Night & Day Part 5
Title: Night & Day Part 5
Authors: cgaussie and threequarterfox
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: More sing songs, general fluff then clothes ripping good time!
Summary: Megamind's turn to try and woo Metro Woman and, naturally, he goes way out of his league in order to do so.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
The car ride had been quicker than Metro Woman would have expected. Of course, the fact that Megamind wove in and out of traffic like a professional probably helped. His car was currently in ‘Stealth Mode’ so nobody could see them speeding past. Spotting a park in the right place, he quickly pulled in, grinning fit to burst as he turned in his seat. “Okay, this is a surprise. I need you to go out into the park. Walk till you find the green bin next to the red bench. Wait there, and I’ll be with you super fast.”
She looked doubtfully at him for a moment, and he motioned her to go with little movements of his hands, his face all hopeful. Sighing she stepped out of the car and leaned in the open door to say to him “My instruments will be safe in here, right?”
“Of course they will. Look,” he pointed outside and there, projected right next to her, was a fire hydrant. “Nobody’s going to come near here at all!”
“Okay...” She shut the door, gave the car one more doubtful look, and walked out into the dim park. It wasn’t until she was just approaching the bench he had told her about that she saw a very familiar outline of somebody waiting there. The figure took a step as she got closer and walked into the street light. Minion.
Holding a remote. That was normally not a good thing.
“Well, there you are!” he greeted her, “How’s it going?”
She looked over her shoulder worriedly. “Does he know you’re here?”
“Of course he does. I have a part to play, tonight.” grinned the fish proudly.
“I see...”
“So, how’s it going? Or are you going to pull a Sir and not tell me for days?” asked the fish as he too quickly glanced in the direction where he knew his boss would be arriving from.
“Oh, Minion, he’s just... he was sitting there when I arrived and there was... it was...” She couldn’t work out what to say, but apparently her eyes were giving her away to the fish. His grin got wider.
“Well I’m glad it’s going well. I... really hope this makes you as happy as he hopes it’s going to.” he said as he began to suddenly back away, and gave her a thumbs up with both hands before stepping out of sight entirely.
Feeling far more nervous than she had before, she circled in place, trying to work out what was going to happen next. Things got surprisingly quiet, and still, despite them being in the middle of the bustling metropolis that was Metro City. Then, on the wind, came a tune she had some trouble placing at first. Her train of thought was somewhat derailed when Megamind walked up the same path she had travelled. In his hands was a blue acoustic guitar with a bold silver lightning bolt painted on its front. She could not remember ever seeing him play an instrument before.
Playing a tune on the guitar wasn’t all he had planned for her at all. He gave her a smile which made her heart skip a beat or two before he actually began to sing for her.
“Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight.
My motto’s always been; when it’s right, it’s right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything’s a little clearer in the light of day,
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way...
Thinkin’ of you’s working up an appetite,
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Rubbin’ sticks together make the sparks ignite,
And the thought of rubbin’ you is gettin’ so excited”
He was standing before her now, and momentarily glanced over his shoulder with a look of slight worry as he started the next line.
“Sky rockets in flight--”
What he was waiting for happened. The night sky suddenly erupted in an explosion of colors. Fireworks? Is that what he had Minion staying up all night designing? Making from scratch? Surely fireworks weren’t that different from the explosives that the two used every now and then in their plans but... then again they hadn’t designed fireworks to make shapes in the night sky before. The blue and white fireworks out of seemingly nowhere were shaped in a lightning bolt, as well as a large M.
“Afternoon delight, afternoon delight...” Megamind half sighed, half sung, since he had been a little worried over whether or not the plan would pull off. And thankfully the fireworks had gotten off without a hitch. And so he sung his heart out to her, fingers strumming over the strings of the guitar to a song he had spent all week learning just for her.
This kind of song was so far from his usual type of song it was almost terrifying, yet, while he wasn’t the greatest singer she had ever heard, she could hear just how much effort he was putting into this, how hard he was trying to impress her with something that didn’t have to do with spikes or mechanical monstrosities.
Every time he reached the lyric ‘Sky rockets in flight’ Minion (presumably it was Minion) let another burst of fireworks light up the night sky and the two were in the bright light momentarily, before it faded back into darkness.
“Afternoon delight,
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....
Afternoon delight!”
Words completed, he gave one last strum of his guitar and stood there, watching her, and waiting with bated breath.
Metro Woman honestly blinked for a moment, thinking, before realising that she was the audience, and breaking into applause.
He felt a flush spread over his cheeks and ears, and let out a hoarse laugh. His nerves were on end. She liked it, didn’t she? She wasn’t just being polite for polite’s sake, was she? Megamind shut his eyes for a moment, and breathed deeply. “Thank you. Thank you very much.”
This really meant something to him. Metro Woman wondered for a brief instant whether he meant what the words of the song meant, also, then filed that away under a (rapidly growing) mental file on how confusing this super villain could be.
His eyes opened and he smiled at her, face still flushed. “I’m... I’m glad you liked it.” he admitted quietly, fingers tapping against the strings of the guitar and shrugged, looking down at the instrument. “Not really my kind of thing but... but I thought, for you I could give it a shot.”
She looked admiringly at the flushed face, her face only a slight smile of wonder, her head even shaking slightly. “You did that all for me?” Minion had been right, this meant far too much to him, and she was never going to just walk away from this situation. She’d started something she had no control over, and it scared her. She, who had enough super powers to control everything around her, seemed to have no control over this at all.
Her choices seemed to be hugely limited, and at the end of the tunnel... was... Green. Belatedly she realised that she had been gazing into his eyes for some time. Somehow they were almost touching, staring at each other. How did that happen?
“Of course I did it for you.” he replied with a scoff, and rolled his eyes. “I don’t do this for just anyone.” Megamind said in a somewhat proud kind of way before glancing over his shoulder. Maybe he thought somebody would walk in on them like the last time they were in the park, or the fact his fire works display might have drawn the attention of the police.
He then looked back at her and then reached out, and took hold of one of her hands into his own. “I just wanted to show you how... uh. How much you’ve meant--I mean mean to me.”
The rolling of his eyes and subsequent paranoid look over his shoulder broke the spell. He took her hand and she let him hold it, but she felt cold inside, thinking dark thoughts she shouldn’t be thinking in this romantic environment. His gaze back towards her, she leaned in, not meaning to, and kissed him, suddenly realising she was trying to stop him from talking. He didn’t resist the kiss at all, however. Her hand folded with his, and this kiss became serious. Her other hand somehow found the back of his head, around the guitar, and his hand was resting on the small of her back. The guitar complained between them as they leaned together.
It had felt like an eternity since their last embrace like this, and he had to hold back a sound that desperately wanted to fight its way out from deep inside him. The hand holding hers released its grip on her hand to reach up and grasp blindly for her shoulder, pulling himself closer to her as much as he could with the guitar between them. His other hand just gripped more at her back, feeling those muscles he was all too familiar with beneath the peasant top that seemingly, like his guitar, felt like it was purposely there to get in the way of something.
She pulled away first, again, and Megamind tried to push down a bitter wave of disappointment. This is just the start of the night, this time. Plenty more time for kissing. Metro Woman gazed sheepishly down at his guitar, checking with one hand whether it was okay. The other of her hands had somehow got tangled in his collar at the back of his neck.
He too glanced down at the guitar between them, before looking back up at her. The hand on her shoulder shifted and he ran his bared fingers through her soft brown hair, feeling how smooth and silky it was against his skin before pushing it up behind her ear. Just like last time, he really had no idea what to say in this situation. He never would have thought to find himself in it not only once, but now twice. A small chuckle managed to escape his lips as he very slowly lifted the guitar strap up over his shoulder and gently rested it beside his hip. “Well.” he said faintly, before looking back up at her and found himself lost in her eyes all over again.
Next thing she knew his arms were up, wrapping around her neck and shoulders and his mouth pressing against hers this time. In order to do this the blue alien had actually leapt up to grab hold of her, and his feet weren’t even touching the ground at this point. He didn’t seem all too concerned with this fact. Or with when his guitar fell noisily to the ground.
It was the sound of the complaining instrument which probably did it. She pulled back, in surprise, and in doing so pushed him away, and ended up holding Megamind at both arms’ length whilst staring down at the poor guitar. His legs were kicking slightly, and he pulled at the fabric on her sleeves, trying to get closer to her. She stared at him, terrified. His blue hands gripped at the fabric, almost in a desperate way, before the racing of his heart finally began to fade and he realized she was.... holding him away from her.
His legs stopped kicking and he stared at her, expression that of embarrassment and uncertainty. He’d over done it, hadn’t he? It was fine before, why had he gone and ruined it like this? Swallowing hard he forced his hands to ease their grip on her and he looked down at his feet that continued to dangle in the air off the ground.
“...you can put me down.” he mumbled quietly.
She blinked, then looked at his dangling feet. “I... um. Sorry, there.” She put him down carefully, then reached down further and picked up the blue guitar. It hummed sadly.
