Sisters
Summary
Dark fic. Kim has a large family, although it seems like they are all busy with their work that they don't have time to help her grow up. And so, she resorts to the only person she can think of even coming close to being a sister…Shego. Pairings: Kim and Ron, Shego and…
Disclaimer
I do not own Kim Possible or any of its characters which belong to Disney, I only own this plot line. Too bad for me.
Author Notes
I don't really know how I got this idea, I just did. I suppose that I should warn you now that this won't be a great fic, this is just to help me practice my writing so I can write even better fanfics. Please note that 'Dark fic' stated at the beginning of the summary, because it is pretty dark.
And with that said, I beg of you to review and point out anything that you don't really like and how to fix it. Constructive criticism is what I need, not flames.
Thank you, and please enjoy the fic.
I still don't know if this will be a one-shot, it depends on how much of a response I get. Although, I do have a plot planned for this.
Kim sighed as she waved good bye to her best friend, Ron Stoppable, as she stepped through the door way and into her home. She immediately ran up to her room, slamming the door on her way in, and plunked herself on her bed.
Kim's day had been lousy, to say the least. Not only did Bonnie drop her during the cheer routine, but Kim had unit tests in all of her subjects throughout the day. And, to top things off, she had left her Science homework in Monkey Fist's lair the night before, meaning that she had to spend a two-hour detention after-school.
Thankfully, Ron had waited for her after school. They had stopped at Bueno Nacho, and her mood had climbed when she watched her best friend and his pet gorge themselves on Nacos.
She almost forgot. Josh, Kim's unforgettably cute crush, had gotten together with Tara. Again!
Kim frowned as she remembered Josh and Tara kissing at lunch. It had taken all of her willpower to not stomp over to the lip-locked couple and pull them apart.
Kim groaned as she flopped onto her back. And the cherry on the top? Her diary had run out of pages –the only method of venting in private was now finished.
Well, she could always call her mother and-
No. That wouldn't work, she had a triple-shift that day. Her father and her twin brothers had already scheduled themselves for a day of 'fun' at the rocket museum in Lowerton that ended at seven tonight.
She was all alone.
"Or am I?" Kim smirked evilly as she picked up her phone and dialed.
"Hello, you've reached the Stoppable household message machine. We're not in right now, so please leave a message after the beep. Beep!"
Frowning, she dialed another number; only to find that Monique was out as well.
"Oh come on!" Kim yelled in frustration as she sent the phone crashing into the wall. "I need to talk to somebody!"
Wade.
It was a long-shot, but she had to try. Picking up the Kimmunicator, she switched the tiny device on, the viewing screen soon showed a young boy drinking soda.
"Hey Kim. What's up?" He asked as he stuck his tongue out as he fiddled with a game controller.
"Do you have a minute?"
"Not really, sorry," Wade said as he sheepishly clicked his game off. "I have some top secret work for GJ to finish by tomorrow that I haven't even started on. Have you tried Ron?"
"Yes. He's busy."
"Your parents?"
"Same."
"Monique?"
"Ditto."
"Bonnie?"
"As if," Kim glowered.
"Well, can you think of anyone else?" Wade asked, sweat now visible on his forehead. He remembered the last time Kim had no one to talk to. The poor pillow never stood a chance against fury at that level…neither did the video camera in the bathroom.
"No. Help?"
"Umm…You could try…No, that's a stupid idea. You would never-"
"Who? Tell me, now!"
"Shego," Wade squeaked. He was now huddled up against the opposite wall, clutching his soda protectively.
"WHAT!!"
"…And soon, Kim Possible and her side kick –whose name I still can't recall…-will bow to my will! Mwua ha ha!"
Shego, who had mimed every one of Drakken's actions and lip synced his words, sat back in her chair and continued filing away at her nails. "So, you plan to take over the world with…exploding dust bunnies? I'm gonna go ahead and put that in the 'failed' bin right now."
Dr. Drakken's face instantly fell, only to perk right back to it's original smile. "But it will! Did you know that most families can't afford to clean their homes on a weekly basis? Leaving them prey to bacteria and dust."
"Another fun fact I'm sure to forget. Why do I even work with you?" Shego muttered as she stood up, wiping dust off of her green-and-black cat suit.
"Hmph!" Drakken folded his arms childishly and pouted. "I'll have you know that-"
Crash!
