A Warm Cup of Crazy Part 2


"Wait, you all know each other, seriously?" asked Ed with a confused look. Drakken looked at him in shock. "Whoa, questions."

"Of course we know each other," said Shego. She was confused why this was shocking. They were all villains. "We know each other from the same place."

"We do?" asked Ed. His eyes shot open and he looked at Cleopatra, who was returning the same look.

"Well this is confusing," said Michelle, taking a step back to go back where others were baking.

"Why don't we all take a step outside," said Drakken. Shego noticed the scathing look Cleopatra was giving the two and her stomach sank. This didn't look good on their part in the slightest.

"Let's," said Cleopatra, her arms crossed as they walked out the back door.

Shego waited for Drakken to close the door as her arms wrapped around herself with the sudden temperature change. It was sundown and the chill in the air had picked up. Flurries had started to dance in the wind too. She was probably a lot warmer than Cleopatra whose knit dress was a barely-there veil over the cream silk one underneath. She was looking at her and Drakken with more malice than she thought was warranted in any way.

"So, just to clarify, Babe, you're a villain too?" asked Ed, looking at Cleopatra with a raised brow.

"Wait, you are?" asked Cleopatra. Her malice faded and her shoulders slumped. "Of course you are. Only makes sense. Try to do something...normal, and it always flips, bloody hell."

"You didn't meet at a villain social?" asked Shego with a raised brow.

"I met my Golden Babe here at the auto repair shop. Dude was seriously trying to rip her off, seriously," said Ed with a scowl. "You never rip off a babe and hit on her at the same time, seriously."

"You're so adorable," said Cleopatra with a slight flush. Her glare fell back on Drakken and Shego who each raised a brow. "Shocking how fast you two got together, considering you just broke up with my partner."

"You two are back together? That's nice," said Drakken. He looked at Shego and cringed.

"Actually," Shego's disclaimer of hers and Drakken's ruse was cut off as the back door opened.

"Why are the four of you out here? It's freezing," said Stew, Michelle's brother and father of the twins.

"Getting some air, Uncle Stew," said Ed. He looked at Cleopatra. "Babe, you getting cold?"

"Yes, it's very icy out here," said Cleopatra, and Shego wanted to punch her with the dark look she shot her.

"Why don't you ladies come inside. Drew, Eddie... Can you get Michael out of the car?" said Stew. "Don't want him freezing. Michelle says we can keep him in the basement."

"Seriously?" said Ed with a raised brow as Shego and Cleopatra darted inside and Stew closed the door.

"I thought the pig was dead?" asked Drakken with shocked eyes as they got to the car.

"Dude...it is," said Ed. They both sighed and shook their heads as they opened the car door.


"So, this is awkward," said Ron as he lay on the dining room table, a ham on fire, a dead pig propped up in a highchair, and Drakken's family staring at him.

"Possible! What are you doing here?" asked Drakken with wide eyes as stared from the doorway.

"Seriously Red, not cool," said Ed as he glared. He pointed at the pig in the highchair. "You're upsetting Michael."

"I well...huh," said Kim, looking at the situation. She looked at Drakken and Shego, then to Mama Lipsky, to Ed, and finally to Cleopatra. "We're here for the necklace that Cleopatra borrowed."

"Babe, the pitstop?" asked Ed with a raised brow. She shrugged and smirked. "Bitchin'... All right Red, let's do this!"

"Wait, so...wait?" asked Ron. He looked at Cleopatra and Ed and then locked eyes with Shego and Drakken who shrugged. "Weird."

"Agreed," said the two.

"Drew, why are your patients here?" asked Estelle with wide eyes. Ron dodged as one of Drakken's younger cousins casually stabbed the plate of potatoes his foot was in like it was nothing.

"Now this is the type of Christmas dinner I remember," laughed an old woman in the corner as she pet Stephan's necklace.

