A/N: Happy birthday Eclipsing-Dreams!

Drakken stared at the large TV screen, sitting so far forward on the sofa he would fall off if he flinched. The game controller was clenched tightly in his hands as he slammed his aching thumb against the joystick and his index finger against the trigger, firing at the zombies onscreen. He would have remained lost in the imaginary world if not for the sudden voice in his ear.

"Whatcha doing, Dr. D.?"

"AAHHH!" Drakken cried, the controller flying out of his hands as he slid off the couch and hit the floor with a bump. "Shego!"

"Zombies?"

Drakken whirled around, blinking to refocus on his side-kick standing above him with one eyebrow quirked.

"You made me die!"

Shego was unperturbed, simply setting her hands on her hips and quirking her other eyebrow.

"Why you waste your time with this..." she answered, shaking her head.

Drakken scowled and climbed back on the sofa, grabbing the controller to re-set his game.

"If you ever gave it a try you'd see how fun it is," he grumbled in reply.

The next thing he knew Shego was sitting next to him, staring at the screen. He leaned away and blinked at her in surprise, as if a stranger had sat beside him.

"What's the choice of weapons?" Shego asked.

"Shego, stop killing me!" Drakken whined, dropping his controller on the couch.

"I told you you could turn off friendly fire," Shego answered cheerily with a smirk.

Drakken picked up the controller as he mimicked her answer, shoving himself into the back of the sofa. His character re-spawned and he raced back into the fray alongside Shego's character, shooting at the zombies swarming towards them.

Shego mowed down the un-dead enemies, a grin on her face at the sound of the machine gun's retort. Drakken fired his ray gun but couldn't target the enemies as fast as Shego.

"You need me to unlock another power-up for you?" Shego asked, casting a glance toward Drakken.

His frown deepened as he ignored her and tried to continue taking out their un-dead enemies. But the horde was too much and it was only minutes before his character lay dead on the ground again.

"Shego! Come revive me!" he whined.

"Again!?" Shego complained as she continued fighting off the zombies. "Sheesh, you're no help at all. I thought you game a lot."

Drakken dropped the controller again. "You...just—" he sputtered, "fight them off on your own!"

"Hey, you said you'd never made it to level sixteen before!"

Drakken stood up with a frown. "I didn't know I would be dying every other minute!"

"Hey, it's not my fault you can't aim!" Shego said, pausing the game to glare at him.

Drakken stepped over the cord of Shego's controller on his way out of the room, grumbling about his personal high score and being shown-up.

"I'll be in the lab if you decide you've had enough fun humiliating me."

Shego rolled her eyes and continued shooting at the characters on the screen, the wanton violence calming her nerves. But after a few minutes she realized...it wasn't quite as fun without Drakken screaming in fear and laughing giddily next to her.

She frowned and saved the game so Drakken wouldn't lose the weapons she had unlocked for him and stood up to leave. But as she was about to turn off the game she paused, looking at the score screen. She had over 200,000 points. Drakken had only earned about 17,000.

Shego sat down and picked up Drakken's controller and continued to play, watching as his score rapidly began to rise. She sighed, and smiled.