003 | [action] OTA
[He had been in his classroom. Hanging notes on a far wall. He had been thinking about home. The lair.
A certain sentient fish.
He had been thinking about giving him a call, when it happened. When the alert came on, and his communicator dissolved into static--horrible noise--and those...things. He knew it. He knew this was going to happen.
What's happening back home.
Currently, Megamind is standing in the doorway of his classroom. Every bit of him, screaming to shut the door, go inside--lock himself in, stay safe, self preservation--self preservation. It was cold. And painful. He doesn't care what happens to these people--he doesn't care about that idiot, or the woman who hated him beyond all reason. He doesn't care about that girl. He doesn't care about the people who had actually shown him a shred of kindness over the past few weeks...
Megamind hurries down the corridor, muttering under his breath. He's always been good at very bad ideas...]