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Megaman watched Roll as she put together a snack tray, complete with fresh vegetables, dip, pretzels, and chips. They were planning to leave soon to go to the home of their friend Frank, who also happened to be Mega's boss. They had planned a game night with Frank and his wife Audrey.
Mega was still a little uncertain about what to expect. Conceptually, he understood what a board game was. He even understood the appeal - engage in friendly, low-stakes competition while facilitating conversation by providing an activity that requires some engagement but still allows for breaks and idle chatter. He knew the rules for chess and checkers and Go, just because they were so ubiquitous.
But he'd never actually played a board game. And as Roll filled him in on some of the games she was familiar with, he began to realize how diverse they could be.
Some games were pure chance, and Mega didn't understand what could be fun about that. For instance, there was a children's game covered with pictures of desserts which involved drawing a card and moving to a space indicated by the card. The outcome is already decided by the order of the cards before the game even begins. It sounded less like a game to Mega, and more like an exercise in following orders.
Others involved a little more skill and deduction. A game purporting to be a family game involved moving around a mansion where a wealthy man was murdered and trying to find out which of the characters had done it and with what weapon. It sounded a bit grisly to Megaman for a game that children might play.
Some games were strategic and involved hoarding resources and using those resources to grow your wealth. Other strategy games were centered around using military strength to weaken and destroy your opponent's military. Mega thought those concepts sounded a lot like celebrating the worst parts of humanity.
Verbal guessing games sounded kind of interesting. Games where a player uses physical actions, verbal descriptions, or simple drawings to try to get their teammate to guess a word before a timer runs out. Despite his large language corpus, Mega suspected the abstract thought often required for such games might make them difficult for him. However, he still thought they sounded fun.
“Do you know what kinds of games we're going to play?” Mega asked.
“You already asked me that earlier,” Roll said, turning away from the counter to give him her undivided attention. “The answer is still no. Are you nervous?”
“Not nervous. Just unsure what to anticipate,” Mega answered.
“Well, it's just a casual game night. It's okay if you are nervous, but it's just Frank and his wife. I've only met Audrey a couple times, but with the way Frank talks about her, I'm sure she's very sweet,” Roll said reassuringly.
“My uncertainty is less about the social aspect, and more about the games. Frank and I get on well. He's told me several times that he thinks Audrey and I would get along, but then he always laughs. So I'm unsure how to interpret that,” Megaman said, puzzled.
Roll shrugged. “I'm sure he wouldn't have suggested a game night if he didn't think you would get on well with her.”
“You're right. I'm sure it will be fine. But I've never played a board game. What if I'm bad at them?”
“Don't worry about that, Mega,” Roll said, giving his arm a comforting squeeze. “The goal is to have fun.”
“I thought the goal was to win the game,” Mega said, cocking his head to the side, a confused and uncertain look on his face.
Roll giggled. His confused expression was so cute and disarming. He'd always tilted his head when he was confused, but she was pretty sure he'd started doing it more often after he took in his puppy, Rush, not even realizing he was picking up mannerisms from the pup.
“Yes, you do want to try to win the game, but it's more important to have fun,” Roll said. As competitive and stubborn as she could be, Roll didn't always follow her own advice in this respect. But she planned to try to keep her competitive side in check for Mega's benefit, at least until he got comfortable.
Mega nodded, but he wasn't sure how to incorporate having fun into a strategy.
Roll wrapped up the snack tray and put it into a basket that could be secured to her motorcycle.
“Shall we get going?” she asked Mega.
“Sounds good. Rush, let's jet,” Mega said, calling for his pup with the phrase that had come to mean that it was time to go. Rush came running over from his cozy perch on the couch. “We're going to Frank's house,” Mega told him, and Rush turned around and ran to his toy basket. He grabbed one of his rope toys in his mouth, and then trotted eagerly towards the door to join Mega and Roll. Rush loved Frank, who was always willing to indulge him in a game of tug-of-war. And Rush couldn't be prouder - he always managed to win.
Roll and Mega pulled up in front of the address Frank had given them. It was a brownstone in a nice neighborhood, just a few blocks north of the Central district of the city. Frank owned the steel mill where Mega worked, and had provided steel to Wily’s factories under a lucrative contract, although he'd used every opportunity to sabotage where he could. Audrey had worked in data analytics for a logistics firm, and she had leveraged the data she analyzed to support the resistance by passing encoded messages and pointing out strategic opportunities.
