Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. Since this story is set twenty-plus years later, all the characters under twenty-five years of age are mine.

Flo stayed the night at Go Tower. They had a room ready for her too. It was a good thing she was already used to the color pink.

She called her parents before bed, and told them of her day and her 'new' uncles.

"Are you going to be a superhero now?" asked Mom.

"Well, that wouldn't be much of a jump from special agent to superhero, Dear," Dad pointed out.

"I hadn't thought about it, Mom," said Flo. "I'll let you know if it happens."

As she settled into bed, Flo wished she had brought a toothbrush, or bedclothes, or Cuddlekins. That little green rabbit had gotten her through a lot.

The following morning, she rose late and showered first thing. She wished she had new clothes to change into. There was the Go suit...

No. Halloween isn't for months. She should get dressed and go shopping.

Flo was barely back in her T-shirt and jeans when thunder struck - while the sun was shining in her window?

Flo looked out the window. Some sort of large vehicle was hovering just off the island and smoke was billowing up from the first floor!

Flo ran out of her room while trying to rack her brain as to who would attack Go Tower and why.

When Flo reached the first floor, she paused before entering the grand room. She could see her uncles lying on the floor, defeated.

Then she saw Dr. Drakken. With him was some girl with a blonde mohawk, a yellow poodle skirt - and leather studded accessories? She was obviously a fashion criminal even before Drakken got to her.

Flo watched as the two of them each seemed to be drawing the red glow out of each of the twins.

"Look what I can do, Drakky" the girl said as two red, glowing duplicates of her appeared at each of her flanks.

"As can I, Bopper" He made a single red clone next to him.

"Oh, but I think I know some real fun we can have with this power," Bopper grinned as her copies both walked up to his and gave it a kiss on both cheeks at once.

"That is an intriguing thought," Drakken laughed.

Flo had a few thoughts of her own. She'd never met Dr. Drakken. She didn't know a great deal about him. His files said that he was a mad scientist wanting to take over the world. He escaped prison just after she joined Global Justice nearly a year ago. This was the first anyone had heard of him since then.

"So" said Bopper, "what do we do with them now?"

"That's all of them," said Drakken. "Toss them out so we can settle into our new crib."

Of course, they don't know about Flo. This started ideas brewing in Flo's head.

Bopper picked up the limp Hego with a blue glowing hand. "Gladly," She threw Hego out the gaping hole in the back wall and into the waters of Go Bay. She then did the same to the others.

Bopper then relaxed in the blue chair, "Hey, Dr. D."

"Yes, Bopper" Drakken responded. "These seats are quite nice aren't they?" He leaned back in the purple one.

"Whose is that one?" Bopper pointed at the pink chair.

"Oh," he said lightly, "some second string rube they saw on TV with a glow like theirs." He waved at the chair as if to shoo it away. "They don't even know who he is."

"I hope it's not a guy," She giggled. "But they made a chair anyway?" Bopper found this odd.

Drakken seemed ready to nod off to sleep. "Far too trusting, if you ask me," He yawned. "They keep expecting Shego to come back, too."

"What about the hole, Doc?" asked Bopper.

Drakken opened one sleepy eye, "You're super strong, now." He closed his eyes again. "Why don't you patch that up?"

"Okay," Bopper said eagerly. She then walked over to the wall and started moving large pieces of rubble.

Flo thanked dumb luck that they hadn't noticed her yet. She slipped back upstairs and made her way toward the roof. She had to contact Global Justice.

Any use of the Go Tower's system could alert Drakken to her presence. Flo felt like punishing herself for not having at least a mobile phone. As an agent, she'd never needed one. But now that she was on leave, she didn't have any agency equipment. She resolved then never to leave G.J. headquarters without a communicator, even when off duty. Once on the roof, Flo flew over to Go City. To a phone.