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Green / stupid DA file size limitation breakdown Part 2Author: The Humbug
Disclaimer: “Kim Possible” and all related characters within © The Walt Disney Company and its related entities. Kim Possible created by Mark McCorkle & Bob Schooley. All rights reserved. No profit is being collected from the fiction contained within. You can blame the rest of this on me.
Rating: PG-13 for intimations of a physical relationship and blatant, intimate contact between consenting adult females. This should also cover a little harsh language but I have no idea how it will address the issue of four naked women together in a bathtub. Any action or adventure found in this tale is entirely in your own imagination. If this will offend you, please read something else and then seek professional help.
Summary: This is a Kigo pairing and a tale within my ‘Who’s Writing This Crap?’ storyline. Kasy Ann and Sheki Go Possible are the creations of NoDrogs and I dedicate this tale to Mag for her artwork of the same name. That image is to be found at www.deviantart.com/deviation/26937870/ her DA page and is the inspiration for this story.
Green / Part 2
Kim’s earlier thought floated back up to the surface. She glanced down at their other daughter who had been singing tunelessly to herself the whole time.
“Hey, Possible.” She grinned at the larger woman.
“What, Possible?” Shego’s smile was self-conscious.
“Have you ever noticed that when all four of us are together we usually polarize exactly like we have right now?”
“Meaning?”
“You with Kasy and me with Sheki.”
“Yeah.” Strong arms gently smeared soapsuds on her child’s back.
“So why is that, do you think?”
“Well…”
“So you have noticed?”
“Doy! Of course.”
“I’ll tell you my reason if you tell me yours.”
“You first.”
“No, you.”
“You!”
“Oh… Ok.” Kim blushed a faint rosy glow. “It’s like I have my own little Shego.”
“Well, gee whiz, Dickless Tracy! That…”
“Please watch what you say in front of them! Little pitchers have big ears!”
“Sorry!” Shego cringed but the children continued to scrub at themselves. “But, really, that didn’t take any great detective work to figure out!”
“Is that your reason?”
“Pretty much. My own little Kimmie.” She shook her head ruefully. “Calling Dr. Freud!” Shego inspected Kasy’s attempts at washing herself. “Hey, Spanky, don’t forget to wash your little hoohoo.”
“Kay…”
“Hoohoo?”
“Sure, yeah.”
“Hoohoo??”
“So? What’s wrong with that?”
“The woman who remained on ‘GJ’s’ most-wanted list for nine straight years says ‘hoohoo’?”
“I don’t feel like saying V-A-G-I-N-A in front of our daughters, Ok!” Her face blushed a bruised color. “My folks never talked about that sort of… thing when my brothers and I were kids, is all.”
“But you’ll say D-I-C-K-L-E-S-S in front of them, hm?” Kim savored the tweak.
“Hey, S-C-R-E-W you, sweetheart! It slipped out!” Rarely was Shego snared so easily.
“Interesting choice of words.” Oh, she would relish this for days.
“You are one major pain in my M-O-T-E-R-F-U-…” Shego paused. “S-H-I-T, I spelled it wrong, didn’t I?”
“Yes! I win!” Kim threw a handful of suds at her wife. “You think you’re all that, Shego Possible, but you’re not!”
“No fair, I’m tired!” Shego threw a handful of suds back, and also gave Kim a splash.
“Mommy an’ Momma’s fight’n again!”
“Yay!”
Kim and Shego moved quickly to quell the splashing chaos that erupted between them, calming the children down and getting them back under control. The word ‘payback’ never once crossed Shego’s mind as she wiped soap out of Kasy’s tearing eyes. If possible, they were even more covered with bubbles and the prospect of eventual rinsing and clean up looked hopeless. When all was quiet again, Shego decided to pout her way into a Phyrric victory.
“I’m sowry, Pwincess.”
“Ok, Ok. I didn’t mean to make such a big deal of it.” Kim smirked and blew a mountain of bubbles from Sheki’s head to get the child’s attention. “How about you? Did you wash your hoohoo?”
“All clean!”
Kim looked across the tub and grinned mischievously; Shego scowled and scrubbed her ears. They washed in relative silence for a minute before Kim spoke again.
“That doesn’t mean that we love one more than the other, right?”
“Who?”
“The girls.”
“Huh?” Shego stopped bathing. “What are you talking about?”
“Me always holding Sheki and you holding Kasy.”
“You’re joking, right? Of course not!”
“It’s just something we’re used to, right?”
“Right. Sort of balancing the family so that it’s not the red versus the black.”
“So… trade?” They looked into each other’s eyes and both shrugged.
“Sure, why not.”
