“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.
As soon as the tool is dropped one of Megamind’s own brainbots swoops in to steal and play with it, zipping off in a pack of it’s mates in a game of chase.
The sight is normal enough to her that Megamind doesn’t bat an eye, still keeping her attention on Syx. “Do you need help finding the rest?”
Turning in a circle Syx did a head count. Groaning and rubbing his forehead he grumbled, “Yes it seems I will… I’m still missing nine-eight. I knew he was too old to leave the lair, but he was so excited to come out today. And he was doing good until now…” he frowned, the older models were just so much like puppies, “I don’t think he understands that he isn’t home.”
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