Personal Investigation

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Roxanne mulled over the new information as Harrison knocked their donuts together, belatedly echoing, “Cheers.”

Munching on her donut, she wiped the sugar from her lip, thankful for her smudge-proof lipstick, “So this has been going on for a while if you’ve had time to get used to it and do genetic testing. How long? I just don’t understand how this isn’t huge national news! I would’ve thought there would have been national coverage or… something!” 

She waved her hand about as she looked over the man beside her. It was strangely easy to talk to him, she suspected it was because despite the differences he did remind her of Megamind. Only a nonvillainous one, which if anything only made it easier. 

“It’s all made me feel a little nuts,” she lamented, “…especially with how strange Megamind and Wayne have both been acting.”

“Well its not just you and you are certainly not nuts,” Harrison replied, trying his best to be steady and reassuring.  “I’ve been here about five years and its always been this way for me.  Others have come and go over the years.  Some people have been trapped here, away from their families and unable to get home.  But others like me can come and go as we please.”  He shrugs.  “If I go to Rome, it’s my Rome with my house right where I left it.  But some people have lost everything by falling through the wrong dimensional portal.”   

He takes a sip of his drink to wash down the last of his donut.  “As to why it isn’t news, I have no idea.  I think most of the boring normal people in Metro City just don’t notice.  And everyone else is just trying to get by in this new world.  If your Megamind and Wayne came here recently, they’ve probably been just as thrown as anyone.”

Balancing her half-eaten donut on her coffee cup, Roxanne looked out over the park, “Five years…” she was going to have to dig back much further than she thought. It looked like a lot of her downtime was going to be spent at the library in the foreseeable future, “Yes, Megamind seems to be taking it hard. Wayne worse. Neither have really been themselves lately… It’s been over a month sence I’ve been kidnapped and several weeks since I saw Megamind last.”

“Not that I’m worried,” she laughed, “It’s like a vacation. I don’t even have to worry about getting smoke stains on my dress or worry about what shoes I wear to work,” it was easy to say the same half truths as always, to mask any feelings even from herself, “Wayne’s a big boy, he can take care of himself,” and it’s not like they were ever really that close of friends. If he needed some space, that was fine. 

Wayne was the one she was worried about. Yeah. Which is why she was chasing down Megaminds look-a-likes. She sighed and leaned back on the bench.

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