Disclaimer: I don't own Kim or Ron or Shego or Drakken...
I lean my head against the car's inside wall. No one seems to notice my unusual silence.
"Domineering... selfish... egocentric..." is all I hear before I cover her mouth.
"That's nice Shego," I say mildly. "But I don't wanna hear it."
She nods. I move my hand away.
"But I'd only gotten started, you know," she says tersely.
"Mmmm..." I say monotonously.
"What's with you?"
"Nothing!" I snap.
Shego scoots further from me on the bench.
"Oookay... whatever..."I hear her mutter.
Truth is, I'm mad.It's not fair, that after all the work I put into myplan,Kim Possible gets to enjoyher prom with that one guy... what'shis name... And I, hated my prom.
My cousin Eddie, set me up with a girl, who bailed come prom night... the girl, not Eddie.
So what did I wind up doing? Nothing. Eddie wound up with a cheerleader and I wound up with nobody.
Dr. Possible was right, I could never get a date.
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I broke us out of the prison two nights after wearrived. Nowwe're home. I haven't seen Drakken in a month. Well, with the exception ofpassing him in the lair and such. The few timesI've seen him, he looks depressed. His doleful black eyes and his heavy sighs are the only sign of life left in him.
I've heard him everynight, moaningand groaning and yelling in his sleep. I think everyone within the next four states can hear him.
After a restless sleep of my own, I wake to a knock on my door. I open it to see Drakken.
"Shego?" he says my name like a question.
"Yeah... I'm here. Are you looking for me, or did you think this was a bathroon?"
A weak smile flashes onto his face. I savor the rare moment of humor I could cause him.
"No... not a bathroom... I was looking for you. Will you walk with me?" he says.
"Sure," I say. "Lemme grab my coat."
I grab my longest coat, hoping no one will notice I'm wearing pajamas underneath it.
I follow Drakken around the block in silence. He leads me back to our porch. He sits on the steps and gestures for me to do the same. I pull up a step next to him.
"Shego," he says after several more minutes of silence. "Do you think I'm evil?"
I close my eyes and sigh. Here we go again.
