--Chapter 4--

It was Friday afternoon, and Liz was just coming off a practice cheerleading routine along with the rest of the squad. Parting from the rest of the girls after bidding them farewell for the weekend, she immediately noticed Jon standing by the gym's exit door, his back resting against the wall and his arms crossed.

"You do good moves, I see you have lots of dexterity…" He said lightly without moving, as she was about to push the door open.

"One needs dexterity to jump and flip like we do," she responded with a small smile, taking a step back. "Can I help you with anything?"

"Perhaps…" Jon responded, moving forward and opening the gym door himself, but allowing Liz to exit first. As soon as both were alone outside with the door closed once again, Jon continued, "You're Lisa Go-Lipsky, Drew Lipsky's daughter, correct?"

"Um, that's correct," Liz responded with a bit of apprehension, "but please call me Liz Go—without my 'Lipsky' family name… or just simply Liz. You, you're Jon Stoppable, Kim Possible's son… right?"

Jon groaned a sigh at the sound of his mother's name. "Yes… that's me, unfortunately…" he grumbled lightly, rolling his eyes up. "Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know who I am or who my mother is?"

"Well… uh, your mom's great!" Liz exclaimed, surprised at his apparent bewail. "I mean, aren't you happy she's… your mom?"

Jon looked back at her with an impassive expression on his face. "Honestly? I'm not. I don't like being her son, I hate what she does, I'm tired of always being the centre of attention because of her… blah, blah, blah, yada, yada…" he responded vacantly. "Now, if we could please stop talking about my crazy mom, I would actually like to talk to you about your dad…"

"What about my dad?" Liz exclaimed with some reservation. "There's… really nothing to know about him… or my mother, for that fact…"

"Oh, no? Would it surprise you then to learn that unlike my mother, both your parents are world-class villains?"

"Ahh… so you do know who and what they really are then, I suppose," Liz responded serenely. "Well, if it's your mom who's looking for them, one thing I won't do is give them up just like that right here and there. I really don't know what they've done again this time, and whatever it is, I'm very sorry and really ashamed of it, ok? Listen, I know that your parents are good, and I know for a fact that my crazy parents are bad, BUT… they are the only ones I have for now, and they do care for me, I do love them, and I don't want to loose them just yet."

"I… uh… Um, ok, don't worry, I don't really know what they… did now either, and I'm not exactly asking about that," Jon said with a little surprise. "You are fully aware though that my mom and your dad were enemies at one time…"

"Yes, very unfortunately," Liz groaned. "It's a heavy burden I have to put up with each and every single day. I'm ashamed of my parents' stupid career choice, and trust me, I want absolutely nothing to do with it. You know who my parents really are—and I'm guessing that is because your mom told you. Well, understand now that almost no one else at school knows the truth about my idiotic family, and I would really like it to stay that way. I want to live a normal life like everyone else, so please don't expose me, ok?"

"So… uh… you mean that you yourself have no aspirations to become a villain like your parents?"

"Absolutely not. Only my stupid twin brothers seem well on their way to following in our parents' footsteps, regrettably… I, on the other hand, would rather be like your mom, if anything…"

"Like my mom—you… um, you do not want to be like my mom, trust me. I've grown up with her, and it's not as wonderful a life as it may seem." Jon turned away in disillusionment. "Your dad and your mom… what do they do from day to day now, since they've stopped trying to take over the world?"

"Oh, ho, ho, my dad still has great aspirations to take over the world some day," Liz responded expressionlessly. "In fact, he spends most of his time creating schemes and building crappy machine after machine in a home-made lair built directly within our house. He actually still sees us all—my family that is—rising to become the so-called 'First Family of the World' and how I would be given my own personal continent to rule… as if I wanted to…" Liz began to actually laugh at the suggestion. "But you don't have to worry, it will never happen. I know my dad far too well, he would never manage to even come close to achieving his goal!"

"And what about your mom… Shego?"

"Don't call her that. Mom's real name is Sheila. My mom though… well, yeah, I believe she would actually have the potential to take over the world if she really wanted to. But she doesn't think about it or talk about it, since she spends almost all her energy cleaning the house, taking care of me and my brothers and my dad, for that fact, as well as doing other normal 'mom' stuff all the time."

"Uh, I was actually wondering if your parents ever leave your house and do anything else, like… have another job, or something…"

"My mom is a stay-at-home mom, who, if she's not taking care of our home, she simply works out in our home Gym. She does leave the house on occasion, though, like for groceries and stuff. My dad doesn't have a job either, but he often leaves the house for… for… uh… other stuff. Say, why on Earth are you even asking about my parents now?"

"Well because I… uh… well, just like that, for myself, I was simply wondering about my mom's… greatest opponents, that's all," Jon responded with unease. "Anyhow, I've actually got to go now, it was nice talking to you!" Then, to Liz's surprise, Jon simply started walking away from her at a rapid pace.

"Uhh… nice… talking… to you to," she responded with some awkwardness. Standing alone for a short while, great apprehension came over her. If Jon Stoppable knew now who her parents really were, her life, her reputation at Middleton high could be completely ruined if he exposed her and everyone there found out…

In great concern, she rapidly dashed off after him. "Jon, stop! Uh, wait!" she cried out.

