human hair can make the difference between life and death the thickness of a bra could lead to … tragic consequences.”
Monique digested that tidbit of information and decided to forget the violation of their agreement, it had been for her benefit and she was already feeling better now that she was supported properly. “Ok I guess I can let this one slide Wade.” She wouldn’t be able to stay mad at him even if she wanted, he was too much like her younger brother and she knew that he was looking out for her.
“You’re firmer than I expected.” He might only be barely into his teens but apparently he was as randy as the rest of the male population. He had to duck and speed up to avoid the royal ass kicking she was attempting to deliver while they closed the gap between their friends and future employers.

Kim was actually enjoying the run much to her surprise. Betty had engaged her in light conversation which surprised her even more considering they were barely into the course and they would need all the energy they could spare to finish it. They passed ‘handlers’ passing out squirt bottles of water and light snack food for those who needed the extra caloric boost and she found herself surprised again as both Will and Betty ignored the refreshers. Figuring they knew something she didn’t Kim opted to follow suit and signed to Ron just as he was about to take a bottle. He wasn’t happy to be told not to but he nodded his agreement and pressed on.
Dr. Director smiled to herself as she watched Kim imitate her, the girl learns quick, she thought as they passed the third refresher group. In a fight you had to take what you could when you could but this wasn’t a fight it was a test, the ultimate test of endurance. When things got really bad, when an agent found him or herself in a situation where they had no resources, no water no food, just the will to continue it would be the agent who wanted it most who would survive. She would take no refreshment, not even a sample of the trail mix they were offered every mile or two. She lead by example and she would not cheat this test.
Will was a different case, he wanted nothing more than to stop and fall over. He wasn’t cut out for long distance running, he never claimed to be. However he swore that he was the best GJ had and, just as he had when he first run this gauntlet, he swore he would make it to the end without assistance from anyone or anything. He had expected Kim or Ron to slip up and take the tempting treats their ‘handlers’ had been instructed to tease them with but Kim was proving to be as determined, or stubborn, as he had been. His spot as the best agent was fading fast but he wouldn’t complain. When she joined they would have the single most valuable asset GJ had seen since the time when Shego had been an agent. He still couldn’t believe the green villainess had been a top ranking officer in the group but Betty … Dr. Director, had shown him the locked file. There was no denying it after that. He did wonder why the Director had been so calm about the whole affair but chalked it up to years on the job and losing agents for one reason or another.
Having made sure Ron wouldn’t take any of the offered refreshments Kim slowed her pace and let Wade and Monique catch up to her, it was time to have a little chat with her friends. When Wade pulled along side she looked him over closely and noticed that he had firmed up considerably, he had been working out for a while now but in the past few weeks he seemed to have changed more than she was expecting. Monique was no less of a surprise. She could tell they were both pushing it but she could also tell from the determined looks on their faces that nothing she said would change their minds, still she had to ask. “What the hell do you two think you’re doing?”
Wade almost tripped over his own feet as he heard the cuss word leave her mouth. Kim didn’t cuss often, only when she was really really pissed. She didn’t look terribly pissed at the moment however. “What does it look like Kim? We’re taking the GJ entrance exams, as a Team.” She flinched at that last word he noted.
“Pervy here is right girlfriend, when I signed up we swore to work as a team from then on. You going off alone, or even with Ron, doesn’t constitute the ‘team’ thing now does it?” She wasn’t mad at Kim or Ron over their decision, she actually understood why they didn’t want them to follow along, that didn’t mean she was just going to let it happen. She had few things in her life that made her feel as alive as she did when she joined Kim and Ron for missions. She knew the dangers she faced everytime they put on those uniforms. It was a danger she gladly accepted for her family and her friends.
Kim snorted and nodded to Monique’s snug fitting shirt. “I’m guessing he showed you how the top works.” Feeling a bit of a wicked streak rise up she lashed out with a quick strike and tapped Monique on the breast just to the side of the mark Wade had hit to activate the top and for a heartbeat Monique thought her ‘friend’ had turned the thing off again. Kim all but fell over laughing as Monique looked panic stricken. “Don’t worry I wouldn’t be so mean, you are firmer than I expected though.” She laughed a bit more as she picked up her pace and left them behind again.
“Is this whole team full of perverts?!” Monique demanded from the sky, she couldn’t believe Kim had just done that. First Wade now her girl, sheesh what was the world coming too?
Ron heard the question and turned around to face her, he knew she wasn’t being serious because he could see the laughter in her eyes and the smile on Kim’s face, time to confirm Moniques worste fears. “Yes Monique we’re all perverts, welcome to the club.” He gave her a saucy wink then spent the next few minutes dodging kicks punches and swipes from his girlfriend who was going on about him brazenly flirting in front of her, without letting her join in.
Monique could only laugh at the scene, she knew Kim had a thing for girls and wished she had met the redhead sooner, maybe it could have been her instead of that green vixen. She admitted that things hadn’t turned out as bad as she thought they might after she found someone she could share a drink or two with and talk her way through her short lived crush on Kim, it would have stunned her friend to know who she was dating now to say the least. Bonnie had been where she was and offered her an ear to bend, in the end they became friends outside of school and started dating the year Brick graduated.

