Megamind/Monsters, Inc. Crossover AU Snippet
Title: not used to defining words with someone who isn't even one year old
Summary: A daddy Megamind never had. Crossover AU with "Monsters, Inc." (pre-canon for both films).
Beginning Notes: So a quick little something for Megamind's birthday--late, but not too late! XD Snippet from a longer fic plotbunny I have. BabyMind...can't really be referred to as 'BabyMind'--I don't think...well, maybe he could....--anyway, he's also mostly 'Indigo' in this context. Also, thanks to grandiose_me for this thought: "Baby Megamind is so cute that I'm surprised there are no 'Megamind's ship crashes into my/someone better's backyard instead of the prison/ fics like you see swimming around the HP fandom."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Megamind.
Daddy was most of the time purple with blue dots and some green specks, but he could be any color he wanted, and that sometimes made him invisible when his colors matched everything else around him--Daddy called it 'blending,' like chameleons (Indigo wanted to be invisible too). Daddy said chameleons even look sort of like him, with tails and long bodies and scaly too--but they're much smaller than him. Indigo had thought Daddy was the biggest ever, but he's seen other Monsters that are bigger, some where he couldn't even see their faces, they were so high up.
Daddy said chameleons don't appear much in the Monster World anymore, but they're still in the Human World. Indigo asked him where the Human World was and if they could visit it.
By then Daddy didn't jerk and stare at him when he asked questions. The first time Indigo asked anything, Daddy had explained that he wasn't used to babies that were almost a year old talking back in complete sentences. But still the infant didn't talk that much--though the few times he did outside, other Monsters jerked and stared at him, and Daddy had gone tense, his fronds standing on end and his tail stiffening. But then those other Monsters mostly looked awed and called him a 'prodigy'--when he'd asked, Daddy had said in a clipped tone that meant he was something of a fast learner.
Daddy answered that it was "complicated," but that it was "basically" a world alongside theirs, but it can only be visited through special doors, like at Daddy's work--and no, Daddy may visit the Human World but Indigo and Minion would never go there because it's Dangerous.
"But we've already been there--" Minion stopped as Daddy shot him a glare.
When Indigo stared with far too large eyes, Daddy asked Minion in a familiar clipped tone, "And how long were you there?"
Minion flitted around in his bowl, thinking. "Seconds, minutes maybe. It was all very fast, the pod...."
"Lucky that you were barely there," Daddy muttered, shaking his head. "Trust me, things would've been more...problematic, if you'd been in the Human World longer."
Before Minion could say anything else, Indigo asked why Daddy visited the Human World when it was Dangerous, and as the reptilian monster fitted him into his cradle and helped Minion into the covers with him, Daddy had said because it was his job, which meant something he had to do, and most importantly it was a job he can handle well. Then Indigo had asked him if he was 'destined' for that job, and Daddy's green eyes (a different shade from Indigo's) had stared at him funny. Finally Daddy told him that he wasn't 'destined' for anything, that there was no such thing.
The blue infant's strange basic coherency left him as he wailed, long and loud with fat tears rolling down his cheeks.
Indigo heard Daddy softly growl, but it didn't make him stop or cry harder--and besides, Daddy picked him up with one pair of his many arms (Daddy had helped him count once, sounding very proud when Indigo got them all right--8 arms and legs total Daddy had all along his long purple body) and gently patted his back. The blue infant finally hiccuped and cuddled further into Daddy's shoulder.
"Now what was that about?" Daddy grumbled as he set him back in the cradle, pointedly ignoring Minion's glare from his round bowl.
"My other Daddy said I was 'destined,'" mumbled Indigo as he took up Minion and held him close.
Daddy's eyes narrowed. "Destined for what?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Indigo wailed, crying again with his eyes squeezed shut. This time he didn't hear his (only) Daddy softly growl over his fit.
Daddy leaned down again as he ran a three-fingered hand over his cheek, wiping away a stray tear. "Okay, first off--"
It finally occurred to Indigo that Daddy often did something like this, starting to explain stuff step-by-step and Indigo always felt better afterward.
"--what do you think 'destiny' is?" And Daddy often did that too, asked him what he thought, and then they'd talk about it, like they were probably going to do now, and it was all very fascinating to the infant to realize these things happened again and again in different shapes and that he could probably predict what would happen next.
The blue infant sucked on his thumb a while. Daddy rolled his eyes, shuffled through his pillows and around his stuffed Mikey. (The funny Eye Ball had been very nice to give it to him, though Daddy and Minion did not like it when he called him 'Blueberry,' but the Eye Ball had sounded logical when he said he was blue and round and small like a blueberry, and Indigo was most definitely all those things, though Minion had reassured him that when he grew up he could no longer be reasonably called 'Blueberry'). Daddy found his Binkey and hand it to Indigo. Happily sucking on that instead for a second, Indigo pulled it out and mumbled, "Something I have to do, like your job."
