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The last thing Kim had expected was to get knocked upon the head! In one moment she had been exploring on her own, and in the next... if she had to be honest, she could not remember anything. Only darkness.

Unexpected things had happened to her before, and bad things, too. But what about now? To have someone knock her out cold would mean they had either done it, because they wanted to get a chance to run away from her... or because they wanted her to become easier to handle.

Darkness... And, from what Kim could feel, tight space. Wherever she was, it was in a very, very small room, forcing her to hug her legs to herself. At the same time, however, she was not limited in any other way, tied up or with her mouth taped - and that had happened to her before.

There were all kinds of villains, and Kim knew they all liked to act differently towards their captives. If she was one now, whoever had her had some very strange ideas about what to do with girls they caught...

Bit by bit, she seemed to remember; things were coming back to her. When you wake up, you will hear music, and when that happens, you must dance. It was all very strange, but she had been compelled to do what the words told her - it felt like they had control over her, like they were somehow guiding her actions now.

And then, soon enough, the music came. With her heart beating a mile a minute, Kim burst out of the basket, starting to dance, and took a glance down at the basket. Had that thing really managed to hold her? She wasn’t small anymore! And she noticed something else as well; if she had been wearing her pants and shirt before, now she wore a dancer’s clothes. How odd! And all these men seemed to be looking at her at the same time!

“...Thank you. And I chose to crash. Not sure about Kimmie here, though.” Shego still felt odd about the lack of the gloves she was so used to - but she would have to do without them now. This was just going to be a party; it’s too warm for gloves, and she doesn’t need to worry about that now. “Still, I thought I would say thanks regardless. I hope you don’t mind me being here. And... her, too. We know each other.”

“Yeah... we do know each other.” Kim looked very mildly annoyed for a moment. “It’s a long story. Anyway, I’m Kim, and this is Shego. And it’s lovely to meet you.” She paused to check out the place again; there was so much to take in! “Yes, some water would be lovely. I sat down all the way to here so I’ll be fine this way for now, I think. Thank you so much!”

Was this where they had to be for the summer ball? It seemed so. Shego threw a few looks around as she drew closer to where others were standing, and decided to just go pick up a drink for the time being. Social events were not her most favorite things to be at, but she had crashed the party already, anyway. Might as well check it out, she thought as she looked around.

"How do I... what...?"

It takes Kim a bit to think about just what Caroline has said to her, and what she ought to say in response. She wasn't as good at jokes as Ron or Wade were (she ought to tell them; that might cheer them up), but... maybe she could come up with a funny response to that one.

Ah, Bonnie. One of the very last people Kim liked to think about. Shego was at least kind of nice to her sometimes; she hadn't hurt or killed her yet although the two of them were supposed to be enemies. Bonnie wouldn't bat an eye if something happened to Kim however - or at least that was how she saw it.

"She's just a jerk, Tyson. A huge, huge jerk. She thinks that she's it, that she's the best, smartest person ever, waaay better than me... that kind of stuff. The kind of stuff I don't like to think about. And worse, she's also nasty to Ron, to all of our friends... but she's someone I have to face alone. I don't want to drag anyone in..."

"Least of all you."

Not that she would have minded it if Bonnie somehow lost access to her site; on the contrary. But unlike her, Kim didn't wish her ill. She just wanted Bonnie to get off her case.