A/N: Thanks to the Villain OC borrows, ideas, and concepts. bcbdrums ( The Giraffe) and the wonderful sweet-or-sarcastic for our lovely children Pandora and Hermes.

Villain Party

"I don't know about this Shego," said Drakken as he looked around the lair's third floor where the henchmen were currently stringing up lights. "I've never really thrown a successful party before."

"Hard to believe..." muttered Shego with an eye-roll. "Too late Drakken, because all the guests are coming tonight."

"We could move," said Drakken. Shego stared at him. "Fine, guess we're doing this...wait."

"Yes, you have to be there," said Shego. She pointed at him. "Listen, we agreed we tied the game. So my win is a villain party. It's not hard. Everyone drinks a little too much, there's stupid plot shares, more often than not the plot turns up with a naked villainess, a henchmen spin the bottle, and Global Justice running around in tears trying to figure out who did what. You'd know that from the last one, you know...if you hadn't run off with Killigan and Monkey Fist all night."

"They're coming, right?" asked Drakken quickly. Shego rolled her eyes.

"Dr. D... There are more villains than those two," said Shego. Clearly she was annoyed with him. Drakken rolled his own eyes.

"I am aware of...you didn't invite Dementor did you?" asked Drakken quickly with sudden agitation.

"Obviously not, but I can't believe you invited DNAmy," said Shego. Drakken felt a wash of panic; he'd forgotten about that. Shego smirked. "Going to try to woo her away from Fist?"

"No, Amy and I agreed to be friends," snapped Drakken. He looked at the henchman stocking the bar. "Am I going to have to sway you away from the bar tonight?"

"No, I'm good," said Shego. She cringed at the result of her last intoxicated incident. "Okay, here's the deal. No drinks for me and no running and hiding from you."

"This is going to be a long night," said Drakken. He was regretting this more and more.

Drakken wasn't sure who everyone was in his lair. In fact a majority of those on the guest list were all Shego's old contacts... Okay, they were all hers. He'd only added Monkey Fist, Duff Killigan, and DNAmy. He would have invited six from Questopia, but he felt betrayed by his former co-leader. Honestly, they'd already been on the list; he just wanted to feel like he'd contributed. Though he had a sneaking suspicion his bank account was going to take a pretty big hit from the weekend. He jumped as Shego's hand touched his shoulder out of nowhere.

"Okay, so here's the down-low. I told everyone to bring a guest so that way we could meet some new people. The both of us. If you don't know someone, don't pretend to, it's lame," said Shego. Drakken rolled his eyes, and Shego's widened. "Oh god he came."

"Who?" asked Drakken. His eyes widened as an extremely tall man in what could only be described as a giraffe patterned suit came in. "Who is...is that The Giraffe?"

"Of course you're going to know that one?" sighed Shego. "I met him at a mixer once... I may need to find Junior soon."

"Anything going on there?" asked Drakken with a raised brow and a smirk.

"No," said Shego with an eye roll. "Giraffe brought a friend..."

"How nice," said Drakken as a woman in overly dramatic frilly attire walked in next to the excessively tall villain. "Do they work at the circus?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask Amy about her zipper friend and see if she knows them," said Shego with an eye roll. She waved to a woman near the door. "I'm going to start greeting our guests. Hey Adrena!"

"Yeah so then I got my talisman back," said Jackie the Jackal. "I've gotten it all handled now. I mean wrestling is a no-go now, but you know..."

"Fre-aky," laughed Adrena. She and Shego were listening to Jackal recount the loss and gain of his power talisman. "If I had someone like that on my show, the ratings would have killed. Right June?"

"Sure," came the melancholy voice of Adrena's skater cousin, June Key.

"So what do you do now?" asked Shego to Jackal. "Adrena and June apparently rig networks and sabotage high clientele for extortion."

"It's a lot more exciting than it sounds," said Adrena, June smirked.

"At the moment I am trying to work on a network revenge plot," said Jackal, rubbing his muzzle.

"Looks like the three of you have something in common," said Shego. She took the moment to leave. "Have fun scheming... Drakken?"

"Yeah?" laughed Drakken as he stood talking to The Giraffe and the woman who'd come with him, and another. "Oh Shego, have you met Carmella and Cleopatra?"

"No, I haven't," said Shego as she looked at the pink-clad woman with candy buttons and the woman with dark hair in a slinky gold outfit and jewels.