The twins kicked and squealed as they were each lifted and passed across to the opposite parent, neither noticing the change because there really wasn’t any change worth noticing. Once reseated, Kasy and Sheki continued to play in the soapy water and the women smiled at their own foolishness while bathing resumed. Sheki started singing again and Shego, recognizing the words from one of the little songbooks the girls loved, joined in. Kim and Kasy played a simple counting game that started to get a little loud when they ran out of fingers.
“OW! MY PIGGIES!”
“Grrrrrrr!”
“Kimberly Ann Possible… what are your daughter’s toes doing in your mouth??”
“MOMMY’S EATING MY FOOT!” The giggling made it seem unlikely that Kasy’s foot was actually being eaten.
“Grrr!”
“I swear that this entire family is mad… mad, I say.” Shego stared at the shenanigans and glanced down at the tiny raven-haired child sitting in front of her. “Don’t they look silly?” Sheki’s only answer was to lift her little foot out of the water, almost causing her to roll off her plump little backside, and pout wordlessly up at her Momma. Shego rolled her eyes and prayed that no one at the ‘Villain Of The Year’ award committee ever found out about this.
“… grr…”
“Momma! Ow! Piggies!”
“Grrrr!”
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“No pool.”
“What do you mean, ‘no pool’?” Kim swiped at her nose to knock some bubbles away.
“Exactly what it sounded like.” Shego’s tone bade no argument. “No pool.”
“I know what it sounded like, but I just mentioned the idea a few days ago for the first time.” Kim didn’t mind a debate but didn’t care for being shot down so firmly without any real discussion. “And now you’ve made the decision for us that we’re not going to get a pool?”
“Yep.”
“Care to share with me why not?”
“Gladly.” Long fingers counted off her points as she made them. “There’s already a good public swimming pool in Middleton, I’d rather not tear up our backyard, they’re expensive and besides… Bonnie and I discussed it and made our decision.” Shego absorbed herself with her bathing as if to say ‘and that’s final’.
“Before I attempt to fathom what role Bonnie plays in this decision to get a pool may I please offer a few counterpoints?”
“Surely.” The older woman didn’t look particularly receptive.
“First, the Middleton public pool is fine but it gets a little rowdy for the girls. Second, I’m talking about a small, aboveground pool that’s easy to install and maintain. Thirdly, we can easily afford one, and finally… please don’t call me ‘Shirley’.” Kim leaned back against the edge of the green porcelain. “Now, tell me what Bonnie has to do with it.” It was several seconds before Shego even acknowledged the question, let alone answered it. She seemed to be debating something with herself and choosing her words carefully. Finally she made eye contact and replied.
“Remember the little get-together you and I had with Ron over at the Rockwaller place when Bonnie was in town the last time with little Alexander?”
“M’yeah. So?”
“Do you remember Mrs. Rockwaller’s pool?”
“Yeah.”
“How about when you and Ron and Tara and Monique all played ‘keep away’ while the kids paddled around the steps?”
“Yes, I remember.” This made no sense to Kim. “You and Bonnie didn’t even get in the water. You were both sunbathing. So what’s the sitch?”
“The sitch, my darling sweetheart, is that you and Stoppable were climbing all over each other!” The pale green woman waved her washcloth menacingly over the heads of the oblivious twins. “He kept grabbing your waist and hooking his fingers on the strings of your suit!”
“Huh?”
“He kept lifting you and throwing you across the water with his hand on your butt!”
“Ron’s a friend! More like a brother to me than the Tweebs!” She scoffed. “We’ve roughhoused like that since we were kids!”
“And you!” She waved her arms at the walls as if there was nothing further to be said. “You kept pushing him under and perching on his shoulders with your legs wrapped around his head!”
“Oh, for Heaven’s sake!”
“You pulled down his trunks and started playing keep away with THEM!”
“They came off when he dived!” Kim was gesturing as broadly as her spouse was. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing!”
“Totally inappropriate behavior, if you ask me… fondling each other like that.”
“NO ONE WAS FONDLING ANYONE!”
“Mommy’s yell’n.” Kasy swiped ineffectually at her neck.
“So not da’ dwama.” Sheki scrubbed nonchalantly at her elbow.
“Kim, please.” Piety rarely found its way into Shego’s mien but it was there now. “The children are very impressionable. Please watch what you say around them.”
Kim’s initial reply was a low growl. She’d passed the count of fifty before she spoke.
“But what does any of this have to do with Bonnie?”
“You were touching her man, no matter what you want to call it.”
“Oh, for the love of… yeah, they’ve been dating for awhile, but isn’t that a little too…”
“Kim, it’s more that just dating. He’s the father of her son!”
“They’ve never told us that.”
“Do they have to?”
