"Did you get it?" the blue skinned villain was on the verge of jumping up and down on the spot like a dog whose master's come home.

"Yeah, I got it. Calm down." Shego said, handing a hand-held thumb button device to him. "What did you want some high school geek's science fair project for anyway?"

"Hardly just a high school geek, Shego," Drakken chided, "Miss Flanner is one of the most respected scientists in Middleton, no, the world! And this device will make me unstoppable!"

"There you go again, blab blab blab. So, do you know what this thing-I-just-jigged does?"

"Well, it.... It'll do something to make me unstoppable! Look, it says unstoppable on it!"

"Are you sure it doesn't say Ron Stoppable on it? 'Cause, you know, Monkey Fist was caught out by that one." Shego sat up, but Drakken hadn't noticed that it wasn't her voice.

"Of course it doesn't say Ron Stoppable! What on earth does that mean, anyway?!"

"Well, that would be that name of Kim Possible's dopey sidekick, Dr. D," Shego stood up, "Who just so happens to be who just said that. I guess Kimmie's not far away, then?"

Right on cue, a dark figure snatched the device from Drakken's puny digits before swooping back up to a balcony.

"Right here," she said, "and you, Dr. D, are so busted. Plus, it does actually say Ron Stoppable on it. Right under where it says Justine Flanner. Looks like Rufus's handwriting though. What were you planning on doing with it? If I recall, it's a portable defibrillator. Is that right, Ron?"

"Defibrillator? It's a heart restarter thinggy!"

"And there, you have the reason why Justine decided not to do the hyperspace vortex inducer she was planning on. That's what a defibrillator is, Ron." Kim sighed and scratched the back of her head.

"Shego! Get Kim Possible!" Drakken yelled at the top of his voice, "I shouldn't have to tell you that!"

But Shego didn't move. She just stood, staring at the control panel behind Drakken that Kim had narrowly missed during her acrobatics.

Drakken glared at her in an attempt to be menacing. "Well?!"

Shego walked past Drakken to the terminal.

"You let them get away!" screamed Drakken.

"Perhaps. They tend to get away anyway." Shego replied unusually quietly, then seemed to pick up a handful of nothing from the desk.

"Well, I guess it's not like they'd taken anything useful away, like a hyperspace vortex inducer! What would that do anyway?"

"Basically," replied Shego, turning around and slowly walking back to Drakken, "it would allow you to travel from one place to another really really fast. Anyway, do you still have DNAmy's number?"

"Yes. Why?" Drakken huffed.

Shego looked up and held out her hand. Striking an extreme contrast to the green of her glove was a bundle of long red hair.

"I think maybe it's time I had someone decent to work with."