Minion walked Roxanne back to her 'room' and after returning to Megamind, he placed his hands on his hips.
"Sir, that was very rude of you!" the fish huffed.
"I know," Megamind muttered, putting his tools in order. He'd lost any interest in the machine now.
"She's just found herself in a situation out of a book and you treat her like a medieval tyrant! Locking the poor thing away!" Minion continued his speech.
"In a very comfortable room…" the blue alien added mostly to himself, since Minion simply ignored him.
"She's shocked and most likely hungry! How long has she been here, anyway?"
"Few hours…"
"Her family must be worried! It's the 21st century, sir! They'll be looking for her! And just how are you going to keep her here?"
Megamind groaned, gripping the base of his nose. Minion was such a pill sometimes…
"I know…" he sighed. "Fine, invite her to dinner. I'll think what to do next."
"Sir, I must remind you that this was your idea. You should think of ways to make her actually like you, rather than make her hate you…"
"Minion! I know! I said fine. Go invite her to dinner." Megamind was desperate to finish this conversation. Best friend or not, this he really wanted to end this.
"No. You go and invite her. I'll go prepare the dinner." The fish left the room, still irritated. "And you need to apologize to her!" he called back over his shoulder.
The blue man hit his forehead with his palm and dragged it down his face. Truth to be told, he felt bad about that outburst. Roxanne had every right to be angry. And Minion was right. It was the 21st century… He needed to think of something, before people would start to miss the reporter.
He knocked on the door.
"Roxanne?"
"Go. Away." Roxanne couldn't believe this. He'd just treated her like his… his... prisoner, and now he dared to come knocking on her door?
Megamind grimaced. That nosey girl! Somehow his regret turned into irritation. He came here with all good intentions and she dared to answer with this tone? Okay, stay cool. Control yourself; don't make it any worse…
"I thought, that… you might be hungry," he said slowly, clenching his jaw. "So I thought you might like to have dinner…with me."
"No thank you!" she shouted through the door. "I'm not hungry!"
But then her stomach grumbled. She blushed, thankful for the fact he was on the other side of the door and couldn't hear.
"Fine!" he hissed. "Then stay there, for all I care."
He stormed down the corridor towards his bedroom, huffing and puffing and muttering something to himself about stubborn, nosey women and how life was unfair. He didn't even noticed Minion when he passed.
Seeing his master like that, Minion shook his fishy body in a displeased manner. Sighing, he went back to the kitchen. Hopefully Miss Ritchi would change her mind until the meal was ready…
Megamind slammed the door behind him and threw himself on the bed, laying still for a second, then abruptly changed position from lying on his stomach to lying on his back.
Who was he kidding? Roxanne was gorgeous; she had beautiful brown hair, and that beauty spot, and her freckles were simply adorable. And those wonderful curves on her body… Saying she was beautiful was an understatement, in his opinion. While he was…he was…alien to her. There was no way he could make her fall in love with him…
It was…sad, to say the least. And ironic. People say that one can die because of love, while he was going to die because he couldn't find it… His kind were super geniuses, but they were also super emotional, far more than humans. One needed another to calm their longing hearts; each needed to join in union of soul, mind and body with someone else. Someone who they could love and cherish.
His parents left him a message. Once he turned twenty the clock will start ticking until his twenty-fifth birthday, when his heart will no longer be able to bear the loneliness and burst. Or he could save himself and find someone who would love him back.
When he found out about this, he thought: What the heck! Who cares? ...But a few months passed, and the pain in his chest told him otherwise. He observed humans joined in pairs, holding hands, being happy and that voice in his head said: I want that too.
He knew he could not enter the society being blue and bald, and his charismatic and fantastic personality was not enough to woo a girl no matter what they said. So he had to build his disguise generator first. Once that was completed he designed his 'human look', putting a lot of effort into those holograms. He tried to make the 'mask' as close to his actual body structure and face shape.
The dates went on, but most of the girls he met were so…dull. Talking about fashion, celebrities; nothing that caught his eye for more than a few seconds. Some were more interesting; he dated three or four of them for a few weeks, but soon they broke up for various reasons. None of them knew his real form.
But then…then he met Jillian. His sweet Jillian. She was a social worker, helping the poor and the homeless. She was funny, cheerful, understanding, and compassionate. He thought that she was it. That he had finally found her.
Megamind wanted to reveal himself to her on their first anniversary. A year after they met. He was so sure she was the one. He prepared (with Minion's help) a romantic dinner. Everything went so well… He asked her if she loved him. And she said 'yes'.
"Would you love me even if I was…someone else?" he asked her.
"What are you trying to say, silly?" Jillian chuckled. "That you're James Bond?"
He chuckled with her. But then went silent with nervousness. "No, I'm not." Then he told her how much he loved her, that he would do anything for her, that she meant everything to him. She also became a little bit nervous. What was he trying to say? He asked her not to scream, he closed the curtains and…he deactivated the watch. She inhaled sharply; her eyes grew wide, her hand wandered to her mouth pressing on them so she wouldn't scream.
He explained everything, constantly assuring her how much he loved her. She remained silent, averting her eyes down as she sat on the couch. She was breathing quickly, her hands shaking.
"Get out," she said slowly.
"Jill…" he almost begged her. Then she snapped. She shouted at him about how much he'd tricked her, how he dared to make her fall in love with him, when he was…a thing! Even though she didn't move an inch from the sofa, he felt as if she'd slapped him.
"You said everyone deserved to be happy…" he said slowly.
"I meant humans," she hissed. "With other humans. Not beings like…like you!"
He left, ordering Minion to wipe all of Jillian's memories considering this night. The next day he called her, telling her that he was breaking up with her. After that he never saw her again.
And then there was Roxanne… He met her during a party one of Jillian's friends had organized, while they were still a couple. The two of them had decided to meet directly at the party and she was late. The alien waited for her, and somehow started a discussion with the younger sister of one of the hosts – Roxanne. She reminded him a bit of Jill, but unlike her, Roxanne was stubborn and open in stating and defending her opinion. That night she definitely caught his attention, though not his heart. Not yet.
He met her twice after his 'break up' with Jillian. Both encounters had somehow lifted his mood; the brunette always seemed so sparkly to him; the whole world was a mystery to her, but it was a mystery she wanted to discover and show others. It was that third meeting when he realized he'd fallen for her. A year after Jill had broken his heart, and Roxanne had managed to heal it. But he was scared. Too scared to let anyone hurt him like Jill did, convinced that the second time would most likely kill him.
So he removed himself from the society, cut ties with humans he once knew and secluded himself completely into the abandoned theatre. Hoping that death would be much kinder than life. But he still invented; it was the only thing that kept him alive. He filled the whole building with machines and sold some from time to time. As the time went he thought; what to do with the rest of them? What would happen to them once he was dead? He knew he should dismantle most of them…but there was that stubborn, irrational part of him which insisted that he would live.
And now, a year after his seclusion, there was Roxanne… The curious, spit-fire Roxanne. Was the world giving him a second chance?
Sighing deeply, he got up and left the bedroom. What was the point in brooding for the whole day? Besides…he was getting hungry.
Here it is the chapter two. Megamind is so angsty here... He needs a hug.
So review! Each review is like a hug for our favourite blue alien!