Disclaimer: Drakken and Shego changing goals, you won't see that on the Disney Channel. The characters belong to the rat; the story belongs to me.
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"P-P-partner?" stuttered Shego as she tried to wrap her mind around the concept. "I'm your sidekick. You keep reminding me that every single week. What brought this on?"
Drakken sat down in the chair that he had inhabited when Shego first entered the room. His hands were together, the fingers bridged together, the index fingers touching his lips. There was a long silence as he arranged his words. "Shego, I am not a fool. Deluded, misguided, even befuddled from time to time, but I am no one's fool. Well, at least when I decide to start using my head on things," hedged the turquoise tinted man. "The reason that I have had any success whatsoever has been because of you and your abilities. I have the brains, but not the physical abilities, and there is only so much that you can do with henchmen. As I get older, I understand more and more that I can't do everything, and certain people are more adept at certain situations than other people are."
"So you are saying that we are partners, fifty-fifty? You do the thinking, I do the physical stuff?"
Drakken looked up, "Oh, no, more of a sixty-forty split. I would be bankrolling the operation, as well as directing it, but I would be more than willing to allow a buy out option, though that would go both ways, mind you."
Shego cocked up one eyebrow, "O-kay, you have me interested. You would have me more interested at fifty-fifty. But since we would be partners, does that mean I get to shoot down your ideas?"
Drakken sighed and stood and started to pace, "It means that I will listen to your objective comments, not the sassy ones. I will take them in mind as to whether I work them in or not, that is ultimately my decision."
"So, you said setting the sites lower? How much lower are you talking about?"
"A personal island, perhaps an island chain level, nothing too ostentatious."
"A personal island like Greenland?" she needled him.
"Iceland, perhaps… You will not catch me on that one. No, too many people to raise arms against me, even though the natural hot spring spas are so tempting, perhaps we could set up a consulate there. I was thinking something a little more tropical, the Caribbean, perhaps, or the South Pacific. I know you prefer the Riviera, but that would be a bit pricey to start out, plus would put me to close to Senor Senior Senior," he mock the accent.
Shego snickered at the joking impersonation. "True, then Junior would be over all the time bugging me. Wanting to rub oil on me, wanting me to give him a rub down…" she led off looking to get a rise out of her boss, well partner.
"Yes, so you see where that may not be the best place to start. I am thinking of taking the Caribbean lair and improving on it. A little terraforming to add to the beaches and the reef, making sure that the local flora and fauna are protected, maybe even bring in some endangered species."
"Whoa, whoa, time out!" shouted Shego while she stood, "Dumb idea warning."
"On the outside perhaps, but think of it this way. Greenpeace would leave us alone, and I can't stand those willie nillies, and with endangered species, if anyone does want to take action against us, well, let's just say if any animal gets hurt, whose fault will the public be against?"
Shego stopped in her tracks, finger up, jaw and brain froze. "Yes, oh partner of mine?" questioned the blue man. "Even if they did manage to invade and stop us, public opinion would make them think twice the next time. I thought it through, and will need someone to go over the prepared press releases before we implement it." He smiled largely. "Shego, I know today is your day off, but would you like to continue this over coffee?" Shego just nodded. "Good, meet me in the hangar bay after you have changed, I know this wonderful little café in Milan. After we talk, you can go shopping."
"Shopping in Milan?" oozed Shego's voice filled with disbelief. "How would I pull that off? Besides, I am a villain, I don't shop; I steal."
"Shego, we are on our way to Evil Overlord status. We do not stoop to petty crime; we look at the big prize. Plus, I liquidated pretty much all of my holdings to give us some suitable starting capital. I don't think one spending spree will be that much of a dent. Plus, I probably need an upgrade in outfits for the purpose also."
Shego looked up and down the standard outfit of the mad scientist and shook her head, "For that it had better be a fifty-fifty split."
"Fifty-five to forty-five split, no more."
Shego grinned, "Done, now let me change and I will meet you in fifteen minutes."
