He heard the sound before he even entered the room. The bright blush already on his face. On the big screen was a video recorded by a brain bot from a while back, Wayne between Syx’s legs. The sounds of their lovemaking filling the room, tinny from the speakers.
Laughing nervously, he’s not entirely sure how Anna will take the discovery. Syx rubbed his arm, “Oh uuuh… going through my videos? Six-five-two tends to record things where I want it to or not.”
“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.
“Surely you’ve at least heard of Metro Man?” Syx raised an eyebrow at Zagam, “The city’s shining heroic defendor? They have statues of him and everything,” he snorted. Wayne was gorgeous but Syx was forever grumpy about the universal praise the sheep of the city heaped upon the man.
“I must admit I’ve been curious about the museum myself…” Syx trailed off and bit his lip, “But I couldn’t go like this. I can fix that though,” making the decision to show off he winked and twisted his watch face. A shimmer of blue light covering him before he was replaced with a human visage of a dark skinned man with a similar goatee but sporting a wild mane of black hair that took up about the same space his large dome did.
“Metro man!” Zagam straightened and moved his hand away from Syx’s shoulder, then with the same he tapped his chin.. “yes.. well. He and I had a little misunderstanding. He really doesnt like much my type of people. “ he raised his shoulders in a shrug. “About heroic. I just saw him protecting his mate, never saw him in action.” waving his tail with elegance he brushes his hair back behind his shoulders, curving his lips into a smirk. “ Sorry. I consider statues as a way or arrogance, of course Im sure that those are presents from the people. still I think Metro man is nice but with a dry personality.”
The new change in the man made the devil step back, glaring with amusement and the new aspect. Was shapeshifting?… no. he didn’t detected any source of magic or power. “Another toy?” He asks and reached to tap the man’s chin with a finger…”Looks so real!”
Syx beamed at the reaction and did a little spin, “That’s the whole point, blend in and not be noticed. Just don’t mess with the afro, it’s not real.”
He was much calmer now that he wouldn’t be drawing attention for being blue. Looking around to orientate himself he tipped his head towards the heart of the city and where he’d noticed what he assumed was the museum, “His mate? I’m going to assume you met Harrison’s husband then. I know he’s mated to a Metro Man. Just not mine. And yeah the sheeple are constantly showering the dolt with gifts and praise. I swear he couldn’t do anything wrong if he tried,” he rolled his eyes and blew out a breath, “It’s obnoxious. Not really his fault though.”
“Mr. Blue would be fine. Now let’s do this before I change my mind.”
“Then let’s go.”
They get in the car, ride over, try not to make out too much, then the car pulls up in from of the Metro City Museum of Natural History. The car gets in line and as they get closer they see a long red carpet leading up the stairs and LOTS of photographers crowded around. Harrison grabs Syx’s hand just as the door opens and there is an explosion of flashbulbs and questions.
“Mr. Drake-Scott who is with you tonight?” “Where’s your husband?” “Hard for even the city’s hero to get a sitter on Saturday night?” “Trouble in paradise? Is that why you’re here with another man?” “How’s little Devin doing?” “How will Megamind Inc fair in the face of Brexit?” “Who are you wearing?”
Syx tried his hardest not to cringe into Harrison’s side. He was used to the spotlight but from a safe distance. There was a reason that he kept himself separated from the populous through the use of projectors and broadcasts. He focused on keeping his mask of confidence in place with the certainty that the only person able to see through the act was the blue man at his side.
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.
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