That's my second fanfic in English. I had so much fun writing that romantic story! I asked a friend to help me a bit to make sure my English was good enough to publish.
I don't own the charaters or anything from Dreamworks.
Life in Metro City was going well. After the reign of Titan, most people realised that Megamind wasn't the worst thing that could happen in their lives. The population was coming back, the buildings were being repared and the people felt relatively safe with their new hero. They could sleep at peace, knowing that everything was almost back to normal.
But not everyone was feeling so well. A few days after the big fight, Roxanne's co-workers began to notice that she was looking pale and tired. Even her sense of repartee wasn't as sharp as usual.
''Hey, Roxanne! You look terrible,'' commented Nancy, a fellow reporter next to her desk. ''Are you sick?''
''No. I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired. Don't worry'', answered Roxanne, with a weak smile. ''Seems like make-up is a good way to hide the marks under my eyes, but they couldn't hide my tiredness,'' thought Roxanne.
''Oh? Maybe you lack of sleep because of the passionate nights you have with your new boyfriend?'' ask her co-worker, half-joking.
''No. Not at all,'' replied dryly Roxanne, not wanting to talk about her personal life at work.
''If you say so,'' said Nancy going away, wondering if she should believe her or not.
Even Megamind, who was still euphoric with his first real victory, noticed that something was weird. But he didn't make jokes about it and tried to find out why she couldn't sleep. Roxanne gracefully eluded the answers, knowing that a simple kiss was enough to make him forget even his own name.
Wanting to know the truth no matter what, he decided to follow her discreetly during the daytime and to do some activities with her every evenings. To spend some time with Roxanne was a good way to find out what was wrong. It was also a good excuse to simply be with her. The first evening, he began searching her apartment to find clues to the problem but he got caught. She found him looking in her underwears's drawer, one of her bras in his hands, wondering what it was. She sent him home early, locking the door quickly behind him. Not happy with the fact that he didn't find any clues in her apartment, he rapidly found new ideas.