"Reminds me of dinner of sixty-four when Theo and Estelle hosted... Right down to the flaming ham," said Stew cheerfully as Kim and Ed fought into the kitchen, knocking stuff down the entire time. Cleopatra ran screaming from Rufus.

"Drewbie, go tell your patient to stop fighting your cousin," said Estelle sharply. Drakken sighed and got up from the table. Ron rolled off and slid into his spot.

"So, this is awkward," said Ron, looking at Shego who nodded and drank from her glass of wine. He froze. "Is she wearing a dog's..."

"Yup," said Shego with a nod. Ron raised a brow, and she shook her head.

"Ron!" came Kim's voice from the kitchen.

"On it, KP," said Ron. He paused. "Sorry to interrupt everyone... Have a good dinner. Whoa! Sorry...Michael...? Love your earrings, ma'am."

"He's fine," said the old woman as Ron bumped the highchair and nearly fell into the old woman. "I don't like the blond hair, Drew. Michelle, Stew, Michael needs a diaper change."

"...Ohm," Shego looked at Estelle, and she made a motion that the old woman, Michelle's mother, had a few screws loose. "Right."

"Shego!" came a yell from Drakken in the kitchen.

"All right, I'll be back," said Shego with a sigh. She closed the kitchen door as they exited. "You know, Kimmy, crashing a family dinner is not your style. Having a bad day?"

"We're here because Cleopatra stole a priceless artifact from the Museum of Natural History," said Kim as she kicked Ed in the face while Ron wrestled on the floor with Cleopatra.

"Why are we in here?" asked Shego as Drakken held a fire extinguisher.

"If this doesn't stop this chaos, I need you to make it stop," said Drakken as he sprayed the four fighting in the middle of the kitchen to yell.

"Dude! Seriously!?" snapped Ed as he yanked the canister from Drakken's grasp. "Not cool!"

"This dress is expensive," said Cleopatra as she looked at her attire and then punched Ron as he reached for the necklace and yelled. "Ow! Ow! This is why I don't... EEEEeeeee!"

"It's just a naked mole-rat," sighed Shego as Rufus growled at her. Fighting commenced, this time with Drakken in a headlock from Ed. Shego flared her hands and hit Kim into the fridge and Ed into the counter.

"Really, Green!?" said Ed, but with an electric charge Shego hit the floor, Cleopatra holding her scarab gun. "Babe...whoa...sweet toy."

"You should see my collection," smirked Cleopatra, who dropped it as Ron kicked it out of her hand and right to Drakken, who caught it to everyone's shock.

"Okay," said Kim. She looked at the ruined kitchen. "I'm going to give Cleopatra a chance to hand over the necklace and everything can end peacefully."

There was a silence, and the four villains looked at each other.

"Seriously?" said Ed. He shook his head. "When do any of us do that?"

"I feel insulted and we're not even involved," said Drakken. Shego scoffed, and the fighting resumed.

"That's it! Outside!" came a yell and they all looked to see Michelle with a very large old looking gun. "Eddie you and Cleo make a run for it...you two...clear out!"

"Is she... Ah!" Ron screamed as a blast hit the fridge with scorch marks and he jumped to Kim. "What is that?"

"Original flare laser," said Michelle smugly. Ed, Cleo, and Drakken sprinted. Shego stood there with wide eyes. "Get your goodie-good asses out of my house."

"Going!" yelled Kim as she and Ron sprinted out the back door with a loud slam behind them.

"What?" asked Shego in shock as Michelle smirked and put it down.

"Original, you know," she said confidently. "Belonged to Eddie's father... Don't get many chances to use it. Least of all on teenage do-gooders. Funny how they stop the greatest villains while the police force sits back. No class anymore, I swear."

"Wait...you know that..." Shego raised a brow in confusion.

"I'm not blind, I know Drew is a villain. That's why I persuaded Estelle to have Eddie spend some time with him. Growing up he always copied everything Drew did. Playing mad scientist, getting into trouble, even ballroom dance." Michelle rolled her eyes. "I'd hoped that Drew was a more accomplished villain."

