Beta: twoie92
Rating: PG
Summary: Megamind and Roxanne have a talk about Megamind's past.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 8 "She dumped you, because suddenly you turned out to not be human?" This was just over her head. "I can't believe it! I mean, okay… it wasn't very fair to keep it a secret from her for so long, but… that's just…"
"I know… believe me, I do." He was surprised by her reaction. He expected her to… okay, he didn't know what he expected to happen, but not this. Maybe it was a good thing he left out the 'bond' part from the story… it was just too soon, in his opinion.
Then she gave him a sideways glance with a little sparkle in her eyes.
"What?" he asked, confused.
"Don't forget you lied to me… I expect a retribution." She smiled like a wolf who'd caught the sheep.
"And that would be?" he asked, this time rather panicked. What could she want?
"Your secret room. The photographs. The clock. I want to know more about you. How did you ended up in here, besides the fact you isolated yourself here after Jill dumped you?"
"Fine, I'll tell you what you want, expect for the clock. That's too personal."
"But you will tell me one day?" she inquired.
"Maybe."
They both stood up and went to the secret room. Roxanne looked around, noticing that the photo, which she dropped before, was now placed in a new frame. She picked it up carefully.
"Start with them. They're your parents, right?"
"Yes." He walked closer to her and took the photo. His fingers gently caressed the two in it. "This was taken on the day of my birth. My mother, Sa'shel, and father, Anhion…" He was silent for a moment.
"What happened?"
"A black hole. Artificial one. Something went wrong during orbital experimentation and the whole solar system was sucked in… only Minion and I survived…"
"Oh, I'm… so sorry… How old were you when this happened?"
"Eight days old," Megamind replied bitterly and placed the photo back on the counter.
Roxanne felt as if her heart had broken. This man in front of her was completely alone in the world, save for Minion… and never had the chance to meet his parents… She felt like she had to comfort him somehow, so she placed her hand on his shoulder. A hug would be too much, she thought. At least, not yet.
He looked back at her and nodded with understanding.
"Next question?"
"The other photo. With the children. Why are you wearing a jumpsuit?"
He chuckled. "My pod landed in prison. On one side it was a blessing. The warden hid me so well, that government and all the mad scientist couldn't even touch me. On the other… I was already different… When I went to shool…well, I wasn't the most popular one."
"And the young Scott?"
"Oh, yes. Him." Megamind grimaced. "He was the rich one, popular one; everybody loved him. Even the teacher. The Golden Boy couldn't do anything wrong."
"They blamed you for everything that went wrong," she assumed. And he confirmed it with a nod.
"It didn't matter how much I tried. Everything I did went wrong. I was the easy target for them." He chuckled cynically. "At one point I started to wonder if I should became a super villain…but I didn't. I wanted… I wanted to be normal; was it so much to ask for?"
He looked straight into her eyes with silent plead, and she felt tears gather in her eyes.
"No. It wasn't," she said, blocking her tears away.
The blue man smiled. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it. So…" She cleared her throat. "How did you find this place?"
"Believe it or not, I often escaped from prison. During one of the escapades I found this theatre. It was in ruin and nobody paid attention to it. After I turned eighteen I sold some of my inventions and legally bought this." This time he smiled with pride. "I like this place; it has a character."
"It's definitely something." She smiled back.
"Thanks."
Later they talked a bit about practically nothing and everything, until Roxanne decided that she has to go. And when she tried to leave, she realized how hard it became just to say goodbye…
"Minion?" Megamind asked his hench-fish, once the young reporter disappeared under the hatch.
"Yes, sir?"
"I…I want to give her something."
"What, sir?"
"I'm not sure, yet…"