A/N. Howdy hey! This is just a blurb I have sitting in my docs and I really like it, so I decided to post it! If I ever decide to flesh it out I'll be sure to update it. Let me know what you think
Roxanne's doorbell rings late one night. "Coming!" She opens the door, only to find Megamind standing outside her apartment.
"Megamind?!"
"Ah, Miss Ritchi. It seems I require your assistance." He leans against her doorframe. One arm wrapped around his side, and in his hand he holds his De-Gun.
"Oh my god, are you okay?"
Megamind ignores the question. "I'm in need of your communication device and…" he seems to sag against the doorframe. His free hand rubs against his face, a gesture that is tired and defeated. To Roxanne's horror, his hands are caked in blood. She's not sure if it's his, or someone else's. "...and first aid kit." he continues hesitantly. He waves his de-gun around a bit; it's more of a nervous gesture.
"Of course! Come in, come in."
"Because you see, I have this gun and you don't really have much a choice-" he waves it around to drive the point in, but it's a less threatening and more feeble kind of motion. Everything is delayed, so it takes a second for her words to finally dawn on him. "Wait.. what?"
Roxanne pulls Megamind inside "hurry, before someone sees you."
He doesn't resist against her guiding hands; one on his arm and another resting gently on his back to steady him. The room is swishing around him, but he's thankful for Roxanne's slender hand. It keeps him grounded. He only hopes that he isn't stumbling too much.