"You know?" asked Shego with a raised brow. "And you encourage Motor Ed?"

"I knew when I married his father that I was marrying into the Leviathan family," said Michelle with an eye-roll. "The Lipskys have a long history of living on the edge. Just because Estelle bought the whole 'changing my ways' tune Theo sang, doesn't mean I did. He did try though. But it's in their blood."

"Are you telling me...Drakken's father was some sort of crime boss?" asked Shego with wide eyes. Drakken had never mentioned this to her, though he never mentioned his father at all. The name clicked. "The Leviathans? Wait... Weren't they the founders of The Company? They were the root of the villain organization before it disbanded."

"Yes, well, being brutally murdered will do that to a company. Estelle kept that a secret for ages, but the truth always gets out," said Michelle. She drank her beer. "Maybe you should brush up on your villain history, Green. Shame though, I thought Drew wasn't such a failure. I'd hoped he'd take after Theo. If you thought his photo demanded danger and respect, you have no idea. Bart told me stories that made your blood run cold. Villains aren't what they used to be."

Shego stood in the kitchen as Michelle headed back to the party. She looked towards the back door where Ed had taken off with Cleopatra. Possible and Stoppable were long gone after the necklace Cleopatra had stolen. Shego scoffed and looked around. Would anyone really care if they'd started fighting in the middle of the house?

Her mind fell back onto the conversation with Michelle. The Company? Back in Team Go it had been her explicit job to keep research tabs on all villains past and present, but her favorite was the ones of the past. Researching present villains had been fast and easy, but the older ones were harder to trace. Even with The Company there was little to no knowledge. The Leviathan family started it, and it had been the root of all villains—the start of the entire sub-villain world away from everyone else. Its formulas still stuck, but the hold had long since fallen apart. Nineteen sixty-six.

The same year Theo Lipsky died, that makes sense.

Shego's mind raced a mile a minute and she found a smirk dance across her face as she darted out the back door and grabbed hers and Drakken's coats. She didn't have to go far as Drakken merely sat on the steps. The look on his face made it clear he'd heard the conversation.

"So were you ever going to mention your little family ties to a major crime and villain family, or was I just learning that from your aunt?" said Shego as she sat next to him. He sighed.

"She's a gossip," said Drakken, glaring at the falling snow. "Don't you have somewhere to be?"

"Dr. D., do you know how much credibility you can gain by telling other villains your connections? It'll put you right past Dementor. I mean, I know why Motor Ed never said anything. It would help you, not him," said Shego. The idea of getting a hefty kick to a higher level of villainy made her stomach twist, and she smirked at the influence they might gain. "We could walk in anywhere and..."

"I don't want that," said Drakken with a glare. "I will make my own name, myself. I don't need the help of a person I don't even know."

"Who cares if you knew him, this is a social game win... Imagine the shocked look on Dementor's face that you have a stronger villain line than him." Shego's grin faltered as Drakken stood up and began walking away. She hesitated and then followed. "Drakken?"

"No Shego, that would help anyone else but me," said Drakken. "Giving fuel to my enemies every time a plan fails... To be compared to a man that I never met... I'll pass."

"Listen, who cares about what others would compare you to. Your father was one of The Leviathans," said Shego. "No one knew he had a family... With the right track and motives, you could even restart The Company."

"No," said Drakken sternly. He glared at her and Shego took a step back as he loomed. "Don't tell anyone Shego, I mean it. I didn't need him as a child and I don't need him now. The Company was disbanded and that's the way it should be."

"Even if it means you can get a step over other villains?" asked Shego. She was angry, but held mixed emotions. "Your content being mediocre?"

"Go Shego, have fun on your vacation," said Drakken. His eyes flickered with different emotions before he continued on his walk. Shego sighed.


