CHAPTER 6
Drakken gently urged Shego out of the bathroom. He was surprised at himself. For the first time in his life he had actually felt someone else's pain.
They sat down at the table as the waiter came back around, confused, and a little stunned that he had missed them. He smiled, apologetically.
"May I take your order Miss?" He asked Shego politely.
He saw the tear stains on her cheeks and stared. Shego noticed this and gave the waiter a look. She wished they had another waiter, one less nosy.
Drakken and Shego both ordered spaghetti. Somehow, eating just made Shego feel worse.
The spaghetti reminded her of the time she and Junior had gone to their favorite restaurant on Christmas eve. They had shared a huge bowl of spaghetti, then spent the rest of the night making-out under the mistletoe. Thinking about it now made Shego want to be sick. She grimaced and pushed her bowl away. She wished she had thought twice before ordering it.
Drakken took no notice of this. He was obviously starving, because he hadn't looked up once since they had received their food.
At last Shego had had enough. The music had started and everyone was dancing.
"I'm going to the hot tubs," She stated simply. "I don't feel much like dancing anyway, I have no one to dance with." She muttered, wandering off toward the changing room.
Drakken looked up as Shego left. He pushed his bowl of spaghetti aside and hurried off to the men's changing room. There was no way he was going to miss this opportunity.
By the time Drakken had found the hot tubs on one of the lower floors of the boat, Shego was already there, relaxing in a big blue and green one. Drakken looked around.
"There must be at least thirty hot tubs in here," he thought aloud. "And every couple has their own."
He slowly made his way over to Shego, hoping that she would let him join her. For once in his life he actually felt nervous.
"Hi...Shego." He stuttered as he approached.
"WHAT do you want now?" She replied, somewhat annoyed, but secretly impressed that Drakken had come straight after her.
She was starting to pick up signals that Drakken might like her more that just his assistant, and she didn't know quite what to think of it.
"I-I thought m-maybe I could join you. Can I?"
Shego paused for a second. She wanted Drakken to join her so she would feel less lonely, but she didn't want to make anything look obvious.
"I guess I did tell you you could earlier. Come on then."
Drakken tried to get in without making too much of a scene, but he hit is leg on the edge of the hot tub as he was halfway in. This sent him falling face forward into the hot water, and he landed right on top of Shego with a splash.
All eyes were on them as Drakken desperately tried to get up without being noticed. Shego and Drakken didn't look at each other, they were both too embarrassed.
"It is you again!" Said a voice that sounded extremely familiar.
Shego spun around. It was the same lady from the spa at the Billionaire's Club. The one that didn't speak much English.
Shego groaned silently. Not now! she thought miserably.
"Do the two of you need anything?" The lady asked slowly, winking at Shego from the corner of her eye.
"No, we are just fine." Shego snapped hastily, wishing the lady would go away.
"OK." she replied gently, putting her hands on Drakken and Shego's shoulders.
"True love." She sighed peacefully. Then, in a blink of an eye, she was gone.
"Do you know something I don't?" Drakken asked, bewildered.
"Yeah," Said Shego smugly, "I do."
"What?"
"You have spaghetti sauce stains all over your face."
Drakken blushed and wiped his face with the back of his hand. He then turned back to Shego for approval.
"Better."
Shego closed her eyes and let the steaming hot water slip around her like a blanket.
Drakken gently urged Shego out of the bathroom. He was surprised at himself. For the first time in his life he had actually felt someone else's pain.
They sat down at the table as the waiter came back around, confused, and a little stunned that he had missed them. He smiled, apologetically.
"May I take your order Miss?" He asked Shego politely.
He saw the tear stains on her cheeks and stared. Shego noticed this and gave the waiter a look. She wished they had another waiter, one less nosy.
Drakken and Shego both ordered spaghetti. Somehow, eating just made Shego feel worse.
The spaghetti reminded her of the time she and Junior had gone to their favorite restaurant on Christmas eve. They had shared a huge bowl of spaghetti, then spent the rest of the night making-out under the mistletoe. Thinking about it now made Shego want to be sick. She grimaced and pushed her bowl away. She wished she had thought twice before ordering it.
Drakken took no notice of this. He was obviously starving, because he hadn't looked up once since they had received their food.
At last Shego had had enough. The music had started and everyone was dancing.
"I'm going to the hot tubs," She stated simply. "I don't feel much like dancing anyway, I have no one to dance with." She muttered, wandering off toward the changing room.
Drakken looked up as Shego left. He pushed his bowl of spaghetti aside and hurried off to the men's changing room. There was no way he was going to miss this opportunity.
By the time Drakken had found the hot tubs on one of the lower floors of the boat, Shego was already there, relaxing in a big blue and green one. Drakken looked around.
"There must be at least thirty hot tubs in here," he thought aloud. "And every couple has their own."
He slowly made his way over to Shego, hoping that she would let him join her. For once in his life he actually felt nervous.
"Hi...Shego." He stuttered as he approached.
"WHAT do you want now?" She replied, somewhat annoyed, but secretly impressed that Drakken had come straight after her.
She was starting to pick up signals that Drakken might like her more that just his assistant, and she didn't know quite what to think of it.
"I-I thought m-maybe I could join you. Can I?"
Shego paused for a second. She wanted Drakken to join her so she would feel less lonely, but she didn't want to make anything look obvious.
"I guess I did tell you you could earlier. Come on then."
Drakken tried to get in without making too much of a scene, but he hit is leg on the edge of the hot tub as he was halfway in. This sent him falling face forward into the hot water, and he landed right on top of Shego with a splash.
All eyes were on them as Drakken desperately tried to get up without being noticed. Shego and Drakken didn't look at each other, they were both too embarrassed.
"It is you again!" Said a voice that sounded extremely familiar.
Shego spun around. It was the same lady from the spa at the Billionaire's Club. The one that didn't speak much English.
Shego groaned silently. Not now! she thought miserably.
"Do the two of you need anything?" The lady asked slowly, winking at Shego from the corner of her eye.
"No, we are just fine." Shego snapped hastily, wishing the lady would go away.
"OK." she replied gently, putting her hands on Drakken and Shego's shoulders.
"True love." She sighed peacefully. Then, in a blink of an eye, she was gone.
"Do you know something I don't?" Drakken asked, bewildered.
"Yeah," Said Shego smugly, "I do."
"What?"
"You have spaghetti sauce stains all over your face."
Drakken blushed and wiped his face with the back of his hand. He then turned back to Shego for approval.
"Better."
Shego closed her eyes and let the steaming hot water slip around her like a blanket.