"So destiny tells you what to do?"
"Uh huh."
"I was afraid of that," Daddy softly murmured to himself, and Indigo immediately sucked on his Binkey again, harder, his eyes widening a little fearfully up at the reptilian monster, while Minion just continued silently glaring at him (but Minion wasn't always so quiet with Daddy, sometimes Indigo heard them argue, or Minion try to calm Daddy down when he got grumpy, or when they were just nice and talking about boring stuff like the cooking channel).
Daddy's eyes flashed at them--not harshly, but it was like he really noticed them again, and he shook his head, the three pink-tinged fronds on his head flapping around slightly. "I mean--" and Daddy blew out a sigh, one hand running through his fronds. "A job is only something I have to do because I chose to do it--not because destiny said so."
While one pair of Daddy's arms fully wiped away all of Indigo's drying tears away, another pair shifted him back a little, deeper into a pillow, then pulled the covers more snug around him.
"Destiny's more like something we choose to do...so, yeah, I guess it is like a job then. Kind of. Destiny's sort of supposed to be something higher...." The reptilian monster trailed off uncertainly as the blue infant looked so confused and intent on untangling the issue. "Anyway, your other Dad--" Indigo blinked as Daddy coughed, and toyed with the corner of his blanket, fitting it more securely around him. Minion's glare had disappeared, looking at Daddy sympathetically. "--well, your other Dad was probably saying that he thought you would choose--"
"Something," sniffled Indigo, his eyes watering up again.
Daddy nuzzled him with his short round snout, which tickled, making Indigo giggle and Minion swim happy circles in his bowl. Then he said very quietly, "I really think your Dad thought you would choose to do good."
The blue infant rubbed at his eye; it was tired and red.
"Don't rub--" Daddy began in a stern voice.
"Really?" Indigo asked, yawning.
"Don't rub," Daddy ordered again. Indigo's little fist lowered. Then Daddy said in a whisper, "Really really."
(And Indigo's Daddy, one Randall Boggs, the second best Scarer at Monsters Incorporated, notoriously focused and ruthless and foul-tempered, bit back a sigh and hoped the scarily and wonderfully intelligent alien infant wouldn't catch the strain all over him--yes, Randall wanted Indigo to grow to be a better Monster than he. It was very weird, actually, when having a little thing totally dependent on you, and finding that you did make mistakes, ones you didn't want your charge to ever repeat; but still he had some doubts about the benefit of 'doing good,' what if it were just to hurt the boy in the end? In Randall's mind the world was cruel, and rarely welcomed 'good' of any kind. Randall should concentrate on toughening the child and making sure he could take of himself by any means necessary. But still...he wanted better for the boy, he wanted him to be better, he didn't want him to just survive, he didn't want him to...to stop smiling. The brat had the brightest smile that made Randall's world turn on its axis and look genuinely nicer than it really was....)
The blue infant yawned, and Minion murmured fondly, "It's getting late."
"Very," Daddy agreed, stroking Indigo's cheek one last time and even roughly patting Minion's bowl before stretching up and leaving the cradle, a hand on the light switch. "G'Night you two."
"Good night Mr. Boggs."
"Night Daddy."
The lights went out.
Ending Notes: Do I have to justify having one of the "Monsters, Inc." antagonists be BabyMind's adoptive father in this AU crossover? XD Well, (1) I have my favorites, and Randall's one of them (I love reptiles and his blending/INVISIBILITY ability's cool and I like the voice acting Steve Buscemi does for him). (2) I find the pair of Randall and BabyMind (and Minion) interesting. Sulley (and Mike to an extent) have Boo already--I don't think we'd see anything super new if they had BabyMind (or even if they actually suit each other....) (3) Specifically an interesting thing about BabyMind and Randall--considering MM canon with villains turning good or finding their inner goodness, etc., I think it'd be kinda neat if BabyMind's presence in this AU softens Randall a little and prevents him from crossing lines into antagonist/villain territory, and vice versa Randall sets BabyMind up to make some better decisions. And as for putting BabyMind in Monstropolis/Monster World? Besides it being a cool verse, I think BabyMind could pass for a Monster and be treated like normal...well, mostly, I think he'd get sometimes called on for looking too human upon closer inspection (irony, I love it XP). Though I still stand by the idea that canonically the Warden is Megs' most concrete father figure...actually, I kinda think Randall would be just as gruff as the Warden. XD
Summary: A daddy Megamind never had. Crossover AU with "Monsters, Inc." (pre-canon for both films).
