Writer's Note: First of all, I would like to thank everyone who has given me reviews. They

give me the fuel to go on. I would also like to thank Yuri Sisterble for her keen corrections.

Yes, I stated Ron's, and Liz's eyes 'blue', when they actually are 'brown'.

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"Mom was serious when she said I'll have bean curd for the rest of my life..."

Drew grumbled in disgust as he opened up his lunch: two loafs of tofu.

Liz offered to give half of the sandwich her father packed for her, but Drew simply refused.

"Hey, that's your lunch. You keep it. Besides, I earned this tofu."

Drew shoved a bite in his mouth and moved his tounge around. It really wasn't that bad;

it was a bit like tastless jello.

"How is the tofu?"

"... Hard to tell... It sort of tastes like... tofu."

That was obvious. Liz decided to change the subject, as it seemed that Drew didn't have

any intentions to talk anything interesting about his lunch anymore.

"How is your house coming up, then?"

"Almost back up. Dad's robots and the ones your dad lended to us from GJ R&D are working

quite well. They did seal up my underground lair, though..."

Drew gulped his tofu with a disappointed face. Liz couldn't figure out if the face was due to

the tofu or the sealing up of his old lair, but one thing was for certain, he wasn't happy.

She handed the half of her sandwich one more time, feeling that she ought to cheer him up

someway.

"Final offer. And from the looks of you, I advise you take it."

Drew looked at the sandwich once, and gave his two loafs of tofu a glance too.

Eventually, Drew indulged to Liz's offer and took the sandwich, with a quick thank you, and

stuffed it into his mouth. He only took three chews, then swallowed the whole thing.

"Ah, food! Stuff you can chew on and feel some taste!"

Liz just smiled as she saw the felicity her sandwich was giving to her new official 'sidekick'.

Because she already finished her part of the lunch, she reached out to try some of Drew's.

She took a bit from a loaf, and put it in her mouth. She swallowed. Then, she really felt sorry

for Drew.

Episode 3 "The thing with Guys and their big noisy Toys." -part 1-

-Flash back-

The Lipskys are all seated on the kitchen table. A younger Shego is trying to feed a very younger

Drew Lipsky Jr. a spoonful of green beans.

"Now, baby. Let's just try a bite, eh? Come on, take a bite for mommy"

"No wike bweens."

Jr. wasn't cooperating.

"Come on, Drew. Beans are good for you. Mommy promises to give Drewy a nice cookie if Drewy

eats these beans for mommy. What do you say, huh? Do we have a deal?"

"No wike bweens."

"OK, that's it. I give. You try."

A frustrated Shego handed the spoon of beans to her husband. Her husband took the spoon, thought

a while, then cooed his son with a singy song voice.

"Oh, come on Drewy! What do you mean you don't like beans? You LOVED beans! Why, you

ate bowls and bowls of beans when you were younger! Don't you remember?"

Jr. seemed to be coming over.

"Oh... Oh yeah! I wemember!"

"That's right! You Like Beans!"

"Yeah! I wike Bweens!"

Draken eagerly put the spoon full of beans in front of his son. All he needed to do now was

take a bite out of it.

"... But I dont wike theese bweens."

Shego slaped her face. Draken pounded his head on the table.

-End of Flash back-

"Yup, Jr. sure hated his beans."

Shego mumbled in a dreamlike state as she socked another one of Dementor's henchmen.

"...And that's why you packed him tofu for lunch today?"

"Hey, why not, princess? The kid has to learn that he can't get away every time he wrecks the

house or attempts a world domination scheme, doesn't he?"

Kim round-housed a henchman who was just about to lay a punch at Shego. Shego had the

honors to finish him of with a blaze of green conflagration. Three henchmen charged at the

two. Shego gave a evil smile as she shot some more flames and knocked the three of the

high-walk.

"Draken seems to do pretty good in the normal world now, right?"

"Yeah. The guy has the brains. It's just that he wasn't using them on the proper arena."

Dr. Draken, currently known as simply Drew Lipsky senior, had retired the evil world dominator

occupation for quite a while now. He was convinced by his wife after their marriage (Concerning some

glowing green flames and a lot of physical pain) to ditch his old vocation and start something

more promising and securing for the family's sake. After several failures, he finally got a proper

job at his old college's place, the Middleton Space Center.

"So, -ugfh- planning anything after this?"

Kim asked as she slammed a henchman to the floor and whacked another with her elbows.

"I don't know. Why, you want to do something?"

