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Shego let nature wake her again this untimely morning. Her emerald eyes had lost their sheen. It was hardly time for her to be awake but her body told her it was. She got out of bed in a motion and tried to stand on her seemingly weak and frail ankles. Lately, she felt like all she could do was lie down. 'I can't be sick again, can I? I only just recovered from my last cold.' That thought cued the first distress signal of the day. She scrambled down the hall and into the lavatory. She closed and locked the door where she disposed of her stomach containments.
Shego moaned miserably. That was revolting. She hated doing this and she had been doing a lot of it lately. Five whole days now. There was a sharp knock on the door. Perfect. Here she was, head over the toilet bowl and someone had to come knocking! "What do you want?!" She shouted more pissed-off than usual. It was probably some stupid henchman. "Shego?" The voice was that of her boss. She groaned, wonderful, Drakken wouldn't want to hear that she had gotten sick again. Shego didn't respond to him. Another lock, a bit louder and bolder than before. "Shego, are you alright? I heard you get up." Shego grunted. She was not alright, she felt like dying. "F-fine." Shego managed as cheerfully as possible. "Can I get you something to eat?" This got Shego's attention. Shego lifted her head from the toilet and answered. "Yeah, please." "What do you want?" What did she want? This morning she felt absolutely ravenous. She'd settle for everything. "Three fried eggs, two pieces of toast, bacon, hash brown, sausage and fresh pineapple juice. Got it? Could you make waffles too?" Drakken stammered, "I t-think s-so. Are you sure you're alright? You're very peculiar." Shego sighed and didn't answer. She kneeled at the toilet waiting for the second round.
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Shego awkwardly stumbled into the dining room. Drakken gazed over his paper to see who had come in. "Good morning Shego. You're breakfast is all ready. You might have to re-heat it." Drakken told her as she tasted the eggs. Drakken waited for Shego to spit it out but however, Shego didn't say a word, for she feared it might come out wrong. She got up and placed in the microwave. "Listen, yesterday I don't think you gave your best effort with Kim Possible. I want you to work with the Kim hologram today." Shego simply nodded without complaint and removed her sizzling plate from the microwave. It took Shego a second to realize it was hot, she dropped the plate and it shattered all over the floor. "What a mess. I'll go get a broom." Shego mumbled. Drakken nodded and remarked, "You'd better."
Groggily, Shego found a broom and dragged it into the kitchen. The image of the broken plate almost seemed to blur in front of her. 'Focus. Focus.' What was really pathetic was, she had tried her best with Kim the other day. She had worked every single muscle in her body at what had seemed like her fullest potential. Kim left her breathless while she had barely broke a sweat. Was she slipping? She didn't want to think about that possibility. Shego casually swept the pieces into a pile. 'Now I just have to vacuum them up.' Shego started out to retrieve the vacuum cleaner from the closet. Suddenly she heard a thump and everything went dark.
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"Shego?"
"SHEGO!!!"
"Shego get up!!!"
Shego felt a pain intrude her head and she realized that she could see again. As things cleared she noticed Drakken was hovering over her. She blinked. "Intruding much?" Shego asked staring at him. "Shego, you just collapsed on the floor." Drakken reported to her with a certain shock in his voice. Shego's image was clear now. She sat up. "Huh?" Shego rubbed her head and realized that she was in fact lying on Drakken's kitchen floor. He was kneeling nearby her with shaking hands. She hadn't even made it to the closet. She had fainted a few steps from where she had been standing. "I did faint didn't I?" Shego struggled to get to her feet. Everything seemed like a chore these days. Drakken walked her to a chair and asked one of his henchman to make Shego some more food. The henchman shrugged and began to beat some extra eggs.
"Shego won't you tell me what's wrong?" "Nothing. Nothing at all." "Are you sick?" 'Damn. He guessed it.' Shego nodded and poured herself some pineapple juice. Drakken rubbed his chin. "Again?" "Yeah." "What symptoms?" Drakken asked. He was pretending he was a medical doctor again. Good old Drakken. She decided to tell him anyway, sometimes Drakken could be smart, wasn't very often though. "Well, I've been throwing up, and really, really hungry and I just fainted on your kitchen floor." "Throwing up . . ." Drakken was taking notes on his clipboard with enthusiasm. Shego nodded and shrugged. That was it. Now that she had thought about it. She really didn't have it that bad. I mean, she knew her sickness was getting her out of fighting Drakken's Kim hologram. That was a plus. But yet, something inside told her she should be a bit more concerned about her condition than she already was. It was trying to give her a dim reminder of something she had forgotten.
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(Notes: How do you all like the first chapter? More to come. Just stick with me. I have lots of other fan fictions too.)
