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rocking-rockatoo:

syx-blue:

queenrockatoo:

“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

@syx-blue

In truth the bigger lie was that he /was/ going to hurt her, but she didn’t need to know that. Megamind’s main plan was just to scare her and prove a point, though her being cubed was now a guarentee as he continued to roll the cylinder.

“You need to stop underestimating me, Mrs Delic. Why ever would I send you back to your dearest hubby if I didn’t WANT trouble? Oh I look forward to seeing just what you can do. And you, little miss I’m to good for this, brought it on herself.”

“Like ya haven’ been doin’ the same thin’, blue boy. Actin’ like ya won’ be needin’ any sor’ of help. Especially here.” Considering both she and her husband had a fairly good hand over what was their part of the city, his insistence on going it alone, to Rockatoo, was painfully misguided.

“Oh really? I have three words for you Mrs. Delic,” he pointed up, “Orbital Death Laser,” with that, he squeezed the trigger on the de-hydrate setting.

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