Chapter II

Authors notes: See, I don't only do angst!

Also, I'm working on some books for publication (as in money) and I've posted them over at so if you want go over and R&R. Not KP, sorry, but then, I don't think the Disney Corporation's lawyers would be understanding if they were.


"Oh man, Rufus… This is great!" Ron said. "Zita!" He struggled with his tie.

"First a movie, then dinner (and at a sit down resturaunt… ) and then back home..." Ron hopped up and down in glee "BOOYAH!" He looked at the clock. "Whups—almost time, buddy—I'll drop you off at Kim's." Rufus nodded. The last thing the Molerat wanted to see was Ron and Zita doing Kissy Face.

"Blegh!"

At the Possible home, Kim was dealing with a fire sprinkler caused cold, when Ron rang the doorbell.

"Oday, Ron….I'll tade care of Rudus-ACHOO!" She sneezed explosively. Ron looked concerned.

"Hey KP…If you're sick…"

"Nod, don't woddy about it."

"OK…"


"The sensors indicate the insect is somewhere around here…" Drakken said. The stealth VTOL was hovering above Middleton. "Why does everything always come here?" he wondered out loud. Ah well, a mystery for after he'd conquered the world.

"SHEGO!" Drakken shouted. "Are you ready?"

"Y-yes…" An oddly muffled voice came. Drakken turned. And stared.

Shego was wearing her skin tight suit…maybe. Over it, she was wearing a suit of the U.S. Army's MOPP 4 chemical/biological warfare suit. Over that she had a beekeepers veil on…and in two bandoleers, she had at least a dozen cans of OFF.

"Shego…It's just a little… ah… mosquito of evil."

"Well, it's not going to get me!"

"Can you even walk in that get up?"

"Yes!" She said, and walked past Drakken… slowly. Shego looked down at the ground and frowned.

"Could you ah…just land this time?" Drakken sighed and touched the VTOL down, where Shego shambled out of it.

"Now…where's…the…the…"

"the bug Shego."

"Yes." She said, "Where is it so we can get it and then you lock it up and I go for a vacation."

"Sensors indicate…it's this way!" Drakken said, pointing towards down town.


At the movie, Zita was enjoying herself hugely. Ron was fun to be with—he didn't mind laughing, at the movie or himself, which to Zita was a plus—especially since he avoided the nasty ego that a lot of her fellow students had. He had an ego…but like everything else, wasn't really serious about it.

I wonder why Kim doesn't try harder? Zita shrugged, Her loss. Then she almost snorted up her coke as Ron made an off color joke about the main character that had her laughing so hard ten people hissed at her.


"I'm sorry sir, you can't enter the theater without a ticket…and not in costume."

"She's not in costume!" Drakken roared. "She's….. suffering from Expedilous disorder, and if you discriminate against her, sir I will sue you and this establishment!"

"Oh…um…." The ticket agent remembered his lecture on that. "That's some super villain thing?"

"Yes."

"OK, but you still have to buy tickets." Drakken grumbled, and dug for some money.

"EIGHT FIFTY!" He roared again, "No wonder everybody's going to DVD and cable." As they walked away Drakken was rubbing his hands together.

"What is it, Dr. D." Shego's muffled voice came.

"He has freakishly moist hands…" Drakken shuddered.

"Now, about the mosquito." Shego looked wildly around, grabbing for some OFF.

"WHERE!"

"Not here, Shego!" Drakken snapped. "Inside the theater…. We will use my graviatomic ray generator to suck it into this container!" He showed a ray gun hooked up to a small vial. "And then, we will…"

"Enough, ENOUGH!" Shego said, "Let's just get the disgusting thing and get out of here!"

They entered the movie theatre.

"Revenge of the Cows from Planet X?" Drakken said in bemusement. "People pay for this stuff? Maybe at some point I should make a hypnotic movie that will sway the-" He shook his head. "Focus, Drakken! Shego!"

"ssssssshhhhhhhhhh!" The back three rows hissed.

