A parallel universe co-existing with ours on another dimensional plane. Everything’s duplicated, almost. Another Enterprise. Spock with a beard.
So wouldn’t Megs be the hero and Wayne the villain in this Mirror Mirror ‘verse? Even if they still landed the same. Megamind, (and DS people?) the underdog hero fighting against Wayne Scott and his family’s monopoly over the city. AU America being like a YA dystopia, ruled by rich supers like the Scott family.
^^Oooooh, this is good!
Mirror / Mirror
It’s the Roxannes and the Waynes that get switched.
mirror!Wayne is still cheesy and affable and smiles all the time…he just also sometimes sets people on fire with his laser vision while he’s doing it. Everyone is terrified of him.
mirror!Roxanne works for the Scott family, presenting propaganda to the public. But actually she’s secretly working with Megamind to spy on the Scotts and undermine them from within. She and Megamind are already together romantically in this universe.
The first thing mirror!Megamind does when canon!Roxanne arrives in the Lair is kiss her, and she is…really startled and also A LOT MORE INTO IT THAN SHE WOULD HAVE EXPECTED OH GOD. When he breaks the kiss, she’s so off-balance that she just blurts out,
“You grew a beard?”
The first thing mirror!Roxanne does when she arrives in the Lair is kiss canon!Megamind, and he is SUPREMELY CAUGHT OFF GUARD OH GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING. When she breaks the kiss, she rubs her thumb down the line of his facial hair and murmurs,
“You shaved?”
canon!Wayne is deeply disturbed by the mirror-verse, and by everything he finds out about his mirror-verse self; he ends up working with mirror!Megamind and canon!Roxanne to find his weakness and set up a trap for his mirror counterpart, for them to use after they all switch back.
When everyone returns to their own universes, canon!Wayne is shocked to find that his mirror-verse counterpart wasn’t able to do as much damage to the city as he would have expected–because, of course, canon!Megamind has been preparing for the possibility of Wayne doing something like that for years.
As soon as mirror!Roxanne told him what the Wayne from her universe was like, Megamind rolled out every single one of his Distract-Metro-Man-From-Destroying-Metrocity plans at once, which kept him busy until the switch could be made.
In canon-verse, Wayne has a sobering talk with Megamind and decides to step down as the city’s defender. He just–he has too much power; how can he be sure that he’s using it the right way? There were just too many similarities between the things that his mirror-verse counterpart did and the things that he’s done as the city’s defender.
In mirror-verse, the trap works, and Megamind and Roxanne defeat Metro Man and save the city.
In canon-verse, Roxanne and Megamind are extremely awkward and dance around the whole holy-fuck-our-other-selves-are-dating…thing, without really talking about it, and finally Roxanne turns and starts to walk out of the Lair–
–only to say to hell with it and turn around to kiss him.
When they break the kiss, Megamind is breathless. Roxanne is too, but she has enough breath to tell him,
“I like the goatee better.”
And then she kisses him again.
@setepenre-set so uh, I wanted to wait to respond until after I had seen that episode of Star Trek. I have now and oh my god?? oh my GOD I can’t believe my art inspired fic! This is amazing!!
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AAAAHHHH THIS IS GREAT!!
I love the colors you’ve chosen; they look so harmonious together–the dark blue design on his costume contrasts in a lovely way with the deep wine red of her shirt, but since they’re both dark, the contrast is unobtrusive enough to allow us to focus on their expressions.
Their skin, too, contrasts very nicely, but because they’re about equal in brightness, it’s not at all distracting, but just very visually appealing.
Their body positions are so great, too! I love the way Megamind is holding her, gently, but with the confidence that demonstrates he’s done this before with his own Roxanne. He’s leaning in towards her, with his hand cupping her face softly. His eyes are closed and his facial features rather relaxed–he’s clearly enjoying the kiss, but it’s in no way a surprising or unusual occurrence for him.
Roxanne, on the other hand, has her back arched and her elbow pulled back, making it clear that she’s very surprised indeed by this happening. She’s not pushing him away or trying to pull away–she’s caught off-guard, but she’s not angry or disgusted. Her eyes are wide, looking at Megamind, and she’s blushing–a sign that, in spite of her shock, she’s enjoying the kiss more than she would have expected.
