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The next morning.
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Drakken stumbled to the door to collect the mail at the door step. It
still was a mystery to him how the hell they delivered stuff when they
lived up here. The mail lay in a neat little pile ordered conveniently
big to small. He lifted up the thin pile and carried it into the bathroom
as routine. They never get a superfluous amount of mail but it was more
than they had gotten while they were still villains. Drakken fingered
through the mail finding the usual things, a message from Duff that he
probably wouldn't open for months, a villain newsletter, some stupid ads,
and then something caught his eye.
It was a very nice envelope made of nice expensive stationary, and
then he read the logo in the corner and stammered aloud, "Yale
University?" he composed himself and wondered if there was some mistake
in the mail, then he saw it was addressed to Scarlet-Rose. Drakken's mind
raced and then he came to a quick conclusion. Scarlet wasn't twenty-three
years old like Shego, or thirty-four like himself, she was a young
eighteen year old; Scarlet still had an option in life she still had
windows open for her. Drakken decided that Scarlet must have applied for
this college without informing them; well it was time to do something
about it now.
Drakken trudged his heavy feet back out of the lavatory, to Shego's
inanimate body in the bed. Drakken climbed on the bed and hovered over
Shego and patted her face gently. "Shego?" That wasn't going to work. Why
did he even bother anymore? Then he reached for her arm and shook it
lightly. "Shego?" Shego was lying on her back breathing slowly, every
breath like a song. Her cherubic face was in shining from the light and
her black hair was brushed out of her eyes. Drakken slowly leaned in and
kissed her lightly on the lips. Then he waited a moment and did it again.
Her face was almost smiling at him. Drakken planted some soft kisses
along her neck when Shego moaned. "Drakken?" She said half-heartedly
rubbing her eyes. When her eyes had focused she noticed Drakken hovering
over and instantly pushed him off the bed.
"Hey!" Shego whispered softly, not having realized it was him. Drakken
angrily rubbed his head, "Sorry," she apologized, "I thought I saw a
monster, a really ugly one!" Drakken's face turned from a brilliant smile
to a heavy grimace. Shego giggled and asked merely, "What were you
doing?" Drakken smiled and crawled back onto the bed and replied, "Waking
you up." "Well you should make a note to wake me up more often." She
grinned enjoying her pleasurable wake-up and returned with it with a
passionate kiss which Drakken felt like he could vanish in but he
commanded rudely, "Go brush your teeth Shego." Shego chuckled and smacked
him with a pillow. Drakken grabbed her top and pulled her down and hissed
to her, "No Shego, I mean you really NEED to brush your teeth." Shego's
eyes widened and didn't back talk once; she immediately followed him
quickly into the lavatory.
Drakken forced the envelope in her face; flustered, she accepted it
and read the front. She frowned and her eyes were sober, "Oh," She said,
"Do you think that. . ." she couldn't even suggest the likelihood.
Drakken knew what she was trying to say and responded kindly, "I believe
so." He patted Shego's shoulder. Over the past two years Shego had really
bonded with Kim and Scarlet; the three of them became best of friends. It
was a blessing to have Scarlet living with them, and now she wanted to.
leave? Well, she was eighteen, young and had a countless amount of
opportunities. 'I'm just being greedy.' Shego told herself, then reminded
herself that she didn't own Scarlet. It was her life, and the decision
was not up to Shego. Shego thought of Scarlet as her younger sister,
because they had so much in common. Shego sometimes caught herself
thinking that what she had done with her life was best for the young
blonde as well. Drakken was holding her trying to calm her down, Shego's
eyes were starry but she would not let the tears down. "Call her down!"
She shrieked. Drakken hushed her softly reminding them that Dementor
might be listening. "I don't care any more," She said like a young
immature child, "Call that girl down!" Drakken didn't dispute; he swiftly
shuffled out of the room leaving Shego clutching the envelope, sobbing.
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Notes: Konichiwa! Sorry this is so brief! I still have band and choir
midterms to review for but I still might update a new chapter this
weekend, if I have time. Hope you are liking this so far cause there's
more to come! Ciao for now! Don't forget to review!
