...The swift end, of course, being the end of her fall.

Metrocity's eyes blinked open, and she saw the world flying past, sideways, not down or up. She held tight to the body that was carrying her. It had to be Minion. "You fantastic fish you!" she cried, pulling back to make sure Minion was OK. Instead, she saw it was Bernard, which surprised her even more.

Bernard, who could barely lift a fifty-pound weight with two hands, who had never carried more than a seven-year-old child in any direction but died, who had almost died and broken an arm the last time he had tried to actually carry anyone anywhere, Bernard, was flying her swiftly away from the robot, still dressed in his jeans and long-sleeved shirt, seeming not to have any trouble at all keeping them both in check.

As he set Metrocity down, she stumbled, regained her footing, and had time to scream and turn around as a huge piece of shrapnel headed straight toward her. Her ears rang as it crashed into her, throwing her against a wall and protecting her from the huge projectile—the "it" being, again, Bernard.

As the piece of metal fell away, Bernard stepped away from his friend and turned back to look at her. "Are you OK?" he asked, clearly concerned for her wellbeing.

"I'm fine," she said, somewhat breathless, then smiled and threw her arms around him for the second time that day—not, of course, that hugging was unusual for the two. But this hug felt different somehow, even though it wasn't meant to. "You almost gave up your anonymity to save me!" she cried, squeezing him tight.

"It's not like I could just let you die!" he exclaimed, which Metrocity knew was true. But he hadn't known for sure she would die. She had never planned for dying to be a part of the day. He had come all the way here just to make sure she was alright. That was what was really amazing.

"And you were so strong!" she gushed, meeting his gaze with sparkling eyes, as blue as his were green. He blushed and pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, keeping one arm still wrapped around her in a hug.

"I just...um... I..." He gulped. "Hzdmcjnueisadjhdmd," he mumbled in an incoherent rush.

"What?" Metrocity asked.

"I..." Bernard took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and told Metrocity the one thing he'd wanted to tell her for four and a half years. "IloveyouMetrocity!" Metrocity paused, and as Bernard opened his eyes slowly, one at a time, he was relieved to see her smiling. Without thinking, Metrocity reached up and kissed Bernard, full on the lips. It lasted a long moment before they pulled apart, both blushing furiously.

"Sorry," she whispered, not quite able to find the entirety of her voice. "It must be weird to be kissed by a freak." Bernard smiled his big, goofy smile, one he had always saved just for her.

"I was just about to say the same thing." Metrocity smiled back up at him, only two or three inches difference between them, and they kissed again, losing themselves in the love that was meant to be, when...

"Um, are we interrupting something?" Bernard and Metrocity pushed themselves quickly apart, standing side-by-side with their hands clasped behind their backs, Metrocity flushing purple and Bernard's face turning violently red as Megamind and Roxanne gazed on, not quite sure what to do. Then a familiar figure with a familiar gate came ambling into view, and Metrocity ran up to give her friend and fish-robot-gorilla-nanny a hug.

"Minion!" she cried. "Where have you been?"

"Master Damion tied me up in the back room, and I couldn't get out! I'm just glad Ms...es Ritchi, found me," he said, correcting himself before he could slip on her mother's title again

As everything got sorted out, Metrocity learned that her siblings were all at the lair, sleeping off their recent ordeal, except for Master-Mind of course, who insisted on getting in touch with his girlfriend as soon as he got down from the machine, and Song, who was still with Mr. Scott. Everyone was safe, everything was happy, everything was good, and as Damion was recovered from the wreckage, surprisingly escaping with only a few shattered limbs, every crook remaining was in jail.

And as they walked home, Bernard, awkwardly, held Metrocity's hand.

Author Comments:

Aww! So cute! :D I might make a sequel to this sequel. But I might not! XDXD! :P Any questions? Did I forget to cover something? Are you satisfied?