Chapter Text
Grounded
"SHEGO!" came the yell of Drakken from down the hallway.
Shego relaxed in the cozy chair in her room, reading a large book instead of her usual magazine. It was Saturday and her day off, but as she heard Drakken's voice call her name she closed the book and waited. She'd left her door open, expecting this very reaction. She waited until an irate-looking Drakken stood in her doorway. For a moment, it actually startled her. His eyes were pure fire, his brow was furrowed, and the darker hue to his blue skin would have made her take a step back if she wasn't already sitting down. She shook off the odd feeling in her gut and chose to re-open her book and not look at him.
"Shego?" he asked, and she could hear him trying to calm himself down.
"Uhm hmm," said Shego. He didn't come into her room at first, but then he walked over to her chair. She watched his boot tap in front of her. She took a drink of her lemonade and flipped a page. "Need something?"
"Shego... Conniving, insane, malicious, lovely Shego." She could feel the venom in his voice, but the smirk spread across her lips. "May I interrupt your reading?"
"Well, after the compliments, how can I help you?" asked Shego as she closed her book and smiled up at him. His eye twitched. "You okay Dr. D.? You look flustered."
"Shego, where...is...my lab?" asked Drakken. Shego fought the smile that wanted to spread on her face.
"Other side of the lair," said Shego."Big metal door... You know the one that we just had to have."
"Shego, my lab is empty. So. Tell me... Where is my lab?!" he growled at her, his arm above her head and his face close.
"Morning bagel? You've got cream cheese on your lip," said Shego, and without telling herself to do so, she wiped her finger over his lip. The anger in his face fell to confusion. "So... Your lab's missing?"
"Uh...yes." He stood up and she watched as he took a large step back, his anger returning but not as strong. "Shego, where is my lab?"
"I told you last weekend, you needed a break," said Shego. She shrugged. "Then you continued to come up with a new plot. I helped you, it failed. I said take a break. You were in the lab last night until three in the morning. So this is me...not giving you a choice. Take a break."
"What? How? Why?" He spun in place, as if processing was too much. "You're telling me. You moved my lab...in three and a half hours?"
"I think you need more sleep," said Shego. She groaned and got up, forcing him to sit in her chair. "It's not the end of the world. Honestly, this could help you come up with a better plan. It's one week, you will live."
"One week... A whole week. You're hiding my lab for a week?" asked Drakken. He stood up and pointed at her. "I'm finding my lab."
"No you won't..." muttered Shego as he stormed out of the room.
"Okay, where is it?" asked Drakken. He stared at Shego as she drank her coffee and ate her breakfast. "I have been in every room of this lair. The henchmen aren't talking and are running and hiding on me. I can't sleep. My head hurts. I don't feel good."
"It's called detoxing," said Shego, not looking up from her paper. "No Internet either."
"...Why do you hate me?" asked Drakken. He felt his lips quiver and a sudden urge to cry. He took a deep breath. "Shego, did my mother put you up to this?"
"She suggested you need to slow down, and she's right. Though hers was a different reason than mine. I think you need to clear your head and get back on track. You have the drive to take over the world...and maybe the genius. You just have too much going on," said Shego. "One week without distractions and noise will do you good."
"Five more days isn't going to kill me, you're right," said Drakken. He took a deep breath and sat down, taking the toast Shego offered him and a cup of coffee she'd had sitting there for him already. "I can do this. Never taken a vacation before... Hey Shego..."
"If your plan is to annoy me until I cave and give you your lab back, remember I can leave, and you won't find it," said Shego as she flipped the page of her paper. Drakken threw down his toast and stood up, angrily leaving the kitchen.
"What do you mean seven more days! It should be four days!" yelled Drakken as he followed Shego out of the kitchen with his sandwich. "You said one week!"
"Yes, but you spent three days tearing this place apart and you hacked back into the server yesterday to join a chatroom with Killigan and Monkey Fist," said Shego casually. She handed him a notebook. "If you want to scheme and write, this is it. But seven days, Dr. D."
"Who told you? Was it Williams?" asked Drakken. He glared down the hall.
"No, I have my connections," said Shego with a shrug.
"Killigan?" asked Drakken. Shego shrugged. "Damn him."
"How's that vacation notebook going?" asked Shego. She leaned over Drakken as he sat at the coffee table writing away. "Do you want to give it a break... Go catch a movie...shower maybe?"
"I have four more days Shego, and I want my lab back," he said, staring at her. "This is cruel by the way."
"Is that a picture of me...being eaten by a snake in a kilt?" asked Shego as she looked at his work.