"Just asking."

Shego and Kim rushed up the stairs until they reached the highest level: where Dementor

and his new toy was waiting for them.

"Ha! You var all too LATE! Zoon, my Pandimenzional Vortex Diztrupter Cannon, verzion 2001, iz..."

"Yeah, what ever."

Shego simply blasted the remote that probably was the main controls for Dementor's new doomsday weapon.

Keeping the tempo alive, she went straight for the real thing: the cannon itself.

Even before Dementor could finish his sentence, his weapon was virtually trashed and no longer

operational.

"... vhy did you hav to do that? I mean, I didn't even tell you vhat city I vas going to blow up firzt! I didn't

even get to uze my evil red flazh light thingy yet! You didn't even hear my evil planz or my demandz!"

Dementor jumped up and down and made tantrums. He pulled out his red flashlight and smashed it on

the floor, wailing that Shego was unsophisticated and unsensible. He also muttered something about

her breaking the rules or something similar.

Shego just stared at him with pitiful eyes. Not the sympathetic type of pitiful eyes, but the 'oh, you are

so god-damn stupid I could puke' type of pitiful eyes.

"Hey, look. Save it for the guys at therapy in the mental hospital or something, OK?"

Kim cuffed the still-wailing Dementor and let the GJ agents who arrived soon after to take over the situation.

"You vait and zee, Kim Pozzible! You haven't zeen the lazt ov Profezzor Dementor! I zhall have my revenze

on you and... and..."

Dementor paused for a while just before he was taken in to the GJ Jet.

"... Dr. Draken'z ex-ZideKick!"

Shego excused herself to the two GJ members who were taking Dementor custody, and beat the living hell

out of Dementor before she finally let the jet take the professor away.

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Meanwhile, at the Middleton Space Center, Draken was about to have his own problems when the wall on

his left suddenly came crashing down. A gigantic drilling machine made a hole on the facility and stormed

in right to his research lab. The top lid of the machine opened, and...

"... Ed? ED? What the heck are you doing here, and what's the idea of wrecking my R&D lab!"

"Whoa, dude. Chill out, like, seriously. Man, what are you doing here, dude? Like, seriously."

"I WORK HERE!"

"Oh... you work here, man? Seriously..."

That was when a boy, tall and quite hansome, with the same blonde hair his father had, sticked his head out

of the drill.

"Like, come on dad, seriously. We gotta hurry."

"Yeah, Al. You go ahead and do your stuff that you do thingy, while pops and uncle D do some man-talk, OK?"

"OK, seriously."

The boy jumped out of the drill and hurried off to somewhere.

"Like, so, you know Al, right? I mean, we sent you his picture when he was born or some junk."

"... THAT is that little guy on the photo?"

"Yep, seriously. It must be the vitamins they feed'em these days. Grows up like spark plugs."

Ed suddenly came up real close to Draken, and stared at his face.

"Wh, what?"

"Hey, dude. You eat'in alright these days? You sorta lost your blue stuff, seriously."

"Yeah, well... Don't worry, I'm eatting fine."

"Uh huh, well, the Mrs. and Jr. doing fine, too?"
"Sure, they are all fine... except that Jr. sort of blew our house down."

"Whoa, seriously..."

Draken suddenly looked somewhat pleased.

"He attempted his first world dommination scheme yesterday."

"Hey, really? I mean, seriously, you must be proud, man."

"Yes, just like his old man! He made a Seismic Pulse Emmiter!"

"... Huh...?"

"A earthquake machine."

"Oh... huh?"

Ed suddenly gave a wicked smile.

"Ha, earthquake machine? Like, that's like, a neenerneener phoo-phoo, man."

"What?"

"My little Al's scheme is major air guitar, man! Yeahyeah! Like, seriously."

"What do YOU know about world dommination schemes!"

The two were at the verge of fighting, when Al came up to his father with a very weird looking sphere

shining in a deep, crimson glow.

"Pops, like, seriously, lets go already! I already got the freaky core thingy!"

"Huh, you did?"

Ed instantly lost his aggresiveness, and looked back at Draken with a sorry look.

"Hey, dude, I'd love to stay and chat, but seriously, the kid says he's gotta go..."

"Um, OK..."

"I'll call ya latter, 'K?"

"...'K..."

Motor Ed and his son, Al, abruptly disappeared just as they first appeared, in their weird looking drill

contraption. It was moments after they have gone that Draken realized what has just happened.

"Oh, man... SECURITY!"