It's a one way ticket to midnight

[megamaniacal.livejournal.com]

WHO: megamaniacal and bullhorned
WHERE: Megamind's MAC lab apartment!
WHEN:LATE LATE LATE friday night to saturday morning!
WARNINGS: FAILURES...
SUMMARY: The labmaster and his minion sidekick are getting ready for their greatest display of pure awesome that they could have ever imagined
FORMAT: Starting out para! Whatever flows after that is cool with me!



In the almost quaint little lab in the heart of the MAC was the thudding of (admittedly) music that wasn't as loud as he'd like it to be. But! After the last episode with ridiculously loud music, he decided that perhaps creating a public disturbance in a gigantic building filled with superheroes wasn't the best idea. In fact, it was a terrible idea, especially when there were creepy, crude men lurking on the network saying horrible things!

So it was a a very respectable only normally loud volume. Which meant that only the people above and to the sides of the apartment were likely disturbed. It may have also been a little hard to hear in the room without shouting. Then again, the alien was very good at yelling at the top of his lungs.

Of course, this was the only way he could really work well, and he did want to get everything perfect for Monday. It was the perfect display of a true heroic gesture! The city would be flocking to him for his expert help now! For that though, he needed more chemicals!

"Minion!" wait, that wasn't right. Minion wasn't here. Nobody was. He had a new assistant now, didn't he? "Tavros!" he yelled above the very, very loud music to his new assistant. "The chemicals! On the wall! Bring me the copper chloride! And the chlorine! And the copper flakes!"

So he had a thing for blue. Who would have guessed?

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[bullhorned.livejournal.com]

Oh good, cause he was sort of worried whatever was going to happen was going to happen without him protecting his eyes. Which was apparently important seeing how Megamind had a pair on already.

He scrabbled with the goggles, eventually figuring out a way to sort of awkwardly tuck them around one horn and over his eyes. Or one eye at least. The other was only mostly covered, but he gave up fussing with the contraption once the gunpowder began it's rather startling and decidedly blue thing.

Alternia didn't have much in the way of fireworks or wild, happy displays of patriotism. In fact, patriotism in general was a rather foreign concept. Young trolls kept to themselves and did their very best to survive to adulthood, and adult trolls did their very best to do their jobs and keep out of the way of the Empress' drones.

So, needless to say, even just a gram's bright pop was enough to make his eyes go sort of mystified and curious, leaning forward in his chair a little and not minding if his voice was loud enough for the music this time. "Wow...! Um... is that... a thing that is uh... supposed to happen...?"

[megamaniacal.livejournal.com]

He looked over with no amount of childlike exuberance once the small explosion lit up the room with bright blue, and the grin was probably just a little bit infectious. Then he realized that his sidekick was curious, and a little confused.

By fireworks? That made no sense. They were just the reactions of energy expanding and absorbing different chemicals, heating those up and causing more explosions of energy, except they were colored! Basic science, and not all that interesting, but humans seemed to like them, and that was important!

"Yes of course!" he shouted, and then actually paused, and turned down the music. Tavros did the impossible. "Well, this is rather small scale, but we'll be launching big tubes of those into the sky on Monday! They'll be much larger then! And we'll have smoke! And really loud music! And then there'll be lasers, and choreography!"

Okay, he was just a little bit too excited.