//------------------------------// // Call me Beep me 05: Front Row Tickets // Story: The Many Destinies of Sunset Shimmer // by ratedoni //------------------------------// “Who would think that a crop top and cargo pants will look good on a redhead? I mean, with this hair color I’ll prefer other options as a mission item, what kind of moron will think it will look good?” The more Sunset Shimmer talked, the more Kimberly Anne Possible wanted to start screaming while throttling her neck, but she couldn’t do that, after all, she had been educated to be polite and to keep her temperament in check, but oh she so tempted right now. It also helped that she knew Sunset was doing it only to get under her skin; sadly it was working like a charm. What was it with Queen Bee type of girls that could get her so mad? First it was Bonnie, who admittedly was only a minor pain in her butt, but still had to deal with her in cheerleading; then it was Shego and now Sunset Shimmer, two women that could make her see red… no pun intended with Sunset. “If you have a problem with it then don’t wear it?!” “I’m not, I’m just saying, I mean, you’ve been using that combination for how many years? Maybe is time for a change, don’t you think Cheerleader?” At least Sunset’s ‘mission gear’ was more to the point than the original idea of Ron when they started taking missions regularly; it was also the last time Ron tried to dress like ‘Commando’ considering the way every single henchman of Dementor couldn’t stand up from laughing so hard and Dementor’s goons were very well trained. Sunset was wearing thin jeans that seemed to stretch when she moved alongside a red shirt with a sun on her chest, which was slightly distorted considering the other redhead’s… bosom; at least she knew she had the better bottom from the two. Also, it was interesting that Sunset was also wearing gloves like Kim and Ron, with the exception that instead of being designed by Wade, this ones were simple climbing gloves, of great quality, but still store bought; it made Kim wince a little of when she was younger and tried to climb rope, one day that her father had taken her to a park to play, in the end she had burns on her palms for several days; it was a good thing that her mother was a doctor, specialized in brain surgery, but she could still administer first aid to her adventurous daughter. “It is practical,” it had become the norm between the two redheads to bicker about everything, but the initial bite of those comments had been taken away as the two spend time together; it was mainly comfortable now, with both of them getting into a nice friendship. For Kim, it was bizarre to finally have a female friend, considering most girls ran away from her when she was younger due to her boyish traits and how ‘rough’ she was when she played; the only real friend she not only had in her childhood, but that stood with her years later was Ron and as nice and charming the boy was, it was not the same as having a girl that could punch as hard as she could… or throw someone around as Sunset preferred. “Sure, it is good for camouflage, but really, do you even need it considering the kind of people you go against? Is not like if you need some heavy tactical gear to go against them, I mean, if Ron can beat some of these guys then they are not very good at what they do.” “And is a good thing they are not good, because that would be bad for the world.” “Okay, I admit, that was a bad word choice, still, maybe you can ask Monique to get you a new wardrobe, I know she will be all for it,” as they kept on talking, they began to look at the door, which had a control pad and was completely metallic; it seemed premade to Sunset, who thought it was logical considering how fast Dr. Drakken had built that ‘hidden’ lair according to Wade Load; well, not so hidden since it was a huge metallic building right in the middle of nowhere Arizona; after beating Dr. Dementor and seeing this one, were all mad scientists in love with remote ‘secret’ labs? “Talk to me Wade, can you find any entrance? The usual ventilation duct maybe?” the rather bulky gadget, at least in the opinion of Sunset, was up and running like always while Kim talked with her science genius at the other side of the screen. “Sure Kim, I’ll give you access faster than you can-” anything that Wade was about to say was interrupted by the sound of the metallic door opening up; Kimberly and Wade then turned around, well, the screen of the Kimmunicator was pointing at Sunset, stood gawking at the other redhead, who had the control panel outer shell in one hand and was moving several wires inside. “What? I just wanted to open this thing quickly!” “How did you do that?” “I just rerouted the energy from the alarms and then short circuited the mechanical lock on the door; Dementor’s lair was like this too so I recognized the problem.” “Is no surprise that they look the same, after all, they are made by HenchCo,” Wade’s typing could be heard through the screen as he was searching for some information. “Wait, HenchCo, there is a guy that sells these kinds of things?” Kimberly, for all the time that she had been fighting crime and saving the world, was completely surprised at that kind of information. “Well, yeah, think of it as the SmartyMart for super villains and mad scientists in general,” since it was obvious that they had things under control for now, Wade cut the communication and began to passively scan their surroundings in case of a trap. “So, remind me again why I had to come with you this time?” “Well, you already have more experience infiltrating an evil’s lair than all the school… probably with the exception of Mister Barkin,” as silly and overbearing the substitute teacher was, Sunset knew that the man had some heavy military experience and she wouldn’t be surprised if he had fought against some super villains in the past “besides, I needed some backup since this is Dr. Drakken after all.” “And Ron had something to do on his church?” “Synagogue, he is Jewish,” she tried to not make it look as if she didn’t know what was the difference between all the religions humans had created, even if she was completely lost; she truly had to start studying more before she truly made a faux-pas. “So, what’s the difference between Dementor and Drakken?” “That will be her,” Kim pointed at something inside the main hall of the lair, where a smirking green skinned woman was already waiting for them alongside a couple dozen henchmen. “Well, not that it is a pleasure to see you Pumpkin, which it isn’t, but at least it saves me from Dr. D’s constant rambling,” the woman then got into a fighting pose at the same time Kim got into hers. “I’m sorry, because once I destroy your plans you will have to hear him all the way to jail,” okay, that was lame, but just as she finished to say that the two began to exchange punches and kicks as if those words had been some kind of signal to start fighting. Wait, did that mean-? Just great, she was a sidekick this time, just perfect. “So, are you guys going to stay around or are you going to try and stop me?” and then it began, going behind the first henchman and throwing him over her back, sending him like a bowling ball against the others; Sunset stood up quickly and hit another henchman with an elbow, duck the it of another, pulled him back and struck him underneath the chin with her knee. “Where did you get this kid Princess? WWE training camp or something?” “Shego! What are you doing?!” “I was just curious Cupcake, after all, is not every day you bring other people around, call it professional curiosity.” “You are supposed to be fighting me, not checking other girl’s fighting styles!” “Ah, are they always like this?!” Sunset asked to one of the henchmen as they all stopped the fighting due to the other girl’s arguing. “Pretty much.”