shycatdreaming:

azulemega:

passportcolor:

Sorry this took me so long and that I did fan art, hope you don’t mind

Awww!!! This is so cute!!! 💙 Very nice!!!

Roxanne didn’t realize how little she knew about her new boyfriend until she happened to get into a conversation with Minion.

It was one of those paradigm-shifting talks where two sides have two slightly different conversations until they recognize they were dealing with a totally different bias.

It was just – it was MEGAMIND. Even learning so much about him, she still had this image in her mind of him just going out and GETTING what he wanted, regardless of any consequences let alone concern. Obviously, he wouldn’t HURT someone, but for everything else?

She and Minion had just been chatting about the increasing summer weather, what to do about the heat, and she made one casual comment that took Minion a moment to process. And then it took her almost a minute to realize something she’d just taken for granted – wasn’t so ubiquitous.

Minion had just smiled, and made his suit shrug, and acted like such as small thing wasn’t a big deal. Like his Sir missing out on what was (to her) a vital element of being ALIVE didn’t speak volumes about the passive abuse the pair had experienced their entire lives on Earth.

“But – even as a child…”

Minion just shrugged again. “It’s not exactly something the prison cafeteria had.”

She was DEVASTATED. She didn’t blame the Warden or their prison “uncles”; it’s not like any of them had been given a nice handbook on how to raise a pair of alien children, and little details like “give them children type treats” slipping their minds was understandable.

But still…

So she was decided. At first she planned on taking him out, but even if he was getting a little more comfortable in crowds (and the crowds were STARTING to get a little more comfortable with him), what she had in mind seemed better suited to something – private. To let him (and her) just be together without having to hide any emotions from any strangers.

And the second she’d decided what she wanted to do, she recognized her beloved blue scientist defender was likely to want to – experiment. Much better to do so in a controlled environment where he could have his fun.

Especially given his other – proclivities…

Fortunately, the warm weather had meant there was a sale, and she was able to get everything she could image Megamind liking without too much bankbook-inspired restraint. And she learned another perk of being a degun owner: no need to worry about things melting in transport!

So, she took over a mostly-clear lab space, and began rehydrating and setting up.

Cones. Sprinkles. Nuts. Multiple types of gooey toppings. Almost a dozen different flavors

Quite frankly, she probably outdid most of the local ice cream shops.

Then she settled in, had some games of fetch with the brainbots, and waited for her boyfriend to come back from defending so he could have his first ever ice cream cone.