"My name is Stop-pa-ble, not Stop-a-wait…" he responded with a small groan, coming to a halt again, but not turning around to look at her. "What is it now?"

"Um… can you promise me that you won't tell anyone my mom and dad are real villains?" she asked.

"I promise I won't tell anyone your dad is Dr. Drakken, alright?" Jon responded vacantly. "Anything else you need from me?"

"Um… dad's real name is Drew—please—and he's not a real doctor, he never finished college… but anyway… Um… yeah, err… I know you were asking about my parents now, but… is there any way I could… well, meet your mom some time? I… I actually find her really cool…"

Jon finally turned around. With a grin, he responded, "Alright, I'll gladly introduce you to my mom, but only if you introduce me to your dad. I really wish to meet the person who my great mom called her worst enemy, to see if he really exists, if he really is the man as she's described him to me."

Liz was slightly taken aback. "You… you want to meet my dad? You… would not want to turn him in to the authorities, would you?"

"Oh, don't worry about that," Jon responded with a sly grin. "I am not my mother. I don't care one bit about what he has done. I just want to say hello, that's all…"

"Alright… uh… well then… you want to… come home with me… now?" Liz exclaimed, removing her cell phone. "I'll call my parents, and see if it's ok if you… uh, come for supper…"

"Do that," Jon said, smiling brightly. "Um… but… don't tell them who I am at first. Actually, I'd prefer if you don't tell them at all whose son I am…"

"I understand completely," Liz responded as she dialed her number. "Oh, and by the way, you'd better not tell them that I'm a cheerleader either, that's something they don't know—and I don't want them to know."

"Why?"

"Well, because of you mom, specifically."


Interestingly, Liz's parents had absolutely no problem with her bringing a friend home for supper that evening, however, one condition her father imposed was that her friend would stay afterwards for their traditional Friday-night family karaoke, something Liz utterly hated, but of which Jon was very interested in joining.

"Nice house…" Jon said, looking at her home from the outside. "I would never guess evil villains would be living there…"

"Ok, one thing… please pretend now you don't know who they are, and act as any normal person would when you see the inside, ok?" Liz responded with some uneasiness.

"No problem," Jon responded with an evil grin as the two stepped up to the front door.

"What the…" Liz exclaimed with surprise as she stepped in. Indeed, everything for once seemed to be neat, no crazy gadgets or toys flying around, no evil twin brothers attempting for the millionth time to steal her pocket change. "Mom, dad… hello?"

"Lisa, welcome home!" Shego said, unusually joyful, coming into the hall to meet them. Turning to Jon, she continued, "So, you're Lisa's friend?"

"Uh, yeah, my name is… uh… Jonathan. Nice to meet you…"

"Jon… athan, yeah, this is my mom, uh… yeah, as well… Uh, mom, why is the house so neat now?"

"When you called about your friend coming over, I made your dad and the twins clean up their act for this afternoon…" Shego responded with an evil grin. Turning back to Jon, she explained, "Lisa must have told you how her dad and brothers usually turn this place upside down…"

"Is dad even here?" Liz asked.

"DREW! Get here now to greet Lisa and her friend Jonathan!" Shego yelled out in a commanding tone over her shoulder.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Drakken called back with a bit of a groan. A few seconds later, he appeared to everyone, dressed in his usual tight blue uniform. "Greetings, Jonathan, it's not every day that Lisa brings friends home with her…"

"Uh, nice to meet you at last, Mr. Lipsky," Jon said, shaking Drakken's hand. "Liz here has told me good things about you…"

"Really?" he responded smugly, smiling at his daughter with some satisfaction.

"And what exactly did you tell him about us?" Shego asked rather with some consternation.

"Uh… that you're both good parents," Jon responded with some discomfiture.


The evening meal went by smoothly. Afterwards, even though Liz exclaimed her antipathy towards her dad's family karaoke evening, Jon himself got right into it, fully enjoying himself. It wasn't until Drakken excused himself from everyone to use the washroom that Jon finally took the advantage to see him individually.

"Sir, could I talk with you alone?" Jon asked quietly as Drakken exited the washroom, rubbing his hands together.

"This had better have nothing to do with my daughter," Drakken exclaimed, bringing Jon into a small room away from everyone else.

"Don't worry, I'm not going out with her, and I have absolutely no desire to ever marry her, if that's what you're thinking now," Jon responded. "I have to admit, though, I did kind of use your daughter to get to you…"

"And what do you want with me?"

"Let's just say that I know exactly who you are, Dr. Drakken. I know what you've done in the past, and I want you to teach me to be a great villain like you."

"Well, it is really nice to see young men like yourself go into villainy, but I'm sorry, I do not take on students, my boy. You'll just have to make it on your own…"

"Ohh, I think you'll want to have me as your apprentice, sir… You have a lot to gain from it."

"Oh, yeah? What would be in it for me?"

"For one, a chance to get even with your old nemesis, Kim Possible…"

"Kim Possible! How could you help me get even with her?"

"Wwwwell, you may not realize it yet, but…"

To be continued…