"What now?" Shego groaned, lighting her hands with green plasma as she made her way to the hall where the sound had originated from.
Laughter soon erupted from the hallway. His curiosity getting the better of him, he peeked out to find his henchwoman leaning against the wall laughing loudly, pointing to a pile of rocks…
With Kim Possible buried underneath, eagle-spread.
"Kim Possible; she can do anything," Shego managed, rubbing her eyes to rid themselves of their tears. "Including falling through a cement roof! Jeez, Kimmie, I wouldn't have thought you'd be this uncoordinated! Or that heavy, for the matter."
Heaving herself out of the rubble, Kim dusted herself off and glared at the villainess.
"Yeah, well, you try tracking yourself down!" Kim shot back weakly as she marched over to the laughing Shego.
On the verge of laughing himself, Drakken snickered, "what kind of comeback was that? I've heard better from that silly sidekick of yours…"
"Be quiet, both of you!" Shego and Drakken immediately stopped laughing and righted themselves in mild fright. "Now, I need to borrow Shego, Drakken."
"Why?" Shego asked suspiciously. As if she were going to go or do anything with a cheerleader that stopped her from taking over the world.
"I…I need your help with something," Kim stammered.
Shego looked over at her arch foe. This was hilarious. The girl seemed embarrassed enough, and a little…stressed? Shego remembered how hard things were when she had been stressed in her early years. Shego rolled her eyes.
"…Fine. What do you need help with?"
Kim blinked in surprise. She had expected convincing Shego to help her would take at least the rest of the day, but she had agreed…just like that.
"Umm…Could we go somewhere a bit more private?"
Shego nodded, a smirk still plastered on her face. "We'll go to my room."
Two hours later…
Shego and Kim were watching a movie, complete with popcorn, chips, soda, and candy.
Shego was surprised when Kim had told her that she was the only one Kim had left that she could talk to about personal things. She had also been surprised when she and Kim had started…bonding. It was a little awkward –or 'awkweird' as Kim would put it- but the awkwardness had quickly disappeared when the two started talking.
And that was when Shego got an evil idea…
"I can't believe Mark and Dianne! How many times can a couple break up and get back together. Honestly it-" But Kim was cut off when she felt herself being smacked on the head with a pillow.
Slowly turning around to face the older woman, Kim's eyes narrowed. "You did not just do that."
"I believe I just did, Princess," Shego smirked. Her body tensing as she watched the redhead snatch up a pillow and hold it threateningly in the air.
"Then you have to pay the consequences. Prepare to be pummeled!" Kim hurled herself towards Shego, pillow held high above her head, ready to swing at a moments notice.
Unfortunately for her, Shego sidestepped her and smacked a pillow down hard on her head. Standing up, Kim smirked at Shego who was giggling uncontrollably, pillow hanging loosely for her grip. "I can't believe you fell for that, Kimmie!"
Quick as lightning, Kim neared Shego once again, aiming a hit to her side; only to find herself hit in the face with her adversary's pillow. "And that one, too!" She hollered as she back flipped away from Kim's pillow.
By now, Shego was howling with laughter as she continued to hit the younger girl over the head while dodging each blow aim toward herself.
A few minutes later, the two lay down on the couch in front of the TV, huffing and puffing loud and hard. "You're…not…that…bad…Princess…" Shego wheezed.
"Right…back…atcha…" Kim huffed.
Shego ruffled Kim's hair, much to the younger girl's annoyance. However, the two were interrupted by a familiar ring tone.
"What's the…sitch…Wade?" Kim asked, obviously ticked.
"Uh, your mom just wanted to talk to you…I, I'll patch her through," Wade stuttered.
"Hi, Kimmie-cub!" Kim's mother's voice sounded through the Kimmunicator.
"Hi, mom. Where are you?" Kim asked, her mood immediately shooting downwards.
"I'm at home. And where are you" Her mother's tone had a suspiciuous edge to it.
"At a friend's. Want me to come home?" Kim asked, watching Shego as she flipped through TV channels.
"Considering it's seven and way past dinner time, yes."
"Alright, I'll be home soon. Love you mom." Not waiting for a reply she shut the Kimmunicator off. "Well, I guess I have to go home…"
"Yeah."
Silence continued as the two struggled for the right words to say.
"Umm…Shego?"
