Misunderstandings All Around

Shego kicked at the bars angrily. Two times she'd broken someone out of that prison. Two times, and the time she was making a casual drop-in...she got caught. What was worse was the fact that after nearly a week, Drakken had yet to make an appearance to break her out.

Shego glared. When she got out of there she was going to pummel him. She looked at the reinforced cell they had her in.

They're getting smarter.

She cringed. It looked like Global Justice had started assisting in making cells outside their own facilities now. She'd been on lock-down for the week; they weren't going to take a chance; she'd book it until everything was set up to avoid her powers.

Shego collapsed on her 'bed' angrily. Her emotions were running rampant, and she knew that she could no longer blame it on side effects from the Mood-U-Lator incident. She felt angry, betrayed, bitter, and depressed. She kept looking out the window, expecting to see the hover car. She'd gotten one phone call and he'd answered in that cheery voice; that had been a week ago. She glared and threw a plasma blast at her scorched wall. She blamed Carmella... Well, him too, but mostly that obnoxious little blonde pixie.

If she wasn't distracting him...

"All right, you're cleared to come out, but no funny business," said the guard. There was a new device on her hip, and Shego groaned. Global Justice was definitely outfitting prisons with more high-tech defenses.

"Sure," said Shego. Her fingers itched, but then she saw the person she'd come here for; Cleopatra was not too far away. Shego smirked. "I'll behave."

"Doubtful," muttered the guard, hand still on the device.

Shego gave her best innocent smile and walked past the guard. She glared. She could have easily kicked the guard over the railing, made a dash along its rails through the windows above the cells, then one hefty blast and she'd be out. Avoid any gunfire by staying in the shadows, then down to where she'd hidden the hover car...if they hadn't already located that. Yes, it would be easy, comically so, but she came there for a reason. She saw Cleopatra make her way to the lunchroom and took her shot. She darted forward, weaving. Her foot hit something, and she spun instead of falling.

"Well, look who actually got caught," smirked a familiar face. Shego was not in the mood to deal with this.

"Pandora," said Shego, but she couldn't resist. "Orange suits you."

"If you're trying to get a rise out of me, you know I know better," said Pandora with a raised brow. She gave Shego a pitying look. "Listen, I know being dumped is hard, so if you need to cry...please...and I mean this... Make sure someone alerts me to come watch."

"Well, someone got cynical over the years," said Shego. She glared and her fists balled. Lucky for Pandora she didn't want to cause a riot and get sent back to her cell, yet.

"You're a really good teacher," glared Pandora as she walked off. "I hope you got ripped off on that necklace."

"Okay, let this one go Shego," the green woman muttered to herself as she looked for Cleopatra. She glared back at Pandora. "For now."

"Okay, so it tastes horrible," said Carmella as she slid a cup of tea over to Drakken. "But since we're trying to hurry this up, I didn't have time to sweeten it or add..."

"So, you're asking me to trust you that this," groaned Drakken—his whole body ached as he came off the original tea—it was getting much worse, "is only to wind me down from this other concoction you have me on?"

"I told you, had I known the actual situation, I would not have used you as a guinea pig... At least not right away, but...vengeance... Hard not to pass up," said Carmella, giving a wide grin. "May I remind you? I put you under mind control for the ball and the party because I thought you were messing with me... You sabotaged Cleopatra and I at the ball because you thought I had only been messing with you. Misunderstandings all around. The sooner you drink this, the sooner this whole this is over."

"Yes, well, villainy and vengeance go hand in hand," said Drakken, a small smirk on his face before it fell back to a glare. "You're certain that there are no sub-side-effects from overlapping these two chemically enhanced zombie-makers? Because so help me, once Shego figures this out and comes back—she will come back mind you—puppet-me will not be able to help you and real me is going to stop me if I do."

"Understood," said Carmella. She looked towards the door. "You know, it's so weird. I thought we were bonding and then she just...never came back. She never even went to my lair."

"Shego doesn't like labeled bonding," said Drakken. A new wave of pain ran up his spine. "What in the... Why would you make something so horribly painful?!"

