Kim Possible: Freaky Friday

Chapter 1:

"Drakkennn!" Shego growled, her voice rung out through the lair now being destroyed by her green plasma bolts that she shot in her boss's direction. Drakken, shaking with fear and running out of places to hide, jumped behind the desk and covered his head waiting for another blow.

"Shego! I'm sorry!" He said trying to get her to stop, but nothing he could say or do could calm her.

"You should be after what happened today! Do you know what it's like to have to fight Kim Possible while you're dangling upside down in your underwear?!" She shot out. Drakken got up and folded his arms looking annoyed and mustering up all the bravery he could to face her.

"How would you have liked to have been me?! How was I supposed to know that grappling hook was going to latch on to my pants and hang me upside down? It wasn't exactly a pleasant experience for me either." He snarled. Her hands extinguished, he did have a point, but that didn't make things any better for her.

"Ugh! You wouldn't last a day in my shoes. Sometimes you can be so embarrassing. I don't even know why I stick around!?" She snapped walking away.

"I don't know why either! So why don't you just leave then?!" He snapped back taking Shego by surprise. He had never said that to her before, at least not that way. There was a moment's silence. "Fine!" She shouted storming off to her room.

Shego slammed her bedroom door shut with a bang and threw herself on the bed in disgust. "He has no idea what it's like to be me. It's not easy fighting that teen moron and lose all the time." She muttered to herself. For a moment her mind wandered back to their argument. "Why don't you just leave then?" She couldn't believe he had said that to her and he had sounded so serious about it too. The longer she thought about it the more she started to feel bad. Why did she stick around? Shego wondered to herself. "He pays well…" She said out loud to an empty room. But deep inside, she knew that wasn't the only reason.

Drakken fiddled around with a new dooms day machine. His mind wasn't on his new machine though. "She doesn't know what it's like to be me! I'm the one always failing. She wouldn't last a day being me!" He yelled loudly making his dog, Commodore Puddles jump.

"Heck…I can't even last a day being me." He muttered stopping for a moment to look at his machine. It was almost done.

Suddenly, the floor began to shake beneath his feet. He looked around and saw everything in the lab was shaking violently. Was it an earthquake? His mind was racing; he had to get to Shego. "Shego!" He called out. He quickly ran towards the stairs, but before he could reach them one of his machines he had been working on had fallen over and trapped him underneath, knocking him unconscious.

Upstairs Shego had been tossed from the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud. She held onto her bedside table for support as she tried to regain her balance. She heard Drakken's voice from downstairs, was he hurt? She wondered as she stammered towards the door, everything was going black making it hard for her to see where she was going. She fell to her knees, unable to maintain her strength, and before she knew it she was out cold.

Moments later Drakken stirred awake, his eyes slowly opening. He got up and shook his head. "Ughhh…" He said rubbing his eyes. He felt weak. When he opened his eyes, he quickly realized his surroundings had changed. He was in a different room. He gasped, "I'm in Shego's room!" Scratching his head he asked himself, "What am I doing here?" The voice he had heard wasn't his own. It sounded familiar. He lifted up his hands and saw a green and a black glove before him. He opened his eyes wide in horror. "I can't be! No, no, no!" He ran to the nearest mirror to see, and found not his own body, but Shego's staring back at him. "Oh, no!" If he was in Shego's body, then she had to be in his. "She is not going to like this." He ran down the stairs and found his body right where he had left it. "This is weird." He thought as he lifted the machine off his body…or now Shego's body? "Shego wake up." He said shaking her.

"What happened?" She asked getting up, her eyes barely open.

"Um…Shego something-" He began as he helped her onto her feet. He didn't quite know how to break the news to her. When she finally opened her eyes, she pushed him away.

"Oh come on! I told Drakken no clones!" She groaned.

"I'm not a clone. I'm Dr. Drakken." He told her with a gulp. She blinked looking confused for a moment. "You can't be Dr. Drakken." She said looking annoyed, thinking that he had cloned her.

"I am! Shego, we switched bodies. Somehow during the earthquake it happened." He explained. She shot him a critical look, not believing his story at all.

"If you don't believe me, then go look for yourself." He said pointing towards the bathroom door. Shego rolled her eyes and went to the bathroom, highly doubting she would see Drakken there. Drakken stood there fidgeting nervously, he knew there was about to be an explosion. Suddenly, he heard an earsplitting scream. He quickly looked around; he needed to find a place to hide. Shego stormed out of the bathroom.

"What have you done!?" She hollered, fists clenched.

"I didn't do anything. I swear!" He said backing into the wall. Shego lifted her hand ready to strike him. She looked at her hand puzzled, it wasn't ignited. Drakken sighed in relief, and then smiled smugly realizing something.

"I'm the one with the power now." Shego raised her eyebrow.

"I can still kick your butt the old fashioned way." She pointed out.

"But I didn't even do anything!" She stared at him for a moment, studying him. She could always tell when he was lying; even he was in her body.

"You really didn't, did you?" He shook his head, no, in response. "Then what did?"