"To our anniversary?"
Kim smiled and looked across the table at her boyfriend. "One year and still going strong." She lifted her glass to meet his, letting her pinky trail lightly over his small blue hand. Drakken shivered a little; one year of dating and he still wasn't used to the odd sort of flirting Kim did.
It had actually been a little more than a year since they had started dating. In the beginning, it had been a bit of flirting between during their fights. Nothing they did consciously. They hadn't even noticed the change in the mood of the banter. If they had, they most certainly would've stopped. Not only was it unseemly for the hero and villain to flirt, it was creepy as well considering who they were.
It, however, didn't pass the sidekicks' attention.
After a bit of goodwill and encouragement on Shego's part (in the form of going on a long unscheduled vacation while leaving a note telling him to get his head straight) and some wrangling on Ron's part, they both started to realize that there was an odd sort of attraction between the two of them. It wouldn't have taken too much to have undone it, they figured. Just had to do a pseudo-date, a bit of arguing and complaining…all very simple. Somehow, though, it didn't go wrong. In fact, it was very enjoyable. So they went on another one. And another one. A few dates later they found themselves kissing and enjoying the feel of having the other in their arms.
Shego came back and everything tried to go back to normal…but the two of them kept seeing each other behind their partner's backs. Drakken eventually retired from evil because of it. It had become less and less fun fighting with the woman he loved (though they had managed to keep their business separate from their pleasure) and he had also grown bored with it all.
He'd been snatched up by GJ as one of their research scientists not even a week after he closed up shop. It not only got them a highly creative scientist at their disposal, but it also gave them access to all of his former inventions. Inventions that their top scientists had yet to fully replicate without there being severe problems in the design.
They came out publicly about a month after that. It took James a few hours to stop sputtering nonsense words and a few months to finally accept it. The couple was surprised by this; he had taken it much better than they thought he would. They had expected flying fists and deathtraps designed to do in the unwary mad scientist. What they had gotten was a reasonable discussion after lots of thinking on his part. Maybe he just expected far worse from a teenager…
Their dating had continued until it had led to this moment in the restaurant. Celebrating it at the restaurant had actually taken weeks of planning, what with Kim's training program with GJ and Drakken's own projects that he had running. But now they could just relax, enjoying each other's company while waiting for their food to come and—
"Oh, I just LOVE father/daughter reunions." Their waitress was giggling with joy next to their table. The couple blinked and glanced at each other. A non-sequitur that random could only be met with one thing.
"Huh?" Drakken eloquently asked.
"You two…you're just SO adorable together! I suppose it's been a while since you've gotten to see each other?" The woman put down her menus that she had been carrying on their table and gave the two of them pats on the shoulders. "Good for you! I'm glad that there was another family that was able to pull itself back together from the brink of despair."
"E-excuse me?" spluttered Kim. This didn't sound right at all. Did she mistake the two of them for someone else?
"I could spot it a mile away!" the waitress gushed. She continued, oblivious to the disbelieving stares of the patrons. "The body language gave the two of you away. I've seen this sorta thing a dozen or so times at my second job…I dress hair," she twirled her hair a bit to draw their attention to her homemade 'do "and I think that the family dynamics are just to die for."
"Something you'll be doing soon if you don't go away," Drakken grumbled.
"What was that, sir?" the waitress chirped.
"I said—OOMPH!" Kim's foot met its mark and Drakken was reduced to tears as he nursed his injured leg.
"He said that you should be checking on our food soon if you don't want another waitress to take it away," Kim covered smoothly.
"Ah. Good point! You have a very bright daughter," the middle-aged blonde commented before heading back toward the kitchen.
"She is NOT my daughter!" Drakken tried to yell after her once he had regained his breath. Unfortunately, she had already gone too far to be able to hear him. "Stupid ignorant…nnrgh…if I ruled the world, people like her would be weeded out of the equation. They wouldn't have the chance to be born! The genetic shuffle most certainly would not work in their favor, I can tell you that much!" He looked at Kim expecting a nod of agreement but was instead met by a stern eye. "…what?"
Author's Notes:
A random thought of sorts that kinda got outta hand. How would Kim and Drakken react to someone mistaking them for father and daughter, uncle and niece, or -gasp- grandpa and granddaughter? There could be several responses, though this is how I think one of them may end up going. Ah. And another not-so-random thing. None of these stories hafta be related to each other. Though this chapter and the next one are connected. Why did I separate them into two sections? ...ya hafta see it ta understand I think. And even then ya might hafta know me a bit more ta really get it.