Saving The Day
By Sheryl Nantus
Disclaimer: Ain't Mine. 'Nuff said.
Synopsis: A startling discovery causes a difficult choice.
Author's Notes: K/R schmoopy assumption. You have been warned.
Rating: G
"Hmm." Shego leaned on the table, looking over the assorted objects spread out across the polished surface. Glancing to her left she could see her teenage nemesis and her partner, still safely trapped in a pair of cages hanging far above the ground and not too far below where she stood near the control room.
"Must be an off day." The brunette mused as she poked at the utility belts with a single finger, frowning as she pushed the grapple gun to one side. "Finally thought to take this away from her first."
An annoyed chittering to one side caught her attention. Turning around she lit up one hand with a surge of green energy, letting the sparkling plasma burn.
"Quiet, rat." She snarled at Rufus as he pulled at the small bars in his own cage. "Don't make me hurt you. First."
The naked mole rat continued to jabber on, shaking his fist at the woman in the green and black jumpsuit.
"Blah, blah, blah." Extinguishing the flame she waved back at the irate animal as she flipped open the contents of one backpack, dumping the contents across the table.
"Ooh. Pretty." Shego pushed the pink compact to one side. "Be nice to pull that apart and see how it works." She poked at a notebook. "Ech. History homework. Maybe it's an overdue project." A wave of her finger and the paper curled up in a ball of flame and ash. "Whoops."
Rufus let out a squeak of dismay as she slashed open the second knapsack.
"This is just… gross." The leaking Bueno Nacho paper bag sat on the table, the oil and melted cheese threatening to break free. "Just… gross." She repeated as a shudder ran through her body. "I mean, hasn't he ever heard of a salad? Even a taco salad…" Her voice trailed off as she spotted a small box hiding behind the fast food bag.
"Ooh. What's this?" She picked up the minute box, turning it over and over in the palm of her hand.
A high-pitched squeal came from the naked mole rat. Rufus ran at the bars, tossing himself helplessly against the metal.
"What, some sort of high-tech gadget for the buffoon?" Shego laughed as she flipped the lid open. "Well, it's mine now, whatever…" She fell silent as she stared at the diamond ring in her hand.
"Is this…" Spinning around she strode to the small cage. "Is this an engagement ring?" She snarled at Rufus.
He nodded frantically, his eyes wide and sad.
"The buffoon was going to ask her to marry him? When…" She smacked her forehead with her free hand. "Let me guess. Tonight. After you thwart our latest plan."
Rufus let out a plaintive sound.
"Oh, man…" Striding over to the window she looked down at the pair still trapped in their individual cages. "Of all nights…"
The pink rodent sat down, sniffling as he watched her stand there for a long minute; staring down at her enemies.
"Okay." Suddenly the brunette was in his face, snarling and wagging a finger. "This is how it's going to go down."
"I don't believe this!" Dr. Drakken pounded the side of the aircar as they rose into the sky over the remains of the criminal hideout. "How did they escape? How did they do it?"
"I don't know." Shego shrugged as she maneuvered the car higher into the sky. "Stuff happens, you know?" She looked down at the teenagers. "Who would have thunk the little rat could pick the lock and steal all that stuff back?" Her eyes went to the side pocket of the blond teenager, spotting a familiar pink blob who waved back at her. "Lost everything, drat it."
"Kim Possible!" The blue-faced villain shook his fist at the two figures on the ground, already shrinking as they gained altitude. "You think you're all that…"
"… Well, at least one man does." Shego whispered under her breath with a sly smile. Behind Drakken's back she shot a salute down towards the vanishing teenagers.
The End