003. Ends.
By Sitchit
Dr. Drakken's freedom ends in the hovercar. His 3 preset radio stations have mysteriously shrunk to a measly 1 of 6 and he's stuck listening to her hip hop music on the way to the store.
It gives him a scared little feeling in his stomach.
When he takes a shower the next morning, his bottle of 2 -in-1 shampoo and conditioner has been overshadowed by the colorful shampoos infused with red raspberry and satin and handmade tangerine and sandalwood soaps.
He shakes an offensive item over the magazine she's reading and stares down at her expectedly.
"Pumice stone, doy," Shego answers without looking up.
He considers it feebly and can feel all sorts of walls closing in.
The final blow comes when he opens his closet. The sea of blue and black has been disrupted violently by strokes of green and he's left staring numbly as he realizes that Shego has actually moved into his closet. His closet.
"What is all of this?" he questions slowly and he wonders if all of this is too much, too soon.
"The closet?" she mumbles into the pillow, still mostly asleep, "Don't even tell me there wasn't enough room. There was."
She's catty even in her sleep but he considers her words again, looking back towards the now very full space and suddenly it doesn't feel like an ending anymore. Maybe a beginning, he ventures hopefully as he takes in the sight of the two colors hanging comfortably.
Besides, blue and green have always looked nice together.