"..-P-.."

"..-P, K-.."

"..-P! KP! Wake up!"

Kim was disoriented for a few moments as she tried to figure out why Ron was yelling like that. Did she oversleep for her cla-..

Then she remembered. Drakken and Shego, the bi-metal superheat material and the Centurion Project, the fight…

Painfully, head throbbing, Kim unevenly opened her eyes as she tried to take in her surroundings.

To her frustration, she was hanging upside-down from what looked like some of Drakken's vines in the main living area of the lair. Her hands were bound against her back. Kim could feel Ron tied up behind her. Strangely, she felt… Cold?

"Ron!" She tried to turn her head to look at him, but found the best she could do was give him a side eye. Hoping for the best, she asked, "What's going on?"

"Yeah, uh, it's a little funny…" Ron chuckled nervously. "Y'see, apparently Drakken and Shego REALLY wanted to make sure we couldn't follow them. So, erm…"

"'Erm' what?" Kim didn't want to try and guess whatever Ron knew.

"They kinda… Stripped us down to our undies…?"

Kim paused for a second, blinking. "What."

"Yeah, I know! It's totally weird! But look!" Ron flailed behind her in a specific direction. She looked over and, sure enough, their clothes were on the ground against the wall in neatly folded piles.

"Shego…" Kim seethed. The redhead knew, just knew the villainess was the one to have done this. Embarrassing didn't even begin to cover it. The next time she saw Shego…!

"KP, how are we-.. EEEEEE!" Ron began flailing around. "It's in my face! OH GOD IT'S GONNA EAT MY FACE!"

Kim began to flail herself, desperately trying to save her partner. "What is-.."

"There's a bug on my face! A really big one!" the blond cried.

Kim stopped and sighed a breath of relief. "Ron, it's okay. It's just a bug."

"A MAYBE POISONOUS one!"

The hero gave a soft smile that her partner couldn't see and fondly said, "You're so weird…"

"Thank… You…?" Ron's flailing slowed. "Uh, KP? Is it just me, or is that vine looking at us?"

Kim chuckled. Looking around, wondering what Ron was seeing, she noted, "Vines don't have eyes. They can't look-.."

She cut herself off as she found what Ron was talking about. There was what indeed looked like a vine that was staring at them, the flower acting as an eye of sorts. It hovered a few feet under them, studying their reactions.

"Uhm… Hi?" Ron awkwardly said.

It stood still for a moment. Then, swiftly, it withdrew itself to the ground. It then trailed over to the nearby computer console and pushed a few buttons.

The large screen against the wall flickered to life. Kim growled as the smug face of Shego appeared on it.

"Hello Kimmie and Buffoon! If, or should I say when, you're watching this, then congratulations! You were the first to experience the new and improved Drakken/Shego combination!" She winked and smarmily said, "Packed quite a punch, didn't it?" A laugh burst from her mouth. Kim blinked a few times as she finally realized… There were tiny thin scars on either side of the villainess's mouth. Strange. Shego waved a hand in the air as she said, "I'm going to keep this a bit of a brief gloat. The luggage will only eat up so much of Doc's time, after all, and I'm not as into it as Drakken is.

"I suppose you're wondering 'Golly gee whiz, why am I just hanging naked from the ceiling?', right? No sign of doomsday weapons to destroy you, no world-conquering equipment in sight… Rather nerve-wracking?"

Kim blinked a couple of times. Now that Shego said it, it was almost eerie how there wasn't a sign of Drakken's normal world-conquering MO. This would have been a perfect chance to pull one off. Why-..

"That's because of me. Not for your sake." Shego let out a small snippet of villainous laughter. "Nono, it's all for me.

"Y'see, Doc and I got things figured out in the last few years. What we wanted - really wanted, not just thought would be the means for it - how to get it, all that stuff. It was a little emotionally raw for my taste, but eh. Gotta do what you gotta do. So!" Shego clasped her hands together excitedly. "We realized that we still wanted to be villains. Not for any sort of reason like 'proving his genius' or 'because I'm evil'. We had actual reasons."

Kim's eyebrows came together. What reasons could have been enough to throw away their pardons and become fugitives again?

