Kigo

Humanities and Sciences by StarvingLunatic 2

2: Sociology 101 — How to Make Enemies and Friends

"Duchess, you sure you don't want to just stay home? You can create some excuse or something for not going," Shego commented from her space on the couch. Kim was on top of her, soundly asleep. Cali was knocked out on Kim's back. Usually, Bonnie was common filling in their living sandwich, but she had other affairs to tend to.

"I can't just stay home, Shego, you know that. I can't make up some excuse either. I mean, of course I'd love to be knocked out on the couch like Kimmie, but I have to do this," Bonnie huffed as she moved through the house like a madwoman. She was fixing her shirt while trying to find important papers she needed. Why the hell was nothing ever where she first put it down? Cali keeps moving stuff! When she got the time, she would scold the cat about it.

"Like I said, you could make an excuse. I used to do it all the time!" Shego declared loudly, a little too loudly. Kim and Cali groaned in their sleep. She turned her attention to them for a moment, taking a few seconds to rub their backs and calm them down. They both made little mewing noises as they settled and she turned her attention back to her Duchess.

"Sweetie, you used to steal things for a living. It's not like you were working a regular nine to five," Bonnie pointed out.

"It's not like you're working a regular nine to five either if you have to rush off on a Saturday... again. Do you want me and Kimmie to just go straighten this chick out? We all know she keeps meeting with you on Saturday because she's trying to get you to go on a date with her, but this is the closest you'll go," Shego countered.

"No, I don't want you or my baby going anywhere near Heather. I don't want either of you ending up in jail or doing anything wrong. She's not harming me in any way. She's just annoying and she doesn't take 'no' for an answer for the most part. Besides, I need her as a client to keep my job," Bonnie reminded her lover. Well, that was not entirely true, but Heather was her biggest client and it probably would not look good for her to lose her, even though she tried sometimes really hard to do so.

Emerald eyes rolled. "You don't need to work, you know," she felt it necessary to point out.

"And neither do you, yet you do. I like my job, sweetheart. I enjoy doing it. Let me do it, okay?" Bonnie requested, still moving about the house to gather what she needed for her meeting, even though doubted she truly needed anything. Meeting with Heather was never what she expected, after all.

Shego shrugged. "I guess it's good to have a lawyer in the family," she conceded. She just wished Bonnie did not stress so much over her job.

Knowing that was the end of the discussion, Bonnie focused on finding everything she would need for her meeting. She collected her papers, sorted them as much as she could, shoved them into her briefcase, and then went on the hunt for her shoes. While searching, she silently cursed Cali, who liked moving shoes more than anything else in the house, even when they told her not to.

"Shego, do you know where that chubby tabby moved my sling-back shoes?" Bonnie inquired, standing by the entrance to the living room.

"Why are you wearing your sling-backs? Those are way too sexy. They'll send the wrong idea."

Bonnie snorted. "They're comfortable and I own much sexier shoes, not that it matters. Do you know where Cali hid them?"

"She's gotten into the habit of collecting stuff and hiding them in her 'secret place,'" Shego answered.

"Under the bathroom sink?" It was where they used to find any and everything that went missing. Cali collected anything that could fit in her mouth for some odd reason that even the cat herself could not explain.