“Not really, but they’ll make it official when they’re ready to talk about it.” Kim waved off the distraction and picked up the thread of their argument. “Forget about all that. You’re telling me that neither you nor your brothers ever played like that when you went swimming?”
“No, our parents… didn’t… anyway, another five minutes of that and I swear Bon-Bon was going to go postal.” She shook her head in disgust. “She looked at me and I looked back at her and we agreed that private swimming pools were definitely OUT and that you’d both behave yourselves better in the Middleton public pool.” She reached out and gently bobbed the heads of her offspring. “Momma says ‘so there’. Right?”
“Mommy! Momma says ‘so there’!” Sheki grinned.
“So there, Mommy!” Kasy nodded absently.
Kim crossed her arms hotly and huffed in exasperation; it was bad enough to be outnumbered by her wife and friend but to be betrayed by her own daughters was intolerable. She listened to the three members of her immediately family chatter to each other while an idea sparked in her brain.
“Ok, so no pool?” Her tone spoke of resignation and defeat.
“No pool.” The day belonged to Shego; she was triumphant.
“How about a Jacuzzi?”
“Mmmm… maybe.” Shego put on an unflappable air. She looked away in mock distain. “I’ll have to think about it.”
Kim nodded and leaned far back against the rim of the tub; careful not to disturb or touch her daughters, Kim slowly straightened her leg and stretched it across to the opposite end of the tub to where Shego was sitting… exactly to the spot where Shego was sitting. With a practiced touch and gentle motions Kim hit her target with the unerring accuracy of a heat-seeking missile. The woman who could do anything wriggled her toe slightly and the reaction was immediate; Shego’s emerald eyes shot wide open and she froze.
“…nnng…ghaa…”
“Your Empress bids thee consider the finer points of owning a Jacuzzi.”
“… such… ooooo… such as…?”
“When we’re in it all alone, I’ll wash your hoohoo.” Kim grinned at how Shego perked right up.
“My… ah, geez…” The pale green woman shuddered. “My Empress doth make a good point.”
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The adults felt as if they’d each lost a few layers of skin and neither wanted to even think about how much their hands and feet must look like prunes. They were fully relaxed and totally ready for bed and the children were losing more steam with each passing minute. Kim threw her a look and Shego decided to pose the inevitable question.
“So, are we all ready to get out?” Oddly enough this produced a negative reaction from both children; they both turned to look up beseechingly at Shego.
“Latherinsobey, Momma!”
“Please!”
“PLEASE!”
“Shego, did they just say…”
“Please!
“PLEEEEEEASE!!”
“Ok, Ok!” The pale green woman laughed and held her hands up to ward off the pouts. “Just a little and then we’re finished, Ok? It’s really late and it’ll take long enough for our hair to dry.”
“Kay!”
“Kay, Momma.”
“Baby? That sounded a lot like they said ‘Lather, Rinse, Obey’.” Kim tried and failed to catch her spouse’s eye as the larger woman swiveled around in the tub and opened the lowest drawer beneath the sink. When she came back around she was holding a bottle that Kim had never hoped to see again; formed of molded plastic, it was a typical squeeze-bottle such as could be found in the homes of millions of families… but the similarities stopped just short of the maniacal blue face that sneered out from the label. Kim did a triple-take.
“Where..?! How…!?!”
“Kimmie, it’s not what you think.”
“What do you mean by putting that stuff on our babies???”
“Princess, calm down.” Shego squirted a dollop of shampoo into her hands and reached out to gently massage an equal portion into the wet hair of her children; they each took over lathering responsibilities after a few moments. “It’s just the bottle, not the brainwashing shampoo… or the cranium rinse, for that matter.” She closed the cap and set the bottle down. “The Doc had to buy about ten thousand of these empty bottles to get a better price, so I just snagged a few from the lair.”
“So it’s really just…”
“Child-strength shampoo, yes. ‘No more tears’ and all that crap.” The former villain rolled her eyes and laughed out loud. “Did you really think that I would use the real thing on them?”
“No, but…”
“They love the bottle, for the love of Mike! They think it’s a clown in the picture.” She eyed the face on the label. “They weren’t far off.” Her gaze came back up to meet that of her mate. “Geez, what an untrusting soul I’ve married!”
“I’m sorry, Ok?” Kim practically glowed crimson as she blushed. “Seeing that again just freaked me out, is all!” She reached up and tentatively helped Kasy rub the rich lather into her scalp. She smelled the foam and peered closely at her twin daughters. “You girls would love to have stewed cabbage for breakfast.”
“Icky, Mommy!”
“Icky poo!”
“Blegh!”
“Yucky!”
“Eww, Pumpkin.” Shego gave her a puzzled look. “What’s all that about?”
