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I'm serious though, this is really silly. Beware.
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'Eyo, it's ya boi, Blue Wonder, comin atcha live from Metro City. We out here, we chillin, we lookin for blue baddies to bring to b-justice can ya'll smash that like button and give ya boi a follow, we bout to-'
His complete soldering iron, battery pack and all, crash through the little audio box next to the offending screen. Megamind is ready to throw his face shielding after it, but the noise stops and the ick is no longer crawling down his neck, so he remains standing with the mask in hand, ready to pitch it, shoulders raised, eyes wide and teeth bared. 'In the name of everything evil what was that?' He rasps out, finally taking a breath he was unaware he was holding.
'Uhm, I believe the kids call that cringe, Sir.'
'Keringe?'
'Cringe, Sir.'
As one knows, Megaming is very fammilair with the concept of livestreaming. He's actually been kind of doing something like it long before it even really was a thing. He and Minion had a talk about it once, on how he might have been able to monetize the idea, but then again, with plentiful of inventions he's made and patented over the years, the blue villain already has more Elon Musk Money than he knows what to spend it on.
He's still not very familiar with this younger generation of streamers, he's all one for showmanship and lights and music, but this is just...
...keringe...?
'What is he doing?' Now, half a thought Megamind has goes out to the fact that, if he hadn't thrown his stuff through the box, the teen would have told him exactly what he wanted to know. His mask forgotten on his workbench, the villain rounds the table and takes a few steps closer to the screen.
On it, a masked young man dressed in the blue and white uniform of a Super, is talking to his camera while the chat is in full commotion. Megamind instantly recognises the location. It's actually not very far from the Secret Evil Base Near The Harbor TM, a forgotten plot of factories and warehouses near a stretch of water. The teen is waving one arm and is frantically moving around, pointing at the building behind him. The villain is well practised in lipreading, but the kid is talking with so much slang thrown in that he has no idea what the boy is saying.
'So his name is Travis Macey, aka Blue Wonder,' Minion has already looked it up for his boss. 'Twenty-one years old, born and raised in California, oh,-' A suspenseful pause, Megamind looks away from the screen for a moment. Minion has his mouth in a thin line for a second as he reads through the data. 'officially recognised as a C-Rank Super only a couple months ago.'
The blue villain clicks an affirmation and looks back at the screen. Travis has put his camera down and is making... moves... swinging his arms from front to back, from left to right... 'He's flossing, it's a dance,' Minion interjects because Megamind is not sure what he's looking at. 'Very 2019...' His henchfish does not sound impressed.
There's donations and hearts pouring over the screen...
Just one cable disconnect later, the sound returns.
Travis has stopped... flossing... and is standing near a bolted door still talking to the camera. He then looks up and moves so fast to the roof that the video stutters for a second. Then there's a shot of the view, the street below, the clouds full of rain above, and then back at the youngster widly waving his arms again. '...see here, is all supposedly abandoned, but ya boi knows about a certain blue baddie,-'
'Above average strength and speed, nothing worthwhile. But he can make a forcefield that is blue, hence the name...' Well that makes it all just a tad bit confusing, all of that blue. Minion's voice trails off as he loses interest. His big eyes scan the page full of data while Megamind glares at the screen. There is literally only one building in between this one and the one the teen just entered. However, the whole area is connected through alleys, doors and overhanging corridors, so the kid might as well be in the same room. '...not sure if the shield is actually able to deflect bullets...'
It's just a young male running around thinking he's Superman. Being recognised as a C-Rank Super doesn't mean all that much to the likes of Megamind. It's basically an internship or entree level, one has to start at the basics and build up to actual hero status from there. It simply means Travis is licenced to help out when he's needed, with things like assisting police in chasing down a thief, or saving a cat out of a tree.
Taking down one of the most notorious super villains on the planet is not in his job description.
Megamind is prone to running out anyone of actual class and power, but he can't be bothered with these children still finding their way in the world. The entree level Supers operate on the same level as the police or fire brigade, they simply have special powers that can be ustelised in certain cases. Low ranked Supers rarely bother with even B- or A- ranked villains, never even mind the S-ranked ones, let alone a super villain.
