👻 (Devin and Uncle Syx?)

👻 A parent calms down the child after a nightmare

When Devin woke up from his nap crying, Syx panicked. He suddenly regretted claiming he was prepared for this. He didn’t feel so at all. He looked up at Minion helplessly, but his fish just made hand gestures at him, miming picking Devin up.

“Well of course that!” he hissed softly back. Picking the blue baby up and cradling him to his chest Syx murmured, “Shhh shhhh it’s okay. Uncle Syx is here. I have you.”

With another helpless look to Minion, he starting rocking and humming, not knowing what else to do. It started as the lullabies Daddy used to sing but morphed into something older, something from his mother. He didn’t think about it as he hummed, couldn’t. But Minion’s eyes went wide and his mouth dropping into a little ‘o’.

💪 (Lyn lol)

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“Ha! Well what are you waiting for then?” Megamind gave the Crimson Fucker the come at me fingers from the piolet seat of the Spider Bot, “Come on an hit me if you’re able.”

“OH SHIT!” twisting wildly around Megamind spun the canon to aim at her again, firing off a shot before, he became aware of his other problem. The spider bot stuttered under him, staggering to the side as its joints began to give under the claws, “The fuCK IS THAT? THE FUCK ARE THOSE?!”

Spinning the controls, he tried to shake the shadows off, cursing his stupid mouth and this stupid cat and this stupid everything. His heart hammering in his ears and moved the bot farther from the fire.

Lyn didn’t care about the extra glob of glue, the horrid stench of it permeating the area now. Burning through it at a rapid pace, her shadow demons continued to rip and tear at the mechanics, clawing and biting into it to stay on even as Syx tried to shake them off. When one fell off, it merely attacked again..

Lyn had just emerged from the glue as the spider bot’s limbs gave out, the ground shaking with the weight of it crashing to the ground. Snarling, the feline began to stalk forward, intending to make sure Syx remembered who he was fucking with, when a female’s voice shouted out.

“Syx!!” Anna had came into view just as the bot crashed down, her eyes wide with horror, fear racing through her.. and when she saw the shadowy beasts that came racing around to the glass area where Syx was, she let out another sound… except this one was one of protective anger.

Her body shifted to a large werewolf type creature, her form rippling and shifting in an oddly beautiful manner, shredding what clothing she was wearing. Letting out a roar of rage, the wolf leaped forward, intending to protect its mate

The wind getting knocked out of him in the fall, Syx hit the panic button on the consul. A cloud of brain bot swarmed from their hiding places and swept into the area with the mission of *get Daddy to safety* and set about getting Syx out of the wrecked bot and trying to distract the shadows that were obviously a threat to the mission.

Struggling to train the now sideways gun at the fiery hell cat, Syx almost missed Anna’s entrance. He whipped his head around in time to see a large black furred creature leaping between him and his attacker, “Wha- ?”

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Megamind had been performing a steak-out. Sitting on the roof of a nearby building. He’d had brain bots watching the place and tonight should have been the night. A gang had been planning on moving very dangerous weapons through his city and he could allow that.

The night had dragged on. Too many long nights that he’d been building new machines and tracking this potential shipment. His eyes drooped and he was asleep before he knew it.

He was falling …up… the ground disappearing beneath him until Earth was nothing but a marble in the black inkiness of space. His heart seized. No! Nooo! Not again!

Jerking wildly as he awoke, Megamind blinked in confusion at the face that swam into his vision. The expression making it hard to understand who he was looking at, memories blurring together as he tried to put the right name to the face in his half awake state with heart still hammering, “Wha…?”

“Wasn’t supposed to be sleeping,” Syx muttered dryly, rubbing his stiff back. Straightening out his hip gave a sickening pop and he sighed in relief. Trying to get back into his role, Megamind shook himself out and drew himself up, “Evil is never fine and always lurking. What better place then a roof top?” biting his lip he added, “You wouldn’t have happened to see a whole bunch of guys moving big boxes around down there earlier, did you?” he pointed across the street.

Emma watched him stretch out and listened to him as he spoke, raising a single brow as she does so. She couldn’t help but compare him to the other two blue men that she knew, couldn’t help but see the differences in them. Her pale blue eyes took in everything, not even bothering to try to hide the intelligence she held. It was far too early to play the game she enjoyed normally.

“Large boxes? There are always people coming in and out with boxes.. I mean this building is a bar.. but ah.. yeah. I have,” she pointed to the building he indicated. “They’re different this time. They all put it into a uhaul moving truck.”

Syx wanted to smack his head against a wall. One not being available, he used his fist, “Stupid. Fucking. Time. To. Fall. A. Sleep. Idiot!”

Groaning and staring up at the stars he asked dully, “I don’t suppose this bar has outward facing cameras that might have caught the plate at least?”

