Kim Possible Porn Story: Small Surprises Big Consequences R Chapter 6

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Small Surprises, Big Consequences

Chapter 6: People Talking Without Listening

I cant believe you wanna eat at this disgusting sty.

Kim frowned and looked over at her diminutive companion. They were currently standing outside of her usual afternoon place of leisure, the local Bueno Nacho.

On the way to the restaurant, Agni had been remarkably tight-lipped, usually responding to Kim’s prompts with monosyllabic grunts and shrugs, or, more often than not, simply ignoring the redhead entirely. The pale girls withering appraisal of their destination was the first full sentence she had spoken since Kim had insisted she take a shower.

Kim’s rejoinder was laced with an equal dose of vinegar. I thought all little children liked fast food. She stressed the word little because she knew it would get a rise out of the twelve-year-old. Kim hated when kids thought they knew so much better than their elders (the Tweebs were a fine example of such affronts). The verbal barb apparently struck home, as Agni suddenly halted mid-step and flashed the teen a venomous emerald glare.

I aint little, ya prissy bitch! And youd hate this place too if your uncles idea of making dinner was this take-out junk Every! SINGLE! NIGHT!

Uncle? Oh, Hego, yeah. Man, have I been off my game. Id probably get pretty sick of this stuff too if I had to eat it every day. Kim shrugged.

I see your point, but Im meeting my boy– She shook her head and frowned at the slip, prompting a frown from Agni. My, ah, best friend here later. And I dont trust the Tweebs to not bother us while we talk.

Agni raised her eyebrow at the unfamiliar term. Tweebs? Oh, I get it. Clever. If you’re freakin’ six…

She shoved her hands into the pockets of the sweatshirt Kim had lent her earlier and walked inside without another word, forcing Kim to jog forward to catch up.

Yesterday, before Agni had first appeared, Kim had made plans with Ron to talk about well, a lot of things, to be perfectly honest. Their fleeting romance was, to her mind, the issue of the day. Essentially, Kim just needed some closure regarding the events of their separation, which was, for all intents and purposes, mutually agreed upon. The problem, however, was less clear-cut: in the two weeks following their breakup, Ron was constantly going out of his way to change the subject, or to immerse himself in activities solely to prevent Kim from speaking with him. It was depressingly obvious how much effort Ron was putting forth to avoid dealing with the topic. Their entire dynamic as BFFs was unraveling with every awkward exchange and overwrought silence.

I can understand wanting to avoid talking about it hell, even Im uncomfortable bringing it up, but its like its just like like hes pretending we were never together in the first place. Every time, every time I even start to tilt our conversations toward the subject, he either leaves for the bathroom, or changes the subject, or makes up some cruddy excuse and bails! It is so friggin irritating! Was it really that bad? I mean, it wasnt like we got into an argument or anything, we just… There wasnt any drama. It just we just fizzled out just like that. I mean, two months of going out and having fun and then it just… stopped. Isnt Ron even a little curious?

Nevertheless, with Agni there, their would be no way Kim could even attempt to bring up their post-breakup sitch. At least, not until the current and more pressing sitch was taken care of. Not that Kim had even the slightest idea when that would be.

For all Kim knew, Shego herself could pop out of thin air and take the troublesome girl off her hands. Until that happened, however, Kim was on her own. And she’d told the little urbanite that she would try to help her.

It was for that reason Kim decided to arrive at the BN a half-hour early. It’d make things easier to try to talk to Agni before hand, and possibly get to the root of the kids problems.

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When they entered the building, rather then walk up to the front counter to order anything, Agni just found a booth near the window and sat as close to the glass as possible. Watching the display, Kim just sighed and shrugged. If Agni didnt want to eat, Kim couldn’t force her. Kim got herself an enchirito and a large Professor Pepper, then sat down across from the pale twelve-year-old.

Agni sat with her face resting on her right hand and stared with unfocused eyes out the window. Kim was sure that something was bothering the girl; shed been acting standoffish and brooding ever since she got out of the shower. I guess she took stock of her sitch and didn’t like what she saw. Makes sense, I guess.

Um, are you sure youre not hungry? Kim asked. You really should eat something. Your diet hasnt been exactly, um, dietary for the last couple of days. The food pyramid is a pyramid, you know. Not a stone. The redhead had no idea how Agni had managed to make that trip solely based on whatever snacks she could fit in her pockets. It was actually pretty amazing, if Kim was being honest with herself. But the fact remained that the waffles Agni had ordered late last night had likely been the only meal shed eaten in the last three days, and those had still been waffles.

Agni slowly looked up at Kim with an unreadable expression before lowering her head to look back out at the view beyond the glass.

Why the hell do you care, anyway? I mean, I get that theres that whole Lookit me, I’m a teen hero, I save kittens from trees thing you do. But, I mean c’mon, Im your worst enemys kid. Shouldnt that, I dunno, bug you? I was you, Id be doing everything I could to get rid of me right now. In fact, if I was you, I’d’a sent my tiny ass packing yesterday. Her tone had barely any inflection, spoken like a bored robot reading off a script.

Well, we did come here to talk, Kim thought, might as well get it over with.

