The next few months, Drakken and Shego continued their old ways, always managing to escape capture and conviction, and still finding time to have a few weekends of romance. Then one day, it happened . . .

            The phone rang, and Shego picked it up. "Hello?", she asked into the receiver. The person on the other end was one of Drakken's least favorite people: Duff Killigan.

            "This is Duff Killigan! I've called to speak with Drakken!", the rogue golfer's gravelly voice spoke through the earpiece.

            "Lemme guess: The Centurion . . . Ugh . . .", she managed to get out before being sick.

            "You ok, lassie? You don't sound too well, there.", Killigan stated on the other end, raising an eyebrow.

            "Don't worry, I'm okay, I've just been sort of sick lately.", Shego said after the brief moment of nausea. "I'll put Drakken on for you."

            "Aye, lassie.", and Shego could practically see the worried tone in his voice.

            Drakken picked up the receiver after Shego set it down with a brief "Hello?".

            Almost immediately, Killigan's voice rang through the earpiece. "This is Duff Killigan! I've called to discuss our little Centurion Project!"

            "Geez!", Drakken shouted, more than a little annoyed. "For the last time, I didn't get the Centurion Project, so you didn't get the money."

            Duff retaliated by saying, "I did all that hard work to get it in the first place, laddie and I want my money!"

            Drakken was really tweaked now. "How many times are we gonna have to do this conversation! Listen, you say that you want the money, and I say I didn't get the project, so you didn't get the money, and so on and so forth. What's wrong with this picture?!"

            Duff, managing to calm down, simply said, "Geez, Drakken, what's your problem? You, laddie, get mad too easily."

            Drakken, unfortunately was on too much of a roll to bother to calm down. "Listen, I'm going through a bit of a nasty experience right now, and unless you want to hear about it, I'll shut up."

            Duff, who was curious, said "Aye, I've got some free time, I'm willing to hear."

            Drakken, calming down, asked "Well, you hear about my defeat at that one secret lab?"

            Duff said, "Aye, the one with the zombifying-ninja ray?"

            Drakken was temporarily confused, and said "No, the Pan-Dimensional Vortex inducer. Anyway, Shego nearly got killed in that attempt. Later that night, well, she . . . and I . . ." Drakken finished it off by whispering what happened that night.

            Duff in a shocked tone, said "No."

            "As much as I really hate to admit it, yes."

            Duff was flabbergasted now. "Hate to admit it? What's wrong with you, man?!"

            Drakken, in an equally flabbergasted tone, retaliated "Listen, it was my first time. Anyone would've been embarrassed to admit it!"

            "Wha-do-wha?! First time, and you're like, oh, say, 40?!

            "Thirty-five, actually.", Drakken said in a correcting tone.

            "So? That's still pretty pathetic.", earning an irritated groan from Drakken.

            " First, the Phoebus project, now this. You're so cruel, y'know that?"

            "Aye laddie, I'm cruel ..", Killigan said before adding "Listen, does the term villain mean anything to you?"

            "Eh-yeah. Listen, I just went through one of the weirdest experiences ever, er, so far, and you have the guts to snap at me like that."

            "I'm sorry, lad. Aye, I was a little cruel.", Killigan said that reminded Drakken sort of his father.

            "Drakken?!", Shego called from another room.

            "Uh-oh." Drakken said to himself, before saying to Killigan "Hold on." Then turning his attention to his partner he said "Shego, I-."

            "I took a pregnancy test, and here are the results.", Shego said in a slightly peeved tone, Handing the device to Drakken, who looked at it with bugged-out eyes. The test read positive.

            "Uh, Killigan?", he managed to squeak out

            "Aye?", the Scottish golfer asked

            Drakken whispered quietly, so Shego wouldn't hear, into the receiver "Listen, meet me at 5:00 at the Middleton Mall's Bueno Nacho. Come in disguise.", earning a questionable "Okay . . . " from Killigan

            "Listen, Shego just took a pregnancy test", Drakken continued, "and I just found out she's pregnant."

            This time, Killigan was really amazed. "Whoa! I--just-- really?!"

