Wednesday, morning on the way to Middleton High
Drake and Lexxy walked quietly side by side as they headed towards the school. Neither has spoken a word to each other since they left Lexxy's house. The latter wasn't talking because she was too embarrassed when she realized that Drake had heard her screaming throughout the house.
The silence continued on for a few more minutes until Lexxy couldn't take it anymore. But she wasn't the only one.
"Drake-" Lexxy said the same time as he said, "Lex-" and they both stopped together as well.
"You go first" they said concurrently.
"Jinx, you owe me a soda" Lexxy said.
The two stared at one another for a second before laughing.
"Ok, I'll go first" Drake said when they stopped. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about the whole dance-"
"It's ok" Lexxy intervened. "You didn't know"
"But I should have thought you might want to-"
"Then you'd look like an arrogant jerk" Lexxy cut in. "Really, it's no big"
Drake smiled a bit. "I guess… I'm really sorry"
"I'm glad to know you are"
"Thanks" Drake replied. He let silence fall for a minute before saying, "Can I tell you something?"
"Sure. What is it?" Lexxy asked.
"It's about your parents. They don't seem to trust me so much. Especially your dad. He looks at me like I'm about to … I don't know… spill out goo or something"
At this, Lexxy burst out laughing. Drake looked at her in confusion. "Was it something I said?"
"No… I mean… yeah… I mean, never mind. Goo, huh? You don't happen to know what a synthodrone is, do you?" she said, still grinning.
"Syntho- what?"
She shook her head in response but unable to hold back a giggle. "Forget it. Don't fret about my dad, he just has some issues with boys… and synthodrones" she added after a thought. "He can also tend to be slightly paranoid, ok, maybe too paranoid sometimes, but I'm cool with that. That's just the way he is. And my mom, she's handling this a lot better than my dad is. In fact, she was the one who gave me advice on how to ask you to the dance-" she stopped at the last past, blushing.
Drake smiled. "You know, I could-"
"Don't" Lexxy said. "I'd call you a jerk if you'll tell Brittany no when you had just said yes." She grinned back. "But thanks for suggesting"
"You're welcome" he replied and to Lexxy's surprise, embarrassment and slight pleasure, he held her hand in his as they continued to walk together.
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Thursday, sometime around midday at the Lipsky's residence
"Shego! SHEGO!"
Shego, who was preparing for tonight's dinner, stared angrily upward. "What?"
"Come quickly! I've got it!"
Shego rolled her eyes and took off her apron. She left the kitchen, went up the stairs and into her husband's study. "What now?" she said irritably, arriving at the room that, surprisingly, was not dark though there were still papers on the floor. Drakken was standing near a bookshelf, clutching something in hand. She walked over to him.
"Shego, I've finished it!" he said excitedly before she even reached him. "Come, follow me" he said. With his free hand, he reached towards one of the books and tilted it. Shego was surprised to see the whole bookshelf speed upwards to reveal a door that was made of pure steel expect for a part in the center where there was a black square with a red hand mark. (I'm not sure if you can understand it but it's the kind of thing that you put your hand in for security and stuff like that. Sorry but I don't know what's it called)
Drakken placed his hand on it and the door split vertically to reveal-
"A lair!" Shego exclaimed.
Drakken nodded eagerly. "The security system is built with a genetic lock and-"
"YOU HAVE A LAIR IN OUR HOUSE!" Shego screamed angrily.
Drakken blinked. It seemed he expected his wife to be glad. "B-but Shego-"
"DREW! HOW COULD YOU BUILD A LAIR IN OUR OWN HOUSE!"
"Well, technically, I didn't build it" Drakken murmured. "There was a promo at Hench Co. Free toaster for every purchase of an evil lair" he said, pointing to a toaster sitting on of the machines. "It's a really good one, you know, um… You're not very happy, are you?" he added in a tiny voice as Shego's glare scanned the room before landing at him.
"HAPPY! YOU HAVE A LAIR AN OUR HOUSE! HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO EXPLAIN TO DRAKE ALL THIS! HE DOESN'T KNOW WE'RE VILLIANS AND I DON'T PLAN TO START LETTING HIM ANYTIME SOON!" Shego shouted, her hands glowing green.
"But Shego, how was I supposed to defeat Kim Possible without a lair?" Drakken pointed out. But Shego didn't seem to care because the next second Drakken had to run for cover as she fired a green blast at him.
"I thought you wouldn't mind!"
"THEN YOU THOUGHT WRONG!" she screamed back, still firing blasts at her husband. "IF DRAKE FINDS OUT-"
"He doesn't need to" Drakken interrupted, coming out of one of the machines. "I promise, after I take care of Kim Possible then everything will be cleared. There won't be a single trace left behind"
"Not a single one?"
"None. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch" he said. "So, the sooner we get the job done, the sooner I can have this place cleared out"
Shego sighed as the green glow evaporated. "Alright, what's this finished product of yours?"
Drakken grinned evilly. "This" he said, revealing the thing in his hand, it was a remote control. He pressed one of its buttons while pointing it at a closed metal door. Shego's brows furrowed as she saw half a dozen robots coming out from it.
"Synthodrones? Drew, we've been over this. You still-"
"Hey, who are you calling a synthodrone?" one of the said.
Shego raised an eyebrow. "Alright, Drew, what are they?"
Drakken's grin broadened. "Why don't you find out?"
Shego smiled. Her hands glowed green as she headed towards one of them, the one that had spoken earlier. It backed away to avoid her hand.
"Hm, not bad" Shego commented and kicked it. It jumped out of the way and flung itself at her. She flipped back just in time but not quick enough of the second punch.
"Impressive" she remarked, getting up. "But not still good enough" she said and fired a blast which ripped its arm to reveal wires and stuff like that. It stumbled for a few seconds but a minute later, to Shego's astonishment, a new arm formed exactly the same as the original.
"Enough!" Drakken's voice came before it could reach her again. The robot stopped at once. "Shego, meet my cyberdrones! Their exterior armor is constructed to look like a synthodrone but their internal components are designed with cybertronic technology!" he said.
"Cybertronic? You mean the one that can repair itself? The one you stole from Kimmie's dad?"
"I prefer the term 'borrow'" Drakken said irritably.
"How can you call it borrow when you never returned it for 17 years?"
Drakken scowled. "Ok, enough!" he said crossly to Shego who smirked. "Back to my cyberdrones! They're cool, huh?" he said, more cheerfully. "Also voice activated. Only listens to me. See, full proof! Not even Kim Possible can defeat them"
"Not so fast Drew, that technology needs a command signal. Princess can just find that and destroy that again"
Drakken was still smiling. "Not this time Shego. But let's leave that a surprise now, shall we? So, we're going to go through with the plan?"
The glow on Shego's hand vanished as a smile crept to her face. "Alright" she said. "Tomorrow"
Drakken looked dumbfounded. "Tomorrow? But wh-"
"Tomorrow, Drake going out for the night. That's when it'll happen" she replied. "You know, we actually have a real chance in winning this time. We might actually beat her. And I'm saying this with more confidence than your last plan" she added.
Drakken frowned a bit as memories came back but he shook them away. "No, Shego" he said, his evil grin reappearing. "We will beat her"