Okay listen, Agni, Kim spoke, keeping her voice level, if you really… got what I do, then you would understand that it does not matter to me if your mom’s my worst enemy, or, like, Satan or whatever. I do not care, alright? Really. You need help, I’ll help you. Period. Thats just the way I am.

She paused to take a sip of her soda before continuing. And let’s say I took you back to your grandparents, right? Now, I get the feeling – and tell me if I’m wrong – that you would just run off again. And, y’know, nothing would be solved, nothing would… Look, I just think its better to take care of this now instead of just, y’know, letting it keep happening. That doesn’t really… I solve problems, alright? And I think, I honestly do, that I can solve this problem, your problem.

This seemed to get the young girl’s attention. She sat up and eyed Kim critically before narrowing her eyes. What makes you think you can do anything to help me? You dont know anything about me. There is absolutely, positively nothing you can do. You can bank on that.

Kim smiled proudly. You saw my site. It says it right there at the top of my homepage: I can do anything.

Agni scoffed, but a slight tugging of the corner of her lips made it apparent that she was keeping herself from grinning. Whatever. So what do you wanna know?

Kim shrugged, Well, the heart of the problem, ah, seems to be that you dont want to go home, so I think we should probably start with, y’know, why that is?

Agnis face suddenly contorted into a feral glare, but it wasnt directed at Kim. Oh, that

I dont think Ive ever even seen Shego look that mad. This girl has some major anger issues.

Agni looked up at Kim, her expression forced into one of neutrality. Okay, but dont freakin rush me or Ill stop right there.

Kim noticed the preteen was looking at up at her as if Agni were expecting some confirmation. She nodded and smiled to try to calm the girl down. Okay, sure, that’s fine. Just go at your own pace.

Seeing Kim acknowledge her request, Agni sighed and leaned back in her seat with her arms crossed and her eyes closed. Her expression was not one Kim ever expected to see on a twelve-year-old, or even an eighteen-year-old. Um ‘Kay, I think I figured out where I should, like, start or whatever… Ysee, I guess you could say my problems really started with my mom and grandma before I was born. Uh, and…

Kims eyes widened but remembered her promise and stopped herself from saying anything. It was hard enough to get the girl talking in the first place; she didnt want to jinx the situation by opening her mouth.

Agni continued, her eyes still closed, See, my mom and her parents never got along much, and I… think… mom and my grandparents fought a lot, specially after, um, I was born. And when mom and my uncles were in that comet accident, things got sorta complicated The next two years were, like, really tough on them, yknow? Least, that’s what I heard.

Complicated how? Kim asked, perhaps a little too eagerly.

“Well, I mean, there were, like… There were problems. Like, Mom? She kept accidentally setting stuff on fire, Uncle Hego flipped a car into a building when he tried to open the door… She smirked despite herself. An’ Uncle Mego, he was almost eaten by the neighbors cat, that sort of stuff. Kim couldnt help but smile at the mental image.

Agni continued as though she hadnt noticed, and she probably hadnt. Mom had this friend once, I dont know her name, but, well, she accidentally hurt her friend, like, really bad just by, like, bumping into her. A few third-degree burns and skin grafts later and Let’s just say they aint friends anymore, yeah?

Kim nearly choked on her soda when she heard that, it made sense though. The “Go Glow” Shego had been fused with was not a trivial issue. Kim remembered how long it had taken her just to get a handle on Hegos strength; she could only imagine what kind of damage the glow could do if it was out of control.

Uncle Hego and the others wanted to, like, do things with their powers; yknow, that hero crap you do. Agni shrugged dismissively, Mom and Grandma werent really thrilled bout it, but Grandpa and my uncles kinda pushed til they caved. Eventually my mom started working with ’em.

She smiled darkly, An’ thats when I come into the picture.

Kim forgot all about the cooling meal laying untouched in front of her and listened intently at the story. This was the first time Kim could catch a glimpse of her rivals earlier life. If Kim was being honest, while she really did want to help Agni, most of her questioning came out of sheer morbid curiosity. When would she get a better chance to learn about Shego than this?

Agni grinned humorlessly and looked up at Kim. Things are kinda… fuzzy in this part of the story.

Kim couldnt help but ask, So who’s– She was cut off when she noticed the stern look the preteen was giving her. Agni looked Kim dead in the eyes and stated the next part very plainly.

I dunno who my dad is an’ I don’t care, so do not even ask. Nobody would tell me, nobody ever did tell me, and I totally stopped caring about that oh-so-amazing fact years ago, so drop it, capisce?

Kim nearly screamed in frustration. Shed been so close to hearing the answer and then hit a brick wall. Idly, she wondered if she could just ask Shego herself but quickly squelched that line of thinking. If the thief wouldnt tell her own daughter, than she certainly wouldnt tell Kim.

Agni continued, There was lotsa fighting after that. I dunno why myself, but I get the feeling that Gram wanted Mom to get rid of me early on. Mom refused no matter what, and even threatened to walk out on all of them. Eventually her parents kinda gave up. I was born after that.

