Megamind stretched in his bed, his head filled with new ideas for inventions. Of course some of them were plain silly, but still… He jumped out of the bed and fell back.

"Wow, talking about one heavy headache…" when the world stopped spinning he got up once again. This time more carefully. Did he hit his head with something yesterday? He could not remember such thing. Then he tripped over something. He looked down. It was a funny looking coffee table or at least he thought so. Funny, he didn't remember the thing either. The he gave the room a glance.

Everything was sliver. The bed (only the covers were white), the furniture and the doors. Speaking about the doors they looked more like those he had seen in this new Star Trek movie. Still holding his head, he left the bedroom, only to be tackled by a… blue, big headed boy around age of 6.

"Daddy!" the child shouted happily.

Megamind looked totally shocked at the kid. "Um… Ollo?"

The boy giggled and helped him get up. Then he heard a gasp.

"Oh, Khe'rthan. Thanks the stars, I was so worried about you!" He looked with open mouth at a woman in front of him. She was also blue with head matching the size of own and was bald. She had big hazel eyes. She must have noticed his confusion, because from happy she went straight to worried.

"Oth'en go to your room." She ordered the boy. Before he left, the child squeezed Megamid's leg and asked.

"Daddy, will you play with me later?"

"Um… sure."

Oth'en dashed somewhere inside of the house.

"My name is Rillie. I'm your wife."

"Okay…" he said slowly feeling he really needed to sit down. Rillie noticed that and led him to a room, which must have been a living room. He sat down on something that could be considerate as a couch. His 'wife' sat next to him.

"Yesterday, in the workshop, while working you got hit in the head by one of the parts from the inventions you were working on and fell from a ladder." She explained slowly, tears appeared in her eyes. "I was so worried when you weren't breathing for a moment. Then the medics said you were back, but warned me that you might have some memory loss." She reached for a square piece of a glass, which came to living by her touch. The screen showed pictures of him and Rillie. "I want you to watch this, there's a commentary for some of those." She said and got up. "I'll be in the kitchen."

He watched it for like an hour (he needed mostly to understand how the thing worked but he managed). There were some pictures and movies about his family life. When he finished he felt really confused. Was Metrosity, Metro Man and what's more Roxanne only a dream? His pondering was interrupted by Rillie.

"I've called Ma'hyart, she should be here any moment."

"Who is she?"

"Your healer. I brought something light for you to eat and drink." She placed a tray with a plate and a glass on the table. Megamind tried to identify the things in his breakfast, but thanked her anyway and took a sip of his drink. When he did that he tried not to spit it. The moment he drank a person entered the room, she was similar to Rillie, blue and stuff but he could recognize that pain in the ass even blindfolded. Margot.

Few minutes later when he and 'Ma'hyart' were left alone to make some 'crucial examination', Megamind tried not to bite the head off the Channel.

"What the hell is happening here?" he tried to keep his shouting down.

"Geeze, talking about being grateful. Simple thank you would be nice, you know." She pouted.

"Thank you for what?"

"Your home planet you ungrateful bastard."

"Wait a second, explain this to me." He demanded.

She sighed. "This is and is not a dream. This isn't but may be real. I give you a week to decide, if you want this life over the life you had back on Earth."

She got up and went to Rillie, who stayed in the kitchen. He could hear her saying. "His physically fine, I'll come again at the end of the week." Then she left.

"Sir?" Megamind spun on the couch and saw a person he would like to see the most or rather a fish.

"Minion!" he said happily. But the reaction of a spoken fish wasn't the way he expected. His sidekick sighed heavily.

"My name's Fieran, sir."

"Oh, right, sorry I… forgot…"

"I know. Do you need anything sir?"

"No, Min… er I mean Fieran."

Megamind never felt this happy. He met his parents (who were a bit surprised when their son hugged them like he hadn't seen them in ages) and could experience the life he never had. No one was freaked out of him, actually he mixed quite well with the crowed without the holo watch. He had a wife, who was sweet, kind and really patient with him. A son, whose craving for knowledge was equal to his own… Then why he felt such meloncolly? Like something important was missing. No, he actually knew what or exactly who was missing. Roxanne. No matter how loving Rillie was, she could never replace Roxanne. He discovered that he felt completely lost and wanted among a crowed people who looked just like him. His uniqueness disappeared. How he wanted for the eyes of his child to be not hazel, like Rillie's but blue. His work, even if he could create and build new machines, he felt that without being a super hero was completely draining him of all energy. And again there was Roxanne. A day before Margot's next visit, he kissed Rillie. But it felt not like it felt with Roxanne. For the whole week when he was near his wife he could only thing about the brunette reporter. How she laughed, how her eyes sparkled when she did that. How fun was to have a word sparring with her. Rillie wasn't like Roxanne. And he missed her.

"So you really want to go back?" Margot asked him, not quite believing him.

"Yes. If you could…"

She snapped her fingers and he felt like he was falling into the black hole.

He felt Roxanne snuggling to him, like he was about to disappear. He moved slightly.

"Bad dream?" Megamind asked her sleepily.

"You have no idea…" when she said that, he realised that she has to had a similar 'dream' to his own.

"I think I do." He sighed. "We need to talk to Brooklyn about it…"

Epilogue:

Few months later, both Roxanne and Megamind sat next to each other and stared at a little plastic object, which just stated it's judgment.

"Are you sure, it's positive?" he asked her nervously.

"Yeah, it's like my fifth one… It's positive."

They didn't say it out loud but both wished for the child to have the eyes of the other one.

The end. Did you liked this one? I know it's short, but the idea wouldn't leave me.

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