Chapter 6
"Surprise, Shego! Today we're actually going to do something!"
The villainess drank her hot coffee at the table, hair unbrushed and eyes not fully awake. "Finally," she grumbled.
Her boss nearly danced in, grinning and already wearing his usual villain attire. He stood across from her at the table. "We have enough drones to give them a test round! If we pull this off, we'll be able to take over the world easy!"
Shego looked at him with a raised eyebrow, allowing herself to wake up just a little bit at his optimistic tones. "What are we doing, then?"
His chest swelled in pride. "A bank robbery!"
Any excitement she had built up deflated in her, and the morning sarcasm returned. "That's it? A bank robbery? That's noob villain stuff. I can go rob a bank in my sleep with my hands tied behind my head. How is this supposed to-"
"Oh, Shego!" Drakken interrupted, throwing his hands at her, "You need to learn to stop interrupting people before they've finished speaking!" He was nearly bouncing up and down in unconstrained excitement. "We're not just going to steal from one bank, no-oh-oh. We are going to engage in a string of bank robberies! More than one!" At her blank stare, he added another detail fast and soft, "And we also need more money to keep making more drones, I mean, supplies cost money do they think drones grow on trees because we're running out of funds. . ."
Shego remained unimpressed by show of a singular raised eyebrow. She stood in one fluid movement from her chair and crossed over to where the counter was. Drakken looked at her expectantly as she sat up on the surface and crossed one slim leg over the other. "Uh-huh," she continued, "and how many do you mean by 'more than one bank'?" she asked. She drank the rest of her coffee in a smooth gulp, and pretended not to notice when Drakken glanced at her thigh before swiftly moving his gaze back up to her head.
Drakken held out his palm like a display. "Obviously, five!" His chest puffed out proudly.
"Which ones?" she snarked.
"The biggest ones. Lowest of the five up to the number one bank. A bank-robbing-day-maraton. The first couple will be a good warm-up for the drones. We'll be able to fully test their abilities and make sure they're up to scratch."
Shego allowed herself to think about this for a couple of moments. She placed her mug on the counter next to her. "Uh huh, okay, sounds good. Not that difficult, but not too easy, either. And you're right; it will be a good warm-up for the kids." She looked at Drakken with a dark grin. "When do we leave?"
Drakken beamed, pleased with her attitude. "That's what I like to hear, Shego! Ten minutes! You go warm up the Sumo-craft, and I'll prep the drones!"
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Shego turned the key in the ignition, and pressed the button to open the ceiling. With a flip of the switch and the turning of a lever to steer, they were lifting up into the clear, cloud-dotted sky of Middleton. The Sumo-craft moved through the air with total ease, even though it was carrying hundreds of pounds of drones. Drakken had built this larger one from scratch in preparation of transporting so many drones.
"Took me only a week to make, too!" he had exclaimed proudly a few days ago. "Who knows, I might need to make more when this all goes according to plan and we take over the world!" Shego had needed to bite at the inside corners of her mouth to withhold her smile when she heard Drakken say we.
The villainess shook herself out of her daydreams.
"How many did we take with us?" Shego dared to ask, keeping her eyes on the sky and her hands on the wheel.
Drakken did a happy dance in his chair, feet tapping the floor excitedly. "100 of them," he said under his breath. "I left ten at home to continue making more. If this plan goes well today, there's no doubt we will win."
Shego had to agree with him. She couldn't ignore the fast thumping of her heart against her chest. For once, this plan might go smoothly; Drakken's new creation just might pull them through. "We'll do great, especially with the drones. Not bad making them up, Doc."
He puffed out his chest with pride. He seemed to have a lot of that, recently. "Why thank you, Shego. They are my own creation this time, I'll let you know."
She scoffed, not wanting him to get too big of an inflated head. "Yeah, not too shabby. Whatever." She tried to hide the pleased smirk on her face, and she glanced over when she felt Drakken staring at her. His eyes had softened, and his smile was gentle, closed and warm. It sent a fast and hot feeling flashing up and down Shego like lightning. Her stomach tightened with a sensation she couldn't decide was uncomfortable or not."You okay, doc?" she asked.
He coughed into his hand, suddenly awkward. His eyes shifted. "Oh. Yes. Fine. It's just-" he shuffled in his chair. "I'm glad you're here with me, Shego," he mumbled quietly.