Quickly he reached for the guitar and took it from her and hugged it to his chest, as if it was a teddy bear or some kind of protective barrier that could maybe keep back the swelling bitter taste of embarrassment he now felt. Heart burning and stomach turning to lead he swallowed, fingers tapping against the wood of the instrument.
“That was... I liked that. I liked the song. Thank you. I... Little buddy...” She faltered to a stop.
Judging by his body language that probably wasn’t what he had wanted to hear. His ears were now a deep purple color, despite his face having lost much of its blue lustre. But he smiled, somewhat, and glanced up at her. He shrugged, unsure of what to say first, before sighing. “I’m glad. That you liked it. The song.”
She brutally changed the subject. “So... how did you do the fireworks thing?”
“Copper halides, copper chloride at low temperature, titanium, aluminum, beryllium powder for the colours... basic ingredients for fireworks is the fuel that allows the star to burn, oxidizer which is a compound that produces oxygen to support the combustion, color-inducing chemicals, a binder to hold the pellet together and a chlorine donor that provides chlorine to strengthen the color of the flame... It's not... not that impressive...” Megamind ranted, fingers gripping the guitar to his chest still. “Designing them to explode into a pattern is a different matter all together but I-I’m sure that’s not really... up your alley...” he trailed off and cleared his throat.
He was silent, as was she, for a moment before his eyes widened as he remembered something. “Oh!” Megamind cried, “Oh uh. I. Wait here. I won’t be gone long.” he was suddenly gone, running back the way he had come.
She watched, confusion on her face, hands on her hips. Okay. What was he going to do now? More fireworks? Minion would be in charge of those.
Seemed as though merely thinking of the fish made him appear. She heard movement in the bushes behind her, and turning her head she saw the fish looking at her with a none-too impressed expression on his face. “Nice going.” he said sourly.
“Me? What? He started....” She stopped. “I started it I guess. But he was going too far.”
“You said he’d kissed you before.” Minion said slowly, looking in the direction his boss had vanished, then looked back to her. “Why was now different to then?”
“Because I... He...” she glared at him furiously. “What does he have planned next? Did he have that mugger planned too?”
“Mugger?!” Minion asked, eyes widening. “What mugger?!”
“Last Thursday. No, wait... if you don’t know... and he let him get away... no.” She looked up the pathway. “I didn’t think I could trust myself. He scared me.”
“Hold up, rewind, take a few steps back what mugger?” demanded the fish, before a beeping sound came from the robot’s right wrist. Glancing down at the blinking little red light, which could barely be seen through the fake fur, Minion sighed in a frustrated manner and lifted it to his face and pressed it with his left finger. “Sir?”
“Minion!” Megamind’s voice came out from over the speakers on... well. Somewhere. “Code: Where’s the cheese? I told you to get cheese!”
“Code: Check the ice box. No wait. Code: Hold on a minute.” Minion replied before covering the red dot with his hand and looked at her. “Duty calls.” he said before hurrying off in the direction Megamind had gone, and soon Metro Woman was left standing alone in the middle of the park.
“Well. Fine then.” She sat down on the bench and crossed her arms. “What fun.” Her stomach growled in agreement.
She was left waiting at least five minutes before the return of her date, without his fish companion. Minion was probably being made to wait in the car, that, or he was lurking in the bushes again. The guitar appeared to have been left behind also, since Megamind was now carrying a basket in one hand, and a rolled up blanket under his arm. “Sorry, sorry!” he apologized as he hurried up to her. “I brought dinner.” Megamind announced, smiling faintly, obviously trying to get over the previous hiccup.
She had been fiddling with a coin she had found in her pocket. She put the small metal cube which she had made into her pocket again, and sat up hopefully. “Food?”
“Food.” he replied with a nod of his large head before moving past her and stepped onto the grass. “Come on!” he called, as he began to walk further into the park, away from the path that ran throughout it.
“Aren’t paths put there so that people don’t get lost?” She followed him. Her super nose was beginning to inform her of the contents of the basket. She could smell some cold meats in there, possibly Italian. Along with them she could pick out the scent of cheeses, some olives, and warm bread with assorted vegetables you’d normally find in baguettes. Had he also brought a salad? She could smell vinegar and other dressings wafting from within the basket as well.
“Yes they are, but we are going off the beaten track. I don’t want any star-crossed lovers walking along said path and interrupting us.” Megamind replied with a sniff as he walked through some bushes and came out in a clearing which, seemingly, he had picked out beforehand. This was made obvious by the fact there were some Brain Bots hovering near by, giving off much needed light. They seemed to brighten upon seeing Daddy arrive, illuminating the area even more. “Ah, here we are!” he announced.
Moving forwards he placed the basket down, before quickly laying out the blue tartan blanket as the Brain Bots closest to Metro Woman eyed her with obvious curiosity.
She gazed back at them. They seemed to have been informed that this was her day off. They didn’t immediately advance into a barking attack. Each was slightly different to its neighbour, in colour and decoration. They hovered at different heights, and one whipped a grasping tendril around to tap it’s neighbour on the shoulder. She watched as a short battle ensued, then died down. Megamind seemed to be fussing with the blanket.
Metro Woman walked up to the Brain Bots and reached out a finger to touch one. It looked remarkably like they had real brains in their cases, and she worried yet again that this was what had happened to some of those poor fighting kittens. A brain bot advanced slightly and snapped at her finger. She hardly felt the touch of the jaws, but it yelped and bolted, leaving the clearing.
Megamind turned his head at the sound of the yelp, and watched the lone Brain Bot bolting off into the park. Blinking he turned to look at her with a ‘what did you do to my little doggie’ expression on his face.
“Sorry” she said, and looked at her finger. Not a scratch. She gazed after the Brain Bot. “I hope it’s alright.”
“Well it better be.” Megamind said before standing up and spreading his arm out towards the picnic blanket. “Either way, dinner is served.”
Indeed it was. The basket appeared to have been bigger on the inside since there was no way that all of the food he had laid out onto the blanket could have fitted inside. There were platters of cold meat, small bowls with the olives inside, more plates for them to eat off of, a bottle of wine and two glasses, plus numerous other dishes and delectables that may or may not have been made by Uncle Antonio given the ‘Italian’ feel the picnic appeared to have.
She gazed down at the generous spread with delight. “Thank you... this is... Thank you Megamind.” She grinned at him, delighted, and was rewarded with a grin in return.
He shrugged in that devil-may-care way of his before sitting down on the blanket. “Well, I know how hungry performing makes you.” Megamind said, “This time, nothing’s going to burn my tongue though.” he grinned as he grabbed a plate and began picking at some of the food he had laid out.
She sat down on the blanket, and helped herself to a plate as well. Empty stomach, I’m just not thinking straight....
It was inevitable, even with super speed. They were reaching for things all over the spread. Their hands touched as both of them reached for the baguettes and both of them seemed for freeze for a moment. Megamind was still for only a few seconds before he picked up the long baguette that the two of them had been reaching for and quickly broke it in half and offered her half of it.
“We break our bread together” she whispered, and Megamind blinked at her in confusion. “Oh, don’t worry, old fairy tale”.
“...what’s a fairy tale?” Megamind asked, tilting his head faintly.
“A story. You know, a kids story,” she answered, buttering a piece of bread. “Didn’t you have folk tales and myths from your uncles? Things that were amusing yet not true?”
“I got stories about why they were in jail. Bank robbery. Breaking and entering. Disturbing the peace. That sort of thing.” Megamind replied before smiling brightly, “Are those fairy tales?” it was almost painful to hear that the young Megamind had never been told stories to about knights, or dragons and assorted things of legend. Seems his Prison uncles, despite going out of their way to raise and care for him, hadn’t really been the type of men to tell bedtime stories. Then again they were hardened criminals.
“Antonio must have told you some Italian legends? One of my nannies told me a lot of old Scandinavian tales. She was a great storyteller. She left though.” She frowned. It was a bad memory, about one of her less pleasant learning experiences. “She didn’t like...”
He looked at her, before blinking slowly. “She didn’t like... what?”
“I made a lot of mistakes, as a kid. And yeah, it turns out that some dressmaking materials are really flammable. I. Um.” She took a bite of her buttered bread to prevent herself from having to talk further.
“I used to set fire to things a lot too.” Megamind said gently, in an almost understanding manner before reaching out and patting her arm. “You were witness to some of it, remember?”
She coughed on the bread. “I was the one putting most of those fires OUT!” She laughed.
“Well they were honest mistakes, way back then! Only after the paint bomb incident were any and all fires made on purpose.” he smirked at her as he tore open his bread and began to add cold meats and cheeses to it for more flavour.
“Mmmm.” She chewed on the bread, before going ahead and filling her own sandwich. “So I have always wondered something?” She munched on some olives.
He looked to her, arching an eyebrow. “Yes?”
“Oh, you don’t have to answer. But... do you remember, one of the first times you made an escape, you disappeared for over a month. I always wanted to know where you went?”
Megamind pursed his lips together as he thought back. “Hm... I was fourteen, right? Yes, yes that was the time...” he trailed off into silence and bit at his bottom lip. Seemed he remembered.