Shego paused, looking into the camera with a serious expression. Then her face cracked as a laugh burst from her mouth. "Oh my god! I bet you were watching with bated breath, wondering what they could be! Guess what?" She leaned in conspiratorially to the camera. "You'll never know why."

The redhead snorted and growled. It was just like Shego to do this! Anything and everything she could to annoy Kim!

"But getting back to the point…" Shego put on her game face. "I didn't want to destroy you once and for all, and we certainly don't want to conquer the world! Too much hassle and not what we really want. No, instead, we're going to use you two for our own reasons. Sort of testing ourselves, if you will. Like motivational posters. Really push ourselves to be better. If we want something enough, we can grind you and the monkey into the dirt to get it. Besides…" she carelessly shrugged "...if another villain, like Dementor, conquered the world without you two losers there to take them down, Doctor D would get really pissy. I deal with him like that enough already.

"So we'll all run into each other again. We aren't going to be conquering the world, but there's plenty of other stuff we want to do." Shego looked around then, like she was making sure it was just her and the camera. Then she adjusted the camera so it was zoomed out. It shook for a moment as Shego set it back down. She stayed bent down, however, as she whispered, "Ultimately, the reason I wanted to gloat at all - and the reason I rigged the coin toss so Doc would be stuck loading the luggage himself - was because I wanted to imagine your faces when you realized where this was all gonna go. Especially considering your earlier reaction about Doc's eye…"

"What's she talking about?" Ron said behind Kim. "Where what is going to go?"

Shego straightened back up and condescendingly said in a childish voice, "Well, kids, when a Mommy and a Daddy really love each other, they have babies! Ugly whiny snotty little things. Used to think it was the dumbest thing ever. Who would want something like that in their lives? But…" Her eyes softened for a second before hardening right back up. Then, shrugging, she noted, "Eh. I guess you just gotta find the right person.

"The only problem was that Drakken was sterile. All the mutations did a number on his system. Of course," she smugly chuckled, "the operative term there is 'was'. Got with DNAmy on that little project and fixed him right up with a pill that I slipped into one of his afternoon cocoa moo drinks. Now, Doc doesn't know that..."

"Oh no…" Kim knew exactly where this was going. Her pity for Drakken increased as she realized...

"...and I'm not gonna tell him. Not yet, anyway. It may sound a little… Twisted, but Doctor D and I have been having a bit of an informal competition. It started off innocuously enough. Enough that we didn't notice at first. But eventually we noticed. I know it's a 'we' because some of this stuff is obviously intentional." A strange smile came to Shego's face. It was similar to the kinds of smiles Miss Go gave Kim back during the reverse polarizer mess. More… Lighthearted. "Reserving a room at a fully-booked resort, forcing us to room together… Modifying my hover car so it can't function outside of a certain radius from him… I stole his bank information for all of his accounts, legit and otherwise, and fully combined our assets… And this!"

Shego brandished her hand and stroked the ring that was bound to it. Kim shivered at the obvious delight the villainess had at their messed-up shows of affection.

"Crafty bastard… I didn't suspect a thing!" A delighted chuckle slipped out between Shego's lips. "That put him in the lead. But this… My plan… Well…" A smug smile stuck itself on Shego's face. "There's no going back from it!"

Kim's eyes widened as she thought-..

They had to save Drakken.

Ron had stopped struggling earlier, his attention being fully eaten up by Shego's speech. Once Kim began struggling to get loose, though, he restarted his efforts.

"Call it whatever you want. Reproductive coercion, petty villainy, what have you. All that matters…" a slow vicious smile crossed her face "...is that Doc will never get rid of me. Just like how I'll never be rid of him! I just happen to have made myself the winner of our little non-competition."

"That's horrible…" Kim heard Ron utter in disbelief even as they slowly began to work the vines binding their hands.

"We'll make our own little evil family. God, can you imagine how bad Hego will flip when he finds out? That alone will make it worthwhile!"

A crashing noise in the background of Shego's video followed by a cry of frustration made Shego roll her eyes.

"Sounds like my gloating time's almost up. Ah well. It was amusing while it lasted. Gotta admit, I kinda get why Drakken likes doing these so much." Shego reached over to grab the camera. In the background of the video Drakken was stomping over to the villainess, fuming and with his arm in a sling.

