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Megamind had been performing a steak-out. Sitting on the roof of a nearby building. He’d had brain bots watching the place and tonight should have been the night. A gang had been planning on moving very dangerous weapons through his city and he could allow that. 

The night had dragged on. Too many long nights that he’d been building new machines and tracking this potential shipment. His eyes drooped and he was asleep before he knew it. 

He was falling …up… the ground disappearing beneath him until Earth was nothing but a marble in the black inkiness of space. His heart seized. No! Nooo! Not again!

Jerking wildly as he awoke, Megamind blinked in confusion at the face that swam into his vision. The expression making it hard to understand who he was looking at, memories blurring together as he tried to put the right name to the face in his half awake state with heart still hammering, “Wha…?”

Raising an eyebrow Megamind scooted closer in the chair, noticing her reaction, “Struggling to stay neutral are we?” 

Leaning over her shoulder he watched the monitor with an eagle eye. Jabbing at the screen excitedly when some men got out of a truck, “Wait there! Go back!”

Emma slanted a look over at Syx, raising a brow at his statement, “I-” she was cut off as he suddenly moved his hand to point at the screen. She looked forward, quickly pausing the screen, rewinding it slowly before pausing again, going forward just a couple screens until the licence plate was in full view. 

“Well there you go, big guy. You have a lead,” She grinned up at him, trying very hard to not gloat. 

His wide grin at the excitement of getting a clear licence plate number faded slightly at her comment. Narrowing his eyes, he replied, “Careful pussy cat, I know all your weaknesses.”

Not truly brought down he bounced up, clasping his hands together, “Now let’s just hope that they were stupid enough not to use a stolen Van and it’s actually registered to something useful!”