“Nothing.” Kim breathed a sigh of relief. “Just testing.” She dug her slender fingers into her daughter’s red hair and built a little Mohawk down the center of Kasy’s head. The hero looked around the tub and frowned at the mounds of suds that needed to be rinsed away when she noticed a change in the water temperature.
“Shego, it’s really late. You didn’t need to do that.”
“Do what, Pumpkin?” Shego tilted her head curiously as she molded Sheki’s hair into spikes.
“Reheat the water. We need to be thinking of getting out.”
“Yeah, ‘cause I’m really starting to get sleepy, here.” Black-glossed lips were smudged as Shego stifled a yawn with the back of her hand.
“So why bother reheating the water? It wasn’t that cold.”
“I didn’t.”
“Well, it feels warmer to me.” Kim swirled the water around between her open fingers. Shego stared at her for a moment and then did the same. She furrowed her brow and nodded.
“Yeah, it does feel warmer. I swear that I didn’t do it, though.”
“Then what did?”
“Beats me.”
They looked at each other… then they looked down at the twins. The twins looked back up, the very picture of innocence, but also thrust out their chubby arms to point accusingly at each other without hesitation.
“Ok.” Kim stood up quickly and shook her hands free of as much liquid as possible. “We’re done here.”
“Well, Princess, you have to admit that the Doc and I never did THAT to you!” Shego stood just as quickly, looking as if she would have leapt from the tub had she not been covered in soapsuds as was the rest of her family. She flipped the drain release with her toe and the water began to sluice away. “This is just sick.”
“Sick and wrong.”
“Wrongsick. So what do we do now?” It didn’t take a genius to realize what Shego was talking about; they were all thoroughly coated with foam. Kim already had an answer ready and she smirked wickedly.
“We hit the showers” The glint in her eyes was practically evil, as was that of her wife.
“I like the way you think, Kimmie.” Shego left the drain open, turned the water back on and bent down to pull the routing valve for the showerhead. “Ready?”
“Ready!”
“Hold your ears!” Shego pulled the valve plug and warm water rained down from above to drench them all.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The girls scampered to their feet in agitation and proceeded to run around in a tight circle between their laughing parents, both girls screeching at the top of their lungs and waving their arms wildly. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
“No respiratory problems, that’s good to know.”
“If they could just get over their fear of the shower, they’d be fine.” Kim saw that all four of them were blessedly free of foam and fouled water alike. “Ok, a few more seconds and then shut it down.”
“Yes, my Empress… Geez, the Doc was never this bossy.” Shego just giggled at Kim’s harsh glare. “Don’t hit! Don’t hit!”
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Towel-dried and with a little lotion for tender skin, the twins were led down the hall to the master bedroom of the house. Kim stood them on the quilted bed while she redressed them in their night clothes and they clambered up onto the bed; the king-sized mattress was a considerably higher off of the floor than their own little beds but they refused all offers of assistance. Kim and Shego each took turns poking and prodding the girls’ keisters again, both Kasy and Sheki howling indignantly all the while. They managed to scowl and look offended when they finally achieved the summit but cheered up as soon as Shego gave further attention to their thick heads of hair with a towel and brush.
“It’ll still be a little damp, Princess”
“That’s Ok. I’ll lay another towel across their pillows.” Kim sought out her own nightgown and draped it down over her petite form. Turning back towards the bed, she noticed how her mate was still in a state of undress but that the children were apparently oblivious to their Momma’s nudity while the older woman finished preparing their daughters for bed.
“Shego, can I ask you a personal question?” Kim was glad to see that her wife didn’t frown or look too wary.
“Sure, baby, always.”
“When I let the girls join us in the tub, were you bugging a little?” Kim stood there and waited while Shego absorbed herself in tenderly caring for the little miracles sitting next to her. Long fingers lovingly brushed red and black hair with equal attention. Eventually Shego was ready to answer; she bit her lip but otherwise spoke with an even tone.
“At first, yes.” She looked levelly at Kim and the redhead nodded in acceptance.
“Did it make you uncomfortable having the girls with us in the tub?”
“Yes, a little.” Now she shifted her gaze away, her voice settling lower. “A lot.”
“Then I’m sorry. I should have asked you first if it was Ok.” Kim joined her family on the bed; Sheki rolled over and climbed into Kim’s lap, drawing in her chubby legs and wrapping plump arms around her Mommy’s body. Here eyes were getting heavier and both girls were yawning almost continuously. “I noticed that something was awkweird and I didn’t stop to think.”
“It’s not them and it wasn’t you. It’s me.” She set down the brush and hugged Kasy tight from behind. “I’m not so territorial that I can’t share my private time with both you and them all at once.”
“But I did sort of interrupt us when we were… you know.”
