Locked In

Shego landed with no noise in the dark hallway of the Baskerville Institute, an experimental lab facility with the latest up and coming Molecule Disruptor. Honestly, she couldn't remember what Drakken said it did, something about breaking down matter. All she knew was that it was expensive, one of a kind, and he wanted it. She shook her head as she heard the loud sound behind her and him groan. She wasn't exactly sure why he hadn't just waited in the Hover Car, now repaired finally, while she got the thing. She wasn't going to complain because if she forgot to grab something she could avoid his pouting because she could blame him. She turned to look at him as he rubbed his back and glared at the cement, his glowing green googles showing this. She shook her head as he limped towards her.

"You alright there, Old Timer, forget your cane?" she smirked, she saw him roll his eyes beyond the googles.

"HaHa, that fall hurt," retorted Drakken, "Old Timer? Is this a crack at my birthday coming up, because may I remind you, you're not far behind me, Shego."

"Pft, your the only one who knows that," said Shego, Drakken opened his mouth to continue, but she waved her hand as she heard talking, "Night shift."

She watched as the guards walked off and yanked Drakken back as a flashlight casually swung in their direction. The guards weren't looking for them, they were just chatting as they walked off. As the door closed, Shego bolted and with a small focused blast, the lock on the door melted. She looked to see if Drakken had followed her, but he was still where she'd left him. She supposed it was better then him marching a head and not knowing where... a fire alarm sounded and she looked at Drakken, as the lights spun and sprinklers went off, his hand yanked away from where he'd pushed the button on the wall. She sighed and stood there shaking her head as the water splattered around them. She grabbed his wrist and yanked him as she ran to the room with the lasers, they didn't have much time before either maintenance came to turn it off or the fire department and police came. As they made their way down another hall and to the main lab, the water stopped, apparently the sprinklers were isolated.

"You would set off the alarm," growled Shego as they ducked into a storage closet as footsteps could be heard, "What's the point of those stupid goggles if you're not going to use them."

"It's not like I intentionally set it off, Shego," her whispered back at her, "I was yawning and my hand slipped."

"Don't stay up all night and you wouldn't be tired," said Shego, she glared but saw another opportunity as she smirked at him, "You are getting..."

"Are you going to make another crack about my birthday?" asked Drakken with a glare.

"Not if your going to ruin it," scoffed Shego, she listened at the door, "Coast is clear."

"Good," mumbled Drakken as he went to open the door, he jiggled it and pushed, "It's locked."

"You're probably just not doing it right," sighed Shego as she brushed his hand away.

"I know how to open a door, Shego," glared Drakken, Shego tried, and tried again, she could feel his smirk behind her, his voice mocked hers, "Maybe you're not doing it right."

"You know your not the only one tired here, may I remind you that because you stayed up all night, you just had to bug me," glared Shego, her finger in his face, "Do you want me to use a close range plasma blast?"

"If it opens the door," said Drakken, she saw him swallow hard and glance at her hand, but he was trying to keep a straight face, she sighed and turned to the door.

Shego shot a small blast at the handle and yelled as it blasted back, but not as much as Drakken did. She glanced towards him as he was rubbing his leg where a small burn mark was in his pant now. He gave her a dark look and she was torn between laughing and apologizing. Instead she took the middle ground, shrugged, cringed, and pointed at the door. She went to try again, Drakken darted on the other-side of her and nearly knocked over a bucket which he was now standing in as a mop hit Shego in the back of the head. He grabbed it and gave her an apologetic smile which fell as he looked at his leg again, he glared. Shego shot another blast at the doorjam instead versus the handle. Sparks flew and Shego shook her hand, she lit her hands and scratched at the door, faint lines ran across but little else was damaged. As Shego looked at the door, and it's location, it became a dawning realization that this door was located in a lab that frequented experimental lasers. This was the cleaning and storage closet that held chemicals. This would be the one door in the facility that would be reinforced to prevent accidental explosions, in their hurry one of them must have triggered the lock when they closed the door. There was no lock to even pick on this side. Shego sighed and looked at Drakken. He was looking at the door with a similar expression, he'd already pieced it together.

"So, any plans, Genius?" asked Shego as she spun around and crossed her arms.

"Next time check the door," he shrugged and Shego snorted and looked around.

"Well, we can wait for the idiot security to show up, make a riot and then come out swinging when they open the door?" said Shego, she shrugged, "Book it, no laser though."

"I don't see an alternative," said Drakken, he looked around and then up, "Well there's a vent shaft..."