Shego let nature wake her again this untimely morning. Her emerald eyes had lost their sheen. It was hardly time for her to be awake but her body told her it was. She got out of bed in a motion and tried to stand on her seemingly weak and frail ankles. Lately, she felt like all she could do was lie down. 'I can't be sick again, can I? I only just recovered from my last cold.' That thought cued the first distress signal of the day. She scrambled down the hall and into the lavatory. She closed and locked the door where she disposed of her stomach containments.
Shego moaned miserably. That was revolting. She hated doing this and she had been doing a lot of it lately. Five whole days now. There was a sharp knock on the door. Perfect. Here she was, head over the toilet bowl and someone had to come knocking! "What do you want?!" She shouted more pissed-off than usual. It was probably some stupid henchman. "Shego?" The voice was that of her boss. She groaned, wonderful, Drakken wouldn't want to hear that she had gotten sick again. Shego didn't respond to him. Another lock, a bit louder and bolder than before. "Shego, are you alright? I heard you get up." Shego grunted. She was not alright, she felt like dying. "F-fine." Shego managed as cheerfully as possible. "Can I get you something to eat?" This got Shego's attention. Shego lifted her head from the toilet and answered. "Yeah, please." "What do you want?" What did she want? This morning she felt absolutely ravenous. She'd settle for everything. "Three fried eggs, two pieces of toast, bacon, hash brown, sausage and fresh pineapple juice. Got it? Could you make waffles too?" Drakken stammered, "I t-think s-so. Are you sure you're alright? You're very peculiar." Shego sighed and didn't answer. She kneeled at the toilet waiting for the second round.
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Shego awkwardly stumbled into the dining room. Drakken gazed over his paper to see who had come in. "Good morning Shego. You're breakfast is all ready. You might have to re-heat it." Drakken told her as she tasted the eggs. Drakken waited for Shego to spit it out but however, Shego didn't say a word, for she feared it might come out wrong. She got up and placed in the microwave. "Listen, yesterday I don't think you gave your best effort with Kim Possible. I want you to work with the Kim hologram today." Shego simply nodded without complaint and removed her sizzling plate from the microwave. It took Shego a second to realize it was hot, she dropped the plate and it shattered all over the floor. "What a mess. I'll go get a broom." Shego mumbled. Drakken nodded and remarked, "You'd better."
Groggily, Shego found a broom and dragged it into the kitchen. The image of the broken plate almost seemed to blur in front of her. 'Focus. Focus.' What was really pathetic was, she had tried her best with Kim the other day. She had worked every single muscle in her body at what had seemed like her fullest potential. Kim left her breathless while she had barely broke a sweat. Was she slipping? She didn't want to think about that possibility. Shego casually swept the pieces into a pile. 'Now I just have to vacuum them up.' Shego started out to retrieve the vacuum cleaner from the closet. Suddenly she heard a thump and everything went dark.
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"Shego?"
"SHEGO!!!"
"Shego get up!!!"
Shego felt a pain intrude her head and she realized that she could see again. As things cleared she noticed Drakken was hovering over her. She blinked. "Intruding much?" Shego asked staring at him. "Shego, you just collapsed on the floor." Drakken reported to her with a certain shock in his voice. Shego's image was clear now. She sat up. "Huh?" Shego rubbed her head and realized that she was in fact lying on Drakken's kitchen floor. He was kneeling nearby her with shaking hands. She hadn't even made it to the closet. She had fainted a few steps from where she had been standing. "I did faint didn't I?" Shego struggled to get to her feet. Everything seemed like a chore these days. Drakken walked her to a chair and asked one of his henchman to make Shego some more food. The henchman shrugged and began to beat some extra eggs.
"Shego won't you tell me what's wrong?" "Nothing. Nothing at all." "Are you sick?" 'Damn. He guessed it.' Shego nodded and poured herself some pineapple juice. Drakken rubbed his chin. "Again?" "Yeah." "What symptoms?" Drakken asked. He was pretending he was a medical doctor again. Good old Drakken. She decided to tell him anyway, sometimes Drakken could be smart, wasn't very often though. "Well, I've been throwing up, and really, really hungry and I just fainted on your kitchen floor." "Throwing up . . ." Drakken was taking notes on his clipboard with enthusiasm. Shego nodded and shrugged. That was it. Now that she had thought about it. She really didn't have it that bad. I mean, she knew her sickness was getting her out of fighting Drakken's Kim hologram. That was a plus. But yet, something inside told her she should be a bit more concerned about her condition than she already was. It was trying to give her a dim reminder of something she had forgotten.
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(Notes: How do you all like the first chapter? More to come. Just stick with me. I have lots of other fan fictions too.)