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Chapter 7
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Drakken gulped. He had forgotten to refuel the helicopter. He looked down at the fuel gage. The small red needle pointed to the dreaded word,empty. He was doomed. How could he tell Shego? She was counting on him to get her off the island, and to some medical attention!
"So?" Asked Shego impatiently, "What's the hold up?"
"Well..." Drakken said slowly, "We are sort of...kind of..."
"Yes?" Shego persisted, wanting to get a move on.
Fine. Thought Drakken, I'll say it straight out. "Well Shego, I have some bad news." He continued, this time faster than before. "We are, well, out of gas."
Shego raised an eyebrow at him, not believing the words that he had just said. "Seriously, do you expect me to believe that you are that stupid NOT TO REFUEL THE HELICOPTER BEFORE YOU LEFT?" She was yelling now. Stupidity made her furious.
"Shego, Shego, calm down!" Drakken said soothingly, rubbing Shego's arm to try and calm her down.
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" Shego screeched louder than a person who had just been through trauma was expected to scream. "AND GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" She added, punching him hard in the stomach.
She jumped out of the helicopter and ran, unsteadily, as fast as she could. Until she suddenly felt sick... and vomited in the bushes. Then she fell down. Wishing she would die.
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An hour later Drakken found her.
She was laying on her back, eyes half-closed, and her face was as white as a ghost.
Drakken had saw that she had been sick, and he cleaned her up with the towel quickly, then carried her back to the helicopter and lay her out across the seats.
She was aware of what was happening. Drakken knew this much, so he kept his distance. He had studied medical stuff back in school, and he knew that Shego was in shock.
He gave her awhile to rest and gain back some of her strength, and then sat her up and scooted in the helicopter with her.
Shego turned her head away from Drakken, and avoided eye contact at all cost. "Shego?" Drakken started, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Talk about what?" asked Shego, getting a little angry.
"Junior."
"What about Junior?"
"I know something's up Shego." Drakken persisted. "I know you are in shock from all this, but, I can't help feeling you're distressed about something else. Is it the fact that Junior's gone, Shego? C'mon, lets talk. I'm here. You can get it all out."
"It's NOT JUNIOR." said Shego angrily. "I'm FINE without him. I can cope. I guess I've just been feeling off lately, that's all. It's NOTHING TO DO WITH JUNIOR!"
"OK Shego, I just thought I'd check." Drakken said, scooting back, away from Shego, so she could not hurt him.
He decided to end the conversation there.
He had tried to help Shego, yet she didn't seem to want helping, and it didn't help that they were all alone on an un-charted island.
They would need food, and water! They had to survive! But how?
He turned to Shego to see that she had fallen asleep. She must be exhausted, he thought. He had to get her something to eat and drink.
So he set of on a mission...a mission to survive!
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Chapter 7
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Drakken gulped. He had forgotten to refuel the helicopter. He looked down at the fuel gage. The small red needle pointed to the dreaded word,empty. He was doomed. How could he tell Shego? She was counting on him to get her off the island, and to some medical attention!
"So?" Asked Shego impatiently, "What's the hold up?"
"Well..." Drakken said slowly, "We are sort of...kind of..."
"Yes?" Shego persisted, wanting to get a move on.
Fine. Thought Drakken, I'll say it straight out. "Well Shego, I have some bad news." He continued, this time faster than before. "We are, well, out of gas."
Shego raised an eyebrow at him, not believing the words that he had just said. "Seriously, do you expect me to believe that you are that stupid NOT TO REFUEL THE HELICOPTER BEFORE YOU LEFT?" She was yelling now. Stupidity made her furious.
"Shego, Shego, calm down!" Drakken said soothingly, rubbing Shego's arm to try and calm her down.
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" Shego screeched louder than a person who had just been through trauma was expected to scream. "AND GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" She added, punching him hard in the stomach.
She jumped out of the helicopter and ran, unsteadily, as fast as she could. Until she suddenly felt sick... and vomited in the bushes. Then she fell down. Wishing she would die.
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An hour later Drakken found her.
She was laying on her back, eyes half-closed, and her face was as white as a ghost.
Drakken had saw that she had been sick, and he cleaned her up with the towel quickly, then carried her back to the helicopter and lay her out across the seats.
She was aware of what was happening. Drakken knew this much, so he kept his distance. He had studied medical stuff back in school, and he knew that Shego was in shock.
He gave her awhile to rest and gain back some of her strength, and then sat her up and scooted in the helicopter with her.
Shego turned her head away from Drakken, and avoided eye contact at all cost. "Shego?" Drakken started, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Talk about what?" asked Shego, getting a little angry.
"Junior."
"What about Junior?"
"I know something's up Shego." Drakken persisted. "I know you are in shock from all this, but, I can't help feeling you're distressed about something else. Is it the fact that Junior's gone, Shego? C'mon, lets talk. I'm here. You can get it all out."
"It's NOT JUNIOR." said Shego angrily. "I'm FINE without him. I can cope. I guess I've just been feeling off lately, that's all. It's NOTHING TO DO WITH JUNIOR!"
"OK Shego, I just thought I'd check." Drakken said, scooting back, away from Shego, so she could not hurt him.
He decided to end the conversation there.
He had tried to help Shego, yet she didn't seem to want helping, and it didn't help that they were all alone on an un-charted island.
They would need food, and water! They had to survive! But how?
He turned to Shego to see that she had fallen asleep. She must be exhausted, he thought. He had to get her something to eat and drink.
So he set of on a mission...a mission to survive!
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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