CHAPTER 8
The next few moments of the dance passed far too quickly for Drakken. Before he knew it the song had ended, and people were making their way back to their tables which were now lit in the darkness by scented candles. Drakken's disappointed face lit up fully when Shego took his arm as they walked. Shego couldn't believe it, she actually felt butterflies in her stomach.
She shakily let go of Drakken's arm as she took her seat. Reaching for a glass of water she paused, to take her gloves off. Drakken watched as she did this, noticing that tonight, both of her gloves were the same color as her dazzling emerald dress.
Shego placed her gloves to the side and took a sip of water, leaving her other hand beside her on the table.
All of a sudden Drakken had an uncontrollable urge to take Shego's hand in his, to hold it and to never let go. Somehow, he worked up the courage inside of him to do so, and he reached out gently and touched Shego's hand.
Shego placed her glass of water down and looked at Drakken. For one long second the two gazed longingly into each other's eyes. A loud noise broke the gaze. Both Drakken and Shego turned around in their seats to see what was going on.
It seemed, that in the corner of the deck there was a crowd of people, yelling loudly and slamming beers down hard on the table. In the center of the crowd, standing on the table, was a muscular man with long blond hair. Every now and again he would say something Drakken couldn't make out then holler, "Seriously!"
"It's Cousin Eddie!" Drakken exclaimed excitedly, jumping up, completely forgetting about Shego, and running over to his cousin.
Shego grimaced in disgust. Motor Ed, Drakken's cousin, wasn't someone she liked to be around. Sighing and resting her chin in her hands she knew she had been foolish. Drakken would never change. Never.
Drakken and Ed were now giving each other high-fives and trying to be the one to say, "Seriously!" the loudest.
Shego noticed one of Ed's friends come up behind Drakken wobbling. He was no doubt drunk, She thought, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Drakken and Motor Ed were doing something that looked like a tap dance on the table. The other men clapped, stomped, and made a lot of noise.
Shego watched the man behind Drakken suspiciously as he whispered to the others. Then, smiling stupidly, he gave an enormous shove at Drakken, knocking him off the table and over the railings of the cruise ship. A clunk was heard as he hit his head on the side of the railing then there was a splash and Drakken was gone from sight.
Franticly running over to where Drakken had fallen, Shego leaned over, searching for him. She saw only waves of dark, black water. Lighting up her claws she fiercely slashed wildly and blindly at the drunk group of men, not caring who she hit, just wanting them out of the way. Then, not even believing what she was about to do for Drakken, Shego stood up on the railing and dove straight into the water.
Gasping for breath, Shego came up for the fourth time. Panic started to rise inside of her and her chest felt tight and heavy. What if she couldn't find Drakken and he died? What if he was already dead now? She thought sadly, plunging back down to search some more.
Shego knew she was rapidly running out of air. How much longer could she keep this up?
Swimming closer to the ship, she spotted something floating under the surface of the water.
Trying not to panic, Shego pulled Drakken's limp, wet body above the water with her. Bravely hoisting him over her shoulder, she swam for shore.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Note: Sorry, yeah, I know that was short. But it's a start. right? Please review. I am now working on the next chapter. It should be up soon! :)
The next few moments of the dance passed far too quickly for Drakken. Before he knew it the song had ended, and people were making their way back to their tables which were now lit in the darkness by scented candles. Drakken's disappointed face lit up fully when Shego took his arm as they walked. Shego couldn't believe it, she actually felt butterflies in her stomach.
She shakily let go of Drakken's arm as she took her seat. Reaching for a glass of water she paused, to take her gloves off. Drakken watched as she did this, noticing that tonight, both of her gloves were the same color as her dazzling emerald dress.
Shego placed her gloves to the side and took a sip of water, leaving her other hand beside her on the table.
All of a sudden Drakken had an uncontrollable urge to take Shego's hand in his, to hold it and to never let go. Somehow, he worked up the courage inside of him to do so, and he reached out gently and touched Shego's hand.
Shego placed her glass of water down and looked at Drakken. For one long second the two gazed longingly into each other's eyes. A loud noise broke the gaze. Both Drakken and Shego turned around in their seats to see what was going on.
It seemed, that in the corner of the deck there was a crowd of people, yelling loudly and slamming beers down hard on the table. In the center of the crowd, standing on the table, was a muscular man with long blond hair. Every now and again he would say something Drakken couldn't make out then holler, "Seriously!"
"It's Cousin Eddie!" Drakken exclaimed excitedly, jumping up, completely forgetting about Shego, and running over to his cousin.
Shego grimaced in disgust. Motor Ed, Drakken's cousin, wasn't someone she liked to be around. Sighing and resting her chin in her hands she knew she had been foolish. Drakken would never change. Never.
Drakken and Ed were now giving each other high-fives and trying to be the one to say, "Seriously!" the loudest.
Shego noticed one of Ed's friends come up behind Drakken wobbling. He was no doubt drunk, She thought, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Drakken and Motor Ed were doing something that looked like a tap dance on the table. The other men clapped, stomped, and made a lot of noise.
Shego watched the man behind Drakken suspiciously as he whispered to the others. Then, smiling stupidly, he gave an enormous shove at Drakken, knocking him off the table and over the railings of the cruise ship. A clunk was heard as he hit his head on the side of the railing then there was a splash and Drakken was gone from sight.
Franticly running over to where Drakken had fallen, Shego leaned over, searching for him. She saw only waves of dark, black water. Lighting up her claws she fiercely slashed wildly and blindly at the drunk group of men, not caring who she hit, just wanting them out of the way. Then, not even believing what she was about to do for Drakken, Shego stood up on the railing and dove straight into the water.
Gasping for breath, Shego came up for the fourth time. Panic started to rise inside of her and her chest felt tight and heavy. What if she couldn't find Drakken and he died? What if he was already dead now? She thought sadly, plunging back down to search some more.
Shego knew she was rapidly running out of air. How much longer could she keep this up?
Swimming closer to the ship, she spotted something floating under the surface of the water.
Trying not to panic, Shego pulled Drakken's limp, wet body above the water with her. Bravely hoisting him over her shoulder, she swam for shore.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Note: Sorry, yeah, I know that was short. But it's a start. right? Please review. I am now working on the next chapter. It should be up soon! :)