"There!" he growled as he got face-to-face with Shego. "I got all your stupid luggage into the hover car." The blue man put his hand on his hip and snarled, "Why did you need all that stuff? Eight different suitcases?!" Vines flailed to accentuate his next point. "I only needed one!"

"I need 'all that stuff' for the stay! You do realize that we're staying for two weeks, right?" She tilted an eyebrow at him.

He tilted his right back. "I'm sure they have a place to do laundry!"

"Whatever. If you wanna waste your time on our honeymoon, at a resort, with me, on laundry instead…" Shego gave a very fake unconcerned shrug. "...then I guess that's up to you."

"Nnnnngh…" Drakken's teeth grit together for a few moments before he finally conceded, "Fine! Just fine! I'll… I'll pay someone to do my laundry or something!"

"Sounds like a plan!" Shego chuckled evilly as she aimed the camera at Drakken's face. "Why don't you say 'hi' to our two favorite pains in our rears?"

Drakken blinked, confused. "They're hanging right there." His good hand waved at something off-screen as she set the camera back down. "Why not just wake them up and gloat then?"

"Some things are just better as a little present. Just think of it like this, Doc…" She couldn't keep the malicious glee out of her voice as she noted, "By the time they wake up, get dressed, and rush out of here, it'll be too late! We'll already be long gone, at the resort, sowing a few oats…"

The specific phrasing was painfully obvious to Kim as to what Shego meant. Drakken in the video, on the other hand, obliviously nodded.

"That is true… We could be playing racket ball by then! Or! Oh!" He straightened up excitedly. "What about tennis? That's a resort activity, isn't it?"

"You do remember your arm's broken, right?" Shego pointed out in a manner meant to pop his balloon.

Stubbornly Drakken sprouted a few more vines. "How do you think I got the luggage into the hover car?"

"Badly, and with lots of complaining," his partner snarked.

"Agh!" Drakken rolled his eye. "You're so FRUSTRATING sometimes!"

"I know, right? It's a pretty clear sign that you're crazy that you even want to be with me." There was amusement and condescension in her tone, but Kim inferred a bit of insecurity in it as well.

"Shego…" Drakken said nervously through clenched teeth. "What have I told you about the 'c' word?"

Shego rolled her eyes. Almost in sync, Kim finally freed both hers and Ron's hands from the bindings. Hurriedly, the redhead began working on the vines that were wrapped around their bodies while Ron focused his efforts on their legs. It was slow goings with only one hand, but she was managing surprisingly well.

"Doc, it would surprise me if someone didn't think you were crazy!" The green woman hitched her thumb at Drakken while staring at the camera. "This dope is certified insane. Got the hospital stay to prove it and everything!" As Drakken sputtered and twitched from outrage and what almost looked like fear, Shego theatrically held her ear out at the camera. "Huh? What's that? You aren't surprised and you don't care? Wow!" She straightened up and gave her boss a look. "What a shocker!"

"Shego…" He was growling, but there was a pleading note to it. "Will you please not talk about that?"

"You're too sensitive about it," Shego said, shaking her head. "You need to just relax. You're sick. And there's nothing wrong with that." The villainess smirked at the camera. "Dorkasaurus here needs five different crazy pills to keep from going psycho! Aren't you kids glad that I took this one for the team?"

She traced a finger across her lips. Kim had no idea what Shego was talking about. Seemed more like venting than actual bragging or anything like that.

Drakken made a dramatic strangling motion with both of his hands, wincing from the effort with his left arm, before slumping his shoulders in defeat. "Fine. Okay. You got your gloating in." He stood back up and crossed his good arm into the crook of his other arm. "And you've humiliated me. Are you happy now?"

"Perfectly so."

"So then…" Drakken's voice changed slightly. There was a bit of a rasp to it as he held his good arm out and continued, "Are you ready, Mrs. Go?"

Shego gave him a cocky smile. Hooking her own arm into his, she replied, "Why yes I am, Mr. Go!" She flipped her hair over her shoulder and looked back at the camera. "Ta-ta, Losers! Beat you again next time!"

