1. A Change (1/2)

the sun was slowly rose over the ocean, sending a traveling plane of orange light up the towers if metro city. another day was beginning, people were waking up and the streets were slowly beginning to fill with the sounds of cars and people. on the outskirts, a small school sat, tired looking and faded. it faced away from the sun, casting a dark shadow over the rolling grass.

a white van crawled its way through the grass, stopping outside the schoolhouse. a man, dressed in a snappy suit, stepped out if the car, adjusting his tie and walking up to the door, knocking firmly. he waiting for a moment before the door opened. a tall man with a strong jaw and gold eyes opened the door. the man in the suit smiled.

"good morning metroman!" he said with false friendliness. metroman yawned, looking irritated, dressed in a fuzzy white robe.

"honestly herman, it's early! there haven't been any robberies, kidnappings, heck, megamind isn't even up yet!" he said. herman pushed his sunglasses down his nose, looking up at metroman.

"i'm here on public business." he said. metroman opened the door wider, irritated look turning to one of boredom.

"of course you are, why else would my agent be here?" he said. herman walked in, inspecting all of metroman's paintings and souvenirs from his battles with megamind. herman sat down on the white couch, crossing his legs and

ushing himself off. metroman walked into the kitchen, pulling a sandwich out of the fridge.

"so what can i do for you herman?" he asked. herman pulled out a notebook; a sign that whatever he was about to say was 'important'.

"i'm here about your appearance to the public." he said. metroman laughed, walking back into the man room.

"really herman, everyone knows i look great!" he said, sitting down across from him, taking a huge bit out of his sandwich. it was true. metroman had dark hair and a handsome face. not to mention that he was incredibly tall and muscular. herman cleared his throat.

"it isn't your look metroman, no one would send me here about that!" he said, rolling his eyes. luckily, he was wearing sunglasses. "but what the public is having trouble adjusting to is your 'arm candy'." he said. he pulled out a picture of roxanne and pointed his pen at her face. metroman shrugged.

"what about her? everyone says that we make a great couple!" he said, swallowing half of his sandwich. herman wondered if metroman agreed with that statement or not, but he didn't bother to answer. he knew not to ask questions about him, not because his secret identity was in jeopardy, no, because herman didn't want to be stuck there listening to metroman talk about himself for hours on end.

"yes," herman said, putting the photo back into its folder. "they did. but she has become immune to megamind's captures! she's boring to the public and the chemistry between the two of you is gone. it is getting old! we need a new girl for you, someone to shake things up!" he said. metroman rubbed his chin, looking up at the roof.

"someone new would be nice." he said, grinning to himself.

"exactly," herman said, "and just think what a surprise it will be for megamind when he finds out that you have a new girl!" herman said. metroman let out a laugh.

"that is true! he'll be so confused." he said. he thought for another few moments. "in fact, a new girl would fit in just perfectly." he said. he looked at herman and shot him one of his smiles. "a right herman, i'll do it."

"i knew you would say that." he said. metroman watched as he pulled out a dvd case. "so i

ought the audition footage! so you can pick." he said. metroman took the dvd.