Dear_Multiverse: Kim's apartment, Kim and Baby!Shego

Mar 03, 2008 22:52

Ona advantage of having Ron and the Tweebs visiting regularly was that Kim's kitchen was pretty well-stocked with the sort of breakfast cereal that would appeal to them - and by extension, to a pre-teen.

"So, what do you fancy," she asked from her position with her head in the cupboard. "Chocolate or fruit?"

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pronetoviolence March 3 2008, 22:04:20 UTC
Sam blinked sleepily, the question extremely easy for her.

"CHOCOLATE!" She was still in her jammies, hair messed up from sleeping oddly.

She had woken up clinging to Kim's stomach, Simba on her back. She blinked, almost falling off of the table as she saw Devimon come through the door ( ... )

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i_can_i_am March 3 2008, 22:07:56 UTC
"She's a pest," Kim said with a shrug, "but she's not so bad. Er - that's way too much money. I only had to spend a hundred or so on clothes and stuff."

She tilted her head at the being that was in her kitchen, hoping that Beth wouldn't pick now to wake up from her all-night studying jag.

"Things going okay?"

She wished she could help - but she couldn't, as there was already another her there.

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pronetoviolence March 3 2008, 22:15:30 UTC
Devimon shrugged.

"Babysitters get paid anyways, right? Keep it, that's only Shego's walking money anyways." Sam was using the voice post function of her D-Comm, and could faintly be heard talking to someone.

Devimon stretched his wings, sighing.

"Almost everyone is really young, some of them babies! And the ones that got old have to babysit. I hope that guy trying to destroy the Digital World doesn't pick this time to attack. Maybe he got kid-ified too?" He blinked as he heard Sam cry, and his black and green armband glew a dark red.

"Sam?" She quickly stopped, and the glow faded.

"Sorry- I, uh, bumped my head!" Devimon blinked, shrugging, looking back to Kim.

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i_can_i_am March 3 2008, 22:19:00 UTC
"Er, I guess. . ." Kim said hesitantly, wondering how she was going to explain the wodge of cash - or deposit it in a bank without coming up against the IRS.

"What about the other me?" she asks curiously. "What's happened to her?"

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