“Heh… Well… technically? I mean-” Syx fluttered his hands about wildly “-I do keep escaping. Warden said I was up to…” he looked up in thought, “99 life sentences? Destruction of property, disruption of the lives of Metrocity’s sheeple, death threats against the city’s hero…” he ticked off on his fingers, “there was was a public indecency accusation in there somewhere but that was total rubbish. I wasn’t the one who was naked, Metro Man was. Yes. I caused it, but how was I supposed to know that was going to happen?”
“But mostly I’m in Ultra Max solitary for the escaping part,” he shrugged. He’d always just assumed that was common knowledge.
Paige looked to Syx with a blank expression, watching him as he attempted to explain away whatever it was that he did. Perhaps it was fairly common knowledge what he did, though Paige was still having a hard time connecting Syx to the Megamind that she actually heard about. Granted, she thought Megamind had been some big, elaborate joke that was going on for too long and too far by some man that really needed a reality check. Luckily enough, Paige never did have a problem with admitting when she was wrong.
Even still, she sighed and rubbed her hand over her face, careful to not catch her piercings before looking at him again, “…Well then,” She mused slowly, “This is… certainly a lot,” She admitted, chuckling almost breathlessly. “Too bad its a bit too early for a drink just yet,” She teased.
Syx rubbed his hand over his face with a sigh, “Yeah… I won’t hold it against you if you do anyway,” he shrugged helplessly.
Freddy returned at that point, “Here you kids go. Ain’t gonna be like any quiche you ever had before, I guarantee. Eat up before it gets cold.”
Grinning wish pride, he laid down the plated slices. The quiche was in a perfect tart shell with bacon, fire roasted tomato, asparagus, the egg perfectly fluffy, and utterly dairy free for Syx. He served it with potato wedges coated in seasoning and garlic and fresh orange juice.
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