Elise was home thinking of a costume to wear for Halloween. She wanted to pay tribute to Metro Man since it was the year of his passing, then again she wanted to do another suit with Megamind themed parts. She was beside herself, sitting down and looking at a little figurine she bought from the Megamind Museum gift shop. She had looked at it and smiled. "Give me some inspiration…" she said to the figurine, her hands holding up her chin.

She had soon gotten a call from her mother, which was rather odd since she rarely called home. She answered anyway, just happy to be called by her mom. "Hey mom, how are you?" she started, but was cut off by her mother's voice. It sounded evil and inhuman. Elise didn't like it and didn't feel comfortable being on the phone with her. Her heart raced as her mother began to ask inappropriate questions, calling her all sorts of names. The lights in the apartment began to intensify, brightening as Elise's heart race. Her fingertips began to feel staticky.

"But mom! I'm not doing anything wrong," she argued, her mother asking about what she has been doing with herself while under Bernard's care, "That's disgusting!" she said, the lights in the kitchen brightening into a blinding light. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Every light that was on exploded, glass shattering above her.

Elise had covered her head, crossing her arms over her head as shards of glass had fallen. She was in complete darkness, the sunset the only thing illuminating the glass floor to ceiling wall of the apartment. Elise had stood up and had looked around on the floor seeing that there were shards everywhere. She had grabbed a pan and broom and started to sweep up the glass.

The Lair

Megamind couldn't stop thinking about that kiss Miss Kyoto sprung on him. It was daring, it was unorthodox, but it was tender. He had sketched a photo of Kyoto, his eyes gazed at her figure. If Minion were human he would be blushing for Megamind.

"D'oh Sir, look at you all eager," Minion said.

"She's just amazing Minion," Megamind responded, "her essence is radiant and her drive is… ugh!" Megamind flustered to find the words.

"That kiss was rather still, I'm surprised she didn't swallow you whole," Minion joked.

"I have to see her again," Megamind said, standing up in determination. "I'll get roses… no no no, tulips!"

"Or you can take her out on a date," Minion said, "there is a new French restaurant next to the one you and Roxanne went," he noticed Megamind's face change, to which he had hissed, "sorry, Sir."

"Oh no no it's fine," Megamind said, "but yes that restaurant sounds good."

It was no later than a few minutes that Mika ran into the lair, the boy drenched in his sweat and his hair sticking to his forehead.

"Mika!" Minion yelled as he had scampered to him, breaking from his greeting.

"Maverick… chase… for 10… blocks," Mika said as he collapsed on his behind, his chest expanding as he was out of breath. Megamind had gone onto his knees and had his hand on his chest.

"Breathe," Megamind said, syncing his breathing with his, holding him close and rubbing his back. Mika had leaned in, breathing slowly and had held onto his mentor.

"There there, I'm right here," he said as he held.

Megamind Museum

Rochelle was in a dark brown work suit, her afro pulled back by an orange print head wrap and little hoop earrings. She was in her office doing her time slots for the museum tours, the usual. A knock was at her door, "Come in," she called.

Bernard entered the doorway. He was in a white button-down shirt with a blazer and slacks. He had closed the door and leaned against it. "Hey…"

"Hello, Mr. Fitzgerald," Rochelle said as she was still looking down at her work.

"Its… Mr. Stiller… for the time being," he said as he looked at her. This caught her attention, the woman looking at him now.

"Why the new last name?" she asked.

"I don't wanna talk about it…" he said as he frowned a bit. "Anyways I came around to ask you if you…" he started to fade, "never mind…"

"Yes…" Rochelle said, "whatever you were gonna say… it's a yes," she said as she looked at him.

"Dinner and a movie?" Bernard said, crossing his arms.

"Maybe just dinner," she chuckled, "we can save a movie for a later day."

"Friday?" he asked.

"Friday," she confirmed.