“Damn you, Kim Possible,” Drakken whined. “You think you're all that, but…”
“I'm not and blah-blah-blah,” Kim said easily. “Look, just remember you're the one wrapped in chains right now, OK?”
“I can't believe you hunted me down so quickly,” Drakken grumbled. “I hadn't even begun putting my master plan in action.”
“What was your master plan this time anyway?” Ron asked.
“Clones!” Drakken exclaimed triumphantly. “I finally perfected the cloning process and I was all set to take over the world with an army of Shego clones.”
“I can't imagine Shego would've been very happy with that,” Kim said. “Is that why she wasn't around the defend you?”
“More or less,” Drakken grumbled. “I mean, I went through such lengths to get a perfect sample of her DNA without her noticing anything, but the second the first perfect clone was complete she… uhm…”
“Uhm?” Kim said.
“Yes, well, uhm,” Drakken floundered. “It's a bit embarrassing.”
“Oh, now I definitely want to hear it,” Kim said, pulling Drakken up by his chains. “So spill.”
Drakken eyes flew from right to left and back as if looking for an escape. “Yes, well, if you must know, they're through that door over there.”
“Thanks,” said Kim, dropping Drakken.
The red-haired saviour of the world quickly reached the door Drakken had pointed out, opened it carefully and froze.
Shego was there and so was Shego. There were also two black-and-green jumpsuits, although neither Shego was actually wearing them. One Shego was moaning and the only reason the other wasn't was because her mouth was… otherwise engaged.
Kim closed the door carefully and took a few steps back.
“Huh,” she said.
“Quite,” said Drakken.
“She uhm…”
“Yes,” said Drakken. “Apparently she was very upset when the first clone ever made of her turned out to be imperfect and deteriorated.”
“I can see how that would upset her,” Kim said, her voice a bit distant.
“What?” said Ron. “What? Kim, what did you see?”
“Nothing,” Kim snapped, grabbing Drakken's chains and dragging him towards the lair's exit. “And we'll never speak of this again.”
“But… but…” said Ron, now thoroughly bewildered. “Aren't you going to arrest Shego?”
“Not right now,” Kim said. “Come on.”
“But…”
“Ron, what part of 'never speak of this again' didn't you get?”
“Alright,” said Ron. “I'm coming.”
“Good,” said Kim firmly.
Never speak of it again. Well, that wouldn't be too hard. Never think about it, on the other hand…
Oh dear…
And here she'd been thinking her fantasies couldn't've got more heated if she tried.