Ollo Megamind fandom! Before you say anything, NO. As said earlier, my story "The last kidnap, then nothing" is not ended. I'm still working on it! But I simply couldn't get this out of my head! Urgh!
Anywhales, I'm giving creddit to setenpre-set who wrote a story called "Percussion Strings Winds Words", and in there (s)he said once that: "He's having to consider flat-out locking them in a closet together in the hopes that that will finally do the trick and- good god, Wayne is in too deep with this; he feels like his mother watching a pair of sope opera characters"
And that just gave me this idea! So here ya go, fella Megamind shippers!
Please give me feedback on what you think, what you want them to say/do, questions of any sort ect. Feel free to laugh or hate as you wish!
So. This is how it's going to end, is it?
In a closet, in the dark?
Because, surely, he won't bring him any food. If he first of decides to lock his enemy up in a fucking closet, he won't want to give him food, because that means he'll die faster, right?
And it's so dark, so lonely inside of here.
For once, he wished that he had said yes to Minion about that GPS shit he wanted to implant on him. But now, how could that fantastic fish find him? His comunication device was taken away. His clothes had been changed. Was that so the spikes would be gone, just so he could suffer a tougher death?
He didn't know.
He didn't know where he was.
But he did know, that he actually didn't want to die. At least not like this! If he was going to die, it was fighting Metro Man (that bastard), and die an epic death whilst Roxanne would be watching.
How could he be able to end it like that now?
How, he asked himself, how am I gonna get out'a here? Because, of course, he had tried everything.
He was a genius after all.
Kicking, hitting, yelling, pleading, threaten, and now his knuckles were bloody. It wasn't even a closet of wood, it was of cement. He was able to find the door, sometimes. But he couldn't get out, never. It was probably locked.
How long had he been here? Nah, not long. Maybe two hours? But he already felt horrible, oh, so horrible.
Would he get food? Would he be able to go to the toilet? Would he get water? Oh, that would be a great way of killing someone, giving them water but no food nor toilet.
He had lost his senses for a long time ago, when he for the first time in something that seemed forever, heard sound outside of the cement.
He rose from his spot on the floor.
(There had been a carpet ish thing glued to the floor, but it was impossible to rip of. Anyhow, it was actually kinda comfortable)
What he heard was… sounds of struggling, and a voice he knew very well.
Oh, how many times hadn't he bantered with that voice. He knew it very well, indeed, he had plucked the tones from each other and studied them, and he loved it throughout and completly.
So great of him! Yeah, go ahead, bring your girlfriend over here so you can mock me together.
But then he could hear the words.
«Wayne! Let me down, what are you doing?! Wayne Scott, put me down immediatly!» she cried. Roxanne?
«Hey, Roxie, listen, I need this to be done, okay? I assure you, everything will be fine and you will survive this.» Another voice cooed. Metro Man? Wayne?
His thoughts got lost when the closet door opened. It wasn't open for long, however. The light from outside were gone in the blink of an eye. And when it was closed, there was another person inside of said closet, together with him.
«Wayne!» she shrieked. «Let me out immeditatly! I know you used superspeed and I heard the lock! I AM A REPORTER! YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU DON'T IMMEDIATLY LET ME GO!» She trailed of in the end, still whisper screaming though. And then silent sobs filled the room. «Wayne? Are you there? Why do you do this to me?» she whispered silently.
Megamind took a step forward in the small closet. There were barely enough space for the two of them. They were lucky that the idiot at least had left them air.
He was confused. What the fuck was she doing here? Why the fuck had he locked her up? With him? Maybe the best way was asking her, he thought. Even if it sounded as she didn't know, you'll never be too sure.
However, when he moved, she suddenly got aware of him.
«Who's there?» she snarled. Megamind retreated quickly. Maybe not so smart poking the angry she-lion with a stick.
Never a smart move.
«Please, don't hit me!» he shrieked as fast as possible. Normally he would take anything just fine, but he was. Stuck. In a closet. With Roxanne. And he knew she had a good right hook. She could probably kill him pretty fast if she wanted to. He didn't have any weapons, after all.
«I can't, you idiot!» she snarled again. Then, surprisingly, her voice softened with confuseness and hope. «Wait… Megamind?» she whispered.
He let out a nervous laugh. «That- that's me!» he said and widened his arms. Now she knew it, too.
«Do you mind… help me a lil, here?» she asked carefully. He frowned. What could she need help with? They were stuck here, he knew, he had tried, and he was stronger then he looked.
«I assure you, Miss Ritchi, that there are no way out. I'm bleeding, I've tried that hard. I wish I could at least get you out of here, but I can't.» he murmured and scratched his neck. At least, he was allowed to keep a collar.
She laughed again, more genuin this time.
«Oh, no, Megamind. I'm blindfolded. And, uh… Metro Man has tied me up too» she explained. Ah. Well, that would make things easier. «And just for your information, he has no idea what he's been doing. Oh, and, are you okay? It needs to be tough before it hurts you. Is it Wayne that has done this?»
He smiled relieved that she was only blindfolded. Or… «Of course, Miss Ritchi. I am fine, I just tried to hard to break down the walls. He didn't hurt you, did he?» Megamind asked as he made his shaky way over at her feminin body. He quickly found the knots, and yeah, she was right. Wayne was crappy at this. He loosened them with almost only a twist of his wrist.
«No, he didn't. But he spoke of 'How great it will be when you finally see what I see' and 'You'll survive, of course you will. Water, food, toilet, but you wont live until you've figured it out'. I wonder what he meant?» she asked. Silently, she cursed under her breath. Megamind made his way in front of her again, barely being able to move in the tiny closet. Slowly and carefully he streched after her blindfold, and napped it off of her. She blinked. He couldn't make out more then her figure in the dark, and a small hint of blue light from her eyes.
Megamind looked at his hands. They were long, narrow, diferent. And so absolutley, they were blue. He could even see the blue colour in the dark. Not good. Now she would be reminded every minute that she was. Trapped. Innside. A closet. With a blue alien. How funny!
«I'm sorry you have to go through this, Roxanne» he whispered to his hands. Plain seconds later he felt something warm wrap around him, a warm body close to his.
«Oh Megamind» Roxanne sighed as she helt him close. Slowly, as if to give her time to retreat, he wrapped his arms around her.
Maybe this time wouldn't be so bad after all.