End is the most enjoyable part of the story. We can all close the book and read it one more time, with confidence it was worth our time ;]. Margot-Eve


Three months later…

She was going crazy. Gulping nervously, Roxanne pulled the sleeves of her black hoodie down to cover her hands completely and sniffed the hems. It had been a week. The first two days she felt uncomfortable, on the third day she was jumpy and nervous, and on the fourth day she was a ticking bomb and her boss told her to go back home until she was back to normal. And for two days now she'd been laying in their bed, on his side, dressed in his hoodie.

The first time we separated wasn't that bad, she thought. Why does it need to be this bad now?

She knew why. Roxanne realized that she was tearing tissues to shreds, thinking back to a few months ago when Amy Amber (was that even a name?) tried to make a name for herself in the news and was making googly eyes at her Megamind! ARGH! No snowflake chance in Hell, bitch!

Now he was gone to Washington DC for a trial. The reporter finally knew how her blue beau had felt when they'd 'broken up' that time in prison… Roxanne shifted on the bed, biting her nails. If he wasn't back soon she swore was going to take a whole horde of Brainbots and storm the capital if that was what it took to get her boyfriend back!

Now calm down, Roxanne, calm down. You're being paranoid. It's just one or two more days and he'll be back with that goofy grin of his, telling you about his new idea before working on it straight away, playing some AC/DC so loud your ears will hurt…

Her internal monologue was interrupted by Minion.

"Miss Ritchi, would you like tea or coffee?"

She looked at the good-natured fish and smiled weakly.

"Do you think he'll be back soon?" she asked, still curled under the covers.

"Of course! Mr. Coulson is with him, and even if they don't always get along, he would never let Sir be taken down into Section 7 again," Minion spoke with confidence. "Just give them a day or two, Miss Ritchi."

His words worked like magic; she felt a bit better. Only a bit.

"Thank you, Minion. You really are a fantastic fish." She sat up. "A tea would be great. With lemon."

"And ice cream?" Minion grinned mischievously.

The brunette smiled back thankfully. "Chocolate, the biggest bowl you can find."

Megamind changed the gear and sped up. Phil gripped his seat harder and gulped, praying silently for this ride to end. The man closed his eyes.

The blue driver looked at his passenger out the corner of his eyes.

"Don't piss your pants in my car," he warned him.

"I won't. I'll puke up my breakfast along with yesterday's dinner faster," Phil said with sarcasm. "Are you trying to get yourself a driving ticket just after you got free from the government's clutches? You miss prison so much?"

"Car's invisible, Killson. And what's with the speed? This is nothing for a supervillain." The gear shifted again.

Just how many does this car have? And how fast can it go? The agent thought before he pointed out two things. "It's Coulson, and you're supposed to be an ex-supervillain, or is there something you're not telling me?"

"Just teasing."

"Can't you just slow down then, please? I want to reach Metro City alive, thank you."

"Wuss." Megamind made a sudden turn, just barely missing a truck driving in the opposite direction.

"Psychopathic ego maniac!" Coulson suddenly covered his mouth. "Ugh… I'm going to be sick."

"Not in the car!"

Minion put the dishes into the washer with a sigh. Miss Ritchi wasn't feeling well; the fish hoped his master would be back soon. He was also very anxious. When sir was in prison Minion knew that he was at 'home' and would soon escape. But Section7… that was a completely different level… A shudder ran through his small piscine body. He was very worried, to say the least.

Suddenly he heard a screech of the car tires in the lair, a door slam and Agent Coulson's: "Ow! That was my foot, damn it!"

"Then watch where you're stepping!"

Sir's voice was angry and…desperate, reaching a weird mix of a high pitched shriek and low growl at the same time.

Oh… better go and stop Mr. Coulson from arguing with sir now… Minion thought, and quickly left the kitchen.

"Sir! You're back!"

"Of course I'm back, Minion," Megamind huffed, but then soften at the sight of his friend. "The jury and the judge couldn't resist my devilishly handsome charm and charisma," he said smugly.

"So they let you go?" Minion asked with worry, and shot a glance toward Phil.

"They did." The agent nodded. "It's not a full pardon. He's still not allowed to leave the country, but most of his 'stunts' were discharged. Thanks to my report they believed in his reformation."

"Stunts? Are you calling my brilliant master plans stunts?" Megamind felt truly offended.