The next morning.
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Drakken stumbled to the door to collect the mail at the door step. It
still was a mystery to him how the hell they delivered stuff when they
lived up here. The mail lay in a neat little pile ordered conveniently
big to small. He lifted up the thin pile and carried it into the bathroom
as routine. They never get a superfluous amount of mail but it was more
than they had gotten while they were still villains. Drakken fingered
through the mail finding the usual things, a message from Duff that he
probably wouldn't open for months, a villain newsletter, some stupid ads,
and then something caught his eye.
It was a very nice envelope made of nice expensive stationary, and
then he read the logo in the corner and stammered aloud, "Yale
University?" he composed himself and wondered if there was some mistake
in the mail, then he saw it was addressed to Scarlet-Rose. Drakken's mind
raced and then he came to a quick conclusion. Scarlet wasn't twenty-three
years old like Shego, or thirty-four like himself, she was a young
eighteen year old; Scarlet still had an option in life she still had
windows open for her. Drakken decided that Scarlet must have applied for
this college without informing them; well it was time to do something
about it now.
Drakken trudged his heavy feet back out of the lavatory, to Shego's
inanimate body in the bed. Drakken climbed on the bed and hovered over
Shego and patted her face gently. "Shego?" That wasn't going to work. Why
did he even bother anymore? Then he reached for her arm and shook it
lightly. "Shego?" Shego was lying on her back breathing slowly, every
breath like a song. Her cherubic face was in shining from the light and
her black hair was brushed out of her eyes. Drakken slowly leaned in and
kissed her lightly on the lips. Then he waited a moment and did it again.
Her face was almost smiling at him. Drakken planted some soft kisses
along her neck when Shego moaned. "Drakken?" She said half-heartedly
rubbing her eyes. When her eyes had focused she noticed Drakken hovering
over and instantly pushed him off the bed.
"Hey!" Shego whispered softly, not having realized it was him. Drakken
angrily rubbed his head, "Sorry," she apologized, "I thought I saw a
monster, a really ugly one!" Drakken's face turned from a brilliant smile
to a heavy grimace. Shego giggled and asked merely, "What were you
doing?" Drakken smiled and crawled back onto the bed and replied, "Waking
you up." "Well you should make a note to wake me up more often." She
grinned enjoying her pleasurable wake-up and returned with it with a
passionate kiss which Drakken felt like he could vanish in but he
commanded rudely, "Go brush your teeth Shego." Shego chuckled and smacked
him with a pillow. Drakken grabbed her top and pulled her down and hissed
to her, "No Shego, I mean you really NEED to brush your teeth." Shego's
eyes widened and didn't back talk once; she immediately followed him
quickly into the lavatory.
Drakken forced the envelope in her face; flustered, she accepted it
and read the front. She frowned and her eyes were sober, "Oh," She said,
"Do you think that. . ." she couldn't even suggest the likelihood.
Drakken knew what she was trying to say and responded kindly, "I believe
so." He patted Shego's shoulder. Over the past two years Shego had really
bonded with Kim and Scarlet; the three of them became best of friends. It
was a blessing to have Scarlet living with them, and now she wanted to.
leave? Well, she was eighteen, young and had a countless amount of
opportunities. 'I'm just being greedy.' Shego told herself, then reminded
herself that she didn't own Scarlet. It was her life, and the decision
was not up to Shego. Shego thought of Scarlet as her younger sister,
because they had so much in common. Shego sometimes caught herself
thinking that what she had done with her life was best for the young
blonde as well. Drakken was holding her trying to calm her down, Shego's
eyes were starry but she would not let the tears down. "Call her down!"
She shrieked. Drakken hushed her softly reminding them that Dementor
might be listening. "I don't care any more," She said like a young
immature child, "Call that girl down!" Drakken didn't dispute; he swiftly
shuffled out of the room leaving Shego clutching the envelope, sobbing.
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Notes: Konichiwa! Sorry this is so brief! I still have band and choir
midterms to review for but I still might update a new chapter this
weekend, if I have time. Hope you are liking this so far cause there's
more to come! Ciao for now! Don't forget to review!