A/N: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, faved, and alerted. You guys are awesome! It is somewhat ridiculous how some reviews can make me so happy but whatever. XD
Yeah, I realized in the last drabble how I never mentioned Minon. Not even once. Opps. But that shall be fixed! Warden, meet Minion.
~BR~
"WWWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
"Silence you little Mon-I mean umm little thing. Please stop crying" He was not pleading with the thing. He was…ordering the brat to behave. Yes that was it. Nevertheless Warden Blackwell hoped what he had said would have some effect on the squalling infant in his arms. Not to his surprise the plea/order/threat went unheard and the babe continued to wail his displeasure to the world.
He honestly didn't know what was wrong. The brat was just fine earlier. Sitting in a cell and giggling at the various criminals' attempts at funny faces without a care in the world and seemingly content.
Then all of a sudden the cerulean infant abruptly stiffened and looked around him with a comically frantic look for one so young. Apparently not seeing whatever he was looking for the babe had subsequently burst into loud wails. Unsurprisingly the inmates had freaked out at this new development and begged their Warden to help
As if he knew what the hell to do in this situation! He awkwardly picked up the infant and up and tried rocking him gently. All this accomplished was to somehow make the cries louder. Warden Blackwell made an abrupt decision and strode away to the general direction of his office. Perhaps there he could find out what had upset the child so badly.
Inmates had shouted as he rushed past ways to supposedly calm the child.
"Maybe he's cold? Get him a blanket!"
"He's probably hungry the poor little mite. Get him some food!"
"Give him the funky glowy thing we found him with. He likes that thing!
In the privacy of his office Warden Blackwell tried everything suggested. Nothing worked. The infant just kept screaming and flailing his tiny limbs. The Warden was at his wit's end. He wasn't hungry, cold, warm, wanting a binky, or even in possession of a wet diaper. The diaper was a crude makeshift thing but nonetheless Blackwell wasn't questioning it. For the sake of his sanity at the very least.
Suddenly the door to his office slammed open. Blackwell started and the baby simply stared at the man in doorway before continuing to cry.
"Warden Blackwell Sir! I think this might be what he wants!" The guard held out his hands and gingerly offered something to his boss.
The object in question was a perfectly round sphere with a fish of some sorts. Warden Blackwell stepped closer and cautiously peered at the animal. It looked likes someone had combined a watermelon with a fish and threw in extra tentacles for the hell of it.
Amazingly at the sight of the fish the brat ceased his crying. Holding out his chubby arms the babe snatched the fish out of the stunned guard's grasp with a happy cry.
"Minon!"
Both guard and Warden both slowly looked down at the babe with slack-jawed expressions. The babe, unaware of their staring, simply babbled happily at the fish. The fish in turn simply spun in a tight spin around his globe and attempted to nuzzle up to the infant despite the restrictions of its container.
The Warden was first to break up the silence.
"Well at least he finally shut up."
~BR~
I will probably be on the whole raised in prison thing for a while. It just holds so many ideas! That and I just love torturing the Warden. XD
As to where exactly Minion was….he was exploring. Has to make sure the place is safe for mini Megamind. He just got left behind in all the excitement. Poor guy.
Also the misspelling of Minion's name at the end was intentional. After all Megamind cannot pronounce anything.
Last note: Yes Megamind talked. The movie showed him welding as a baby at some point so I figured talking would be no problem.