The Middleton Pact - Redux
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.
The story is KiAnGo. (And More)
If you find any of the above offensive, please don't read further.
CHAPTER 5: Kimness.
Ron and Yori had their bodies pressed tightly together. Ron's left hand was on Yori's ample, but firm, breast. Her right hand was pressing between Ron's legs. His nose was tucked into Yori's wonderful smelling hair, just behind her right ear. Her face was rubbing on his muscular shoulder. It would have been fun, if it were not for the fact that they were jammed together in a small plastic capsule, hurtling through a convoluted maze of pipes, at who knew how many miles per hour.
Only moments before, they were walking through the terminal of the Middleton Airport. The floor suddenly opened up. Swallowing them. Ron was trying to reassure his girlfriend. Telling her not to panic. He didn't notice, in his own panic, she was taking this odd turn of events better than he was. The crazy ride came to a sudden halt. A hatch opened and they fell out onto a nicely carpeted floor.
Rufus popped up out of Ron's pants pocket. He held onto his head with both paws. “Dizzy!”
The figure of Dr. Betty Director emerged from a shadowy hallway. “Mr. Ronald Stoppable. Welcome back to Global Justice Headquarters.”
She motioned for Ron to follow, as she reentered the short hallway. It led them to the command center of the super secret organization. Ron was familiar with the large hub of activity from his previous visit. Yori however, was in awe of the gigantic view screens and all the consoles, surrounded by scientists and technicians.
Ron turned to the one eyed woman. “Ya know its nice to see you again and all Dr. Director, but now's really not a great time. Kim's in trouble and I gotta find her and find out what's going on.”
Dr. Director nodded. “That's why I brought you here Ronald. You see, those are the very things you must not do. At least not for another six days.”
Ron felt his temper begin to rise. “Look doc. Kim needs my help now. Not next week!”
Dr. Director sighed. “Please Ronald, calm down. Would it help if I told you Kim Possible is not in any immediate danger?”
Ron sputtered. “Immediate danger? She was arrested. Thrown in prison. Then she somehow winds up with Shego in some kind of escape attempt. I'm betting she dragged Kim with her! Look Doc. If Kim's with that evil woman, there's no telling what she could be doing to Kim this very minute!”
Betty Director suppressed a smile. Knowing it was Kim and Shego's wedding night, she had a pretty good idea what that “evil woman” was doing to Kim right now. However, that information would probably not go over very well with the distraught young man in front of her. She decided to try another tactic. Stepping over to a console she twisted a knob and pressed a button. A few moments later, on one of the large screens, appeared the image of a sleepy, pajama clad, Wade Load.
Wade rubbed his eyes. “Hey KP. Do you know what time it is? I thought you'd be...Oh! Dr. Director... What's going on?”
Betty Director shifted enough that the camera would show Wade who was standing beside her.
“Ron! Yori! Rufus!” Wade exclaimed. “Hey what are you guys doing there at GJ headquarters?”
Ron spoke up. “We came home to find and help Kim, but Dr. Director waylaid us. She's trying to feed us some story about Kim being in no danger!”
Betty Director chimed in. “If you would Mr. Load? Please assure Ronald that I am not lying to him about this?”
Wade smiled. “Listen guys. Kim is safe, believe me...”
Ron looked puzzled. “But... Shego...”
Wade laughed. “Don't worry Ron. Shego's not about to hurt Kim. That I can guarantee. I don't know everything that's going on... Yet. But I do know Kim is OK.”
While Ron digested this, Betty Director said. “Thank you Mr. Load. I'll let you get back to sleep now.”
She shut off the screen and turned to Ron. “So?”
Ron gave a sigh and nodded. “OK Dr. D. I'll wait, but why six days?”
Betty replied. “Because your birthday is in six days and once you are legally an adult I can tell you everything. Right now I am breaking the rules by even telling you that much. So please don't say anything about this to anyone until you talk to me again, first thing on your birthday.”
Dr. Director escorted them back to the transport room. She watched them enter the transport tube and zoom away. The pleasant facade she wore dropped off her face. She was not going to make the same mistakes with Ron Stoppable as she had with Kim Possible. Kim made the choice Betty would never would have predicted of her. Only today was she beginning to fathom why. Betty Director knew she had to keep Ron on the side of good. No matter what the cost. There needed to be a hero in the world that had some small hope of standing against Kim and Shego Possible.
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Ron and Yori were right back where they started. At the Middleton Airport. They were almost at the baggage carousel, when Ron saw the short blond man standing next to it. “Hey! Dad! Hope we didn't keep you waiting long. We kinda got a bit sidetracked.”
The older Stoppable smiled. “Not long at all son.” He looked at the young Asian woman standing next to Ron. “And who may I ask is this young lady?”
