Bonding

Shego looked at her hands, watching the glow as she leaned against the bar's outer wall. She let the glow fade and let out a deep sigh. She glanced down at the ground where her date lay unconscious. Perhaps she overreacted a bit. So she kicked someone's hide for grabbing hers and trying to fight her date. She wasn't a freak. Well, she was, but there was no need to call the woman who just saved your hide one. She debated on checking on him, but he would be fine. She'd only hit him once with barely a tap. It wasn't the first time a date had ended like this. It was… unfortunately pretty standard.

She kicked off the wall and began heading to the docks. She hoped someone had left a jet ski unattended because she really didn't want to call Drakken to get a ride back to the island. She looked in her wallet. Perhaps she could just rent a room somewhere for the night. The last thing she needed was even a slightly pitying look from someone like Dr. Drakken.

She felt a mixture of rage and depression hit her. The guy was hardly the only guy to freak out about her powers. Even when she went on dates with others in the villain community, it always ended up being with a creep or someone just hoping to get a free mercenary mission done. She growled to herself. Had she honestly forgotten her card? She had thirty dollars. She would have to call Drakken, and that was the last thing she needed right...

"Shego?" Of course... She nearly kicked the ground as she heard Drakken's voice. She looked up at the karaoke bar and then down to where Drakken stood in the doorway.

"Hey, Dr. Drakken." She spun around and gave her best confident smirk. "Nerding it up?"

"Nice," he said and rolled his eyes. "No, karaoke night was a bust. Someone had too many drinks and a lot of things needed to be cleaned. You look...amazing."

"I...uh...thanks," said Shego. She pulled her jacket a bit closer. She smiled a little. "Nice tie."

"Uh, yeah," he shrugged. "I'm sure you have somewhere to be, don't want to keep you. I'm just going to grab supplies and head back to the island."

"Yeah, plans for sure," said Shego. She walked the opposite way for a few feet.

She turned around and watched as Drakken headed into the small local grocery store. She looked around and sighed. She could have just made something up. She was going to call him anyway. She looked upwards and sighed. She didn't have to tell him anything. She nodded to herself. She changed her mind, that's all he needed to know. However, there was a part of her that really wanted to vent. A bar would be nice... But with thirty bucks, and one bar on vomit patrol, and the other sheltering her unconscious date, her choices were limited. She looked at her thirty bucks and headed towards a restaurant in the distance.

"You should get some wine," said Shego. Drakken nearly dropped the basket he held as Shego stood behind him holding a bag of food and a bottle. "Or three."

"I thought..." Drakken trailed off and she waited for him to prattle on, but he shrugged and grabbed the bottle. "Ever had a wine float?"

"No, but I am intrigued," said Shego as Drakken grabbed another bottle off the shelf. "Hope you like what is supposed to be Chinese food, but I don't think it is."

"I've had it. It's not. But we will need hot sauce," said Drakken. He moved down an aisle.

"So then, I left the guy on the side of the bar," said Shego as she took another bite of her frozen yogurt wine float. It was in fact, intriguingly delicious.

"Sounds reasonable," said Drakken as he added more hot sauce to his bowl.

"I may have overreacted," shrugged Shego. "I mean, it's not like the first time it's happened or something. I once went on a date with a guy who knew who I was, and turned out he had a particular kink and wanted me to zap him."

"Please tell me you didn't give him that satisfaction," choked Drakken as he rolled his eyes.

"No, I kicked him through a wall instead," said Shego. She poured more wine in her frozen yogurt.

"Ever been on a date...where they steal your car to go on a crime spree, without you?" asked Drakken. Shego snorted.

"I'm usually the one who does that," she replied, and they both laughed. "Oh, I want to hear that story."

"Year one villainy," Drakken began. He put down his dish and began his elaborate tale.

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