Kim frowned deeply at that. Knowing that the people who took care of you didnt want you to be alive in the first place was… Well, it was certainly enough to give any child a complex. Im actually kind of surprised that Shego was so insistent; she never seemed the type to even want kids. ‘Course, I guess I’ve only known her since whatever happened happened, so maybe that’s why…

When I was born, most of my family was sorta obligated to help out my mom, since, y’know, she was still in high school then. When I was around, oh… two years old, I think, Mom finally started helping Hego and the others with that stupid Team Go crap. My grandparents watched me a lot after that. Between her school and the hero stuff I didn’t see her much, Agni grinned wistfully, but she always made time, so I never much cared.

Sounds really, well, complicated Jeez, all that stuff swirling around her, people having to make time, and… Wow, it must’ve been stressful as hell. Thatd give just about anyone a temper.

Mom was a bit… rough when it came to the hero stuff. She was sorta, like, excessive, I guess? ‘Least thats what Uncle Hego says. I honestly think hes full of it, but thats just me. Mom would, like, really mess up the crooks she was after. Like, really. Now, I personally think thrashing some dumb-ass thugs half to death is just part of the job. They all got into a lot of fights over it, but Mom always said ‘Well, is the guy gonna do it again?’ That shut ’em up. Agni grinned.

This is starting to sound like another story I was told. I figured it would come to this eventually.

Suddenly, Agni’s grin was replaced with a look of extreme concern. She furrowed her brow, and her eyes bulged. When when I was um, around f-four something something happened and Agnis tone all of a sudden became shaky and her words began to stutter and catch in her throat. I dont r-really know what went down but I I remember… Agnis expression hardened and she looked away, visibly biting her lower lip, her hands trembling slightly; she found herself unable to force the next words out. She stopped when she felt a soft and warm hand on her own; she looked up and saw Kim looking down at her, her expression colored with open concern.

You dont need to talk about it if you dont want to. Its so not the drama.

Agni looked at the hand, then back up at the young woman who offered it with trepidation. She cleared her throat and pulled her own hand back.

Sokay, Im cool. She took a deep breath and settled herself. Ill tell you the rest now. The pale preteen crossed her arms and gave Kim a steely look, as though proving her own resolve, before leaning back into her seat. Kim looked at the girl thoughtfully for a moment, then sat back down. She was still digesting what shed just heard.

Jeez, a lot obviously happened eight years ago… I think I might look into this myself. If it was enough to get Shego to leave her daughter with people they both seem to despise, then there has to be something to find. Kim made a mental note to ask Wade to look into it later. She was about to ask Agni to continue, but a sudden and familiar voice from behind stopped her in her tracks.

Hey, KP, said a familiar voice beside Kim. Kims breath caught in her throat, and she quickly turned to her ex. Ron stood beside the table, smiling lightly and shifting his weight from foot to foot. He held a full tray piled high with a virtual mountain of greasy, fried, and dripping faux-Mexican cuisine. With barely a glance, Kim could see that that his usually gregarious relaxed smile had been replaced by a slightly thin-lipped forced counterpart that made her stomach tighten.

He looks agitated Wade probably told him about my mission yesterday, AND I FORGOT TO CALL HIM BACK! DAMMIT! C’mon c’mon, say something, what is with you today, Possible? This is Ron! Your best friend! Youve been inseparable since Pre-K! Why is this so weird?

H-Hey there, Ron, hows it… going… for… you…? Well, thats a start, anyway Out of the corner of her eye, Kim could see Agni regarding Ron with quiet but crystal-clear hostility, likely due to his interruption of her very fascinating story. Part of Kim was dejected at having the pale girls tale cut short, but she knew this was more important. If all the other stuff she wanted to talk about drowned in a sea of awkwardness, she at least needed to apologize for their communicative snafu the day before.

Im uh, cool, Kim. Everythings pretty good. Pretty, pretty, pretty… pretty good. Eh-heh… heh… he said, idly sliding his tray onto the tabletop and rubbing the hairs along the back of his neck.

Glad to hear that… what you said… I mean… It’s good… that… you are doing… good… Kim responded more towards his food tray than at him, not that Ron noticed.

Ron turned his gaze towards Kims guest and raised his eyebrow slightly at the sight. The last person he expected to see sitting with Kim was a young, dark-haired, green-skinned middle-schooler. Something about the small green girl made warning klaxons go off in his head, but he couldnt figure out what. This was very likely because his greater thought processes were being used to simultaneously deal with both his growing hunger, and the helter-skelter mess of emotions that his ex-girlfriend’s mere presence triggered. Eventually, the blond simply rationalized that it was due to the fact that the mysterious girl was glaring up at him in indignation.

So, KP Ron asked cautiously, turning towards the cheerleader. Whos… He frowned, then leaned in and whispered in Kim’s ear, pointing at Agni. “Who’s the girl, and why does she want to hurt me very badly? Is she a friend of yours?”

Unfortunately, Ron had never mastered the art of whispering. Friend? Agni asked in annoyance. She was about to correct the blond boys error but Kim quickly cut her off.

Um Ron, this is, um, Agni. Shes uh I dont want to lie to him, but I promised Shego I wouldnt tell anyone! Wow, Im cant believe lying to Ron for Shegos sake. Total Twilight Zone sitch… Kim thought as she looked around, trying to think of a quick cover story. She was a lousy liar, after all; the Centurion Project incident had proved that quite conclusively. Thinking fast, Kim decided to go for the easiest solution she could think of on such short notice.