"To make people not want to get off the mind control tea?" shrugged Carmella. She slid the cup towards him. "One drink and in twenty-four hours you'll be off the mind control, no side-effects."

"Guarantea'd." Drakken smirked at his own joke. Carmella snorted with a high-pitched laugh.

"That was cute... Oh, yeah you should probably drink that. You haven't done the exorcist vomiting I warned you about, so that should be coming soon," said Carmella. She cringed as he drank it, and Drakken raised a brow.

"What's that look for?" asked Drakken. He watched her look change to a forced smile. "Either you're tricking me..."

"No, just going to miss our afternoon tea chaos," sighed Carmella. "I kind of enjoyed the running from the laser and dragging you from one room to the other while you did everything in your power to stop me...which was very little power I might add."

"Yeah, well, you're pretty strong for your stature," said Drakken. He looked at the empty cup. "Well, here's hoping you know what you're doing."

"Me too," said Carmella nervously. Drakken's eyes shot open. "There's never a guarantee in science, you know that."

Officially one week and two days, and Shego had not been able to have a single moment to find Cleopatra, and she was just about done with the catty prison world. One would assume a prison full of other villains would be interesting, informative, or bonding on an evil level even... No, it was catty, obnoxious, oversharing, and watching the strongest look like utter children. Yet another reason Shego never stuck around for long when they did get caught. Some liked that social aspect of being a villain... She'd much rather just go to a villain party or mixer. She was waiting until lights out and she was getting out of there. She just needed a key to her cell—easy, if she could find Lopez; he was an idiot and spent far too much time distracted by issues with his ex and telling everyone about it.

"First thing I'm doing is kicking Blue Boy's ass," glared Shego. She still couldn't believe he hadn't come to spring her yet. This was the first time she had been the only one caught.

"Are you breaking out of here?"

Shego jumped and looked to see the very person she'd come there to see, Cleopatra.

"Well, are you?"

"You. It's your fault I'm in here," snapped Shego. Cleopatra's confused look was warranted.

"Okay, sweetheart, we'll get back to that," said Cleopatra. She sat uncomfortably close to her. "Take me with you."

"Why would I take you with me?" asked Shego, scooting away.

"Listen, I don't look good in orange... And is not the new black no matter what Hatter says in Cell Block 6... And I have a few bones to pick with my former partner, just like you apparently do... Come on, take me with you," said Cleopatra, pouting.

"Uhg, stop that," said Shego. She rolled her eyes. "Speaking of former partners..."

"I know you sprung her," said Cleopatra. Shego raised a brow. "You don't think she didn't write to me to gloat about it? Clearly you don't know Carmella well. She may come off all sweet and friendly like some sort of Disney princess gone bad...but she is the most petty, conniving, manipulative, insane nutcase I've ever met... Isis and Seth, I miss her."

"You can have her," scoffed Shego. "Since Drakken and her have started working together, it's like he's not even the same person."

"Interesting... Is he happier?" asked Cleopatra after a moment's silence.

"Yes," scoffed Shego.

"Shadowing her?"

"Yeah..."

"Obsessive and isolating even?" said Cleopatra. Shego glared. DNAmy again.

"The dolt has a crush, I get it... But he left me here for a week," said Shego. Cleopatra raised a brow.

"Come now Shego, I only worked with him once," said Cleopatra. She rolled her eyes. "Do you think he would just leave you here? He spent the entire time plotting the Ruby Laser and trying to get you to rest. I'd like to think I am more of a distraction than Candy Queen."

"...He's under mind control," said Shego as she played back the awkward scenes. The 'tea-time,' the sudden change in demeanor... "He must have been coming down off whatever is in that tea."

"Tea? She's using the tea?" said Cleopatra, her eyes shooting open. "I mean, I know she was upset about the ball, but that stuff is wretched. I watched a henchman cry like a baby and projectile vomit when she first tested it."

