Together But Apart

Chapter 13

Y/n walked out of the hospital, traumatized and looking at her feet whilst preparing to cry. Before her tears could leave her eyes, Megamind took her by her not chin and turned her head towards him. "Natasha is a strong little Indian and she will recover," he said reassuringly. Y/n felt 😏 her ass vibrate. She took out her phone, but there was no notification. 😏😏😏😏.

    Y/n's heart felt like it could shatter into a million pieces. "A Million Pieces," she thought. "Just like my favorite song". Her eyes stung. She wanted to see Natasha smile again. Instead all she could look at was her feet as she walked further and further away. She couldn't even appreciate the premium leather on Megamind's 3.89 million dollar Corvette as they sped away to Megamind's 23.43 million dollar and 923 cent multi family home.

To releaf the stress caused by Natasha's decision to stop breathing, Y/n and Megamind decided to hop on Omegle. After having a couple of rather awkward conversations with creepy old men the pair came across a familiar face full of wrinkled scars. The older lady looked unfriendly. Megamind spoke first, "Uhhh hello fellow senior citizen. Where did you get those scars from, you old hag?" There was silence before the lady spoke. The silence was so long that Megamind got bored and decided to look up his IP address before putting on glasses in order to read the small font.

"The blond bitch" came the response. The babushka's eyes lit up as she noticed the reflection on Megamind's glasses. The lady then promptly ended the call.

Y/n's head began to spin. "That old lady looked so familiar..." Y/n uttered. "She... she looked like my long gone grandma." Suddenly the memories FLUSHED back into Y/n's head. "She survived the fire... Wait no actually I pushed her off a bus too lol." Megamind looked concerned and was weirdly turned on.

Megamind turned his ginormous head to face Y/n's comparatively smaller one, only to find her staring into his eyes. Y/n's eyes drifted down to his bright pink lips and slowly leaned in. Megamind, impatient, grabbed her and pulled her into his blue self into a tight embrace and a strong kiss. Y/n melted into his bulging arms, and swung her legs over him so she was sitting on him. Megamind lifted her up and walked over to the bed, still kissing fervently. He threw her onto the bed, and the rest of the night felt like a passionate blur.

The next morning Y/n's eyes sprang open, and she flew off the bed. Dazed and on the floor, Y/n looked up at the still sleeping Megamind.

"What has my life come to?" Y/n thought. The last time she has been so connected with anyone was with James. She heaved a heavy sigh. "This is different," she whispered to herself, "it's okay because Nandini's in a mentally induced coma." Then she suddenly remembered that Nandini was in a mentally induced coma. She began to cry, alone and on the floor until she heard the sheets shuffling as the drowsy blue hunk began to stir.

"Y/n, what are you doing on the floor at 7 hours pm?" inquired Megamind

"The floor is better for my back," she said, trying to hide her tears.

Megamind then lifted her up and body slammed her into the bed.

"No," he said. With that, Megamind looked down with his ginormous head to face Y/n's comparatively smaller one, only to find her staring into his eyes. Y/n's eyes drifted down to his bright pink lips and slowly leaned in. Megamind, impatient, grabbed her and pulled her into his blue self into a tight embrace and a strong kiss. Y/n melted into his bulging arms, and swung her legs over him so she was sitting on him. Megamind lifted her up and walked over to the bed, still kissing fervently. He threw her onto the bed, and the rest of the day felt like a passionate blur. Again.

Y/n's eyes spanked open, leaving her head with a large bruise. She looked at her phone and noticed the dreaded numbers. 6/24. The last time that date appeared on her device was a year ago. That's when the fire consumed the house of her ex. It didn't just consume the house though, it consumed all hope of her ever having a good birthday again. Or so she thought. Despite never telling Megamind about the date of her birth, he could tell after a single glance that she turned exactly a year and 782.27 seconds am older.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT YOUR BIRTHDAY?" Megamind shouted, promptly pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

Y/n's eyes heightened as her James flashbacks relapsed.

"Yeah," he said, "Is this Idini Nyer? I need your services 😏."

Then, suddenly and without warning, Idini Niyer burst out from Megamind's closet and began to sing her famed birthday song. Y/n, butt ass naked, was caught off guard.

I'm not funny my darling

I can barely dance or sing

I wanna learn from the very best

The very best that's you

Y/n cocked an eyebrow. "Barely dance or sing?" she asked, "Aren't you the author of the award winning novel Boys along with the director of the Emmy, Oscar, and Grammy winning adaption of your novel. And you're a  supporter of the #Blobfish movement and the Nobel Peace Prize award winner for most inclusive for people with long legs?" Y/n got up and hugged her icon. Idini, slightly disgusted but also aroused, hugged her back. Y/n saw only one way to thank the two.

With that, Idini Nyer looked down with her regular sized head to face Y/n's comparatively regularly sized one, only to find her staring into her eyes. Y/n's eyes drifted down to her dull brown lips and slowly leaned in. Megamind, impatient, grabbed them and pulled them into his blue self into a tight embrace and a strong kiss. Y/n and Idini melted into his bulging arms, and swung their legs over him so they were sitting on him. Megamind lifted them up and walked over to the bed, still kissing fervently. He threw them onto the bed, and the rest of the day felt like a passionate blur. Again again. Y/n knew that this birthday was a day she was never going to forger.