"So; Midnight; the observatory; bring the prototype," Metrocity instructed Bernard, beginning to eat her peaches. A lot had changed in nine years, but even so, a lot had stayed the same. Metrocity and Bernard were both still quite tall, though Bernard was now taller, and they were still best friends. Bernard still had crazy poofy hair, big thick glasses, and resembled Bernard from the museum even more than when they were little. Metrocity still had shoulder-length black hair, a bright blue complexion, and bright blue eyes.
Bernard was still the (somewhat reluctant) son of Metro Man, Metrocity was still a weirdo, and they were both complete dorks. The ways they had changed were inevitable; Metrocity had filled out, like a normal young woman, and both had taken an interest in the opposite gender—though not to any specific case. Metrocity found it interesting and a little bemusing that anyone could be interested in someone without first knowing about their inner workings—intelligence, personality, etc.—and didn't really know that much about many guys at their school, while Bernard simply found that most girls were either mean, insufferable, or complete morons.
Right now they were discussing their plans to work on the science project that was due next week. They'd crafted a prototype for a generator that took in trash and supplied energy to connected homes. So far the prototype could only power Bernard's schoolhouse, but with the finished version they planned to have the capacity to power the entire city. It was sure to get them an A!
Bernard suddenly glared at something behind Metrocity, and she turned to see Mindy standing behind her with a look of disgust. Metrocity stood and offered her hand, towering over Mindy, who was very short and had likely stopped growing in the eighth grade, where Metrocity had continued to grow until very recently. Mindy sniffed and curled her lip at the sight of Metrocity's blue skin.
"I see you have a problem with me," Metrocity said flatly, sitting back down to look Mindy in the eye.
"Yes, in fact. I do. Listen, I'm the cheerleader captain. Everyone is supposed to like me. Apparently you've managed to brainwash everyone here into thinking you're cool, but you're not, so just back off and take your forty lashings!" Metrocity laughed.
"IIII see. You think I'm popular and invading your territory. It's fascinating, really, to watch young girls become so territorial over petty little things. But no, I cannot back down, because I never stood up." That statement seemed to make Mindy even angrier.
"Do you even know who I AM!"
"Yes; the stereotypical cheerleader captain. The question is, do you know who I am?"
"No, I don't!"
"Have you heard of Megamind?"
"Heard of him? How could you not, though I've never seen him. He's all anyone's talked about since we got here—And I heard he's gorgeous!" Metrocity laughed again.
"Yeah, well, he's my Father, I'm his daughter. Meet Metrocity Ritchi, named for Metrocity itself and Megamind's 'little protégé'. Ollo, Goodbye, I'm sure it was the same amount of unpheasant for both of us."
"Unpleasant," Bernard corrected, and Metrocity nodded seriously.
"Thanks." And she stood again with tray in hand, and left the table, Bernard following after to tell her about his latest brainstorm about the project. She paused as they left and turned back to state, very calmly, "I would also be wary of telling anyone that happens to be part of a minority race to 'take [their] forty lashings.' It can very easily be misinterpreted." With that she turned again and she and Bernard left Mindy alone to stew.
Author Comments:
GASPETH! Is it possible Mindy could be Metrocity's newest villain! Very much so! Why are both these scenes at shool? Because I felt like it! What the heck is wrong with Mindy? She's a moron! Is Metrocity going to be a mean child now? No, she was actually being very polite to Mindy—as polite as one can be to a new kid who feels they are above the city superhero and makes fun of them for being blue and wearing capes. (**) Metrocity rocks! :D