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“Is everything okay over there, Minion?” Roxanne asked as she dug for her other shoe, adjusting her hold on the phone.
“Mostly?” Minion didn’t sound too sure, “We had a bit of a setback, but everything is back on schedule now.”
“Setback?” Roxanne frowned, “What kind of setback?”
“Sir had… a bit of a panic attack earlier?” Minion admitted, “But he’s just fine now, and we’ll be right on time to the ceremony, promise!”
“Put Megamind on the phone,” Roxanne ordered over Minion’s frantic objections, “ Now, Minion.”
Minion sighed, but obeyed. There was some rustling and clanking, then Megamind’s voice came through, “Ollo?”
“Hey, Blue,” Roxanne smiled, “Minion told me what happened. Are you okay?”
“Fine,” he lied, like a liar.
“Megamind,” Roxanne said warningly.
He sighed dramatically. “Must you do this to me? I really am fine, these things just happen sometimes. I just have to keep busy,” A loud clang, “And not think about it, and I’m fine.”
“Do you know what set it off?” Roxanne asked.
“Oh, nothing really,” Megamind replied, forcedly light. He was quiet for a moment. “...Do you think this is what I’m meant to do?” Becoming a hero, I mean.”
“Is that what this is about? Megamind,” Roxanne collapsed on a conveniently placed chair and started to put her shoes on, “It doesn’t matter what you are or aren’t ‘meant’ to do. It only matters what you want to do and what’s right to do. You want to do this, right?”
“Yes,” he agreed.
“And we both know this is the right thing to do, right?” she pressed.
“Yes,” Megamind agreed a bit more reluctantly.
“Then that’s all that matters,” Roxanne told him, “I’ll see you at the ceremony. You’ll do great, I promise.”