"How are you fitting in there?" asked Shego as she looked up at the vent, Drakken glared at her, "Oh, you want me to climb in there?"

"Well?" shrugged Drakken, Shego rolled her eyes and lept onto his shoulders, "Hey! She-... a little warning would be nice!"

"Stop your grumbling and stand still," snapped Shego as she pried the vent grid off and tossed it to the floor, she heard Drakken yell as it nearly hit him, but she was too busy using his head to finish climbing in.

"Must you... ow... always.. hey.. do that," grumbled Drakken, but Shego was looking around the vent shaft, it was narrow and as she looked, got even more narrow.

"No go," said Shego as she slid out, she expected a foot to catch her so she dropped, only to crash on Drakken who'd been fiddling with his leg again, "Are you serious."

"You landed on me," snapped Drakken with a grumbled as he sat up, the bucket hit him in the head when he reached for something to grab onto, "Ow!"

Shego sighed as she rolled off Drakken's legs and sat on the turned over bucket. She was agitated, tired, and restraining from plasma blasting the door again. There was only one option and that was to sit it out and wait. Knowing the guards had probably come from here already, they would have to wait till morning. She yanked Drakken's glove down to look at his watch, he glared at her as he slid off his own bucket a little, but she let go and sighed. They had a good six hours, some idle gossip exchange included.

"I blame you," sighed Shego as she looked at the door after ten minutes of silence.

"What's new," sighed Drakken, who was playing with the mop handle that had hit her, he shook his head, "What?"

"Nothing," said Shego, it was silent again, "Any birthday plans?"

"Well, I was hoping to work on the laser," said Drakken with a shrug, Shego shook her head, "What?"

"You really need a hobby," sighed Shego, Drakken opened his mouth, "That doesn't include word take over, karaoke, and annoying me."

"I cook," said Drakken, and Shego shrugged, "I think I have a lot of hobbies Shego. I may not tell you about all of them, but I have extensive interests and hobbies. What about you?"

"I have lots of hobbies," said Shego with an eye roll.

"Apart from villainy, magazines, reading, sunbathing, belittling me, and shopping?" snarked Drakken, Shego raised a brow, "I also draw."

"I know, I've seen. I remember the witch and the snake," said Shego with a smirk, Drakken rolled her eyes, "Why don't you have a party..."

"No, absolutely not," said Drakken, he shook his head, "Mark another failed year with a bunch of people I can barely stand."

"What about Duff and Monkey Fist," said Shego, Drakken shrugged, "I'm telling Duff."

"Don't you dare," glared Drakken, he shook his head, "No, a nice relaxing night in the lab is my plan."

"Relaxing... you mean a small fire?" asked Shego, "As opposed to last weeks larger one? Why don't you go on a Spacation like I do."

"Spa-cation?" asked Drakken with a raised brow, but he smiled a bit, "Well, that might be nice... which one do you usually go?"

"I go... you're not going there," said Shego, quickly, a sudden wave of panic, Midas knows too much and a lot she'd elaborated on when she was venting, "How about one of those Villain Retreats?"

"Oh yes, exactly what I would want," said Drakken with an eyeroll, "Might as well have a party then, at least you'd be there."

"No I wouldn't," said Shego with a cringe, "If you remember, I'm not exactly on good terms with a few other villains."

"Are you telling me, that if I had agreed to a party, you would have bailed?" asked Drakken with wide eyes, Shego shrugged, he glared.

"Oh please, you would have bailed too. Tell me which party have you actually not run off or hidden from?" asked Shego, she rolled her eyes, "Maybe our parties were good because we weren't there?"

"We're terrible hosts," said Drakken, both he and Shego snorted with laughter, and Shego had an idea.

"Hey, why don't we go to that retreat. We're not throwing a party or hosting, we would haze zero responsibilities or cleanup," said Shego with a devious grin, Drakken returned it.

"Which means we could judge, corrupt, and terrorize as much as we want," Shego grinned, "And maybe get some new ideas to... borrow."

"Exactly!" responded Shego, the mere thought making her fight off a grin.

"Well then, sounds like we're going on a vacation," said Drakken, Shego saw his eyes become giddy at his own words, "What does one bring to a Retreat?"

"We'll talk about that later," said Shego as she got up with a stretch as she heard a door, "Prepare for a Smash and Grab."

"Normally a Smash and Grab refers to jewelry, Shego," said Drakken as he grabbed a broom handle as the door fiddled.

"Yeah, well in this case it refers to a face and a laser," said Shego as her hands glowed and the door opened.

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