Hindering Hands Part 1
Drakken's mind was buzzing. He was glad Shego had decided to fly the hover car back to their residence because he was in his own world. For once...his internal world wasn't mocking him or replaying petty grievances. No. He had copious amounts of new ideas from the one trip alone and...as he reminded himself while they flew over the coast...he had the funds for them. The last day in Iceland had taken him on a more detailed tour of facilities and ended with a hefty offer to work on a project he'd already tossed somewhere in an old take over the world scheme.
His internal lists and thoughts bubbled out as they flew over Athens.
"Dr. Sandradottir said if I need anything for any eco-based projects...the funds are a phone call away," he grinned.
"Mmhmm, I was there," nodded Shego.
Drakken's grin faded as his attention fell on Shego. He'd barely heard her talk since she'd declared she was going to the hot springs before they left and then had only vaguely acknowledged him on her return. He knew he should inquire if something was wrong, but his annoyance won over at her uninterested expression.
"Well excuse me for being excited," he grumbled. There was a moment of silence. "How were the hot springs?"
He saw Shego refrain from an eye-roll, which piqued his interest.
"Well if someone had come with, they would know," she scoffed. Drakken's interest faded to further agitation.
"You didn't even ask me to come, so don't sour my mood," he grumbled.
"Funny enough when someone says... 'Hey we have a few hours before your nerd fest...what about the hot springs?' It usually implies we as both," Shego recounted.
Drakken couldn't argue around the recollection but he crossed his arms and stared out the side of the hover car.
"We can go next time we're in Iceland," he grumbled. "Because with the offers... And you know, even if I had joined you, I wouldn't want you to get my cooties...would I?"
He heard Shego snort.
He could see the smirk twitching at the corners of her lips before she responded.
"I didn't say I didn't want your cooties now did I?" Drakken felt slightly warm at her comment as he continued looking out the side of the hover car.
His thoughts fell back onto his many project ideas and the other opportunities he still had back at the lab before his mind finally circled back to Shego. He eyed her, trying to see if anything seemed off about her, his mind racing with his own stupidity over the night prior. He should not have kissed her...again...even if it wasn't as heated as the kiss days before. There was no telling how his mutation was affecting him...let alone Shego and her already unique genetics. He himself didn't feel any different... Well, except for the occasional crawling on his spine when the flowery attachment made its way out of wherever it lay dormant. His hand slid under his collar to where the petals had once emerged from. They seemed to have gone.
Where though?
"Drakken?"
The sound of Shego's voice brought him back into focus.
"What?" He cleared his throat.
"Did you hear anything I said?" She gave him a questioning look.
"I was thinking about what other tests I need to run on the mutation... Have you noticed the petals have gone?" asked Drakken. He tapped his neck. "Possibly the mutation is fading..."
"Or evolving," sighed Shego. Drakken noted Shego scanning him.
"That could be..." Drakken trailed off. "How do you feel?"
"Fine," shrugged Shego. "But I'm not the one with a plant appendage and a creepy horde of flowers who swarm you in your sleep, am I?"
"We should test you for possible contamination," he nodded mostly to himself.
"Contamination— It was kissing." She looked annoyed. "It's not mono...and besides it's been over seventy-two hours and I'd think there would be symptoms by now... Yours came in a day."
"Good chance your genetics might fight them off, which doesn't mean there aren't spore—" Drakken was cut off by a frustrated growl from Shego.
"Okay, here's the thing. You run all those tests on the flowers and cognitive connection stuff. Let Mego handle all the blood work when—" It was Drakken's turn to cut Shego off.
"Mego?" Drakken's confusion turned to anger. "Did you call your brother to come invade my lab?"
"It will get testing done faster and let you figure out if those flowers are something we should be concerned about... You did create them for global destruction...remember?" Shego's eyes were narrowed but she sounded more hasty than angry.
"I didn't ask for help," whined Drakken. He was mentally calculating all his projects again and how he would be stalled from working on them by unplanned invasive lab pestering.