As the two laughed evilly and began walking away, a vine reached towards the camera. Just before it cut out, the fading voice of Drakken in the background asked, "I still don't get why we had to strip them nearly naked…"

Again, almost as if it were in sync, the video cut off just as Team Possible freed themselves from the vines. Kim flipped to the floor gracefully while Ron fell into a pile.

"No time for joking around, Ron!" She helped him up. Then, as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head, Kim ran over to their things and grabbed her Kimmunicator. In a rush she called up Wade.

Wade's face, slightly pudgy with traces of facial hair here and there, popped up on the screen, his eyes focused on something else. His voice, deeper and more resounding than even just the previous year, greeted her with, "Heya Kim! How did busting Shego and Drakken go?" He looked up at her. Then he did a double-take. "Uh… Kim? Where are your clothes? And why are you so scratched up?"

"Don't have time to explain!" Kim stared hard at Wade. "Can you get me Drakken's cell phone number?"

"I guess…?" Wade started typing at a subdued speed on his keyboard. "Okay." His typing sped up to a blur. "Aaaaand… Got it!" Wade sent the contact information to Kim. "I'm guessing he and Shego managed to sneak away?"

"Not quite." Kim resisted touching the scratches on her cheek or the burns on her belly.

"Yeah, they kinda beat us?" Ron supplied.

Wade froze, then made a face. "What?"

"That doesn't matter." Kim pulled her own phone out and put in Drakken's number. "What does matter is saving Drakken from the worst decision he'll ever make in his life."

She then hit 'call'.

DSDSDSDSDS

Drakken hummed to himself as he put the last of his clothes into the sleek fancy dresser in his and Shego's honeymoon suite. It was every bit as high-class as he's expected. If anything, it exceeded his expectations! Whether it was because it was their top room or if it was because the resort was that good he didn't know.

Shego had been absolutely right about the doctors at the resort! They had everything needed to tend to their various injuries. Drakken had apparently broken his wrist, not his arm - what difference it made he didn't know - so they slapped on a cast and called it good. He was a little annoyed; with how bulky the cast was he wouldn't be able to put his glove back on. His jacket was fine enough, but without the glove trying to mess around in the lab would be far more dangerous than normal. It seemed like it was a good thing their honeymoon was going to be as long as it was!

Worthless

Drakken internally rolled his eyes at the little whisper just behind him and to his right. It was disappointing that even after all the various medications and such, after the ups and downs, balancing and rebalancing, that the best combination they found still left him with annoying little whispers every day or so.

It was fine. He'd been open about all of it with Shego and his doctors. It was considered an unfortunate remnant of his mental illness. They didn't want to mess with it more considering it was mostly under control. No more psychoses, no more bugs. Just whispers. And Drakken could deal with that.

For a moment he considered telling Shego about it. Then he shook his head. Nono, it wasn't anything to bug her about. Just another expected side effect. She seemed to be in a weird mood, anyway. The second they got there she left him to set all her things aside as she took one of her smaller bags into the bathroom and forbade him from following her in.

It was a good thing there was a bathroom in the main lobby.

Just as he pulled out his toiletries bag, the door to the bathroom opened. Good timing!

He turned, intent on giving Shego a hard time. "Took you long enough! What were you doing, making up your ha-.." Drakken stopped short the second his eye landed on her.

Shego was leaning against the doorway, watching him with an expression that could only be described as 'lust'. Her hair was tousled in a way that had to be intentionally messy. Swept up behind her and against the doorframe in fluffy waves. It was a shock to him that that registered at all considering what she was wearing, which blew that out of the water.

Lace was what struck in his mind. Intricate lacing danced across her shoulders, her breasts, down her sides, along her thighs… The slip ended just below her hips and hugged her curves all the way there. Through the lace he could see she was wearing underwear that was just as detailed and delicate-looking as the slip. It was see-through enough to give him an idea of what was under there, but covered enough to keep him guessing. The only other thing she was wearing was her wedding ring, which was laying loose along her finger.

"Heya, Doctor D," Shego purred.

Drakken swallowed. "Ah, uhm, Shego! You, you look…" He swallowed again and chuckled, nerves fraying. "I mean, you're, ah… Uhm..."

"'Uhm'?" A proud smirk came to her lips. "My goodness, Doc. If I'd known I could make you speechless just like this, I would've tried it years ago!"