"Excuse me?" asked Shego. Cleopatra nodded. Shego felt a wave of anger and stupidity. "How could I have possibly missed the signs... The man never shuts up about his plans, him not telling me a thing, is just...just weird. I can't believe I misunderstood everything."

"In your defense, men also act off when they are getting some action, so you might have just thought he was smitten and satisfied," shrugged Cleopatra. "How do you think I got my lair?"

"Eww, why would you say that?" Shego cringed at the idea of Drakken and Carmella. "All right, let's get out of here."

"Really?" asked Cleopatra happily. "You're taking me with you?"

"Yeah, well, we both have issues with the same person, so why not," said Shego. She smirked. "So tell me more about her little 'tea-time' situation."

"Shego... Dementor... Possible... Mom... " Carmella sat at the table with a now restrained Drakken, trying to see if words made him react differently.

"How about you, Dr. Sweets?" smirked Drakken with a raised brow. "How about you untie me and we take things a little more...evilly."

"Well...okay, no," said Carmella. She looked at the teas. "This isn't good at all... I mean, I now know mixing them creates a pseudo-love potion... Something that might come in handy for Valentine's villainy... But not what I was going for... Maybe a little less of the orchid."

"Wow, she's never done it long term before," said Cleopatra as the rode in a stolen cop car. "Normally a few days."

"So she has no idea what she's doing then?" asked Shego. Her hands tightened on the wheel. "Big mistake using Dr. D. as her test dummy."

"Never use another villainess's man, I told her that," said Cleopatra with a shake of the head. She screamed as green flames flared up in front of her face.

"Get it right, Cleopatra. Drakken and I are not a couple, okay," snapped Shego. She wasn't dealing with that right now and Cleopatra nodded. "The correct statement is, never use another villainess's lair... If there is one pink thing in that place other than pictures of Commodore Puddles, the apron, the four Christmas ornaments, or the earrings his mother gave me for my birthday...she's dead."

"That was a specific list of pink items," said Cleopatra. Shego glared and it was silent. "His mother got you earrings?"

"Yeah, very tasteful. Pink diamonds in gold. I don't normally do pink, but she said they were hers and since she mostly wears pearls..." Shego said calmly, "who am I to say no?"

"His mother gives you family heirloom jewelry?" asked Cleopatra. Shego was about to snap at her reading too much into it, but Cleopatra pouted. "Only jewelry I ever got from anyone was if I stole it myself."

"Oh, that's...sad," said Shego. She fought the evil grin. "A lair...no jewelry? Must be hanging around the wrong villains."

"Never met anyone's mother, either," said Cleopatra. She raised a brow and smirked. "You're certain that..."

"His mother and I have a completely separate relationship," said Shego quickly. "He avoids her calls and I listen to all the juicy details about his childhood to later mock him with."

"Sounds like a couple to me," muttered Cleopatra under her breath.

"...You want to run that by me again?" asked Shego, eyes narrowed. Cleopatra looked at Shego, the cop car, and her hands.

"Sounds completely normal to me," laughed Cleopatra with a slight nervous tone.

"That's what I thought," said Shego as she hit the gas. "I can't wait to see the look on her face when we bust in."

"Oh thank god!" cheered Carmella as Shego and Cleopatra burst in the door, Drakken gagged and tied to a column behind her.

"That's not what I was expecting," said Cleopatra, holding a large gold scarab-styled laser. "More terror and shock honestly."

"Works for me," snapped Shego. She fired a plasma blast at Carmella who screamed and dodged. "Get your pink frilly princess ass back where I can blast you!"

"Wait!" yelled Carmella. Shego froze for a second only for a laser to shoot at her from Carmella. "It's only fair."

"Fair! I'll show you fair," yelled Shego as she dodged the blast and fired back.

"All you need is the flying monkeys, and this is some sort of deleted scene from the Wizard of Oz," muttered Cleopatra as plasma blasts and bright lights flew back and forth to screams and maniacal laughter.

"Kim!" came a yell from above as Ron Stoppable flew across the room with a rogue grappling hook.

"...Close enough," shrugged Cleopatra.

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