Seriously, they look so beautiful, here, and I’m so happy that you saw that Star Trek episode, and liked the ficlet I wrote for your original art piece! Getting another piece of art from you about the same universe is so very exciting! ❤ ❤ ❤
Roxanne, securely restrained, watches as Megamind places each of the objects he intends to use in a neat line on the metal table. He looks up at her with a wicked smirk and her breathing picks up. He must notice her reaction, because his smile widens.
“Why don’t you tell me the location of the Rebel base now, Commander Ritchi?” he asks, voice smooth and persuasive. “You know you will, sooner or later.”
Roxanne raises her chin.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she says.
He raises an eyebrow.
“Oh?” he says. “So unfortunate. It would have been easier for you if you had cooperated, Commander.”
“Easier for you, maybe,” Roxanne says.
His grin turns sharp and he picks up the first of the objects.
“Oh, yes, easier for me as well,” he says. “But much less fun. And I have confidence that I can make you talk in the end.”
Roxanne writhes in near-ecstasy, tugging uselessly at her restraints. So close, so very close–almost–
Megamind, evidently seeing the signs of her impending climax, lowers the setting on the toy he’s using. Roxanne gives a little scream of frustration and he laughs, damn him.
“Tell me the location, Commander Ritchi,” he says.
Roxanne curses at him fluently.
“Aren’t you ready for your torture to be over, Commander?” he asks. “All you have to do is tell me.”
“I–I–”
Panting, Roxanne gazes up at Megamind–who’s looking very hot and flustered, his face flushed and the collar of his Imperial uniform slightly loosened. She licks her lips and his eyes follow the movement.
“–let me go,” she says.
Megamind blinks, surprised–not by the words, but by the tone of confidence, she thinks.
She licks her lips again, tilts her head, arching her neck. Megamind’s eyes track that moment as well, before snapping up to hers again.
Roxanne smiles at him, slow and deliberate.
“Let me escape,” she says, “and the two of us can go there together.”
Megamind’s eyes widen.
After an exciting escape which involves Roxanne convincing Megamind to defect to the Rebellion, the two of them ‘stealing’ weapons then running and hiding all throughout the Lair from imaginary Imperial troops, commandeering a ‘spaceship’, battling their way through an attack by Imperial starfighters, and finally arriving safely at the Rebel base, Roxanne admits to herself that perhaps that roleplay session got a little bit away from them.
But neither of them mind, so it doesn’t really matter.
Megamind once again attempts to make toast.
The frosting is there to cover the sins.
Jazz Age Journalism
“Mr. Mind, what do you have to say about the strike at the Scott Industry factory that started today?”
“Nothing to do with me, Miss Ritchi–nothing to do with me at all.”
“And yet it’s been alleged that you’ve lent your financial support to the union leaders–”
“Possibly the Scotts should be more concerned with giving their workers a fair wage than with making perfectly groundless accusations against entirely innocent citizens.”
“Perhaps–but what about the accusations against you?”
“Implying I’m not one of the innocent citizens? Tsk-tsk, Miss Ritchi; you want to be careful with that wicked tongue. If it were anyone but you saying such things, I’d have you up for libel.”
“It’s only libel if you publish it, Mr. Mind. Otherwise it’s just slander.”
One time in high school I was waiting to talk to the Vice Principal and this other kid came in and sat down next to me. He said “What are you in for?” And I said “Oh, they just want to know if it’s cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium. What are you in for?” and he said that he stabbed a kid with a screwdriver. I told him we led very different lives and he agreed.
imagine ur otp
Roxanne and Megamind but I can’t decide which one is which, because Megamind as the troublemaker is the obvious choice, but I also fully believe that Roxanne would stab someone with a screwdriver
so what if the school realized that they could solve the dual issue of having no budget for much-needed a/v repairs and Megamind constantly being in detention with one move: he’s recruited to fix and run the system, effectively doing community service to work off his detention time so he won’t have to come back after class two years after graduating to handle the backlog.
Meanwhile, a guy in shop class thought it’d be funny to snap Roxanne’s bra strap.
ooh! Megamind gives an impassioned impromptu plea in Roxanne’s defense, claims he needs an extra pair of hands for the repair work, and convinces the vice principal to let her work off her punishment in regards to the Screwdriver Incident by helping him.