"No. It's a witch being eaten by a serpent monster...in a kilt," said Drakken, covering his notebook and sliding it away.
"Okay," said Shego. She smirked. "That's a pretty witch."
"It's a bad day for her," said Drakken looking at Shego. She glared and with a blast his colored pencils were gone. "Hey! Great, now I have to go to the store."
"What's happening?" asked Shego as she walked into the kitchen. Piles of cupcakes and snacks littered the room where henchmen ate happily.
"Enjoying my vacation," said Drakken. He held a plate of cupcakes up to her. "Cupcake?"
"Sure?" said Shego as she looked around the room.
"Did we get new night henchmaids?" asked Shego, looking around the spotless lair as she came out of her room and walked to the kitchen. "It smells good too?"
"No, I cleaned it. I couldn't sleep," said Drakken. He had his notebook again and was sitting cross-legged on the counter. "We need more synthodrones... Maybe we could give them personalities."
"Okay? What did we say about working?" asked Shego, raising a brow.
"Not," said Drakken. "Just thinking...thinking."
"Are you okay?" asked Shego as Drakken stared off into space for a solid minute. "Drakken? Dr. D.?"
"Hmm, what was that?" asked Drakken. He looked at his watch and jumped up. "Karaoke! Let's go!"
"I'll pass... Hey!" yelled Shego as Drakken grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the room.
"Two more days, two more days," hummed Drakken. His grin wide as he looked at Shego. "Two more Shego. Come on tell me how you did it? Where is it? Is it in the lair?"
"Nope, that's my little secret. Remember this the next time I tell you to take a break. Just do it and you wouldn't have had to deal with this," said Shego as she ate her dinner. "This is delicious by the way."
"I know, but seriously where is it?" asked Drakken. Shego watched his fingers rap against his notebook, and her brow rose.
"Did you spend your whole vacation scheming?" asked Shego. Her hand swiped at the notebook, but he was faster for once. She blinked rapidly. "Dr. D.?"
"No, but the majority of the start of this notebook... Well it was a dark time and...you shouldn't look at that," said Drakken. "The witch thing was the mildest."
"How many deaths do I have in there?" asked Shego with a smirk, curious to see them now.
"I don't know off the top of my head," said Drakken. He put the notebook in his coat and looked at the time. "I'm going to retire early, so..."
"One less day," said Shego. She rolled her eyes. "You know I should extend it. Day two and three you took sleeping medication and slept through them."
"You can't tell me how to spend my vacation Shego. Being in a coma was my way of relaxing," snapped Drakken. He glared at her the whole way out the door. "Two days Shego... Two. You can't keep up this...grounding thing. Two days left!"
"Fine, whatever. No forced comas, Drakken!" she yelled after him.
She rolled her eyes, glad the vacation was actually ending. She was starting to get worried over what he might do next. He'd started getting a little more odd than normal, talking about synthodrones, which he'd abandoned the last time due to malfunctions in the fluids. When he'd gotten back from the store the other day, he also had a series of magazines and romance novels. She thought maybe getting him out of the lab and off the Internet had finally made the evil megalomaniac snap. She'd been forced to go to karaoke and hadn't even been able to have any drinks, because every one she'd ordered, Drakken had indulged in. Which meant she'd dragged his intoxicated ass back to the lair, and all the henchmen were gone and there was no lab, so she'd had to deal with him the whole night. Her only godsend was that stupid notebook, which she really wanted to see. There was more than doodles in there, she knew that. She'd seen sketches, graphs, numbers...
"What are you up to Drakken?" asked Shego as she looked down the dark hallway.
Drakken sat in his bed, his notebook and notes strewn about. Magazines and novels all tagged and torn, it was like the giant puzzles in his head now had a visual outside it and things were making sense. Perhaps Shego had had the right idea; he'd needed time away to rethink his plans. Without his many unfinished projects and sketches in the way, he'd been forced to concentrate on his new one. He didn't need to get rid of Kim Possible and her stupid side kick to take over the world... He just needed a distraction—a big one. He also needed to stay under the radar, which meant this plan was going to take more time than normal. Less things to track, less things to ruin, more distractions... Yes, in two days he would be able to start.
"First step, synthodrones. Then the real fun begins. You won't stop me this time Kim Possible, because no one will know what's coming. Not even Shego." Drakken began to laugh at his own genius, deep and maniacal.
"You'd better be on vacation in there!" came a yell from Shego outside his door.
"I'm working on my evil laugh!" he yelled back. "You should too because yours needs work."
"...Whatever," came a snappy reply and then a door closed.
"Soon...the world will be mine," grinned Drakken.
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