"Yeah, Princess?"
"C-could we do this again? I mean, only if you want to," Kim's voice faltered as she struggled to keep a straight face.
"Aww, are you gonna miss me?" Shego smirked. At Kim's smile, still filled with hope, she sighed. "Fine. How about Saturday?"
"I'll hold you to it." And with that, Kim left. Shego snorted.
"Thanks for skipping out on me without cleaning up."
Kim had skipped through the doorway, and had even managed to smile even brighter when she saw the new diary sitting on her bed. Immediately jumping on the bed, she grabbed her pen and began writing.
Dear Diary,
Today has been the weirdest day I have ever had! Not only did Bonnie drop the whole squad during cheerleading practice –she needs to get off her high horse for once!- but I had finals in all of my subjects today, which I have spent the last week studying for. And, lucky me, I left my homework at Monkey Fist's yesterday when I had to stop him from using a 'sacred, all-powerful, monkey cup'. Great day. So, after detention Ron and I went to Bueno Nacho.
And did I forget to mention that Josh and Tara have gotten together for the sixth time. So the drama! I had to hold myself back when Tara and Josh decided to make out during lunch in the cafeteria.
So, naturally, when I got home, my other diary ran out of pages, and I couldn't find anyone to vent to, except for Shego.
Yup, you read right. Wade managed to track Drakken and Shego down and I spent, like, three hours watching movies, eating junk food, talking, and we even had a pillow fight!
Talk about weird! I have to admit, I did have a lot of fun. I've already made plans to meet Shego next Saturday –I can't wait to see what happens this week so I can tell her!
Well, I've gotta go,
Kimberly Anne Possible.
Kim shut the diary and sighed happily. Although she was happy that she could write everything down, it wasn't nearly as good –or fun- as talking about it with Shego.
Shego's sarcastic remarks on her day had improved her mood by a lot. Kim even found herself admiring Shego.
She was pretty, smart, witty, nice when she wanted to be, and was all-around cool! Well, when she wasn't trying to kill her or take over the world, that is.
Kim smiled to herself. Already, things in her life were becoming that much brighter.
"Kimmie-cub! Come down and get your pizza! It's getting cold!" Her mother's voice drifted up the stairs.
"Again!" Kim's brothers shouted.
Running down the stairs, Kim suddenly became very self-conscious of her family's stares. Kim shrugged it off, though.
After finishing her third slice of pizza, Kim decided to speak up.
"Okay, what's going on with you guys? You've been staring at me for the last half-hour, and you haven't even finished your first slice of pizza!"
Kim's father turned his head towards his wife, the twins fidgeting uncomfortably at their sibling's words.
"Well," Kim's mother cleared her throat, her cheeks sporting a light flush. "We just wondered where you were. You weren't at Ronald's or at Monique's. We just wondered if you…umm…"
"If you have-"
"A boyfriend." Kim's brothers piped up, only to be hushed into silence by their father's glare.
"Boys. You aren't seeing a boy, though, are you?" Her father asked. Kim nodded no.
"A girl?"
"No! Not like that anyway! We're hardly friends!" Kim shouted, her face turning a bright fuchsia.
Shego was most definitely not Kim's object of affection. Not only were they barely 'friends' but they had only discovered this 'friendship' in three hours. And did she forget to mention that they tried to kill each other on an almost daily basis?
Shego was more of a…sister, Kim realized. Shego was an older sister who had experienced things that Kim hadn't –or ever hoped to. And, unlike her mother who was a doctor, Shego wouldn't question her if she felt sick if she said she liked a boy.
Shego would also be able to be there for her any time of the day, she bet. Unlike her mother who was barely able to rush in for dinner and rush back out, let alone be there to talk to.
On mother's day they rarely saw each other. Usually it was just a 'Happy Mother's Day!' or a "Hey Mom, wanna do something?" When Kim had asked her mom if she wanted to do something, she was shrugged off and told that she had a busy schedule. And had, inevitably, run out the door without a wave.
"Oh?" Mrs. Dr. Possible's eyebrow raised out of curiosity. "So who is this 'hardly-a-friend?'"
Kim's eyes widened. What was she supposed to say? She couldn't just say "Oh, her name is Shego. Yeah, she's the one that is helping the guy from dad's college days take over the world. Yes, she's also the one who tries to kill me on a daily basis. Ah, so you know her. Cool. Can I hang out with her, she's a lot nicer than you guys who never listen to me."
