2. Mad
Word count: 151
Roxanne was going mad.
It was the only explanation why her fridge door was hanging, twisted, on its hinges. Why her coffee mug shattered when she'd picked it up, why she could hear her neighbors from twelve stories down arguing about their precious "Pucoo" peeing all over the living room carpet.
It was Saturday. She had the day off. And after the debacle yesterday at Megamind's Lair and the strange, frightening experience she'd had last night, she really just wanted to hide away from the world for a while.
Thank God Bernard had shown up. After that strange gun had gone up in a flash of light, he'd helped her escape outside. Hal had taken her home, rambling about their nonexistent relationship as usual.
So why, no, how was she hovering two feet off the ground, struggling to drink a glass of orange juice with shaking hands?
Roxanne's eyes narrowed.
"Megamind."