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"Shego come join us!" Shego heard Scarlet call over the noisiness coming from the lounge. Shego didn't reply to Scarlet's request, her thoughts were concentrated on another issue. Drakken was acting quite peculiar lately, so Shego had noticed. Shego could usually open up to Drakken about anything she had on her mind. Now that sense of bond and trust was missing, which meant Drakken was keeping something from her.
Whenever there were secrets it was only expected for Shego to find out what they were. She was stubborn as a mule, fast as a cheetah, and was more of a detective than the bloodhound himself; when she got herself involved with something, it was war until she got her answer. 'He wants to tell me something . . . I can tell . . . is it good or bad?' Shego then being a pessimist decided it must be something dreadful, why else would he hesitate so? Shego tried to think of what it could be, deadly disease, being stalked, or possibly going back to villainy? All inevitably the worst things that could possibly happen, but no, it didn't seem likely that he was sick or suffering judgment-wise. 'Wait,' She thought, 'It couldn't be. . .' Shego said trying to shake away the silly thought. But it came back again. "He wouldn't." Shego assured herself aloud. He wouldn't be so low, sinister, so cruel, he just wouldn't. Would he?
Once again, Shego's mind was arguing with her heart. But Shego always followed her mind rather than her heart. People without a mind never got anywhere, in her opinion anyways. In this case her mind won. Shego felt her heart empty and a tear roll down her soft check. Her heart was lambasting itself. In fact she would have rather been in an abattoir getting tortured than thinking what she was right now. But none the less, unafraid to state anything, she gulped out soullessly, "It is another girl."
"Shego!" Drakken shouted as he stepped into the room insecurely. Shego immediately shielded her face so Drakken couldn't see her pitiful weeping. "I was . . . uh wondering why you weren't in the other room." Drakken explained as he approached her slowly. "I'm fine." Shego murmured as she led herself away from Drakken into the next room wordlessly. Drakken kindly slipped his arm around Shego's waist. Shego then responded by pushing Drakken's arm away; she was heartbroken.
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"Shego come join us!" Shego heard Scarlet call over the noisiness coming from the lounge. Shego didn't reply to Scarlet's request, her thoughts were concentrated on another issue. Drakken was acting quite peculiar lately, so Shego had noticed. Shego could usually open up to Drakken about anything she had on her mind. Now that sense of bond and trust was missing, which meant Drakken was keeping something from her.
Whenever there were secrets it was only expected for Shego to find out what they were. She was stubborn as a mule, fast as a cheetah, and was more of a detective than the bloodhound himself; when she got herself involved with something, it was war until she got her answer. 'He wants to tell me something . . . I can tell . . . is it good or bad?' Shego then being a pessimist decided it must be something dreadful, why else would he hesitate so? Shego tried to think of what it could be, deadly disease, being stalked, or possibly going back to villainy? All inevitably the worst things that could possibly happen, but no, it didn't seem likely that he was sick or suffering judgment-wise. 'Wait,' She thought, 'It couldn't be. . .' Shego said trying to shake away the silly thought. But it came back again. "He wouldn't." Shego assured herself aloud. He wouldn't be so low, sinister, so cruel, he just wouldn't. Would he?
Once again, Shego's mind was arguing with her heart. But Shego always followed her mind rather than her heart. People without a mind never got anywhere, in her opinion anyways. In this case her mind won. Shego felt her heart empty and a tear roll down her soft check. Her heart was lambasting itself. In fact she would have rather been in an abattoir getting tortured than thinking what she was right now. But none the less, unafraid to state anything, she gulped out soullessly, "It is another girl."
"Shego!" Drakken shouted as he stepped into the room insecurely. Shego immediately shielded her face so Drakken couldn't see her pitiful weeping. "I was . . . uh wondering why you weren't in the other room." Drakken explained as he approached her slowly. "I'm fine." Shego murmured as she led herself away from Drakken into the next room wordlessly. Drakken kindly slipped his arm around Shego's waist. Shego then responded by pushing Drakken's arm away; she was heartbroken.
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