"The unicorn…?" Phil raised one eyebrow.

"It was the Equestrinator!" It was obvious the blue man was deeply hurt now.

"They took his incompetence as one of the redeeming points," Coulson added with a smirk.

"Inco…" the ex-super villain huffed, speechless. They were mocking him!

"Come on, Megamind. It did look like a unicorn."

"Havoc wrecking uni… Equestrinator!" The alien was still pouting. The other man patted him friendly on his shoulder.

"Yes, yes. Havoc wrecking." Though it didn't work, Phil added in his mind but left this to himself. "Now go greet your lady."

That one sentence did a miracle. The pout was gone, as a new thought appeared in Megamind's large brain. Roxanne; the reason he was in such a hurry to come back.

"Roxanne… Minion…?" Megamind looked at his best friend.

"She's in the bedroom, sir," the fish informed him with a light smile.

"Thank you. Now excuse me." The blue man ran to the direction of his love.

"Okay… I'd better leave, too. I need to meet Lena." Phil ran a hand through his hair.

"I'll go with you, Mister Coulson. I need to do some… grocery and… errands…" Minion watched his charge disappearing around the corner. A jacket and shirt flew from that same direction.

"Oh, I get what you mean. Then… let's go."

They both left the not-so-evil-liar, not really wanting to be there at that moment and for a good reason.

The doors opened and closed. Roxanne opened her eyes.

"Minion, I'm not…" But it wasn't Minion.

It was Megamind. Shirtless. She gulped; her mind was playing tricks on her, right?

"Roxanne…" he breathed, and suddenly was there next to her, swooping her into his arms and lifting her to meet him in a long, deep, passionate kiss.

After a moment – which for them was an eternity – they parted to get some air.

"I missed you," she whispered, knowing now it wasn't a dream.

"I missed you, too," he said, touching his nose to hers. "For a moment, in that courtroom, I thought I would never be able to hold you like this again."

"But you are. It's all that matters now," she assured him, stroking her nose over his.

Megamind smiled and kissed her cheek and forehead. Then he looked down at her and noticed the way she was dressed.

"Is that my hoodie?" he asked with amused smile, his hands wandering over her torso, loosening his embrace.

"Yes," she said coyly. Then she noticed a gleam in his eyes.

"Hmm… I like how it looks on you…" he said, and kissed her just under her jaw line, then nipped on her ear. "But I prefer you without it… or without anything at all."

"And I like how you look without your shirt on," she chuckled, sliding her hands down his chest, tickling him.

"Just my shirt?" he spoke into her neck, nuzzling, nipping and kissing.

"Okay… without you pants, too." She placed her hands on his neck, massaging the soft skin and slowly moving up to his head.

He suddenly slid out of her hands and removed the sweatshirt, discovering she wasn't wearing a bra. That did funny things to his mind. He swore, he wasn't going to wash that hoodie ever again. Her giggling brought him back to her and he smirked.

"What's so funny?" She shook her head and covered her mouth with her hand. "You're not telling?" Another shake.

"Miss Ritchi…" His voice lowered to the familiar villainous level, which always turned her on. "This is very rude… And it deserves… punishment…" He said 'punishment' as if it was the most amusing thing in the world, not able to suppress the 'evil' smile on his lips.

She yelped as he grabbed her bridal-style and threw her onto bed; then he jumped after her, pinning her hands above her head before he kissed her breathless.

"You… call that… a punishment, Megamind?" she asked, trying to get some air.

"No," he admitted honestly, and with one hand he opened the night-stand's drawer and pulled out silky string. Then he tied her hands to the bed post. "This shall be the punishment. The first part of it, actually," he informed her with superiority in his voice.

She pulled the strings, trying to see if she could free herself. No chance. The knot was strong. She sent him an uncertain look.

"A whole week without you, Miss Ritchi…" he murmured with a growl, looking straight into her eyes. "This is going to be fun…"

She froze. Her heart was beating fast. She could feel his body heat radiating from him. The soft brush of his fingers over her body. Then the strong grip when he reached her sweat pants and practically tore them down from her, along with her underwear. And then there was that stare full of wonder; for a moment he stopped breathing. How did he manage to turn her into nothing more than a love struck teenager?

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked her, running his fingers down her stomach.