Beginning Notes: So a quick little something for Megamind's birthday--late, but not too late! XD Snippet from a longer fic plotbunny I have. BabyMind...can't really be referred to as 'BabyMind'--I don't think...well, maybe he could....--anyway, he's also mostly 'Indigo' in this context. Also, thanks to grandiose_me for this thought: "Baby Megamind is so cute that I'm surprised there are no 'Megamind's ship crashes into my/someone better's backyard instead of the prison/ fics like you see swimming around the HP fandom."
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Megamind.
Daddy was most of the time purple with blue dots and some green specks, but he could be any color he wanted, and that sometimes made him invisible when his colors matched everything else around him--Daddy called it 'blending,' like chameleons (Indigo wanted to be invisible too). Daddy said chameleons even look sort of like him, with tails and long bodies and scaly too--but they're much smaller than him. Indigo had thought Daddy was the biggest ever, but he's seen other Monsters that are bigger, some where he couldn't even see their faces, they were so high up.
Daddy said chameleons don't appear much in the Monster World anymore, but they're still in the Human World. Indigo asked him where the Human World was and if they could visit it.
By then Daddy didn't jerk and stare at him when he asked questions. The first time Indigo asked anything, Daddy had explained that he wasn't used to babies that were almost a year old talking back in complete sentences. But still the infant didn't talk that much--though the few times he did outside, other Monsters jerked and stared at him, and Daddy had gone tense, his fronds standing on end and his tail stiffening. But then those other Monsters mostly looked awed and called him a 'prodigy'--when he'd asked, Daddy had said in a clipped tone that meant he was something of a fast learner.
Daddy answered that it was "complicated," but that it was "basically" a world alongside theirs, but it can only be visited through special doors, like at Daddy's work--and no, Daddy may visit the Human World but Indigo and Minion would never go there because it's Dangerous.
"But we've already been there--" Minion stopped as Daddy shot him a glare.
When Indigo stared with far too large eyes, Daddy asked Minion in a familiar clipped tone, "And how long were you there?"
Minion flitted around in his bowl, thinking. "Seconds, minutes maybe. It was all very fast, the pod...."
"Lucky that you were barely there," Daddy muttered, shaking his head. "Trust me, things would've been more...problematic, if you'd been in the Human World longer."
Before Minion could say anything else, Indigo asked why Daddy visited the Human World when it was Dangerous, and as the reptilian monster fitted him into his cradle and helped Minion into the covers with him, Daddy had said because it was his job, which meant something he had to do, and most importantly it was a job he can handle well. Then Indigo had asked him if he was 'destined' for that job, and Daddy's green eyes (a different shade from Indigo's) had stared at him funny. Finally Daddy told him that he wasn't 'destined' for anything, that there was no such thing.
The blue infant's strange basic coherency left him as he wailed, long and loud with fat tears rolling down his cheeks.
Indigo heard Daddy softly growl, but it didn't make him stop or cry harder--and besides, Daddy picked him up with one pair of his many arms (Daddy had helped him count once, sounding very proud when Indigo got them all right--8 arms and legs total Daddy had all along his long purple body) and gently patted his back. The blue infant finally hiccuped and cuddled further into Daddy's shoulder.
"Now what was that about?" Daddy grumbled as he set him back in the cradle, pointedly ignoring Minion's glare from his round bowl.
"My other Daddy said I was 'destined,'" mumbled Indigo as he took up Minion and held him close.
Daddy's eyes narrowed. "Destined for what?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Indigo wailed, crying again with his eyes squeezed shut. This time he didn't hear his (only) Daddy softly growl over his fit.
Daddy leaned down again as he ran a three-fingered hand over his cheek, wiping away a stray tear. "Okay, first off--"
It finally occurred to Indigo that Daddy often did something like this, starting to explain stuff step-by-step and Indigo always felt better afterward.
"--what do you think 'destiny' is?" And Daddy often did that too, asked him what he thought, and then they'd talk about it, like they were probably going to do now, and it was all very fascinating to the infant to realize these things happened again and again in different shapes and that he could probably predict what would happen next.
The blue infant sucked on his thumb a while. Daddy rolled his eyes, shuffled through his pillows and around his stuffed Mikey. (The funny Eye Ball had been very nice to give it to him, though Daddy and Minion did not like it when he called him 'Blueberry,' but the Eye Ball had sounded logical when he said he was blue and round and small like a blueberry, and Indigo was most definitely all those things, though Minion had reassured him that when he grew up he could no longer be reasonably called 'Blueberry'). Daddy found his Binkey and hand it to Indigo. Happily sucking on that instead for a second, Indigo pulled it out and mumbled, "Something I have to do, like your job."
