I've just started a Megamind fanfiction (obviously, you moron). Yeah... I just started this and I'm hoping for some feedback. I intend for it to be a story about the super secret love between Megamind and Bernard. (Don't give me that look, you know it happened) XD
Anyway, I'd love some feedback!
My name is Bernard. No one ever remembers my last name, so I won't even bother. I'm Bernard. I was born to a normal family in a normal suburban neighborhood, and everything was always so normal, except for me. My mother lived at home, cooking and raising my younger sister and me. She could bake the most phenomenal things, but what was more phenomenal about her, was how painfully stereotypical she was. I swear, if you can imagine a stay at home mother, you already know everything you'd ever need to know about her. My father was a lot of the same… when I saw him, that is. He worked hard to keep us in house and home and did only the things that one would expect a typical father to do. I went to school every morning and my mother would make me the most phenomenal lunch and my father would have just left for work and not a single thing ever changed. School was as bland as it always is and I excelled in academics.
My peers never ceased to amaze me academically in their absolute lack of interest and ability. Where I could spend hours researching quantum physics, they would rather spend our breaks pummeling me with dodge balls. It was all so painfully cliché, and if I may repeat myself, normal.
That's why as soon as I graduated, I moved to Metro City. Metro City was big and beautiful and from one day to the next, nothing stayed the same. Every day was new and challenging and nowhere near the dreaded, hideously awful, normal. I was content there, working regularly and spending nights studying late in my apartment by the sounds of the bustling of life. I was content, but something was missing. Sure, I had gotten away from my home and my peers, but I still hadn't really felt that something that keeps people going. People always talk about their passions, but I was never a passionate person. I was content at best, and that was that. That is, until he made his grand entrance.
It started (relatively) small. I had just left work and was walking back to my apartment when I saw a newspaper stand with an image of some kind of robot and some blue thing. I was intrigued and walked closer to discover that there was in fact a robot on the cover and the suspicious blue thing was the most incredible creature I had ever seen. He looked almost human, but also so much more, glowing a bright unapologetic blue. The headline read, A "VILLAIN" ARRIVES IN METRO CITY. His picture smiled up at me, seemingly proud of the headline above his tiny blue face. I handed the vendor a twenty for the paper, uninterested in the change and walked down the street and in to a new chapter of my life.
From that point on, my life revolved around this remarkable creature. He called himself "Megamind" and prided himself in being the greatest villain of all time. He had my vote. He was brilliant and confident and all in all, the most extraordinarily strange thing to ever land on the face of this horribly simple planet. He strode down the streets of my city in his newest contraptions, destroying buildings left and right and never ceasing to waggle his long bony fingers indignantly in the face of our city's hero. He was a challenge to everything that ever was and ever will be "normal" and I adored him for it.