"I could ask you the same question," she said, lifting herself a little bit to make herself more comfortable. He smiled softly. "I'm not going anywhere, Megamind. Not anymore," she assured him, knowing what would be crossing his mind.

"I wouldn't let you. Not anymore,." he said back, making her smirk. He moved on the bed to sit next to her. With a mischievous gleam his hand moved from the hollow in her neck down to her abdomen, drawing a circle there and then sinking even lower.

She half moaned and half shouted, shaking with overflowing pleasure.

"Miss Ritchi… I did not know you want me so much," he whispered into her ear, chuckling. Then he brought his hand to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean. Roxanne swallowed hard, seeing his delighted expression. "Let's see if I remember how the rest of you tastes like…"

He sucked hard on her neck, no doubt leaving a mark as he stretched his body next to her. "Your jeans…" she moaned when she felt the fabric brush over her legs. Soon he was freed of the pants and was back to teasing, touching and kissing her body with eagerness. Now the brunette wished she was free of the bonds on her wrists. Reduced to moaning and pleading, she wanted to touch him so much and hold him in place; he was controlling her body in full. She begged to be freed, but he seemed deaf to her voice, with that impish smile of his.

Suddenly the bonds were gone, and her hands didn't waste any time. She grabbed onto him, running her palms over his back, digging her nails into him as he rode her, whispering promises and asking the same from her. He would never let her go. His power over her was complete and she didn't care. She screamed her release, feeling him follow her with a familiar bite.

I'll have to wear a jumper to work in order to hide that, she decided as she fell down onto the pillows.

One month later…

"Your father hates me," Megamind repeated this sentence for fifth time that day, pouting.

"He doesn't hate you; he hates the fact that we're dating." Roxanne adjusted the tie around his neck.

"And that's supposed to make me feel better?" he asked as she stepped back to examine his looks.

"No, it's just for your information."

"And I love you too," he grumbled and pressed the doorbell.

Immediately Amanda opened the doors with a smile.

"Hi! It's so good you guys could make it!" She greeted the couple by hugging them.

"It's good to see you too, Mum." Roxanne gave her mother a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Come on in. Everyone's waiting." The older woman coaxed them inside.

It wasn't that Megamind didn't like visiting Roxanne's family. It was that her family was so big, and sometimes he really felt out of place. Oh, and there was still Thomas. Mr. Ritchi always greeted him with that hand shake of steel and a stern look, saying 'do anything funny and you're dead'. And his shot gun had recently been taken down from the display…

The second time they visited the blue man had met the other brother of Roxanne; Jeremy. He and Jake had 'borrowed' him from Roxanne for a man to alien talk about his relationship with their sister. And of course they had to ask about his manly parts; they had a couple of beers and the next day, Megamind decided that he hated beer. Roxanne decided that even if his drunken logorrhea was cute, she preferred him sober. It meant no male to male talks while she was in eye or hearing range.

This was their third time visiting, and Megamind noticed there were far too many people in this cramped little space. Gulping, he took in the view of the whole Ritchi family.

"Roxanne…?" He grabbed her hand, trying to hide his panicked expression. "Who are all these people?" He really wished they'd brought Minion along, but the fish had decided to stay home and keep an eye on the Brainbots and Marie who, despite her pregnancy, was probably planning something and was only waiting until her blue rival let his guard down.

Roxanne squeezed his hand reassuringly and pulled him towards the nearest relative. Soon he met everyone and didn't have a problem remembering them all.

During dinner everyone was talking. The cutlery clacked, glasses pinged; the whole family was happy. Only Megamind felt really out of place. He didn't know about what he should talk about and with whom. Jake and Jeremy were at the other end of the table and Roxanne was deep in conversation with one of her cousins. Suddenly someone called his name.

"Yes?" He raised his eyes to find the one who called him.

"I asked you how your inventions are going?" Amanda smiled gently.

"Oh, everything's going wonderfully. Though I must admit I had a problem with circuits in my latest invention, and I think Marie somehow tried to steal one of my ideas…"

"Marie?" one of the cousins asked. Craig. He was Julie's husband. "You mean Marie Harrison? I've heard you two are tough rivals."

Before he realized it, Megamind had been dragged into a full scientific discussion. Craig was an engineer and two of the other cousins worked as chemists. Finally he felt comfortable.

Later, in Roxanne's old room he felt even more comfortable, with the bustle of guests gone and with himself and Roxanne alone.