"This is Cleopatra. She's just recently stolen a collection of high priced cursed jewelry," said Drakken. The woman gave a haughty chuckle.

"It was sheer child's play," said Cleopatra, swiping her hair back. "You must know how it is, dear. Bat a few lashes and no one notices a few trinkets or millions missing. Besides, people are afraid of supposedly cursed items. Peasants."

"This lovely woman is Carmella. She's been working on mind control candy," said Drakken. "So delicious."

"You're such a charmer Doctor," giggled the overly pink woman. "It got a lot of trash talk in my previous profession, but nothing's better than obedient children to do your bidding."

"Isn't she delightful," said Drakken. Shego was taken aback as she looked at Drakken. "She was a professor," he continued.

"Oh, you're so sweet, it wasn't much. Just neurobiology. What better access then to mind controlling substances," she giggled. "But I've always fancied owning a bakery, so it was a perfect match. People don't always see my vision."

"It's such a sweet vision," said Drakken. Shego looked to see if he held a drink in his hand.

"Interesting. What about you Giraffe? Anything new?" asked Shego. The Giraffe gave an overly throaty laugh and his wheezy voice responded.

"Why yes, actually," he laughed. "I recently found my niche in villainy. Turns out people tend to avoid you if you talk too much. I've been swiping high powered parts for quite a few villains. Mercenary work was calling my name. Though my fiancée does encourage me to still keep making my mark on my own."

"Fiancée?" asked Shego, she looked around.

"Oh, Summer couldn't be here today. She's working on a new project of her own," said The Giraffe. He grinned widely. "Her weather machine was destroyed by that pesky little brat with the side-kick."

"Possible," said all of the others. He nodded.

"I've yet to meet her. Most of my things were stopped by Global Justice," said Carmella.

"You'll meet her, everyone does," said Shego with an eye-roll. She looked towards the entrance. "Hermes is here... I told you about him right?"

"Appraiser you met while working for Brotherson? Yeah, you mentioned him," said Drakken. Shego rolled her eyes but smiled. He was currently too focused on Carmella.

"Hermes?" asked Cleopatra. She grinned. "Haven't seen him in ages. Should have brought my rubies for him to look at."

"What kind of rubies?" asked Drakken. "Rubies that could be used in a high intensity laser perhaps?"

"Cursed, supposedly. Apparently you go blind if you stare at them too long. I'm fine... Though a few of my henchmen have had some eye troubles lately," she shrugged. "It comes with the job."

Shego walked over to the older man she knew, a bit shorter than her and in a crisp nice suit. Though he did come off as a bit stuffy at times, he was great at getting to expensive and unique items with many not batting an eye. An appraising villain was where it was at, as he'd put it. Not many appraisers turn a blind eye to where their clients acquire rare and expensive items so casually.

"Hermes, long time, no see," said Shego, "Especially since you bailed online."

"Been too busy with my new partner," said Hermes with a shrug. He dug in his jacket pocket and pulled out a box. "It took longer than expected."

"New partner? So you're really going into competition with all these choice villains..." Shego dramatically indicated to a few of their guests. "Yeah, you'll do fine. How much do I owe you?"

"Nothing, I'd save it for a new entrance light... Shego?" asked the woman behind him, dramatically dressed in a white dress and jewelry. "What are the odds."

"So if I use sulfur hexafluoride..." came the high pitched voice of Falsetto, "do you think it would affect my voice?"

"He sounds like I imagine a balloon animal to sound," came Paulson, an older man with dark hair and former assistant to Drakken. "It'd be interesting to hear."

"The question is, would it make his voice normal or abnormally low," said Monkey Fist, sipping the drink in his foot.

"Ay, Drakken, you got any?" asked Duff, drinking his third mug.

"I don't know..." said Drakken, trying mostly to figure out how his former assistants had gotten invited. Dwayne was off dancing with Cleopatra at the moment.

"You do, I remember cleaning the bottles," said Hector the night henchman. He and the others were all over the room with many other henchmen.

"You should go get it Drakken," smiled Carmella. "I'm curious to see its effects."

"Do you think it might damage my vocal cords more?" asked Falsetto.

"Can it be any worse than sounding like that?" said Monkey Fist. His eyes shot open. "Oh no, I have to go."

"Monty, there you are," giggled DNAmy as she headed their way. "Hiya Honeybunny."

"I'll be right back," said Drakken with a start. He felt a wave of discomfort wash over him as he saw DNAmy follow Monkey Fist into a crowd.

