A/N: Drakgo viewed briefly through someone else's eyes... I'm trying to get my writing bug back. Help me ppl.
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Three men were being handcuffed and read their Miranda rights by police officers. One wore dockers and a button-up shirt, while the others wore the uniform of the grocery store they were being led out of. The small crowd of onlookers gawked at the criminals, but were equally enthralled looking at teen hero Kim Possible whose hand was being vigorously shaken by the large-bodied owner of the small family-owned grocery.
"Oh Kim Possible! How can I ever thank you? You have saved my store!"
"It was no big, Mr. Sanchez."
"Yeah," Ron Stoppable chimed in, "they left a paper trail so long even Rufus could see it."
"My profits embezzled by my own nephew! I am still in shock."
"It just goes to show," Ron chimed in, "you can't trust anyone. Not even your closest relatives. Not even your closest friends."
Rufus hopped onto Ron's shoulder and the pair exchanged a suspicious look.
"If there is anything I can ever do to repay you, Miss Possible?"
"You'll hear from us," Kim said and waved with a smile.
As they turned to go the crowd parted for them with quiet praises and even a little applause. But Kim's modest waving-off of their adulation was stopped when a familiar striking blue suddenly stood out in the crowd.
"Ron!" she said quietly, grabbing his arm and pointing. The blue face had turned, and a black ponytail was quickly retreating. "It's Drakken!"
The crowd further parted as the adult teens hurried after their one-time nemesis who was pushing a shopping cart and walking briskly toward the front of the store.
"What is he wearing?" Ron asked as they closed the distance between them, noticing his tan trousers and gray-green polo shirt.
They caught up to the blue man as he pushed his cart into the 'ten items or less' line at the checkout, glancing over his shoulder nervously.
"Drakken!" Kim greeted, leaning forward as she took a ready stance with Ron behind her, giving a more critical eye to the situation.
"Ah! Kim Possible!" was Drakken's nervous cry as he whirled to face her, holding up his hands in innocence.
"Funny seeing you here as we bust an embezzling ring. Did you have anything to do with this?"
Drakken bit his lip and shook his head, but then his anxious look turned into a furious frown.
"I saved the world, in case you can't recall. I defy you to find a single crime I have committed since then!"
Ron stepped forward. "He's got a point KP. Hey, where have you been anyway?"
"None of your business!" Drakken snapped. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to pay for my purchases."
He whirled back aroung to push his cart forward, and the teens leaned around him to look at the cart. The only items inside were watermelons, piled up to the top. The teens looked at each other in confusion.
"What sort of plot could involve watermelons?" Ron murmured.
"Maybe he's really not plotting..." Kim said with an expression of disbelief. "I mean...look at his clothes."
"Doesn't exactly look the super-villain type anymore..." Ron added. "And do villains pay for their groceries?"
They remained at a respectful distance and watched as Drakken paid for his watermelons, and then after fidgeting with his cart handle and giving a slightly nervous but disdainful look, he hurried out of the store.
The teens looked at each other, and then ran to the door. They stared in fascination as Drakken loaded his watermelons into the trunk of his hover-car—parked across two spaces—and then shoved the cart roughly into the cart return lane. He didn't even glance back at the store as he hopped into the vehicle and then sped off into the sky.
"It...looks like he's headed back to his old lair," Kim mused.
"Miss Possible?" The voice of Sanchez behind them caused both teens to turn. "You rushed off so quickly... Is there something else? Another accomplice to my nephew?"
"We were wondering that... But we may be wrong," Kim said.
Ron pointed up to the sky and the disappearing hover-car. "We just ran into a guy we used to fight. You might remember him from last summer. Dr. Drakken? Saved the world?"
"Oh, of course I know Dr. Drakken! He is one of my best customers!"
Kim and Ron exchanged a perplexed look.
"He is?" Ron asked.
"Yes! I have had to increase my order of watermelons for him."
Ron leaned in to whisper to Kim. "Maybe he's trying to mutate more plants?"
Kim shook her head, but before she could speak, Sanchez continued.
"They are his wife's biggest pregnancy craving."
"Wife?"
"Pregnancy?"
The teens looked at each other and blinked, and then in unison: "Shego!?"
The teens blinked at each other in awe, and then shared a look of juvenile disgust. But then gradually Kim began to smirk.
"I knew she had feelings for him!"
"But isn't he like, old enough to be her dad?" Ron asked, still grimacing along with Rufus.
Kim considered. "I guess technically... But not by much. Drakken is probably my dad's age, since they went to college together."
Ron recovered himself and looked back at Sanchez, who was eyeing the two quizzically. Kim turned in the next moment.
"Oh! Sorry Mr. Sanchez. Before Drakken saved the world...well, you know."
The grocer nodded and folded his hands in front of his large midsection. "He and his wife have shopped here for years. I needed the business. I knew of their...status...in society. But they always paid for their goods and never caused trouble, except they were usually arguing every time they came in. You could hear them from two aisles over."
"They don't argue anymore?" Ron asked.
Sanchez considered. "More quietly. And about unimportant things. And they seem...much happier. Ever since the invasion, things have changed."
Kim looked at Ron and the pair slowly nodded.
"They certainly have..." Kim agreed. A smile slowly filled her face. "Who knows... Maybe they really will reform, if they have a...a baby coming."
She swallowed uneasily. Ron looked equally as disturbed. But then he shrugged.
"Hey! That's two less villains to deal with during college."
"Good point. I guess...people really do change."
"Yeah. Now if only we could get Hana to stop leaving footprints on the ceiling..."
Kim laughed and they left the grocery hand in hand.