Personal Investigation

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Roxanne blew out a breath and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Lack of interest wasn’t the problem at all. Too much interest was the problem. 

“It doesn’t matter what he could be, it matters what he is. People are defined by their actions, all of them. Whoever he is in private, he’s also a convicted felon and a super villain. You can’t just ignore that,” just because he’s cute. Just because he looks stunning in leather and makes her heart race. Just because he intrigued her more than anyone she’d met in a long time, “Besides, if he was going to change his ways, he’d had plenty of years to do that. I could never let myself fall for someone like that,” not again.

“But you’ll hang out and drink cocoa and do makeup with him?” Harrison raised a quizzical eyebrow.  He wasn’t trying to pry into her personal life, it was just that natural blue curiosity to understand how everything worked.

“Don’t get me wrong, you’re free to spend your time with whomever you want doing whatever you like.  I’ve certainly had my own cocoa and eyeliner nights with the Megaminds in my life.  But they’re my friends and I chose those friendships with them just the way they are, villainy or not.”  He gave a casual shrug.  

“If you’re just not into aliens, that’s fine.  Not everyone is.  Or even men,” he added at the last second, thinking that both Sheldon’s and Girly’s Roxannes were both somewhat queer.

“That’s different,” Roxanne squirmed on the bench uncomfortably, she didn’t want to think too hard about the strange relationship that had grown with the super villain in her life, “It’s hardly like I spend time with him socially. It’s still only kidnappings. Just… sometimes those kidnappings don’t actually result in epic battles.” 

There had been at least ten called battles a year lately. Whether due to malfunctions, weather, conflicts, or overlapping with other disasters. Megamind always claimed he didn’t want to share the spotlight with a fire, but both Roxanne and Wayne knew he just wanted Metro Man’s attention to be where it belonged, saving people. 

“It’s not- I mean-” Megamind was hot, a blush crept onto her cheeks faintly, “I do like men. It’s not the same. Accepting that he’s a decent person deep down and hoping that he wouldn’t break your heart,” she finally admitted, looking away, “Bad boys might look appealing, but how do you excuse their behavior? How do you justify accepting that they’ve stolen or killed? It would be one thing if they repented, changed, but how could I ever have a relationship, a friendship even, with a man who spends half the year behind bars?”

“You say you know Megamind, or Megaminds. Have you ever seen them behind bars?” she rounded the questions back to Harrison to get the focus off her own fragile heart.

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