Shego acted quickly and caught her princess before the unconscious girl hit the floor. She carried her bridal-style to the large bed and placed her down softly. After adjusting the blankets and pillows to make Kim more comfortable, Shego finally had the chance to look at Kim closer than she’s ever had since the two years of her disappearance in the redhead’s life.
Beautiful, Shego thought. She had forgotten just how enchanted she was with the great Kim Possible, and she thought, too, that the former teen-hero had matured nicely. Very nicely.
Forgetting the fact that she was risking of waking the slumbering girl, Shego nuzzled Kim’s lustrous auburn locks, inhaling the smell of Kim’s shampoo mixed her natural scent. She pulled away slightly and sighed.
“I’ve missed you so much, Kimmie.” Shego whispered almost silently against Kim’s cheek, “So much.”
She knew that she shouldn’t, and that she was cheating, but she couldn’t help herself. And after all, she was a thief and it was her job to steal things.
Gently, she leaned further and stole a lingering kiss from her princess’s lips.
Kim felt something gentle and soft touch her lips, and it filled her body with a comforting warmth. Stirring slightly, she opened her eyes and sat up from her impromptu nap. She gasped in surprise when she saw her intruder sitting cross-legged on a chair at the foot of her bed.
“Shego!” She said as she pulled the blankets to her chest.
“Hi, Kimmie,” Shego said cockily, “Had a good nap?”
“What are you doing here?” Kim said defensively.
“Why, Cupcake, I’m hurt,” Shego pouted mockingly, “No, ‘I missed you, Shego’, at all?”
“I’m calling G.J.” She said as she dropped her blanket and reached for the Kimmunicator in her pocket.
Shego clicked her tounge, “That a way to treat a guest, Pumkin? Your mommy would be disappointed at your manners, little girl.”
“DON’T CALL ME A LITTLE GIRL!! (11) You broke into my apartment! You’re hardly a guest! “Kim yelled, “And I’m still calling G.J.”
“What for, Princess? Are you planning to turn me in?” Shego smiled evilly, “I think you’ll find that they haven’t even heard of me.”
“Yeah, right.” Kim scoffed and looked at the Kimmunicator’s screen.
When Betty Director’s face came up, Kim began talking, “Dr. Director, I have high-profile criminal in my apartment that I need to turn in.”
Betty looked slightly irritated, “Ms. Possible, all high-profile criminals have been accounted for during the last six months — what you are saying is not possible.”
“But Dr. Director, it’s Shego! She’s in my apartment here in Boston!” Kim said.
“Ms. Possible, are you under the influence of drugs?” The one-eyed woman asked.
“No! Look, I’ll prove it to you!” Kim turned the Kimmunicator towards an amused Shego. Shego only smirked and waved to head of the international espionage organization.
Kim turned the Kimmunicator back to herself. Betty sighed exasperatedly, “Look, Kim. She looks familiar but I assure you that she is not a wanted criminal. Now, I have some important business to attend to.”
“Betty boop!” Somebody said in the background behind Betty. As Dr. Director turned, the screen turned slightly as well, giving Kim an eyeful of a woman –who had a striking resemblance to a Dr. Vivian Porter— wearing racy lacy underwear.
“Oh sh—” was all Kim heard from the eye-patched woman before Dr. Director’s communication device dropped to the ground and the connection was lost.
“Dr. Director? Dr. Director??” Kim called, but she knew she was already disconnected. “This is just great.”
I wonder what Dr. Porter was doing with Dr. Director. They couldn’t be… could they?, Kim thought, NO WAY! Those two? What is going on?? Did I wake up in the wrong side of the bed today? What is with all these lesbians?? Is this another take-over-the-world scheme?? Is that why Shego’s here? Dr. Drakken must have managed to change the moodulator into some of gay converter? What would it be called? A “gaydar”? I’ve got to stop this!! What if I’m already affected? But how? And… what if this is all just a coincidence? What do I do?
“Believe me now, Princess?” Shego said, interrupting Kim’s inner monologue. Kim looked at her.
“No! You must have done something! It’s the mind control chip or the moodulator, isn’t it?” Kim looked at her wildly.
“Whoa, calm down there, Cupcake. I didn’t use any devices. A friend erased my records for me.” Shego explained.
“That’s impossible! And how come Dr. Director didn’t recognize you?!” Kim pointed a finger.
“Kimmie, let’s just say that it’s ‘magic’ and leave it at that, huh?” Shego grinned. Kim looked so adorable when she was confused.
“No! I’m calling Wade!” The panicked girl said, pressing buttons on her device.
“Hey, Kim,” Wade said, “That’s the second time you called today, something wrong?”
“Yes! There is something wrong! Wade, can you pull up criminal information on Shego? Please!” Kim begged.
The young genius typed away. He told Kim that there were no criminal records to be found on Shego – not even a parking ticket.
“But-but… Wade, check to see if there are any odd transmissions coming from ANYWHERE!” Kim said, she was very very confused now but she was still trying to see if her “gaydar” theory was right.
“Nothing out of the ordinary, Kim.” Wade informed.
Kim sighed in defeat. “Thanks, Wade.”
Wade bid her a worried good-bye and screen on the Kimmunicator dimmed.
“Alright, I give,” Kim said, “What are you doing here?”
Shego’s grin widened. “So you finally believe me now, Kimmie?”
Kim rolled her eyes and reluctantly nodded her head.
“Good,” Shego said, getting up from her seat to open a window. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow night at seven so we can talk.”
Shego winked before she stepped out the window, “Wear something nice.” And with that, the thief disappeared into the night.
What. The. Heck. Kim blinked. Did she just ask me out?
Trying not to process the situation, Kim dropped back unto her pillows. Lesbians are taking over the world, she thought exhaustedly.
Still, for one reason or another, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.