"Well if you'd started tests sooner, this wouldn't be as pressing now would it," huffed Shego. "I still can't believe in over a month it didn't dawn on you that there might be something to be concerned about... That alone is concerning... I mean when you turned blue you ran tests didn't you?"
"Eh..." Drakken shrugged. "Like a year later."
Drakken saw Shego's eyes grow wide and he felt like he was missing something. He could understand her being concerned he'd accidentally infected her in some way... He was also concerned about this.
"How long would you have gone with this?" asked Shego. She seemed less angry and almost calm. "A year?"
"A few months perhaps...depending on what might have transpired," Drakken responded. "I was more focused on other things."
There was another silence as they pulled around the cliffs to see their destination. Still there...still covered in vines. As the hover car neared, Drakken's spine tingled and instinctively he reached behind his head, but the invasive flower didn't appear. Drakken raised a brow at this but his eyes were caught by color around the white of the lair. The flowers were shifting around the structure where they had been dormant previously. He noted this as they landed. He watched as the flowers and vines began shifting towards where they had landed as if to greet their return. He jumped out of the hover car as he wondered if they had even moved the entire time they had been gone.
"Hey. Back off," he heard Shego snap behind him. He looked to see a majority of the flowering vines had come to her side, one wrapping around her hand.
Drakken saw the anger and disgust dance across Shego's face as she shook the vine off of her. As if the flowers understood...they all recoiled and vanished back towards their normal areas. Even the ones on his side had chosen to return to their former position at Shego's words. He felt relief wash over him that at least they listened...which led to more concerns over whether they had their own cognitive thoughts...again.
"Uhg, I mean it's better than Puddles but at least the dog was less handsy," grumbled Shego as she shook invisible flowers off her hand and headed towards the door. "Mego should be here later today— Ah!"
Drakken's inspection of the flowers ended as he heard Shego yell. His thoughts ran to some sort of plant monstrosity she must have walked in on. It was very unlikely but not out of the realm of possibility given his lack of research on his own creations. Especially as the vines too reacted to the sudden yell and beat Drakken to entering the doorway. Another yell suddenly calmed Drakken's nerves as he swatted past the flowers. He saw a lot of movement and a nonplussed Shego with her arms crossed as she followed the plants. She did not look angry or disgusted at the plants... Instead there was annoyance and mild amusement on her face as they moved.
Drakken saw something purple darting over the vines like a bug avoiding a predator. It took Drakken a few minutes to connect the dots as Shego began snickering. As he reached his conclusion, the plants stopped with no demand and simply retreated, the purple bug-sized prey they had been trying to attack now on the ground. The vines closed the door behind them and Drakken looked at the ground where Mego sat out of breath, grown back to normal size.
"What was that?! A guard dog too mainstream?" snapped Mego. "First I'm invited here and then attacked by flowers... I'm having flashbacks to the Gardener all over again... At least his plants were stationary."
"You were invited here...not to break in," scoffed Shego. She looked in the kitchen. "Did you eat our food?"
"I was hungry and you again...invited me," grumbled Mego as he got off the floor. "You are the worst hostess."
"I said tonight... To come tonight... Not help yourself to our things," glared Shego as she put empty dishes in the sink. "Couldn't clean up your mess?"
"I was going to," snapped Mego. He looked at Drakken. "Hi. I'm here."
"Clearly," muttered Drakken. He looked at the alarm pad. "How did you get in?"
"Shrank under a door...turned off the alarm," shrugged Mego. "Word to the wise, maybe don't write the code under the pin-pad... Normally people don't look there but I saw it on my way up to it."
Drakken glared and reached under the pin-pad to yank off the tiny piece of tape he had put there, ignoring Shego's slow head-shake and hopefully avoiding a future conversation about how she'd specifically told him not to do what he'd clearly done. Drakken spaced out as the siblings began to gripe at each other. He looked at the vines, adding another mental note that they listened to commands but seemed to understand his thoughts. They had only retreated after he realized it was Mego... Drakken rubbed the back of his neck, still uncertain if it was he or the flower that the vines listened to.