"So destiny tells you what to do?"
"Uh huh."
"I was afraid of that," Daddy softly murmured to himself, and Indigo immediately sucked on his Binkey again, harder, his eyes widening a little fearfully up at the reptilian monster, while Minion just continued silently glaring at him (but Minion wasn't always so quiet with Daddy, sometimes Indigo heard them argue, or Minion try to calm Daddy down when he got grumpy, or when they were just nice and talking about boring stuff like the cooking channel).
Daddy's eyes flashed at them--not harshly, but it was like he really noticed them again, and he shook his head, the three pink-tinged fronds on his head flapping around slightly. "I mean--" and Daddy blew out a sigh, one hand running through his fronds. "A job is only something I have to do because I chose to do it--not because destiny said so."
While one pair of Daddy's arms fully wiped away all of Indigo's drying tears away, another pair shifted him back a little, deeper into a pillow, then pulled the covers more snug around him.
"Destiny's more like something we choose to do...so, yeah, I guess it is like a job then. Kind of. Destiny's sort of supposed to be something higher...." The reptilian monster trailed off uncertainly as the blue infant looked so confused and intent on untangling the issue. "Anyway, your other Dad--" Indigo blinked as Daddy coughed, and toyed with the corner of his blanket, fitting it more securely around him. Minion's glare had disappeared, looking at Daddy sympathetically. "--well, your other Dad was probably saying that he thought you would choose--"
"Something," sniffled Indigo, his eyes watering up again.
Daddy nuzzled him with his short round snout, which tickled, making Indigo giggle and Minion swim happy circles in his bowl. Then he said very quietly, "I really think your Dad thought you would choose to do good."
The blue infant rubbed at his eye; it was tired and red.
"Don't rub--" Daddy began in a stern voice.
"Really?" Indigo asked, yawning.
"Don't rub," Daddy ordered again. Indigo's little fist lowered. Then Daddy said in a whisper, "Really really."
(And Indigo's Daddy, one Randall Boggs, the second best Scarer at Monsters Incorporated, notoriously focused and ruthless and foul-tempered, bit back a sigh and hoped the scarily and wonderfully intelligent alien infant wouldn't catch the strain all over him--yes, Randall wanted Indigo to grow to be a better Monster than he. It was very weird, actually, when having a little thing totally dependent on you, and finding that you did make mistakes, ones you didn't want your charge to ever repeat; but still he had some doubts about the benefit of 'doing good,' what if it were just to hurt the boy in the end? In Randall's mind the world was cruel, and rarely welcomed 'good' of any kind. Randall should concentrate on toughening the child and making sure he could take of himself by any means necessary. But still...he wanted better for the boy, he wanted him to be better, he didn't want him to just survive, he didn't want him to...to stop smiling. The brat had the brightest smile that made Randall's world turn on its axis and look genuinely nicer than it really was....)
The blue infant yawned, and Minion murmured fondly, "It's getting late."
"Very," Daddy agreed, stroking Indigo's cheek one last time and even roughly patting Minion's bowl before stretching up and leaving the cradle, a hand on the light switch. "G'Night you two."
"Good night Mr. Boggs."
"Night Daddy."
The lights went out.
Ending Notes: Do I have to justify having one of the "Monsters, Inc." antagonists be BabyMind's adoptive father in this AU crossover? XD Well, (1) I have my favorites, and Randall's one of them (I love reptiles and his blending/INVISIBILITY ability's cool and I like the voice acting Steve Buscemi does for him). (2) I find the pair of Randall and BabyMind (and Minion) interesting. Sulley (and Mike to an extent) have Boo already--I don't think we'd see anything super new if they had BabyMind (or even if they actually suit each other....) (3) Specifically an interesting thing about BabyMind and Randall--considering MM canon with villains turning good or finding their inner goodness, etc., I think it'd be kinda neat if BabyMind's presence in this AU softens Randall a little and prevents him from crossing lines into antagonist/villain territory, and vice versa Randall sets BabyMind up to make some better decisions. And as for putting BabyMind in Monstropolis/Monster World? Besides it being a cool verse, I think BabyMind could pass for a Monster and be treated like normal...well, mostly, I think he'd get sometimes called on for looking too human upon closer inspection (irony, I love it XP). Though I still stand by the idea that canonically the Warden is Megs' most concrete father figure...actually, I kinda think Randall would be just as gruff as the Warden. XD