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CHAPTER ONE, Let's Dance/Poor Australia

It was just like any other time when the two arch-foes clashed. To Kim it was a standard mission; stop Drakken, capture Shego. To Shego it was just the same; ignore Drakken, wait for Possible to arrive. It was a moment that both master martial artists look forward to.
With her long perfected stealth Kim silently crawled threw the ventilation system of the mountainside lair.
One would think that the mad doctor had learn by the cotillion time not to build vents that the world hero could fit threw, but nope. Still haven't changed.
A disturbing clang behind the formerly teen hero made the young woman want to smack her face in a fashion that Shego would sure to be proud of. Kim looked over her shoulder at the clumsy but endearing blonde.
Ron flashed a sheepish smile and a nervous laugh. "Sorry, KP."
Shaking her head at the best friend's buffoonery, a small smile on her face nonetheless, the redhead continued on with their journey. Ever so predictably, they soon arrived at the main room of the cliché.
To call it a fortress would be an insult to fortresses everywhere.
Down below a blue man in an equally blue lab coat marched around, waving his incredibly small hands in dramatic postures.
"And then my laser would reflect off the satellite and hit Australia, causing massive earthquakes to shake the country until it tears itself apart!" The mad scientist threw his arms out in a flourish, cackling maliciously until he choked on his own spit.
Kim cocked an eyebrow in amusement, wondering in a contest of buffoonery who would win. Ron or Drakken?
Finally over his coughing fit, Drakken straightened up to look at his henchwoman. But lest face it; Shego was more of a babysitter for the blue dolt than anything else. Am I right?
"Are you even listening to me, Shego? Shego?"
The said villainess waved a well groomed hand dismissively from behind her magazine of Villains Weekly. "Yeah, yeah. Laser, satellite, Australia, earthquake. Got it."
Kim suppressed her laughter as she looked on the exchange, smiling with great fondness at the plasma-slinger.
Dr. Drakken stomped his foot like a toddler throwing a tantrum. "Shego!" he whined. "You could be a little more respectful, you know. Words hurt. I do pay you, after all."
Shego lowered her magazine slightly, piercing ember green eyes peering over the pages at her employer. Needless to say, the man-child quickly flattered under the hard stare of the fearsome woman.
"This would be a great time to jump in, Pumpkin," those same eyes shifted up to the vent opening. "You know, before I die of boredom or do your job for you and beat the crap out of a certain blue bolt." Towards the last bit the villainess's eyes turned to Drakken once more.
"Shego!" His whine was quickly silenced by a death glare.

With that, Kim took her cue and kicked out the grates guarding the vent, dropping effortlessly onto to the ground. Wish she could say that for her partner, though.

Again, the pants of the blonde boy, now fully grown, had hindered his abilities. With a sigh Kim rested her hands on her hips, staring up at Ron. "Uh...KP? A littler help?" HIs arms flailed uselessly in the air, himself dangling by that retched piece of clothing which caused him so much misery and humiliation.

Wanting the fight to get on already Shego threw a harmless plasma blast at the gagged metal strip which his pants were stuck on.

Yelping loudly at the seemingly deadly projectile, Ron hid behind his hands. He landed with a ungracefully with a hardy thump, Rufus rolling of his pockets from the movement.

Kim turned her stare to her long time enemy, protest in her eyes. "Shego!"

The woman simply shrugged in response. "Well, he's down, isn't he?" Crouching into a combat pose, Shego smirked, her insides alive with excitement. "Are we gonna fight or not, Princess?"

Kim rolled her eyes. She copied a similar stance, a smile too on her lips. "Bring it on."

This was what the two women have been waiting for.

The much anticipated routine carried on. Shego and Kim engaged in their intricate but deadly dance, jumping and flipping, throwing blinding punches and powerful kicks. Neither paid mind, nor cared, about the sissy slap fight the "men" were having.

Seeing his chance Drakken pushed Ron hard away from him. "Haha, Kim Possible. Watch as I destroy Australia!" The man's tiny fist pounded on the largest button on the control panels, it's color unsurprisingly red.

The machine began to hum as it charged, the lights of the lair flickering slightly with the sudden power transfer.

"What's with him and Australia, anyways?" Kim asked amongst their fighting. "He's always trying to that one country."

Landed nimbly on her feet from the backflip, all Shego did was shrug. "Beats me. Maybe he thinks it's an easier target since it's smaller and more out of the way than the rest of the world." That was actually some pretty good logic if that was the case.

Having had enough of talk and wanting more fight, the green woman pounced towards Kim like a panther on it's prey.

Ron quickly got back on his feet after falling on his butt, calling Drakken out on the cheap shot. The two proceeded to run around the large room, chasing one another like wimpy children.

Rufus was oddly missing out on all the action, taking a nice nap in the pocket that is his home.

Catching Shego's kick in her arms and trapping it there, Kim taunted the older woman. "Is that the best you got? You're getting, Shego."

Shego growled a warning deep in her throat, eyes narrowing. No one calls her old. "If I'm old, that doesn't say much about you either, Kimmie." She twisted onto her hands and swung her other leg around, aiming at the redhead's head.

There was only a slight age difference between the two.

Kim jumped back, just barely avoiding the limp. Shego fired a fast succession of plasma blasts, driving the hero back to put a little space between them. Most of them were directed at Kim's feet but a few of them were aimed higher. One in particular flew past Kim as she jumped out of the way with her cheerleader skills, just as she was directly in front of the laser.

All attention were turned towards the machine as the green bolt clashed against its metal.

Right away sparks flashed, which was never a good sign. The blaring screams of the machine only proved as much.

Everyone covered their ears in an attempt to block out the sound.

"Uh oh...," Drakken murmured. "It's not supposed to do that."