He was still irritated with Shego making the call for him but he could see the benefit of having Mego around—
A blast flew past his head and he screamed and dove out of the way as it appeared Mego's and Shego's argument had escalated.
"Look what you almost made me do!" yelled Shego as she fired another blast at Mego who shrank out of the way, resulting in a rather nice painting going up in flames.
"I'm not firing blasts!" yelled Mego. "It was an honest question— Hey!"
Drakken watched a vase crumble and let out a deep sigh before deciding to head to his lab for safety. He was not about to get in the middle of the super-powered sibling war. He'd end up with more problems than he already had.
Drakken stopped spinning his chair, shaken from his deep thoughts as he heard the elevator go off. He brought his focus away from thoughts of the ozone depletion problem he'd learned of in Iceland and back to the reading of the samples that were still calculating a comparison to his unaltered DNA strand. He felt slightly smug at having kept said data from one of his very early years...though as he heard the door open he suddenly wondered how accurate those readings had even been. He'd only been testing a device that had melted shortly after... He heard Mego grumbling before he looked up to see the purple-clad man coming down the stairs rubbing his neck.
"How much damage occurred?" asked Drakken casually.
"Eh, another painting and a blender," sighed Mego. "I think my sister's getting more mellow. I didn't even have to fight...just dodge."
"Don't tell her that... Last memory I have of telling her she'd gone soft ended with me holding onto a giant robot for dear life as she flew us back to the lair." Drakken didn't want to relive that mood rollercoaster.
"Are these the current results?" asked Mego as he looked over Drakken's shoulder.
"Yes...and those are old ones from a previous test—" Drakken was cut off.
"How old?" asked Mego sternly.
"Several years but—"
"Hmm they will have to do... Did you run different culture tests and strands of the plant material with remains of the chemical?" asked Mego. Drakken raised a brow.
"I took blood samples to cross reference with old samples to check any growth progress... It's still reading." Drakken was starting to feel less accepting of Mego being there by his questions.
"Just blood samples or did you run saliva and tissue?" Drakken shook his head, and Mego let out a deep sigh. "Uhg, well it's a good thing I'm here as clearly this is out of your area of expertise."
Drakken glared.
"My area...excuse me," Drakken snapped, "I'll have you know...I am well aware how to run tests on genetic material. I have made clones before and—"
"Yeah that's not hard. Some stems or alternate chemical mimicking genetic makeup... Lame." Mego had made his way over towards the vials and machines. "These are seriously outdated...but I suppose I can work with it. You stick to the plant stuff... I'll do what I have a degree for."
Drakken felt his eye twitch at Mego's words but bit his tongue as he felt the crawling up his spine as the flower appeared over his shoulder. It turned to look at Mego as if also questioning the man in front of them. The flower's appearance was the only reason Drakken didn't send Mego out of his lab. So for the time being, Drakken clenched his fists and began focusing his energy on the results he already had. He knew it would only be a matter of time before Mego probably questioned them or got on his nerves and he could no longer bite his tongue.
That time ended up being three hours and resulted in a few broken beakers by an angry flower that set back Drakken's already-complete testing...and extended Mego's stay and level of smugness.
Drakken was more than a little agitated.
Two days. Shego hadn't seen or spoken to Drakken in two days. Not hearing him talk to her in two days or more was normal when he got into one of his hyper-fixations, but Mego's presence had made her steer clear of the lab where at least she'd typically bring Drakken something to eat without question while he worked. At present this was not the case.
She rolled her eyes at herself. She had seen him...in passing once, and the dishes in the sink showed he'd been out of the lab and had at least eaten more than once. But even in that brief moment he'd barely acknowledged her, rather just nodding in her direction before going on the elevator again. She couldn't tell if he was just very focused on the testing or if he was still peeved about her inviting Mego to poke and prod at his work without consulting him.