Shego carefully pried the plastic grating off the air vent inside the closet next to Drakkens office and dropped into it with a slow grace. Working at a sixth normal gravity had advantages she had forgotten since her last lunar excursion. Silently as possible she turned the retro doorknob thankful that there were places without the standard automatic doors around the base. Her room came fitted with both as did Drakkens quarters and the main office.
It would have been better from a security standpoint to have his office sealed with an autolock mechanism, not that she could be kept out merely for the fact that it would have kept lesser thieves at bay long enough for someone to come by on patrol. She had already dealt with the security cameras and she set the schedule for patrols so she knew her window of opportunity and it was at hand. Working quickly Shego used her palmtop computer to decrypt the code Drakken used to secure the digital part of the lock and disable the alarm on the knob part before she inserted the most basic and elemental tools of the thieving trade, her lock picks.
She keyed up a special bit of code on the palmtop and instantly the currently green ‘open lock’ display changed to the red display indicating the lock was secured. Once she was sure things were set right she gave the doorknob a deft twist and pushed the door inward opening the office to her. After stepping inside and cautiously closing the door she waited and listened, if she had been spotted chances were the first alert she would have would be the sound of boots bounding down the corridor and lining up just outside the door. She let out a quiet sigh of relief as she heard the sedate footfalls of the two person patrol she assigned that afternoon.
With the first part of her operation out of the way Shego began examining the room trying to locate the vaults keypad, Drakken might be a simpleton when it came to security but Hench was normally on the ball, hence the alarm wired into the manual doorknob. It only took her a few minutes to find the pad and once located it took a mere heartbeat for her palmtop to crack the password Drakken used, for a genius he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the display at times. The password turned out to be the same as the one for the door lock.
The vault door popped open and she ran over to it as fast as her feet would carry her in the lunar gravity. Pulling the heavy door open wide she broke into a feral grin, the case lay there, still locked and waiting for her to remove it. Consummate thief that she was Shego spent a good minute examining the interior of the vault checking for boobie traps or hidden alarm triggers, once satisfied there where none she hefted the case from its resting place and set it on Drakkens desk so she could check to see if its contents were still contained within.
One of Drakkens biggest mistakes had been to threaten her and in the doing mention how he had stashed those ‘other copies’ which meant she could find them and destroy them. After an exhaustive search through all of Drakkens normal stash servers and after making use of her other connections she determined he had in point of fact been bluffing. Once the case locked were opened she smiled broadly, all of the photos were there still wrapped up in the folder he had kept them in. The other folder in the case caught her attention and her curiosity got the better of her for a moment. After scanning the contents of the folder her suspicions about the Kim on the news broadcasts had been confirmed but now she was determined to find out what Drakken planned, then she was going to break his fool neck.

Kim watched as Dr. Director turned off the main course of the marathon and into the Middleton Woods, it only took her and Ron a few steps to catch up followed shortly by a fairly winded Monique and Wade. She had to admit though, they weren’t as badly winded as she expected. In fact they looked like they might actually be up for the challenge and she was mixed over that. She didn’t want them to put themselves through the rest of the test but she was proud of the effort they put out so far. “Ok guys you have proven …”
Wade held up a hand to cut her off as he caught another lungful or two of breath. “We’re not quitting Kim so don’t bother.” He was in far better shape than he expected but he had to admit he and Monique had trained fairly well, they just didn’t expect to have gotten good enough to keep up with the pace Kim and the others kept. He guessed though that it shouldn’t really surprise him. He went on as many missions as Monique had and they kept up nicely, at the time however it didn’t seem that way.
Dr. Director chuckled as Kim scowled at her friends, “Attention people this is an entrance exam not a social event.” Her bark was severe but she couldn’t keep the smile off her lips nor out of her eye. “Agent Du, the packs please.” When Will produced six weighted backpacks Kim turned to glare at the older woman who merely shrugged and began putting on hers.
“You knew they were going to pull this stunt … didn’t you?” Kim fumed as she secured the waist strap and waved her arms around to make the shoulder straps seat and fit more comfortably. If they tried to use the ‘team’ argument against her again, any of them, she was going to have a few surprises for them.
“Of course Ms. Possible,” Will practically snorted as he shrugged into his pack, he wasn’t nearly ready for this next part but he could endure, he had to if he wanted to see how things turned out though he knew already he would be forking over Charlie’s cheque after all. They had made it to the turn off several minutes faster than he had when he took the test and from the looks of things only the cute black girl was in worse shape than he was and she wasn’t that much worse off. “It is part of our job to keep an eye on things especially where they …”
Dr. Director fumed as she removed her elbow from Wills stomach, “That will be quite enough Agent Du.” She turned to face Kim and the rest of her team, if she hadn’t been ready for hostile glares she might have actually been a touch concerned. “What Will said is true, yes we knew we have been observing you all for a while now and we knew they would be joining us. I also knew, as you do I’m sure, that no amount of dissuasion would work on them. They are as hard headed as a certain redhead we all know after all.”
Pointing down the hillside Dr. Director indicated the route they would follow, though looking at it after the run they had just finished she was beginning to doubt her own endurance. “We have been running for a few hours over moderately hilly but completely open terrain, now we go for the rest of the day over this. No resting, understand?” When they all nodded she took off as as even a pace as she could manage down the slope.

