Always Like This
Megamind had been alone for almost his entire life. And any few friends he encountered, it took him ages to learn to trust. And in romantic situations, it had always been hard for him to be blunt and vulnerable about his feelings. Showing any weakness would open him up to potential disaster, and he had learned long ago to swallow it all down until in private.
And now that he thought of it, he was running out of friends. It seemed to be just Minion and Harrison lately. And Wayne, maybe, if he wanted to consider them something other than enemies. Which he didn’t. Everybody else he had known had seemed to of vanished, off doing their own thing. Without him.
No, really, fine. He didn’t need them anyway.
…Perhaps if he kept telling himself that it would stop being a total lie.
So now, fussing with some scrap metal and odd electrical tools that had little resemblance to anything traditional, he tried to focus, brow furrowed from all his frustration. This usually helped. It had always helped. Working was always a great distraction. So why wasn’t it now?
He slammed the tools down against the scrap metal with a loud echoing clang. With an angry, growling yell, he grabbed the nearest wrench and flung it as hard as he could down the large empty space of the lair. It hit a pipe and managed to dent it enough to cause steam to rush out of it. The wrench clattered on the floor and brainbots quickly swarmed it, soon fighting over it with annoyed bowgs.
Megamind stood there, breathing heavily with frustration. Any other time, that would have been somewhat satisfying. But it wasn’t. Not at all.
He just wanted Mykaal.
His arm drooped back down to his side as his expression turned to sadness. He slumped down against a very large piece of scrap, sitting on the ground and covering his eyes with his palms. He tried as hard as he could to hold back any tears that threatened, but it was just no use. He balled up tightly as he sat there, sobbing into his hands.
Meanwhile Minion was busy doing some basic brainbot maintience in another area of the Lair. Ever since Mykaal-Sir had decided to take his time apart in his home dimension, it had been so quiet without the other blue man and the hum of his unique brainbots. Then there was his own Sir.
Megamind had been even more moody than Minion had expected. There was that whole drinking and spending the night with Harrison, for which the fish was grateful. He’d be beside himself if his Sir had been injured driving drunk. He’d tried his best to care for his boss, but Megamind didn’t want any of his favorite foods, wasn’t interested in new projects, and didn’t even smile at his jokes. The fish wasn’t sure what else to do.
Then he heard a loud clang and clatter from another area of the Lair. Megamind often made loud noises but something about this seemed… different. He put down the brainbot he was fixing and headed off in the direction of the sound.
Which is how he found Megamind on the floor sobbing.
"Oh, oh Sir!" the fish fussed as he rushed over, frantically kneeling in his suit in front of the other man. "Are you hurt?"