When the battle for the city finally took place, and their role in the resistance came to light, they were labeled by many of their upper-middle class peers as traitors. They'd worn that label like a badge of honor. Audrey was let go from her job for breaching confidentiality, which she had felt was a small price to pay. She was currently taking on consulting contracts with the new city governance. Frank obviously lost his lucrative contract, but there was still a heavy demand for steel.
Now that the harsh class divides were starting to weaken, and Frank and Audrey no longer had to maintain a front to keep Wily and those who supported him off their track, they found themselves nurturing friendships with others from the resistance, who came from all walks of life and all corners of the city.
Frank and Roll had known each other for a long time. She had brought him the remains of robots that she and her friends had cracked open to study and scavenge for parts, and he had discretely disposed of them by melting them down. He'd also provided materials for weapons and shields and armor for the final battle, and played a key role in cleaning up the city afterwards. Frank and Roll didn't necessarily spend a lot of time together, but they had built up trust.
When Roll introduced Mega to Frank and asked him to repair Mega's battle-damaged body, they hit it off immediately. Frank offered Mega a job where he quickly became Frank's most productive employee by far. They'd become fast friends.
But this was the first time either of them had ever been to his home. Frank greeted them at the door and let them in. Rush followed after, carrying his rope toy and sniffing excitedly. Frank's own dogs, a basset hound and a medium sized mutt, immediately greeted Rush, having met him before at the factory, and the dogs all ran off to another room to play.
“Thanks for bringing snacks,” Frank said, indicating the tray, which he'd taken from Roll to set up on a counter. “We've got soda, wine, and beer in the fridge. Help yourself. Glasses up in the cabinet if you want one. What about you, Mega? Glass of synthetic oil, or do you prefer bio-based?”
Frank laughed loudly at his own joke. Mega just smiled and shook his head. He'd heard that one before, several times.
Mega and Roll kicked off their boots. Frank took their helmets and hung up their jackets.
“Come on in and meet my beautiful wife, Audrey,” he said warmly.
They followed him into the living room. The house was immaculate, clean, and beautifully furnished. Audrey was already in the living room, sipping from a glass of wine. She wore fitted plaid pants and a tailored jacket. Her hair was pinned up in a very tidy bun. Her makeup was classic and flawless. Everything about her was meticulously put together.
There were several pictures on the wall of Frank and Audrey together, as well as several pictures of their older child, Chance. Roll was surprised to see only one picture featuring their younger child, Jack, which was a family picture from when the kids were young. There was also a family picture that looked recent, with Chance and a young woman that Roll didn't recognize from pictures Frank had shown her in the past. There were a number of nails in the wall among the pictures, as though pictures had been taken down, or there were plans to put more pictures up.
“How are your kids? What are they up to tonight?” Roll asked, hoping to get some clues without having to ask any probing questions.
“They're doing great! Chance is all set to graduate this year. Can't believe it. I swear he was just a baby. Time really flies. And Jane will be a senior next year. She's really coming into her own. Couldn't be prouder of those two. They're both off with friends tonight,” Frank said, his expression warm and wistful.
“Jane?” Roll asked. She was starting to put it together, but wanted to confirm.
“Our youngest just came out a couple months ago,” Audrey said. “We're still working on getting more pictures of her to put up. She's still figuring out her look, and she wants us to wait until she's got it all worked out before we start taking a lot of pictures. But she was okay with me keeping the one from when she was a baby, and she did indulge me with that new family photo." Audrey looked lovingly at the picture.
Roll smiled, just a little sadly. Her own parents had disowned her for her part in the resistance movement, and would likely have disowned her sooner if they'd known she was pan. She was glad for Jane, though, to have the love and support she had.
“Should we get started?” Frank asked, gesturing to a card table set up in the middle of the living room.
“Sure, sounds good. What games did you have in mind?” Roll asked. She'd noticed Mega was quiet. She thought he must be nervous about the game situation. Hopefully at least knowing what games they would play would set them at ease.
“Well, Audrey is a board game fiend,” Frank said, and Audrey nodded a little shyly to confirm. “We have dozens of options. But Mega said he's never played a board game before. I would've figured the doc would have taught you chess or something.”
Mega shook his head, assuming Frank must be referring to his father.
“I have the rule set in my software, but I've never actually played.”