Drakken glared at the sidewalk as he walked, his arms crossed and mentally cursing at himself for not wearing something warmer like his lab coat instead of the simple wool he wore now. He wasn't certain how long he'd walked with his mind perfectly empty for once; no thousand ideas, arguing words...just empty. He glared. So his aunt knew.

Of course she does.

It made sense now. She always knew more than others gave her credit for, and danger always fascinated her. The whole reason his parents had even met was because the woman had ditched his mother in a seedy bar for a 'Bad Boy.' He remembered his mother telling him the story of how his father had rescued her from a dangerous person. She'd painted him like a hero until Uncle Bart, in a drunken stuper, had regaled him and Ed with tales of The Company at Ed's sixteenth birthday party.

I'm the failure?

Drakken glared at his aunt's words. Sure he wasn't the most well-known villain, nor had he taken over the world... Neither had anyone else mind you. Uncle Bart could have taken over The Company after his father died, but he'd chosen not to. He'd even melted down his serpent ring and made it into earrings. Drakken smirked. He remembered that night. He and Ed had stolen a cop car because Ed didn't want to hear the arguing over the gift. They hadn't known why it was a big deal at the time.

"When did I get here?" asked Drakken as he found himself outside his childhood home. He looked back down the sidewalk. "Did I seriously walk here?"


Shego could have easily left, used her brothers as an excuse, and been on a plane to the tropics. Instead, she sat playing cards with Estelle, Michelle, Stephanie, and two other cousins from Estelle's side of the family. Lydia? Shego looked at the dark-haired girl with a raised brow. She couldn't recall the other one—a creepy blonde girl in a horribly striped dress.

Shego had been about to leave after Drakken stormed off on a walk. In fact she'd even gotten her coat on. Estelle had asked her if she'd stay for a round of cards, as the weather was getting rough anyway. She shrugged and joined them. Two hours had passed and now it was well past midnight. If the car wasn't snowed in, Shego would have thought Drakken might have ditched her there.

Her mind played back the conversations and she felt angry again.

He's so stupid.

She scoffed to herself. If she had that pull, she'd scream it from the rooftops.

No, not Drakken. Can someone say, 'daddy issues!'

She looked at Estelle and wondered how blind the woman actually was. She had been to the lair. She'd seen glimpses of that world before. Michelle knew who they were without seeing Drakken in ages and meeting her once.

Is she blind?

It was a stark smack in the face as she looked at chatty Estelle glaring at Michelle.

"Shego, sweetheart, are you still leaving this evening? If not you can bunk with me," said Estelle. She looked at the clock. "Where is Drew by the way?"

"Somewhere doing nothing," said Michelle with a wink at Shego. She felt annoyed by this.

"He's probably lost in thought about work," Shego said in his defense. She questioned her own actions. Why was she defending him at all? She was mad at him.

"You know, it's interesting how your patients know my Eddie," said Michelle. She glanced at Estelle. "Or what a small close-knit world it is, that you know Cleopatra... Care to elaborate?"

"It's a small world. People meet each other all the time, Michelle, stop badgering her," said Estelle quickly and Shego raised a brow and smiled.

"Yeah, it's a small world," said Stephanie glaring at her cards. "Never run into anyone I know on the streets, but a small world."

"That's because they hide," said Lydia. The blonde snorted.

"Good one," chortled the blonde. Shego wondered if the girl was even related to them or was a guest of Lydia's.

"Yes, well, I'm curious, just because you're not," said Michelle, glaring at Estelle. She raised a brow at Shego. "I mean, I already have an idea that we talked about earlier, right Shego?"

"...Our patients are troubled, a lot like Ed," said Shego, looking at Estelle whose lips flicked into a smile as she patted Shego's hand, "Mama Lipsky."

