This Kim Possible fan-fiction takes place ten years from now. That's all you really need to know.
The scene opens in a dirty looking apartment. The only inhabitants are cockroaches and the older, and fatter Dr. Drakken. Drakken is wearing a robe and sitting in an easy chair while watching T.V. What he sees annoys him.
T.V. Anchor: In today's top story the villain, Professor Evil, was planning on ruining the environment by burning the biggest pile of leaves. Luckily, his neighbor stopped him. The neighbor was a local store clerk who just happened to have a garden hose. What a brave man to stand up such an evil plot!
Drakken: That's it? That's what they call evil? That's what they call a hero? In my day we had way more evil plans. And we were stopped by teenagers! Not some store clerk! I could show these pseudo villains a thing or three… That's it! I'm back in the evil business!
Dr. Drakken reaches for his telephone. And dials a number. The screen becomes split. One side has Dr. Drakken's head. The other has Shego's head. She picks up the phone.
Drakken: Shego?
Shego: Yeah.
Drakken: It's me.
Shego: Kyle?
Drakken: No! It's Dr. Drakken!
Shego: Drakken? I haven't heard from you since you started that bakery.
Drakken: It wasn't a bakery it was a chemical agent plant!
Shego: But all you did was bake cookies.
Drakken: I had plans! Those cookies were deadly I tells ya! It was full of trans-fatty acids!
Shego: Yeah… So why did you call me?
Drakken: How'd you like to be in on a new evil scheme?
Shego: Evil scheme? Don't you know that I'm a cop now? I wouldn't want to be in on anything like that!
Camera zooms out to show Shego sitting at desk wearing a cop uniform.
Drakken: Are you sure? Have you seen today's super villains? They are more like super village idiots! (Chuckles) I should write that one down. We could easily take over the world!
Shego: Yeah… well, I'm a little busy right now. Can I call you back?
Drakken: Well actually…
Shego hangs up the phone, cutting off Drakken. She seems to be in a state of deep thought for a beat and then continues working. Police Chief Beatty walks up.
Chief Beatty: Hey sugar! Why don't you take your pretty self to the café downstairs and get me some coffee.
Shego: Did you just call me sugar?
Chief Beatty: Oh relax sweet thang.
Shego: Sweet thang? That's harassment and it's illegal!
Chief Beatty: Illegal! Honey, I decide what's legal and illegal 'round here!
Chief Beatty puts his arm around Shego. She gets very angry.
Shego: Oh… that is it!
Shego pushes Chief Beatty away and gives him a good hard kick to the stomach. A kick that sends him across the room!
Shego: Hey that felt pretty good.
Chief Beatty: I beg to differ…
Shego picks up the phone.
Shego: Dr. Drakken! I'm back!
We hear the dial tone. Shego is confused and notices a post-it note on the phone. The post-it note reads, "Remember: You have to dial the number"
Shego: Oh yeah…
Shego dials Dr. Drakken's phone number. The screen becomes split in the same way as before. Drakken picks up the phone.
Shego: Count me in on your next plan…
Drakken: Excellent! You'll really want to do this one!
Shego: Just as long as it doesn't involve baked goods I'll do it. (Beat) It doesn't involve baked goods, right?
Drakken: (a beat) Not anymore!
Shego: So where can I find you? You still got that lair?
Drakken: I don't have that particular lair anymore.
Shego: You got a new lair?
Drakken: It's not so much a lair as it is an apartment above a Dairy Queen…
Shego: Okay… I guess it's better than living with your parents.
Drakken: My parents own the Dairy Queen.
There is an awkward pause.
Cut to the apartment. In it are Drakken and Shego. Shego has just finished putting on her old black and green suit thing.
Shego: Wow, after how many years it still fits! How's yours coming Dr. D.?
Cut to Dr. Drakken wearing his old blue uniform.
Drakken: My clothes fit as well!
Suddenly the buttons on his uniform break off and the bulge of his large stomach can be seen.
Drakken: Yes… well… Remind me to buy a girdle!
Shego: Okay, William Shatner…
Drakken: Enough! I will not suffer this gastro-humiliation any longer! Let's discuss the plan!
Shego: Whatever.
Drakken pulls out a newspaper. He points to a picture of a large diamond.
Drakken: This is the world's most largest diamond…
Shego: (Cutting him off) Most largest? Somebody failed English.
Drakken: I got a D-. Anyway, I plan on stealing the diamond!
Shego: Why? What does it do?
Drakken: It looks pretty that's what.
Shego: Pretty? I didn't know you were that way, Dr. D.
Drakken: No! I plan on selling it to the highest bidder. In case you didn't notice, Shego, I am not exactly living the high life.
Shego looks around the apartment. A wall in the background begins to crumble.
Shego: I didn't notice.
Drakken: Now let's be off! I need that money to buy a girdle… and a new lair! With henchmen… and an indoor pool… and one of those Japanese robot dogs I see on T.V…. And…
Shego pushes Drakken out the door.