Her face was warm now, decidedly uncomfortably hot; her own lips pressed into a thin line. "Don't get too sappy on me," she said, trying to de-knot the tension hanging thick in the air.
"I'm just saying-"
"It's fine. I get it." her hands stiffly held onto the wheel. Beneath her black gloves, her palms began to sweat. She realized bleakly that he wouldn't settle the conversation until she returned some kind of sentiment, so she shifted slightly in her driver's chair as well, and mumbled out honestly, "I'm. . . glad that I'm here, too."
Drakken didn't say anything more, but she saw the relieved and happy smile line his face at her words.
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They drove on for a couple more hours until they reached the first bank. "It's just about here," Drakken instructed. He pointed to a large building in the downtown part of a different city.
"Do the drones know what to do?" Shego asked. She looked over the edge of the huge sumo-craft, excitement at the next heist coursing fast through her.
Drakken nodded, and he bounced in his seat. "Yeah, no problem! I informed them and they each have their own job assignments! Don't worry about a thing, Shego!" He peered over the city, and finally pointed to a portion of the roof that was flat. "Oh, oh! There! There is perfect! Park there!"
Shego expertly turned some of the knobs on the dash, flipped a couple of switches, and began the descent onto the rooftop. She watched the panel, and landed the sumo-craft easily onto the roof. "Perfect, if I do say so myself," she grinned. "All ready, doc?"
Drakken stood nearby, ensuring his coat was latched on properly for his appearance. "All ready, Shego. Prepare the drop," he commanded. The other drones were lining up alongside him, and their hands transformed into heavy ray guns, charged with energy and glowing different colors.
"Disco drop, ready," Shego replied, and she pressed the button.
The latch underneath them released, and the whole fleet of drones and Drakken landed on the roof. Shego set the sumo-craft into park, cut off the ignition and jumped down to join them. Her skin-tight suit worked well with her muscles as she agilely ran to Drakken's side where the drones had already begun drilling a hole to where the vault was.
"Need my help?" Shego asked, igniting a hand.
Drakken didn't look up. His face twisted with excited and contemplative concentration."No, watch. The drones know what to do. Seventeen, plasma ray!"
Plasma ray? Shego thought before she heard a whoosh of power, and she whipped her head in the direction of the sound. Said Seventeen flared up as he pointed his gun at the ceiling, and released a hot ray of plasma onto the roof. Immediately, the cement disintegrated into nothing, and the robots went one by one into the vault. Shego and Drakken didn't need to do anything else but watch as the drones formed a filing line in and out of the vault carrying loads of cash. Shego watched with raised eyebrows, displaying how impressed she was.
In the excitement, Drakken did the happy dance. "Oh! This is so exciting, Shego! With the drones, crime is going to seem like a simple hobby compared to everyone else!"
Shego couldn't resist but to smile with him, and she placed her hands on her hips. "Gotta admit, Doc. This does seem to be working out for the better." The drones were still taking out the piles of cash, and Shego grabbed one that slipped away to stuff it in her pocket.
Drakken clapped his hands together like an excited child, "Oh, we'll be able to live like kings once this heist is finished! And we have four more to go!"
A sudden thought struck her, and Shego looked over her shoulder with a sense of paranoia. "You don't think the little goody-duo will be after us, do you?"
Drakken grumbled. "Of course they will, but if we're lucky, we'll be finishing off these banks too quickly. Then by the time they get here, we'll be long gone." Drakken looked at Shego with an expression that only displayed the strongest form of beaming confidence. "I say after this day is done, we can go to the Caribbean lair, take a load off for a while longer."
Shego scoffed. "We've been doing nothing else but laying around anyway. I could use some action."
"What, this isn't enough action for you?" Drakken gestured to the drones good-naturedly. "If you want, we can order the drones to slow down and we can wait for Kim Possible to catch up with us," he teased, raised his eyebrows over a smug smirk, and Shego laughed, feeling lighter than she had in a long time.
"I suppose being in the Caribbean for a while wouldn't be so bad," she complied. "The city lair is getting kind of cramped, anyway."
Drakken grinned with her, and clapped his gloved hands together as the sound of police sirens grew suddenly closer. He turned to the drones with a wicked smile,"Wrap it up, dronies! We're on to bank number two! Return to the sumo-craft!"
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I think this chapter is a little longer than yesterday's. My kindness knows no bounds. Muahp!
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