Im babysitting her for a for a person. A friend. A friend-person. Who I know. But you don’t. Yes. Kim finally managed to say. The younger girl suddenly blanched at the notion of being baby-sat by the woman she loathed, but chose to keep her objection to herself when Kim flashed her an overly stern glance.

OK I getcha, Ron said nodding, satisfied with that rejoinder.

Maybe the girl just had some freak hair-dye accident, Drakken is blue, after all, and Shego is green too. Wow thats eerie. He looked over at the green twelve-year-old and grinned nervously. Hey Aggy, Im Ron, he said, managing to gin up his trademark warm and somewhat vapid smile.

A small, pink, wrinkly creature popped its head out from Rons breast pocket and waved. Heya! said Rufus in his usual high squeak of a voice. Ron looked down at his bald companion. Oh yeah, and this is Rufus. Agnis right eye twitched, both because he got her name wrong and the fact that his pet was, in her opinion, one of the creepier things shed seen in ever.

The erstwhile sidekick quickly slid into the same side of the booth as Agni so as to be facing Kim. Agni sneered at the action and scooted over until there was a good foot and a half between them. The pale girl had limited experience dealing with the male sex outside of her interaction with her grandfather and uncles, but that didnt mean she couldnt tell a flake when she saw one. Well, there was that, and the fact that the small, wrinkly… thing crawling out of his pocket was creepy as hell, especially when it favored her with a look of inquiry.

Kim looked down at her fingernails nervously, stealing furtive glances at Ron and doing her best to gather her thoughts. First, shed need to apologize for yesterday, that much was clear. Shed left him high and dry, no question. Then she forgot to call him back, making her look even worse in his eyes. She would have to explain that. But the problem was that doing so would mean telling him why she didnt bring him along in the first place.

Okay, on the one hand, I could just lie again but I hate hate HATE lying to Ron about this. Wasnt this what I wanted to talk about in the first place? I wanted to deal with this… this so we could get on with our freaking lives and be BFFs and stuff again, like we’re supposed to be! But I cant do that with Agni here! DAMMIT! Maybe I should have left her at the house? No, I bet shed have disappeared the second I took my eyes off her! Ugh, whatever! This isnt getting me anywhere, I have to apologize, and Ill just wing it from there.

While Kim sat mustering her courage, Ron gazed intently at his childhood companion across the table. Hed finally, thankfully dropped his melancholic smile and was now simply checking out his ex – taking in her shining red hair, soft peach skin, clear olive eyes After what seemed a geological age, he sighed and turned his attention to his food. Scooping a gigantic glob of cheese and salsa onto his tortilla chip, he began reducing the size of the grease mountain on his tray at a steady but unnatural pace. His diminutive pet was more than happy to lend a paw in that endeavor.

Kim sighed herself, turning her attention back to her own meal. Slowly and methodically, she began biting away at her encherito; she couldn’t taste the fried tortilla-wrap at all, just her own guilt. Occasionally Ron or Kim would glance at each other and try to say something, before giving up and going back to their meal. Their gazes never once met. Which they were actually thankful for; eye contact would have prompted a conversation neither was willing to engage in – not yet, at least. This awkward behavior was by no means overlooked by the girl in the corner of the booth, not by a long shot.

Agni eyed the two teenagers darkly. Something was going on beneath all this forced civility and she wanted positively no part of it. She could virtually feel the pressure in the air above them, twisting and turning and building. She knew all about tension: her home life was a daily crash-course in the feeling, so this was old hat for her.

What the hell does some Pixie Scout goody-two-shoes have to be so nervous about? Stupid bitch should just sit back and smile at her happy little life. She turned her attention to the boy shed internally labeled as The Flake, having forgotten his name immediately after he’d said it. Why the hell should she even remember his name, anyway? He couldnt even get Agni right. What a doofus And hes being all weird too. Its like theyre nah, no way in hell. Even Little Miss Muffet here has higher standards than that.

Agni turned her interest over to Rufus who immediately perked up and returned the gaze. Both earlier had found that they were less than smitten with one another. Agni hated rats and other rodents. Living in the city had imprinted their status as diseases on paws firmly upon her consciousness, and this particular rodent was hairless, wrinkly, and a gross shade of pink. She had to fight back the urge to wrap the in a napkin and throw it in the garbage like the oversized pinkish booger it resembled. “Booger” wasn’t the most accurate descriptor Agni could’ve applied to the animal, but the choice that could be strictly considered the most apt was, frankly, too horrible to even contemplate.

Rufus felt troubled around the pale green girl because she smelt faintly of ozone and something else, a very familiar scent that made the little Heterocephalus glaber nervous as all hell. Both silently decided it was better to pretend the other wasnt there.

Snapping out of her Ron-induced reverie, Kim regarded her current responsibility. I really got only half the story out of Agni, and its going to be hell to manage to get her to tell me the rest.

She favored the pale girl with a look. Currently, the girl in question was backed up against the window, occasionally glancing at Rufus with morbid curiosity, while apparently trying to keep her distance. Rufus, ironically, was doing the same; something about the girl appeared to make the rodent very uncomfortable. Kim consciously kept from snickering at the sight.

Ron, having eaten a good majority of the greasy mess on his tray, looked at the small girl sitting silently beside him. Part of him was sure he had met her before, but he couldnt for the life of him remember where or how.