Shego saw the eye-roll from Michelle. It was clear listening to the conversation that there was something deep-rooted between her and Estelle. Perhaps Drakken's mother wasn't as blind as she let on, but Shego wasn't about to find out by helping out Michelle. Drakken would have a meltdown and she was certain he was already having one somewhere. It was none of her business if he didn't want to tell...

Son of-

Shego sighed and stared at the back door. She hadn't exactly planned on telling him her family ties, ever, but when he'd found out he'd never brought it up again when he could have. Honestly, he could use that more to his advantage. She squinted her eyes. So could she.

"You know, I'm going to go find...Drew," said Shego as she got up from the table.

"I'll go with," said Estelle. Shego was about to decline, but she didn't exactly know the area. "I'll grab a thermos, be right back."

"Not doing her any favors aiding in her ignorance," muttered Michelle under her breath. Shego thought for a moment and smirked. This was an easy play.

"Who says I'm doing her a favor?" She leaned to whisper to Michelle. "Look how driven Drakken is while keeping this a secret from her. Imagine if she already knew. Have to give Eddie a chance you know."

"Oh." Michelle looked shocked, but by the smile she bought it. Shego rolled her eyes as she followed Estelle. Shego knew how to play these games, even if half the time she was winging it.


"Thanks for the boots," said Shego as she and Estelle walked down the sidewalk.

"No problem, Shego. Turns out we're the same size shoe," said Estelle. Her arm locked with Shego's, and it was silent. "It was sweet of you to come deal with the crazy family for my Drewbie."

"Yeah, well," said Shego with a shrug. "Apart from some questionable fashion choices and the flaming ham, it wasn't too bad."

"Stephanie was wearing a hat with dog's genitalia on it. That's beyond questionable, Shego," said Estelle with a scoff. Shego snorted. "I'm sure you had other plans this evening and you'll be late for the holidays with your brothers now."

"That's fine," said Shego. She looked at Estelle and sighed. "I wasn't going to visit them anyway. I was going on vacation."

"Oh," said Estelle with a raised brow.

"We don't... We don't exactly see eye to eye on things," said Shego. She thought about it. "Actually the last Christmas we spent together was my freshman year in college...and it was the last for a reason."

"I'm sorry to hear that," said Estelle. She patted Shego's hand and smiled. "Well, you're always welcome to ours. Lydia's weird friend has been at ours for years... We don't even know her honestly... Betty? Betsy? I don't know, the girl's weird. One Fourth of July she ate a worm...or several. I'd welcome some sanity."

"I don't know about sanity..." said Shego. She trailed off as a figure in a dark jacket traipsed through the snow ahead of them. He was looking down at his feet but Shego recognized his gait. "Well, look who finally returns?"

"Shego... Mother? What are you two doing out here?" asked Drakken with a shocked look at seeing the two.

"Shego suggested we come find you, dear," said Estelle, handing him the thermos. "It's freezing, drink some hot cocoa before you catch a cold."

"I was fine, just clearing my head," said Drakken, though Shego saw him shiver as he drank from the thermos. He glanced at her. "I thought you'd have left by now."

"Yeah, well, I didn't," said Shego shortly. She felt annoyed at his look.

Had he been waiting for me to leave?

"Come on, let's get you back into the warm house," said Estelle as they turned around and began walking back the few blocks they'd covered. "You're going to get all your patients sick, then how are you going to help them."

Shego looked at Drakken as they walked, Estelle ranting the whole way. He glanced at her, his brows still furrowed as he clearly recalled their last conversation. She sighed. As he looked towards his mother, she leaned against him and held his arm with hers. He shot her a confused look. She tried to convey the fact that she knew it was none of her business and she wasn't going to tell a soul in her look. She expected a look of further confusion or agitation to appear on his face, but with a shrug and a smirk, she knew he'd gotten it. She was suddenly annoyed again and glared.

How can he get that but not, "Shut the fuck up, idiot!" from my normal glares?

Clearly, he knew them too and chose to ignore them. She shook her head as they walked.