“We were both fourteen. Everyone went nuts trying to find you. They even accused me of hiding you.” This sandwich needed more... she scanned the spread... cheese? She helped herself to some.
“Pfttthah! You?” he asked, snorting in amusement. “They thought you were hiding me? Why would they assume such a thing?”
“I have no idea. They were grasping at straws. And you remember I wasn’t allowed to fight you any more, because it would only encourage you?” She giggled. “So of course it had to be my fault.” She munched sandwich.
The blue alien chuckled to himself as he scooted across the picnic rug to pick up some olives, and popped one into his mouth. “I swear, adults... I mean. When were were young, anyway. Thought they knew everything.”
“Speaking of adults.” She nodded to the wine. “We going to open that?”
“But of course, but once our plates are full.” Megamind replied as he grabbed a few more yummy delights to add to his plate and sat, cross legged, on the rug. “So you want to know where I went?”
“Sure. It’s too long ago now, no one will care, right?” She had a fully loaded plate in front of her, and a sandwich in her hands as well now, and was working her way through both.
He nodded his head, setting his plate in his lap as he reached over to grab the bottle of wine as well as the two glasses. Setting one in front of her and the other in front of him he began unwrapping the cork on the bottle. “Simple. I went into outer space.” he replied, crumpling up the material and setting it into the basket as he began working at the cork with a corkscrew.
“You... wow. How? What?” She stopped eating, sandwich held up. “You just... went? But...” She put the sandwich down and stared at him.
“Well,” he said as pulled, “simple. Ever since I was a little kid I wanted to go into outer space, like... going back home, but not really. So most of my exploits previous to my one month vanishing was spent making myself a make-shift means of getting up into outer space. The vehicle was no bigger than a Volkswagen beetle, to be totally honest.” Megamind shut one eye as the bottle of wine popped open. “Remember that gas station explosion, it would have happened early on before my ‘vanishing’? That was me taking off. I only used the explosion of the empty gas station to hide my take off.”
He poured the red wine into her glass first, and then his own.
“But you were seen at least twice after that.”
“Oh was I?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It... wasn’t you.” She picked up her sandwich again and had another thoughtful bite. “Very clever.” She ate thoughtfully, easily finishing the sandwich.
“....thank you.” Megamind smiled softly. He picked up his glass of wine, and sniffed at it gently. “No, it wasn’t me they saw. So I spent a whole month immersed in a capsule that was, at the time, unmanned. By the time they send somebody up to fix the ‘broken’ surveillance cameras a month had passed, and I was well on my way back to Metrocity again.”
“Wow. And I thought my vacations to the snowfields were really something at that age.”
Megamind took a sip of his wine before looking upwards. Of course, being in a big bright city meant star gazing was fairly impossible to do while sitting in the park. There were a few stars that managed to fight their way through the brightness, and pollution, of the city to be seen but it was a meagre offering. “Next time you can, I recommend just going up there as high as you can to just see everything. Seeing the planet hanging above me, suspended... it really was beautiful.”
She gazed upward. “It must have been.” She looked back down at her wine glass in front of her, then picked it up. “Thank you for telling me, I’d always wondered. My father went so far as to ground me when I wouldn’t tell him where you were.” She held the glass out, and clinked it against his where he was holding it.
“Oh...! Uh. Well. Sorry for a grounding you didn’t deserve, but my evil self is indeed cackling at this little bit of information, just so you know.” he winked at her, grinning still, and sipped his wine again before setting it down and grabbing his sandwich in both hands.
“I still often get into trouble for things you cause, you know.” She sipped wine and eyed a bowl holding the last of the tomatoes.
“For not stopping me first?” he asked, blinking in surprise.
She helped herself to tomatoes, cheese and pickles methodically. “Well, in the case of those adorable kittens, it was more for stopping you at all. Or stopping the kittens. They liked the kittens.” Lettuce, chutney... and are those anchovies? She added several to the sandwich. Bliss She munched appreciatively.
Megamind frowned slightly, before taking another bite of his sandwich and chewed noisily. Huh. Well, that much was to be expected. A lot of people wanted him locked up and thrown away, key tossed into the ocean and unable to no longer see the light of day. He was a villain after all, no, a super villain and if he wasn’t being hated by the masses he wasn’t doing his job. But to think they got angry at Metro Woman for not detaining him indefinitely? That was just silly. Swallowing, he had to chuckle. “Oh those kittens. They were cute, as they were deadly.”
“Yes, that was their catchphrase, wasn’t it?” She waved the little pot of anchovies. “I had to tempt them away with fish afterwards.” She put the pot down carefully. “You were in custody by then.”
He had flinched and drawn away from her as she waved the pot of ugly salty fish in his direction, but relaxed when she put it back down. “Yes, yes I was... sigh.” Megamind audibly sighed while saying the word, before shrugging. “Oh well. Went on to escape yet again, and rain terror down upon Metrocity once more.”
“Always with the raining terror.” She raised her glass again, and washed down salty sandwich with the good red wine. “You never changed your tune.”
“I love singing in the rain of evil. You just need to remember to keep your handy umbrella of good above your head so you don’t drown in it.”
“Ahahaha.”
Megamind smiled before taking another sip of his wine. Oh this was the good stuff, Uncle Antonio knew what to suggest all right. He had soon finished his own sandwich and set his plate aside, settling back to look at Metro Woman quietly. It wasn’t often he just go to... well. Look at her, one on one like this. She really was beautiful, though he wasn’t all too keen on admitting it out loud to her.
She didn’t seem to notice. She was making short work of the spread of food, helping herself to some of everything, opening jars and experimenting with the contents. Her wine glass was empty next to her. Spotting this, Megamind reached for the bottle and held it up in a questioning manner. Seeing her nod, he poured her another glass before setting it back down besides him and went back to... well. Looking at her. The way her brown hair fell in thick, wavy waterfalls over her neck and back was lovely. He was glad she’d grown it out since in their youth the hair had been fairly short and cropped into a bowl cut. Her hair suited her much better long and wavy like this.
Course, he had liked her hair back then too. Giving a faintly embarrassed smile he forced himself to look away, and pick up some olives to eat.
She reached for the glass, and startled, frozen, staring into the park in surprise, as if she’d heard something. She looked back with an embarrassed expression, then gazed in horror at her wine glass. “Oops.” The stem was intact, but the foot of the glass had broken off entirely. “I... uh. Sorry.” She held the glass carefully, and picked up the broken piece.
Megamind blinked in surprise, and looked at the broken wine glass. “Oh.” he looked up at her and smiled faintly, “Well. S’no big deal, right?” not like it was a priceless piece of crystal or anything.
“I really didn’t mean to.” She frowned at the piece, then grinned up at him. “Want to see a magic trick?”
“Uh. Sure? As long as it doesn’t involve a pencil vanishing.” Megamind replied.
She took a sip from the glass, emptying it to halfway. “Not vanishing.” Then she held the broken part of the glass to the stem, and concentrated. Her laser vision turned on with precision, and she melted the two pieces of glass, before pressing them together. “Ta da.”
“Oh you show off.” Megamind laughed, setting his glass down in order to give her a small round of applause. “Very smart. Very clever. Anything else you can do with that laser vision that I don’t already know?”
“That would be telling,” she sniffed, and slowly let go of the base as it cooled. It took a little while. She sipped the now slightly warmer wine. “I think there are things you can do you’re not telling me, so it’s fair for a girl to keep some of her secrets.”
“Oh fine, if you have to see things like that.” he scoffed. Megamind looked at the picnic spread and was surprise to see just how much of it they had eaten so far. “...wow, we can really put it away can’t we?”
“That would probably be me.” She had the grace to look embarrassed. “Sorry.”
He grinned. “I’m just glad you enjoyed it. The whole... uh. Yeah. Everything.” huh boy, awkward memory flash back to her holding him at arms length like he was some kind of rabid animal or something. Flushing somewhat he picked up his empty plate and reached for the basket in order to put it away.
“I really have. Yes.” She smiled, and assisted in putting things away in the basket. Her wine glass was slightly crooked.
Megamind snorted when he saw how crooked it was, and gave her an amused grin. “Good job on that...” he said as he reached to take it from her. Like before, their fingers touched for the briefest of moments and he did his best not to overreact.
“I try to repair most of what I break myself. I’ve become a dab hand with plaster and paint.”
“Not so much with mechanical robots and creations of science, hm?” he asked, covering some dishes with their covers before putting them into the basket. “It would be against your code of good if you began fixing my things that you break.” Megamind smirked before standing up.
“You need to pay for your misdeeds.” Instead of standing up, Metro Woman lay down on the emptied blanket, on her back with her hands under her head, gazing at the stars above them. There might not be many stars, but there they were, twinkling away.
Megamind stared down at her, before peering up at the sky also. “...yeah well it’s all part and parcel isn’t it?” he asked, wanting to lay down beside her but he had stood up. He remained standing.
“Come down here. The view is... very nice.” She tilted her head to look at him.
Oh well. He was invited now. Megamind got down onto his knees before scooting forward and lay besides her on the grass, putting his hands on his stomach as he stared up at the sky with her.
