Okay, lets hope I do finish this one sooner… whee!
Oh… and I'll probobally ditch the day-by-day. This chapter, maybe later, I don't know... but it'll get old trying to describe the same thing every chapter, even if I do add new twists.
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The silent alarm buzzed soundly at the base of her neck, cut short after less than a moments activity. Shego was up before it ended, tossing the small device back into a drawer and sealing it shut with a silent kick, somersaulting up into the ventilation. Without a sound made, the grating was shut again, two eyes peering into the dark room below, already accustomed to the dim moonlight coming from the closed shutters. This time, there would be no mistake, no rest before the subject arrived.
Her eyes did not wander to the clock, which had now been turned away from her vision. Her mind simply ticked away the moments, ensuring that no entrance to her abode went un-noticed. Dark turned to slowly into a gentle glow, the brightness becoming ever greater. Soon, the creak of a door was heard, somewhere far off in the lair. A distant slam, followed by some family-friendly cursing. He was here.
Moments passed, her ears following his progress through the building, small crashes and utterings decorating every few footsteps. Soon, she could even hear the squeaks of his naked mole-rat friend, a conversation between them. "Yeah, I know, but I can't stop." A moment passed, with indecipherable chittering from the pet. "Okay, so she did nearly fry us. She keeps the roses though, doesn't she?" more noise from the young man's friend. Shego swore she could almost make out the word 'cookie' from the small mammal as they stopped at her door. "Yeah, I wanted some too. Maybe he still has some we can get today."
She heard her door being fumbled with, followed with some buttons being pressed. She had her lock installed by Drakken, and made double sure there was no self-destruct on it, so the fumbling button pushing wasn't going to break this device. Most of the buttons didn't even do anything. Soon, the door opened, and Ron was thanking his small pink friend. "That rat is definitely more than it appears," Shego mused.
Looking around the empty room, the blonde shrugged, and walked over to the vase, adding the rose to the steadily growing collection. As soon as his fingers released the plant, he was thrown on the bed, ropes already binding his hands and feet. As soon as he got a chance to look up, he lost consciousness.
Opening his eyes, Ron noticed that he was no longer in Shego's bedroom, but instead in the lobby, tied to a chair. Across from him sat the villainess herself, hidden behind a magazine, which she idly flipped through. Next to him sat a tray of cookies, which he went to reach for... only to notice his hand was tied to the chair he sat in. Worse than that, the rope holding him down was adorned with bells, making a loud racket at his simple motion. Moving the magazine down to peer at him, Shego made no noise, no movement of significance, before picking the magazine back up and continuing to read.
"So uh... what are you going to do with me?" Ron reached for the cookies again, straining to move the heavy chair by will of need for cookies.
"Will you two keep it down in here! I'm trying to work you know!" The noise made by the bells had elicited the doctor out of the lab, who noticed why the boy was making a ruckus. "Oh for Pete's sake Shego, would you let the boy have some cookies," Drakken complained as he walked over to move the tray within reach.
As soon as his fingers touched the dish, the gloved hand was blasted with a weak green plasma bolt, forcing it to jerk the tray of cookies to the floor. "Ah ah ah, what did we agree on when we discussed the treatment of prisoners earlier this morning?"
Drakken groaned, standing up and brushing himself off, "Shego knows best. Yeah, whatever, I'm going back to work." With that, he trotted off back into the lab.
Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket, and noticed what the boy was tied up in. He went to start gnawing the rope away, when Shego's voice came from across the room, "You know, that rope is made from some stuff that, I've been told, naked mole rats are VERY allergic to." With that, the small pet sniffed at the rope, sneezing and rubbing his nose. Ron patted his friend consolingly, that much freedom allowed in the rope. "It's all right buddy, I know you tried. Hey, why don't you go grab some of those cookies," the young man said, pointing at the spoils.
"Cookies!" the young pet said, scampering off to eat some of the sweet treats.
Ron glanced at the clock, and groaned. "Oh come on, it's a school day... Can't you let me go so I don't miss class? I'm pretty sure Mr. Barkin doesn't accept 'kidnapped by super villains' as a good reason to miss class."
Shego set down the magazine, and stood up, strolling to stand right in front of the boy, her most intimidating look adorning her face. She stood directly in front of him, glaring down on him, as her lips started to move. "Now listen closely. I am evil. EVIL. That means I don't care about you, I don't care about your stupid school, I don't even care that you want some of the cookies my idiot boss cooked for you yesterday. In fact, the only thing I care about right now is getting you to stop coming and disturbing my work. I enjoy being evil, and your showing up every day is interfering with that."
Ron seemed thoughtful for a moment, before nodding at the woman. "Okay, no more showing up every day. Can I go now?"
Staring down on him, the woman shrugged, and walked back over to her chair. "Princess should be here soon to get you. Call went out to GJ a while ago."
Sitting dumbfounded, silence stayed between the two for several more minutes. In that time, a well-rounded, and satisfied looking Rufus climbed back into Ron's pocket, with some difficulty.
The door entering the lair slammed open, a red-head in full mission mode bound in with flips, landing in fighting stance and scanning the room. "Relax girl, he's over there," said the villainess, pointing with a nail file, not bothering to look up.
Running over to him, she quickly undid his restraints with a lipstick laser, "Ron, are you all right? Did she hurt you?"
He shook his head, "Not that I know of. I mean, I remember being thrown onto something soft, then passing out, but other than that I should be okay."
Kim turned to the green villainess, storming towards her with anger in her eyes. For several minutes the girl lectured upon the woman, citing several sources regarding human rights. When she had finished, she noticed that Shego had earphones on, obviously not listening to a word she had said. Sighing defeated, the auburn haired heroine just strode out of the lair, Ron already waiting at the appointed ride.
As the door to the lair closed, Shego let out a breathy sigh, and stood up to go... ignore Drakken in his lab. "Finally, back to the norm."
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Okie-day, you should all be glad I sat down and did this chapter! (I found that funny, but most of you won't P)
Updates will continue being extremely sporadic for a while... but that doesn't mean I've stopped writing. Huzzah!
Oh, and to those of you that noticed you got two alerts about this story, don't worry... I uploaded the story twice, the only change being this little part. This story officially (has for a while), received more reviews than my other story, despite differences in length. I'd like to thank my actually taking care to write this story right, but you guys know best!