A flash of irritation brought him mostly back to his senses. "Just, just, I'm not sure why you're dressed like that?"

"Well, I was just thinking…" she ran a hand through her hair "...it's our honeymoon." Her head tilted as she asked, "Do you happen to know what most people do on their honeymoons?"

"Erm…" Drakken was considering saying 'play tennis', but he had a feeling it was the wrong answer. Instead, he guessed based on her outfit, "Kissy face?"

Shego gave a short little laugh. "Something like that. But I was thinking a little… Kinkier."

"Ah." He gaped a little, wondering what she meant by 'kinkier'.

"Let's role play a couple trying to conceive," Shego said with a cat-like grin, slowly walking over to him with bedroom eyes.

"Eh?" Drakken tilted his head. Then he laughed a little nervously, struggling to keep his eye from staring too long at his partner's body. "Erm, okay… I guess we can try that?" He rummaged around in his things until he found his condom stash. "Well, I guess we'll-.."

He yelped as the box was blasted to ashes right in his hand.

Waving his hand to cool it down, he growled, "What was that for?!"

"I said we're role playing a couple trying to make a kid," she said slowly, like she was explaining it to a particularly dense person. "Hard to do that while wearing one of those things."

"But… But Shego…" He twiddled his fingers nervously. "I know how paranoid you get about that sort of thing… And my pull-out game is wea-.."

"Doc." She rolled her eyes. "We're gonna pretend that we're trying to have a baby. The risk'll be part of the fun!" Snickering, she noted, "I'm certain you're not worried about it. If by some miracle we do have a kid I'm sure you'd be absolutely thrilled. So why are you complaining?"

Drakken paused, thinking. Well, it was true that he would be happy if he had a child. At the same time, he was old. Very old for being a father. If they ever did somehow manage to conceive… He'd have to find a way to stick around. He knew what not having a dad was like. He wouldn't willingly let the same thing happen to his children if he could help it!

Maybe… Maybe if he modified the Juvenator? It would be a bit of a chore as it was pre-programmed to set one's body to a specific age, but perhaps if he adjusted the-..

A pillow hit the side of his head. Slightly offended, his gaze peevishly jumped to his partner. He couldn't keep up the feeling, though, when he saw how she was looking at him.

Shego was smirking, looking amused with a touch of lust. "You got lost in La-La Land for a minute, Doc. In the middle of a conversation with me. I was considering blasting you, but I didn't want to wreck the mood."

He blinked a couple of times before smiling. Drakken would be the first to admit that getting blasted in the face with a plasma ball, no matter how low the temperature, would have dampened his desire. It was rather considerate of Shego to even think about what he would want! Especially when she really got in the mood.

Speaking of...

Drakken sidled up to Shego and buried his head in her neck. He kissed a few times, up to her jaw and down to her shoulder. His hands wandered down her sides, to the edge of the slip. Slowly, carefully, he lifted it up enough to slide his hands underneath it and up to her hips. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he nuzzled just under her ear.

Then his phone began buzzing. Curious, he pulled his head from Shego's neck and looked at the screen. The number wasn't one he recognized. Strange. Hadn't he put in anti-spam filters on his phone?

He felt a finger place itself on his jawline. It pushed his head back to make him look his partner in the eyes.

"Doc…" She looked at him critically with a hint of offense. "What are you going to do on the first night of your honeymoon? Take random phone calls from unknown numbers? Or have some amazing sex with your wife?"

Drakken blinked, then gave her an evil smirk. There was absolutely no contest.

A vine popped into existence and reached for the phone. It grabbed the small device and chucked it away. Drakken didn't know where it landed, nor did he care.

Happily, letting out a little sigh of contentment, Shego settled back onto the bed as Drakken began to unbutton his jacket. He paused as he looked at Shego. His wonderful beautiful delightfully irritating partner.

He smiled brightly and sighed in pleasure. This… This world. With his plans, and his inventions, and his Shego…

It was his. All his. And nothing could take it away.

A/N: That's all for this little tale, folks! Considering writing a sequel. If I do, it'll be quite a bit different than this. A long one-shot that is far more depressing.. Anyway, hope you enjoyed the journey!