The blue alien fondly remembers running into a newby named Sparkle Duster during one of his heists. She was a smart kid, surrendering immediatly when she ran into a brainbot. The robots captured her regardless, because she could start some serious trouble, but Megamind wasn't the kind of villain to sully his name with the blood of the likes of her.
Sparkle knew her place and did her best. She tried bantering with him on one occasion when it seemed appropriate, asked if she could use a mirror to check her appearance at one point to look the part of helpless captive, and even checked with Minion if she should maybe cry when the rescue workers or Metro Man showed up, or if that would be a bit too much.
There is a balance between good and evil that needs to be maintained. In the same way Megamind uses higher ranked villains like Psycho Delic to oversee the streetwalkers, there are lower ranked Supers needed to take care of lowballing crimes. In the same way Megamind allows for certain gangs and crime famillies to operate under his rule, because this way he delagates a lot of the work and the criminals keep eachother in line.
In the same way Megamind is constantly challeging Metro Man. No longer trying to destroy the hero, because he's too valuable to be discarded like that. Metro Man is literally the strongest, fastest, most versatile Super on the planet. And Megamind might be called insane, delusional, batshit, all the names, but him fighting Metro Man on a regular basis is the reason why Metro City is as safe as it is, because even high ranked villains wouldn't dare try their hand against either Metro Man or Megamind, and higher ranked Supers also steer clear of the area.
'He a blue bi-atch, he aint no match for ya boi. If he bout to start problems I'm calling him an Uber to prison! See ya boi,-' Megamind rolls his eyes and turns away from the screen, deciding to get back to work. Minion mumbles something along the lines of finding another stream, something about cooking, and well, the villain doesn't really care.
He's not dealing with this. This idiot can talk smack all he wants about the master of all villainy, Megamind doesn't have proper grounds to respond. Yes, the teen is "challenging" him, the same way a child might ask it's favorite superstar football player for a match. Yes, the boy is close to one of his bases. But unless Travis actually steps through Megamind's front door, engaging the young Super will be seen as uncalled for and pathetic. No self respecting villain of high calibre will lower themselves that far down the ranking system without proper reasoning.
Unless of course rightfully provoked.
And Travis can call him all kinds of names, and insult his intelligence, and make empty promises of ass-whoopings, Megamind will leave him be.
Unless provoked...
Which Travis does...
'...and then we goan fry his fish,-' Everything seems to grind to a sudden stop. Megamind's throat clenches and how does he breathe again? A stab of pain shoots through his neck when he spins too fast, eyes back on the screen. He heard Minion gasp, and his fish's wide eyes find his for a second.
'What did I do!?' He did nothing! Minion is the best henchfish any villain could ever want, and would technically never hurt a fly.
How dare this...
...this little...
...cloud chasing...
Threathening Minion? How dare... Megamind can't with the audacity.
Even the chat slows down considerably for a few seconds, as if everyone watching is shocked into inaction.
And then it explodes. A twisted melting pot of warnings and jeering and LOLs and Emojies. People begin calling for Travis to GTFO right now, he is so dead, call for Metro Man.
Someone donates fifty dollars.
The message reads:
Game end yourself now, before Megamind does it for you.
'Minion, my bestest fish,' The blue villain grinds out, an eye twitches. 'will you be so kind as donate a grand to this boy's stream?'
Presentation is key. Always. Megamind has more Fuck You money than he can spend, and he isn't afraid to splurge a little every now and then. And if he's going to trash this nobody, he might as well give the people watching a show.
Minion, who sounds as insulted as Megamind feels, has begun tapping on another computer. 'Working on it Sir, what do you want the message to be?'
On the screen Travis is laughing and fooling around, calling out to his chat that they shouldn't worry. The Super mentions again that he's kind of been talking shit for these past few weeks and that Megamind doesn't give a flying F aniway. And that Megamind is a sissy and he says something about Minion again and the villain has already armed himself. But many people in the chaotic chat disagree. Travis has a large audience and the chat was hard to follow to begin with, but now it has become unreadable for the most part if you're not someone as quickwitted as the blue villain.
The suddenly pissed off super villain.