Ron swallowed loudly. He knew there was something he'd forgot to tell his parents, when he called to tell them he was coming home. “Yeah... umm... Dad, this is my girlfriend, Yori.”
His fathers eyebrows raised. “Ronald, why didn't you tell us you had a Girlfriend?”
Before Ron could say anything, Yori bowed to the bespectacled man. “Honorable father of my boyfriend. I believe this is his way of telling you.”
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Anne and James Possible lay in bed. Not sleeping. The moans, playful giggling, and lustful screams emanating from their daughter's bedroom made sure of that.
James turned to his wife. “Remind me tomorrow to call a contractor and see about having some additional soundproofing installed.”
Anne giggled. “It's their wedding night. I'm sure it won't be like this all the time.”
James laughed. “I don't know. Remember how we were at their ages?”
Anne smiled and climbed on top of him. “Oh yes I do!”
She pulled off her sheer blue nightgown, exposing her shapely body to his lustful gaze. Reaching down, she stroked his rapidly hardening shaft a few times. Slowly, teasingly so, she started lowering herself onto her husband.
By the time he was fully embedded in his wife's hot, wet pussy, all thoughts of contractors and soundproofing were gone.
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Kim sat at the kitchen table sipping a cup of coffee. She was wearing a fluffy white robe. Her hair was still damp from her morning shower. On the table in front of her was her wrist Kimmunicator. She was looking at in an odd manner.
Shego entered the kitchen wearing one of Kim's sleep-shirts. It was just long enough to cover her butt. Barely. She noticed the look on Kim's face as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
Taking a seat next to her wife, Shego asked. “What's wrong Kimmie? You getting a weird vibe this morning too?”
Kim glanced at Shego. “Weird vibe?”
Shego nodded. “Yeah. I dunno what it is, but it's like I keep expecting something, and whatever it is, it isn't happening.”
Kim laughed. “Wow. You've only been here a couple times before. I had no idea it would affect you too!”
Shego was getting puzzled. “What would?”
Kim replied. “I call it Tweeb Absence Syndrome. We all feel it when they aren't here. The lack of explosions, rocket propelled appliances, etc.”
Shego made the connection. “That's it! Your brothers. I knew something was off.” She gave Kim a sly look over her coffee cup. “So where are they Kimmie? Did you finally blow your stack and wind up burying them in a shallow grave in the backyard?”
Kim smiled at that. It's something she thought of doing all too many times in the past. “Nope. They're at Science Camp for the summer. This is the first time they've been allowed back since they blew up the head councilor's cabin three years ago.”
Shego couldn't help but laugh at that. “So that explains it then. Well then, if that wasn't bugging you when I came in, what was?”
The odd look returned to Kim's face. She glanced once again at the Kimmunicator. “Shego. Do you think I'm clueless?”
Shego was taken aback. “I think you need to explain that. And use small words. This is only my first cup of coffee you know.”
Kim took another sip and explained. “I called Wade this morning. Told him the whole sitch. I wanted to give him the chance to bow out of helping me out anymore. I told him I didn't want to drag him into doing something bad, just because I'd made the choice to turn to villainy.” She was so caught up in her explanation, she barely noticed her mother entering the kitchen. “He laughed at me! Then he started telling me things. Things he'd been doing for years to help me out on my missions. Hacking computer systems. Diverting satellites. Using stolen technology to make my mission gear. He just kept going on and on! And then, get this! He told me he has no problem helping me out, but now he wants to be paid for it! I... I had no idea what to say to him! I was so confused! I just hung up on him.”
While Kim was speaking, Anne started making a new pot of coffee. She saw Shego wasn't quite comprehending why Kim was so upset about Wade's revelation. Shego didn't have the years of insight that would allow her to recognize this aspect of Kim's mental process.
Anne joined them at the table. “Now Kimmie-Cub, there's no reason to be upset. I believe, if you think about it for a minute, you will see you already knew the things Wade told you.”
Realization dawned on Kim's face. “I was doing it again, wasn't I?”
Shego looked perplexed. “Doing what?”
Mother and daughter replied simultaneously. “Kimness.”
Anne refilled their coffee cups. “You see Shego. Kimmie has this little mental problem...”
Kim almost choked on her coffee. “Mom!”
Anne grinned. “Not that kind of problem. She just has a tendency to become fixated about things. Let me give you an example. One time, she filled in for James, coaching junior league soccer. She became so caught up with the idea of making them a winning team, she worked those poor children half to death...”
Kim mumbled into her cup. “Now I'm not allowed to coach any kids in a Tri-State area.”
Patting her daughter's arm sympatheticly, Anne continued. “Then there was the time the whole Animology craze was going around. She got so caught up in it, she wasn't sleeping at night, let her homework slide, just plain became obsessed with it.”
