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[yup_whitesuit]

WHO: Uh basically everybody in existence
WHERE: Shego's apartment
WHAT: INTERVENTION

Anakin tried to calm himself. Kim had warned him this would not go well, and the Force seemed to roil around him, as if chastising him for his stupidity.

If the Force wanted me to heed its warnings, it could have given me some when I truly needed them he

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[ki_possible]

Kim answered the door, her face reddened, and a glass of something clear and alcoholic smelling clutched lightly in one hand. She was dressed for bed, a pink tank-top, blue jammie bottoms, and bare feet. She grinned at everyone.

"Hi Anakin! What's with the crowd?"

[ella_va]

Shego stumbled after Kim, blunt in one hand and vodka in the other. Unnoticing of Anakin and the crowd, she pushes Kim against the wall, giggling and kissing her.

"Ignore that. Where were we?" A hand goes up Kim's shirt.

[ki_possible]

Kim makes a "mmph" sound and sets her glass down, slapping at Shego's hand. "Sheeeeg. We have guests."

[mrs_dr_p]

A sound rivaling a lion's can be heard as Anne does some serious pushing.

"KIMBERLY ANNE POSSIBLE. IS THAT ALCOHOL YOU'RE DRINKING? AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE WE ARRIVED?!"

Shego jumps as if someone shot at her with a gun, backing away from Kim. She looks between the vodka and blunt, panicking as she decides which to hide first. Anne walks over, beating them both down with her purse.