He would have said no.
And she would have done it anyway...so she'd simply avoided two arguments for one. This shouldn't have bothered her at all. A month ago she would have rolled her eyes and told him to grow up. Two months ago she would have said a snarky comment of sorts and dismissed his ramblings... But it was different now...wasn't it?
Shego closed the book she'd not been reading and mostly staring at while lying in bed that afternoon. Logically she knew nothing should be any different. They were still them, just...more complicated.
Is it complicated?
They had only really talked the night before leaving Iceland about any relationship shifting, the plants the main topic and still a deep concern. She was also...stuck. She kept playing out what might have happened had the plants not been a factor... Would they have stepped too far too fast... Would it have been more awkward or less? She tried placing herself in Drakken's head-space for a second.
"Oh well that's terrifying and a disaster," she snorted to herself as she looked out the window.
Her eyes lingered on the clouds in the distance of what would probably be the last major storm of the summer. She noted how the looming color of the sky made everything else look brighter in contrast, the patchy grass over the cliffs ridges looking fake with its bright green. The colors of the flowers along the white of their lair still looked normal, but the ones edged around her windowsill looked almost animated with the skyscape. Her attention fell to the flowers around her window as they moved a barely noticeable amount. She knew better of their capabilities.
They never came back into her room... She'd stayed up the entire night the first day back...but nothing. She'd still closed the window the next night. She touched one of the soft petals and watched as the flower gave a slight movement and opened wider as if acknowledging her. Shego leaned on the palm of her hand and looked at the little blue flower closely.
Until they'd come in and interrupted she and Drakken's embrace on the couch, she'd thought very little of the flowers' actions... The little blue one wrapping around her hand had barely crossed her mind...and she suddenly realized...they hadn't even registered her since she stepped off the hover car two days ago.
Does that mean Drakken hasn't even thought about me once since then?
Her eyes narrowed at this. She knew he fixated on his work, but even when he'd zoned out for the two days before they left, the flowers had still moved around her window or followed her out on the balcony below... Now, they... She watched the blue one recoil from her as she tried to pet it. The flowers all shifted to give her window more space.
She felt slightly offended at this gesture.
"Oh what? Now I'm not interesting enough?" she snapped. "So is it you, or is Drakken moody?"
She didn't know what she expected with the flowers... To react? There was no movement and she half-wanted to send a plasma blast to ones in the distance to get the attention of the ones around her. She crossed her arms as she stood up and leaned against the frame. She had a sudden thought and grabbed her phone and dialed down to the lab.
"Hello?" came Mego's voice. "Kind of busy down here Sis—"
"Put Drakken on the phone." Shego wanted to berate him for answering the phone but she was testing something of her own.
"He's specifically asked me not to talk to him for the next hour so..." Mego trailed off.
"Lab accidents happen all the time and I know how to make it look like it was a really fatal one," threatened Shego.
She heard Mego give an annoyed sigh as he talked away from the phone.
"Hey Drakken. Shego's in a mood and she's your problem so—"
Drakken's response was a muffled angry growl at Mego's interruption.
"It's been five minutes, can you not remain silent for an hour— Oh, Shego?"
Something about his aggravation fading away to a soft tone at her name made her mood a little lighter. If it was just hearing the tone change or the fact Drakken seemed to have found out how annoying her brother was...she didn't care much. Drakken's voice came stronger over the phone and Shego looked at the flowers around her window.
"Yes, Shego...did something happen upstairs?" He sounded slightly concerned. "Are the flowers acting oddly?"
"Kind of," said Shego. She walked towards them. "They're...avoiding me. So are you avoiding me or are they?"
"Well as I am on the phone with you...I am clearly not avoiding you," sighed Drakken. There was a pause. "I thought the flowers bothered you?"
"The unpredictability bothers me," shrugged Shego. She reached for one. "So then another question... Are you focusing on getting them to not bother me?"
