I suppose for this chapter you might like to listen to Breaking Benjamin - Had Enough;

"It is his capacity for self-improvement and self-redemption which most distinguishes man from the mere brute" Aung San Suu Kyi

Marie watched the debate at Elizabeth's place with an amused and slightly sad smile.

"Smug little bastard did it…"

"Who did what?" Elizabeth came into the living room with cups of tea and gave one to her younger sister.

"Megamind." The blond woman chuckled. "And as always, with style… That creep Hal didn't know what hit him… I warned him, but I suppose idiots are born, not made…"

"So what's happening there?" The black haired sister looked at the screen with little idea of the situation.

"Right now? They're trying to accuse Roxanne of co-working with Megamind all this time," she snorted.

"You don't believe that?"

"Nope. She's just not the type to do that, and she would never hurt Wayne; they're almost like a family… Which reminds me… Liz, do you hate me?"

Marie looked at her older sister, waiting for answer. Elizabeth was perplexed by that sudden question, but quickly composed herself.

"Apart from the fact that you can sometimes be a manipulative bitch… no, I don't hate you."

"Really? I thought that by now, you would be genuinely disgusted with me."

"Now, that's a different story. But you are my little, overconfident, super smart sister. Even if you get on my nerves sometimes…" She noticed the unamused look on Marie's face. "Okay, most of the time we stick together, right?"

"Even if they put me in prison for what I did?"

Elizabeth gave it a quick thought and said. "Well, on the other hand…"

Both sisters looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Okay, it seems that you got over the fact that you got dumped pretty quickly," Elizabeth noticed.

Marie turned off the TV; she would read about the event in tomorrow's newspaper.

"Actually I didn't. I'm still trying to focus on something else so I don't start crying. I hate crying." She bit her lower lip. "It's for weaklings… Right now I'm going through Fibonacci numbers…"

"Sometimes crying is good. It helps to clear your karma," Elizabeth pointed out.

"Yes, talk to me about all that yoga stuff…" the blond woman snapped bitterly with a sarcastic tone. "I'm sure it'll help me."

"You never know."

Marie sent her one of her best 'bitch, please' looks.

"Okay, maybe not…" the older sister sighed. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Shut myself in a freaking mouse hole and let the world forget about me." The younger one took a sip of her tea and stared blankly into space.

They sat in silence for a while, until Elizabeth spoke.

"So what changed?"

"Hmm?" Marie jerked her head in the direction of her sister, startled by the sudden sound of her voice. Elizabeth noticed that her eyes were slightly redder than before and a wet trail trickled down her cheek. The blond woman quickly wiped the solitary tear and answered. "I just… thought things through…" It was obvious that Marie was trying to skip the subject.

"So, if you did that thinking, maybe you should go to Wayne and apologize?" Liz tried another approach.

"Oh, and say what?" The younger Harrison slammed her cup down with a loud angry clank, spilling most of the tea and almost breaking the china. "Shit." She felt the hot liquid on her jeans and quickly grabbed the napkin to clean herself off. Her older sister watched her silently. "I mean, what's the point? I'll go to him and beg on my knees for him to forgive me?"

She threw the napkin on the floor and spread her arms, gesticulating frantically. She started to pace the room, biting her nail, ignoring tears in her eyes.

"I've screwed up! I'd rather die alone than make myself look pathetic!"

"You wouldn't look pathetic. Yes, he might not forgive you immediately, but it would be a start." Liz suggested. "It's not high school anymore."

"Oh screw it!" Marie suddenly screamed. "I promised myself that I would never let anything or anyone get in my way and ruin me! And now look at me! I'm exactly like that…bitch…Ann Smith!" She took a deep breath and fell back into the armchair. "I don't want to end up in trailer, with six children and Nascar fanboy husband named Bob."

"Now, you won't end up like that," Elizabeth assured her

"You think?" Marie looked up on her.

"Yes, I think you'll end up alone with six Alsatians dogs eating up your dead body," Liz nodded convinced.

Marie chuckled. "Thanks, sis."

"Don't mention it. And just between us, her husband is named Andrew, he's a painter and likes hockey. They have one child; a son. Little bastard looks like his mummy and acts like her." The black haired woman snorted.

"How do you know?" the younger sister asked surprised.

"I've met her few weeks ago in grocery store," Liz informed her.

