"Really Mistress I keep telling you that those shoes of yours would get you into trouble one day..." Minion fussed as he went about setting his bosses fractured arm into a cast. Thankfully the break wasn't an actual break but it would still mean Megamind would be out of commission for a while so that her arm could properly heal.

Megamind, for her part, had remained oddly quiet since Minion had managed to pick her up and get her away from Metro Man. The fish had thanked Yussan himself that he had found them when they had, and that Metro Man hadn't followed them. It wasn't every day the man in white and gold gave them a moment to get away from a fight like that. But now he was worried, Megamind had only flinched and whimpered as the fish had peeled her tight dress off of her but besides that had remained silent.

"There we go... now it will have to stay on for a few weeks, and no tinkering in the workshop either. You need to rest it." Minion instructed as he tapped a finger gently against the hardening material.

Still, Megamind remained mute and nodded her head as she looked sadly at the jet black cast that Minion had set for her.

"Mistress, what happened?" Minion asked. "You've been quiet. Did Metro Man say something?"

"Doesn't he always?" Megamind asked as she slid off of the spiked hospital gurney that she normally ended up sitting on after a scuffle.

"Not to the point of making you so quiet. Come on, tell me. Please? Best friends for life don't keep secrets." the fish folded his huge robotic arms across his metal chest, and waited.

Megamind's face flushed a brilliant shade of purple, and she lifted her uninjured arm and pressed her fingers to her lips. "Well... besides saving me, despite not having to?" she asked.

"Of course he had to save you." Minion said firmly. "You may be a villain, Mistress, but you don't deserve to be hurt or even killed because of it. This was an accident," he reached out to her and brushed her uninjured arm with his large metal hand. She was so small and frail looking here, in a simple black night gown without her impressive heels or a smudge of make up on her face. How much a wardrobe change can do for a person...

"I know. But... After.. I... kind of. Did something." Megamind looked down at her feet that had white and black stripes that came up to her knees, and of course her black bat slippers.

"Did something?" Minion asked as his Mistress began to finally walk, leaving their emergency room behind and making a bee line for her bedroom. "What?"

Megamind mumbled her answer as she passed through the doorway into her bedroom. The bed was a queen size, for a Queen of Evil after all, and had silk blue and black bed sheets. Naturally the pillows were emblazed with either her M symbol, or a lightning bolt. Sitting amongst the pillows was her terror teddy with laser eyes and spikes sticking out of his fur.

"I didn't quite catch that." Minion said, stopping in the door way while Megamind slipped her bat themed slippers off of her feet.

Once again she mumbled her answer as she began to tug her blankets down but Minion quickly took the job over, not wanting her to strain her arm. "I don't speak mumble, Mistress. You know that." chided the fish playfully.

"I kissed him." Megamind blurted, before covering her blushing face with her hand. "I... I don't know what came over me! There he was, standing there and he, he looked so worried for me and even if I know he checked out my bewbs I, I told him he was cute and I kissed him. It was so sudden, Mignon! I don't..."

"He checked out your chest?" Minion asked, alarmed that the self titled hero would be so perverse to do such a thing. His fins flashed angrily to match his eyes. "How dare he!"

"He kept saying he didn't but he so did." Megamind huffed, looking away.

"That's horrible! Why that no good dirty-wait." the fish suddenly picked up on what else his friend, boss, and Mistress had said and his eyes widened in shock. "You kissed him?"

Megamind nodded her head furiously; face a brilliant shade of purple.

Minion didn't know what to think. He stared at his boss with his eyes wide, and mouth agape, for a moment before blinking and shaking himself out of it. "Are you sure he didn't kiss you, Mistress? If he forced himself onto you in your moment of rare weakness-"

"No, no. He didn't." Megamind sighed as she sat on her bed and pulled her terror teddy to her and hugged it expertly, avoiding all of the spikes sticking out of it. "I did it."

"Well! I hope Mr. Big Chin knows how lucky he is to have received such a gift!" the fish announced. "It's not every day you allow somebody to know the majesty that is your lips, Mistress."