"I'm sure Stephan won't mind your bunking with him," said Estelle. Drakken's eyes shot open and he looked at Shego who smirked.

"Actually, Mama Lipsky," said Shego, reading his panic fairly easily, "I think we're going to head out. Thinking about it, I should at least stop by my brothers' and I may need a little back up myself."

"Oh," said Estelle, but she smiled at them. "I understand that. I hope you'll come next holiday, Drewbie."

"Well, we have very busy schedules, Mother," said Drakken quickly. He looked nervous and gave a look at Shego that conveyed, 'hell no!' pretty clearly.

"All right dears, travel safely," said Estelle as they parted from her as they reached the driveway. "Do you want some cookies for the road?"

"No, we're good, Mother," said Drakken, giving her a kiss on the cheek and heading quickly to the car.

"It was nice seeing you dear," said Estelle as Shego gave her a hug. Shego smirked.

"See you at Thanksgiving?" suggested Shego. Estelle beamed and gave her a devious look. Shego winked.

"Looking forward to it, Shego," replied Estelle as Shego gave her a wave as she walked to the car.

"What is she looking forward to? What did you tell her?" asked Drakken suspiciously. He squinted at Shego. "Shego, what are you planning?"

"Nothing," said Shego as she got in the car. "Nothing at all. Now, question, how are we getting out of here?"

"It's the new hover car Shego," said Drakken smugly. He flipped a few switches and it started to shift. "I made it with parts left over from the Doom-V. Clever, right."

"So this thing can fly?" asked Shego as it began to lift off. "And drive?"

"Yes," he said with smugness.

"So we sat in two hours of traffic on the way here for no good reason?" glared Shego.

"I may...I may have forgotten that," said Drakken with a cringe. Shego scoffed and slumped in her seat. "Well, sorry, it's brand new Shego."

"Yeah, well, whatever," said Shego with a head-shake. Now they were definitely going to Thanksgiving, maybe even Fourth of July.

"Do you want me to take you back to the lair or...?" Drakken began, and Shego smirked.

"Actually, why don't we stop by Go City," she said, a glint in her eye.

"Really?" asked Drakken in shock. "I thought you were joking."

"Nope," said Shego. "Just to clarify... Our holiday truce only included Kimmy and the side-kick, right?"

"Well generally...why?" asked Drakken with a small smirk as he saw Shego's devious look.


"Not cool, Sis. Not cool!" yelled one of the Wegos as they hung from the chandelier of a fancy restaurant, wrapped in tinsel.

"Why? Just...why?" asked Hego as he was tied to a pole of wrought iron.

"I thought we'd have a family dinner," said Shego as she ate her plate of food, the chef looking terrified. "Thanks for staying open by the way."

"You sort of threatened him," said Mego as Drakken handed him a fork of food. He too was tied to a chair. "These ropes are chafing my wrists."

"Shouldn't have punched me," said Drakken casually. He held up a bottle. "More wine, Shego?"

"Why thank you, Dr. D.," smiled Shego. She looked at her brothers. "Now, what did we learn?"

"That you're both terrible people," said Hego with a glare.

"I was hoping it was... 'Don't stop you from taking our hard-drive data at Go Tower', but that works too," said Shego, drinking her wine. She smirked at Drakken. "Cheers, Doc?"

"Cheers. To a lovely Christmas Eve and a Happy New Year," smirked Drakken, clinking his glass with hers.

"Do you think we could get some food up here?" asked Wego with a raised brow.

"Yeah, I could go for something," said the other.

"How can you eat when justice is being denied!" yelled Hego. They all stared at him and he sighed.

"If you pay for it...it's not stealing?" said Shego. Drakken smirked.

"...Fine," sighed Hego. "Good thing I brought my credit card."


Oh, Hego →


A/N: An ode to the original take on Kim Possible with The Company.

Also, thanks to wolfofsheep for the name Leviathan.