Aaaand fic. (Cookies if you get the Completely Unrelated Reference in the title.)
Title: How About A Legion Of Spiders
Summary: After Megs defeated her, Duplicity decided to move towns and be a hero. Which takes almost as much energy to deal with.
Characters: Megamind, Minion, Roxanne, Duplicity (OC)
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Nothing’s mine except for the OCs, and even they have minds of their own.
Good deeds have their price, and in this case, the price is that Duplicity keeps video-calling from New Oldtown to ask hero advice.
It’s not all that bad, really. Duplicity’s not a bad kid, she’s just… enthusiastic. And he’d much rather help her figure out whether to change her name (no) or her costume (yes, but just the colors) than have her wreaking havoc in Metrocity.
And he’s still getting used to how cool it is, really, to have in-the-plural friends.
These days, she usually calls just to chat about hero business, but sometimes her face on the screen looks vaguely worried in the good-natured sort of smirky way that she has. This is one of those times.
“Hey, Megs,” she says, “I’ve got a mad scientist. What do I do?”
Megamind kicks his feet up onto the console, lacing his fingers together under his chin, thinking. “Well, are we talking gadgets or genetic mutations?”
“Sort of both? I intercepted some of his schematics, it looks like he’s working on, uh, mutant mechanical spiders.”
“Oh. Hmm. Hey, Minion,” he calls, “what do we do about mechanical spiders?”
“Oh, come on, not the mechanical spiders again,” says Roxanne, who’s just entered the room, looking around for something.
“No no, not here, in New Oldtown.”
“Oh, okay, cool. Where did the coffee maker go?”
“I don’t know,” says Megamind, “ask Minion.”
“I think we took it apart for the time-travel prototype,” Minion says. “What about mechanical spiders?”
“Duplicity has them over in waaaait a minute.” He turns back to the call screen. “Is this mad scientist Doctor Implausible, by any chance?”
Duplicity blinks. “Yeah, he is! Why, do you know him?”
“Yeah, he was here too, before your time.” Megamind snaps his fingers, memory dawning. “And he totally stole those schematics from me, look, you want to shine orange light on them, that makes them stop working.”
“Orange light?”
Megamind shrugs. “Yeah, I don’t know why that works, I didn’t mean to build that in, but it does.”
“Awesome,” she says with a nod, “orange light, got it. Thanks, Megs, you rock!” She shoots the screen a grin and clicks off.
Roxanne’s busy attempting to extract the remains of the coffee maker, but she laughs. “Much more of this and you’re going to have to start an advice column,” she says.
Megamind spins his chair around, his face lit up. “Roxanne, you’re a genius! That’s a brilliant idea!”
He pelts out of the room, and Minion gives Roxanne the ‘look-what-you-did’ look.
Still, all things considered, they’d rather deal with his crazy hero schemes than have him still wreaking havoc in Metrocity.