Hi everyone. I’ve been nervous about sharing this because it’s fanfiction but this has been my primary focus for the past two months writing-wise. I actually did this for my NaNoWriMo and got my 50,000 words in for it.
This is I’m Scared Too. It’s a very queer Kim Possible fic about the intersection of depression and ethics. I’m sharing Chapter 1 with you here.
“Alright Ron, you’re on Shego. I got Drakken.”
“Sure thing KP — waaaaaait, hold up! Kim, you fight Shego, I create a distraction. There’s a rhythm to how these things work.”
“Yeah, that’s not going to fly this time Big Blue.”
“You know if you told me that I’d have to work this much harder just because I threw two aliens into space — ”
Doctor Bortel’s MIT LAB: Cambridge, MA
July 16, 2007: 4:37PM
It was an adventure ununlike any other. Drakken was “outsourcing” from another famed scientist and Shego was as miserable as ever. Team Possible had arrived to the scene right on queue and within seconds our combatants would be doing their usual runaround.
“Are you seriously sticking me with the Buffoon, Princess?!” Shego screamed, plasma immediately flaring from her gnarled hands. She considered her rage and threw her hands to her hips and smiled coyly. “Eh, cool with me. Long as you’re okay riding home with your BF in a pine box.”
Ron’s face fell. “You know I’m still here, right?”
Kim smirked and patted Ron on the back. “You’re gonna have to grow a spine, Ron. She’s feisty.”
Shego’s malicious grin rose higher with the roaring of the plasma on her hands. “Makes sense Princess’ BF wouldn’t have experience with feisty women.”