For a while, Shego was no less than a nightmare. She was constantly either trying to kill him or crying over the least little thing. Drakken learned to stay out of her way when she was angry, so things weren't all that bad.
One night, though, any pattern that might've been formed was broken. Once again Drakken was in the lab and once again Shego snuck up on him. This time she didn't even have to say anything, only poked him in the back to get his attention.

"Hey, your failed experiment's kicking."

"So? It's a baby. It's…supposed to." As usual he displayed the sensitivity of a toothpick. Shego rolled her eyes and resisted a strong urge to punch him.

"C'mere."

"Why?"

"Just come here, okay?"

"O…kay." He raised an eyebrow and moved beside her. Right away she grabbed his hand and put it on her belly. "What the…?"

"Shut up and feel this." Again he just went along with it. This time, though, he was fueled by curiosity. He felt a kick, then looked at his hand. This had to be the weirdest moment of his life, but it was soon to be topped. Shego watched him through it all with a small smile on her face. It surprised her but she was starting to think Drakken wouldn't be all that bad at being a "daddy".

That's what the kid'll need, Shego realized. A father figure. And that was exactly what Drakken was trying to be. Perfect.

She just didn't get it. The whole incident was all his fault. She had every right to hate his guts for it. But… right now, she didn't. Hate was the farthest thing from her mind. She was the type of person to act on her moods. In a case like this, though, there wasn't much she could do. Well…besides to kiss him. But was that even a good idea? Why not? She was already pregnant, not like anything worse could happen. Nothing to lose.

She caught him off guard, his eyes still glued to his hand with a look of genuine fascination. She grabbed him, pulled his face closer to hers, and kissed him. At first Drakken was shocked, his eyes wider than usual. When this initial shock wore off he realized that Shego kissing him was actually a good thing. It beat her being extremely mad, that was for sure. He didn't exactly mind, either.

With this in mind he could sort of relax. He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her, and waited for something to go wrong. Nothing did. Seconds later Shego rested her head on Drakken's shoulder, and he couldn't think clearly to save his life. Was this a dream? No. It couldn't be a dream. He always woke up right before anything interesting happened in dreams. Not like anything even remotely similar to this had ever happened in his dreams. Or had ever crossed his mind in any form. At least, not that he would ever admit it, anyway.

Same with how he really felt about her, even though that was a little obvious now. He'd never say it, even to her, but something about her made him feel like a teenager again. Like he could actually take over the world. He didn't know exactly what, though, but that didn't matter. All that mattered right then and there was the fact that he had a new role to play, and that he had to do a pretty good job at it.