Drakken opened a bleary eye to the sound of his blaring alarm clock. His mind instinctively told him to destroy it and go back to sleep, but his body did what it always did; get up, shut off the alarm clock, and get ready for work. It was a routine existence, but at least it was honest.

Drakken plodded to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Staring back at him was a tired, overworked man. Like every morning, Drakken had to give himself a pep talk.

"I am a genius at gardening. No one knows more about daises and fertilizer than me. If I work very hard and stay on the straight and narrow, I will rule the world of gardening!"

From the bathroom counter, Pego looked on approvingly. Drakken turned to his cuddly companion. "Pego, I don't know what's wrong," Drakken sighed. "Usually at this point I'm good to go, but today…maybe I'll just take the day off."

Drakken looked into Pego's beady black eyes. "I know, I know, it's just that…this whole Shego thing has me so upset." Pause. "Yes, I know she's a criminal, but…that's a bit harsh, she may be a little rough around the edges, but…now see here, that was uncalled for! STOP IT!" Drakken grabbed Pego and threw him across the room. The penguin bounced off the wall and landed in the trash.

Drakken blinked a few times. "What am I doing?" He said out loud. "I am not Drew Lipsky of Drew's House of Flowers! I am Dr. Drakken, evil genius!"

He strode confidently across the room and fished Pego out of the trash. "That's right, today I am not going to the flower shop, today I am going to work on an evil scheme to take over the world! What do you think of that!"

Drakken stared at Pego. "You're right!" He cried. "I can't take over the world today! Today's the big half-off sale at the shop! Thanks, Pego, I don't know what I'd do without you!" Drakken tucked Pego into his pocket and hurried out the door.

> > > > >

Itching. The first thing Shego felt when she regained consciousness was itching all over her head. She groaned and tried to raise her hand to scratch, but found she couldn't move her limbs. She opened her eyes and looked around; she was in some kind of hospital room. Shego struggled, but it was no use; she was firmly strapped to a hospital bed, wrists and ankles secured tightly, and straps across her chest and legs for good measure. To make matters worse, to her right were Kim and Ron stuck in the exact same predicament, with several wires attached to their heads with suction cups. Shego wrinkled her brow; to her dismay, she found the source of the itching.

"Possible!" Shego exclaimed. "What happened?"

"I don't know," Kim replied. "I saw a bright yellow light, and then I was knocked to the ground. The next thing I knew, we were here. And to answer your next question, I don't know what's going on!"

"I can answer that, dear," Sunny Dayes said as she walked into the room.

"You…" Shego said. "You're the voice!"

"True," Sunny smiled. "I call it my 'Voice of Reason.' I use it when I put misbehaving miscreants in a time-out."

"Okay, we all know this is the part where you gloat and tell us about your evil plan," Ron said. "But where's Lord Adderley? I mean, this is his show. I think he'll be mad if you start without him."

"That's true, believe me," Shego said. "Besides, I have a few choice words for him."

"I'm afraid that's impossible," Sunny replied. "There is no Lord Adderley."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ron said sympathetically. "When did he…"

"She means there never was a Lord Adderley, dingus!" Shego snapped. "She's been playing us from day one!"

"Guilty," Sunny giggled.

"Okay, I'm confused," Ron said.

"There's a first," Shego muttered, rolling her eyes.

"She means Lord Adderley is a red herring," Kim said.

"Okay, first he's dead, and now he's a fish!" Ron said. "Make up your mind!"

"Allow me to explain," Sunny said. "Many, many years ago there was a troubled young woman named Lucille Anderson. Lying, stealing, cheating at cards…you name it, she did it, and all with a horrible smart-mouthed attitude."

"Sounds like my kind of girl," Shego said.

"Don't interrupt! It's very rude! I HATE RUDE PEOPLE!" Sunny yelled. She suddenly stopped and collected herself. "Sorry, sorry…shouting is not nice, and I…am…nice! I…am…nice!"

Sunny repeated her mantra several more times. Shego and Kim exchanged glances. Finally, Sunny seemed to come around.

"Anyway, where was I?" Sunny asked. "Oh yes…one day Lucille's awful deeds caught up with her, and she found herself before a judge. Her shady lawyer convinced her to plead insanity, and she was shipped off to the Paradise Valley Psychiatric Hospital. Over the course of several years, through intensive therapy, she was reborn! She was released in the summer of 1979 an upright and honest member of society."

"The same year Sunny Dayes appeared," Kim frowned. "Somehow I doubt that's a coincidence."

"You are a smart one," Sunny smiled. "I decided I needed to make a clean break and start over, and I did it with a new name and millions of dollars that were left to me by a fellow patient, Jack Cluster."

"The robe and slippers guy?" Shego asked.

"We were in the same therapy group," Sunny said. "Eventually we struck up a friendship. We spent hours talking about how rotten people are and how we needed more places like Paradise Valley. I guess you could say Jack was the model for Lord Adderley."

"So you used your millions to buy Paradise Valley and turn it into a front for your brainwashing operation." Shego said. "How are you doing it?"

"I'm quite proud of my methods, actually," Sunny replied. "They're the result of twenty years of research. I traveled the world, studying psychology and medicine. I worked with some of the best doctors and therapists. Finally, after much trial and error, I developed a program that combined subliminal suggestion, mind-altering chemicals, visual manipulation…it breaks down an individual's defenses and reprograms them into good and decent people! What once took years of therapy can now be achieved in weeks or even days! Once the formula was perfected, I bought Paradise Valley and spent five years renovating it into the fine institution it is today."

"So how exactly does Lord Adderley fit into all this?" Kim asked.