"So how was your 'Ritchi family annual reunion'?" Roxanne asked him while they lay in the bed.

"It was… definitely a new experience. I never knew your family was this big," Megamind admitted.

"Would you… like to have a family like that?" He felt she was definitely getting somewhere with this.

"Well, maybe not that big, but… being a part of it feels…nice. Still, I like it to be just the two of us and Minion most of the time," he said carefully, then looked at her. "Roxanne, is something wrong?"

She rested her head on his chest.

"Would you like it if… there were more than just the two of us and Minion? Would you… like to have a baby? With me?"

He sat up and looked at her very, very carefully. "Roxanne, exactly what are you trying to tell me?"

She bit her lips and took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant."

She caught him just in time before he hit the floor, unconscious.

Megamind woke up in a dark room, staring into the double muzzle of a shot gun.

"I-didn't mean-to-knock-up-your-daughter!" he said quickly, and when he heard a click he even added, "But-of-course-I'm-going-to-marry-her!"

Then the gun lowered revealing Thomas, towering over the ex-supervillain. "Good."

They were in Thomas's study. The room was small, arranged in a very oriental style. There were pillows everywhere, materials with geometrical patterns hung upon the dark green walls. The chair, desk, alcohol cabinet and bookshelves were made of dark wood. Megamind sat on one of the pillows on the floor.

Roxanne's father went to the small cabinet and put down his gun. Then he took out two glasses of whiskey and sat on the floor next to the alien.

"Here. Drink." He handed him one of the glasses and Megamind took it, not wanting to argue with the man.

"Do you know anything about family?" Thomas asked the blue man.

"Not really. I was raised in prison…" Megamind admitted. He turned the glass in his hands.

The older man chuckled. "It's not poisoned. Or are you really not used to drinking, as my sons claim?"

"The latter." But he took one sip of the drink and grimaced. Even worse than beer.

"Then you don't need to drink it," Thomas smirked.

With gratitude Megamind put the glass down.

"My wife and sons like you. My daughter loves you," the veteran reporter said slowly. "And it seems you'll be the father of my grandchild. It leaves me with no choice but to accept you into the family… I can't believe I'm saying this… but… I've always told my children never to judge a book by its cover and people by their looks… Though your looks are more bizarre than I could ever have expected…"

"Sorry to disappoint," Megamind mumbled.

"It's not disappointment. It's more like a shock. I always had a hunch that Roxanne would bring home someone unusual. But I expected the 'unusual' to be more of a job description…" Thomas sighed and took a sip of his whiskey.

"Supervillain and a mad scientist is probably fitting with the 'unusual'."

"You have a point there," the man agreed. "You see that shot gun?" He pointed to his weapon.

"It's hard not to notice it." Megamind looked in the direction of the gun.

"I've got it from Amanda's father on the day of our wedding. He gave it to me with a snicker, saying that when I have a daughter, I'll find myself using it as a threat. I thought he was having a laugh, but… God, I hate the fact that he was right."

Megamind looked at his soon-to-be father-in-law, quite confused. Thomas noticed his look and laughed.

"When Amanda introduced me to him he greeted me by sticking this thing between my eyes and saying he would shoot my balls off if anything happen to his girl. He worked in the army; I've got most of my connection there thanks to him. Tough guy. Good man and God damn irritating at times. Amanda got some of that sadistic sense humor from him."

"Mrs. Ritchi's father hated you?" That was… unexpected.

"Of course not. He hated the fact that I was dating her. Most fathers do. If the kid turns out to be a girl you'll get my point." Thomas drank the rest of his whiskey. "So, what are you going to do with the child?"

"I…" the blue man began, but closed his mouth. "I don't know. I mean… I'm not perfect material for a father! How am I supposed to take care of a child?" He panicked. "What if he or she is born blue like me? What if something happens to Roxanne?" He dropped his head miserable. Thomas gave him back the glass of whisky and this time, the blue man drank the contents with one gulp.

"Would you leave Roxanne?"

"Never!" There was so much confidence in the alien's voice that Thomas nodded with approval. "It's just… I'm an alien. This wasn't supposed to happen."

"But it did happen."

"But wouldn't it be cruel? I mean, for the child? My childhood… I didn't even have a real childhood… What kind of life will he or she have? And to bring him or her into the world… All I can hope now is…for him or her to be as human as possible…"

Without any encouragement Megamind took another glass of whiskey from Thomas.