Ducking her head sheepishly, Kim said. “It took finding out Señor Senior Junior was my supposed soul mate, to snap me out of it. It was so the trauma!”
Shego and Anne both shuddered at the thought of Kim and Junior together.
Kim sat down her cup. “This thing with Wade is the same. I can see that now. I've known for years the kind of things he does. I blocked it out. I guess, because it conflicted with my ideals about being a hero. Having him come right out and tell me was a shock.”
Shego was surprised by this aspect of the woman she loved. Now she could better understand the kind of pressure Kim put herself under. She'd blocked out the obvious in order to maintain her heroic, good girl, facade. It was no wonder Kim decided to give up on the whole hero thing so easily.
Finally comprehending what was going on Shego laughed. “I see now Princess. Apparently, the only person you can do a good job of lying to is yourself!”
Kim stuck her tongue out at her wife, and exclaimed. “I'm working on it!”
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Wade Load sat in his bedroom. He was surrounded by a myriad of computers and other devices. Normally he'd be doing two or three things at once. Right at this moment, he was doing only one thing. Thinking. An hour had passed since he'd spoken to Kim. He was worried their friendship might be coming to an end. He let out a sigh when he saw the light signifying an incoming call from the Kimmunicator. As he reached out to hit a button and accept the call, he wondered if it would be for the last time. A face appeared on his screen. It wasn't Kim's.
He sputtered. “Umm... Hello Shego.”
Shego saw the worry that creased the young boy's brow. “We need to talk Nerdlinger. And before you ask, Kim's not mad at you.”
The tension between Wade's eyes abated. He smiled. “That's good. So what can I do for you?”
Shego returned his smile. Unlike his, her's was much more predatory. “Kim mentioned something about you wanting payment for your services. Since she and I are a team now, I asked her to let me do the negotiating.”
Wade swallowed hard. “Well you see... About that...”
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Kim brought her flying car, the Sloth, in for a landing near the peak of Mt. Middleton. “This place looks very familiar.”
In the seat next to her, Shego looked thoughtful. “Dr. D. told me he found this place while I was in prison. He said it used to be someone else's lair, years ago, but it had been gutted by an explosion.”
Kim suddenly remembered. “DNAmy! This was her lair the first time I came up against her. She was making living Cuddle-Buddies here. She even fused Rufus and one of my teachers together. We managed to fix them and escape, but the place got destroyed in the process.”
Shego laughed as she got out of the purple car. “Well don't tell the Doc that! He still has nightmares of the last time he worked with her.”
Kim hopped out. Together, they approached Dr. Drakken's latest lair. Just inside the cave opening were a brand new set of metal doors. A hand painted sign on one of the doors read. 'Lair of Dr. Drakken. Please wipe your feet.' Kim and Shego rolled their eyes at the mad scientist's odd concept of secrecy. Shego opened a panel next to the doors. Exposing a hand scanner. It was not unlike the one Kim had in the back of her closet at home. She placed a hand on the device. With a click, the door swung open.
Inside was a long ,stair filled, passageway leading into the heart of the mountain. Kim noticed the walls were freshly painted and the stairs had brand new anti-slip treads. They walked down the stairs. From ahead, they heard the sounds of people involved in some kind of heavy labor. The stairs ended at a large chamber, with a high ceiling. Numerous Henchmen were busy painting the walls. Other Henchmen were moving and unpacking large crates.
In one corner of the cavernous room, Dr. Drakken was busy at a workbench. He was wearing goggles and headphones, paying no attention to his surroundings. Even over the racket of the henchmen, they could hear him singing to himself... Horribly off key.
Shego started across the floor. Kim hurried to catch up with her. As they made their way across the room, all activity slowly came to a halt. One by one the Henchmen stopped what they were doing.
By the time they got to the middle of the room, the only sound was Drakken's so-called singing. Their way was blocked by a rather large Henchman, who stood imposingly between them and Drakken. His hands were behind his back, as if he were hiding something. Kim was getting worried. She could feel the Henchmen's eyes on her. She didn't like all this attention from people that she'd beat up, some of them on more than one occasion.
Shego put her hands on her hips, as she addressed the large Henchman. “What's going on Albert?”
Albert cleared his throat. “Umm... Shego. Well... Dr. Drakken told us that you weren't gonna renew your contract. And... Umm... That you'd gotten married to Kim Possible. Well... We all kinda chipped in and got you a combination going away and wedding present.”
Kim felt the tension in her body ease, as the Henchman held out a brightly wrapped box to Shego. She saw that, all around them, the Henchmen were smiling. A couple were even giving them a thumbs-up. She also saw that her wife had been rendered momentarily speechless.