'I'm sending it.' Minion dutifully informs after his boss gives him the message, and a few seconds later crazy sound effects go off and the donation of a thousand dollars hits the screen. Even chat slows down again as Travis begins thanking whoever is so incredibilly generous. After a few seconds his confidence suddenly dwindles when he reads the message.
Your tombstone is on me. I'll be there in 1 minute 💙
Now Travis...
Travis is an idiot.
A clout chasing, wannabe super hero, never faced real concequenses for his actions, idiot.
He does not, as the kids call it, bounce.
He stays. Fooling around in the abandoned warehouses along the water, and so, Megamind ends up in the same building as he is with fourty seconds to spare.
Which isn't a lot, but Megamind is well practised in improvisation.
Seconds are ticking by while he observes the teen from the shadows, hidden in between large wooden crates.
Travis is built like a runner, he's quick on his feet and maybe he's actually trained in combat? Good balance. A white and blue super suit, it seems well made, with added points of protection in some areas like the knees and elbows, and filling in places like the shoulders to make the teen look bigger than he is. Megamind doesn't care much for talking down on someone if it doesn't serve a purpose, but the teen genuinely looks like an idiot with his phone taped to a stick and filming himself. Big mouth too, with all of that trash talk he spouts.
The teen has been loud to the point of obnoxious, but as the seconds tick by Megamind can hear his confidence crumble at the edges. He's entirely focussed on his chat, arguing with them while he should be either running for safety or getting ready for a confrontation. Normally Megamind would applaud the latter, because it takes a set for anyone to show up to a fight they can't win.
But sadly, Travis is just being dumb and arrogant, he remains right where he is until the clock runs out.
For a blisful three seconds, the teen is quiet.
And then he starts running his mouth. 'Y'all had me there for a second not gonna lie. But I knew that pussy wasn't gonna show his ugly,-'
Megamind's jaw clenches. He takes a few steps forward, takes his place next to a conveniently placed pile of wooden boxes, no longer fully hidden by the dark, gun at his side and frown set on his face.
The other male is still arguing with his chat. 'Y'all I'm tellin you,-' He raises his stick higher and starts making a full circle to show his audience the large space, which consists of nothing but wooden boxes, metal beams, old and worn down machinery and junk. There is a large, rusty hole with a collection of many smaller holes in the ceiling off to the side, rain drizzling down and clattering on one of the rusting machines. Megamind remains right where he is and sure enough Travis sweeps the room and has the villain in the frame for a moment, and then the villain moves back into the shadows again at the same time that Minion calls out to him to do so over their communication line. He can hear the teen stutter as he presses his back into the wood.
'You were just a blur but distinct enough that there can't be a mistake.' His Minion shares and the villain feels very pleased with that.
Meanwhile, Travis has fallen silent. He himself hadn't noticed the threat lurking in the shadows, but many people watching the stream did. Minion dutifully informs that the chat is absolute chaos and the number of viewers has been steadily growing since Travis has uttered his threat against the bestest fish in the world.
'You know what Imma show you guys there aint no one here.' The teen is light on his feet and quick. Megamind puses himself off the crates slightly and silently moves around the stack just as Travis passes. 'I'm getting seasick with how he's swinging his camera around...' Minion comments off-handedly.
Megamind feels a fond smile tug at his lips.
'Yea nah nah see nobody, I'm telling you...' Travis is swiftly moving around, Megamind silently mirroring him and making sure he remains unseen. The kid is definitely quick, but incredibilly predictable and the villain easily keeps undetected.
'Aight lemme just go back a little.' Travis moves back to a lighter part of the room, sounding very nervous.
'He's going through the footage.' Minion informs and Megamind silently closes the distance with the teen. They're the same height, which is convinient. It allows Megamind to stand a little on the teen's side so he can properly look over the other's shoulder. Travis has rewound the footage and is watching it. Now that the camera isn't filming, he's dropped the confident guise and the villain can see he's anxious even through the mask on his face. There's fear coming from the boy's skin and Megamind would be a little bit of a liar if he would say that didn't excite him.