"Buying Paradise Valley exhausted all of my resources, so I had to find investors," Sunny replied. It's much easier to do when people think you're a rich elderly white man with a pedigree. Plus, no one ever questions what you're doing."

"But the portrait…" Ron said.

"I got it at a garage sale for twenty dollars," Sunny replied.

"And no one got suspicious that Lord Adderley never appeared in public?" Kim asked.

"Of course not," Sunny said. "As his 'assistant' I handled all of his affairs. People expect nothing less from an eccentric old millionaire."

"You know, that is brilliant," Shego said. "A lot better than anything Drakken ever came up with. Need a sidekick?"

"Shego!" Kim said.

"What? Now that Drakken's traded in his death rays for gardening tools I need a new gig!"

"I am not a criminal!" Sunny cried. "Don't you see? I'm trying to rid the world of all the bad people, from the super villains to the people who don't write thank-you notes! Soon everyone will be kind, polite, upstanding members of society!"

"You're not going to get away with this!" Kim said.

"Kimberly, Kimberly, Kimberly," Sunny sighed, shaking her head. "I'm very disappointed in you. I thought we had an understanding."

"What does she mean by that?" Shego asked. Kim cringed.

"Kim and Ron paid me a visit shortly after your Dr. Drakken's stay here. Once I explained to her how we were both good guys with the same goal...making the world a better place...she jumped right on board."

"Is this true?" Shego asked Kim, incredulous. Kim looked at her feet.

"In Kim's defense, Sunny left out a few details," Ron said. "Like that she's COMPLETELY INSANE!"

"Such sass!" Sunny huffed. "That attitude is precisely why the world is such a mess! But not to worry, Aunt Sunny is going to fix you up right!" Sunny shot Shego a dirty look. "Since my conventional methods seem to have failed, I'll have to resort to extreme measures!"

"Omigosh, she's giving us a lobotomy!" Ron cried.

"Of course not! That's barbaric!" Sunny said. "I'm just going to give you round after round of electroshock therapy until you're fixed!"

"You can't be serious!" Kim gasped.

"Hey, it worked wonders for me when I was a patient," Sunny replied. "Trust me, you'll thank me when it's over."

Sunny moved over to a switch on the wall and flipped it without hesitation. Shego, Kim and Ron braced themselves, but nothing happened. Sunny flipped the switch several times but got the same effect.

"Oh dear," Sunny sighed. "I guess we missed a few wires when we made repairs to the computer Shego damaged. Back in a jif!" With a cheery wave, Sunny left.

"Shego, can you burn through the restraints?" Kim asked.

"What? You're asking me, a common criminal, for help?" Shego asked. "Not the high and mighty Kim Possible!"

"Shego, not now!" Kim snapped.

"I mean, you can't be asking me for help because you're Kim Possible! You can do anything! You're a princess! You're…"

"I'm not perfect, okay?" Kim said. "I've learned my lesson! Brainwashing is wrong no matter who's doing it to who! Satisfied?"

"Very," Shego smiled. "And no, I can't burn through the restraints, I've already tried. Don't you have some high-tech gadget that could do it?"

"I did, but Sunny took all of my gadgets, along with my communicator."

Shego looked at Ron. "What about your bald rodent-thingie?"

"Rufus is at home," Ron replied. "Poor little guy has a cold."

"Perfect!" Shego exclaimed. "The ONE time I need you to pull off one of those annoying last minute escapes…now we're going to be fried and we don't even have a dumb animal to save us!"

Suddenly the door swung open and Senior Senior Junior walked in. "Oh, I am sorry, I was looking for the Tonga Room." He turned to leave.

"JUNIOR!" Shego yelled. Junior froze. "Get over here and untie us!"

Junior hurried over and undid Shego's restraints, and then the two of them freed Kim and Ron. "May I go now?" Junior asked. "I am missing happy hour!"

"Junior, how long have you been staying here?" Kim asked.

"He came with me," Shego said. "But I left three weeks ago! Don't tell me you've been here the whole time!"

"I cannot leave!" Junior replied. "I cannot go back to father and his insanity! Here I am pampered and doted on around the clock! Here my world makes sense!"

"Sorry, Junior, but we're shutting this place down," Kim said.

"No!" Junior cried frantically. "You can't! I won't let you!" He pulled a small device out of his pocket and pointed it at the others. Shego leaped forward and knocked it out of his hand.

"Junior! Get a grip!" Shego snapped. "Paradise Valley is the reason your father is giving away all of his money! If we destroy it, he'll go back to normal and you can go home without fear of having to live like a boring, average, middle-class slob!" She turned to Kim and Ron. "No offense."

"None taken," Kim said dryly.

"Oh," Junior blinked. "In that case, I am truly sorry."

"Forget it," Shego said. "I'm used to having weapons pointed at me."

"That wasn't a weapon," Junior said. "That was my service button. Miss Dayes gave it to me in case I ever needed her assistance."

"Naughty, naughty," Sunny's voice crackled over the intercom.

Suddenly several panels in the ceiling slid open and laser cannons popped out, all pointing at them. The tips of the lasers glowed bright yellow. This time, however, Kim and Shego were ready; they grabbed Ron and Junior and dodged the blasts. The cannons continued to fire, forcing the four of them to tap-dance as the blasts hit inches away from their feet, until Shego managed to take out the cannons with several blasts of her own. With the path now clear, the four of them ran out the door.

"YOU CAN'T ESCAPE!" Sunny's angry voice called after them. "NO ONE LEAVES PARADISE VALLEY UNTIL THEY'RE FIXED!"

TBC…