Oh yeah, Kim though sarcastically, they would definitely agree to that.
"She's a friend from Kindergarten. Remember Madeleine? Yeah, I just ran into her at the mall," Kim said. Well, Kim thought again, it seems that my mouth has a life of its own.
"Oh really? I always did like her," Mrs. Dr. Possible's eyes glazed over as she recalled the short, Asian girl.
"Yeah," Mr. Dr. Possible snickered. "So did the boys."
"Dad!" The twins said embarrassedly.
"Ha! Now I've got dirt on you two, for once," Kim smirked in triumph. Sighing happily as she watched her family seemingly drink their pizza.
Four sets of hands grabbed the pizza box that had been left carelessly in the middle of the table.
"Ladies first!"
"I make the most money!"
"We're growing boys!"
Kim smiled at her family's childish antics. Sure, spending time with Shego was great, but that didn't mean that she didn't love her family.
Kim's reminiscing was cut short when she watched her parents pull back from the pizza box, possessively clutching their single piece of cheese-and-pepperoni pizza.
"One slice." Three voices spoke together.
And with that, Kim's parents jumped behind the counter with their pizza as Kim and her brothers proceeded to tear up the kitchen in pursuit of the last slice of pizza.
Half an hour later, Kim was upstairs in her bedroom, nursing the numerous cuts and scrapes on her arm. Sure, she was bruised, cut, and her outfit had been totally trashed, but it was worth the last slice of Pizza Market's pizza.
She mentally reminded herself to send in a compliment. Definitely the best pizza she ever had in her life.
Kim had already added the events that took place in the kitchen to her new diary, so writing in her diary wasn't exactly available. She had already called Wade to see if there were any hits on the site. None, definitely a quiet night. She had already finished her homework, and she didn't have to go to bed until ten, and it was only eight.
Kim frowned, tugging on her pajamas. Ron and Monique were still out so she wouldn't be able to talk to them until at least tomorrow at school. Nothing good was on TV or on the radio. Ron had borrowed all of her CDs about a week ago, and she didn't expect to see them ever again.
It reminded her of the time when she had an overdue book from her school's library and Ron had managed to get it back and even told the school librarian that she had made a mistake! Of course, she found out from Wade that it was Ron that actually lost the book, but she was impressed when she heard about Ron stopping Monkey Fist, Dr. Dementor, Dr. Drakken, Shego…
Shego.
Kim's view on Shego had definitely changed within the last twenty-four hours. Before she felt as if she could never get a hold of anyone to vent to, and had resorted to her diary.
Of course, now she had Shego. She definitely was something similar to an older sister, in a slightly more evil and violent way, that was for sure. But Kim couldn't complain.
For someone who seemed to never care about another person's feelings, she certainly helped Kim release the tension in her body. It felt good to have an older sister instead of being the older sister of two, younger, twin brothers who were freakishly smart, had a tendency to hack into her fake online diary, and, above all, get on her bad side.
And, although Kim's parents were loving parents, they were just too busy and stressed themselves to be able to handle Kim with her problems with their hectic schedules.
And her friends? Well, they weren't around all of the time. Monique had her job at Club Banana and Ron had Temple and family bonding moments.
Despite the fact that Ron is an only child, Kim was envious that he was able to spend so much time with his parents.
His dad could work anywhere with any range of hours he wanted, and his mother only worked part-time at her banking job.
Kim used to be envious of her best friend's lifestyles and caring families. But now, she had connected with Shego.
They were polar opposites, and maybe that's what helped them balance each other's dramatic personalities.
Kim slid underneath her covers, turning of her lamp.
All Kim knew was that she now had an older sister, and she was loving every minute of it.
It seemed that Kim had blinked and it had suddenly turned from nine o' five at night to seven in the morning.
Groaning, she propped herself up on one elbow and looked at herself from the mirror on her bedside table.
To say her hair was a mess would be an understatement.
Poking her hair, it seemed to shiver.
Great, Kim thought grimly, it's alive.
Sluggishly getting out of bed, Kim walked into the bathroom only to come back out immediately.
"So not falling for this again, tweebs!" Kim yelled at the top of her lungs, recalling the time that they had taken a picture of her early in the morning looking like Frankenstein and posting it on their website and sending it to every email they could get.