The boy's tone drops several notches when the footage shows the villain standing in the shadows as Travis is spinning around. 'Yooo...' There is a lengthy pause, probably in which the young hero is trying to figure out what to do.
'Sir, viewership has doubled and is still steadily rising.' Which means Megamind has to be careful. He's here to punish the teen for threathening Minion. There are certain lines one does not cross without concequences. And if no one gets to see this very one-sided beatdown because it gets too bloody then that message will not spread.
'Aight look guys,-' Still loud but sounding a lot less confident, Travis raises the camera again and clicks on the button to turn in back to himself. And sure enough, the small screen displays his face and upper body, and the alien behind him.
The teen screams and flails his arms and throws himself out of the way.
Minion is giggling over the comm. line.
'Aight, so that's how it is? We switching to hands free mode.' Travis quickly surrenders himself to the inevitable fight, presses a few buttons before taking his phone off of his stick and pocketing it. He then taps onto his makeshift visor, and a tiny blue light turns on, and Minion informs his boss that they have switched to first person on stream.
Which is impressive.
For a split second Megamind had some hope the teen will actually prove to be a challenge. Alas, Travis crushes those dreams pretty swiftly. He begins hopping from one foot to the other and they're not the skillful, short steps of an experienced fighter. They're the long, uncoordinated leaps of a moron. He's literally all over the place, swinging his arms around like a boxer but at the same time keeping his limbs stretched, and instead of keeping his guard up Travis sometimes throws shadow punches at the alien that don't even have Megamind flinching backwards.
The kid suddenly closes the distance with one long stride and makes as if to finally throw a hit, but he stops in the next step and is back at a distance again. It's all looking so ridiculous Megamind is unsure if he should get angry or laugh. Or maybe just lie down in surrender and let the kid have this, the villain almost feels sorry for him.
Almost.
'Sir, maybe switch out that confused, faraway glance for a scarier one?' Minion calls out to him, still dutifully watching the stream of the young man and if Megamind could he would give the fish a raise for being such a fantastic henchfish who goes through such great extremes to help his boss in any way he can. Then again, Minion only needs to ask and Megamind will subjagate the human race if his besty asks it.
'Boi I am the wind,' Travis jumps around, one fist outstretched in, was he throwing a punch? 'I am speed.' The villain once fought a toddler for their lollypop, and that baby had put up a more serious fight than whatever this is.
Megamind is watching the other and still needs to move. Annoyance crawls through his gut and it must show on his face. 'Oeh exasperated, good choice Sir.'
The blue alien spares half a thought at just breaking the kid in half and calling it a day. End both their miseries. Even Metro Man throws more thought into fistfighting, and all he has to do is hit it really hard until it breaks.
Travis too decides that he's tired of life. He suddenly steps closer again, throws his arm back and Megamind braces himself. The teen punches him in the stomach, a very well placed one the villain will admit, and a wave of disappointment washes over him.
Many mock him for his seemingly weak appearance. The blue alien is lanky for human standards, and of course he looks very small next to the impressive machine that houses Minion, or next to the walking mountain better known as Metro Man, and he even looks scrawny next to the bodacious badonkadonk of one Roxanne Ritchi. But he's also a lot tougher than he looks. And sure, he's wearing a protective layer in his suit that absorbs the shock a bit, because Metro Man is a wonderfully hands-on type of hero, but the hit Travis managed is only kind of uncomfortable, at best.
Megamind takes it head on, and instead of being slammed backwards like he had hoped, he doesn't even budge.
Finally the teen stops acting like a moron for a few seconds, drops his arms and backs away. He still isn't looking the right amount of frightened, but the villain is about to fix that.
'They're just handing out Super status to everyone, huh?' He grouses, unamused. The Hero's Association is going to get a strongly worded letter regarding their licencing practises.
'Ok Mister Mind sir, If you do not surrender I will be forced to use violence!' Well that sure was unexpected. Megamind feels his insides leap. He loves it when a Super threathens his own person. The young hero may not turn the villain on with the same intensity as Metro Man might, but oh he will absolutely take this any way he can get.
Poor Travis stumbles, because he just promised the villain something terrible, but instead of cowering Megamind probably looks a little too excited. His lips pull over his sharp teeth. Minion informs him that he's scaring the chat, keep at it.
