Her face darkened with annoyance as she read the last bit. Then she suddenly slammed the computer off and groaned. Not too loud but loud enough for her boss to hear, for he was walking in the room just that very minute looking as if he had something important to say.
"Shego I just had the greatest idea!" He suddenly paused when he saw the look of fury on her face. "Shego, what's the matter?"
"It's Hego." She replied hastily, getting up and walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Hego's now a teacher at an elementary school and he's sick and wants - wait 'till you hear this- he wants me to fill in for him tomorrow and teach his class!" Shego sighed, frustrated and not knowing what to do.
"Well, you're not going to do it? Are you?" Asked Drakken, clearly curious to what Shego would do.
"Of course not." Shego laughed, "Well maybe…I might do it."
"See I told you you're really as soft as a marshmallow."
"I am not."
"Are too, or maybe you just can't handle the stress of teaching." He grinned at her, which made Shego even more angry.
"Drakken…" Shego gave him a warning look, trying hard not to light up her claws and hurt him. "I doubt you could handle a day teaching a class of kids either."
"Who says I couldn't."
"I do." Shego said smugly, getting out her nail file and filing her nails, which were painted black.
"I'll prove to you that I can." Said Drakken, looking hurt.
"Fine" Shego agreed at last. "Tomorrow we'll both go to school, teach the class together and then we'll see who really can't handle it."
She then stormed out of the room, to get ready for the big day ahead.