“Well, we figured we could start out with something basic,” Audrey suggested. “How do you feel about Clue?”
“That's the one with the murder, right?” Mega asked.
Audrey laughed. “Yes, it's the one where you use deduction to solve a murder.”
Frank and Audrey set up the board while Mega read over the instructions. Roll kept her hand on Mega's leg as quiet emotional support. Mega appreciated it. Frank slid three cards into the envelope, angling them so that nobody could see which cards they were.
Frank dealt out the remaining cards and handed out checklists and pens. They selected their game tokens, with Frank as Professor Plum, Audrey as Mrs. White, Roll as Ms. Scarlet, and Mega as Mrs. Peacock. They let Mega go last so he could observe. On his first turn, he rolled a three and didn't make it to a room. On the second round, Frank, Roll, and Audrey each made it to a room and were able to make suggestions, all of which were proven false by a card in someone else's hand. Then it was Megaman's turn.
“I know the solution. So now I accuse?” he asked. He had the rules committed to his memory, but he still felt unsure.
They all looked at him, a little uncertain.
“So you've already figured out which three cards are in the envelope? Are you sure?” Roll asked. She knew he was observant and analytical, but she didn't see how he could have figured it out this fast. He hadn't even been shown anyone else's cards yet.
“Yes, I'm sure,” Mega said. “It was Mr. Green with the candlestick in the observatory.”
Frank laughed. “Well, take a look at what's in the envelope. Tell us if you got it right.”
Mega pulled out the cards and quickly confirmed his accusation. Roll and Frank stared at him in disbelief, while Audrey just looked a little smug.
“How the hell did you do that, Mega?” Roll asked.
Mega shrugged. “I got a good look at the cards while Frank was shuffling them. I saw one of the cards that went into the envelope had a little dog-ear on the upper right corner. I had noticed the same dog-ear on the observatory card. Then I checked off the weapon and character cards that I had in my hand. I saw that Audrey had a card with a tiny little notch on the bottom center, which I had previously identified as the Mrs. Peacock card, and then when Frank -”
“Okay, so you figured it out by memorizing what all the cards looked like from the back?” Roll asked, giving him a bit of a pained look.
“No, I also used deduction to narrow it down further. I couldn't figure out every card from identifying markers, but I was able to figure out the rest based on who showed cards and what I already knew they had in their hands,” Mega replied. “Is that not how it's played? I thought we were supposed to observe and deduce.”
“I told you. We need new cards,” Audrey said.
“Yes you did, dear,” Frank said with a laugh. “And you're always right. I should know better by now.”
“Yes, you should,” Audrey said and kissed his cheek affectionately. “Well, that was a bit of a bust. What about a team game? Taboo?”
Mega turned to Roll. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked, looking concerned.
“No. It's okay. You just notice and track things the rest of us can't. I'm sure we'll find a game that works for everyone.”
Mega was a little uncomfortable, but everyone else still seemed to be having a good time, so he tried to let it go. Rush and the other two dogs and worn themselves out playing and were all now lounging in the living room, watching their owners. Rush felt Mega's discomfort and sat on his robotic haunches against Mega's leg to console him. Mega reached down to give him some scritches, and he immediately felt a little better.
Frank and Audrey explained the rules to Taboo while pulling the cards, buzzer, and timer out of the box. It was a simple team-based game where the person whose turn it is draws a card and tries to get their teammates to say the word at the top. But the person holding the card cannot say any of the other five words listed on the card. Very straightforward.
“How about Frank and I go first,” Audrey suggested.
Roll flipped the sand timer, and Audrey drew her first card.
“Chance complains when he has to wear these,” Audrey said, speaking with urgency.
“Uh…ties, dress pants, socks!” guessed Frank.
“Yes, socks!” said Audrey, and she drew another card.
“It was making noise the other night. It kept waking you up.”
“Cricket!”
“Yes!”
Frank and Audrey got seven words that round, and it seemed effortless.
Then it was Roll's turn to draw cards. Frank turned the timer over.
“Ooh, all my favorite desserts have this,” Roll said.
Mega looked at her, bewildered, then remembered he should be guessing.
“Sugar?” he asked.
“No, keep guessing,” Roll said, her competitive side fighting its way through.
“But they do,” insisted Mega.
“I know! But that's not the word! I keep a stash in the cabinet for when I have a bad day.”
“Whiskey?”