Megamind can feel his back protest under the weight of carrying this stream.
Their... fight? Scuffle? What is this called? It's... Stupid?
The villain has yet to fix his stance, blocks a punch thrown at his face, sidesteps another try at his stomach, steps over a swipe of the teen's leg. Sure enough Travis connects his fist with the blue alien's face, and the whack sounds impressive and Megamind feels a tinge of discomfort in his neck when his head twists to the side.
Travis is not delivering and Megamind is disappointed and if someone, ANYONE doesn't't damage him soon he is going to LOSE IT!
He ducks and slams his shoulder into the other, throwing him onto the ground with a loud smack. This fight, if it could be called that, is already over, and Megamind's lips pull over his teeth, this time from the broiling anger in his chest. An unearthly hiss escapes him and he closes in on the other. Travis is crawling backwards, one hand up and pleading in a high pitched voice. Still yelling like a maniac. Normally the sound of prey crying out excites the alien but now it just fuels his fury because he's been itching for a proper confrontation and now the adrenaline is coursing without an outlet.
But then Travis' pleas break and he falls silent, gaze pulling away from the blue alien and up to the large hole in the roof.
Now, it's probably just a coincidence. There is no way the city's golden boy timed this as perfectly as he did.
The heavy slamming of the rain has led up significantly a little while ago, dwindling down to a light drizzle as the dark clouds drift past. One tiny sunbeam at first, but the wind carries quickly and the sun breaks through, shining into the large hole like a spotlight. And floating down through it comes the world's greatest hero, descending like an angel from the heavens. The wind pulls at his heavy, wet cape and plays with his dripping hair, but instead of looking like a drenched cat Metro Man looks like he had just gone for a dip in the water, stepping back onto the beach like one of those swimsuit models Megamind sometimes sees in those magazines. Droplets cascade down his form and drip from him, and they fall from different points of the roof as well. As they drop and catch the light, it's as if tiny crystals glitter around the large alien.
He looks so heroic Megamind almost cries out; take me to jail, right here, right now! But the villain is a professional and a tiny portion of his brain is instead spent on not dropping to his knees with his hands extended, wrists offered, please cuff me and do what you want with me. Read me my rights, get me a lawyer, take me to jail, anything!
Nobody claim that Megamind may or may not be a little disturbed.
'Sir, pick your jaw up off the floor and focus!' Minion calls out over the comm. line and oh, right! Words! Where did all that brainpower he possesses go?
Thankfully Metro Man is also a professional, and for the first time in both their careers possesses more brains than Megamind. He'd been looking down on the villain and fallen hero behind him, and now he slightly raises his mighty chin. 'Why don't you pick on someone your own calibre?' He growls, and he sounds angry and Megamind almost surrenders on the spot.
Satisfaction at last, as at first Metro Man disappears in a blur, and then the whole room suddenly topples sideways, and finally some actual pain explodes in his left side. Megamind knows what it's like to connect with the oncoming train that is Metro Man, and glass shatters around him and then he's on the ground again, coming to a stop outside as glass and rubble chaotically tumble all around him. Gentle rain is falling from the sky and another dark cloud is closing in with promises of another shower.
The villain remains on the ground, breath ragged and satisfied, pain throbbing in all the right places, insides burning for more.
But alas, presentation is key.
The teen is still streaming, and has gathered a couple thousand viewers watching this live. Megamind knows that the internet will pick up most things Metro Man related, but the villain himself is rarely seen this well on camera. The footage is sure to go viral, and with that in mind he remains where he is, staring up at the sky, as the hero checks up on Travis and gently urges him to get away.
Megamind's swift defeat will increase the gap of power between the young man and the seasoned hero even more, elevating Metro Man even further, and well Megamind is so happy the other alien showed up he'll gladly pretend he's defeated now, until the teen made his escape and maybe Metro Man will throw him around for a bit. Megamind doesn't carry the power to actually fight the hero like this, but it's nice to be manhandled for no particular reason every now and then.
