Blue Paint

ever-so-humble:

syx-blue:

His eyes drawn to the brainbots he realized with a frown how hard it was to tell hers from his. Whistling he called to them, “Come to Daddy!”

A few of the bots wheeled off to him, but not nearly all that he’d brought with him. At the very least he now had footage of her lair. Exasperated, he whistled again. To her, he added, “We should discuss some communication standard for if we need to contact the other for whatever purpose. Via brain bot, or secure radio, or… phone?”

“By Brainbot would be best.” The realization that several of Syx’s brainbots had been roamning her Lair without her knowing beforehand has Megamind working to hide her annoyed and worried reaction to that.

If his Lair was laid out close enough to hers, however, that wouldn’t make too much difference. Most of her workspace wasn’t on this level, after all.

“Brainbot it is then,” Syx replied, distracted as he counted his bots, trying to remember which ones he came here with, “One-nine-seven.. where are you?”

Spotting the bot he frowned deeply, “Oh no, that’s not yours! Drop it!”

The bot in question bobbing sadly with a stolen tool in it’s mouth. 

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