“Baby, you know as well as I do that we’re both waaaay too tired to have gotten too frisky tonight, but I want you to know that if there’s anyone that could wake the dead, it’s you.” Shego smirked. “It’s not that either, really. Our love life hasn’t suffered since the girls were born and I’m never jealous of them wanting to be with us.”
“Was it because we went from being intimate to family time so quickly?”
“No.” She tapped the hairbrush against her knee. “My parents…”
“Shego, you know that you never have to tell me more than you want to.” The slender redhead interjected only after Shego’s pause stretched a bit too long. “I can love an enigma.” This broke a little of the pall and the larger woman smiled.
“I bet you say that to all the girls.” She took a deep breath. “For two people that decided to have so many children, my parents were the worst possible candidates for breeding. I mean, they treated the boys and I more like some weird scientific experiment… scold them and they do this, feed them and they do that, ignore them and see how long they…” The pause was longer this time and she seemed to slowly fold over the child before her; Kasy lovingly chewed on her Momma’s fingers. “Anyway, they never showed us much personal affection and certainly NEVER bathed with us. Being nude with you in the tub is nothing new but with them in there…”
“I’m sorry.”
“As you say, it’s no big.”
“No. I mean that I’m sorry that you grew up in those conditions.” Sheki was almost asleep and Kim passed her across to Shego before speaking again. “And I am sorry that I didn’t even think to ask you if you’d be Ok with it. There are still so many things about your past that I don’t know… secrets that you haven’t shared with me yet and never have to unless you want… but one thing that I felt sure of was that you didn’t have a very nice childhood.” She looked thoughtfully at her mate. “You don’t have to say anything, but it shows often enough in how you treat our babies.” Kim pointed at the pale green children reclining against Shego’s bare legs. “You’re so good to them and care for them so well that it’s pretty clear to me how things must have been.”
“For me?”
“Yeah.”
“So transparent, am I?” The mock defiance softened her tone. “You think you know so much about me, huh?” Kim’s first response to that was to strike a classic pose of triumph, hands on hips and chin up.
“Yep.”
“Name three things that you ‘know’ about me that I’ve never told you.” Longs fingers caressed two small drowsy forms.
“Nope. I’ll name four.” Kim took her own deep breath. “You carry some of my old maternity clothes around in the trunk of your car, you really do like Ron but for some reason you want to hide this from me, you’re afraid to let me catch you staring at my mother and I’m afraid to ask why.” She made her final play. “And you were very overweight until the accident with the meteor that gave you your powers.”
“…”
In all of the years that they had been together, as foes and as lovers, Kim could not recall the last time that her mate had been struck speechless.
“…”
“I’m going to turn down the girls’ beds.” She stood.
“…”
“I’ll be right back.” She turned on her heel and left the room. Silence continued behind her.
There were still a few lights on in the hall upstairs and the bathroom still needed a little straightening but there was no reason to linger or to go back downstairs; the lower level had already been thoroughly secured for the night. Towels hung and water off, Kim made certain that the nightlight burned for her girls should that have to make a return trip to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The blue canary in the outlet by the light switch would always watch over them. Kim glanced at the countertop beside the sink as she left the bathroom and noted what she saw there… or rather did not see. Then, as she had promised to do, she walked across the hall to the girls’ room and turned down their beds and fluffed their little pillows before walking back to her family.
The children we still sitting beside their Momma on the bed when Kim returned to the bedroom but a few details had changed. One was that Shego was no longer nude; another was that she had drifted off to sleep and was collapsed across the bed with her head on her pillow and Kasy’s toes in her mouth. Kim stifled a giggle and whispered to her from the doorway.
“… shego…!”
“… momma’s sleep’n, mommy…” Sheki pointed at the unusual spectacle and grinned. Kasy was equally quiet and sat still as the former villain drooled over her little green foot.
“… got my piggies…”
“…grrr… ZZZZZZZZZZ”
“… shego, wake up…”
“… grrr…” The older woman stirred this time and her eyelids opened. Slowing absorbing her situation the woman pulled the delicate foot from her mouth and wiped the drool from her face with her other hand, all while she lurched back up into a sitting position and scowled. “Ptuui.”
Kim decided to go easy on her sleepy mate and pretend that it hadn’t happened. She focused on Shego’s present attire instead.
“You’re not cold, are you?” Kim fluffed her own damp hair and walked right up to the edge of the bed.
“No.” Shego had fetched her terrycloth robe from somewhere and it was belted around her waist. Other than that she was still seated cross-legged on the bed. “Not bad detective work. Not bad at all.” Her expression was blank and her mass of black hair shifted when she tilted her head to the side. “Alright… how did you learn about the maternity clothes?”
“Looking for jumper cables. I swear that it was by accident. I didn’t snoop.”