“...hm. It is nice.” he admitted.
“Told you.” She gazed up at the sky. “So you just decided, age 14, to go up there and see what you could see?” She was harping on about this far more than he had expected.
He blinked and tilted his head so he could look at her. “Well. I was planning it for over a year and a half. But yeah. I went into space. Haven’t you?”
“I’m not good with the whole lack of atmosphere thing. It gets pretty... heady up there.” She blinked. “I rarely go higher than Metro Tower.”
Megamind rolled onto his side and supported himself on his elbow. “Oh but you must.” he said, “Despite how little I think of this planet and the people who run it, seeing it from high up really is beautiful.”
She tilted her head to look him in the eye. “I just... rarely seem to have the time. What with the city being so threatened all the time, and my parents estate to manage....” She smiled. “Rarely have a day to myself like this.”
“Excuses are for cowards.” Megamind said simply, before reaching up and actually poking her in the tummy. “You are no coward. What’s stopping you, right now, from just flying up there to see everything? I tell you.” he rolled backwards onto his back, looking up. “If I could fly I’d do it any time I wanted.”
“Oh.” She looked up, then looked over at him again. “I think I just thought of another magic trick.”
“My curiosity is piqued.” he replied, glancing back at her.
“I can safely assume you’re not afraid of heights.” She stood up, easily levitating as she went, and offered her hand to him. “Come look at the city with me.”
Megamind had an idea as to what she was getting to, and the bottom lip biting grin he was giving her answered her question without use of words. He was to his feet in seconds, and placing his hand in hers, still without speaking. This was too special to ruin it with words.
She tried to work out how to pick him up, and after both of them danced around each other for a moment, she picked him up with an arm under his knees and another arm around his back, and the ground just fell away from beneath them both.
He let out a sudden noise of surprise at how easily she flew, despite it being something he had experienced far too much of in the past. But usually by that point he was defeated, and at an all time low, and never put too much thought or notice into caring about how easily she could fly. Here, now, heart racing and eyes watching he watched the world fall away. All the while trying his best to focus soley on that and not on the fact her breasts were right there and the wind was blowing through the shirt she was wearing.
The trees of the park dropped below them almost immediately, and then they slowly rose above even the height of Metro Tower. She slowed down, and they both gazed for a moment at the carpet of lights.
In the distance, storm clouds were beginning to roll in from the East. Even so, above both the clouds and the two aliens now hovering so far up above Metro City, the stars twinkled with greater purpose. This high, the pollution and the lights of the city weren’t nearly as thick. Megamind lifted a hand and brushed some of Metro Woman’s hair out of his face, since it was whipping around a little in the wind. “What’d I tell you?” he asked quietly.
She was suddenly looking right into deep eyes, wells of green. “Tell me?”
“Beautiful.” Megamind replied just as quietly, though he was no longer looking down at the city beneath them.
“Yes, beautiful.” She gazed into his eyes, then leaned in, pulling him up to her face, to kiss him.
He shuddered a moan into the kiss. The arms he had been keeping carefully against his chest opened and wrapped around her as best he could at this angle. It wasn’t that workable but he wasn’t about to pull away from her to readjust his arms, that would be foolish. Eyes shut, wind whipping around him as well as her hair, he just submitted himself to the emotions, and the beauty of the moment.
It would have taken her a very long time to realise that they were still high above Metro City, but she heard something, and simply had to pull away for a moment. “Do you hear that?”
Megamind made an articulate ‘hur?’ noise, mind fogged and unclear. “What?” he asked, opening his eyes and blinking a few times in order to glance around to see who dare interrupt them.
“I think your dogs are barking.” She looked downward, over him. They looked down to see, far below, a row of Brainbots working to rise to their height, barking worriedly.
“...ugh.” Megamind grunted, looking down at the little cyborgs as they continued to bark like hyper chihuahuas with metal teeth and glowing brains. “They’re just jealous.” he paused, before looking back at her. “Uh. Not of the kissing, no more the fact I’m up here with you and they’re not here instead. They get jealous pretty fast.”
“I’m sure. Can you call them off?” She grinned at the flashing, barking machines. “They look rather worried.”
Megamind scoffed then called down. “DADDY’S FINE! STOP WORRYING. MINION’S IN THE CAR, GO TO HIM! GO ON, GO. I MEAN IT. GO TO MINION. CLARICE, THAT MEANS YOU TOO.”
The pink glowing Brain Bot whined like a can-opener as the blue Brain Bots began to obey daddy. It took a few more coaxes from Megamind for her to finally lower back down towards the park, still whining as she did.
“So. Where were... we....” She cuddled him closer to her.
“Somewhere here.” Megamind replied as he stroked his hand against her jaw gently before kissing her softly. Yes, softly. Not like before. She didn’t like any other kind, did she? He didn’t want to have a replay of what happened before ever again. And especially not this high above the city.
He was very gently running his hand down the side of her face and she pushed her head into the touch, before kissing him on the forehead. His hand somehow reached the back of her neck, his long fingers tangling in her hair, and he guided her into another kiss on the mouth.
She found herself rubbing his back, fingers finding every bone. His thin body arched against her her touch, and he made another one of those hungry little noises. It was a noise which she very much liked.
God, she was touching him, her touch was electrifying, warm, and made his nerves stand on end like nothing else had done before. The hand in her hair gripped a little more, as his other hand had somehow worked it’s way between them. It was pinned.
Then she felt his mouth open against her own, and whether he meant to or not, his tongue pressed up against her lips. She opened her mouth to his, and the warmth inside him seemed to flow through, like an opened circuit. He made another of those tiny sounds, and she pushed her hand under the back of his shirt.
Good touch was so hard to come across when you were the villain of the city. Knowing all too well the hand pressing up against his bare back was the same hand that had thwarted all of his plans, and had laid many a good punches to his jaw in the past, Megamind still found himself succumbing to the whirlwind of feelings that were engulfing his entire being.
Her mouth had always felt so soft during their kisses so far, the tender, shy things that they were. Yet, while still somehow pertaining that soft feeling, the kisses were feeling harder now. Even more so, when her tongue met his own and he felt like his heart stopped beating the instant that initial contact was made. The hand in her hair was now a balled fist. He opened it and sought out the back of her head and pulled her closer to him, or at least tried to.
His mouth tasted of the red wine they had been drinking, and was so very warm. Hot. She took her time, amazed he was letting her inside, then delightedly exploring inside his mouth. He wriggled, and froze, and wriggled again. His back was warm, and his legs occasionally kicked to give him more leverage to control the kiss. She felt dizzy, and tried to come up for air, realising they were slowly spinning.
He gave no indication that he had noticed or that he cared about their spin at this point. The way his tongue slid up against hers was keeping him far too occupied to care about silly things like directions and how they were flying up in the sky anymore. Megamind moaned hungrily into her mouth as the hand that had been pinned between them finally fought its way out and slid up her back, under her shirt.
At this she made a tiny moan, and pulled away from the kiss entirely for a moment, staring into his eyes. There was a moment of abject horror, as Megamind regretted being so forward as to push his hand into the back of her shirt, then she kissed him harder and he threw regrets to the wind. There was a very distinctive ripping sound, and the back of his shirt split upwards, almost to the collar.
The harsh wind now up against his bared back sent goosebumps over the exposed skin. He shivered, but didn’t dare stop to complain. It was only a shirt. Only an Italian silk shirt. This moment was far more important than money. This moment was priceless for the two of them and the ripping of some shirt wasn’t about to marr the moment at all.
The hand against her back pressed desperately close, feeling her firm, warm skin beneath his exposed fingers. His other hand, still lost in he hair, was well and truly tangled by now. It felt as though there was little to nothing that could interrupt them up here, high above the city streets and the people who occupied them.
That was, at least, until Metro Woman heard something.
She had, in the back of her head, been hearing something for some time. But it hadn’t really registered. They were sort of slowly tumbling through the sky, now, and she pulled out of the kiss and looked around worriedly.
“What?” Megamind pulled at her hair, trying to get closer into the warmth of the kiss again.
“I can hear something.” She gazed down over Metro City, frowning.
“Something...?” he asked, chest rising and falling whilst his face remained flushed violet.
“I think... over there.” She started charging through the sky towards her target, descending rapidly. “Duty calls.”
“But...”
His protests fell on deaf ears since he soon found himself standing on a building next to a tall billboard. He watched as the woman flew quickly out of sight, vanishing behind one of the many tall towers that made up Metro City. Megamind stood there for a few moments, slowly realizing how bitterly cold it was up here. It wasn’t helping matters that his shirt was ripped open at the back. Suddenly self conscious the blue man wrapped his arms around himself, and shut his eyes tightly.
God damn it.
She’d left him. She had actually put somebody else... “It’s her job.” he reminded himself. “She’s the good girl. She’s supposed to put the well-being of others above her own. And me.” he added angrily before lifting his wrist and pressed a button on his watch. “Brainbots?” Megamind asked, hoping his voice didn’t sound nearly as choked up as he thought it did. “Come get Daddy. Now.”