It's only when Minion informs him that Travis is making a beeline for the exit that the blue villain makes a move to sit up. The rubble grinds beneath him as he moves.
Their stares meet for a moment. And strangely, Metro Man doesn't look amused in the slightest. He has a deep frown on his handsome face, and his arms are crossed which is something he only does when he's upset. After a painfully awkward silence the hero takes a breath to ask;
'Did you have fun?'
Well, fun is not the right word. Megamind remembers being a whole lot upset actually, even if, from what Minion has been telling him, this escapade was a sucsess.
His body protests when the villain straightens. Instead of answering the question he brushes himself off.
'Why are you asking me that?'
'Because I have been watching the stream,' Metro Man replies, voice calm and stern but there is a hint of anger underneath. 'and you seemed to be having fun.' His eyes narrow dangerously as he almost spits out the last word, as if it tastes disgusting in his mouth.
Megamind feels his shoulders droop and his eyebrows raise. His tummy made a summersault because yay, Metro Man has been watching, but the other seems genuinely upset and that is making him anxious.
'Well, not really,' The villain lowers his eyes to the ground, suddenly unable to look the other in the eye. His cheeks are heating up and he bites his lower lip. 'he said something bad about Minion and then I just got upset, and then we had a fight and he didn't even put up any resistance.' The blue alien has his arms behind his back and kicks at a rock, all hopes of maybe Metro Man throwing him through a wall evaporating.
The rain is picking up.
When the large man huffs he dares look up again. Metro Man is glaring at something to the side, his fists now on his hips, his jaw squared, nostrils flaring in annoyance. Then his eyes fall back on the villain and Megamind tenses.
'It's just that... that was quite a spectacle,' He starts, a tone of clear betrayal in his voice. 'like, it looked really awesome.' Megamind bites his lower lip. He knows it was pretty cool, but his nemesis calling it awesome? Normally the villain would be elated to hear such praise from his enemy, but with the other being this put off it's hard to keep his insides from doing the bad kind of twisties.
'Well yeah, I kinda had to improvise, there were a lot of people watching,-'
'I know.' The other growls out and he sounds dangerous and Megamind almost drops to his knees in surrender.
The villain's voice is tiny as he meekly asks; 'So... what's wro-'
'You literally put in zero effort and still made it movie worthy.' The hero intterupts and Megamind jerks sharply at the harsh tone. Metro Man is a very well mannered person and usually lets others finish their sentences. He must be truly upset. 'Where was that last time we battled?'
Megamind gasps. 'I put up a fight last time!'
'That was a rehashed plot with a death machine you already used four months ago in a location we already did seven months ago!'
'Oh well excuse me if I sometimes refurbish a machine because it can be done faster than designing and building something from scratch.'
'Well it sure takes you a heck of a long time to do so', Metro Man firmly states. 'our last epic battle was almost two months ago.' He shifts his stance again, fists back on his hips, jaw firm and brow furrowed. 'where have you been?'
'I have been very busy!
'With what, other heroes?'
'Uhm excuse me! I have a base right around that corner over there,' The smaller alien throws his arm out pointing in said direction. 'and he threatened Minion!' The smaller alien frantically calls out, voice pitching. 'I couldn't just let that slide!' Because in the end Megamind is still a villain and people expect a certain level of evil at least. Metro Man understands this. 'Said he was going to fry him!' As if that would actually ever happen. But, sticks and stones and all that, Megamind can let most jeers and sneers glide right off of him, but his favorite fish is a touchy subject.
Metro Man doesn't look convinced. He looks about ready to just fly away. The blue alien can't stand the thought. He's about ready to cry.
'Metro Mahn!' There is a wet smack as Megamind throws himself against the other's chest. The hero doesn't give an inch of course, and doesn't even raise his arms to pretend he's defending himself. Megamind feels his heart sink as the other lowers his gaze at him.
'Please don't be mad!' He places his balled hands against the other's chest and presses into the larger alien, and its like pushing against a squishy concrete wall. 'It wasn't any good,' he promises, eyes wide, giving the other the best kicked puppy look he can muster. 'look, he punched me in the face,-' The villain twists his head a little so the other can properly see his cheek. With one of his own fingers he stabs at the blue flesh, and there isn't even a hint of discomfort. 'it's not even bruised!' He wines, voice high and pitched.
