Binkmeister

Another crate thumped to the floor in front of Drakken. Shego waved away the latest cloud of dust and sneezed. "Doctor D, isn't this kind of overkill? I mean, look at all this junk. It's like the Mummy's garage sale rejects." A thin layer of dust coated both Drakken and Shego, and the air was musty from the contents of long-unopened boxes. Drakken just smiled his lopsided grin. He wasn't ready to gloat. Yet. Just a few more boxes, yes, just a few more... Burly furniture movers continued to haul in boxes and crates of all shapes and sizes. The lair was getting stuffed to capacity, and beyond. Every nook and cranny had some sort of container we

Stars shone brightly in the crisp spring air, competing with the waxing moonlight to light Kim's path up Mt. Middleton. The snows had mostly melted and the pines gave off a fresh scent that should have lifted anyone's spirits, but Kim barely noticed as she trudged up the scree slope. Monique quietly shadowed Kim's footsteps, watching her friend anxiously. It was almost midnight. Ron's message was due any time. The two women crested a small rise that led onto a grassy plateau. The back of the mountain shielded them from most of the wind as they settled onto the damp grass, legs crossed underneath their homespun dresses. The stars blinked abo