Yknow, he thought, she really does look sort of like He shut off that train of thought instantly. Thinking about that green psycho within the sacred walls of the Bueno Nacho was definite bad karma; it was bad enough that his other issues were keeping him from focusing on Kim and his mound of snackage.

Ron gave Agni another look and finally noticed that she hadnt eaten anything. Believing himself a gentleman, he decided to offer up the third naco on his tray.

Agni looked down at the offered mexi-food and was about to flat out refuse the grease-trap before pausing to regard it critically. It looked like some kind of soft-shelled taco, but soggy, cheese-soaked tortilla chips were poking out of it at every angle. Her eye twitched involuntarily and she looked back up at the blond.

…What the hell is that?

Rons expression scrunched up slightly as he did his best to go over the girls bizarre, impossible question. Did she ask what a naco was? How could she not know what a naco was? Was she an alien? Living under a rock for the last two years? How was that even possible? Before he could ask, Kim decided to defuse the inevitable argument before it could start.

Um shes from Go City, Ron. Remember how the Grande Bueno Nacho doesnt carry nacos?

I can see why… Agni mumbled under her breath.

Rons eyes widened in revulsion and he turned back to the girl looking at her like hed just been told she had leukemia. Wow Thats that is just sick and wrong that any kid would be deprived of the world-famous naco! He pushed his tray over to her side selflessly. Here, take it. Please, dont thank me. Im just doing my snackage duty.

Agni considered the fried heart-attack-on-a-plate apprehensively before shoving the tray back over to a very confused Ron. Rufus took this golden opportunity to pounce on said naco and violently tear into it like a tiny pink barbarian. She regarded the blond before stating flippantly; I aint sposed to talk to strangers. And I especially aint sposed to take food from em. Mentally the twelve-year-old added: And youre about as strange as they come, Rob.

Hearing this, Kim began to choke on her soda. Ron much to the cheerleaders surprise nodded knowingly. Yeah, yeah, my mom used to say that kind of stuff to me. He thought for a moment and his brow furrowed. Actually, she still does

Kim slumped in her seat, running her fingers through her light auburn hair. I’ll say this; the atmosphere isnt anywhere near as thick as it was before, Ill give Agni credit for that. Now, how about you actually accomplish your freaking objective, Kim? Apologize to Ron, and tell him that youd like to discuss something important with him and, um Oh come ON! Youve fought giant death-robots, for goodness sake! This should be a breeze! GARGH Kim Possible, the girl who can do anything except keep a relationship going for more than two months even if it was supposed to be such a guaranteed sure thing, and was a gigantic freakin’ flop just like all the others OKAY! Were gonna do this in three two one!

Ron?

Kim? Ron said, almost in unison with Kim. He stopped and smirked, shaking his head. Um you can uh, go first, KP.

Kim smiled and shook her head. No, no, you can go ahead, Ron.

Uh, no, its okay. You start.

Ron, it’s fine, just go ahead.

I insist, KP. Really.

But Ron-

“Son of a freaking bastard hell!” Agni finally snapped, standing up in her seat and pointing accusingly at Kim. Start talking or shut the hell up! I cant stand this lameass teen angst another second! Gah!” She grumbled obscenities under her breath as she sat back down, yanked her spooled-up MP3 player out of her pocket, and shoved both earbuds into place. She cranked the volume up all the way. Then she turned her back to both currently dumbstruck teenagers, imagining she were alone. Rufus ignored all of this, sneakily snatching cheese-covered tortilla chips from Rons tray with impressive vigor.

Ron blinked and exchanged a cautionary glance with Kim and Rufus. Uh cute kid, KP. Hope her mom is paying you for the psychological fallout on top of your usual rate.

Kim sighed and smirked, the previous tension momentarily forgotten by Agnis enraged outburst. Who would have thought, Agnis bad attitude actually cleared my head some. Whatever works

She looked up into Rons light brown eyes, internally steeling herself for whatever might occur. Its now or never, Possible.

Ron, I I just wanted She took a deep breath, I wanted to say Im really totally sorry for bailing on you yesterday I mean I know you probably want to know why and why I didnt call you back and those are really fair questions really I would totally get if you are angry and I am so sorry.

Rons right eyebrow was cocked slightly as he slowly went over everything shed just said in his head at a decelerated pace. After a second, he nodded giving Kim a far more genuine smile than the one shed weathered earlier. Its cool, KP. I get that things are a bit uh yknow

Kim smiled feeling just slightly relieved and nodded accepting the easy out. Yeah, I know. Again, Im really sorry. But things will be back to normal again soon, Im sure.

Ron smirked and reached for another enchirito, his next words completely dropping Kims mood like a ton of bricks.

Yeah, lets just forget it ever happened, Ron said as he took a big bite out of his enchirito.

Kims eyes widened but Ron wasnt looking up to notice. Just forget it ever happened? Is that really what you want? Ron said that back then too. “Let’s just put it behind us, lets just forget about it…” Why is he so set on acting like… like we never happened? Was it really that bad? She tightened her fists underneath the table and lowered her head. I mean, is that it? I was really that bad a girlfriend, then? Or is it something else? What was it, Ron?

