Holy shit where does this crap keep coming from? Woke up a two in the morning with this idea, scribbled it down, then wrote it out this morning after I finally woke up.
I had leftover pumpkin pie for breakfast.
Just thought you should know that it was delicious and it cleared my mind enough to write this poorly written scrap for.
Pumpkin pie=clearly the cure to writer's block.
So anyway, I guess I was wondering in my sleep about how Minion would feel concerning Miss Ritchie now that he and Megamind are heroes, and Miss Ritchie is obviously a bigger part of their lives?
Probably a little left out from time to time.
You guys know how it is. One of your friends gets a new GF/BF and suddenly you become sort of this third wheel in their lives. You're just a little bit old news there in the beginning.
So here's my take on how Minion would feel. And I am trying to get around to all of your suggestions. I just… shouldn't. I have four essays I have to write by Wednesday. 0.0
Anyway, long AN done. Enjoy.
He talks to her almost every night. Almost every day. He leaves for hours, all alone, to go spend time with her. She comes in and takes over, trying to change their image now that they are heroes.
Sometimes he feels like she's slowly pulling his master away from him.
He and his master have less time now. There is less banter. There are fewer adventures. More fights with these up-and-coming villains. Everything is about helping now.
And when it's not that, it's Roxanne Ritchie.
He'd always liked Miss Ritchie.
She was smart, and funny, and cute. She challenged his master, intellectually and socially. She made his master think in ways he often didn't have to in conversation with Minion.
Sometimes, when she was in a good mood, she'd played along, pretending to be the scared little victim. And that made his master happy.
Even when she didn't, the teasing, the flirting, the constant banter kept his master on his toes, and a smile on his master's face.
He'd always liked Miss Ritchie.
Things were so different now. He'd have to watch from the sidelines as she explained to his master about some 'normal' aspect of human/good person life. It was her correcting Megamind's mispronunciations, it was her tending to his master's injuries after a fight, it was her cooking Megamind's meals, listening to his insane plans…
He felt… left out.
He'd never felt like this before. At least… not this left out.
But then he'd see the blissful expression on his master's face when Miss Ritchie wasn't looking. He saw the new light in his master's eyes, the new bounce in his step, the new life in him, and he couldn't help but smile himself.
He only wanted what was best for his master, after all.
"Minion!"
He looked up as Megamind called from the couch Miss Ritchie had insisted they buy. The big blue head was turned in his direction, his master's excited green eyes and grin locked onto the fish as he waved his hand for Minion to hurry up. "The movie is starting Minion, you don't want to miss it!"
He smiled at his master and hurried forward with the fresh bowl of popcorn. He plopped himself down onto the far left cushion as the lovebirds scooted over to make room, glancing down the sofa at Miss Ritchie. She smiled warmly at him from Megamind's other side as she reached over to pluck a small handful of popcorn from the bowl. "Thanks Minion."
He smiled to himself as he looked up at the TV screen as the film began to play.
His master talked to her all night, and all day. His master left for hours at a time, just to spend time with her. His master could become distracted by anything Miss Ritchie related. His master babbled insanely to her about all his insane plans.
His smiled brightened a bit.
His master would wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, laughing maniacally as he told Minion of his latest, greatest idea to cut down the city's energy cost. Without words, the two of them could communicate perfectly. In nearly everything his master did, his master insisted on Minion's inclusion.
He wasn't always left out.
His Master was always happy now.
He'd always liked Miss Ritchie.
And you know what? He was okay with sharing his master with her.