"Ah…"

"What I'm trying to say is Wayne is no high school jock and there's no Ann Smith to manipulate him out of your hands," the older sister tried once again.

"I did that myself, thank you very much," Marie said sarcastically

"Because you're oversensitive and clingy," Liz pointed out again. "You think that once you grasp something you should raise all defenses and prepare for the world to full charge at you to take it away from you by force. That's why you're acting ahead of yourself and…" Liz waved her hand, "do stupid things. But it's not high school anymore."

"I know… It's just… Suddenly the whole world was looking at me, they pried, bothered me from the sun rise to sunset. They wanted to know everything. I couldn't take a step without them following. I felt like an animal in a cage. I had to do something to get them off my case. Anything, before I would snap and…probably end up in asylum."

"What about Wayne? Did you tell him anything?"

"No. You know me. I hate being hopeless, and when I'm hopeless I close in on myself and try to solve everything on my own… And I did…for good…" she hugged herself. "I wish Mum and Dad were here… Maybe I wouldn't be so…bitchy and evil…"

"Now, you're not evil. You just wanted to be alone with the man you love, though you picked the worse man for that…since as Metro Man he's quite popular…"

"Quite? Are you nuts? The whole female population of Metro City is drooling over him. Shit! Do you even realize what kind of looks I was receiving after the announcement? They were looking at me like I was stealing him away from them. When I tried to buy anything for the wedding and a woman was behind the counter, the things I wanted were broken or were 'out of stock', even if a moment after me came another woman and bought it!" She took a deep breath. "I sometimes thought that they were this close to lynching me on a street! Do you have any idea how I felt?" Marie was once again on her feet, pacing the room and gesticulating furiously.

"No. But…wasn't Roxanne considered his 'girlfriend'?"

"She was a celebrity! She was labeled the same as he was. It was okay for them to be together. Me? I was a nobody! The only person during that announcement who knew me was Megamind, because he knows everyone on the science field!" She stopped pacing and grabbed the back of her armchair, trying to get herself some kind of rest and sighed. "It was too much pressure… I never dealt with so much pressure before…" She stood up right again, running a hand through her hair. "A month of that and I had enough. I needed them to find something better. Blackmailing Megamind at that time seemed like the best choice… I think I went a bit overboard with it, didn't I?"

"A little bit, yeah," Liz agreed, smiling.

"At least he worked it through," Marie said to herself, thinking about Megamind and Roxanne. Somehow she couldn't help but smile, thinking about the pair and feeling incredibly jealous at the same time.

"And you saw your mistakes," Elizabeth said with hope.

"A little too damn late," Marie sighed, and once again returned to the armchair to sit down.

"So what changed your mind? Why didn't you released the tapes anyway?" the black haired sister dwelled deeper.

"I wanted to release them anyway," Marie looked confused and surprised at the same time. "Just out of spite. Because if I couldn't have happiness, why should they? But at some point, during the whole 'erasing my presence from Wayne's house' I looked in the mirror and saw Ann Smith and decided that enough was enough."

"You're not going back to him?"

"I want to. I feel like I need to. But… I'm not sure if I should." The blond sister scratched her neck. "Maybe I should go and properly apologize to Roxanne and Megamind…at least to Roxanne, because the blueberry head would most likely dehydrate me on spot. Not that I would blame him…" She sighed once again. "I'd rather not meet with Wayne, yet… maybe in few months… a year or something…"

They felt silent once again. Elizabeth spotted the remote. "Maybe we should see how the whole event turned in the end?" She waved the item at her sister.

"I don't think I can watch it now..." Marie decided. "I'll better go upstairs, unpack part of my stuff. I think I need to sleep…"

"Okay, then. Goodnight."

The blond sister nodded and walked out of the living room.

The television came to life once again and Elizabeth drank her tea, observing the whole even turning in favor of the soon to be ex-supervillain.

At least he can be happy, Marie thought to herself, observing the TV from the staircase. The house suddenly felt small and cold to her, so she retreated upstairs and to the quiet space that would be her room.

no chapter tomorrow (I think) Just a warning. Because I might be on Transformers-high xD (come on it was my second fandom! give me a break.) But I'll update it soon. (please don't hurt me)

Also yes, I know not many of you would like to see Marie redeemed, thinking she's still an evil overlord or something, but she's not. Sorry if I disappointed you guys.

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