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Here Again

Megamind was having a very bad day. He’d just been trying to reestablish his territory, wasn’t even doing anything terribly villainous. He and Metro Man had long ago established a ‘look the other way’ policy when it came to Megamind cleaning up the criminal world. His methods were far from legal but he got things done the cops and Metro Man never could. 

The new heros in this larger version of Metrocity didn’t seem to share this mentality. As such Megamind now found himself dropped off in front of the Metro City Prison for the Criminally Gifted and it wasn’t a scheduled visit. Anna and Minion wouldn’t know he was here… and GOD DAMNIT ALL! He’d had a secret date with Wayne tomorrow. Just fuck everything. He ground his teeth, barely paying attention to his surroundings as he was cuffed and lead under guard to the criminal processing area to be stripped before he was put in his cell again. God this was going to be torture. 

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Megamind + Original Script [x]

WE DON’T TALK ABOUT ‘BUBSY’ THANX

Actually we had a debate on that name I think and there used to be couple fanfictions in the early days who used it xD I think we collectively forgot about it lol

I used it once as a joke

“Bubsy’s a cute name!”

“My uncle called me that once,” Megamind scowled, “We don’t speak anymore.”

“I bought ice cream!”

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Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike. 

He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.

“Oh… uh, thank you?”

Syx cringed a bit at the butchering of his name, but was impressed that the man got as close as he did.

Automatically Sheldon corrected the pronunciation in a daze, “[Zissyxsus]” as he just slowly tipped his head at the other blue alien before him. He’d never spoken to any of the others about what they might have been called in their own language, hadn’t ever thought to. The versions of himself were similar but distinctly different. Hearing that name though… made him suddenly question that assumption when it came to this man.

Wayne repeats what Sheldon says, once getting it wrong again before trying for the last time and actually managing to say it correctly.

“… Sounds kinda nice” He murmurs, stroking the back of Sheldon’s neck a little lighter. He wanted to say something else but it seemed Sheldon and the other guy were locked into some kind of staring thing.

Syx’s eyes slid up to Wayne, this was the first time anyone other than Minion had ever said his name since he was 8 days old and now he had two people using it, “I.. um… Thank you…” he trailed off and looked back at Sheldon. He didn’t know what to say, but he felt he should say something, “I’m a… friend… of Harrison. He’d mentioned you to me.”

Sheldon just blinked, “Oh…” Harrison had told him about quite a few other blue he hadn’t met yet. His brother seemed to know everyone or at least of everyone.

Oh come in you look cute

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8. Sexy Bunny Costume

“You know, when you kidnapped me, I really didn’t think this would be what you wanted me for.” Wayne says, looking down at himself in a playboy bunny costume and raising an eyebrow before looking back up at Syx.

“But why?”

“Revaaange,” Megamind drawled out not able to keep the grin off his face in the slightest.

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

“Oookay. So go on and take a picture, it’ll last longer. Can I go now?” Wayne asks, not feeling all that comfortable so … sparsely dressed around Syx.

“Oh I have everything recorded,” he grinned and waved dismissively, “You may go now,” he made no offer to reveal where the man’s normal clothes were. Grinning evilly.

“… You’re not going to give me my clothes back are you?” He mutters, crossing his arms, making his full pecs push together and form some nice, albeit hairy, cleavage over the heart-shaped cups of the costume.

“ I’d like my phone back.” Wayne frowns.

Syx waved a hand and a Brain Bot brought Wayne’s phone back to him, “I must say I did enjoy your photo gallery on there,” he winked at Wayne, enjoying his predicament very much. 

At the mention of the enjoyment of his photo gallery, Wayne flushed deeply and looked at Syx with a furrowed brow.

“You asshole! That’s private! How the hell did you get into my god damned phone?!” He growls opening his phone and typing in his contacts with a frown.

“Oh Pah-lease! You say that like it was hard to crack into simple software like that,” Syx rolled his eyes, “I hack into broadcasts and government databases on a regular basis,” he winked at Wayne then, “Oh don’t worry I added everything to my private collection for posterity’s sake.”

“I bought ice cream!”

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Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike. 

He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.

“Oh… uh, thank you?”

Sheldon couldn’t help the snort that came out, “Six Blue? You got named after a number and a color? Our skin color? Did your parents hate you because I would have changed that first thing.”

Syx clenched his fists, his jaw snapping, “S. Y. X. and Dad had tried but humans can’t really pronounce [Zissyxsus] now can they?” the name he said rolled off his tongue easily, his face flushing as he said his real name. The only thing that was easy to make out of the rolling word was the YX sound in the middle. Thus, he’d been called Syx.

