Childish Escape

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De-gun set to de-stroy, Bluebell shot the camera in the corner of the shop and then swung the gun to the cashier. As she moved the gun, her thub hit the barrel turning the setting from de-stroy to de-hydrate, “Don’t even think about it! Hands in the air!”

“Goes for you too blondie!” Bell shouted, looking at the other girl in the corner of her vision, “Everything in the store is now property of Megamind! If you have a safe, your going to open it right now. Cash drawer too.”

As soon as everything was opened, she’d de-hydrate them both and bag everything she could. Which would be a lot once everything was little blue cubes. The other bonus for this neighborhood is that the cops would take their sweet time showing up. 

Lyn raised a single brow at the antics of this person, looking her up and down. Her Dad didn’t tell her anything about somebody like this.. and because of that? She was quickly able to figure out that this person was either a pee-on, or new in the criminal world. Considering the blue chick had yet to figure out that the cashier would be carrying, Lyn went with the ‘new person’ option. 

While the bonus of the cops taking their sweet time was definitely true.. it meant the store owners had found ways around that to ensure their own safety. As he bent down with his hands in the air, feigning that he was following Bell’s request, Emma sighed. 

“..I wouldn’ do this, chick..” her accent was hard to place, a hint of her original accent peaking through the accent she had picked up from spending so much time around her Father. 

Eyes twitching to the other girl in the shop when she spoke, Bluebell caught the motion from the corner of her eye as the cashier lunged. Her finger squeezed the trigger nervously, “Fuck!”

As the little blue cube that was the cashier, and the gun he’d started pulling, fell to the ground in a clatter, Bell swung the de-gun around to the last person, “Shut up! Look what you did! I had things under control and now I have to crack the damn safe myself!”

Stomping a foot petulantly, she huffed, “Don’t even think about it, girly! I’m an unstable alien with a ray gun. Got it?”

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“Hi! I’m Dana!” A tiny alien smiled up at him. “How are you?!”

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Megamind pulled up short, blinking down at the small child? a hand drawing up to his chest as he peered dow at her. Black cape pulled around him, the blue man rocked back on his heels, “My! Aren’t you interesting!”

“Megamind, Criminal Genius and Master of all Villainy,” he boasted with a smirk, “And I’m deplorably bad, which is good. For the sake of bad.”

The child hugged his waist and looked up at him with those big eyes.
“Are you a super hero?”

Megamind blinked at her, “Did… did you not catch the Master of Villainy part of the title?”

“I may be super, but that is SUPER VILLAIN!”

She put her arms up, wanting to be held.
“You’re very silly! We both aliens! Do you has antenna? You got a beard!”
She was pulling at his cheek.
“Beardddd.”

“I’ve actually never met an alien with antenna,” Megamind frowned, but picked the girl up, “Do you have somewhere you’re supposed to be little cape thief?”

“Trick or treat,” Dana said.

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“Oh, what are you doing out this far little Miss? We don’t get trick-or-treaters out here.”

Actually, unless you count that witch that had dropped by one year, they’d never gotten any to the Evil Lair. Still, Minion was always prepared.

“Just a moment!” he returned shortly with a tray of cookies, offering them to the girl, “And what are you tonight?”

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“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dana, shall we get you home?”

Dana held his hand and nodded.
“Yes!”

Offering his hand to her, Minion asked, “So where is home?”

“….It’s in another dimension.”
The child took his hand and smiled up at him.

“Oh, I came here from a different universe as well,” Minion told her brightly, “This city is potmarked with portals. Did you come through one of those?”

Feathers and Spikes

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Brows raising, she honestly looks surprised hearing that. “Well, I would hope so, having several years of practice!” Though it was strange to hear that from Roxanne, and it doesn’t take Megamind that much longer to clue in to a potential reason why. Glancing down again toward the woman’s hands in order to confirm that particular suspicion.

Another new one? Well then.

Noticing Megamind’s eyes drawn to her hands, Roxanne held them up and looked them over in confusion. An eyebrow raised in silent questions after finding nothing strange. Finally it clicks, “Oh! Oh sorry! You thought I was-” she put a hand over her mouth and chuckled in embarrassment, “Afraid not. Mine’s male.”

That explained quite a bit, including the reaction the woman she was talking to had on arriving at first. Even distracted, Megamind had been able to pick up on that. “Unfortunate.” she can’t help but tease. “This all must be a surprise, then.”

“It was quite a shock when I was told to come down here to report on Megamind,” Roxanne laughed easily, “I’ve never seen the action from this angle,” she looked demurely at the heroine, “It was a pleasant change of pace.”

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Nath grunted, that was good he supposed. He judged himself enough for both of them. Heading back towards the museum out of habit, he wondered, “Ok, ok, ok, hold on a second. Who’s dad?” he frowned, “And what did you mean about around the prison?”

That didn’t sound anything like his father. Lord Robert Scott would never have let nim hang out around the prison.

“OH. Right. Geez I must really be the weird one out. When I landed on earth… My pod ended up in the prison yard.” It was much easier to talk about than when he’d first gotten here. There were weirdos everywhere. Felt good to not be only one of two of the people he knew.

“I was raised in the prison for a while, until Dad could get it all approved to adopt me then took me home and then, well. Yeah. Hey, i’m Wayne Woodridge, nice to meetcha.” Wayne grins.

“You’re the Warden’s son?” Nath asked, dumbfounded, “Well I can see how you’d turn to police work then,” rubbing the back of his neck, Nath offered, “James Woodridge always seemed like a good man, I never fully understood what Mother had against him,” he shrugged, trying not too think too much about Sally Scott, “Guess you didn’t have a Megamind than?” his brow furrowed, trying to imagine what might have become of this little buddy.