A/N: Okay, so I've recently started rewatching all the Kim Possible episodes from my childhood, and forgot how hilarious it was! My favorite part? The Drakken/Shego interactions. They just seem so right for each other, and in my mind, they would make a hilarious couple. So that's why I'm writing this fanfic. I really hope you like it, please remember to R&R! ^_^
Chapter 1:
Stupid flowers. Stupid vines that wrap around your waist and the waist of your employer. Stupid Drakken's scent, which smelled too good for words. Stupid Drakken. Stupid audience, who saw everything.
And stupid Shego for enjoying it.
"Ugh!" she groaned as another flaming nail file hit the wall of her bedroom. "Stupid, stupid," she mumbled to herself.
Shego flung herself on her green and black bed, and stared up at the ceiling. That whole plant incident happened over a week ago, and since then, absolutely nothing had happened. They had gone about it as if it had never happened.
Which was what she wanted, right?
And that giant alien freak, Warmonga, what did she call her? Oh yeah, "The Blue Imposter's battle mate."
Now that was just ridiculous. And Kimmie had hinted that Shego had actually cared about Drakken.
Which she did.
But that was part of her job. She was his sidekick. Helping him was what she was paid for. But whenever Drakken was in danger, especially in the past year her heart would race. And saving him was more than instinct.
Because if something would ever happen to Drakken...
No. Stop. Shego shook the thought from her head. There she goes again, thinking about him. She needed to get the idea of Drakken out of her head.
But mostly because she knew that she couldn't even bear the thought of living without Drakken.
Stop!
Shego clutched her jet black hair and groaned again, "Ugh, stop it, Shego!"
Her intercom on the bedside table blew up with Drakken's voice, "Shego!"
Hoisting herself up, she rolled over and pressed the red button. Adopting her usual sarcastic tone, she answered, "Yes, Dr. D. What is it?"
"Get in here! Now! There's something impor- Just get here now!"
He sounded scared, or at least shocked. "On my way!"
Shego ran out of her quarters, down the hall, and to Drakken's bedroom. Hearing a moaning sound, and her employer's voice groaning, "Oh, no," Shego opened the door, her hands alight with green flame.
"What is it?" she asked, looking around for anything that looked remotely dangerous.
All she saw was Dr. D, sitting up in his bed, dressed in his blue striped pajamas and clutching a piece of paper in his hand. He looked pale, and he was panting, "Shego! This is horrible!"
"It'd better be," she said, putting out her flames, and placing both her hands on her hips, "I ran all the way over here, so it'd better be some sort of crisis."
"It is."
"Then tell me already!"
"I-I-I-" he stammered.
"Spit it out!" He was already trying her patience. She could already feel a nerve in her cheek jump. Only Drakken could do that to her.
"I have been asked to join Global Justice!" the mad scientist wailed.
"No way!"
"Way!"
She walked over to sit next to him on the bed, "Lemme see that." Without even waiting for him to hand it to her, she snatched it from his hands.
Drakken watched as Shego's eyes scanned the paper, over and over again as if she couldn't believe it. To tell the truth, he couldn't believe it either. And he wasn't so sure if he liked that.
He'd spent decades building up an evil rep, and it had been taken from him in an instant. Sometimes, he regretted saving the world. To have his and Shego's rap sheets wiped clean, and then receiving a medal from the UN, and now this. Hadn't he been given enough humiliation?
And then that flower-power hug with Shego. What was that? And in front of so many people... Drakken hated to admit it, but he kind of liked it. But still. Evil geniuses like him certainly never got wrapped up romantically with the help.
Especially when said help never even acknowledged the flower hug.
Although they had almost hugged on their free will. In the spaceship, when Kim Possible and the Buffoon were reunited. He found himself running towards Shego, calling her name, his arms outstretched, getting ready to cup her face. And (though he could have imagined it) her arms were outstretched towards him as well.
Thank goodness he caught himself before anything wierd could happen.
Drakken was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of Shego's laugh. He narrowed his eyes, "What's so funny?"
"It's just kinda funny," she said between snorts, "You of all people. Global Justice wants you."
"Shego," he said between clenched teeth, "This isn't funny."
"Yes, it is. I mean, you work your entire life to build up your 'evil villian status', and it's taken away from you in one good deed."
"Then it's not funny. It's called ironic."
"Same thing," Shego said, taking deep breaths to calm herself. "So, what are you gonna do? Join those goody-two shoes?"
"Well..."
"You could work with Kim Possible," Shego teased, not missing a chance to milk this for what it's worth.
"There's n-"
"That would be cute!" she said, batting her eyes at him, and placing her hand at her heart, "You and Kimmie, saving the day together!"
"Shego, watch your tongue!" Drakken balled his fists up. "This is a serious matter!"
"Are you seriously considering this?" Shego asked, stopping the jokes, and looking up into Drakken's eyes.
Drakken shook off any bubbling emotions. Not now. "I-I can't, Shego. My heart belongs to evil! In fact, I am already working on my greatest scheme yet!"
"Oh, brother," she groaned, smaking her forehead with the palm of her head. "We've been through this before."
"I'm serious this time! I'll join Global Justice, and earn their trust. Then, when the time is right, I attack! They'll never expect it. I don't know how yet, but I plan the details later."
Shego's eyes widened, and she looked up at Drakken. "As much as I hate admitting it, that is actually your best idea yet! I-It's amazing!"
"I know, right?" Drakken was now resting on his knees on the bed. He grabbed Shego by the shoulders in his excitement, and shook her, "This is sure to work! Finally, the world will be mine!"
Shego, for once, didn't object to the physical contact, instead, offering up a smile. Drakken, finally out of his victory fog, realized that he was squeezing the shoulders of his green sidekick, and looking into her eyes. And kind of enjoying the physical contact.
No. Keep it professional.
"Ahem," Drakken said, letting go of Shego, "Y-You should go to bed. We have a lot to do tomorrow."
Shego, feeling slightly disappointed, looked down, and nodded. "Yeah. I-I should be getting some sleep." She got up and headed towards the door.
"Good-night Shego."
She stopped at the door, hand on the doorknob, and turned around, a weak smile on her face. "Night, Dr. D."
A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! I'm going to try to update ASAP! In the meantime, please review. Constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged! ^_^
