Hello! Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed this little project of mine. I felt bad for ignoring it for so long so, when locked in by a blizzard, I decided I was going to finish it off. Short, sweet, and to the point! Thank you all, once again!
The Three Words
Drakken tapped on Shego's door tentatively. He wasn't even sure why he was there and was rather sick of the drama this was all causing, but Drakken needed to talk with Shego without having her run away from him. As he stood in front of the door, he wondered why this was so important. Why was it so important she knew how he felt? Drakken knew Shego was clever, clever enough to know there was something more between them than entrepreneurship. Hadn't Drakken always felt something for her and hadn't she always known all along?
"Come in," came Shego's voice and, as Drakken put his hand on the door handle, he gulped as she added, "unless you're the mad scientist who doesn't understand I'm going to kill him the moment he walks into this room."
Opening the door carefully, Drakken made sure not to step foot inside her room as he watched her. Shego must have gotten blood on the last change of clothing because she had gotten dressed, yet again. A green tank and black flannel pants were much more comfortable than her jumpsuit, Drakken supposed, but it didn't do anything to help him stop stammering. In fact, it only made the problem worse because she looked even prettier than usual. He could see the bandages poke out in the fabric and wind their way past the hem of the top and Shego, sensing he was looking with concern at her bandages, crossed her arms.
"I'm giving you ten seconds to say what you need to say. I'm tired of this nonsense, going back and forth. If we're going to be adults, we need to be adults and stop talking like kids," Shego snapped, turning away from Drakken and going back to her dresser, where she slammed a drawer shut after opening it for no reason.
One, two, three...
Drakken swallowed and tried to form words, but just couldn't.
Four, five, six...
Shego turned around and balled her hands into fists, the green plasma whirling around them and growing brighter and brighter as she became more and more angry.
Seven, eight, nine...
"I love you, Shego!"
Ten.
Putting her hands down from where she had raised them to blow Dr. Drakken off the face of the earth, Shego blinked, unclenching her hands. Drakken, suddenly very relieved, rested a hand against the doorjam, sighing in satisfaction. Maybe he wasn't satisfied with the way his declaration of affection had been forced out of him, but it was at least out there, his feelings confirmed with his own words. He looked directly at Shego, who now looked as lost as Drakken had felt just a few minutes before. His sidekick wandered over to the bed, where she sat with her back to him, feet dangling over the edge. He wanted to go to her, to say something, but wasn't sure of what to do.
"Um, if I come in, are you still going to kill me?" he asked nervously and, after getting no response, Drakken backed away. He could still feel a heat radiating from her, a power that only came when she was so upset she was about to destroy the entire lair.
"No, I'm not going to kill you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Tell you I love you back."
Drakken stepped inside the room, a smile on his face, his arms open. It was better than the feeling when he almost stopped Kim Possible as Shego accepted his embrace and shut her eyes as she smiled along with him.
After so much time, the inner turmoil was gone. Now it was only them.