They’re reluctant because stabbing is pretty bad – even Megamind’s victims don’t usually need stitches – but Roxanne points out that half the girls in class had been trying to report the guy for sexual harassment for months now, only to be told “Boys just do that to girls they like”, which seems like a failure on the administration’s part … it could go really badly if they wanted to victim-blame, say, the daughter of a lawyer?
Self-defense suddenly seems like a reasonable argument to them, but they negotiate to describe the ‘community service’ in the most ominous terms possible when the parents of the stabbing victim inevitably call the office, to make it sound like it’s even worse than suspending her.
They make sure to mention that she’s going to be working with Megamind–cue a list of some of Megamind’s most dangerous-sounding accidents–“on a community service work program specially designed for our most troubled and problematic students”.
They manage to make it sound like working with Megamind is going to be a punishment in and of itself, and obliquely hint at it possibly being dangerous for her.
The administration is also careful to make it sound, to anyone else who asks about Megamind, like working with Roxanne is going to be punishment enough for him, and obliquely hint that she might be dangerous for him.
Megamind and Roxanne are both worried that the other one is going to believe it, but of course they don’t, and the two of them end up sarcastically joking about it, like “oh, you’d better let me have the last cookie in the packet or I might STAB YOU”.
Megamind buys her a screwdriver as a present.
They do have a staff supervisor, though they pay closer attention to the performances over the repairs. The aforementioned budget issues meant they had to let go the last faculty member who actually had technical training, so the teacher usually just keeps half an eye on them to make sure they’re doing something that looks like repair work and uses the time to get through some papers they need to grade.
Performances, on the other hand – while they usually assume the worst with Megamind’s motives, they realized the issue was more creative issues than malice (otherwise they would’ve found him something else to do). So they have someone there to tell him that no, the principal doesn’t want to enter with a guitar riff and billow of smoke, where did the smoke machine come from we never had a smoke machine.
Roxanne … look, the staff learned after her attempt to unionize the canteen workers that detention can be harder on them than on her. Everyone is relieved that they went for an option that lets her channel her energy toward something productive.
One time in high school I was waiting to talk to the Vice Principal and this other kid came in and sat down next to me. He said “What are you in for?” And I said “Oh, they just want to know if it’s cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium. What are you in for?” and he said that he stabbed a kid with a screwdriver. I told him we led very different lives and he agreed.
imagine ur otp
Roxanne and Megamind but I can’t decide which one is which, because Megamind as the troublemaker is the obvious choice, but I also fully believe that Roxanne would stab someone with a screwdriver
so what if the school realized that they could solve the dual issue of having no budget for much-needed a/v repairs and Megamind constantly being in detention with one move: he’s recruited to fix and run the system, effectively doing community service to work off his detention time so he won’t have to come back after class two years after graduating to handle the backlog.
Meanwhile, a guy in shop class thought it’d be funny to snap Roxanne’s bra strap.
ooh! Megamind gives an impassioned impromptu plea in Roxanne’s defense, claims he needs an extra pair of hands for the repair work, and convinces the vice principal to let her work off her punishment in regards to the Screwdriver Incident by helping him.
They’re reluctant because stabbing is pretty bad – even Megamind’s victims don’t usually need stitches – but Roxanne points out that half the girls in class had been trying to report the guy for sexual harassment for months now, only to be told “Boys just do that to girls they like”, which seems like a failure on the administration’s part … it could go really badly if they wanted to victim-blame, say, the daughter of a lawyer?
Self-defense suddenly seems like a reasonable argument to them, but they negotiate to describe the ‘community service’ in the most ominous terms possible when the parents of the stabbing victim inevitably call the office, to make it sound like it’s even worse than suspending her.
They make sure to mention that she’s going to be working with Megamind–cue a list of some of Megamind’s most dangerous-sounding accidents–“on a community service work program specially designed for our most troubled and problematic students”.
They manage to make it sound like working with Megamind is going to be a punishment in and of itself, and obliquely hint at it possibly being dangerous for her.
The administration is also careful to make it sound, to anyone else who asks about Megamind, like working with Roxanne is going to be punishment enough for him, and obliquely hint that she might be dangerous for him.
Megamind and Roxanne are both worried that the other one is going to believe it, but of course they don’t, and the two of them end up sarcastically joking about it, like “oh, you’d better let me have the last cookie in the packet or I might STAB YOU”.
Megamind buys her a screwdriver as a present.