Shego fumed as she stormed down the corridor, she was thankful she had left the door unlocked because if she had relocked it for her thieving work she would have set off all manner of alarm and she didn’t want the blue bastard to know she was coming or what hit him. To think he was actually making a fake version of her! She was furious over the doppelganger of Kim and how he had been using it but she could see he was making a copy of her and that simply would not do.
It wasn’t obvious what he intended to do with the copies but that didn’t matter, the fact that he was making them was outrage enough. The plans only indicated he was planning to make one each and she already knew what he was using the Kim-drone for, it was being used to dupe her into following Drakkens orders. A fact that would soon be rectified, violently.
“Drakken!” Her voice boomed throughout the lab as she barged in, ignoring the startled henchmen she stormed across the room to where the blue idiot was standing and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Care to explain this shit asshole?” She waved the blueprints of her ‘copy’ in his face and felt some satisfaction as he blanched in fear. “That’s what I thought, destroy it now!”
She was so focused was she on the trembling man in her grasp that she was unaware of others in the room until it was too late. For a brief terrifying moment Shego felt a staggering amount of electric current surge through her, Drakken yelped as some of it caught him but she took the lions share before sagging to the ground dazed.
“Tsk Tsk Shego must you always ruin my fun?” Drakken grinned wickedly as he pried her hand from his shoulder and cast it aside savagely. “I was hoping to play with your puny mind for a few more weeks before I put you down but it seems the time has come to deal with you, knock her out please Bebe.”
Shego turned slowly and got just a short glimpse of her assailant before the arcing sound of electricity filled her ears and a dull red flashed over her vision. Everything went black with her last thought spent cursing the feminine machine that had taken her by surprise.
Drakken smiled rather smugly as the pale green woman fell to his first creative success, “Excellent Bebe you really have improved rapidly. Shego has only ever been stopped by Kim Possible. Though I must admit I wonder exactly how Kim and the buffoon stopped her. Ah no matter … take her to the cry-unit and store her. We don’t want her getting loose and causing us trouble and I want to keep her alive so that when my plans come to fruition she is healthy enough for Kim to kill her properly for me.”
Unblinking red eyes cast a quick glance at Drakken before returning to the woman on the floor, Shego was already recovering from the stunning shot so the Bebe delivered another directly to her chest and then did a quick scan to make sure the woman was still alive. Once confirmed the machine collected Shego up and draped her casually over a shoulder before turning to leave. ‘Drakken-unit is correct in his concern about this one but his arrogance blinds him.’ It thought as it made its way to the cryogenics lab and the hibernation pods that were awaiting their prisoner. ‘If he were properly cautious he would kill Shego outright.’

Kim leaned heavily on her legs hands to her knees as she struggled to catch her breath, one pack hadn’t been that much of a concern but she now carried hers and Moniques, much to Dr. Director and Will Du’s dismay. Ron was fairing no better as he had Wades pack atop his own, they hadn’t stopped or taken a break but both Kim and Ron took the packs of their junior members when the pair started falling behind.
Dr. Director shrugged off her pack and went to help Kim with her load only to be surprised as the young woman swatted her hands away and started taking the packs off herself. She had been curious when she noticed the four of them lagging behind and outright furious when she saw Kim taking Monique’s pack. When she went to comment on it Kim stopped her cold by reminding her she had not mentioned they couldn’t take the packs and that as a team she was going to help them where she could. Dr. Director wanted to criticize Kim for that but couldn’t really fault her decision. It was something a good agent would do if the situation merited.
“Ok people no time for breaks or recovering the final part of the test is at hand.” Sweat dripped into her remaining eye blurring her vision until she blinked away the stinging liquid. This part of the test would actually be easier on her and Will than Kim or Ron, she didn’t have a clue how Wade or Monique would fair but they were in it for the long haul and that meant facing this final challenge.
Kim gaped as she saw three men step out from behind the trees ahead of them, she recognized Team Impossible from their silhouette which wasn’t hard considering their impressive physical build. “You’re not serious Dr. Director? No offense but I can beat them by myself.”
Dr. Director smiled cheerfully as she shook her head, “Oh no Kim they aren’t here to fight you, theyre here to face me and Will. Those guys are your opponents.” She extended an arm and pointed to the left of Team Impossible and heard a gasp and muttered cuss word, from Kim no less, as the four brothers of Team Go stepped out from their hiding places.
“Ready? Fight!”
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