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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…?”

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!”

Both brows raised at his statement, looking over at him as her lips twitched just a bit. “…Right. Because I’m so scared…” she drawled. His words had definitely sparked an irritation in her, making it hard to remember that she was supposed to be staying neutral and not trying to piss of super villains. 

“Yes.. lets hope your luck keeps going. If they’re stupid enough to get caught on camera, I’m sure they’re the foolish kind all around. Good luck, dude,” She wrote the plate number down for him before closing the computer down entirely 

Megamind hummed in agreement as he took the paper and slipped it into a hidden pocket. After a moment’s thought, he bit his lips and sighed.

Leaning down he took a pen and drew a sideways 6 a piece of paper so it looked more like as eye. Tapping it he told here, “I can get you a plaque or something, but just put this but in blue somewhere by the entrance or bar. Think of it as one of those security company logos and if someone does rob you, tell me. They won’t do it again.”

Any of the criminals in the area he held knew Mr. Blue/Megamind or would learn that name very fast.