Drakken was ecstatic when Shego got the part for him. He didn't question it when she slipped out, and hopefully he wouldn't question why she was so tired when she got back. An all nighter seemed necessary tonight.

Kim was either desperate or overtrusting (or both) if she had accepted her offer. Of course, being knocked out for the night in your yard tends to make you want any and all security.

Of course, she wasn't complaining. It was comfortable for her to sit here, watching over Kim. She was willing to admit she'd taken a certain liking to her. Did she still want to fight her? Of course. But, at the moment at least, she was content to feel friendly toward her.

It was a bit of a terrifying realization. This was her arch nemesis! But she could do her best to repress this. It couldn't be too hard to hate the goody two shoes.

Hours passed. Her watchful gaze found nothing, and by the time the sun rose she was yawning every few minutes and battling to keep her eyes open. Kim woke up fairly early and met her on the roof. "You look exhausted."

"An astute observation."

"Do you want to grab something to eat? Maybe a coffee? My parents are making some stuff now."

"One Possible is more than enough. I'll just head straight to the lair."

"You look like you're ready to crash," Kim said. "C'mon, one coffee won't kill you."

"One Possible almost has. I shudder to think what more will do." Kim gave her a look and Shego caved. Like it or not, coffee sounded like a godsend right about now. She nodded and followed Kim reluctantly to the kitchen, where both of her parents were waiting.

"Hey Mom, Dad, this is Shego!" Kim said, reaching for a mug.

"Isn't she the one who works with Dr. Drakken?" her dad asked. When Kim nodded, he said, "He was a colleague of mine in college."

"What brings you here?" her mom asked.

"Just helping Kim out with something," she replied, taking the mug of coffee from Kim gratefully.

"Remember yesterday? Shego figured she stay here for the night and keep watch for anyone."

"Awfully nice of a villain," her dad said, glancing at his wife.

"Believe me, if this wasn't beneficial to me, I'd be out of here," Shego said. That was true, right? Yeah. Sure.

"Well, as long as you two don't fight here, I'm fine with it. I'm Ann," her mother said, shaking Shego's hand.

"And I'm James," her father said. "We could get the boys down here to introduce themselves."

"Oh please on, Dad," Kim moaned. "Shego has to get going, and I should head to school early today." To Shego, she whispered, "Play along."

"Oh, uh, yeah. Drakken will be pissed, might go on an evil rampage. Wouldn't want that," Shego said. The Possible parents shrugged and smiled.

"You go on to wherever your lair is this time. We can meet up tonight," Kim said. Then she grinned. "Actually, if you could tell me where your lair is, it'd make things easier in the future for me."

"Yeah, no way, cupcake." With a nod goodbye to the overtrusting parents (letting a villain in the house is one thing, but letting an older villain in a skin tight costume watch over your daughter at night is in a completely different ballpark of wrong), Shego left the Possible house.

It wasn't too terrible of a walk home. And if she hijacked a car, it'd go much faster.

"Where were you!" Drakken fumed.

"I do have a life. One of us has to."

"Can you tell me why the part you stole for me is a fake?"

This made Shego stop. "A what?"

"A fake!"

Shego thought. "I did everything just as planned. Kim Possible was there but she didn't switch the pieces when I was there, and I gave it to you as soon as you pulled me up."

"Then…" Drakken's face turned from wonder to realization to anger. "Dangit!" He facepalmed and groaned. "Ricky Jonas!"

Shego came to the same conclusion. "Ricky fucking Jonas."

"What do we do now, Shego?"

She shrugged. "You can't come up with another scheme destined for failure?" Drakken was too despondent to respond to her teasing. "Okay, well, you do some thinking, and I need to sleep."