[ /brainbot consciousness program : successfully installed ]
[ carapace control : optimal function ] [ limb control : optimal function ] [ flight control : optimal function ] [ sensors : optimal function ]
[ visual input : /facial recognition ]
[ designation : daddy ( megamind ) ]
[ /audio input detected ]
[oh, there you are; you’re awake! look at you; you’re perfect! who’s a menacing little cyborg? you are! yes, you are! good bot! good, good bot! daddy loves you, yes! ]
(( @nientedal suggested that Roxanne has one of these in her apartment; Megamind is envious ))
In Scorpio
Roxanne sees the scorpion-shaped chair on display in the window of the art gallery on October 20th. She thinks it’s probably meant to be a Halloween-themed piece, but she buys it for herself for her birthday three days later, on October 23rd.
It does not harmonize with the decor of her apartment at all. It’s a weird, ostentatious piece of furniture, and looks more like it belongs in Megamind’s evil lair, rather than in her sparsely–and a little impersonally–decorated apartment.
But for some strange reason that seems only to make Roxanne like the thing more.
The first time Megamind sees her sitting in it, he’s intending to kidnap her; he comes through the balcony door, observes Roxanne lounging in a chair shaped like a scorpion and looking like a particularly decadent kind of evil queen, and is so overwhelmed by this sight that he promptly trips over an end table and falls flat on his face, which is more than a little embarrassing but definitely not an unreasonable reaction because
Roxanne
Scorpion Chair
Evil Queen Pose
holy shit.
(Roxanne is very smug about the falling-over-the-end-table; she likes the scorpion chair in and of itself, but she’d be lying if she said she hasn’t been awaiting Megamind’s probable reaction to it with anticipation.)
Megamind decides, after this, that he needs a chair like hers for himself, and spends a considerable amount of time searching for another scorpion chair–but in vain.
He comes, at last, to the frustrating conclusion that it’s a custom-made, one-of-a-kind piece–which leaves him with very few options.
The idea of simply stealing Roxanne’s chair he abandons immediately; he has standards when it comes to supervillainy, and stealing one’s damsel’s decor very definitely does not meet them.
His fastidious evil soul shrinks, likewise, from the thought that he could just ask Roxanne where she got the chair and commission one of his own from the artist.
Asking one’s damsel for interior decorating tips is even more embarrassing than stealing her furniture.
He resolves, instead, to take up woodworking in his spare time and make one of the damn things for himself, although he has the nagging sense that this is perhaps the most ridiculous choice of action of all.
In the meantime, he settles for incorporating the chair into his kidnapping mise-en-scène; the next time he comes to her apartment to kidnap her for a nighttime evil plot, her arrives an hour before she gets home, arranges himself in the scorpion chair in one of his best evil poses with the lights off, and prepares to wait.
The outcome of this is extremely satisfactory; when Roxanne comes in, flips on the lights, and sees him there, she actually jumps, and makes a shocked squeaking noise that is unreasonably fucking adorable and also soothes Megamind’s pride a little as regards the episode of the end table.
Unfortunately, this is Megamind’s last bit of luck for a long while; the next few months go exceptionally wrong, evil-plot-wise, and he falls into a particularly bad depressive period.
In an effort to regain some sense of happiness, he decides to repeat the performance of the scorpion chair. It probably won’t be as effective this time, and Roxanne will most likely call him predictable again, but maybe she’ll at least jump like she did last time…
Like the last time, he arrives at her apartment early, arranges himself in the chair with the lights off, and waits for Roxanne to come home–but this time his depressed exhaustion, the darkness of the apartment, and the surprising comfortability of the scorpion chair conspire against him, and he nods off after about fifteen minutes.
Roxanne does jump when she walks into the apartment and flips on the lights, but Megamind is asleep, and doesn’t see it.
She realizes this in a moment, and pauses, staring at him, her hand still on the light switch.
A number of malicious ways to wake him cross her mind–she could poke him with the handle of a broom, or dump a glass of cold water over him, or scream very loudly.
(he’s been looking so tired lately)
She moves quietly into the living room and stands over him; Megamind doesn’t stir.
If he were someone else, she could drape a blanket over him, but considering the whole hypervigilance-and-supervillainy thing, she’s pretty sure that would just wake Megamind up, and for some reason she doesn’t want to examine very closely, Roxanne seems to have decided that she doesn’t want to wake him up.
