A/N: Have a random tiny fic, because I'm trying to escape writer's block. This was smashed out in thirty minutes. Not so much a headcanon as it just a cute idea. This takes place in season 3.

Gifts

Shego slung her bag over her shoulder as she headed down the stairs. A couple of weeks in Barbados were the plan to close out the year and welcome the new one. All that was left before leaving the lair was to give Drakken the card she'd bought him. She'd done it on a whim, but he'd been so nice to her the year before in paying for her entire spa package, it seemed fitting to do a little something.

She found Drakken in the den, as she expected. What she hadn't expected was the small decorated tree next to the fireplace. She paused and studied the room. Garlands and strings of berries adorned bookshelves, and there was even a sprig of mistletoe hung on the lowest part of the cave ceiling. Shego raised an eyebrow and settled her gaze on the backside of the blue man who was setting a package beneath the surprisingly simple tree.

"Kind of sad to just decorate for one, isn't it?"

"Shego!" Drakken jumped, his head and face scraping against the tree and knocking a glass bauble to the ground where it rolled toward the fireplace.

Shego chuckled as she approached him, the small card in her hand at her side. She was about to make another quip about being alone for Christmas, when her gaze drifted to the mantle of the fireplace. Next to the knitted blue stocking with his name, complete with prefix, was a matching stocking in green with her name.

"Oh..." Drakken said as he rubbed his face, having replaced the bauble. He was looking at the bag slung over her shoulder. "Oh."

She watched the emotions play across his face in a quick sequence. Embarrassment was rapidly replaced by disappointment, which was then shuttered up behind a thin veil of indifference.

"Will you be needing the hover car?" Drakken asked, stepping quickly past her and sitting behind his desk.

Shego watched as he pulled a blueprint from a drawer, his brow furrowed before he even unrolled it. She looked back to the tree, beneath which sat a large and brightly wrapped package. She looked at the stockings again, the one with her name already bearing a slight bulge for its contents.

Then she looked at the small, generic card in her hand. 'Happy Holidays' it read on the front in red cursive, against the blank white background. And on the equally blank inside she had written 'Merry Christmas' and signed her name.

She looked back to where Drakken was staring down, but his eyes were glazed over, clearly not studying the blueprint at all. He probably didn't even remember he'd asked her a question.

She tucked the card into her bag and then tossed it on her usual chair, glancing at the moat as she took a few steps back.

"Actually..."

Drakken startled at her words and looked up, his eyes clouding before the mask snapped back into place. She took a breath before continuing and beckoned him forward.

"I was thinking of spending a few days around here before I head out."

Drakken's brow rose in surprise.

"Here...?" he asked, completely dumbstruck. He rose at Shego's beckoning and approached her.

"Yeah, well... Can't exactly give you your Christmas present if I'm somewhere else."

Drakken had nearly reached her, but she took the initiative to reach forward and take him by the shoulders, closing the distance between them. His expression was confused and mildly annoyed until she directed her gaze upward. He followed, and then his eyes widened as he saw the mistletoe. That was all the time she gave him before kissing him.

She had intended it to be nothing more than a brief surprise to break him out of his melancholy. But she let her lips linger on his and was pleasantly thrilled by the simple touch that he only had the courage to return in the last few seconds. But when she leaned away he looked like he definitely wouldn't have minded the moment lasting longer.

"And that's only your first present," she said with a smirk.

"First...?"

"Well, you made me that stocking right?"

Drakken nodded.

"And I assume that box under the tree is for me?"

He nodded again.

"Then I've got a stocking to fill and another gift to get you."

Drakken's expression bloomed into warmth. "You're...not leaving?"

Shego shrugged. "Not for a few days," she said with a smile.

Drakken's face fell and then a moment later grew devious.

"I only got you two presents, but..."

Shego realized his intent then as his hands found her waist, and she was surprised to find herself blush. She realized with even more confusion that her hands were still on his shoulders.

"I know how to remedy that," he said with a grin, mischief in his eyes.

She returned the look, banishing the last of his sadness as their lips met again. And she wondered if sticking around the lair for the entire holiday wasn't such a bad idea after all.

A/N: Follow-up silly idea... Drakken and Shego leave up the mistletoe and then whenever they have an argument after this, they just kiss and make up. Heehee. I'll show myself out...

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