"Don't think like that." The older man leaned against the wall. "Things happen for a reason. All we can do is to take what we have and do the best we can with it. Your kid doesn't need to have a horrible childhood like you had; this is all up to you and Roxanne. And me, and the rest of the family. This is what family is for. Because at the end of the day, those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind who you are or what you do. Roxanne's my daughter, and all I can do is support her, even if I'm not exactly happy with her decisions. But this is what being a parent means. Soon you'll understand that too." He thought for a moment. "Or at least that's what my wife said when you first came into our home."

"Guess you're right…" Megamind drank the rest of his drink, his worries not entirely gone, but calmed a bit. Then he got another crazy idea. "So… Should I call you dad now?"

The ice age could not match the iciness of the other man's glare…but then it melted and Thomas snickered. "After you two got married, then…maybe. Just maybe."

"Will I get the shot gun?"

"Sure, it's a tradition. Besides, I have another one laying somewhere around the house."

On the other side of the door Jeremy was eavesdropping, while Amanda was trying to keep Roxanne from walking into the study. Jake was encouraging his sister to do so.

"No worries, we'll get rid of his body and nobody would suspect it was our old man who killed him." He grinned at her and earned a whack to the head from his mother. "Ow! What did I do?"

"Shut up, Jacob."

So he did. There was no messing with Amanda Ritchi when she used full names.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. You're father would never harm him."

"No, only imply infernal tortures, very suggestively." This time Jake stood far enough from his mother so he only received a glare. "What? At least they were dressed when dad charged in and dragged the guy out…"

"I hope he's all right." Roxanne squeezed her mother's hand. "Jerry, do you hear anything?"

"Nope, nothing…Wait! I hear… singing?" The older brother stood up and blinked few times confused.

Amanda smiled happily. "See, he is fine! We should leave them alone now. You can wash your boyfriends head tomorrow morning honey, when they sober up."

But Roxanne remained worried until in the morning, when Amanda woke the drunken duo with cups of coffee and a good scold. Megamind (after a visit in the bathroom) swooped his girlfriend into his arms, and after kissing her he told her he loved her very much and asked her if she would marry him.

The ceremony was a private family celebration. But somehow they found a few photos from it in the morning newspaper. After the news of Roxanne's pregnancy leaked out Megamind had to double his security system, and Phil had to write long report to his bosses explaining why it would be a bad idea asking the alien man for a visit. It was good to have a friend in high places.

Nine months later a blue boy with a large cranium and electric brown eyes ("My father's" a proud Megamind announced) was born (with the help of a C-section birth). He was named Thomas Jr. The boy definitely inherited the personality of his mother, with only hints of Megamind's flare. His human grandfather couldn't understand how the guy who was completely unworthy of his daughter was the father of the smartest grandchild in the world.

Marie's son, Stephen, inherited his father's job and Thomas Jr. joined him as a partner in justice.

Stephen had a sister, Veronica, and after her birth Wayne and Marie also married.

Phil and Lena never married, but their relationship remained strong, all the same.

When Bernard announced that he was gay, no one was surprised.

Thomas Jr. – or just Tom – was eventually followed by two more siblings. A sister, Sarah – also known as "Peach", because she resembled a human the most, inheriting the skin tone of her mother. Her head size ranged in between of the size of Roxanne's and Megamind's, along with black hair, green eyes and pointy ear. She became a biologist, and interior decorator as a hobby.

The youngest brother, Benjamin – or simply Ben – was born with normal head size but with blue skin and blue eyes. He had a disturbing love for big explosions, but having a similar nosey knack from his mother and grandfather he soon became a reporter.

The five children soon became a major headache for Metro City and their parents.

The shot gun given to Megamind by Thomas was hung above the fireplace in the living quarters of the Lair. Megamind had a strange feeling of satisfaction when Sarah brought her first boyfriend home and the overprotective father sat in his leather chair holding the gun in his lap, saying in his best supervillain tone: "So you want to date my daughter, hmm?"

The end.


The quotes used in this chapter:

"One of life's greatest mysteries is how the boy who wasn't good enough to marry your daughter can be the father of the smartest grandchild in the world." (Jewish Proverb)

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." Dr. Seuss


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