He’d left the brain bots behind to avoid suspicion in his hiding. He had a patrol nearby waiting, but he doubted they caught anything useful.

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“Brainbot it is then,” Syx replied, distracted as he counted his bots, trying to remember which ones he came here with, “One-nine-seven.. where are you?”

Spotting the bot he frowned deeply, “Oh no, that’s not yours! Drop it!”

The bot in question bobbing sadly with a stolen tool in it’s mouth.

As soon as the tool is dropped one of Megamind’s own brainbots swoops in to steal and play with it, zipping off in a pack of it’s mates in a game of chase.

The sight is normal enough to her that Megamind doesn’t bat an eye, still keeping her attention on Syx. “Do you need help finding the rest?”

Turning in a circle Syx did a head count. Groaning and rubbing his forehead he grumbled, “Yes it seems I will… I’m still missing nine-eight. I knew he was too old to leave the lair, but he was so excited to come out today. And he was doing good until now…” he frowned, the older models were just so much like puppies, “I don’t think he understands that he isn’t home.”

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“How many of you does one city need?” Rockatoo grouses, slipping into Spanish rather than English for the complaint.

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“Never heard of parkour?” Megamind replied in Spanish and laughed from his perch, quite comfortable on the tiny railing. Just to be facetious he added in Korean, “-Come at me now short stack!-”

Frowning, Carmen pouts up at Syx when he switches languages on her. “What’s that supposed to mean, skinny?” she mocks, giving him a narrow-eyed look.

“What was that?” Megamind called down, “I couldn’t *understand* yoooouuuuu~”

“Let me see” (Anna)

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Huffing Syx tried to wave her off, “It’s fine really.”

Actually, it was embarrassing as the bruises were revealed. As his tight suit was peeled back, dark bruises covered his arms and sides courtesy of a hard staff. Those weren’t the ones he didn’t want to show, though.

Syx took the pills but shrugged, “These don’t really work well on me.”

Pressing the ice to the worst of the swelling, he leaned his head on her, “I’ll be fine. I promise. They’ll heal before you know it,” he was covered in scars, she had to understand that wounds happened. She’d been covered in battle scars once too… but no more. They had disappeared with the ears. Something that was Emma and not Anna. A part of him hoped she was still his warrior woman.

Anna was honestly relieved when he accepted at least the ice pack, breathing out a soft noise before a gentle smile. While almost all of the scars had left her body from the curse, she had maybe one or two that she had genuinely earned herself.. both from learning how to cook. They certainly didn’t hold a fascinating story, by any means.. but they were hers and she was almost stupidly proud of them. Beneath the calm exterior she had gained, that warrior woman was certainly there..

It just hadn’t had a chance to reveal itself yet.

“Maybe a bath would help?” She suggested, though she wasn’t sure on that. Though perhaps if he had a bath she could join? The thought made her smile just a touch

“Bath yes,” Syx smiled softly, “Water always makes me feel better,” he figured it had to do with his semiaquatic nature.

Pulling her hand to bring her with him, he hesitated, dropping his forehead to her shoulder. Not wanting to meet her eyes as he admitted, “We’ll uhh… have to keep things above my waist, though. I don’t thing I could… or would want… not right now.”

“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”

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Syx howled in pain, clinging tightly to his beloved Anna. He couldn’t cry, not like humans, yet his eyes filled with unshed tears. Inner eyelids blinking them away and blurring his vision. His face flushed as he rubbed against her, seeking comfort. It had been the hardest decision he’d ever made. Ripping his heart to shreds and leaving him a mess. It was right and needed. It was horrible and he was a monster. Nessisary to move on. Regretted instantly. Heartache overcame him.

Close was good. Closer would be better. The only thing that separated them was clothing. Syx snaked his bare hands under her shirt, breathing out, “Yours.”

He wanted her love, needed it. The touch and sense of it grounding him to the here and now. His lips moving against her, seeking comfort more than sex. Reinsurance. Companionship. Love.

“I’m yours,” a chant on his lips, -I need you, I want you- “Please?”

“Yes..” she breathed, though she wasn’t entirely positive just what it was he was asking for. To her, she didn’t have to know just what it was he wanted, what he was asking for.. if it was in her power to give it to him, she would do so without so much as a second of hesitation. She trusted Syx with all her heart, and knew he would never ask her something that she wasn’t ready to do, or couldn’t do.. felt that to her very soul.

Following his lead, Anna slipped her hand beneath his clothing, pressing her palm against his bare skin, letting her lips descend to his once again.. though she let him pick the pace, let him choose just where it was this would go. She kept it slow, letting her senses and Syx himself lead her to what he needed.

Taking the encouragement, Syx pulled off his lover’s shirt and his own soon following. Pressing himself as close as possible to Anna, the blue man attempted to melt into her skin. Nestling against her with soft kisses and caresses, “I love you. Love you so much.”

-Please let this last forever-