This challenge comes from QueenofAlices: write a drabble of 100 word each day, for 30 days. Those are the English versions of the 10 first drabbles I wrote in French. I didn't count the words, I just translated them to help people getting away from Google who says that Megamind can be translated by Harry Potter...
And I did used that tool to translate easily my fanfics. But I made some corrections, so they should make sense. ^_^,
I don't own Megamind. But I do own bamboo sheets.
Time
Megamind had a hectic day and yet he still had enough energy and ideas to deal with his inventions. His last one had caused him some difficulties and using Minion's help had proved invaluable. He could now focus all alone on the rest of the task. He did not hear the hesitant steps behind him and jumped when someone called his name in a whisper. Behind him, Roxanne looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"You have one minute?" implored the journalist.
"For you I'll always have the time," he answered, dropping his tool.
Cherry blossom
"Minion, I can't find Roxanne's gift! "cried Megamind , searching everywhere.
"It's normal, sir. I hid it,"answered the fish.
"What? Why did you do that?"
"Because otherwise, you will eat them all within a few minutes."
"I know how to control myself, Minion! "
"Not in front of a box of forty-eight Cherry Blossom, sir."
"Minion! Give them to me immediately! Their crunchy chocolate, their sweet syrup, their cherries ..." drooled Megamind.
"No, sir. But I am willing to give you one right now,"Minion said, handing him a small box.
Megamind took the box and walked aways, fulminating.
History
"I had a nightmare," moaned a little boy with blue skin, looking at an old man in the cell opposite, with his big green eyes.
"It happens sometimes, Bugsy. You want me to tell you a story to help you get back to sleep?"
"A story?"asked the child.
"No one ever told a story to fall asleep?"
"No."
"Often, I told stories to my son. But that was long ago. Do you know the tale of the Ugly Duckling?"
The child, curious, shook his head, clutching his fish.
"Once upon a time ..."
Rain
Megamind was sitting in his false observatory. He was watching the rain falling through an opening. The droplets were collapsing around his feet and illuminated under the light of the computers. The sky was dark as that fateful night where Roxanne had discovered the truth. He felt that this had happened in another life. Yet only a few months had passed since that moment. There was only a vague recollection of rejection and loneliness. They had made new memories together in the rain. Tonight would be no exception, as he drew his sweet Roxanne close to him.
Sword
"Ah! Minion! My plan had failed again,"Megamind whimpered, collapsing in on his leather chair.
"As usual," muttered the fish, which received a dark look from his boss.
"All our efforts are like trrying to cut water with a sword," resumed the villain, when an idea strucked him.
"I know! I will create one of those lightsabers that cut everything! "And he sprang to his workshop, Minion on his heels.
"Sir, I think that science is impossible."Megamind ignored him.
The following times proved that once again, Minion was usually right.
Iris
On a blue background and framed by jet black lashes, his irises shone like peridots on a piece of azure silk. After each blink, his acidic pupils reappeared, enhancing his alien character. Every line, every spot, ranging from emerald green to yellow citrine, were capturing light in ways as unique and fascinating as their owner. His deep and expressive eyes, vibrant with a burst of intense energy seemed as bright as the soul and brain of the man looking at her.
Roxanne knew she could never help but love this glance so unique.
Bamboo
Roxanne opened her eyes. She was in an unfamiliar place. She remembered a live report, followed by an explosion. Then, nothing. She felt pain everywhere, but since all her limbs were moving, she had nothing broken.
She looked around her. The decor made it clear she was in Megamind's room. She put her hands on the covers, soft, dark and comfortable. The fabric, like silk, slipped through her fingers.
"What is this material?" she wondered, aloud.
"It's bamboo," said Megamind, visibly relieved. "Welcome to my lair."
Dreamer
Dreaming is available and costs nothing, even for an supervillain alien. Megamind had often dreamed of victories, reconnaissance and love. He wanted to have a family, some friends, Roxanne's affection and hair as Metro Man.
But this had always been pipe dreams, too good and too big to really believe in them. When he became a hero, all those impossible desires had come true, leaving room for new goals, new opportunities, all achievable.
Only one of his dreams didn't become reality: he was still bald!
Shooting star
The Milky Way lit up the sky. Far from the city, in the middle of nowhere, Megamind and Roxanne were looking at the stars, lying on a warm blanket.
"It is so beautiful," murmured Roxanne.
"Yes. There are no words to describe such beauty, except perhaps your first name," whispered her lover.
Roxanne blushed at the compliment, when a shooting star crossed the sky.
"Oh! A shooting star! " she cried. "Hurry! Make a wish!"
Megamind turned to his beloved and smiled tenderly.
"I have everything to be happy. A star will not make any difference."
Rice
Crack!
"Again!," exlaimed Minion.
"Ahahah!" Megamind bursted.
"Boss, stop making fun of me," said the disappointed fish.
"But ... ahah ... Minion ... this is too funny!"
"It's not my fault that it's so hard to hold the sticks without breaking them. I like this plan to eat at an Asian restaurant, but I'll ask a fork to the server. "
"No! Don't do that! "
"But I'm hungry! I want to my shrimps rice! "
"Killjoy! Tonight, I'll make metal sticks for you. But in the meantime here's a new pair in wood, "laughed Megamind.