She stands there for a long moment, chewing her lip and watching him sleep, then, very quietly, she takes out her phone, makes sure it’s set to silent and the flash isn’t on, and snaps a picture of him.
Roxanne doesn’t want to examine her reasons for doing that very closely either. It’s not as if having the photo gives her any kind of blackmail material; it’s not an embarrassing or compromising photograph at all.
Megamind, leaning back against the cushions of the chair in sleep, has his head turned slightly to the side, his lips slightly parted. His features are relaxed, softened by sleep, and his lashes lie dark against his cheeks.
He doesn’t look ugly or ridiculous, sleeping there; he looks–
Roxanne saves the picture, closes her phone, turns off the lights, and goes upstairs.
Megamind wakes up several hours later, in darkness and confusion–why is it so late? Why isn’t Roxanne back yet? Has something happened to–
No, her shoes are on the mat by the door; she is back.
But if she’s back, then why…?
Bewildered, he comes to the conclusion that Roxanne must have somehow failed to see him in the chair.
(he leaves the apartment. it’s much too late for the evil scheme now, and she must really be tired if she missed seeing Megamind sitting right there in her living room)
Roxanne keeps the picture in her phone, even though, the next day, she’s more than able to realize that doing so is a bad idea–this isn’t a compromising picture as far as Megamind is concerned, but it is a compromising photograph for her to have.
(vulnerable. he looks vulnerable, and this picture looks shockingly intimate, and keeping it is such a bad idea.)
She keeps it anyway, though, keeps it through switching phones twice, keeps it through the terrible period of thinking that Megamind has actually killed Metro Man, keeps it even while she’s trying to figure out how to read Megamind’s idea cloud so that she can defeat him herself, keeps it even while she tries to convince herself that she hates him.
When she moves into the Lair, two years later, she still has the picture saved on her phone–and she brings her scorpion chair with her.
Hide and Seek!
“Oh, I just can’t find my bots!” Megamind says loudly as he steps into his bedroom.
The underside of his bed is filled with so many brainbots that the mattress is bulging upwards, but Megamind appears not to notice this. He proceeds, instead, to look in the most elaborately ridiculous places possible–under the rug, inside a book, in his glass of water by the bedside table.
The brainbots can scarcely contain their glee.
“I can’t imagine where they could be!” Megamind says, throwing his arms up as if in frustration.
He glances over at his bed, which is now vibrating faintly with excitement. For a moment, his lips twitch, and then he schools his expression into one of overdramatic disappointment and exhaustion.
“I’ve been looking for such a long time!” he says, and heaves a sigh. “Maybe I should sit down here and take a break!”
He throws himself onto the bed, and sits there in an attitude of defeat, his head in his hand. The mattress wriggles beneath him. One bot gives a faint bowg of delight before the others shush them.
“I’m so tired,” Megamind says, “maybe I should take a nap!”
He flops back onto the mattress; almost all of the brainbots bowg this time, the sound rippling through the group of them like infectious laughter through a group of giggling children.
“Or maybe,” Megamind pauses theatrically, “maybe I should…JUMP ON THE BED!”
He leaps up onto his feet, cackling, as the brainbots explode from beneath the bed, all of them bowging loudly, their braincases crackling with excitement. Megamind almost overbalances at the sudden shift of the mattress beneath him, but they catch him as they swarm around him.
They lift him briefly into the air, then let him go; his feet hit the mattress and he bounces up again.
“Oh, there you are! There you are!” he cries, “There’s Daddy’s clever little cyborgs! I found you!”
“BOWG!
“BOWG BOWG!”
“BOWG! BOWG! BOWG!”
The bots swoop and dart excitedly around him and Megamind bounces until he’s breathless with laughter.
It’s Megamind going into stores and pretending to be a masked mannequin
Staying still 95% of the time but occasionally jumping out at people
“Why a dinosaur mask, though?” Roxanne asks, later.
“That,” Megamind says, “was camouflage.”
“Camouflage?” Roxanne says, lips twitching like she’s trying not to smile. “How was that camouflage? Mannequins–ah–they generally don’t have dinosaur faces, Megamind.”
“Exactly!” Megamind says triumphantly. “Which means, Miss Ritchi, that people were so distracted by the dinosaur mask that most of them didn’t even stop to wonder why I was blue!”
setepenre-set 