She heard an annoyed sigh and grumbling.
"Yes." She could picture him rubbing a hand across his face in exasperation. "Do you want me to stop for whatever little experiment you're apparently running?"
Shego bit her lip and looked at all the flowers and swallowed any concerning nerves as she responded.
"It would probably help figuring them out... How go your experiments?" asked Shego as she touched another flower. They did not recoil that time. "Anything concerning or not?"
"I don't know." The frustration was back. "All I know is I am starting to have a newfound respect for whoever works with your brother on a daily basis and even more so for any patients who are unlucky to come across him."
"Hmm. Now imagine if you will, having him be the team medic...before he got his degree," smirked Shego. She could picture Drakken looking towards Mego with wide-eyed horror.
"I have more questions as to why you stayed on the team as long as you did," whispered Drakken. Shego chuckled slightly at her own imagery and his words.
"So do I—" Shego was cut off by a sound in the background.
"Nghn! I have to go!" yelled Drakken and the phone clicked off.
There was a light hum throughout the building as she hung up the phone...but it stopped rather quickly. She debated on calling back or even going down to the lab. Though she couldn't warrant doing so simply to ask if he was coming up from the lab for dinner or not. She instead focused on the flowers that seemed to have come out of whatever silence they'd been giving her. She watched them shift closer and when she touched them they reacted as if trying to hold her hand like they had done in the past.
So they are controllable.
This thought came as a sort of relief she hadn't known she'd been craving. He hadn't ordered them to stay away but was consciously trying to make them stay away from her without commands. They had in turn done so because he thought they bothered her. She looked at the phone and decided to see how much they were connected to him or how little. They had sensed his presence returning to the lair after all.
"Okay flowers...what does Drakken want right now?" she asked. The flowers made a fluttering motion that made her raise a brow before a few moved upward as if indicating to the clouds. "Rain? He wants rain?"
It took her a moment before she rolled her eyes at her own thoughts.
"He's thirsty, you say... Okay, let's find that out." Shego picked up the phone and dialed the lab.
"Hello again Sis," came Mego's voice. "Would you like to speak to Drakken again or is this because you missed my voice...because you never call..."
"If I wanted to hang myself I would call you more," Shego forced in a cheerful tone before scoffing. "Put Drakken back on."
"Ah, such a sweet sentiment," scoffed Mego in return. "It's my sister again... I think she's concerned I'm torturing you or something."
Shego rolled her eyes but Drakken's voice came over the phone.
"He is...send help," joked Drakken. "Yes?"
"Are you thirsty?" asked Shego. There was a pause.
"Shego did you seriously just call down here to ask that?" sighed Drakken. "Because—"
"Are you thirsty?" she demanded. "When's the last time you had any liquids?"
"I mean...yes...I guess," he grumbled and she knew he was thinking. "Well that explains the migraine... I just thought it was my current company."
She heard Mego in the background.
"You know I can hear you," Mego chimed in.
"I've said it three times today and I'm not exactly whispering." Drakken came back on the line to her. "Experiment purposes or are you just nitpicking my eating habits from afar now?"
"Both," smirked Shego. She watched the rain start and the flowers all move towards it. "Take a break and join me for a late lunch...but leave Mego down there."
"Well I wasn't about to invite him," grumbled Drakken. "Shego I have a few more—"
"See you in five minutes," Shego hung up the phone and looked at the flowers basking in the rainfall. "Okay...this might actually be useful."
Shego observed as the rain picked up and a roll of thunder sounded across the ocean waters in an eerie echo, the flowers now all a vibrant hue as they basked in the rain. Smaller ones closed and sheltered behind the bigger flowers, she noticed. She looked at some of the small ones around the window frame doing so and sighed. She watched them another moment before grabbing a beach towel and tossing it near the window's opening.
"All right, you can come in a little. But if rain gets in this room...close the window," she said firmly and began leaving the room slowly.
