“Ha!” Megamind crowed, shaking off the light blow Metro Man had given him. He was fully aware that the hero wasn’t even using a fraction of his strength, “You call that a punch, he-ro! Evil is impervious to your poor choreography.”
Megamind bristled, “Those were accidents!” and they still weighed heavily on his mind, “Besides that’s what we started the time out rule for, Metrooo Mahn,” he rolled his eyes, feeling that if his nemesis felt the need to remind him of the obvious that he;s insult his inelegance right back.
Fair enough, that was called for.
Shaking his head and stopping the flight for a moment, he adjusted Megamind in his arm so that the man could be comfortably sitting in crook of it, and not have his stomach and arms squished against Wayne’s solid arm and form.
“ Okay, okay. I know they were… I’m sorry, they just, still weigh me down, too.” He wanted to ask if they were good, but they never really were. Even with the conversations they have, the agreements they might have on some things, they were still on opposite sides of the law.
It really saddened him, sometimes.
Megamind sighed and leaned against Metro Man’s side, it was just to keep out of the wind, or that’s what he’d claim if the man pressed him, “Whatever, just take me home.”
There were some days the game weighed on him endlessly, but he couldn’t see any other way for it to be.