Two battered figures, one blue and one green, lay stretched out on the ground. Behind them, the rubble of a collapsed building lay in heaps, little chunks of stone skittering down from time to time as it settled.
Ow, Drakken said in a flat, dry tone.
I second that, Shego groaned.
They lay in silence for awhile, looking up at the sky.
…Huh, Shego said to herself.
You used your little I think somethings funny tone. What is it?
That cloud up there… I dunno… It kind of looks like a rabbit.
…Did you hit your head, Shego? Drakken asked gently.
Im allowed to notice what shape clouds are, she sniffed defensively.
There was a contemplative pause.
I was thinking antelope myself, he said eventually.
She laughed, short and sharp. Are you kidding? How could you even think that?