Author's Note: Don't you love the holidays? I do! Read, review, ENJOY!
Red and Green for Christmas, Blue and Green for Love
By Lil' Slugger24
Chapter Five
Drakken placed his arm through the final hole of the coat and shook it once so it would fall into position on his shoulders. The black looked glossy in the light of the lair as he leaned against the wall for some self-reassurance.
"You can do this…" he muttered to only himself.
"Do what?" Shego asked as she walked into the room. She wore her thick green leather jacket and pulled her gloves tightly over her slender fingers.
"Uh… um… I can make a snowman?" Drakken questioned. It was meant as a statement but his voice cracked near the end of the sentence so it's punctuation changed.
"Well, I should hope so." Shego giggled. "Rolling a ball of snow on the ground to make it bigger… can't get much more self explanatory than that."
Drakken psychologically punched himself in the mouth for making a fool of himself this early. No matter the situation, there was still a question on his mind.
"Shego, why did you ask me if I wanted to make a snowman last night?" he squeaked, this time in correct context of grammar.
Shego placed her hands on her hips and looked up, not to roll her eyes, but to avoid eye contact with the doctor.
"You know, I was wondering the same thing…" Shego thoughtfully said. "I guess it was just something to do, you know?"
Drakken also turned his stare away from the woman. He was tired of getting his hopes up, only to have them shot down. "Let's go. I'm ready." Drakken said shortly. He didn't want to speak for to long or the hurt in his voice would show.
"Right behind you, Dr D." Shego piped. She was rather excited with the event about to take place.
The two walked out into the snow. A light flurry gently glided from the sky above. The cold was biting but bearable. Drakken stretched and breathed deep the cold air.
"Wow, I feel invigorated!" Drakken announced. He picked up the soft substance beneath his feet and played with it in his hand. "This stuff is quite amazing."
"Snow..." Shego said with a flat voice. "Brings back a lot of memories…"
"Like what?" Drakken muffled through a mouthful of the powdery ice crystals.
"Being a kid…" Shego inflamed her hands gently, the green heat flowing freely around her fingers, "Being normal…"
Drakken swallowed the snow that had now become water and turned to Shego. "You know, Shego, I was once young… I miss it a lot. As well as being normal, having friends, I even miss my old skin color." Drakken laughed. "But normal isn't the best. People like us, we aren't normal. Do you have any idea the moral laws of villainy we are breaking just standing in the snow? I could not begin to describe the fabrics of reality being molded here. But that's okay. I miss being normal, but I don't want to be normal. And, if you ask me, you shouldn't want to be normal either…"
Drakken realized that he was contradicting villain law by wanting to be with Shego. He hadn't thought about how against the code that was, but he didn't care. He was trying to make Shego feel better, not comfort himself.
Shego put out her hands and looked up at the doctor who had turned away. Shego smiled to herself when she got a funny feeling just looking at the man. 'I am going to have to write about this in my journal,' she thought. Shego stood and tapped Drakken on the shoulder.
"Where do you want to put the him?" Shego asked. Her tone was normal but her hormones were bouncing around and causing strange feelings inside of her stomach.
"Who?" Drakken stupidly questioned.
Shego rolled her eyes. "Duh, the snowman."
"Hmm… that's a good question… What about by the window? You know, so you can see it when you want?" Drakken suggested. He cringed inside in case Shego hated the idea.
"That's actually a good place for it…" Shego said.
Drakken and Shego got to work with making the bottom of the snow creature. They started too far from the actual placement of the snowman's buttocks. They had to struggle the final few feet to roll the snow boulder into position.
They continued with making the torso and the head of the man of snow. Occasionally, the two would procrastinate. On several occasions, snowball fights broke out. Drakken and Shego chased one another around the yard for hours on end until they finally finished building the giant man made of snow. They completed with adding the arms and the scarf. They used a carrot for the nose and Shego wielded the pieces together with the heat of her hands.
"Not to shabby if I do say so myself." Drakken smiled as he admired their work.
Shego grinned. "I like it. What should we name it?"
"You name these things?" Drakken asked with sheer amusement.
"Yeah… Didn't you ever make a snowman as a kid?" Shego questioned.
"Actually, I don't believe I did…" Drakken said, sinking his neck into his coat. He didn't have many friends as a child and didn't like to get on the subject.
"Forget about it." Shego said quickly. She didn't want to make the doctor unhappy. After all, they had had a pretty fun day together. "What do you think we should name it?" she restated.
Drakken placed his hand on his face, thinking hard. His face lit up when he had an idea. "I've got it! Dr. Shekken!"
Shego rolled her eyes and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Do me a favor and don't try to fuse our names together ever again, okay?"
Drakken smirked apologetically and replied, "I thought it sounded really cool."
"Yeah, well what you think is 'cool,' is not 'cool.'" Shego air-quoted. "What about Hank?" Shego suggested. She remembered how much Drakken loved Snowman Hank, the friendly snowman who was included in the Christmas rotation.
Drakken took it into consideration. "I like it! It really brings back memories of when it was still on... Before that extreme stunt show canceled it!"
Shego grinned. "Good. Let's head inside. I can't feel my feet anymore. We'll make some hot cocoa and then I think I'm going to catch some sleep." Drakken followed his love into the lair and went into the kitchen to both warm up and make hot chocolate for the two of them.
After the two had finished their hot drink, Shego did as she said she would and went up to her room for bed.
"Good night, Drakken." Shego said, stopping before the hallway to bid farewell to the blue man.
"Good night, Shego…" the doctor trailed. After Shego was long out of sight and ear-range, he muttered to himself, "I love you…"
Drakken hung his head low as he looked to the clock on the wall. 8:00 p.m. Only four more hours till Christmas. He should have been the most happy he had been in a long time. He had just played with the woman he loved in the snow for hours on end. Instead, he sat with his head down, wishing he could be with that woman in the snow he loved so dearly, even though he knew it wasn't possible.
Shego walked into her room, closed, and finally locked her door. She wanted to write in her journal before falling asleep and didn't want to be disturbed. A lot had been on her mind lately and she figured that if she got it all out on paper, she could review the facts and figure out a solution.
Shego grabbed her book of secrets and placed it on her desk. She then pulled her chair out and sat down, only to stand up when she felt something other than the chair's fabric touch the seat of her pants. She glanced down and saw a black velvet box where there should have been unoccupied space.
"What in the…" Shego trailed quizzically. She picked up the small box and carefully opened it to reveal its contents. Upon seeing the sight, she shrieked with excitement.
"Whoa…" Shego squealed. "It's beautiful! I can't believe this!" Shego rushed out of her room to show Drakken her newly acquired gift.