To be continued
Part 6
Authors: cgaussie and threequarterfox
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: More sing songs, general fluff then clothes ripping good time!
Summary: Megamind's turn to try and woo Metro Woman and, naturally, he goes way out of his league in order to do so.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
The car ride had been quicker than Metro Woman would have expected. Of course, the fact that Megamind wove in and out of traffic like a professional probably helped. His car was currently in ‘Stealth Mode’ so nobody could see them speeding past. Spotting a park in the right place, he quickly pulled in, grinning fit to burst as he turned in his seat. “Okay, this is a surprise. I need you to go out into the park. Walk till you find the green bin next to the red bench. Wait there, and I’ll be with you super fast.”
She looked doubtfully at him for a moment, and he motioned her to go with little movements of his hands, his face all hopeful. Sighing she stepped out of the car and leaned in the open door to say to him “My instruments will be safe in here, right?”
“Of course they will. Look,” he pointed outside and there, projected right next to her, was a fire hydrant. “Nobody’s going to come near here at all!”
“Okay...” She shut the door, gave the car one more doubtful look, and walked out into the dim park. It wasn’t until she was just approaching the bench he had told her about that she saw a very familiar outline of somebody waiting there. The figure took a step as she got closer and walked into the street light. Minion.
Holding a remote. That was normally not a good thing.
“Well, there you are!” he greeted her, “How’s it going?”
She looked over her shoulder worriedly. “Does he know you’re here?”
“Of course he does. I have a part to play, tonight.” grinned the fish proudly.
“I see...”
“So, how’s it going? Or are you going to pull a Sir and not tell me for days?” asked the fish as he too quickly glanced in the direction where he knew his boss would be arriving from.
“Oh, Minion, he’s just... he was sitting there when I arrived and there was... it was...” She couldn’t work out what to say, but apparently her eyes were giving her away to the fish. His grin got wider.
“Well I’m glad it’s going well. I... really hope this makes you as happy as he hopes it’s going to.” he said as he began to suddenly back away, and gave her a thumbs up with both hands before stepping out of sight entirely.
Feeling far more nervous than she had before, she circled in place, trying to work out what was going to happen next. Things got surprisingly quiet, and still, despite them being in the middle of the bustling metropolis that was Metro City. Then, on the wind, came a tune she had some trouble placing at first. Her train of thought was somewhat derailed when Megamind walked up the same path she had travelled. In his hands was a blue acoustic guitar with a bold silver lightning bolt painted on its front. She could not remember ever seeing him play an instrument before.
Playing a tune on the guitar wasn’t all he had planned for her at all. He gave her a smile which made her heart skip a beat or two before he actually began to sing for her.
“Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight.
My motto’s always been; when it’s right, it’s right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything’s a little clearer in the light of day,
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way...
Thinkin’ of you’s working up an appetite,
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Rubbin’ sticks together make the sparks ignite,
And the thought of rubbin’ you is gettin’ so excited”
He was standing before her now, and momentarily glanced over his shoulder with a look of slight worry as he started the next line.
“Sky rockets in flight--”
What he was waiting for happened. The night sky suddenly erupted in an explosion of colors. Fireworks? Is that what he had Minion staying up all night designing? Making from scratch? Surely fireworks weren’t that different from the explosives that the two used every now and then in their plans but... then again they hadn’t designed fireworks to make shapes in the night sky before. The blue and white fireworks out of seemingly nowhere were shaped in a lightning bolt, as well as a large M.
“Afternoon delight, afternoon delight...” Megamind half sighed, half sung, since he had been a little worried over whether or not the plan would pull off. And thankfully the fireworks had gotten off without a hitch. And so he sung his heart out to her, fingers strumming over the strings of the guitar to a song he had spent all week learning just for her.
This kind of song was so far from his usual type of song it was almost terrifying, yet, while he wasn’t the greatest singer she had ever heard, she could hear just how much effort he was putting into this, how hard he was trying to impress her with something that didn’t have to do with spikes or mechanical monstrosities.
Every time he reached the lyric ‘Sky rockets in flight’ Minion (presumably it was Minion) let another burst of fireworks light up the night sky and the two were in the bright light momentarily, before it faded back into darkness.
“Afternoon delight,
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....
Afternoon delight!”
Words completed, he gave one last strum of his guitar and stood there, watching her, and waiting with bated breath.
Metro Woman honestly blinked for a moment, thinking, before realising that she was the audience, and breaking into applause.
He felt a flush spread over his cheeks and ears, and let out a hoarse laugh. His nerves were on end. She liked it, didn’t she? She wasn’t just being polite for polite’s sake, was she? Megamind shut his eyes for a moment, and breathed deeply. “Thank you. Thank you very much.”
This really meant something to him. Metro Woman wondered for a brief instant whether he meant what the words of the song meant, also, then filed that away under a (rapidly growing) mental file on how confusing this super villain could be.
His eyes opened and he smiled at her, face still flushed. “I’m... I’m glad you liked it.” he admitted quietly, fingers tapping against the strings of the guitar and shrugged, looking down at the instrument. “Not really my kind of thing but... but I thought, for you I could give it a shot.”
She looked admiringly at the flushed face, her face only a slight smile of wonder, her head even shaking slightly. “You did that all for me?” Minion had been right, this meant far too much to him, and she was never going to just walk away from this situation. She’d started something she had no control over, and it scared her. She, who had enough super powers to control everything around her, seemed to have no control over this at all.
Her choices seemed to be hugely limited, and at the end of the tunnel... was... Green. Belatedly she realised that she had been gazing into his eyes for some time. Somehow they were almost touching, staring at each other. How did that happen?
“Of course I did it for you.” he replied with a scoff, and rolled his eyes. “I don’t do this for just anyone.” Megamind said in a somewhat proud kind of way before glancing over his shoulder. Maybe he thought somebody would walk in on them like the last time they were in the park, or the fact his fire works display might have drawn the attention of the police.
He then looked back at her and then reached out, and took hold of one of her hands into his own. “I just wanted to show you how... uh. How much you’ve meant--I mean mean to me.”
The rolling of his eyes and subsequent paranoid look over his shoulder broke the spell. He took her hand and she let him hold it, but she felt cold inside, thinking dark thoughts she shouldn’t be thinking in this romantic environment. His gaze back towards her, she leaned in, not meaning to, and kissed him, suddenly realising she was trying to stop him from talking. He didn’t resist the kiss at all, however. Her hand folded with his, and this kiss became serious. Her other hand somehow found the back of his head, around the guitar, and his hand was resting on the small of her back. The guitar complained between them as they leaned together.
It had felt like an eternity since their last embrace like this, and he had to hold back a sound that desperately wanted to fight its way out from deep inside him. The hand holding hers released its grip on her hand to reach up and grasp blindly for her shoulder, pulling himself closer to her as much as he could with the guitar between them. His other hand just gripped more at her back, feeling those muscles he was all too familiar with beneath the peasant top that seemingly, like his guitar, felt like it was purposely there to get in the way of something.
She pulled away first, again, and Megamind tried to push down a bitter wave of disappointment. This is just the start of the night, this time. Plenty more time for kissing. Metro Woman gazed sheepishly down at his guitar, checking with one hand whether it was okay. The other of her hands had somehow got tangled in his collar at the back of his neck.
He too glanced down at the guitar between them, before looking back up at her. The hand on her shoulder shifted and he ran his bared fingers through her soft brown hair, feeling how smooth and silky it was against his skin before pushing it up behind her ear. Just like last time, he really had no idea what to say in this situation. He never would have thought to find himself in it not only once, but now twice. A small chuckle managed to escape his lips as he very slowly lifted the guitar strap up over his shoulder and gently rested it beside his hip. “Well.” he said faintly, before looking back up at her and found himself lost in her eyes all over again.
Next thing she knew his arms were up, wrapping around her neck and shoulders and his mouth pressing against hers this time. In order to do this the blue alien had actually leapt up to grab hold of her, and his feet weren’t even touching the ground at this point. He didn’t seem all too concerned with this fact. Or with when his guitar fell noisily to the ground.
It was the sound of the complaining instrument which probably did it. She pulled back, in surprise, and in doing so pushed him away, and ended up holding Megamind at both arms’ length whilst staring down at the poor guitar. His legs were kicking slightly, and he pulled at the fabric on her sleeves, trying to get closer to her. She stared at him, terrified. His blue hands gripped at the fabric, almost in a desperate way, before the racing of his heart finally began to fade and he realized she was.... holding him away from her.
His legs stopped kicking and he stared at her, expression that of embarrassment and uncertainty. He’d over done it, hadn’t he? It was fine before, why had he gone and ruined it like this? Swallowing hard he forced his hands to ease their grip on her and he looked down at his feet that continued to dangle in the air off the ground.
“...you can put me down.” he mumbled quietly.
She blinked, then looked at his dangling feet. “I... um. Sorry, there.” She put him down carefully, then reached down further and picked up the blue guitar. It hummed sadly.