"Would you like some company?" asked Carmella. Drakken was in such a hurry he didn't actually catch her suggestion until he had already declined and was down the hall.

"You idiot," scoffed Drakken at himself. Of course he'd missed that.

He shook his head and made his way to his lab. He tried to keep positive; he was certain he'd have plenty of opportunities with the candy-sweet Carmella, as sweet as she seemed... He found her twisted humor very enlightening. He made his way around his lab looking for the particular gas he needed... His idea could prove to be a disaster or humorous for all.

"Dr. D.?" said Shego. He nearly dropped a vial of methyl propyl ether.

"What is it Shego?" asked Drakken as he grabbed the container he needed.

"I knew you'd run off and hide. Listen I am currently dealing with an awkward situation of my own. My pal Hermes, who I had hoped to get to know a little better tonight, is here with an ex of mine. If I haven't run away from that, you can deal with whatever made you hide," said Shego, practically shoving him out of the lab.

"I wasn't...really? Oh, what a dilemma," said Drakken. He said with amusement. He saw Shego glare. "Perhaps a ménage à trois? Not judging."

"...Shut up," said Shego, but he saw the smirk on her lips as she rolled her eyes.

Shego stared at the bar longingly as Adrena danced with Jackal on top of it. The music was loud and the party had officially started. What she wanted was a drink, or perhaps some poison for herself. She'd officially ditched Hermes and his partner Pandora, who had nothing kind to say about the lair's décor. Shego was suddenly remembering one of the many reasons it had ended... She took a deep breath, she'd been talking to Dwayne, a former henchman of Drakken's...but that had fizzled fast when he'd bailed because his ride got kicked out. Shego had no idea what had occurred between Drakken and the guy.

"Do you want to dance?" asked Junior, leaning over Shego. She smiled.

"Sure," said Shego with a sigh as she took his hand.

"Avoiding the bar I see?" asked Junior as he spun her, causing her to actually smile.

"Last drink I had didn't end well," said Shego as they danced to the tempo.

"You're alive, so all in all, I'd say it was fair," said Junior. He raised a brow. "Do you need a wingman?"

"No, I'm good," Shego smirked. "But, how about next weekend you and I go clubbing in Madrid?"

"You know, I am always up for dancing," grinned Junior with a shrug. "And attractive people."

"Sounds like a date," replied Shego. Her eyes caught sight of Drakken as she danced; he was at the bar with Duff.

Drakken spun his empty shot glass, he'd only had two and it was not doing him any good. So far this night was a bust. He'd come back from the lab to find Carmella and Hector on the dance floor, and the excitement of the gas had really faded for him. To top it all off was Monkey Fist dodging DNAmy all night, so there he sat, alone, and listening to Duff tell tales of Nessie. Duff was three sheets to the wind right now and the only thing keeping Drakken from drinking honestly.

"Nessie was a good cat you know," said Duff. "Always ate me mom's cooking that I didn't want..."

"Hey, soo...hey. Fre-aky fun idea," laughed Adrena, crouching in front of them on the bar. "Who's in on messing with Possible?"

"I think you've had too much," smirked Drakken as he took the drink away from the young woman.

"Besides, it's too far," laughed a drunk Giraffe.

"I know someone who can get us into Global Justice," yelled Jackal.

"That's nice," said Shego as they watched the television screen. "Looks like Carmella got to meet Possible after all."

"Good for them," said Drakken. Shego raised her brow and nudged Drakken.

"Everyone had a good time," said Shego. She drank her water. "More than I had."

"Pft, funny how that works," said Drakken. Shego saw his tired smirk.

"So you know Hermes, care to elaborate on that?" asked Shego. Drakken choked on his drink and waved his hand.

"Long time ago, not important. I'm going to retire," said Drakken hastily. He looked to his left. "After I help Killigan find his room.".

"What are you deflecting there Dr. D?" asked Shego with a smirk. "I want the story."

"Come on Killigan, let's get you to the guest room," said Drakken. He swung off his stool to help the inebriated villain.

"I know my way," said Duff as he stumbled off his stool.

"Don't worry, we'll help him find his way," said Senior with a smile. "We appreciate the accommodations."

"Of course," said Shego. As they left the room she grabbed Drakken's arm and whispered, "He called you Drew?"

"That's my name," he whispered back, though his tone had annoyance in it. "Good night."

"Uh huh, this conversation isn't over," said Shego. She watched as Drakken walked out of the room.

Away We Dance →