“I believe you. Well, yes, I do carry some of your old maternity stuff. I keep them clean.” Shego sounded almost defensive.
“I know. I saw that they were in a zip-lock bag. Why in the world would you want…?”
“Pumpkin, do you even have to ask?” She reached out with both hands and tenderly grasped Kim’s narrow waist. Gently but inexorably Kim was dragged the few remaining inches closer until Shego’s face was right against her abdomen, just below her navel. “They remind me of when you were pregnant with our little miracles and how I was reborn through my love for you.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.” Kim shuddered as the warm breath passed through her flimsy nightgown. “I don’t mind but why not just ask for them, or just tell me what you wanted to do?”
“Every way that I thought of asking just sounded too weird.” Shego’s eyes became hooded. “So, what’s this about me liking the buffoon?”
“Well, um…” Kim blushed a little. “I snooped. I’ve suspected for a long time that you respect Ron in spite of yourself.”
“Unca Ron?” Sheki roused herself and looked around the bedroom. Kasy also opened her eyes wider in expectation.
“Wittle Woofus?”
“Uncle Ron’s at home in bed, pudd’n.” Kim scratched thick, black tresses with one hand and worsened an unruly red mop with the other. “We’ll see him and Rufus tomorrow.”
“… yay…” Both girls were running on fumes.
“You said ‘like’ earlier, Princess, not respect. And I distinctly heard you say ‘snooped’.”
“I, uh… Do you remember that sitch a few months back where I was delayed in getting home? I reported in and you and Ron met back here to wait for me.”
“M’hm.”
“You were each at opposite ends of the dining room table eating when I walked it, busily ignoring each other and shooting mean looks across the flatware until I fixed a plate and joined you. Then you both loosened up.”
“Yes.” Emerald eyes looked suspicious.
“Let’s just say that I’d arrived home a few minutes before I walked in the door.”
“A few min…” Shego replayed that scene in her head. “Oh.”
“I heard laughter from inside the house.”
“Crap.”
“Exactly.” Kim sat down beside Shego and stroked a pale green knee. “I watched you two carrying on through the back patio door…”
“Kimmie… Kim, it only happened that one time!” Strong hands lifted to hide her face. Kim’s expression never changed.
“… laughing and talking and joking like you were old friends. You were each sharing funny stories from the opposite sides of the same sitch and having a grand old time. When Ron got to the part where his pants fell down… again… and he tripped right onto the big red self-destruct button, you laughed so hard that whatever you were drinking shot out your nose. Admit it.”
“Admit nothing, deny everything, make counter accusations!” Her voice was muffled through her hands.
“Shego, you admit right now that you like Ron Stoppable or so help me…”
“Ok!” Her hands flew apart and the ignition was so brief that her fists barely glowed before they were extinguished. “Alright! He’s funny and friendly and I do like him. He loves the twins and he loves you and I think that he just might like ME in spite of HIMself… but I didn’t want you to know that we’d been getting chummy because I will NEVER respect him as a man until he stands up for what he did to Bonnie.”
“What he and Bonnie did together, you mean?”
“Whatever. Until then he’s just a lovable buffoon.” Albeit slightly irked by the matter of Stoppable, Shego was also fading fast and her ire soon died, quickly replaced by lethargy. “Let’s please drop that subject for another time.” She yawned loudly in punctuation and the girls did not react.
“Ok.” Kim had to know about one thing. “So…”
“So?”
“So why do you keep sneaking peaks at Mom?”
“Kimmie, please don’t make me answer that now.” The larger woman sagged and her head drooped.
“Why not?” Kim felt a chill stealing over her that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. “Is there something that you don’t want me to know about?”
“No.” Shego would not look her in the eyes.
“Something that she doesn’t want me to know about?”
“No.”
“Something that neither of you want me to…”
“Geez, Kim. Take the hint, why don’t you?” Careful not to disturb the sleeping girls, Shego straightened her legs and rolled backward onto the bed. She made certain to keep her robe closed tight as she reached out and pulled the children to her, their plump bodies leaning against her side. “There’s nothing that you need to know about, Ok? Everything’s just fine between me and your mom.”
“Fine?”
“Yeah.” Those eyes were closed now, the speech slurred.
“Nothing more than that? Just fine?”
“Yes. Fine.”
“But you won’t tell me?” Obsessive as ever, Kim was afraid to let this question wait; she was also afraid to learn the answer.
“Judas Priest, baby, there’s nothing to tell.” Shego huffed and let the warmth of her daughters flow through the fabric of her robe. “At least, nothing that won’t make more sense when I’m awake.”
“Shego…”
“I mean it Kim, not until tomorrow. Everything is Ok but if I try to answer that question now it’ll sound wrong.” Stretched out on the bed with her daughters against her belly and chest, her voice sounded almost plaintive. “Please?”
