Chapter 7
Shego sat carelessly in the driver's seat of the sumo-craft, rocking back and forth in her chair with a casual, confident manner. "This might be the easiest thing we've ever done." Drakken sat next to her, cackling evilly as he tried to count all the piles and piles of money that was being loaded in to their vehicle. "Do you think we should drop this all off at the lair before we wrap this up?" she asked.
Drakken answered back with a wave of his hand, "Oh, let's live a little, Shego! We'll be fine, and I think the drones are too excited to stop right now. We need to keep going while the emotions are high!" He jumped up and down in that tip-toe dance again, and Shego's reflexive smile betrayed her mask of impassivity. "When we get back to the lair, boys, free oil baths for all of you!" The drones raised their arms in a chorus of automated, 'yaaaay's!' and returned to work at an even swifter pace.
"It's weird that this has been so successful. Almost too easy." Shego frowned in thought. "You don't think that they planned this or anything do you?"
"Who?" Drakken asked, turning towards her with a questioning gaze.
"The Goody-Two-Shoes-Duo," she answered.
Drakken waved his hand at her carelessly, "Oh, Shego. Don't be so tense. Anytime something actually goes our way, you have to whip out those doubts. Don't worry about it. I'm sure the duo are just clueless right now. Maybe they don't even realize what's going on, if we're lucky." He looked at her with a teasing smile, "They're probably sitting in some chemistry class or something, like the children they are."
Shego didn't comment, and instead chose to avert her eyes to the front of the sumo-craft and smiled, though she wasn't convinced. Her fingers tapped on the steering wheel. "They done yet?" she asked impatiently after a handful of tension-filled seconds.
There came an impatient sigh from her boss. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. They're just about finished. Come on boys! One more bank to go!"
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As they neared the fifth bank of their heist, Shego glanced over to Drakken. "Um, Dr. D?"
Her boss relaxed in his co-pilot chair, feet on the dash and hands resting on his stomach. He blinked open an eye. "What?" he asked.
Shego pointed at the approaching building. "Goody-Duo, one o' clock."
Drakken jumped to his feet, hurrying over to where Shego was so he could gaze out the front windshield down at the approaching building. "Ooohhhhhh, cheese sticks! They weren't supposed to find us!"
Shego glared down at the building as they neared. "Their little techno-geek must have followed our pattern and decided we would be going here, next." She looked over to Drakken. "What do we do?"
The blue man rubbed his face in thought. "Mrrgh. I suppose we keep going. If we don't do this, we'll probably regret it forever." He slammed his fist into his hand. "We can do this! And then to the Caribbean! Shego, you go fight that Kim Possible and hold her off while the drones do their work! They'll be working slower since I'll be sending some of them off to fight against the cops and the sidekick, but have no fear! We will definitely be able to get away with this." A flicker of uncertainty showed in his eyes, but he didn't comment on it, and neither did Shego. She nodded and allowed the adrenaline to course fast through her body to pump her up for the fight.
"Ready boys?" Drakken called.
They stood to attention. "Ready, King Drakken!"
Shego let the sumo-craft hover in the air so their opponents wouldn't be able to reach it, and she released the hatch, diving after Drakken and the robots.
The air felt good against her face and hair as she fell. In her sudden rage, the villainess ignited her plasma hands; they sparked to life instantly, and she aimed for the red-haired cheerleader.
"Kimmie!" she called. The teen looked up at her, and flipped away, Shego giving chase.
"Oh, don't you want to play?" she taunted, swiping her clawed gloves at her.
"Don't you want to give up?" Kim snapped back, stepping into in her fighting stance, hands at the ready.
Shego chuckled, and flew at her nemesis again, "Not a chance, brat!"
Kim dodged, jumping away from Shego just in time for Ron to yell out, "Don't worry, KP! I'll stop the robots or. . .or something! I've got this!"
The cheerleader yelled out something else to him, and Shego took the advantage as she threw a volley of plasma balls at her.
Unfortunately, Kim was paying attention, and she flipped and dodged expertly. "Come on, is that all you've got?" she taunted.
The rage growing in Shego boiled up. I will not let myself lose to this child again! Her body curled into a series of flips, familiar with the actions as she continued sparring. I just need to keep her distracted from fighting the robots and shutting them down. As long as that dopey sidekick doesn't intervene, everything should work out fine-
"Shego, look out!"
