In a far corner of Middleton, Wade lamented over the loss of his video feed from the pandaroo-cam, but not for long. Good thing she didn't notice the camera in the teddy bear, he thought. He leaned back after making a few keystrokes so he could enjoy the show all over again.
And in yet another corner of Middleton, a rather strange figure was also relieved over the fact that Kimberly Ann had not yet discovered the teddy bear-cam. "So-- Kim Possible is-- sexually active!" He flashed an evil grin and rubbed his hands together. "Oh, this too perfect!"
An exotic, yet rather bored-looking young woman glanced up from her magazine. "Well what do you expect Dr. D., they're 18 now and everything. So why are we tapping into these hidden cameras again?" She glanced over at the monitor for the first time and did a double-take. "Woah. Who knew the buffoon was so well-hung?" Suddenly realizing what had slipped off her tongue, she shook the image out of her head and quickly looked back to the article on nail-filing.
Dr. Drakken took a closer look at the video on the monitor. "The side-kick? Well-hung!" he scoffed. "For a chipmunk maybe. Besides, I was far too busy for the likes of girls at that age, preparing myself for college--"
She rolled her eyes and tossed the magazine aside. "Don't you mean the girls were too busy for you?" she taunted. "Isn't that why you built the first set of Bebe's?"
"Don't get lippy, they were built a few years later for an entirely different reason. That was for the benefit of my under-appreciative colleagues."
"Yeah, that and because you couldn't get a date to save your life. You know, maybe all the girls just noticed the size of your hands--"
"I am not bitter!" he yelled, shaking his fists in the air. He stopped momentarily to regain his composure, lowering his hands to examine them. "And what do my hands have to do with this! Anyway, this will all fall into place with my latest plan."
"Are you sure you're not just being a total perv for tapping into this?" she asked, rising out of her seat and approaching the monitor for a clearer look.
"Shego, please. I am a scientist. I rely on stimulation of the mind for enjoyment, not the body. I have no reason to be interested in the opposite sex, and I'm certainly not interested in the brutish, primal urges of my teenaged foe."
"Um, yeah, whatever," she quipped. "So-- you're saying you're not getting anything out of this at all? It's actually kind of sweet," she added, tilting her head and trailing off as the urgent sounds of Kim and Ron's activities grew louder. Rolling her eyes, she reached over to turn the volume down. "You know, in a creepy sort of way." She leaned over to get even closer to the monitor and said, "So-- what's the plan?"
"How about you take your hands off me and I'll tell you."
Shego looked down and realized her arms were draped over him. "Oh! Um, ew. Sorry about that, Dr. D.," she stammered. She scowled to herself and tried to concentrate as Drakken listed off the details of his latest scheme.