Kim relented.
“Ok. Sorry to harp at you.” The petite redhead stood. “I’m going to brush my teeth and then I need to take Martin and Lewis to their room.”
“… no…”
“Shego, they can’t sleep with us. They’ll be all over the bed and we’ll never get any sleep.”
“… no… please…?” Each word floated out on a breath. “…my babies…”
“You’ll be sorry.” Kim sighed and walked to their personal bathroom; it only had a shower so the girls rarely went in there except to use the toilet. Kim cleaned her teeth and when she returned to the bed she frowned and grumbled irritably.
“shego”
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“shego… you’re on top of the blankets… get up so I can…”
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“zzzzzzzz”
“zzzzzzzz”
“nuts”
Kim shook her head ruefully and slowly lowered herself onto the top of the comforter. She curled right up to her daughters to plant one final kiss of the night on their smooth brows before she reached up and switched off the lamp. Kasy had her thumb in her mouth and was being held the tightest by her older parent, little Sheki having slipped lower in the grasp and resting a bit apart. Kim slid the little girl closer to her and she snuggled against the softness, felt the child turn towards her and press closer. Kim smelled the herbal scent of the child’s damp hair.
“lather, rinse, obey my ass”
“pumpkin, what…?”
“sorry, baby” Kim traded whisper for whisper. “I thought you were down for the count”
“was” The bed moved slightly as weight was shifted. “had to ask one thing”
“shoot”
“how did you know I used to be fat?” The voice was too soft to discern much inflection or tone but if Shego had ever sounded less like her brash, over-confident self, Kim could not recall when. She pushed her self up and rested on her elbow.
“a little detective work”
“kimmie…”
“oh… ok… you work out as much as I do, some days more ‘cause you weight train”
“so?”
“more than I do, really…”
“kim, that’s not true”
“it is true, and you have more upper body strength than I do but that’s not my point” A hushed breath so as not to wake the children. “my point is that you have a pretty strict regimen of exercise”
“thanks”
“but baby… you have one of the largest appetites I know… counting ron… and no way could your exercise regimen be the only thing keeping your weight down considering your caloric intake”
“…”
“I mean to say that you eat like an army”
“ok, I get it”
“you go through food like it’s going out of style”
“ok, possible, yeah, I eat like a pig!”
“I didn’t say that… I just know that eating habits are hard to change and even though your weight has fluxuated over time it’s never risen more than a few pounds… that, and whenever you’ve been through a major sitch and the plasma’s been flying you actually seem to lose body mass” Kim peered into the darkness and could just barely make out the silhouette of her wife’s head against the faint glow from the window casement. “I suspected that it had to be related to whatever physiological changes your body went through because of the meteor’s radiation” She carefully reached out and brushed her fingers across warm skin. “don’t be angry… I’m just making an observation, baby, not trying to hurt you”
“not angry”
“yes you are… was I right?”
“yeah… a real porker all through grade and high school”
“how much did y…”
“no way, I’ll die first”
“forget I asked…role playing club?”
“naw, audio visual” A sigh followed by a dry chuckle. “I was a tech-nerd like wade” Kim felt the back of a finger, the backs of several fingers, stroking her cheek.
“I always knew you were too smart for a sidekick” She let the fingers caress her face. “it might also explain a few other factors in our sordid history”
“like?”
“like the way you’ve always luxuriated in how you display your body, the tight uniform you’ve always worn, the revealing clothes… or no clothes…”
“hm, never thought about that”
“… not to mention the way you seemed especially keen to destroy a certain skinny cheerleader that shall remain nameless”
“kimmie, can we let that little piece of childhood misery fade into the hoary mists of time?” The hand moved lower and nestled between Kim’s breasts. “that’s not me any more… please?”
“I never planned to do otherwise” Kim quickly brought her hand up to her chest and held Shego’s hand there before it could be withdrawn. “I really didn’t mean to stir bad memories”
“s’ok… no big”
“unlike your butt, I’m sure” Kim nipped at the hand.
“ooo, you… that’s it” The trapped hand grew a little warm but Kim refused to let it go. “just for that your empress commands you to prepare for her a ginormous breakfast in the morning” The hand managed to pull loose but stayed close to the hero’s body, carefully avoiding the sleeping Sheki as it traveled along the lithe form. “bacon, eggs, pancakes, bacon, sausage, oatmeal, bacon, coffee, juice, bacon…”
“I think we’re out of bacon” Kim was starting to yawn uncontrollably now.