“Mega! Focus!” Roll growled, unable to help herself. “For dessert. My favorite ice cream.”
“Chocolate?” Mega guessed.
“Yes!” Roll drew her next card. “Where we watch movies.”
“Your apartment.”
“Yes, but where do we sit?”
Frank buzzed her. She'd used one of the taboo words.
“Oh, shit,” she said as she drew a new card. “Ummm… from a long, long - no wait, shit! Ummm…way back when. Like, eons ago.”
“Historical. Past. Prehistoric,” guessed Mega as he started to get a feel for the game.
“Right, but like, artifacts. Um, civilizations. Uhhh…”
“Archaeology. Ancient.”
“Yes!”
Their timer ran out before they could get any more. Roll was a little frustrated, with her performance as well as Mega's. But Mega looked concerned, so she tried to rein herself in.
“Hey, great job,” Audrey said, looking genuinely happy for them.
Frank snorted a laugh, and Audrey shot him a look.
Frank took his turn with Audrey guessing, and they got six cards that round.
Now it was Mega's turn to draw. He picked up the first card. His first word was ‘balloon.’ He wasn't sure how to get Roll to think of balloons. So he searched his language corpus.
“A nonporous bag of light material that can be inflated, especially with gas,” he said and looked at Roll, waiting for her to identify the word from the definition.
“What are you talking about?” she said, confused.
“That's the definition of the word. Although I had to omit one of the words to keep from getting buzzed at,” Mega explained.
Roll narrowed her eyes at him. “What?! Okay, tell me more.”
“To swell or puff out,” Mega replied, providing a definition for balloon when used as a verb.
Roll was still staring helplessly at Mega when the timer ran out.
“It was ‘balloon’,” Mega said, looking frustrated.
For a moment, Roll's face scrunched up in frustration that he hadn't thought to mention parties or mylar or latex. She knew none of this mattered, and it was supposed to be just for fun. Roll really hated losing, but not as much as she loved Megaman. Her expression softened.
“It's okay, Mega. Good try.” She took his hand and squeezed his fingers reassuringly.
“So, I'm guessing this isn't your game either,” Frank said. Mega shook his head. He figured he might be able to learn to play it better, but that probably wouldn't happen tonight.
Audrey shot an eager and expectant look towards Frank. Unspoken communication passed between them, and Frank shook his head as Audrey nodded hers.
“No, Audrey. I have to see Mega Monday morning. I promise you, this will make it awkward,” Frank said.
“It won't be awkward,” Audrey insisted. “He'll like it. I know he will.”
“I'm not saying he won't like it. I'm saying you're going to make it awkward,” Frank said, his voice carrying a warning tone.
“Come on, Frank. Please?”
“He's my best employee! If you scare him off…”
“I won't,” Audrey said. “I'll be on my best behavior.”
Frank breathed loudly as he thought for a moment and watched Audrey's eager expression.
“Fine,” he finally said.
“I'll be right back,” Audrey said excitedly as she disappeared around the corner.
‘What was that all about?’ Roll thought to herself. ‘Is Audrey going to make a move on Mega? Do Frank and Audrey swing? Was the game night all just a ploy? Is that why Frank always laughed when he said Mega and Audrey would get along?’
Roll looked at Frank. He was middle-aged, his hair and beard flecked with gray, the corners of his eyes lined deep with crow’s feet from decades of laughter and smiles. He had broad shoulders and big arms from the hard physical work he did at the steel mill. Roll would be lying if she said the thought hadn't crossed her mind. And now, looking at Audrey with fresh eyes, she began to wonder if more of a group thing could be on the table. Audrey was in her forties, beautiful, put together, a little on the stern side. Roll had fallen for that type of woman before. It had ended badly, but the journey had been hot and heavy.
Roll was a little concerned about what Mega might think of the arrangement. Luckily, they had already figured out that he didn't really experience jealousy. He also had really only experienced attraction towards Roll, but maybe if Roll got in there with Audrey to show him how it's done…or maybe Audrey would rather take charge with Roll. Both ways sounded like a good time.
Roll’s chest, neck, and cheeks flushed red hot. She was nervous, on pins and needles, suffering from the anticipation, but in the best way.
Audrey returned carrying a cardboard box, maybe a foot and a half on each side, and six inches tall. Roll wondered what could possibly be inside. Toys? Lingerie? Restraints? Non disclosure agreements?