She glanced towards the window, or was about to when her eyes locked on Agnis. The girl was looking over at her – not quite in a concerned fashion, but with a glimmer of interest. Clearly the little urbanite was beginning to understand something was amiss in the redhead’s life, although what that meant to the kid was lost on Kim. She silently wished Ron were as perceptive. In her reverie, Kim nearly missed the blond stand up and deposit his tray onto the shelf above the garbage can. She looked up at him as he walked back to the table, barely suppressing her dissatisfaction.

What I was going to ask you about before was; Rufus and I are gonna go see Splatter Mall 3: The Shoppening, later. Do, uh D’you wanna come? I have it on good authority that blood-soaked fun will be had by all, he added, a small smile playing across his face.

Kim forced herself to smile back and shook her head; her memories of that particular series first two installments were… not fond (letting Ron be in charge of what movies to rent was a mistake not likely to be repeated), so she was somewhat quick to decline. Had Agni been paying attention she might have actually pushed to join him, as horror and action movies were really all that she would watch.

Ron, I understand that you’re just trying to force yourself to move on, and maybe you have the right idea. Maybe dwelling on this is only causing us pain. But for now, Im sorry but I guess I just I need some time for myself. To myself. Maybe thats what we both need. Or maybe not… Ugh! Why can’t this stupid relationship… junk just be simple? Why can’t I just say what I mean? Why do I have to keep asking myself these questions instead of asking Ron? Is there something wrong with me? With him? Why can’t we talk like we used to? I’m so freakin’ confused…

The two old friends, and the surly girl, solemnly walked out to the front of the restaurant and prepared to part ways. Ron cast Kim a forlorn look. Are you sure you dont wanna come? Ill spot for the popcorn if you do.

Kim smiled softly and shook her head. No, Ive still got Agni to take care of. She winced as a tiny elbow hit her in the side. But She steadied herself and forced herself to finish the sentence. But Im sure Monique would love to join you.

Ron looked thoughtful. Monique, huh? Yeah… Yeah, I guess Ill give her a ring Okay, KP, the movie’s at eight if you decide to get on the bandwagon.

Kim nodded, her fingernails digging into her palms behind her back. Thanks, Ron. Have a good time.

Both parties parted ways a moment later. As Ron walked away, Agni stuck her tongue out in his direction, and then blinked when Rufus scurried onto Rons shoulder and returned the rude gesture. What the hell

Kim sighed and started heading back in the direction of her home with Agni following closely behind. I wonder, whos being the unreasonable one here? Is it Ron… or is it me? Maybe both of us? God, when did life get so hard? Maybe Ron will be happier spending some time with a girl he isnt on pins and needles around. She sighed and looked over at the pale green girl walking at her side. For now, I have other priorities to deal with.

Now in private Kim turned to give the girl a stern look. What was with that I dont talk to strangers thing back there? Kim finally asked with undisguised annoyance.

The young girl shrugged with indifference. I just didnt want to deal with him. Hes weird, and his pet looks like it was dipped in toxic waste. Twice. She shuddered at the memory of the peculiar creature.

Kim shrugged. Rufus is a naked mole rat, theyre supposed to look that way.

Tch, whatever. Im just glad we got the hell outta that dump. You two were bein total emos back there. Was like you were tryin’ to make me puke.

Kim rubbed the bridge of her nose as they walked; Listen, Ron and I–

Aint any of my business, Agni said cutting Kim off sharply, Drop it, I dont need to know an’ I don’t care. Prob’ly make me gag anyway…

Is she mad that she and I didnt get a chance to finish our talk? Or is something else bothering her? Its useless to try to figure Agni out most of the time, so no reason to try now She glanced at the pale girl. Agni was walking in her usual pose, her head angled towards the street and her hands in her pockets. Kim wondered if she ever walked in to anything since she was never watching where she was going. It reminded her of when the girl crashed into her when she was trying to run off. Kim smirked at the memory.

Agni looked up at the redhead in annoyance. The hells so funny? You see somethin’ that ain’t me?

Kim smirked, Im just remembering when you tried to get away from me this morning.

This caused the younger girl to deeply scowl. Ah, you were lucky is all. Thats the only reason you got me.

Luck had nothing to do with it. Kim added smugly, but noticed that Agni was gritting her teeth and trying to hide her blush of indignity. The teen did internally acknowledge that the young girl was very good for her age, probably all traits she adopted from her mothers side, just like that Glow power. “Frankly, you’re easy to spot.”

Agni’s scowl grew positively lethal. “Am not! An’ shut up!”

Kim just smirked.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, then Kim spoke up. “…Where’d you learn to fight like that, anyway? Did your grandparents sign you up for some martial arts classes or something? Anne had done just that for Kim when the girl was a couple of years younger than Agni. Since then, she’d mostly just learned new skills as she went along. That adaptivity had aided her in her numerous battles. Shego, of course, had been a major participant in many of those battles.

Agni snickered humorlessly. “As if! They never let me do cool stuff like that, something about not letting me end up like ‘that embarrassment.'” The last two words were portentously intoned, a little-girl rendition of a much deeper voice; Agni was obviously trying to imitate an authority figure in her life. Kim guessed she was imitating her grandfather. She would have been surprised to learn that the girl was actually mocking her grandmother.

