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Shego was staring at Dementor petrified. She had not planned for this. Dementor moved Shego aside and stepped in, uninvited. 'Oh no.' Shego's mind raced trying to quickly think of a plan. This was unexpected, what was he doing here? Dementor hadn't even notified them on his arrival. Dementor shifted his foot and held out his hand which Shego shook limply. "Greetings Shego." Shego responded with a gulp and a nod. "How are you?" He asked respectfully. Shego knew Dementor didn't care if a mass-murderer was slicing her neck; however she gasped out, "Fine." Dementor smiled a wicked smile.
Shego and Drakken both noted Scarlet's presence at the same time. Shego raised her eyebrow at Scarlet, and noticed her necklace was tucked in her blouse. Dementor had a sly little smile and stared at her radiance. Scarlet responded to this reaction with a horror-struck face. She had known Dementor had liked her forever. She found this appalling and gross. Scarlet was eighteen and Dementor was like in his forties or something. It was wrong and perverted.
"How nice to see you Miss Scarlet-Rose." Dementor's eyes were locked on hers. Scarlet flipped her tresses bothered, "Dementor." She acknowledged his existence and stuck her nose in the air and headed back upstairs. "Where are you going?" Scarlet-Rose stopped dead in her tracks, 'Shit.' She thought. "I'm going to go . . . clean?" Dementor didn't ask anymore because he didn't want to annoy her, but he added as she was leaving, "Please send Drakken downstairs."
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"Hey Dementor." The two villains exchanged a handclasp. Utter hostility was hiding behind Drakken's hospitable face. Drakken shooed Shego away and opened the lab door and allowed Dementor to enter. Before he shut the door he thought, 'Jesus, what does he want now?' * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Dementor was sitting at ease on Drakken's settee. Dementor moved his finger across the table and noticed the thick layer of filth on his finger. "Looks like Scarlet-Rose has been slacking in the cleaning department." he commented smugly. Drakken boiled with anger. Scarlet was doing a tremendous job; it was just that he hadn't used this room in ages he had told Scarlet not to bother. Drakken twiddled his thumbs edgily and asked, "Okay Dementor, what's up?"
"Glad you asked Drakken." The small man found Drakken's video device and popped in a tape and pressed play. When the tape began, Professor Dementor went into his lecture mode. "I've been watching your last attempts to stop Kim Possible." Drakken nodded watching all of their little scandals. "So you DO watch those security cameras . . ." Drakken remarked innocently. "All the time." Drakken watched Kim leave them faking pain or cursing to themselves. "Each time as you can see, You fail." Drakken nodded. This wasn't anything novel. I mean they always lost to Kim. Every time. Why was it such a big deal now?
The tape ended with Shego rolling around on the floor crying in pain and Dementor clicked off the monitor. "Seen enough?" Drakken shrugged and groaned, "Yeah." Dementor smiled, "That's why my friend, I have a plan." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"A plan?" Drakken asked raising an eyebrow impassively. "It's flawless." Dementor earnestly paced the room. Drakken brushed off his shirt knowing he had no choice of being involved with this. "Well I'm sure you're concerned in knowing who's INVOLVED in this little project?" Another groan from Drakken. "You read my mind." Drakken checked the clock. He was more than pissed off that Dementor of all people had interrupted his important discussion. "Duff Killigan, Monkey-Fist, Adrena-Lynn, and Senor Senior Senior have agreed to help out and of course there's you guys." Drakken held up his hand, "Wait what about Senor Senior Junior?" Dementor's nose wrinkled at the mention of the other senior. "He said something about not wanting harm done to his Blue Fox . . . whatever."
Drakken had to admit that Dementor had finally come up with a good idea to stop Kim Possible, uniting all the villains together. But he had thought of it too late. Drakken had long let go of his urges to be wicked. "I plan to unite us all and give Kim Possible a surprise attack!" Drakken almost laughed out-loud, Shego would surely notify Kim weeks before the plot came into action. So much for that plot. Drakken just smothered his snicker and replied, "Well I'm sure this has got to be your best idea yet." Dementor didn't even catch his sarcasm. "I KNOW! There's no way we can be beaten!"
Oh! How Drakken longed to send Dementor's hopes and dreams crashing down right then and there. Drakken's face looked sickly. "That's just peachy Dementor," Drakken said dully and started to lead him out of the lab. "I feel a little hurried." Drakken laughed happily, "Oh no my comrade, I'm just a little preoccupied with some . . . uh . . . blueprints." Dementor stopped at the front door and gave another one of his unexplained smiles, "I'd like to use your restroom before I go."
Drakken allowed Dementor to use the lavatory for he knew perfectly well that the laptop was safely secure underneath the bathroom counter. The little man hurried up the stairs and stopped before he pile-drived the dazzling Scarlet-Rose. She stepped aside as he rushed into the bathroom and bolted the door. "Jeez." Scarlet muttered to herself heading towards her room with a sneer on her face. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
(Notes: I might have been a little lazy on this chapter, sorry if it's poorly written. I've had a bit of writer's block but the only way out of it is to write more. So, be a little gentle on this chapter. Thanks!)
