Ch.3 The Diary
(I don't own any of the KP characters. Oh yeah before I forget Drakken's ancestors name is Bartholomew. I swear. I finally caught his name.)
It was around midnight that night but Shego was still awake. She lay in bed in the dark. If she was silent enough she could here her boss's snoring from the next room over. That's not why she couldn't sleep though; she couldn't sleep because she was thinking about the diary. So she quietly got up and turned on the light. She tiptoed over to her purse. Pulled out the diary and begun reading.
August 1904
Dear journal,
Today Lipski and I aimed to get the electro-static illuminator- whatever it may be. Lipski used to tell me these things, but ever since Mark and I were married Lipski's seemed a bit, distant. He seems a bit angry at me. Jealous? No. couldn't be. He's just my closest friend, nothing more. Lipski said that he has a plan. Most likely far-fetched but a outlandish plan is better than none at all. Mark said it is not good for me to be seen with Lipski in public but I don't care. Anyways I'm off subject. We failed in getting the electro-static illuminator. Maybe that's why Lipski is angry, perhaps not. I'll write more tomorrow. It's late and Mark will be home any minute.
-Sheryl Go
Shego stretched and yawned. She casually glanced at her clock. 1:00 am. It was late. No not, late early, Shego thought to herself. She knew Drakken would want her to be fully awake the next day. She turned off the light and shut her eyes. Her final conscious thoughts were: History- seems like a lot of disturbing ironic situations if you ask me. And then the sandman hit.
(A/N: sorry for the short chappie. i'll update 2morrow.)