"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's too weird!"

"But…but Shego-"

"But nothing! There is no way we are getting one!"

Drakken sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as his girlfriend started to fume. He wanted it so badly…it would really help with the transition. Shego had only recently accepted him as a boyfriend, so he had broken up with his old girlfriend. It wasn't as hard for her as it was for him; she was just in it for the fun. But it was just so hard. Maybe if he begged?

"Shego…"

"What?" she snapped, turning to him with a deep scowl twisting her face. The expression quickly changed to a look of mild disbelief. "Oh no. Oh no, you aren't… Argh! You're seriously trying that? Have you ever seen yourself in the mirror making that face?"

"But Shego…" Drakken's puppy dog pout grew and was now joined by a quivering lip.

"No! I. Am. Not. Doing. That. No chance, no way, no how!" she growled, flames dancing at the tips of her fingers. "I'm not-"

"Well, you don't have to be involved. She doesn't mind. Neither do I," he continued begging, his eyes watering slightly as his entire jaw started to shake.

"You do realize that expression really isn't gonna work, right?" Shego said in a mostly normal tone. However, Drakken knew her well enough to hear the slightly strained note. She was close to cracking. Whether it would be giving in or blasting him across the room had yet to be seen. The violence was more likely, but he wasn't a mad scientist for nothing.

"Shego," he whimpered, putting his hands on her shoulders and pretty much forcing her to look him in the eyes, "this would mean so much to me. It would help me to move on. So our own relationship can grow. Please?" He threw in one more lip quiver for good measure.

"Gah! All right," Shego sighed, giving in. "BUT," she said, sticking a flaming finger in Drakken's face to make sure she had his attention, "I am NOT gonna let you smear any of that stuff you use on me!"

"All right, dear," Drakken smirked. "So…I can get one? Really?"

"Yes," Shego sighed again. She then muttered under her breath, "I am SO gonna regret this later."

"Yippee! Oh, Shego, you're the best!" he yelled, picking her up and, with her very vocal protesting, began dancing.

"Stop it!" she screamed, "Or else you're goin' on the couch!" This brought Drakken back to his senses. He stopped and gave her a sheepish smile.

"Er…sorry."

"Whatever. Just grab one and let's go," Shego whispered as she started to rub her head in frustration. Still making gleeful noises, Drakken ignored the other customers that were staring at them and picked out one that reminded him of his old girlfriend. Smiling in triumph, he held the potato aloft and whooped.

"And no pictures, video, or mentioning of this to anyone!" she snarled under her as they walked to the hovercraft that they had parked in the handicapped section.

"Why Shego! What kind of person do you think I am?" he asked, his tone riddled with indignation.

"Do you really want me to answer that one?"

"Oh be quiet, you sourpuss," Drakken grumbled. He then stuck out his tongue in a childish manner. There was no real malice behind it, though; after all, he was going to be the winner.

Spudkengo?! I know! Blame kwebs, Samurai Crunchbird, Captain IT, and MaceEcam for this. They brought it up in chat AND dared me! The list of people you shouldn't leave alone keeps growing…

Also, thanks to absentialuci for taking a look before I posted. To make sure it was just wrong enough.