Dr.Drakken Gets a Coffee

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WHO: Agatha Heterodyne and Doctor Drakken
WHERE: Agatha's lovely coffee shop.
WHEN: Backdated to tuesday night
WARNINGS: Dueling Science?
SUMMARY: Drakken got invited to coffee. He has no idea what's going to happen. Which, to him says 'let's find out!'
FORMAT: Paragraph, or whatever happens. Scientists can't be constrained by your grammar.



He pushed open the door, looking around. Ok, this was weird. Well, not the usual weird, he could deal with that. But weird weird. There were people. They were calmly having coffee. There was no exploding, no running and shouting, and nobody looking at him with recognition. It was kind of like being normal.

Well, except for the blue skin.

He settled into a chair, waiting, drumming his fingers on the table nervously. He really had no idea how these things went. Socializing wasn't exactly his forte. Well, if it wasn't 'Tell the hero all about your plan while it is nearing its moment of triumph'. But that wasn't socializing, was it? Probably not. But it was tradition.

And hey, she'd genuinely impressed him. That took doing. So things would go well, right? Just two geniuses, talking science. He could do that. Probably. Maybe.

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[drinkthedyne]

People were calmly having coffee amid a shop that was decidedly unlike any other coffee shop in the history of ever, really.

So different, in fact, that there were little robots everywhere. Refilling coffee from tracks on the ceiling, keeping things clean, and generally being adorable. And helpful.

Agatha finished up with her current customer, then poured two mugs and crossed the room to slide one in front of her newest and bluest patron.

"Doctor Drakken, I presume?"

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He looks at her for a moment, but he's distracted by the robots.

"See? I knew coffee robots was a good idea. But I try to sell 'em for christmas, and nobody bites! I mean, really, who can argue with a little coffee cup on treads?"

Then he actually looks at her.

"Oh. Umm...yes? Hello."

herp, sorry. :X

[drinkthedyne]

"Well, do they make their own coffee, or simply deliver it?" Having had no little experience with coffee and coffee-making machines, Agatha was curious.

She smiled and sat down across from him.

"It's lovely to meet you."

[dctr-drakken.livejournal.com]

"Oh."

Well, that's a very rare way of thinking. He's...never actually been someone people might enjoy meeting.

"It's...very very nice to meet you, too. Oh, and they go get it. Hang on..."

He rummaged in one of his pockets, producing a small, empty coffee cup. He poured the coffee she had brought him into it, then tapped it with a spoon.

"CoffeeBuddy! Fetch some sugar!"

Two little arms sprouted, and treads. With a little trill, the machine saluted, a plastic lid went across the lip of the cup, keeping the coffee in, then it ran clean off the table and sped off in the direction of the nearest sugar.

"I mean, pretty neat, I thought, but I couldn't move the merchandise. There was a matching toaster."

[drinkthedyne]

Well, Agatha enjoyed meeting new people, and as he hadn't outed himself as truly dastardly to her, she certainly enjoyed meeting him, even if only as a meeting of the minds.

When he pulled out his little robot and activated it, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, especially as it ran to the sugar dispenser near the counter.

"It's lovely. Might I have a look when it comes back? I'm surprised these didn't fly off the shelves."

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Presently, it does, shinnying up the table then rolling on its treads back to in front of Drakken. The little lid opens, and it picks up a spoon, stirring. Then with a little tone that might be a victory theme, it pulls back the arms, becoming just a coffee cup with treads underneath.

"Sure, just lemme have my coffee first."

He lifts the cup.

"To science?"

[drinkthedyne]

Oh, good show. To science, indeed. Agatha grinned at him and poured herself a cup, then raised it to salute him.

"To science!"

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He clinked cups, taking a healthy, slurping sip.

"I mean, I admit, I'm not exactly, y'know, experienced in consumer goods. I mean...well, between us, I used to try the whole 'take over the world' thing, you know how it is."

He shrugs.

"But here..it's all too serious. Heck, we didn't even use guns, I mean, what'd be the point in shooting someone? I dunno, there were rules. It was a performance. Here I'm stuck making...toasters and christmas kitsch."

[drinkthedyne]

Mm, coffee. She had to be careful about her intake during business hours. Time and repetition had lessened her reaction to the caffeine, but it was still risky. Not that Agatha truly minded the madness place, as that was when the best inventions came up, but she didn't want to scare away customers, and based on her experiences, it really did frighten them away.

So she sipped lightly and smiled at him again.

"Taking over the world doesn't seem to be as difficult as one might think, but something tells me maintaining that control afterward would be the hard part," she commented, thinking of the Baron back home.

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"I know, most people are all 'Oooh, I'll use mind control' or just violence. Trick is to make people want ya in power. If you gotta beat it into their heads, you're doing it wrong."