            "Yes. Now you see the importance of this situation?"

            Duff smirked. "Way to blow your first time."

            Drakken nervously said, "Well, there were a few more times after that . . . . Okay, there were a lot more than a few."

            "You've certainly become obsessed with that.", Duff mused.

            Drakken sharply spat, "Never mind that!"

            Uneasily, Duff said, "Well do you really want to discuss all this on the phone?"

            "No. For all we know, Kim's super genius friend who runs her website could be listening in as we speak."

            Meanwhile, Wade, Kim Possible's computer-wise friend and webmaster was listening in. "Oh . . . . this is great.", he breathed.

            "Hold on.", Drakken said, furiously typing on his computer, bringing up Wade on the computer's screen, then shouting "WADE!!"

            "Hey Drakken.", the boy said calmly, taking a drink of his soda, then spitting it out. "Drakken?!"

            "Were you listening in on the conversation?", the evil genius angrily asked.

            "Hmm....maybe.", Wade said, clearly cheesing off Drakken.

            "Listen", Drakken said, "Tell the truth, or I'll send this virus to your computer.", his finger lightly resting on a button.

            "Okay! Okay! Kim made me!", Wade exclaimed almost immediately.

            "Okay, Wade, you have to swear silence until the time is appropriate to reveal the info."

            "Okay.", Wade said shrugging his shoulders.

            Drakken quickly had an idea. "Listen, change of plans. All four of us meet in disguise at Middleton Mall's Bueno Nacho tomorrow at 5:00. You too, Wade."

            "Four? There's just you, Duff, and Shego, isn't there?"

            "Just do a holograph of yourself in disguise. Is that okay?", Drakken hurriedly said. But Wade wasn't to be deterred. "Who else is going to be there?"

            Drakken spoke to Wade quickly, "Listen, this is an emergency situation. The only ones who know about are me, you, Killigan, and Shego, and another person, but he swore to silence the moment I found out."

            "Okay.", Wade said, shrugging his shoulders again.

            " Which reminds me, I'd better contact him." Drakken turned to Shego. "Shego, cell phone." Shego tossed him her cell phone, and he dialed up Ratigan's number. "Ratigan, you there?", he inquired.

            "I'm here. What happened?", Ratigan's voice answered.

            "I need to talk to you.", Drakken said with a sharp diction.

            "I take it that it's about you know what?", Ratigan said, cool as a cucumber.

            "Yeah. Wait," he said pausing. "How'd you know?"

            "Villain's intuition."

            " Whatever. Listen, I'm not gonna go into full details on the phone, but I need you to meet me at 5:00 at the Middleton Mall's Bueno Nacho to talk about it."

            A little unsure, Ratigan answered "Okay." Curious, he added "What happened?"

            Hesitating, Drakken said "Shego is . . . . pregnant."

            Ratigan quickly said "Hold on.", putting Drakken on hold and turning to Rufus, Ron's naked mole rat. "Shego got pregnant. Pay up." Rufus grumbled and handed Ratigan a $20, which he immediately pocketed. Drakken whistled while he was waiting for Ratigan.

            "Okay, so we're meeting at 5:00 at the Middleton Mall's Bueno Nacho." Ratigan reiterated, picking up again. "In disguise?"

            "Yes.", came the reply.

            Ratigan was a little unsure about this plan. "Um, how are we going to recognize each other if we're in disguise?"

            That part, Drakken hadn't thought of. "Um . . ."

            "Hmmm." Ratigan thought for a moment, then said "I've got an idea."

            Drakken, who was more than eager to hear this plan, quickly asked "What?"

            "We need something to identify ourselves, but it can't be big, otherwise, it'll stand out. How do passwords sound to you?"

            "Okay."

            " It's either that or not many other options, at least none I can think of."

            "You going to set the passwords?", Drakken asked.

            "Certainly. I'm Moriarty, Shego's Dragon, Drakken, you're Goldfinger, and Killigan . . . Okay, golf terms escape me."

            "Hmm...Putter?"

            "Good enough. And Wade's I.Q."

            "Okay."

            "See you there.", Ratigan said, hanging up.