A foot met her jaw, sending the villainess flying through the air to skid over the edge of the roof and hang over the side. Moving on sudden instinct, Shego's hands grasped at the roof, and her ribs ached from the bumpy landing. Cursing under her breath, she struggled to pull herself up, "Come on, Shego," she grumbled. "You're not an old lady yet. Get up!" But her muscles ached and had given out, refusing to contract to her will. She couldn't find the power to heave herself up. She was going to fall, going to fall all those stories down below and splatter on the ground and-
A mechanical hand reached down, grabbing both of her wrists to lift her into the air. Shego recognized her savior instantly. "Phew, thanks Zed! You bucket of bolts."
The robot grinned at her, "Anything for you, my Queen Shego."
"Great, wonderful. Now put me down."
The machine obliged. Kim watched angrily, "Ugh, so not fair!"
Shego smirked now, and leaned against the robot at her side. "Fair, Kimmie? I suppose so. Let me show you something else that isn't fair. Zed?" He looked at her, and she pointed at the cheerleader. "Fire."
"Of course, Queen Shego." The torso of the robot glowed a threatening green, causing Kim to take a few steps back.
"If I were you, Kimmie, I'd get out of the way," she sneered.
When the glowing in Zed's chest couldn't get any brighter, the front opened and released a huge ball of plasma flying directly at Kim.
The teen gasped. It was her years of training and developed reflexes that saved her, and she dodged to the side, but Shego smiled smugly when she heard the teen gasp in pain. When the light eased off, she saw the girl's legs red and burned, already beginning to blister badly. The teen held onto her legs, gasping from the pain. Shego looked casually over to Drakken, who was grinning and gesturing over that they were just about finished.
"Well done, Shego, you too Zed! Come on, time to go!"
Shego waved her fingers at Kim. "Bye-bye Kimmie! You should probably get some ice for that burn! Come on Zed!" She went sprinting towards Drakken, the robot following her.
"Where's the sidekick blunder?" she asked, leaping into the sumo-craft, quick and nimble like a cat. When she stood onto the surface of the machine, though, her arms and legs were trembling from her almost-fall. Zed hovered behind her, carrying Drakken in his arms. Zed placed him on the surface of the sumo-craft.
"Oh, he's down on the roof, passed out when I had one of the drones give him a good punch in the face." Drakken cackled, wringing his hands together. "We totally beat them! Yes!" He fist-punched the air. "We're turning into capable villains, Shego! This is great!"
She grinned and slid in to the driver's seat. Her knees were jumpy, but she gripped the steering wheel and forced herself into a state of calm. "Home, or Caribbean?" she asked him.
Drakken looked at her brightly. "Maybe we can drop this off at home so we can pack up some things, and then we'll leave for the Carribean lair later in the week. I'm tired." He stretched.
Shego started the ignition. "Sounds good to me, Doc. Home it is."
The sumo-craft whirred to life, and zoomed away to Middleton.
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Shego set the craft to automatic flight mode, and leaned back easily. "Good day, Doc." She sighed.
Drakken laughed again, giddy. "Oh, the plan was completely successful, Shego! I'm so pleased! Although," he looked at her with a raised eyebrow, suddenly skeptical. "It looked for a minute that Kim Possible had beat you. What happened out there?" His voice dropped to a level of suspicion and wariness; he stared at her oddly, his gaze evaluative.
Shego felt immediately embarrassed. She tried brushing it off. "Oh, the sun just got in my eyes. Trust me, if it would have been cloudy today, I would have beat that brat without a second thought." Her hands waved in his direction nonchalantly, and she examined her nails in a way that suggested an air of uncaring, but the tenseness in her muscles hinted him off.
He didn't look completely convinced; one of his eyebrows lifted in a skeptical manner. "She nearly knocked you over the roof," he pointed out. "And you couldn't even pull yourself up without Zed's help." She glanced back towards him, starting to frown.
Her gaze turned ice cold, "What's your point?"
Something had just began to grow behind Drakken's eyes, a thought, just a sprout of an idea. It came up quickly, and just as fast, he buried it down. He looked at her distantly. "Oh. Nothing. Forget I said it."
Shego turned her eyes away, wanting to forget his prompting words, but what had been said could not be taken back.
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Happy April Fools! I'd present you guys with a joke, but the only joke around here only ever seems to be me. . .
*ba dum, ss!*
Way too tired to function right now.
I dare you to review. I crave your constructive criticism.
A special shout out to CYBERCORPSESNAKE for messaging me not long after Chapter 6 was uploaded to tell me that the chapter had glitched out. I probably wouldn't have caught it until this morning rather than last night when they did. Thanks again!