He can see the result for days, sometimes even weeks when Metro Man punches him.
Damnit it's not fair that the larger alien is upset with him!
It's not like Megamind crippled the kid or anything.
He was going to...
But he didn't!
'Please don't be mad!' The villain pleads for the second time, and yes he will beg if he has to. He hates it when Metro Man gets genuinely upset with him. The smaller alien goes through incredible lengths and pains not to push the hero too far. 'I was thinking about you the whole time, I promise!'
'You were?' The other questions, his shoulders lowering a bit and some of the anger softening around the edges. One perfectly shaped brow raises.
'He didn't even try and fight me!' Megamind knows he might sound a bit too needy, but damnit he's only been thrown through a measily window today and for fffff-sake he wants to at least feel it tonight!
'Flailed with his arms a bit and was too busy with his audience!' Now that it appears Metro Man won't fly off at least, Megamind grabs onto the opportunity to complain at the larger alien. Who knows, maybe Metro Man will throw him or something. The villain starts bouncing on his feet, still pressing against the wall clad in white, and finally the other's anger dissipates under the unblinking gaze of his puppy eyed stare.
The larger alien gently grabs him by his slim shoulders, effectively stopping the other from bouncing. Megamind has half a brain cel celebrating because maybe his nemesis will pitch him over the building or something, but alas the larger male keeps a rather gentle hold and pushes him off and damn it all to the end of the universe that's not tight enough to bruise!
At least Metro Man doesn't look upset anymore, but maybe now the heat of the moment is gone and Megamind fears he will be going to bed still starved for touch.
One might have guessed already, but between the two of them Metro Man is the reasonable one.
'Alright, I suppose I was overreacting a little. Sorry.'
'Don't be, there's no need for that!' The blue villain gives Metro Man a look that clearly hints what the hero could to to make it up to him. But oh, alas, fate is cruel, or maybe it's karma catching up with Megamind. Because sadly the hero doesn't punch him in the face, he doesn't arrest him and takes him to jail, he doesn't even roughly shove him onto the ground, maybe pin him with his massive weight until the police arrive...
Megamind actually gets the worst case scenario. Because the next sentence the hero utters is probably the worst thing the other could say to him. The villain bites his lower lip so it won't quiver.
'I'm not taking you to jail.'
'Why not!?' The villain cries out, and maybe if he tries swinging at the other he will change his mind. 'I almost killed someone today!' Not the worst thing he's ever done, Megamind is wanted for 88 life sentences worth of villainy. But before the blue alien can do something stupid, because Metro Man knows him, the hero speaks up again.
'So you can finish setting up the next plot.'
His green eyes fall to the ground again. Now, Megamind doesn't sulk. Sulking is a non destructive, unmanly way of showing displeasure, and one super villainous mastermind of all that is absolutely evil, does not sulk. He only does something that looks a lot like it.
But he doesn't sulk.
His baby seal leather clad toes kick the ground.
'I'm pretty sure it's gonna be awesome?' Metro Man releases the other and takes a step back, hands on his hips again.
'Yeah, it's gonna be pretty cool actually...' The villain kicks a rock around dejectedly. Setting the event up has been the reason why it's taken so long in the first place.
'I'm really looking forward to it.' His nemesis promises, and Megamind doesn't have to look up to see the glaringly white smile of the other. There is a pause between them, one that remains sadly nonviolent, lasting so long that the villain sighs and opens his mouth to bid the other farewell. A very strong hand around his throat cuts off his goodbye and airflow, and the last thing he sees is the hero's dashing smile, then the villain goes flying back inside through the window. His body doesn't connect with anything solid, but he slides to a stop right in front of Minion.
'Everything alright, Sir?'
Megamind's neck is so sore he has to give his best friend a thumbs up, the throbbing in his throat preventing him from speaking.
It's hard to properly talk for the rest of the day, and by nightfall the huge, hand-shaped bruise is a horrible dark purple and red against his blue skin.
Sometimes Megamind wonders what he did to deserve someone like Metro Man.
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