Megamind couldn't help but snigger to herself. "You're a sweet fish."

"So did he kiss you back?" asked the fish as he climbed onto the bed besides her, having turned from over protective father figure into gossiping girlfriend in a blink of an eye.

"Yes!" Megamind squealed to herself, burying her face into the bear while her face flushed purple even more deeply than before.

Minion scoffed, and tapped her on the head to get her attention or at least to get her looking at him again. "So…" when she finally peeked at him, he grinned toothily, "Was he a good kisser?"

"I don't KNOW!" answered the alien, "It was so quick, it was over before I even knew I'd done it and he just... just stared at me and... he didn't push me away or anything..." Megamind sighed to herself, looking downwards.

"Well that shows he knows how important it was! Only a fool would freak out, at least in a bad way, if you kissed them Mistress." Minion assured her. "So that's why he was staring at you like that when I found you! I was afraid he was doing something to you..."

"No, no, no..." Megamind shook her head and finally pulled away from the terror teddy to look up at the fish. "I think he was as freaking out as much as I was."

"Well. Either way, what's done is done." Minion said as he set his hands on his knees. "You kissed him, he kissed you back, and that's that. For now we focus on the present which is your poor little arm," he got up off the bed as Megamind finally slid beneath the covers and he helped to tuck her in. "And plotting our next attack, yes Mistress?"

"Oh, yes. Of course. No doubt about it." she replied quickly, nodding as she got comfortable on the bed but remained watchful of her poor arm. Yes, it was important to focus on their never ending plan of getting rid of the man in white and gain control of the city that she so rightly deserved to run.

"Good night, Mistress. Evil dreams." Minion wished her as he left the room.

"G'night Mignon." she called back as she settled herself down against the large cushions and let her eyes fall shut. Once Minion had turned the lights off and left the room, however, her eyes opened in the darkness. On the walls in the darkness were posters of various singers, namely Madonna, Lady Gaga, the band Hole, The Runaways, Patti Smith and of course Suzi Quatro. All of them rockers in their own right, and had heavy influences on the alien woman in how she acted, and dressed.

But still the image of Metro Man standing that close to her, the warmth radiating off of him and the feeling of his lips pressing down against her own... it was as if none of those bands had affected her at all. She had become that young, innocent, and hopeful little girl who used to dream of being accepted by the people around her. Before the hatred of the city had sparked, little Megamind had once hoped that she'd be well liked. That she'd have friends her own age, and no longer would she be coddled over by her various aunts in the female correctional facility which she called home.

Alas, her hopes were smashed. She was different. Too different with her bright blue skin, large bald head and brilliant green eyes that were sometimes compared to brilliant gems or deadly acid. The children teased, she was left out of activities, and regularly ended up having the playground balls bouncing off of her. Even the little boy with the brown hair and smarmy grin, who she had thought as cute once upon a time, had teased her.

How many times he had carried her to the time out corner? Far too often! And yet he was still doing it all these years later and they were no different to when they were children, only they were adults. The time out corner had been upgraded to a jail cell which was no longer her only home, but a true prison. Wayne Scott had taken the name Metro Man and was well known both as a millionaire playboy and also a superhero. The city, the state, the country, the whole world had welcomed him and had turned their back on her. She had heard people complain about her at length, that Metro Man should let her just drop off a building and let the city be done with her so he could focus on bigger problems with the world that he could help solve.

Yet it had happened today and... He'd saved her. That feeling of... strange feelings suddenly returned and she was sure she was blushing in the darkness. That feeling had been... nice. And she hadn't felt 'nice' about anything not evil related. It scared her. So she forced the idea from her mind and tried to get to sleep, despite her heart beating quicker within her chest as she thought of him still.

Meanwhile across town...

Metro Man sat on his King sized bed with his head in his hands, mind going a million miles a minute.

