I was just going to post this by itself, but decided against it. Its felt somehow incomplete on its own. I figured it wouldn't be a big deal to just add it to this story- like a series of one-shots (if I ever do write more stuff with the two).

A trip to the Wardens office was never a good thing, Minion had decided, as it usually led to disappointed scowls and lectures that left his young master feeling sad, confused, and somehow inadequate. So when two guards had come to escort his young charge there, he had been naturally apprehensive, even more-so when he realized that he was being left behind. It would be a quick trip one of the guards said, but minion was always a little uneasy whenever his master wasn't within his sights, no matter what the time length. It didn't help matters at all when the child had looked back at him with such an uncertain expression, that Minion wished he'd given up his usual silence in the presence of the humans and just called out to him.

Instead he was left to wait, swimming in small anxious circles within his sphere, eyes darting back to the cell door whenever he heard the slightest sound. When his master finally did return, Minion felt relief wash over him, along with a bit of confusion. His Young master did not look sad, or angry, or even bored- quite the contrary, the child was practically bouncing as he came back into the room, a huge grin of his face that made his green eyes sparkle.

"Sir!" he cried out happily once he was sure the guards had walked away, and the boy did not waste a moment as he scooped the sphere up in his thin arms and jumped upon the bed.

"Minion! You won't believe it!" the child exclaimed, still smiling widely, an expression that was so pleasantly infectious that Minion couldn't help but grin in return.

"What is it, Sir?"

The Boy bounced back up from the bed, unable to sit still.

"The warden is letting me go to shool!"

Minion blinked. "Shool, sir?"

"Yes!" the boy set the sphere onto the bed, took a few steps back the turned abruptly to face him with arms stretched out. "It's a place of learning! A facility that is outside the prison, minion!"

Minions eyes widened. "Outside? Really?"

"I know!" the boy exclaimed as he nodded eagerly. "Isn't it exciting?"

Minion knew that he probably should think that it was, but for some reason a sense of dread came over him.

"We will get to ride in a bus! A real bus, Minion!" his master continued, bouncing slightly on his feet. "And we'll get to go there five days a week, during shool hours, which I've estimated to be roughly seven hours a day!"

"That's great sir!" he intoned, trying not to dampen the boys mood.

"But I haven't told you the best part yet!" the boy exclaimed, coming down to his knees by the bed so he was eye level with the fish, laying his arms on either side of the sphere and leaning his head in close as if he were sharing a secret.

"What is it, Sir?" minion found his voice lowering with genuine curiosity.

The boy grinned, straightening his shoulders in a somewhat proud gesture.

"There will be children there!" he announced, and before Minion could even blink his master had jumped back to his feet. "Children, Minion!"

"Children?" he blinked. "You mean…"

"Yes!" the boy nodded. "I will finally be able to socialize with those of my own age group, Minion! They will be my classmates- my peers!"

Minion felt like he finally understood the sinking feeling within him as his master became lost within his own thoughts- happy thoughts. His Master was a bright child, naturally, but his enthusiasm and eagerness sometimes blinded him to reality. Minion worried instantly that his charge was going to be disappointed if this 'shool' did not meet his high expectations.

"What do you suppose children are like, Minion?"

The fish blinked and looked up at his Masters inquisitive green eyes, his voice a bit more calm but the smile still in place.

"Oh…I'm not sure, Sir." he answered honestly. "I've never met any."

"Me neither." the boy grinned despite the comment, "But they have to be better than the adults. Don't you think?"

Minion thought a moment about the adults, the humans that towered over both him and his master, the guards that looked on with disinterest or distrust, and the inmates that while not cruel often got the boy into mischief.

"I certainly hope so, Sir."

There was hardly any sleep for the two of them that night. His Master eventually got into bed, but remained wide awake, staring up at the ceiling as he continued to talk about what shool would be like, and then lasping into thoughtful silences a second later. Minion tried to persuade him to get some sleep but the boy said it was impossible, his body was full of pent up energy and his mind would not stop thinking. He also described a peculiar sensation in the pit of stomach that was both unsettling and exhilarating, and then had a moment of panic as he thought he might be ill. Minion assured him that he was fine, just excited, and that he also had the same feeling (although for different reasons).

Minion finally drifted off to sleep, and when he was awaken the next morning by his eager young master, he wondered if the boy had gotten any sleep at all. The boy happily held out his wrists to the two guards at his door so that he could be cuffed- it was prision precedure, the Warden stated, but Minion hated the sight of chains around the boys wrist. The blue child didn't seem to mind at all and just started talking to Minion, earning him strange looks from a few guards as they walked outside. His master was beaming as they stood outside, and the bus pulled up to let them board.

As they arrived at the school house, his master had grown silent, still smiling in anticipation. They made there way to the door, two guards trailing behind them, minion held securely in the boys hands. His Master came to a stop within the entrance, eyes widening and mouth dropping open just slightly in surprise. Minion understood the reason as he looked within the room. Yes there were children, excited children who were laughing and cheering at one particularly familar looking boy who was suspended in the air as he effortless twirled a large desk. Minion was sure that if he recognized the child then his Master most certainly remembered. The swirly-haired boy saw them first and he casually dropped the desk back in its place, staring as if he'd never seen the two of them before. The other children looked as well, some of them gasped, most just stared with wide eyes and open mouths. His masters grip tighten around his sphere just slightly and Minion felt a surge of protectiveness come over him. Minion's expression hardened into determination, almost daring them to try something, above him his Master smiled- hesitant and hopeful.

Again with me rushing the ending. Sorry. I just had this on my mind- imagining a young Megamind before his first day of school. He was just so adorable and instantly swayed me to his side. Loved it! hated how he was treated though, but at least he had Minion.