When he heard the name Sheldon froze, eyes wide as he stared at Syx. It had been a very long time since he’d heard his own name spoken. He hadn’t ever used it for himself. Minion had never said it. He barely ever thought of it anymore. His parents had certainly never asked if he’d come with a name. He wasn’t sure how to feel about this new development at all.

“ [Sissyxzus]?”  Wayne tried to repeat, almost automatically. He had no idea how but the same sounds that Syx had made, some managed to come out of his mouth and his tongue curled around quite easily.

“ That’s your real name?” He asks, looking between Sheldon and Syx, seeing his lover frozen he gently rubs the back of his blue neck.

Syx cringed a bit at the butchering of his name, but was impressed that the man got as close as he did.

Automatically Sheldon corrected the pronunciation in a daze, “[Zissyxsus]” as he just slowly tipped his head at the other blue alien before him. He’d never spoken to any of the others about what they might have been called in their own language, hadn’t ever thought to. The versions of himself were similar but distinctly different. Hearing that name though… made him suddenly question that assumption when it came to this man.

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At her look Syx realized how close he was and stepped back quickly, blushing. He refocused on looking around at her base and her creations. He tried to cover but in the end asked softly, “You really are… like me though?”

“Of course I am.” Megamind answers easily, recovering from her surprise enough to respond. One of the Brainbots that hadn’t been outside hovers closer, inspecting the newcomer curiously.

Syx reached out to rub the dome of one of her Brain Bots, his own moving to play with them now that they were is familiar territory. Others moving to explore the area. Turning to his female counterpart Syx sighed, “This is all going to be a headache isn’t it?” his exhaustion showing heavily now that he was calm.

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8. Sexy Bunny Costume

“You know, when you kidnapped me, I really didn’t think this would be what you wanted me for.” Wayne says, looking down at himself in a playboy bunny costume and raising an eyebrow before looking back up at Syx.

“But why?”

“Revaaange,” Megamind drawled out not able to keep the grin off his face in the slightest.

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

“Oookay. So go on and take a picture, it’ll last longer. Can I go now?” Wayne asks, not feeling all that comfortable so … sparsely dressed around Syx.

“Oh I have everything recorded,” he grinned and waved dismissively, “You may go now,” he made no offer to reveal where the man’s normal clothes were. Grinning evilly.

“… You’re not going to give me my clothes back are you?” He mutters, crossing his arms, making his full pecs push together and form some nice, albeit hairy, cleavage over the heart-shaped cups of the costume.

“ I’d like my phone back.” Wayne frowns.

Syx waved a hand and a Brain Bot brought Wayne’s phone back to him, “I must say I did enjoy your photo gallery on there,” he winked at Wayne, enjoying his predicament very much. 

70. ( Anna visits Syx in prison )

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Anna held the phone to her ear, pressing her hand flat against the glass that separated them. She was wearing his hologram watch.. she had changed her features just a bit, so she didn’t look as who she normally was. Her expression was warm and tender, swallowing. 

“..I miss you..” She murmured softly. Hyper aware that they were being listened to and watched, she sniffled, “..I found the car.. you had left it at the corner of Night’inham..” she told him softly

Syx was well used to plans not falling together perfectly after all no plan, no matter how great, survived first contact with the enemy. Or in this case Dad and all his guards. Syx did have quite a decent number of them on his personal payroll now, which helped considerably. 

This, however, was an entirely new experience. Syx wrapped his arms around Anna, hugging her close, breathing in her scent. God, he’d missed her. He always felt touch deprived in prison, but now? Now it was far more torturous. Between her and Wayne he now had so much more to lose every time he was cut away from the world. A whole world of touch he’d only just discovered the joy of. 

He looked a mess, his poor nutrition and lack of sleep showing heavily on his face. He really didn’t care, though. He had his Tiger back. Syx pressed kisses into her hair and face and neck. Anywhere he could reach, his voice rough as he murmured cheesily, “Honey I’m home.”

Anna began to tremble ever so slightly at the feeling of his lips pressing against her skin, closing her eyes as tears leaked down her cheeks. She made a soft, strangled sound of need, suddenly crashing her lips against his with a desperate sound. 

The kiss didn’t last for much longer than a couple seconds, pulling away and crushing him into another hug, her form trembling almost violently for the barest of moments before calming again. 

“..I missed you..” she murmured, letting him go enough so he could at least breath without difficulty. The actions had helped assure her this was real, and not another trick of her mind..

Syx rubbed his hands over her back, “There is no place like Evil Lair,” he murmured. it was his normal routine for getting out of prison… but everything was different now. Shakily he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, “I missed you so much my Tiger.”

Minion made a soft sound behind them, “If you wanted to change or… have a mammal moment I can go finish making a proper meal for you, Sir,” Minion still felt awkward around their displays of affection at times, just not sure where to put himself and feeling in the way.