Shego was staring at Dementor petrified. She had not planned for this. Dementor moved Shego aside and stepped in, uninvited. 'Oh no.' Shego's mind raced trying to quickly think of a plan. This was unexpected, what was he doing here? Dementor hadn't even notified them on his arrival. Dementor shifted his foot and held out his hand which Shego shook limply. "Greetings Shego." Shego responded with a gulp and a nod. "How are you?" He asked respectfully. Shego knew Dementor didn't care if a mass-murderer was slicing her neck; however she gasped out, "Fine." Dementor smiled a wicked smile.
Shego and Drakken both noted Scarlet's presence at the same time. Shego raised her eyebrow at Scarlet, and noticed her necklace was tucked in her blouse. Dementor had a sly little smile and stared at her radiance. Scarlet responded to this reaction with a horror-struck face. She had known Dementor had liked her forever. She found this appalling and gross. Scarlet was eighteen and Dementor was like in his forties or something. It was wrong and perverted.
"How nice to see you Miss Scarlet-Rose." Dementor's eyes were locked on hers. Scarlet flipped her tresses bothered, "Dementor." She acknowledged his existence and stuck her nose in the air and headed back upstairs. "Where are you going?" Scarlet-Rose stopped dead in her tracks, 'Shit.' She thought. "I'm going to go . . . clean?" Dementor didn't ask anymore because he didn't want to annoy her, but he added as she was leaving, "Please send Drakken downstairs."
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"Hey Dementor." The two villains exchanged a handclasp. Utter hostility was hiding behind Drakken's hospitable face. Drakken shooed Shego away and opened the lab door and allowed Dementor to enter. Before he shut the door he thought, 'Jesus, what does he want now?' * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Dementor was sitting at ease on Drakken's settee. Dementor moved his finger across the table and noticed the thick layer of filth on his finger. "Looks like Scarlet-Rose has been slacking in the cleaning department." he commented smugly. Drakken boiled with anger. Scarlet was doing a tremendous job; it was just that he hadn't used this room in ages he had told Scarlet not to bother. Drakken twiddled his thumbs edgily and asked, "Okay Dementor, what's up?"
"Glad you asked Drakken." The small man found Drakken's video device and popped in a tape and pressed play. When the tape began, Professor Dementor went into his lecture mode. "I've been watching your last attempts to stop Kim Possible." Drakken nodded watching all of their little scandals. "So you DO watch those security cameras . . ." Drakken remarked innocently. "All the time." Drakken watched Kim leave them faking pain or cursing to themselves. "Each time as you can see, You fail." Drakken nodded. This wasn't anything novel. I mean they always lost to Kim. Every time. Why was it such a big deal now?
The tape ended with Shego rolling around on the floor crying in pain and Dementor clicked off the monitor. "Seen enough?" Drakken shrugged and groaned, "Yeah." Dementor smiled, "That's why my friend, I have a plan." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"A plan?" Drakken asked raising an eyebrow impassively. "It's flawless." Dementor earnestly paced the room. Drakken brushed off his shirt knowing he had no choice of being involved with this. "Well I'm sure you're concerned in knowing who's INVOLVED in this little project?" Another groan from Drakken. "You read my mind." Drakken checked the clock. He was more than pissed off that Dementor of all people had interrupted his important discussion. "Duff Killigan, Monkey-Fist, Adrena-Lynn, and Senor Senior Senior have agreed to help out and of course there's you guys." Drakken held up his hand, "Wait what about Senor Senior Junior?" Dementor's nose wrinkled at the mention of the other senior. "He said something about not wanting harm done to his Blue Fox . . . whatever."
Drakken had to admit that Dementor had finally come up with a good idea to stop Kim Possible, uniting all the villains together. But he had thought of it too late. Drakken had long let go of his urges to be wicked. "I plan to unite us all and give Kim Possible a surprise attack!" Drakken almost laughed out-loud, Shego would surely notify Kim weeks before the plot came into action. So much for that plot. Drakken just smothered his snicker and replied, "Well I'm sure this has got to be your best idea yet." Dementor didn't even catch his sarcasm. "I KNOW! There's no way we can be beaten!"
Oh! How Drakken longed to send Dementor's hopes and dreams crashing down right then and there. Drakken's face looked sickly. "That's just peachy Dementor," Drakken said dully and started to lead him out of the lab. "I feel a little hurried." Drakken laughed happily, "Oh no my comrade, I'm just a little preoccupied with some . . . uh . . . blueprints." Dementor stopped at the front door and gave another one of his unexplained smiles, "I'd like to use your restroom before I go."
Drakken allowed Dementor to use the lavatory for he knew perfectly well that the laptop was safely secure underneath the bathroom counter. The little man hurried up the stairs and stopped before he pile-drived the dazzling Scarlet-Rose. She stepped aside as he rushed into the bathroom and bolted the door. "Jeez." Scarlet muttered to herself heading towards her room with a sneer on her face. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
(Notes: I might have been a little lazy on this chapter, sorry if it's poorly written. I've had a bit of writer's block but the only way out of it is to write more. So, be a little gentle on this chapter. Thanks!)