“I have to apologize for Audrey,” Frank said quietly to Roll. “She just can't help herself. She's been planning this ever since I told her about Megaman.” Roll couldn't blame Audrey for that. Mega was a good choice. Roll had never gone unsatisfied.
Roll swallowed hard as Audrey opened the flaps on the box. Mega heard the barely perceptible sound with his sharp hearing and looked over to check on Roll. He immediately clocked her hungry expression. She was trying to hide it, but he knew the signs of her lust better than anyone. He gave her a questioning look, but Roll just nodded towards Audrey. He returned his attention to Audrey and the box, but Roll heard his fans whir as he tried to process what was happening.
Audrey reached inside the box with both hands and pulled out…
A beautiful wooden box with a grid carved into the top of it. She set the box in the center of the table. There were drawers set into two sides of it. She pulled each of them open. One was filled with small black stones, and the other with white.
“Megaman, do you know how to play Go?” she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.
Roll deflated quietly in her seat as she realized how mistaken she had been. Her face remained flushed, but for an entirely different reason from before.
Mega admired the craftsmanship of the box. He looked up at Audrey and smiled.
“I've never played, but I know the rules.”
“Would you be willing to play with me? Frank won't play with me anymore, and neither will my kids. I can't find anyone who can give me a good challenge. But Frank thought you might be good at this type of thing,” Audrey said, an almost pleading look in her eyes.
“I won't play with you anymore because you're a menace when you play that game,” Frank said. “It brings out the worst in you. Mega, if you agree to play with her, you have to promise me you won't hold her behavior against me.”
Mega smiled. This game was deceptively simple, but the strategy was complex. The possibilities for moves and scenarios were numerous, but the gameplay was straightforward, concrete. It required a type of thought that he could grasp.
“I'd like to very much,” Mega answered.
They sat down on opposite sides of the table and began to play. Both were silent, keeping an eye on each other but mostly watching the board. They each thought quickly and played decisively.
Frank turned to Roll. “You want a beer? This could take a while.”
Roll was still feeling embarrassed about how badly she had misread the situation. She thought a beer sounded great. She planned to limit herself to just one, since she had to ride home. She followed Frank out to the kitchen. He pulled a couple bottles of a local pilsner out of the fridge and opened them both. They each made up a little plate from the snack tray Roll brought and sat down to talk and nosh.
“Audrey has been talking about challenging Megaman to a game of Go for weeks. I hope you don't mind that we did this game night. I told her we had to try, really try, to play a few games as a group. I didn't figure Mega would suck so badly at Taboo,” Frank said with a chuckle. “And I definitely didn't think he'd beat Clue in two turns.”
Roll laughed. “Yeah, I've learned it's best not to try to predict how Mega's going to handle, well, anything new. It never goes the way I expect.”
Frank laughed. “No, it doesn't. Although, in my case, he's an even better employee than I predicted,” he said with a smile.
Roll smiled back. She was proud of Mega and glad to hear he was doing such good work.
“He's crazy about you, you know,” he told Roll. She blushed and suddenly felt nervous.
“Oh, you know, we get along well,” she said, trying to dodge the conversation. Even though they'd been together for close to a year, and she'd even managed to admit out loud to Mega that she loved him, it was still a hard topic for her to talk about.
“Okay, okay, I get it. You're as bad as my teenagers,” Frank said with a loud laugh. “We can talk about something else. How's work going for you?”
Roll and Frank chatted in the kitchen for a while. They talked about work and the city, and Frank talked about his kids. Eventually, Roll opened up enough to talk about her relationship with Mega and how well things were going. Roll talked about Rush and how Mega was training him, and Frank told stories about his dogs, Otis and Pepper.
Roll wanted to go check on Mega and Audrey. They'd been playing for nearly an hour.
“I'm sure they're just getting started,” Frank said, laughing and rolling his eyes about his wife's love for the game.
Sure enough, they were still focused on their game, not even looking up as their partners entered the room. Roll thought the room felt a little warm, and as she got closer to the table, she confirmed her suspicions that the heat was radiating from Mega. She heard fans whirring. He was deeply focused, thinking hard and fast, trying to anticipate every possibility. Audrey looked just as focused. Her face glistened with sweat, as much from her own effort as from Mega's heat.