Quickly he reached for the guitar and took it from her and hugged it to his chest, as if it was a teddy bear or some kind of protective barrier that could maybe keep back the swelling bitter taste of embarrassment he now felt. Heart burning and stomach turning to lead he swallowed, fingers tapping against the wood of the instrument.
“That was... I liked that. I liked the song. Thank you. I... Little buddy...” She faltered to a stop.
Judging by his body language that probably wasn’t what he had wanted to hear. His ears were now a deep purple color, despite his face having lost much of its blue lustre. But he smiled, somewhat, and glanced up at her. He shrugged, unsure of what to say first, before sighing. “I’m glad. That you liked it. The song.”
She brutally changed the subject. “So... how did you do the fireworks thing?”
“Copper halides, copper chloride at low temperature, titanium, aluminum, beryllium powder for the colours... basic ingredients for fireworks is the fuel that allows the star to burn, oxidizer which is a compound that produces oxygen to support the combustion, color-inducing chemicals, a binder to hold the pellet together and a chlorine donor that provides chlorine to strengthen the color of the flame... It's not... not that impressive...” Megamind ranted, fingers gripping the guitar to his chest still. “Designing them to explode into a pattern is a different matter all together but I-I’m sure that’s not really... up your alley...” he trailed off and cleared his throat.
He was silent, as was she, for a moment before his eyes widened as he remembered something. “Oh!” Megamind cried, “Oh uh. I. Wait here. I won’t be gone long.” he was suddenly gone, running back the way he had come.
She watched, confusion on her face, hands on her hips. Okay. What was he going to do now? More fireworks? Minion would be in charge of those.
Seemed as though merely thinking of the fish made him appear. She heard movement in the bushes behind her, and turning her head she saw the fish looking at her with a none-too impressed expression on his face. “Nice going.” he said sourly.
“Me? What? He started....” She stopped. “I started it I guess. But he was going too far.”
“You said he’d kissed you before.” Minion said slowly, looking in the direction his boss had vanished, then looked back to her. “Why was now different to then?”
“Because I... He...” she glared at him furiously. “What does he have planned next? Did he have that mugger planned too?”
“Mugger?!” Minion asked, eyes widening. “What mugger?!”
“Last Thursday. No, wait... if you don’t know... and he let him get away... no.” She looked up the pathway. “I didn’t think I could trust myself. He scared me.”
“Hold up, rewind, take a few steps back what mugger?” demanded the fish, before a beeping sound came from the robot’s right wrist. Glancing down at the blinking little red light, which could barely be seen through the fake fur, Minion sighed in a frustrated manner and lifted it to his face and pressed it with his left finger. “Sir?”
“Minion!” Megamind’s voice came out from over the speakers on... well. Somewhere. “Code: Where’s the cheese? I told you to get cheese!”
“Code: Check the ice box. No wait. Code: Hold on a minute.” Minion replied before covering the red dot with his hand and looked at her. “Duty calls.” he said before hurrying off in the direction Megamind had gone, and soon Metro Woman was left standing alone in the middle of the park.
“Well. Fine then.” She sat down on the bench and crossed her arms. “What fun.” Her stomach growled in agreement.
She was left waiting at least five minutes before the return of her date, without his fish companion. Minion was probably being made to wait in the car, that, or he was lurking in the bushes again. The guitar appeared to have been left behind also, since Megamind was now carrying a basket in one hand, and a rolled up blanket under his arm. “Sorry, sorry!” he apologized as he hurried up to her. “I brought dinner.” Megamind announced, smiling faintly, obviously trying to get over the previous hiccup.
She had been fiddling with a coin she had found in her pocket. She put the small metal cube which she had made into her pocket again, and sat up hopefully. “Food?”
“Food.” he replied with a nod of his large head before moving past her and stepped onto the grass. “Come on!” he called, as he began to walk further into the park, away from the path that ran throughout it.
“Aren’t paths put there so that people don’t get lost?” She followed him. Her super nose was beginning to inform her of the contents of the basket. She could smell some cold meats in there, possibly Italian. Along with them she could pick out the scent of cheeses, some olives, and warm bread with assorted vegetables you’d normally find in baguettes. Had he also brought a salad? She could smell vinegar and other dressings wafting from within the basket as well.
“Yes they are, but we are going off the beaten track. I don’t want any star-crossed lovers walking along said path and interrupting us.” Megamind replied with a sniff as he walked through some bushes and came out in a clearing which, seemingly, he had picked out beforehand. This was made obvious by the fact there were some Brain Bots hovering near by, giving off much needed light. They seemed to brighten upon seeing Daddy arrive, illuminating the area even more. “Ah, here we are!” he announced.
Moving forwards he placed the basket down, before quickly laying out the blue tartan blanket as the Brain Bots closest to Metro Woman eyed her with obvious curiosity.
She gazed back at them. They seemed to have been informed that this was her day off. They didn’t immediately advance into a barking attack. Each was slightly different to its neighbour, in colour and decoration. They hovered at different heights, and one whipped a grasping tendril around to tap it’s neighbour on the shoulder. She watched as a short battle ensued, then died down. Megamind seemed to be fussing with the blanket.
Metro Woman walked up to the Brain Bots and reached out a finger to touch one. It looked remarkably like they had real brains in their cases, and she worried yet again that this was what had happened to some of those poor fighting kittens. A brain bot advanced slightly and snapped at her finger. She hardly felt the touch of the jaws, but it yelped and bolted, leaving the clearing.
Megamind turned his head at the sound of the yelp, and watched the lone Brain Bot bolting off into the park. Blinking he turned to look at her with a ‘what did you do to my little doggie’ expression on his face.
“Sorry” she said, and looked at her finger. Not a scratch. She gazed after the Brain Bot. “I hope it’s alright.”
“Well it better be.” Megamind said before standing up and spreading his arm out towards the picnic blanket. “Either way, dinner is served.”
Indeed it was. The basket appeared to have been bigger on the inside since there was no way that all of the food he had laid out onto the blanket could have fitted inside. There were platters of cold meat, small bowls with the olives inside, more plates for them to eat off of, a bottle of wine and two glasses, plus numerous other dishes and delectables that may or may not have been made by Uncle Antonio given the ‘Italian’ feel the picnic appeared to have.
She gazed down at the generous spread with delight. “Thank you... this is... Thank you Megamind.” She grinned at him, delighted, and was rewarded with a grin in return.
He shrugged in that devil-may-care way of his before sitting down on the blanket. “Well, I know how hungry performing makes you.” Megamind said, “This time, nothing’s going to burn my tongue though.” he grinned as he grabbed a plate and began picking at some of the food he had laid out.
She sat down on the blanket, and helped herself to a plate as well. Empty stomach, I’m just not thinking straight....
It was inevitable, even with super speed. They were reaching for things all over the spread. Their hands touched as both of them reached for the baguettes and both of them seemed for freeze for a moment. Megamind was still for only a few seconds before he picked up the long baguette that the two of them had been reaching for and quickly broke it in half and offered her half of it.
“We break our bread together” she whispered, and Megamind blinked at her in confusion. “Oh, don’t worry, old fairy tale”.
“...what’s a fairy tale?” Megamind asked, tilting his head faintly.
“A story. You know, a kids story,” she answered, buttering a piece of bread. “Didn’t you have folk tales and myths from your uncles? Things that were amusing yet not true?”
“I got stories about why they were in jail. Bank robbery. Breaking and entering. Disturbing the peace. That sort of thing.” Megamind replied before smiling brightly, “Are those fairy tales?” it was almost painful to hear that the young Megamind had never been told stories to about knights, or dragons and assorted things of legend. Seems his Prison uncles, despite going out of their way to raise and care for him, hadn’t really been the type of men to tell bedtime stories. Then again they were hardened criminals.
“Antonio must have told you some Italian legends? One of my nannies told me a lot of old Scandinavian tales. She was a great storyteller. She left though.” She frowned. It was a bad memory, about one of her less pleasant learning experiences. “She didn’t like...”
He looked at her, before blinking slowly. “She didn’t like... what?”
“I made a lot of mistakes, as a kid. And yeah, it turns out that some dressmaking materials are really flammable. I. Um.” She took a bite of her buttered bread to prevent herself from having to talk further.
“I used to set fire to things a lot too.” Megamind said gently, in an almost understanding manner before reaching out and patting her arm. “You were witness to some of it, remember?”
She coughed on the bread. “I was the one putting most of those fires OUT!” She laughed.
“Well they were honest mistakes, way back then! Only after the paint bomb incident were any and all fires made on purpose.” he smirked at her as he tore open his bread and began to add cold meats and cheeses to it for more flavour.
“Mmmm.” She chewed on the bread, before going ahead and filling her own sandwich. “So I have always wondered something?” She munched on some olives.
He looked to her, arching an eyebrow. “Yes?”
“Oh, you don’t have to answer. But... do you remember, one of the first times you made an escape, you disappeared for over a month. I always wanted to know where you went?”
Megamind pursed his lips together as he thought back. “Hm... I was fourteen, right? Yes, yes that was the time...” he trailed off into silence and bit at his bottom lip. Seemed he remembered.
