Ch. 2 The Search Begins
(I still don't own KP or the characters. This plot is all mine!)
"Boy is it dusty in here!" Drakken coughed.
"This coming from a man who hangs out in his mother's attic," Shego whispered just loud enough for her boss to hear.
"We can stop looking if you want," Drakken warned.
"Come on. Let's just keep looking," Shego insisted rolling her eyes.
The two of them were in Hego's basement looking for anything they could find about Shego's ancestors.
"Family Heirlooms," Shego read. "Worth a shot."
Soon she and Drakken were going through old clothes and photo albums. Then Shego noticed a small ivy colored book it was oddly familiar.
"How'd Hego get a hold of this?" Shego asked rhetorically.
"What's that?" Drakken asked.
"Looks like my old diary from when I was in high school," Shego explained as she opened it.
Instead of her untidy print it had neat cursive writing.
"What the heck?" Shego mumbled as she fingered the yellowing pages. It in fact was not her old diary, it couldn't be. Instead of the date 1980 something, the first date listed was 1904. The first page had the words: property of Sheryl Go instead of Property of Shelia Go.
Shego began to flip through it; amazed by all the doodles and ideas. Shego became so engrossed in what she was looking at she forgot she had left Drakken with access to her old photo albums.
"Aw look at this!" Drakken said loudly and pointing to the album. "Baby Shego and her big brother Hego!"
Shego stopped. She knew which picture Drakken had found. Shego had been 6 months at the time and Hego was four, and trying to hold his little sister- and by the looks of it, not doing a very good job.
"Dr. D focus," Shego reminded him.
Instead of listening Drakken continued to flip pages.
"Shego's first bicycle!" Drakken cooed mockingly. 7 year old Shego was sitting on top of a cherry red bicycle and 6 year old Mego was being his obnoxious self and trying to force his way into the picture.
"Dr. Drakken, you're getting sidetracked," Shego said in a very irritated tone.
This time Drakken looked up and smirked. He flipped toward the end of the album, hoping to find embarrassing High School pictures, instead he got Shego's senior prom picture.
Shego looked spectacular. Her long raven hair was pulled into an elegant bun, her emerald eyes shone like clear green pools of stars, and she looked all the more dramatic in her emerald halter top gown. Drakken sat there staring. He was speechless, which as we all know is a rare thing.
"Leaves you kinda speechless, doesn't it?" Shego whispered cockily as she put away the photo album.
"Well- umm, yeah. I mean kinda speechless, not really speechless. I was just about to point out all the noticeable air brushing," Drakken stammered stupidly.
"Sure. Well I found what we need so, why don't we go grab some lunch?" Shego asked.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Drakken said standing up.
So the two headed out and Shego discreetly slipped the diary into her purse.
(A/N: I'm using different mathematics than those I used in MHC and NTBNTY, my other stories for those who are clueless to my abbreviations. Any who hope you like it. You know the drill please review, no flames, yada-yada, and the whole shebang. I'll update next time I'm on.)