She didn't know if they would listen to her commands or if it was simply something Drakken would have to order or hear, but she would find out if she returned to her room soaked with water or not after lunch with Drakken. She watched as a few of the smaller ones edged in as she closed the door. She headed down the stairs just as she heard the elevator coming up from below. She let her pending test results fade from her thoughts as she hit the landing and the door opened.
"I don't know how much time before your brother decides to grace us with his presence," grumbled Drakken. "Though as annoying as he is, he does know what he's—"
Shego kissed him mid-ramble. She had a split second of clarity that she had acted on impulse and Drakken would probably freak out over this...and that she really needed to figure out why that had occurred without her thinking. She pulled back quickly.
"I should have announced that," she said, trying to back-pedal from any awkwardness that might suddenly surface.
She didn't have to, it seemed, because no sooner had she finished her sentence than Drakken's hands were on her waist and he pulled her back into a kiss. Shego was just feeling the contentedness warm through her and letting her arms wrap around his neck when he ended the kiss abruptly. His eyes wide as he pulled away like she'd imagined he would have when she'd kissed him without warning.
"I shouldn't have...we should not do that," he hastened. "We've yet to get conclusive test results and there might be spores—"
"It's been almost a week now since our make-out session...pretty sure I'm fine," scoffed Shego as she slid her arms away from him and headed to the kitchen. "What do you mean inconclusive?"
"Well funny thing," Drakken cleared his throat as he walked behind her. "My, uh... Well my samples aren't registering clearly."
Shego looked over her shoulder as she reached the fridge.
"Explain." Shego raised a brow and watched Drakken head to the sink.
"As Mego put it...the plant mutation has essentially masked or overpowered a normal reading. It's clearly my DNA but it doesn't read like normal strands. So I've been making a machine that is essentially able to separate them more clearly. Good news, it doesn't seem to be mutating any further though...yet," Drakken rambled before drinking a large glass of water.
"Yet?" Shego felt her stomach twist at the word. "So it's going to?"
"Unlikely, but it hasn't in this time span and considering how fast Flower showed up, it should happen if it's going to," Drakken said in a rush. "That's not to say it can't spread to others... Which is what the machine is for... It could be spore-transmittable and I don't want to risk that...though it's unlikely—"
"Are you turning into a potted plant?" asked Shego sharply.
"No."
"Are you going to turn me into a potted plant?" Shego continued.
"Well if I'm not turning then that's not going to happen," snorted Drakken as he filled the water glass again.
"Am I going to grow my own flower?" Shego smirked as Drakken rolled his eyes.
"The spores would probably make a person very ill or have rashes—"
"Who's to say my body doesn't burn those up?" asked Shego as she ignited her hand. Drakken shrugged.
"Something I want to test," nodded Drakken as he downed another glass.
"Okay then... So it's more like, kiss at my own risk?" smirked Shego. Drakken nodded as he filled the glass again. "Hmm, good for me then. You know I like risks."
Drakken choked on his water but Shego saw it was more because of a laugh than shock as Shego moved closer towards him. He put down the glass of water and Shego noticed the tint to his face as she closed the distance between them. There was no panic or concern on his face; just a smug, amused grin.
"I came up here for water and food...not to be a hazard-fix for you," he snorted.
"Ah, I see. You'd rather run lab tests with Mego than experimental ones with me." Shego let out a deep sigh and took a step back. "Wow... I don't know how to process that information."
"You're being really frustrating right now." Drakken rolled his eyes and mirrored Shego's deep sigh. "Fine, I suppose this does fit into lab assistant duties." He closed his eyes and leaned towards her.
Shego pushed away from him with a smirk as she went back to the fridge, amused at leaving him hanging, especially with the annoyance spreading across his face as he opened his eyes.
"What was that?" he gestured to where he stood and where she'd moved from.
"Well now it's implied it's in my job description...I'm not really feeling it anymore," she teased as she got out some food. "Leftovers or sandwiches?"