Kim put her arm around Shego's waist. She spoke loud enough all the Henchmen could hear. “Thank you guys. This is very sweet of you. It means a lot. To both of us.”
She led Shego over to where Drakken was still working. He was blissfully ignorant of what had just occurred. The Henchmen resumed working, as Shego surreptitiously wiped at the dampness in her eyes.
Moments later, Shego was composed, and had her usual smirk plastered on her face. She tapped on the blue supervillain's shoulder.
He screamed and jumped at least a full foot straight up into the air.
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Shego dropped the last box of her belongings into the back seat of the Sloth. “I still think he's lying. I don't remember taking that day off last month.”
Kim had a big smile on her face as she closed the roof of the car. “It's not that bad. So you owe him one last heist and your contract is fulfilled.”
Shego slid into the seat next to her wife. “And you are just excited to be going on your first real theft as a bad girl aren't you?”
Kim's smile got wider as she started the car, and pushed the button for flight mode. “You bet!”
Kim was almost trembling with excitement, as she contemplated her first real unambiguous act of villainy.
Shego smiled as she watched her wife lift the car into the air. She knew exactly what Kim was feeling. She had been just as excited about her first time too.
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Kim and Shego crawled through an ventilation shaft. As she led the way, Kim checked a map of the building's interior, displayed on the screen of her Kimmunicator. When he provided the map, Wade told her it might not be completely accurate. He'd been unable to get into the building's security systems to double check it. So far, it was proving accurate, they were almost at their destination.
Shego was more than happy to let Kim take the lead. She was not as used to crawling through duct work as Kim. Besides, she thought, as she watched Kim's butt wiggle in front of her, the view was better from here.
Soon they reached a slatted grill covering the end of the shaft. Kim reached into her belt pouch and retrieved her lipstick laser. She quickly cut off the bolts holding the grill in place and gently lowered it to the floor. Both of them climbed out of the shaft. They were in a small storage room that, according to the map, was right next to the secret laboratory they needed to get into.
They went to the door that led to the laboratory. Kim took one look at the lock and stepped aside. She could handle most any kind of electronic lock with her Kimmunicator's built in programming, but this was an old school tumbler lock. Shego smiled as she reached into her ankle pouch and withdrew a set of lock picks. Kim watched her wife work on the lock. It occurred to her, she needed to learn how to do this too. She smiled when she heard the click of the lock giving way to her Sweetie's nimble fingers.
When the door opened, they found that there had indeed been some changes in the building's layout. Instead of the laboratory they expected to see, there was a long hallway. Had the hallway empty, they would not have worried too much, but it wasn't. Crossing back and forth, side to side, and diagonally, for the entire length of the hallway, was the bane of thieves worldwide. A McHenry Laser Grid.
Only once before had Shego run into one of these. To her shame, she'd been forced by it's sheer complexity, to back out of the job. Looking at this setup, she didn't see anyway of circumventing it this time either. At the far end of the hallway, right next to the door that was their goal, was the switch that would shut it down, but there was no way to reach it.
Shego turned to Kim, ready to tell her there was no way to handle this. She was shocked to see a wide smile on Kim's face. Kim pulled her back away from the doorway.
She whispered in Shego's ear, “Don't worry Sweetie. I got this.”
Shego stood there in shock as Kim kissed her, gave her a wink, and began backing away as far as she could from the door. The next thing she knew, Kim was running towards the lethal laser beams. Before her disbelieving eyes, Kim somersaulted into the grid. With a series of leaps and flips, she made her way through the maze of death filling the hallway. Within seconds, she was standing at the far end of the hallway, pushing the button that shut the whole thing down.
Running the length of the, now innocuous hallway, Shego embraced her wife. “Damn Kimmie! That was incredible!”
Kim returned her wife's hug. “It's no big. I've done it a couple times before.”
Shego's eyes widened. “OK Princess, you gotta teach me how to do that!”
Kim gave her a quick kiss. It wasn't her martial arts training that allowed her to navigate the grid. It was a totally different kind. She smiled as she imagined her hot wife in a cheerleading uniform. “Sure thing Baby.”
The door at this end of the hallway wasn't even locked. Apparently the people in charge of the building's security didn't expect anyone to get past the laser grid. On the other side was the laboratory. With the aid of the Kimmunicator's scanner, they easily avoided the randomly scattered pressure plates, and made their way across the floor. In a cabinet on the far side of the lab, they found what they were looking for.
It was a simple matter to retrace their route and make their way back out of the high security facility.
Two hours later, Kim was handing Dr. Drakken a tiny microchip.
The blue man danced with glee as he held the chip up to the light. “Now I can finish my greatest invention! The Super Powered, Cyber Robotic, Automatic Pickle Jar Opener!”
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