Of course the chief of police understood when he flat out lied and said he had lost track of Megamind after she leapt off of the building they were on. Of course they believed him because he was Metro Man, hero of Metro City, and would never tell a lie in his life. He was like a boy scout, no, a boy scout with super powers. He was incapable of lying. Yet he had done just it.

They had no idea Megamind had injured her arm in the fall, that he had gone after her and plucked her from the air and they certainly had no clue to the fact she had thanked him with a forbidden kissed.

Or that it was one of the greatest kisses he had ever received in his life. That part was secret and amazing to the man. It hadn't even lasted that long, it had been chaste, soft, apprehensive and yet... he couldn't get it out of his mind. There she was, small and slender in front of him, hand grasping the front of his white uniform and tugging him down and...

"Jeeze." he rubbed his hands over his eyes and groaned. "It might just be another plan." he spoke aloud to himself, something he tended to do when he had to think things through. "To lure me into some kind of... false sense of security, or something? I don't know. I'm not a planner like she is. She's the brains..."

He lowered his hands and surveyed his room that was smothered in memorabilia that included old newspaper clippings, trophies, portraits and old clothing he used to wear. Suddenly remembering something, Wayne swung his legs over the bed and walked over to one of the walls and investigated an early photo, back when he was just a child. Funny that no matter how many times he had looked at the photo in the past he had never really looked at the little girl standing to the left of everyone. There he was, front and centre with his arms around the two children besides him and everyone else seemed to just gravitate towards him. He had his token grin in place, how happy and proud he was to be surrounded by his friends. Yet... looking at the young Megamind, he saw her trying smile.

She was obviously unhappy, but didn't want to ruin the photo. There was her small, nervous smile while Minion was gazing up at her.

He could remember their time together in that school house. The little girl in the orange jump suit who was always shuffled to the side, always teased. She claimed it was his fault she had ended up in jail but was it really? He had always countered with the fact that only criminals lived in jail, so she was obviously a bad girl. Bad Blue Girl. Isn't that what some of the kids called her? Blueberry head was another taunt that the little girl didn't like, so that made them call her that even more... including himself.

Why had he been like that? Peer pressure? She had never done anything against him...

"I was a brat." he muttered as he stared at his younger image and sighed, before moving back to his bed and climbed onto it before flopping downwards onto his back.

It still made him wonder... up until she set that paint bomb off in the school, Megamind hadn't been evil... did that mean she was? Thinking over it, now, he couldn't help but notice that she, unlike the criminals he normally encountered who used weapons, never put people in danger. There was no threat of murder, or injury. Even Richard, no matter how often he was kidnapped, was never really in any danger of dying... It was all just a show, a game and nothing more. A game that the two had been playing for years now and it had all lead up to...

Suddenly today flashed through his mind again. How horrified he was at seeing her falling off of the building, how he hadn't seen her as his arch nemesis but somebody in need of help. Somebody who deserved to live, somebody he knew, and somebody he would... miss.

"Really?"

He would miss her? She had been nothing but a problem for him for years, how she would strut around in all these outfits, flaunting as if she was the bees knees... but she brought meaning to his life, didn't she? If there was no Megamind, what would he do? Face off against men with guns and drugs, rapists and criminals who held no regard for human life. They were scum. Megamind... she wasn't scum. She wasn't evil...

"She is hot, though."

Did he just say that?

He did!

But, he had checked her out hadn't he? His x-ray vision had revealed just what the woman wore under her skintight leather. How long had he secretly wanted to do that? She hardly helped matters in the manner of which she dressed, all that leather, pleather, skin tight spandex that barely seemed to leave the woman room to breathe and yet she could banter with him for hours if she so wanted without loosing any breath. She was unrelenting; in that way... she never gave up, never surrendered, no matter what the odds.

It's what he admired about her, and it was one of her best qualities.

"What am I thinking? I can't think this!" he announced as he grabbed a pillow and covered his face with it. "You're not sympathizing with your arch nemesis, you're not, you're not!" But I am.

What had she done to him?

To be continued