He is getting into rant mode. You might want to stop him.

"I mean, geez, how I tried to do it? Not one gun. Not. One." He pounds a fist on the table, then sips his coffee. "It had style. You came up with something that was a fait accompli, something with class. Like controlling the weather."

[drinkthedyne]

Agatha arched an eyebrow at him. She didn't exactly have much experience with world-taking, but his rant was...amusing at least.

"The Baron did it with violence. He'd been away for several years, and when he came back everything was tearing itself apart. His way worked," she commented thoughtfully.

"Not that I'm defending him. He killed a very good friend of mine and his monsters tore my parents apart in front of me."

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"Oh. I'm...really sorry to hear that."

The thing is, he'd menace his nemesis - Kim Possible - but the thing is, he knows full well she escapes from them. And you don't go after the family. Well, ok, yes, the one time but that's because her father had the information he required. And the point wasn't to inflict pain. It was to lure in the nemesis for a trap.

There was a way things were done. You didn't just...try to kill people.

"If you want, I could send some doom-bots after this jerk. Nobody makes doom-bots like me. Really, just point me in the right direction."

[drinkthedyne]

"He's back home, and the best revenge I can get is to fix the Castle and drive him out of my city, I think."

How nice his world must be, what with the not killing and things. She knew that the Baron would kill her as soon as look at her, though she couldn't exactly blame him for that, knowing what she knew about her mother and what had happened.

She took a long sip of her coffee, thinking.

"Though I would love to see your doom-bots sometime."

[Apologies for the vast delay.]

[dctr-drakken.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I could whip one up anytime. It's barely more complicated than the usual Synth-o-Drones."

He takes a long, slurping sip.

"Hey, this is really good coffee."

that's all good! I'm not the speediest myself.

[drinkthedyne]

"Oh? Do tell. Like I said, I'd love to see one sometime."

Damn right it's good coffee. Best damn coffee in the City.

"You like it? It's...not as good as I'd like it to be. You see, back home I made coffee that was LITERALLY PERFECT AND IT WAS WONDERFUL AND I WOULD DEARLY LOVE TO BE ABLE TO MAKE THE SAME THING HERE EXCEPT I DON'T THINK THE EFFECTS WOULD BE GOOD FOR BUSINESS."

[Getting a little crazy? Agatha? Never. And by never I mean always.]

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A little crazy? A little crazy is Drakken's default state of being. It's not insanity per se, well, fine, it is in its way. It's the thrill of creation, of pushing the envelope, of channeling the forces of nature or the unnatural or pushing your creation to the very limits of science, and out into the beyond...

He grins, his eyes light up. He pounds the table with a fist.

"Literally perfect! Hah! It must happen! I could tweak that perfect coffee to attune the minds of the drinkers to a regular frequency! Then in their zombie-like caffeinated state, they would be susceptible to a hyper-parabolic radio transmitter!"

He could see it now. Build it big, in striking colours. Yeah, that's the ticket.

"And then this city could be mine! Bwa-hahahahaha-hah!" He punched the air, then blinked, as some semblance of natural thought returned. He had the decency to look sheepish.

"Oh, right, sorry, heh heh. Force of habit. But that does sound really, really cool. And I've got loads of henchmen if you need test subjects."

[drinkthedyne]

Oh, he was one of those. Evil mad scientists. Why couldn't there be any good ones, for a change? Still, it was interesting how he slipped into the Madness Place much like a Spark. Perhaps he really was..?

"No, no it couldn't. I wouldn't allow that." Agatha frowned at him, not quite ready to kick him out. He hadn't been entirely rulde, and that apology was helpful.

"Human testing is not so much my thing, honestly. But I will keep that in mind should I need them."

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"Trust me, it'd be an improvement. They're barely sentient."

He sipped at the coffee, thoughtfully.

"I dunno. I was good at the take-over-the-world thing, but...I was also good at..."

He pauses, looking around.

"Ok, you can't tell anyone this, but I kinda...saved the world once."

Aaand starting to come off hiatus. x.x

[drinkthedyne]

"Hmpf." She signified her opinion of altering 'barely sentient' henchpeople with a displeased noise. Not that she didn't know the value of less than bright henchpeople in the right situations, but altering people wasn't exactly something she ever wanted to dabble with. Especially given her locket and how it had completely shut her down for years.

But that secret.

"Did you now?" Agatha asked, arching an eyebrow while trying to keep a smirk off her face. Perhaps he wasn't so bad after all.

Hurray!

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He wasn't much for that, either. From-scratch clones that weren't really alive to begin with? Sure. But he wasn't DNAmy or anything. Besides, he'd seen "Frankenstein". You never quite knew what you were going to get with genetic tinkering, nor if it would result in pitchforks-and-torches time. At best.

