Hey, I'm back! I haven't written in a while because I was trying to think of how I'm mapping out this story (and procrastination), but I got the third chapter up now, even though it is just a short little chapter. Thanks for all the great reviews! And before I forget...

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Megamind or characters associated with it, even though I really wish I did!


"And as it turns out," Roxanne said to the camera, "Megamind's 'genius' plot just ending in another glorious failure, with his Death Ray not going off at all after 'technical difficulties'. And wrapping up with tonight's report, fifteen-year-old, Claudia L. Shannon, from our very own Metro City, had won the Junior National Spelling Bee last Friday. Congrats, Claudia! And wrapping up with your 11 o'clock news, is Roxanne Ritchi, reporting live, from outside Channel 8 studios."

Roxanne gestured to her sloppy cameraman to stop recording. So, Hal, waking up from his fantasy with the beautiful reporter before him, did so.

"Thanks, Hal," Roxanne politely said, like she always did.

"No problem, Roxie," he replied with a suggestive wink.

With that, Roxanne turned quickly in the opposite direction to go home. She had to think everything through. Well, after what had just happened at an earlier time that day, she needed to go back to her apartment and relax. Away from everything and everyone and just think.

However, Hal stopped her in her tracks, like always, "Hey, wait, Roxanne. I was thinking that maybe you'd want to come over my place this Thursday. I'm throwing a party and it's gonna be, like, off the hook. I mean, I rented a DJ, ordered a bouncy house, made a gallon of dip, it's gonna be sick!"

"Thanks, Hal, but I really need to think some things through and don't wanna be around a crowd of people," she tried to decline as respectfully as she could. He was always trying to invite her out somewhere or over to his house for something odd, and she always said no. She really did feel bad for the guy, though. He didn't have any friends, he hasn't accomplished much, and he just wasn't that good-looking, and some of it wasn't his fault. She couldn't help it, though. She just was not interested in doing anything social with him; she had other things to do.

"Oh, that's the best part! It'll just be like you and me."

Roxanne looked at him, trying to hide the fact that she was really creeped out by this kid, because who invites someone to a 'party' and then only plans on inviting one person? Only Hal. She eventually responded, "I'm sorry, Hal, but-"

"I did hire a wedding photographer. That's just in case we were, like, something crazy happened, and we wanted a picture of it like, maybe, we should have this for, like, ever."

Roxanne looked at him with complete repulse but tried to snap out of it quickly and said, "Sounds tempting, but, I'll have to pass."

"So,Thursday? Yes on Thursday? Soft yes on Thursday."

With that, Roxanne just continued on, walking to her yellow scooter. Once she got to the lemon-coloured motor scooter, she rode it all the way to her apartment, which was not very distant; it was only about 8 blocks away.

She remembered when she had gotten this scooter. Her mom had given it to her on her 16th birthday, since she could not afford a car. She used to use it almost every day. Then, adulthood came around, and she used taxicabs, and then the reporting van when she could; a scooter looked childish. However, she still used it occasion if she didn't have the money for a taxi or just wanted some exercise, and today she just wanted to burn off her stress while, conveniently, burning calories.

She arrived at the front of her apartment building and greeted Carlos, her doorman, who she was fond of in a sort of distant friend/close acquaintance way. He returned that with a "Hello, Miss Ritchi. How are you today?"

"Ah," she breathed in, "I could be better. But, it could always be worse, so.."

"I see. One of those days. Whatever the case may be, I hope you feel better, Miss Ritchi."

"Thank you, Carlos. I appreciate it," she said, while walking through the doors. She then elevated to the 9th floor, where her apartment was located.

When she walked into her apartment, number 903, she took in a deep breath of her air-conditioned paradise. After all that took place today, it was good to be home.


So... did you like it? Reviews are appreciated! Oh, and, yes, I put in Carlos, for those Megamind fans who remember his name! I have plans for him... And yes, I put in the yellow scooter for those REAL Megamind fans who know what I'm talking about. Oh, and since (kinda) theme songs are becoming common to give to chapters, consider this chapter's theme to be "The Creep" by The Lonely Island, since Hal's such a weirdo. Well, review, please! Hoped you enjoyed it! Look forward to Chapter 4! :D