“ok, then I’ll just have bacon”
“how can you still be hungry? I noticed that you also snagged the girls’ cookies”
“son of a … I swear that if they weren’t here in bed with us right now I’d show you just how much I can eat”
“promises, promises”Both grew comfortable again and Kim was just on the verge of nodding off.
“kimmie, the thing with your mom…” The invisible hand drew away from Kim’s stomach and Sheki remained asleep when her Mommy held her tighter in anticipation.
“yes?”
“if this ends up sounding weird, it’s your own fault”
“ok” Kim would swear that her heart stopped beating.
“I’ve known you for almost ten years, Anne for less than half that… and you’ve grown so much in that time” The room was silent for a moment. “every day that goes by, every month and year, you look and act more like her, like your mother” More silence. “your level of maturity, emotionally, physically…”
“I see”
“no, you don’t… I look at your mom and I believe that I’m seeing your future… what you’re turning into… I’m not saying that I want you to be her because I love what’s you, not her… I’m saying that… nuts, this sounds so damn moronic… if what I see in her is what I have to look forward to in our life together, keeping intact what is uniquely Kim Possible, I would consider myself the luckiest woman on earth”
“…”
“kimmie…?
“…”
“kim?
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
Shego didn’t move until she was confident that Kim really was asleep and not just teasing her. The room was so dark and she didn’t want to risk waking her family with even the weakest plasma field, so the former villain settled back a bit and gave her ‘cuddle buddy’ for the night a squeeze; Kasy continued to suck her thumb and dreamed. If Kim didn’t remember the final part of the conversation, fine. If she did, well, then Shego could handle that sitch better when wide-awake. With the children safely tucked between their parents, that which ‘knits the raveled sleeve of care’ cradled them for the rest of the night; Team Possible remained pretty much in the same position through the next several hours, only moving when they were thoroughly rested and eventually awoke to great the new day.
And that is always the start of another story.
The End
Author’s Notes: An old plot bunny, this was born of a great piece of Kigo artwork; you can see my Summary notes for details. I make references to other stories in my grand design so you might recognize those bits when you find them. Plot bunnies aside, there are many Kigo artists and I have my personal favorites; without setting any one of them above another I must say that the one artist who has given me my personal template for what Kim and Shego look like in MY stories is Mag (fortheloveofpizza). Again, do not misunderstand, I have several favorites but what SHE has drawn is the way I see KP & S in my own head. So please visit her DA page and wish her well. Be well.
Comments: 30
I love the entire story you made me imagine every single part of it I have received inspiration from you and I thankyou.
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Well..... thank you! I appreciate the kind words. I am glad that you liked the story!
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Do me a favor check the drawing I made and give me your honest opinion pleas.
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Absolutely... already done. It's great; I like the style, slightly soft and not as sharp as I imagine. That's a good thing!
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Ooooooooooooh now I get it thanks. I thougt I made you feel bad, thaks again.
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Thanx for the kind words!
Your picture shows something that not to many images OR stories depict... how characters spend their downtime together. Well done!
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wow thats was good, can you recommend any others?^^
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Well... read 'Tag' if you have not read it yet.
Thanx, again!
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hey I had a question. are you working n anything new?
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Yes... a little story called 'Shiny Hands'. You heard it here first!
Not to mention getting back to Crumbs.
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sweet cant wait to read it and what is crumbs about?
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'Crumbs' is a sequel to my story 'A Cookie For Ecclesiastes'.
Cookie might have started as a one-shot (did you read that yet?) but the idea grew into a broader idea for the sequel.
WARNING: Crumbs is not finished yet, so if you read the chapters posted you will have to wait for the end. Make sure that you read Cookie.
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Good story.
Superbly written.
Captures the feeling of family quite nicely.
Your fics continue to impress and entertain.
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That is actually a word a friend of mine uses for saying V-A-G-I... well, you get the picture.
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lol my grandmom use to say it too i just havent heard it in a while ^^
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Glad you liked them! Thanx for the kind words. Be well!
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When I finally got around to reading this, the only thing I could do was kick myself for not jumping in sooner. This is a wonderful piece of your KPverse and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Taught writing and well paced narrative with enough angst to keep me happy and enough happy to make me want more. The only nit I have to pick is that the two deviations are not linked in your comments section.
Thanks for sharing,
Alex
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Well POOP. The links were supposed to do their linky thing! Sorry about that. You're a pretty resourceful guy and I have no doubt that you'll locate the image in my Faves. Glad you liked it! It was a hoot to write and let me get a lot of little scenes out of my head and down on (figurative) paper. The aforementioned picture DID inspire me so be sure to look it up. Thanx for the great review and the support I need to keep writing.
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Glad you liked it! Thanx for the feedback!
(Now... back to work on TSBF!)
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... and doubly-glad that you hung around for the conclusion! Thanx for the great feedback!
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