Shego felt even more amusement at Drakken's wide eyes and fading playful expression.
"I was joking Shego... I thought we were doing...a thing," he sputtered. "I do not in any way think it's part of your job or—"
Shego covered his mouth with her hand.
"Geesh, I know that," chuckled Shego. "Relax. I was only joking. But we should eat before the company interrupts us."
"I suppose you're right," sighed Drakken. He looked at her skeptically. "Just so long as you don't think I expect—"
She covered his mouth again. He continued an annoyed muffled response.
"Will you stop doing that...and cutting me off." His brow furrowed but it only amused Shego further. She kept her hand in place.
"But I'm having fun with it." She held up lunch meat. "Sandwiches?"
He nodded and pulled her hand away from his mouth. She expected him to let go of her hand, but a devious smirk came across his face before he used the same hand to pull her closer to him. Shego felt her face grow warm and her chest thump hard at the sudden burst of confidence on Drakken's face. If he hadn't placed his lips against hers first, she'd already planned on yanking him closer by the collar. She didn't even know if her careless toss had landed the lunch meat on the counter as she blindly released it before wrapping her arms back around his neck. That feeling that it was all a vivid nighttime fantasy trickled back into her mind as she deepened the kiss. There was only slight hesitation from Drakken and she was sure it was because of his inconclusive test results, versus not actually wanting to relish in their actions. Mostly because he joined her in the intensity of the tango between them a split second later.
They could have forgone lunch for all she cared and continued their present preoccupation, but that was not to be.
"Wow," came the annoyed voice of Mego.
Shego's eyes shot open to see Drakken's wide ones before he stepped away from her, a dark blush across his face and ears. Shego felt her own face grow hot as they both turned to see Mego leaning against the door frame, his head shaking slowly as he looked between the two.
"I see why I wasn't invited to lunch." He rolled his eyes. "Here I thought it was just to exclude me... My mistake."
Mego grabbed an apple out of the fruit bowl on the counter.
"I'll be back in the lab." Mego shook his head between the two. "Sorry to interrupt lunch."
Shego wanted to fire a plasma blast at the smug look on her brother's face, but she felt the wave of embarrassment superseding her anger. She tugged at her hair and looked towards Drakken who was fiddling with the bag of bread and looking wide-eyed at the ground, clearly equally as embarrassed. Shego grabbed the lunch meat and remained silent, her mind arguing over how she shouldn't be embarrassed as she lived there but also how that had looked and Mego's little 'lunch' add-in. Any other given circumstance she would have had a snarky response, but she'd missed that window.
"I uhg...going to take lunch to the lab," Drakken said as he cleared his throat. "Get back to work..."
"Good idea," hastened Shego. "Don't want...ohm...yeah."
Shego handed him a bottle of water from the fridge as he made a quick sandwich and began leaving the room.
"Don't want to get dehydrated." She gave a nervous smile. He nodded and grabbed it before walking out the room.
Shego let out a deep sigh that was interrupted by Drakken hesitantly leaning back in the doorway.
"Should I...kiss you—"
"No," Shego shook her head. Drakken nodded.
"That's what my instinct told me but I wanted to check." Drakken finally vanished from sight and she heard the door open and close.
Shego leaned against the fridge and looked at the opened bread and lunch meat, her embarrassment fading and irritation pooling. She had half a mind to storm into the lab and yell at Mego for being...well, Mego. He could have done what any normal person did and just left the room. But no, he had to interrupt them and get in a snarky jab...which normally she would admire, but this time that was not the case. She aggressively began making her own sandwich, mentally beginning a countdown of how many days it might take before sending her brother packing. Her gaze fell out the window towards the shifting flowers as the rain picked up. She grabbed a plate and began heading upstairs, wondering how much water might or might not be in her room.
"Well, guess I'll go see how that's going."
She glared down at her sandwich as she walked up the stairs.
I didn't even want lunch...
Ah More Sweet Mego bothering ahead...
