"I don't think this is such a good idea, after all," Megamind said, turning his head cautiously after another group of people walked past them.
It had already been two weeks since their agreement. Roxanne, after fourteen days of non-stop working and repealing any gossip considering her and Wayne Scott, had decided to finally take Megamind on a "date". She would have done so earlier, but was too tired with her new responsibilities.
"Oh, come on. You look great. Some social activities will do you good after all those years of isolation."
"Sure…" he answered with doubt in his voice, and once again checked his disguise in the shop's window.
Roxanne had coaxed him into using the old one, since it was the closest one to his actual look. Though it was still a shock to see him looking like that.
"Again, where are we going?" he asked her.
"To see a movie, and then to get some dinner. You know the drill."
"Oh, please, not the drill," he snorted with a smile and she punched his arm playfully.
"Very funny." But she couldn't help laughing anyway. "It won't be that bad. Here." She slipped her arm through his. "See, we just need to pretend how happy we are together and everything will be just fine. Trust me."
He blushed at her action, but nodded and winked. "Whatever you say, dear."
Roxanne chuckled and checked her watch. "We still have some time before the movie starts. And there's someone who's going to bite my head off unless she meets you."
"What?" His eyes grew wide as plates and his heart sunk. This wasn't part of the agreement, was it?
"Wow! Nice too meet you. I'm Lena!"
The three of them were in a corner coffee shop. Megamind had to agree with Roxanne; the red head was…really something.
"Um… hello?"
"So what's the plan for today?" Lena asked Roxanne.
"Standard, just so we could show ourselves together and maybe start some other rumors, final deconstruction of the previous ones."
The accountant had spotted someone in the crowd behind them and waved energetically. "Phil! Over here!"
"Who?" Megamind turned his head, and when he saw the man, he gulped. "Roxanne…we better go now," he said with a warning.
"What? Why?"
Lena's boyfriend walked over to their table and welcomed Lena. "Hey, honey."
"Hey, listen this is Roxanne and her boyfriend… What's your name again?"
"Oh, look at the hour! It was nice to meet you, Phil, Lena, but Roxanne and I need to go, now, or risk being late for the movie, so…bye!" The action was quick. Megamind practically dragged Roxanne out of the joint.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked him, worried.
"I assume you haven't met that guy before?"
"No, why?"
"Nothing, let's just go and see the movie, okay?"
The atmosphere after that was quite heavy at first, but once the movie began, Megamind relaxed and once again they could enjoy their fun.
After the movie, Roxanne raised an important question.
"So what is your name? What should I call you?" she asked on their way to dinner. "Because I seriously doubt that your real name actually is 'Megamind'."
"And you're right. It was one of the nicknames given to me by my prison uncles," he said with a light smile.
"So…?" she inquired further.
"It's Kher'than."
"Okay… So, Ker… Kher… How do you say it again?" It was harder than she thought.
He laughed.
"Kher'than."
She repeated it a couple of times until she got it perfect.
"I like your name," she said, making him blush even more.
"Thank you."
The rest of the evening they talked about random things; his inventions, her work and their hobbies.
Finally he walked her to her apartment building.
"That was a nice, pretended, date," he said, letting go of her hand reluctantly.
"Yes, it was," she admitted, looking at her feet. Why was this so embarrassing? And did it just get warmer all of a sudden?
Suddenly Megamind reached for her hand and kissed it, with a slight bow.
"Good night, Miss Ritchi."
Her cheeks were a formidable substitute for a traffic light.
"G-Goodnight… Kher'than."
He walked away, and she had to wait a couple of seconds until she had enough will power to go upstairs. What a day!
What was I thinking! ARGH! Bad idea! Bad, bad idea! If he'd been able to, he would have personally kicked himself for that little stunt. She said, pretend! Pretend! For God's sake! Not that he minded if they would go past pretending, but still… What if someone saw them? … Well, basically that was the purpose of it in the first place. But he had so little time left… She obviously didn't mind him at all… He slapped himself.
"Snap out of it!" he said to himself, as he climbed back up into his hideout. "Just play it cool and everything is going to be just fine… I hope."
"You know, talking to yourself is a bad sign."
Megamind screamed, surprised. "Wha…! Oh, it's you."
"Good evening, Megamind," Phil Coulson greeted the alien. "I hope the date was enjoyable."
"Yes, it was. And how did you get in here? Where's Minion?"
"You fish friend is in the kitchen, making tea. And it was you who granted me this pass in here, remember?"
"Oh, right. What do you want?"
"Section 7 sent me to check on you. And we would like to buy one of your inventions."
"As you can see, I'm still alive. Which one?"
The men talked for a moment. Section 7 was Megamind's best client. They were the ones who kept him out of the government medical facilities, thanks to Metro City's Prison Warden, who had connections there.
"Is that all?" the blue alien asked, after the contract was signed.
"Hmm. Yes, I think so. Oh, yes. Congratulations. I hope this time you can work things out with Miss Ritchi. The USA would suffer greatly without your intellect."
"Yeah, like you care."
The day's balance: could have been worse.
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