On Mun's flip-flopping

[madangry_madcrazy]

Yes, I'm extremely glad you haven't made up your mind yet, since I really didn't want to go there.

But now you're thinking about that barge thing again? Why?! All I'm going to to is mope around in my cabin, feeling betrayed.

Or would it be a cell? It doesn't matter. I don't even want to turn good, so there's no chance of that happening, ergo no no chance of me working out.

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[verdama]

[ Let her almost snicker. ]

Turning good? Working out?

Should I start looking for a new employer or what?

[ She's joking, but seriously, she feels for you Doc. ]

Nice username by the way.

[madangry_madcrazy]

I mean working out as a participant in that game, Shego.

[He folds his arms across his chest, scowling even deeper than usual.]

I don't know. Should you? Which Shego are you?

[verdama]

Uh-huh.

[ Her eyes narrow. An easy mistranslation, but still. She matches his folded arms by propping her hands on her waist. ]

I wasn't being serious.

The one still fetching explosive [ Quote fingers. ] "nano-tick"s for you.

Why?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Really? Well... Good. I mean---You know what I mean.

[He takes a deep breath, dropping his arms to his sides as he sort of deflates a little from his 'stern' stance, then he rubs the back of his neck.]

Before I answer that, what was my last evil plot that you remember?

[verdama]

[ Yeah, this is weird. ]

Is this a trick question?

The take-over-Canada one, why?

[ Because if she's really done it this time then---no, her eyes are still narrowed. This was beyond weird. ]

[madangry_madcrazy]

[He sighs as he reminisces about that particular scheme, a dreamy, nostalgic look on his face.]

Oh Drakkanada... How I long to rule thee.

[verdama]

[ Her face flattens. ]

Yeah, right, still waiting on that answer here.

[madangry_madcrazy]

What? Oh, right. It seems there are several different versions of you running around here. I just wanted to make sure you were... not you? As in not another you. But you're you, so you're not you.

[verdama]

[ You lost her. ]

Did you manage to tick off another version of me, and now you're avoiding me?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Why would I avoid you?

I'm just not on speaking terms with one of you.

[verdama]

Because we're not on speaking terms? I don't know, you're the one asking me which version of me I am!

Which plot are you on, then?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Well you---she really hurt my feelings, alright?! Even more than when you--well not you, but you know, you--left me to rot in prison while you were out having fun!

I'm currently working on a scheme to transport my Global Centrifugation Device to the Earth's core where it will create planet-wide havoc and devastation unless I a proclaimed supreme ruler of the world! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

[IE: Post finale/season 4.]

[verdama]

Me. Not me like me but Shego, I hurt your feelings.

[ Biiiiig eyebrow raise there. Yep. But the leaving in prison and off having fun? Yeah, that sounded like her. Wellllllp. ]

And I'm going to assume you're off doing that on your own then, or...?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Oh please. I'm used to you-your sass, but she-you is plain spiteful.

[He just shrugs at her question.]

Either or. I don't really care. [He's lying of course, but he's not gonna tell you that.]

[verdama]

Oh, so then it is personal.

[ She-her must've really done something. This Shego isn't sure if she's impressed or not surprised. She shrugs back as well, letting the passive just roll off of her. ]

Well hey, just asking. Last I checked, keeping the cheerleader busy while whatever it is---your centrifugation thingy is prepping wasn't exactly your shtick.

[madangry_madcrazy]

Nor is it yours, apparently. [He gives a teasing smirk.]

I've already got my bases covered with synthodrones, henchmen and robots... But I guess I wouldn't mind if you wanted to perhaps help out, maybe.

[verdama]

Why did we ditch the platoon of henchmen again? Oh that's right, I did a better job.

Please, do you really want to pay them for a half job?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Yet somehow you're not able to keep Kim Possible from ruining my plans!

They may be incompetent, but at least they're cheap.

[verdama]

Uh, no. No no no, correction: the dopey sidekick, from ruining your plans. While I keep princess busy, you know, off on a catwalk somewhere, he's off pushing buttons and losing his pants.

You get what you pay for ring any bells?

[madangry_madcrazy]

The buffoon? Don't be silly. He's nothing. Like you said, all he does is run around losing his pants!

Take the Drakkanada plot, for instance, since it's your latest. Who stopped the weather machine?

Also, who's Kim Possible's arch enemy here, and who's the arch enemy's sidekick? Hmm?~

[verdama]

Well yeah you'd think until he pushes the self destruct button!

And for an 'arch enemy's sidekick', there's a lot that wouldn't get done without me.


Do you want the help or not?

[madangry_madcrazy]

A lot, huh? Like what? Sitting around, filing your nails, reading magazines and being lippy while I plan our schemes, build the doomsday devices and try to balance our budget?

[He groans softly, looking like he's thinking about it (not really).]

I don't know... Maybe. What can you offer me. [Is that a smirk? I think that's a smirk.]

[verdama]

Like security, and doing more than just driving the getaway vehicle. Helping pull things into our lair, assembling them, you know, dirty work.


Are you being serious right now. Really. You're grilling me for something that I do, to you, in the future?

[ Suddenly the job offer from Senor Senior Sr. is looking reaaaaaaaal good. ]

[madangry_madcrazy]

Actually, no, I was teasing. You can tag along, if you want...

I mean, you are my employee, so it's not like you get much of a say, but... you know. I wouldn't mind having you around. You are part of the evil family, you know and that's a very exclusive group. I don't exactly give out membership cards willy nilly.

Now, where was I?

[verdama]

Oh.


Well.

[ Learn to take a joke, Shego. You think she'd be better at picking up those cues. ]

Yeah, sure. That is if future-me hurting your widdle feelings isn't going to stop you from being supreme ruler of the planet.

You were on scheming transport. How big is the centrifugation thingy?