Roll settled in on a couch next to Pepper, Frank's brown and white mutt. She rubbed the dog's belly and said lots of ridiculous things in the silly voice she reserved for animals. Frank played tug-of-war with Rush for a while, letting the pup win every time.
Roll woke a couple hours later, unaware she had even dozed off. Frank was rubbing his eyes a few feet away from her. He was either getting sleepy or he'd just woken up, too.
Audrey and Mega were staring intently at the board, each taking no more than thirty seconds to make each move.
“Did you two start a new game?” Roll asked with a groan.
“No, it's still the first game,” Mega said, his eyes not leaving the board.
“How long does this game last?” Roll asked, bewildered.
Frank laughed. “Audrey used to kick my ass in half an hour or less. She could beat the kids in ten minutes. But it looks like Mega's giving her a run for her money. Could be a few more hours still. But you know what? She's a lot more bearable when she's got good competition,” he said with a hearty chuckle.
The room had gotten uncomfortably warm from Mega's sustained effort. Audrey was dripping sweat. She had taken off her jacket, and the tank top she wore underneath showed off her toned arms. Roll silently lamented that the night hadn't taken the turn she had thought it might.
Frank and Roll took the dogs out for a walk, then sat in the kitchen to have another beer. They returned to the living room to check on Mega and Audrey. Audrey's pile of taken stones seemed to have grown considerably, and it looked like her white stones were taking up a good share of the board. Roll hoped that meant that she was close to winning. She stood and watched, not familiar enough with the game to tell what was going on, but still a bit intrigued by the competitive pair.
Suddenly, Mega looked up at Audrey, and his face lit up into a bright smile. “I think you've bested me,” he said. “I don't think I can come back from this.”
Audrey beamed at Mega. “I think you're right. But that was the best game of Go I've ever played. You did really well! Rematch?”
“Nope!” Roll said, grabbing hold of Mega's arm to tug him away, but immediately letting go when she was reminded how much heat he'd been generating. “I don't think we have time for another game.”
“What time is it?” Audrey asked.
“It's 12:42 a.m.,” Megaman replied, referencing his internal clock.
“Oh, shoot, really?” Audrey replied. “I had no idea it had gotten that late.”
Frank moved to stand behind his wife. “Alright, you've had your fun, dear. I think we better let these kids go home and get some sleep. And I need my beauty rest, too.” He laughed to himself as he led Mega and Roll to the door and handed them their jackets and helmets. Rush followed close behind.
Audrey reached out to offer a handshake to Mega. “Truly, that was a very good game. I hope you'll be up for a rematch another time?”
“I'd love to,” Mega replied enthusiastically.
Mega and Roll said their goodbyes. Mega loaded Rush into his side car and secured him.
Once back at Roll's apartment, they got ready for bed together. Roll brushed her teeth and washed her face. Mega washed his hands and arms. As tired as he was, he still managed to be giddy from the excitement of the game. He hummed continuously as he washed, and then as he wiped down the sink. Roll smiled softly, glad he had enjoyed himself so much.
Roll changed into her pajamas, and Mega undressed, finally starting to wind down from the thrill of playing Go. They both crawled under the blankets with Mega being careful to leave his vents uncovered. Rush jumped onto the bed and curled up at the foot of it. Roll turned out the lights, and Mega snuggled up close to her, wrapping an arm around her.
Roll yawned sleepily, and they kissed goodnight, both ready to drift off.
“Roll?” Mega asked, suddenly recalling something.
“Yeah, Mega?” she asked sleepily.
“What was that look for? That look you gave me when Audrey was holding the box.”
Roll was silent for a moment, but he could feel her skin heat up against him.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” she said, but she sounded flustered.
“Never mind. My mistake,” Mega said softly. He squeezed her gently and pressed his hard lips gently to her cheek. “Goodnight, Roll.”
“Goodnight, Mega,” she replied. Her breathing soon slowed and deepened as she drifted off.
Mega wasn't sure exactly what had been going through Roll's mind when she'd had that wanting look on her face, but he suspected she was attracted to Audrey. He'd noticed her noticing other people before, getting a lustful look in her eye or watching someone's ass intently as they walked away. Mega found it endearing. He was almost jealous that she could experience these little sparks of attraction everywhere she went. Mostly, he was glad for her to enjoy those moments, but thrilled that she always ended up back in his arms.
With those peaceful, happy thoughts, Mega hummed quietly as he drifted off to sleep.