"Yeah, giant alien military machine, me, Shego, and plant potion, boom, done, medal, yadda yadda yadda." He said it as if it simultaneously annoyed and embarrassed him.

"Cleared of all past crimes, though," he said, cheering up a bit, "that was a good thing. Anyways, it's just...well, when Possible was around as a nemesis? It was fun. Oh, sure, you tried to feed her to the sharks or whatever, along with her buffoon boyfriend, but that's how it's done, y'know?"

He shrugged, eloquently suggesting that traditions had to be respected. The whole shtick was, really, a glorious tradition where he was from. People thinking it foolhardy were sighed at, and told simply 'this is how it's done'.

"Never try to seriously do anything along those lines. But, well...there's no Possible here. Takes all the fun out of supervillainy not having a nemesis. And too many guns!" He says the last decisively, poking a finger downwards at the table.

"Giant ray-guns? Sure. The sort of doom weaponry that will bring the world to its knees? Yeah. But not the sort that are meant to kill people. Big difference. No style."

Re: Hurray!

[drinkthedyne]

"Sounds like an interesting story that you'll have to tell me sometime over another cup of coffee, after hours when nobody's here," she quipped, actually quite interested in how it all worked out.

The thing with the nemesis and the traditions, though, made he wonder about his world. Did villains and heroes there really not kill each other ever? If only the Baron would be so kind to her if they ever crossed paths again.

She had very few illusions about how that would go if she didn't have an army of dingbots surrounding her at the time.

"You know, I've always found giant weaponry to be a bit ostentatious. That's more Wulfenbach territory than Heterodyne, really. I'd rather have something small that does the job just as well or better."

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He blinks at her afew times, very much confused. Did...did she just offer him an opportunity to talk shop and brag?

"Oh, I totally agree. But the ostentation's part of how it's done. I mean, I've done the whole nano-bot thing, too, all sorts of stuff. But sometimes, a giant machine that can beam its way into the earth's core to power a magma cannon is the way to say you mean business."

Well, truth is, if the nemesis did die in the trap? That's the way it was. Oh, he'd regret the loss of a worthy foe, and things would probably not ever be the same - but you couldn't half-ass these things.

[drinkthedyne]

Yes. Yes, she did. Because Agatha is always interested in what other scientists are doing in the City and what she can learn from them. Clearly, SCIENCE above all is a good reason to talk shop, isn't it?

She leaned forward interestedly, green eyes sparkling.

"Oh, I've never gone the nano-route, as it's not technology that we had back home. That might change when I get back, if I remember being here. There's so much to learn, don't you think?"

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He blinks, quiet for a few moments. Congratulations, parts of his brain are head over heels right about now. Science. And he can show someone who is, frankly, a very impressive genius something new.

"Wanna give it a try? I mean, it's useful stuff. I did this nano-tick thing. Attaches itself like mad to anything. You could track stuff, blow stuff up, whatever. Heck, you could make it sing Yankee Doodle Dandy if you wanted."

[drinkthedyne]

"I'd love to, if you'll be willing to demonstrate. What sort of equipment would you need? I've got a pretty well-stocked workshop out back."

Science. Science! What else could be better? She grinned at him.

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"Oh, demonstrate? Nah, don't need nothing. They walk around."

He grins, rubbing his hands together.

"Come back to my lab and see!"

He points out the window. "It's just a couple blocks."

And...well, the old Drakken wouldn't let some random scientist into his lair. But, well, he's not the same Drakken. And moreover...she is way cooler than the scientists he is used to dealing with.

damn LJ ate my reply, sob.

[drinkthedyne]

"I'd love to, but I'm still on shift and can't get away just yet. Perhaps later tonight?" If they weren't scientists who were interested in science, it would seem like she was coming on to him. The thought that he might take it that way didn't even cross her mind, actually. There was SCIENCE to do, after all.

*shakes fist at it*

[dctr-drakken.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're talking about science. He's clueless about these things to begin with, but doubly so when there's scientific knowledge involved. Or, alternatively, a chance for him to show off.

"Ah, right, that. Business and all. That's cool. I'm totally around later."

He takes a napkin and scribbles down the address.

[drinkthedyne]

Good, because she's completely clueless too. Mostly.

"I'll stop by after we close, then, and bring a few examples of my work, hmm?" She pocketed the napkin and grinned at him.

"It'll be fun."

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"Oh it will!" He rubs his hands together, grinning. It's almost as good as a whiz-bang take-over-the-world scheme.

Oh, wait, place is a mess. The henchmen are pigs.

"I'll...get things ready then," he says, standing up.

"Thanks for the coffee! See ya later!"

[drinkthedyne]

"See you later!"

She waved as he left.