Hearing nothing, Kim realized that her parents and brothers must have left. It wasn't necessarily unusual that she woke up alone in her house, but she sort of missed whacking the tweebs' rockets and yelling at them when she realized that she had been tricked into doing something embarrassing.
Sighing dejectedly, Kim made her way downstairs and into the kitchen where she saw a note posted on the refrigerator:
Kimmie-cub, your brothers went in early for school and your father and I are at work. There are pancakes in the refrigerator and milk, enjoy your breakfast.
Have a good day, sweetie.
Love,
Mother
Kim, less than enthusiastic, opened the fridge and started her breakfast.
Kim had arrived at school, without Ron and Monique, and made her way to her locker.
Out of the corner of her eye, Kim spotted Tara and Josh flirting with each other while the other cheerleaders sighed at the sight. Well, all except for one…
"Jealous, Kim?" A voice sneered from Kim's left.
"No, Bonnie," Kim's mood had turned sour as soon as she heard the brunette's harsh remark.
"Really? Doesn't look like it," Bonnie said, jabbing a finger pointedly in front of Kim's face. "Tara has Josh, and all you have is that loser," she pointed her finger behind her. Ron had just tumbled into a garbage can.
"Nice timing. And nice of you to care so much about me," Kim sighed, turning away from Bonnie to pry her friend out of the garbage.
"I almost missed the garbage can," Ron said sheepishly.
"Nuh-uh," Rufus, Ron's naked mole rat, laughed, tossing out a banana peel from the pocket.
"So sue me! Anyway, what's up KP?" Ron asked, pushing the banana peel away from him with his foot.
"Not much. What happened to you, though? I couldn't get you at all."
"Uhm…well…It's very simple, you see-" Ron stumbled over his words as he collected his books that had fallen to the ground during the mishap.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?" Kim raised an eyebrow.
"I…I gotta go, gonna be late for class!" And with that, Ron dashed around to the corner.
"Weird."
:: End of the Day…
Kim looked at her watch. Twenty-three minutes and sixteen seconds since school had let out. To say Kim was ticked would be putting it mildly. She had had another awful day
She had even made a list of things that had gone wrong that day:
1. Bonnie pointed out the obvious
2. Ron and Monique completely ignored
3. The math teacher decided to be cruel and gave us two hours of homework
4. Same as number three, only in language arts
5. I spilled my lunch all over my white shirt
6. I have an essay in science due Thursday
7. Ron is late
She had just added the last one, but she wasn't sure if Ron was even going to come.
Huffing angrily, Kim turned around, only to see Josh. "Oh, uh, hey, Josh."
"Hi," Josh smiled, ignoring the girl's painfully obvious nervousness. "Do you wanna catch a movie tonight –I'll pay."
"R-really?" Kim's eyes widened in disbelief. Wasn't he going out with Tara?
"No, Bonnie just told me to say that to you. Later, Kim," Josh laughed and waved behind him, turning the corner, leaving Kim to boil in anger.
"Number eight: Josh has turned into a total jerk!" Balling her hands into fists, she made a point to stomp her way past the school, past the mall strip, pass Bueno Nacho where she could have sworn she saw Josh and Bonnie and her friends laughing up a storm, and all but slammed the door when she got home.
"Today sucks!" She yelled out, only to be greeted with silence. "Tweebs, where are you? I need something to pummel and you two are it!"
Silence again.
"Why are you all always gone!" Kim yelled out in frustration, tears pricking the edges of her vision. "Why is my family always gone!"
Kim dumped her backpack and ran into the bathroom beside her own room. Kim sat down on the toilet, seat down, and buried her head in her hands. "Isn't there anything that can help me?!"
Kim got an answer. Lifting her head up, she saw a metallic flash out of the corner of her eye.
A razor.
Kim's tear stricken face turned from sadness and anger to an almost possessed look.
Pulling back her sleeves, Kim grabbed the razor; her hands shaking uncontrollably as it neared her skin. It was poised just inches above her wrists.
And her question was answered.
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I hope that you all like this, I spent a lot of time and effort into this, and I'd really like to continue. So, please, for Kim's sake, REVIEW! And I do know Josh is OC, but that will/can be fixed winkwinknudgenudge. Also, I did warn you that this would be a dark fic.
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