“We were both fourteen. Everyone went nuts trying to find you. They even accused me of hiding you.” This sandwich needed more... she scanned the spread... cheese? She helped herself to some.
“Pfttthah! You?” he asked, snorting in amusement. “They thought you were hiding me? Why would they assume such a thing?”
“I have no idea. They were grasping at straws. And you remember I wasn’t allowed to fight you any more, because it would only encourage you?” She giggled. “So of course it had to be my fault.” She munched sandwich.
The blue alien chuckled to himself as he scooted across the picnic rug to pick up some olives, and popped one into his mouth. “I swear, adults... I mean. When were were young, anyway. Thought they knew everything.”
“Speaking of adults.” She nodded to the wine. “We going to open that?”
“But of course, but once our plates are full.” Megamind replied as he grabbed a few more yummy delights to add to his plate and sat, cross legged, on the rug. “So you want to know where I went?”
“Sure. It’s too long ago now, no one will care, right?” She had a fully loaded plate in front of her, and a sandwich in her hands as well now, and was working her way through both.
He nodded his head, setting his plate in his lap as he reached over to grab the bottle of wine as well as the two glasses. Setting one in front of her and the other in front of him he began unwrapping the cork on the bottle. “Simple. I went into outer space.” he replied, crumpling up the material and setting it into the basket as he began working at the cork with a corkscrew.
“You... wow. How? What?” She stopped eating, sandwich held up. “You just... went? But...” She put the sandwich down and stared at him.
“Well,” he said as pulled, “simple. Ever since I was a little kid I wanted to go into outer space, like... going back home, but not really. So most of my exploits previous to my one month vanishing was spent making myself a make-shift means of getting up into outer space. The vehicle was no bigger than a Volkswagen beetle, to be totally honest.” Megamind shut one eye as the bottle of wine popped open. “Remember that gas station explosion, it would have happened early on before my ‘vanishing’? That was me taking off. I only used the explosion of the empty gas station to hide my take off.”
He poured the red wine into her glass first, and then his own.
“But you were seen at least twice after that.”
“Oh was I?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It... wasn’t you.” She picked up her sandwich again and had another thoughtful bite. “Very clever.” She ate thoughtfully, easily finishing the sandwich.
“....thank you.” Megamind smiled softly. He picked up his glass of wine, and sniffed at it gently. “No, it wasn’t me they saw. So I spent a whole month immersed in a capsule that was, at the time, unmanned. By the time they send somebody up to fix the ‘broken’ surveillance cameras a month had passed, and I was well on my way back to Metrocity again.”
“Wow. And I thought my vacations to the snowfields were really something at that age.”
Megamind took a sip of his wine before looking upwards. Of course, being in a big bright city meant star gazing was fairly impossible to do while sitting in the park. There were a few stars that managed to fight their way through the brightness, and pollution, of the city to be seen but it was a meagre offering. “Next time you can, I recommend just going up there as high as you can to just see everything. Seeing the planet hanging above me, suspended... it really was beautiful.”
She gazed upward. “It must have been.” She looked back down at her wine glass in front of her, then picked it up. “Thank you for telling me, I’d always wondered. My father went so far as to ground me when I wouldn’t tell him where you were.” She held the glass out, and clinked it against his where he was holding it.
“Oh...! Uh. Well. Sorry for a grounding you didn’t deserve, but my evil self is indeed cackling at this little bit of information, just so you know.” he winked at her, grinning still, and sipped his wine again before setting it down and grabbing his sandwich in both hands.
“I still often get into trouble for things you cause, you know.” She sipped wine and eyed a bowl holding the last of the tomatoes.
“For not stopping me first?” he asked, blinking in surprise.
She helped herself to tomatoes, cheese and pickles methodically. “Well, in the case of those adorable kittens, it was more for stopping you at all. Or stopping the kittens. They liked the kittens.” Lettuce, chutney... and are those anchovies? She added several to the sandwich. Bliss She munched appreciatively.
Megamind frowned slightly, before taking another bite of his sandwich and chewed noisily. Huh. Well, that much was to be expected. A lot of people wanted him locked up and thrown away, key tossed into the ocean and unable to no longer see the light of day. He was a villain after all, no, a super villain and if he wasn’t being hated by the masses he wasn’t doing his job. But to think they got angry at Metro Woman for not detaining him indefinitely? That was just silly. Swallowing, he had to chuckle. “Oh those kittens. They were cute, as they were deadly.”
“Yes, that was their catchphrase, wasn’t it?” She waved the little pot of anchovies. “I had to tempt them away with fish afterwards.” She put the pot down carefully. “You were in custody by then.”
He had flinched and drawn away from her as she waved the pot of ugly salty fish in his direction, but relaxed when she put it back down. “Yes, yes I was... sigh.” Megamind audibly sighed while saying the word, before shrugging. “Oh well. Went on to escape yet again, and rain terror down upon Metrocity once more.”
“Always with the raining terror.” She raised her glass again, and washed down salty sandwich with the good red wine. “You never changed your tune.”
“I love singing in the rain of evil. You just need to remember to keep your handy umbrella of good above your head so you don’t drown in it.”
“Ahahaha.”
Megamind smiled before taking another sip of his wine. Oh this was the good stuff, Uncle Antonio knew what to suggest all right. He had soon finished his own sandwich and set his plate aside, settling back to look at Metro Woman quietly. It wasn’t often he just go to... well. Look at her, one on one like this. She really was beautiful, though he wasn’t all too keen on admitting it out loud to her.
She didn’t seem to notice. She was making short work of the spread of food, helping herself to some of everything, opening jars and experimenting with the contents. Her wine glass was empty next to her. Spotting this, Megamind reached for the bottle and held it up in a questioning manner. Seeing her nod, he poured her another glass before setting it back down besides him and went back to... well. Looking at her. The way her brown hair fell in thick, wavy waterfalls over her neck and back was lovely. He was glad she’d grown it out since in their youth the hair had been fairly short and cropped into a bowl cut. Her hair suited her much better long and wavy like this.
Course, he had liked her hair back then too. Giving a faintly embarrassed smile he forced himself to look away, and pick up some olives to eat.
She reached for the glass, and startled, frozen, staring into the park in surprise, as if she’d heard something. She looked back with an embarrassed expression, then gazed in horror at her wine glass. “Oops.” The stem was intact, but the foot of the glass had broken off entirely. “I... uh. Sorry.” She held the glass carefully, and picked up the broken piece.
Megamind blinked in surprise, and looked at the broken wine glass. “Oh.” he looked up at her and smiled faintly, “Well. S’no big deal, right?” not like it was a priceless piece of crystal or anything.
“I really didn’t mean to.” She frowned at the piece, then grinned up at him. “Want to see a magic trick?”
“Uh. Sure? As long as it doesn’t involve a pencil vanishing.” Megamind replied.
She took a sip from the glass, emptying it to halfway. “Not vanishing.” Then she held the broken part of the glass to the stem, and concentrated. Her laser vision turned on with precision, and she melted the two pieces of glass, before pressing them together. “Ta da.”
“Oh you show off.” Megamind laughed, setting his glass down in order to give her a small round of applause. “Very smart. Very clever. Anything else you can do with that laser vision that I don’t already know?”
“That would be telling,” she sniffed, and slowly let go of the base as it cooled. It took a little while. She sipped the now slightly warmer wine. “I think there are things you can do you’re not telling me, so it’s fair for a girl to keep some of her secrets.”
“Oh fine, if you have to see things like that.” he scoffed. Megamind looked at the picnic spread and was surprise to see just how much of it they had eaten so far. “...wow, we can really put it away can’t we?”
“That would probably be me.” She had the grace to look embarrassed. “Sorry.”
He grinned. “I’m just glad you enjoyed it. The whole... uh. Yeah. Everything.” huh boy, awkward memory flash back to her holding him at arms length like he was some kind of rabid animal or something. Flushing somewhat he picked up his empty plate and reached for the basket in order to put it away.
“I really have. Yes.” She smiled, and assisted in putting things away in the basket. Her wine glass was slightly crooked.
Megamind snorted when he saw how crooked it was, and gave her an amused grin. “Good job on that...” he said as he reached to take it from her. Like before, their fingers touched for the briefest of moments and he did his best not to overreact.
“I try to repair most of what I break myself. I’ve become a dab hand with plaster and paint.”
“Not so much with mechanical robots and creations of science, hm?” he asked, covering some dishes with their covers before putting them into the basket. “It would be against your code of good if you began fixing my things that you break.” Megamind smirked before standing up.
“You need to pay for your misdeeds.” Instead of standing up, Metro Woman lay down on the emptied blanket, on her back with her hands under her head, gazing at the stars above them. There might not be many stars, but there they were, twinkling away.
Megamind stared down at her, before peering up at the sky also. “...yeah well it’s all part and parcel isn’t it?” he asked, wanting to lay down beside her but he had stood up. He remained standing.
“Come down here. The view is... very nice.” She tilted her head to look at him.
Oh well. He was invited now. Megamind got down onto his knees before scooting forward and lay besides her on the grass, putting his hands on his stomach as he stared up at the sky with her.
