Hello! Lately, I would go visit the KP community then feel like it's lacking D/S stories. I had this idea in my head for a while then I finally decided to write it. This is my first Kim Possible fanfic so personalities may be a bit off otherwise we should be fine. I do warn you that this chapter may be a little short but I actually don't know how long it's going to be because I write this before I write the actual story. Enjoy!
"Nrrng. Nrrrrrng. NRRRRRRRRRRNG!"
"Yo, Dr. D!" Drakken looks over to his lovely assistant, who was glaring at him. "Can you shut up? I'm trying to read!" She said holding up a magazine. Drakken grunted.
"Well, excuse me, Shego! I'm sorry that I can't open this jar of pickles!" Shego gave annoyed sigh.
"Here's a thought," She said getting up from the couch and walked over to him, "How 'bout you use your flower powers to, I don't know, open the jar?" Drakken grunted again then summoned his powers. The top popped off immediately. "It's like magic," Shego said sarcastically.
"I don't need your lip, Shego," Drakken said, contently biting into a pickle. Shego chuckled and leaned closer to Drakken's ear.
"But you can't pretend you don't love it," She whispered seductively into his ear, causing Drakken to blush a deep purple. Shego then laughed wickedly. After the awards ceremony a year ago, Drakken and Shego became close friends. After that, they became more than friends. "Did you forget about your powers?"
"Nrrng. No," Drakken said. "I was just trying to open it with my own strength."
"Uh-huuuuuh," Shego drawed out. Drakken grunted again and bit hard into another pickle.
"I'm bored," Shego said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. Drakken grunted in response, not even looking at her. Shego frowned. Then she walked over to Drakken and snatched the pickles out of his hand.
"Hey!" Drakken whined.
"I said I was bored, Dr. D," Shego said, "Let's go do something."
"Hmm," Drakken said, tapping his chin in thought, "Let's go see a movie."
"I was thinking more in the evil department," Shego said, placing her hands on her hips.
"Oh! Well…" The duo haven't really done anything evil lately but they didn't exact reform either. Drakken also remembered that Shego has been a bit sick lately and he doesn't want to strain her. "Are you feeling okay? Did the nausea go away?"
"Yeah, I feel fi-" Suddenly, Shego's face turned greener than usual and she ran out of the room to relieve her stomach of its contents. Drakken shook his head. He knew that she didn't want to show that it's possible for her to get sick but he wasn't going to risk her safety over that. Then he craved another pickle. Then he remembered that Shego took them from him and in her mad dash to get to the bathroom, she dropped the jar onto the floor. The glass was shattered and there was pickles everywhere. Drakken sighed and called for a henchman to go clean it up.
A week or so later, the same statement was given and Drakken merely frown. "Now, Shego," he would begin, "I know you miss our life of villainy, but if you're sick, I can't risk our safety."
"You have powers," Shego argued, crossing her arms in anger, "Protect me for once. I always have to protect you."
"But I am protecting you, dumpling," Drakken said in a tone trying to get sympathy from Shego, "By not taking any risks at all." Shego groaned at this. She hated not being able to rob a bank and other evil things all because she's a little sick. She hated it more when Drakken was right for once. So she'll try a different way to sway the argument. She slowly walked over to where Drakken was sitting and sat on his lap. "Shego?"
"I know you miss it too," Shego seductively whispered into his ear, "I know you're just itching to build some machine or some plan to show the world your evil genius." Drakken grunted, trying not to fall for Shego's antics. He was thinking of her after all. "But if you just want to leave the world that heroic image of yours…" She trailed off the sentence, knowing she probably already won. Shego slid off of Drakken's lap, "What do you say, Dr. D?" Drakken grumbled.
"Let me prepare the hovercraft…" Shego jumped in joy. This much enthusiasm Drakken didn't see often from her. Did she miss villainy that much? Shego pecked Drakken on the cheek and left the room. Drakken sighed in defeat. He had a feeling that something bad is going to happen so he has to be prepared at all costs.
See? It's short! Anyway, did you like this prologue-type thing? I hope my story gets better as I go along. Please read and review and I will see you next time!