"Why not? It worked so well with Hal."
"I... I can't tell if you're being serious or not, but that is beside the point!" Megamind turned to face Roxanne. He put his hands on her shoulders and hunched down to slightly below her eye-level. "Hal didn't matter to me. He was just a way for me to deluge myself into thinking I had meaning again. You mean more to me than anyone... well, except maybe Minion... and I don't want to even imagine losing you."
Megamind widened his eyes and gave a little pout. Roxanne sighed and looked down. She tilted her head away from Megamind's. She glanced at him through the fringe of hair covering her eyes.
"Delude." She said with a half-smile.
Megamind pulled a few inches away from Roxanne. His left eyebrow also rose a few inches. He gave her his most adorable confused look.
"You didn't deluge yourself. You deluded yourself." Roxanne straightened her neck. She reached out and brushed her index finger across Megamind's cheeks.
"What's the difference? It doesn't change the fact that I'm not turning you into a superhero." Megamind dragged Roxanne's hand away from his cheek and lightly kissed her finger. They had this conversation at least once a week. He didn't get upset with Roxanne for asking anymore. He wished she would stop. Every time she brought up the topic, he would have nightmares at night.
What if he had not only given Hal super powers, but also super negative emotions? Roxanne had said over and over again that Hal, although extremely weird, had never seemed aggressive. He never tried to pursue Roxanne to the point of being a stalker either.
"...sir?" Megamind snapped out of his reverie. He looked at his ape-fish friend. "I said, there is something on our radar, sir." Minion repeated himself for probably the umpteenth time.
"Oh, goody!" Megamind clapped his hands together. He took striding steps and leaped into his commander's chair. It completed two 360 and one 180 degree turn before he grabbed on to his control panel.
While Megamind was busy with his sensors, Roxanne backed away and toward the exit.
Minion watched her go out of the corner of his eye. He had come in at a good time. Or rather, the bizarre blips on the screen had come in at a good time. He could see both sides of their argument, but he didn't want to get caught in the middle.
It all started after the Tighten fiasco. Ms. Ritchie decided she could help Sir out as a partner. Of course, Sir would have seen Ms. Ritchie as a sidekick at most, damsel-in-distress at least. When they were at Metro Man's hideout, Ms. Ritchie was serious about teaming up and going "gangsta" on Tighten. Minion supposed that's when the idea came to the forefront of Ms. Ritchie's mind.
Ms. Ritchie started asking Sir to give her super powers since the opening of his museum. She wants to help him; he thinks he'll be endangering her. The usual lovey-dovey stuff. Luckily for everyone, the only thing Metro City had to worry about since Tighten's defeat was the normal crime: robberies, murders, rape, underage drinking and porn-viewing. These were the easy things.
When Sir was a supervillian, he may not have been the most efficient person, but he instilled fear into people. Whether civilians were afraid of his complexion or big head instead of his villainous ways, Minion didn't know. In the denouement of Sir's "Evil Overlord" reign, Tighten came around. He was bad. He was badder than Sir. He had almost destroyed every thing. They had beaten him in under a day. Since then, everything had been calm in Metro City. Minion didn't think Ms. Ritchie would be in perilous danger if Sir did give her super powers.
But those bleeps could change all of that.