I cant believe they call Shego that in front of her daughter! I’m sure Shego was hard to raise, but that’s just

So, if not in classes, then where? Kim finally asked. Agni shrugged as she tended to do.

Here and there, mostly junk I picked up from martial arts flicks. She furrowed her brow. And I do get into plenty of fights at school. That helps.

Kim couldnt really imagine that many fights happening in a prestigious all-girls school like the Go Academy, however, her instincts said Agni wasnt lying to her. Kim knew first-hand that girls had the potential to be downright ruthless, Bonnie being the primary example in her own life; nevertheless, none of them ever attacked Kim or tried to intimidate her. On the other hand, everyone at her school knew that she could basically break any idiot mushbrained enough to try something, and without breaking a sweat. Not that she’d be vicious about it, but any attackers would not try to attack her again, nor would they necessarily be able to. Her real secret, however, was in not projecting an aura of anger; she simply knew she could win a fight, so she knew she didn’t have anything to prove or fear. Everything about her already said “I win.”

She doubted Agni carried herself with the same self-assurance.

Fights with, like, bullies?

Agni scoffed. Yeah, I guess you could call ’em that. She walked ahead so that she was in front of Kim instead of the other way around. But theyre actually in the majority, so I think technically Im the bully.

Kim frowned. What do you mean, youre the bully?

She cast Kim a glance like she was a simpleton. Think about it, dummy. Theyre a buncha rich pampered debbies, an’ Im just some brat who happens to go there cause my mom paid for me. Its like throwing bacon to a pack of Dobermans. Who do you think the teachers are gonna believe when it comes down to it, Cassandra whose daddy donated a new teachers lounge, or me, the pasty city ‘goth’ girl with a terminal case of bitch and a temper? She laughed humorlessly. Like I said, Im the bully.

Wow, a whole school full of Bonnie Rockwallers. Kim shuddered down to her very core. I still have nightmares about that! It reminded her of a while back when Drakken went clone-happy and made a small army of rabid Bonnie-copies. There are just some things worth forgetting. The redhead almost missed the next words to leave Agnis mouth.

The really funny part is that those girls have absolutely no idea how close Ive come to char-broiling them in their own egos. A temper? Shit, this is me with self-control. Her left hand moved from her pocket and lit up with swirling green light as she made a fist. If Kim were closer she would have seen the girl smiling coldly.

At hearing the pale girls statement, Kim bit her lip as she thought of something troubling that she had never seriously considered until then. Shego and Agni both had the same frightening power, but there was one major difference between them. Despite the fact that Shego had the strength and power to rip a person in half and burn them into a carbon stain, she also had the martial discipline and maturity to know when to hold back. Agni did not.

If Kim had it right, the girl was mostly ignored back home, under enough stress to make her run off across three states, and about to go through puberty. And she could shoot green death out of her hands. It was worse than a kid going to school with a loaded gun, because what could you do, chop off her hands? If this kid had just one bad day, there was a decent chance she’d end up doing something shed regret…

What up, yo? As my generation apparently says.

The young voice brought Kim back to reality. She looked up only to see Agni favor her with a look of mild concern. You were looking at me kinda funny, an’ you got real quiet. Whats the deal? You come to Jesus?”

“No, I…”

Kim glanced up and saw that her house was only ten feet away. A somewhat crazy idea struck her. Maybe no, its stupid but Despite her mental debate, her mouth began to form words almost against her will.

Ah, hey, Agni…? You said you thought martial arts lessons would be, um, cool, right? Kim chose her words carefully.

Agni looked over at Kim confused. Yeah, so?

Well… Kim looked around for a moment before continuing. I might as well say it… How do I get myself into things like this? How would you like it if I taught you some moves?

Agnis face lit up briefly. “Seriously!?” Then she frowned again and regarded the redhead with her usual skepticism. “…Why?”

Because Im worried you might hurt someone if you don’t discipline yourself, thought Kim. She knew that wouldn’t fly with the girl, though, so she fell back on her secondary reasoning. Well, we have plenty of time to waste right now, and you seem interested, so why not?

Agni looked on for a moment and then shrugged to keep up her mask of general indifference. Sure. I mean, if you want to. In her mind, however, “We Are The Champions” was playing. Finally, something good comes out of being grilled by this ditz for over two hours! Ill learn to beat down on her just like Mom does!

Shegos image popped into her head suddenly, and her mood soured. This would be so great if it were Mom and not Kim. I mean, whats the deal? Does she just not want me, is that it? Even as she thought that, Agni quickly shook her head. No, listen to yourself whine like that, she does want you, its just that theres crap in the way. She wouldnt write me if she didnt care. Agni quickly shrugged off those self-sabotaging feelings and looked over at the redhead in front of her with determination.

So…?

Yeah, follow me. Kim led Agni to the backyard. The space was wide, and the grass would provide a somewhat soft area for them to tumble around in. When they got there, Kim bent over and stretched for a minute before looking up. She was surprised to see Agni imitating her actions in deep concentration. Kim barely covered up a snicker.

Alright, heres how well do this. You come at me like you did this morning and then well go from thAH! She was cut off in mid-sentence when a glowing claw slashed at her face with startling swiftness. Grabbing the wrist, Kim instinctively flipped the small body over her head and twisted the offending limb behind the pale girls back, all the while being careful not to harm her. Slightly flustered by the surprise attack, Kim looked down at the struggling girl pinned to the grass and smirked. Okay, some ground rules. Well, just one, really: dont start until I say ‘go.’