"Sorry."


"Ow!"

"Zita?" Ron asked. "What is it?"

"Something bit me!" Ron looked around. Then he blinked. A mosquito…one that was… glowing. Ron knew exactly what to do. He grabbed the empty bon bon box, made it into an impromptu swatter, and he took aim.

Drakken screamed hysterically.

"Shego! Stop him while I get it!"

"I got it!" Shego said and leapt lithely… and then tumbled over her unfamiliar booted feet and squawking, rolled down the aisle in a banging chorus of OFF cans. Ron blinked.

"SHEGO!" Ron shouted. Nobody hissed at Him—they all knew the drill, and this was generally more fun than a movie, although one little girl asked in a small voice: "Mommy, when is the funny red head going to show up?"

"Shush dear, and watch the floor show."

"Stay behind me, Zita!" Ron said. Zita, scratching her bite, didn't say anything. Then Drakken leaped up and pointed his raygun at the bug… not noticing Zita in the way.

"ZITA!" Ron screamed and pushed her aside, as Drakken activated it…and got every snack Ron had bought. And Ron had bought a lot. Drakken had barely a moment to wonder where the mosquito was, when he was hit by enough drinks, popcorn and candy to fill a small sized cargo ship.

"ACK!" He screamed as his gun overloaded and blew up, adding more mess to the mass covering him. Then, even worse…

"You…." Zita said in dawning rage, "You…ruined my DATE!"

At this point, Drakken learned two valuable lessons.

Puerto Rican girls have a temper. They are not adverse to showing it.

If you're the object of that temper…it's wise to be far, far away from them.

Suddenly, screaming Spanish obscenities, Zita leaped on top of the mad scientist, who started screaming like a little girl.

"HELP! Shego, HELP! OW OW OW!"

The mosquito, seeking a place away from all this disorder, found a small gap in a certain suit of protective clothing.

"Don't' worry Dr. D, I'…I….EEEEEK!" Shego screamed as she saw the bug fly right past her eyes, IN the suit! Suddenly, she was desperately clawing at the suit, flinging cans of OFF in all directions, her green energy claws helping get the suit off of her. Finally, she ripped the hood off, and flung it down the aisle. Still screaming, Shego terminated the mosquito with extreme prejudice, firing such a blast of energy that the hood, Mosquito, part of the floor…and the screen were vaporized, melted and/or set on fire.

"Will all patrons please proceed in a calm and orderly manner to the door." The manager said in a bored voice. This happened all the time, although usually it was Ron doing the frantic screaming. Meanwhile, Drakken was frantically crawling down the seat rows, a furious teenager after him.

"Ruin my date, will you? Come on out and fight!"

"Shego, HELP!" Shego ran and grabbed the doctor and backed off and Zita started throwing snacks at the two of them.

"I told you!" Shego said angrily, "I told you it was a place of EVIL! Nothing good can come from it!"

"You vaporized my mutant bug!" Drakken whined, "And I was beaten up by a teen!"

"You're always beaten up by a teen."

"Not one who isn't a superhero!"

"And furthermore!" Zita said, throwing a big gulp at Shego who ducked and some half melted ice cream cone at Drakken, who did, "Kim told me what you said about Ron and you'd better stop underestimating him!"

"Ah, Zita?" Ron said, "In this business… It's kind of good for me if they keep underestimating me!"

"Oh."

"Enough!" Drakken said, "We leave you now…but we will return…" He looked at his coat. "After I get this dry cleaned. Come Shego!"

"I killed that evil Bug…" Shego said, "At least the day isn't completely ruined." With that, they left the theater.

"Do you have any idea what that was about?" Zita asked.

"No… but I bet we will." Ron sighed, "So… the movies over, wanna go to my house for a while?"

"Sure… got any bug lotion? I'm kinda itching."

"I think we can find it." Ron said, grinning. Maybe she'd let him put it on, Boo-Yah!.

To be continued.