Kim has been busy, but Kim is always busy; last year it was school sports and krav maga lessons and friends and volunteering and saving the world and a 4.5 GPA and SAT prep, and this year it's kickboxing and debate club and student government and college applications and then college visits and an after-school job and tutoring and more perfect grades and student newspaper and saving the world.

"Haven't seen you in a while," Shego calls to her, backflipping off of a wall and then crashing fully into Kim, the two of them rolling together down a flight of stairs and Kim flinging out an arm that just happens to keep Shego's head from hitting the floor. "I know there's plenty of competition when it comes to dastardly plots, but Kimmy, we used to see each other at least twice a month," she adds, and Kim can't fully ignore the forced glibness of it or the tightness in her own chest when she ducks under Shego's punch.