Bonding
Shego looked at her hands, watching the glow as she leaned against the bar. She let the glow fade and sighed. She glanced down at the ground where he date lay unconscious. Perhaps she overreacted a bit, so she kicked someone's ass for grabbing hers and trying to fight her date. She wasn't a freak, well she was, but there was no need to call the women who just saved your hide one. She debated on checking on him, but he would be fine. She'd only hit him once with barely a tap. She kicked off the wall and began heading to the docks. She hoped someone had left a jet ski unattended because she really didn't want to call Drakken to get a ride back to the island. She looked in her wallet, perhaps she could just rent a room somewhere for the night. The last thing she needed was even a slight pity look from someone like Dr. Drakken.
She felt a mixture of rage and depression hit her. The guy was hardly the only guy to freak out about her powers. Even when she went on dates with other's in the villain community, it always ended up with a creep or someone just hoping to get a free mercenary mission done. She growled to herself, had she honestly forgotten her wallet. She had thirty dollars. She would have to call Drakken, and that was the last thing she needed.
"Shego?" of coarse, she nearly kicked the ground as she heard Drakken's voice, she looked up at the Karaoke bar and then down to where Drakken was in the doorway.
"Hey Dr. Drakken," she spun around and gave her best smirk, "Nerding it up?"
"Nice," he rolled his eyes, "No, Karaoke nights a bust, someone had too many drinks and a lot of things need to be cleaned. You look... amazing."
"I... uh.. thanks," said Shego, she pulled her jacket a little closer, she smirked, "Nice tie."
"Uh, yeah," he shrugged, "I'm sure you have somewhere to be, don't want to keep you. I'm just going to grab supplies and head back to the island."
"Yeah, plans," said Shego, she walked the opposite way for a few feet.
She turned around and watched as Drakken headed into the small local grocery store. She looked around and sighed. She could have just made something up, she was going to call him anyways. She rolled her eyes, she didn't have to tell him anything. She nodded to herself, she changed her mind, that's all he needed to know. However, there was a part of her that really wanted to vent, a bar would be nice... but with thirty bucks, and one bar on vomit patrol, and the other her date unconscious at, her choices were limited. She looked at her thirty buck and towards a restaurant in the distance.
"You should get some wine," said Shego, Drakken nearly dropped the basket he held as Shego stood behind him holding a bag of food and a bottle, "Or three."
"I thought..." Drakken trailed off and she waited for him to prattle on, but he shrugged and grabbed the bottle, "Ever had a wine float?"
"No, but I am intrigued," said Shego as Drakken grabbed another bottle off the shelf, "Hope you like what is supposed to be Chinese food, but I don't think it is."
"I've had it. It's not. But we will need hot sauce," said Drakken, he moved down an aisle.
"So then, I left the guy on the side the bar," said Shego as she took another bite of her frozen yogurt wine float.
"Sounds reasonable," said Drakken as he added more hot sauce to his bowel.
"I may have overreacted," shrugged Shego, "It's not like the first time or something. I once went on a date with a guy who knew who I was. Turned out he had a particular kink and wanted me to zap him."
"Please tell me you didn't give him that satisfaction," choked Drakken as he rolled his eyes.
"No, I kicked him through a wall instead," said Shego, she poured more wine in her ice cream.
"Ever been on a date... where they steal your car to go on a crime spree, without you," said Drakken, Shego snorted.
"I'm usually the one who does that," she replied, both laughed, "Oh, I want to hear that story."
"Year one villainy," Drakken began, he put down his dish and began his elaborate tale.
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