Agni let out a feral growl. You said to come at you like before, right? I didnt give you a warning last time either!

Kim laughed despite herself. Alright, I guess not. But let’s be a bit more civil next time, kay? She let go and stood up. Agni quickly righted herself and looked at the redhead with her eyes full of fire.

Agni crossed her arms and tapped her foot, trying to look as impatient as possible. Well?

Hyper little brat, isnt she? Kim grinned, Aaaaaand… go!

Suddenly twin spheres of roiling green light whizzed past her head, forcing the redhead to duck and then go into a full roll as similar blasts (now accompanied by claws) struck after her relentlessly. Rather than subdue the girl, Kim simply danced between and around the fierce strikes with an almost unnatural ease, ducking and weaving with the grace of, well, a cheerleader. She somersaulted left to avoid a kick directed at her temple, then backflipped past the girl’s smoldering right hand. Charred blades of grass rained down like snow, but Kim seemed to know how to make even those slide off of her.

Try not to swing so wide, it leaves you totally open. She sidestepped a kick. Never kick from your knee. Slows you down, throws you off-balance.

Aagh, you know-it-all loser!

“Hey, it’s not my fault you’re getting angry instead of thinking.”

“GrrAAGH!”

This went on for well over an hour. Kim would outmaneuver the smaller girl and drop helpful advice along the way. This seemed to frustrate Agni even further, mostly due to the fact that she hadnt landed a single strike on the innocently smiling hero even once. This was making it extremely hard to pretend that Kim was just a vapid ditz. That didnt, however, mean that she wasnt taking Kims advice seriously while she heard it.

Kim, on the other hand, was actually amazed that the girl was doing as well as she was. Agni seemed to be improving in mid-combat. She only needed to be told something once before she never repeated the same mistake. To make matters worse, Agni had super-human endurance on her side, not to mention all-around tenacity, making her attacks quick and relentless.

One things for sure, she certainly takes this really seriously. I wonder why? Seems a bit intense for a girl just looking for a hobby… Kim was about to leap back as a burning claw rushed towards her, but her movements were suddenly halted by something hard behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, Kim saw it was the oak tree growing along the perimeter of her backyard.

Agni grinned when she saw her target was pinned and wasted no time rushing forward, her right hands fingers pointed straight out in a piercing formation. However, the girls mental victory did not transfer into a real one; Kim completely disappeared from view, flipping over the pale green girl and landing right behind her. Grr, dammit!

Much to the twelve-year-olds chagrin, her accumulated momentum forced her straight into the tree trunk. Her incandescent hand sank wrist-deep into the oak, and her forehead smacked hard into the rough bark.

Owww… Agni groaned.

Kim covered her mouth to keep from laughing, but the sight was too much for her. The hero laughed until she was red in the face. She literally fell over laughing when she noticed Agni was having some trouble pulling her hand free of its wooden prison.

That’s right, laugh it up! Not like I’m stuck in a friggin’ tree! The girl growled, propping both of her feet against the thick tree and pulling. “Come… loose! Son of a…” After a few more seconds of struggle, she pulled as hard as she could and lit her trapped hand to burn it free. Which sent her flying backwards and hard onto the grass, staining Kims sweater. Agni did her best to look as though Kims laughter fell on deaf ears, but her deep mossy blush made that tricky. She was surprised when she felt a warm hand rest on her shoulder.

Youve got a lot of spirit, Agni, Kim said brightly. And youre really good, too. But I have an important piece of advice for you. Her tone grew serious. Think. Don’t just fling yourself at people and hope anger and instinct will help you. Think about what you’re doing. Plan your moves. Lay off the aggressive strikes, ’cause you only need a few. Defense and evasion are way more powerful than one or two good hits. And most of all, you need to stop letting your anger control you. You could really hurt someone if you’re not careful.

Agni frowned. Isnt that the point?

Kim sighed and crossed her arms. “No, the point is to defend yourself. And on top of that, even if hurting the other person was the point, even your mom never kills anyone. She knows better.”

Agni scoffed and shook her head. You dont know much about my mom, do ya? It was more of a statement than a question.

Kim furrowed her brow and spoke, sounding more annoyed than she intended. Whats that supposed to mean?

You know how my Mom used to do the hero thing, right? Why do you think she left?

Kim frowned and recalled the story Hego told her. Well, your uncle told me she liked being evil more than fighting evil. Her voice sounded somewhat uncertain, however. That tale was much easier to swallow back when Agni wasnt in the picture.

The green girl tsked and said in annoyance, Uncle Hego’s a total idiot who thinks up a lotta useless garbage. Yeah, she likes bein’ a thief more, sure. But that’s not the main reason.

Kim blinked in confusion. Then why?

Agni smirked somberly. Cause she finally up and killed someone.

Chapter 6: End

Authors Notes: This is easily the most reconstructed chapter so far. And again, much MUCH thanks to my beta Ffordesoon, and Eoraptor who put this whole project on hold with a comment so Id have to rewrite half of it. XD And as always, PLEASE review.