“...hm. It is nice.” he admitted.
“Told you.” She gazed up at the sky. “So you just decided, age 14, to go up there and see what you could see?” She was harping on about this far more than he had expected.
He blinked and tilted his head so he could look at her. “Well. I was planning it for over a year and a half. But yeah. I went into space. Haven’t you?”
“I’m not good with the whole lack of atmosphere thing. It gets pretty... heady up there.” She blinked. “I rarely go higher than Metro Tower.”
Megamind rolled onto his side and supported himself on his elbow. “Oh but you must.” he said, “Despite how little I think of this planet and the people who run it, seeing it from high up really is beautiful.”
She tilted her head to look him in the eye. “I just... rarely seem to have the time. What with the city being so threatened all the time, and my parents estate to manage....” She smiled. “Rarely have a day to myself like this.”
“Excuses are for cowards.” Megamind said simply, before reaching up and actually poking her in the tummy. “You are no coward. What’s stopping you, right now, from just flying up there to see everything? I tell you.” he rolled backwards onto his back, looking up. “If I could fly I’d do it any time I wanted.”
“Oh.” She looked up, then looked over at him again. “I think I just thought of another magic trick.”
“My curiosity is piqued.” he replied, glancing back at her.
“I can safely assume you’re not afraid of heights.” She stood up, easily levitating as she went, and offered her hand to him. “Come look at the city with me.”
Megamind had an idea as to what she was getting to, and the bottom lip biting grin he was giving her answered her question without use of words. He was to his feet in seconds, and placing his hand in hers, still without speaking. This was too special to ruin it with words.
She tried to work out how to pick him up, and after both of them danced around each other for a moment, she picked him up with an arm under his knees and another arm around his back, and the ground just fell away from beneath them both.
He let out a sudden noise of surprise at how easily she flew, despite it being something he had experienced far too much of in the past. But usually by that point he was defeated, and at an all time low, and never put too much thought or notice into caring about how easily she could fly. Here, now, heart racing and eyes watching he watched the world fall away. All the while trying his best to focus soley on that and not on the fact her breasts were right there and the wind was blowing through the shirt she was wearing.
The trees of the park dropped below them almost immediately, and then they slowly rose above even the height of Metro Tower. She slowed down, and they both gazed for a moment at the carpet of lights.
In the distance, storm clouds were beginning to roll in from the East. Even so, above both the clouds and the two aliens now hovering so far up above Metro City, the stars twinkled with greater purpose. This high, the pollution and the lights of the city weren’t nearly as thick. Megamind lifted a hand and brushed some of Metro Woman’s hair out of his face, since it was whipping around a little in the wind. “What’d I tell you?” he asked quietly.
She was suddenly looking right into deep eyes, wells of green. “Tell me?”
“Beautiful.” Megamind replied just as quietly, though he was no longer looking down at the city beneath them.
“Yes, beautiful.” She gazed into his eyes, then leaned in, pulling him up to her face, to kiss him.
He shuddered a moan into the kiss. The arms he had been keeping carefully against his chest opened and wrapped around her as best he could at this angle. It wasn’t that workable but he wasn’t about to pull away from her to readjust his arms, that would be foolish. Eyes shut, wind whipping around him as well as her hair, he just submitted himself to the emotions, and the beauty of the moment.
It would have taken her a very long time to realise that they were still high above Metro City, but she heard something, and simply had to pull away for a moment. “Do you hear that?”
Megamind made an articulate ‘hur?’ noise, mind fogged and unclear. “What?” he asked, opening his eyes and blinking a few times in order to glance around to see who dare interrupt them.
“I think your dogs are barking.” She looked downward, over him. They looked down to see, far below, a row of Brainbots working to rise to their height, barking worriedly.
“...ugh.” Megamind grunted, looking down at the little cyborgs as they continued to bark like hyper chihuahuas with metal teeth and glowing brains. “They’re just jealous.” he paused, before looking back at her. “Uh. Not of the kissing, no more the fact I’m up here with you and they’re not here instead. They get jealous pretty fast.”
“I’m sure. Can you call them off?” She grinned at the flashing, barking machines. “They look rather worried.”
Megamind scoffed then called down. “DADDY’S FINE! STOP WORRYING. MINION’S IN THE CAR, GO TO HIM! GO ON, GO. I MEAN IT. GO TO MINION. CLARICE, THAT MEANS YOU TOO.”
The pink glowing Brain Bot whined like a can-opener as the blue Brain Bots began to obey daddy. It took a few more coaxes from Megamind for her to finally lower back down towards the park, still whining as she did.
“So. Where were... we....” She cuddled him closer to her.
“Somewhere here.” Megamind replied as he stroked his hand against her jaw gently before kissing her softly. Yes, softly. Not like before. She didn’t like any other kind, did she? He didn’t want to have a replay of what happened before ever again. And especially not this high above the city.
He was very gently running his hand down the side of her face and she pushed her head into the touch, before kissing him on the forehead. His hand somehow reached the back of her neck, his long fingers tangling in her hair, and he guided her into another kiss on the mouth.
She found herself rubbing his back, fingers finding every bone. His thin body arched against her her touch, and he made another one of those hungry little noises. It was a noise which she very much liked.
God, she was touching him, her touch was electrifying, warm, and made his nerves stand on end like nothing else had done before. The hand in her hair gripped a little more, as his other hand had somehow worked it’s way between them. It was pinned.
Then she felt his mouth open against her own, and whether he meant to or not, his tongue pressed up against her lips. She opened her mouth to his, and the warmth inside him seemed to flow through, like an opened circuit. He made another of those tiny sounds, and she pushed her hand under the back of his shirt.
Good touch was so hard to come across when you were the villain of the city. Knowing all too well the hand pressing up against his bare back was the same hand that had thwarted all of his plans, and had laid many a good punches to his jaw in the past, Megamind still found himself succumbing to the whirlwind of feelings that were engulfing his entire being.
Her mouth had always felt so soft during their kisses so far, the tender, shy things that they were. Yet, while still somehow pertaining that soft feeling, the kisses were feeling harder now. Even more so, when her tongue met his own and he felt like his heart stopped beating the instant that initial contact was made. The hand in her hair was now a balled fist. He opened it and sought out the back of her head and pulled her closer to him, or at least tried to.
His mouth tasted of the red wine they had been drinking, and was so very warm. Hot. She took her time, amazed he was letting her inside, then delightedly exploring inside his mouth. He wriggled, and froze, and wriggled again. His back was warm, and his legs occasionally kicked to give him more leverage to control the kiss. She felt dizzy, and tried to come up for air, realising they were slowly spinning.
He gave no indication that he had noticed or that he cared about their spin at this point. The way his tongue slid up against hers was keeping him far too occupied to care about silly things like directions and how they were flying up in the sky anymore. Megamind moaned hungrily into her mouth as the hand that had been pinned between them finally fought its way out and slid up her back, under her shirt.
At this she made a tiny moan, and pulled away from the kiss entirely for a moment, staring into his eyes. There was a moment of abject horror, as Megamind regretted being so forward as to push his hand into the back of her shirt, then she kissed him harder and he threw regrets to the wind. There was a very distinctive ripping sound, and the back of his shirt split upwards, almost to the collar.
The harsh wind now up against his bared back sent goosebumps over the exposed skin. He shivered, but didn’t dare stop to complain. It was only a shirt. Only an Italian silk shirt. This moment was far more important than money. This moment was priceless for the two of them and the ripping of some shirt wasn’t about to marr the moment at all.
The hand against her back pressed desperately close, feeling her firm, warm skin beneath his exposed fingers. His other hand, still lost in he hair, was well and truly tangled by now. It felt as though there was little to nothing that could interrupt them up here, high above the city streets and the people who occupied them.
That was, at least, until Metro Woman heard something.
She had, in the back of her head, been hearing something for some time. But it hadn’t really registered. They were sort of slowly tumbling through the sky, now, and she pulled out of the kiss and looked around worriedly.
“What?” Megamind pulled at her hair, trying to get closer into the warmth of the kiss again.
“I can hear something.” She gazed down over Metro City, frowning.
“Something...?” he asked, chest rising and falling whilst his face remained flushed violet.
“I think... over there.” She started charging through the sky towards her target, descending rapidly. “Duty calls.”
“But...”
His protests fell on deaf ears since he soon found himself standing on a building next to a tall billboard. He watched as the woman flew quickly out of sight, vanishing behind one of the many tall towers that made up Metro City. Megamind stood there for a few moments, slowly realizing how bitterly cold it was up here. It wasn’t helping matters that his shirt was ripped open at the back. Suddenly self conscious the blue man wrapped his arms around himself, and shut his eyes tightly.
God damn it.
She’d left him. She had actually put somebody else... “It’s her job.” he reminded himself. “She’s the good girl. She’s supposed to put the well-being of others above her own. And me.” he added angrily before lifting his wrist and pressed a button on his watch. “Brainbots?” Megamind asked, hoping his voice didn’t sound nearly as choked up as he thought it did. “Come get Daddy. Now.”
To be continued
Part 6