I Have Never Been Happier - Donna Beneviento × Reader

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First Person P.O.V - (Y/N)

-The next day I woke up and threw on a lazy outfit, leaving a sleeping Donna in the bed and greeting a grumpy Angie in the kitchen. I rub my fingers into my face, trying to rub the sleepy out of my muscles as my eyes land on Angie building a plate full of breakfast.
-"Good morning." I say quietly, and the doll groans at me.
-"For your information, breakfast isn't ready yet!"
-"Okay."
-"So you're going to have to wait."
-"I'll check on the other lords while I await your amazing cooking."
-She murmurs at me and I can't help but smile as I walk through the front door of our apartment, and I'm soon enough visiting the others.

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-"Heisenberg?" I knocked on his door once or twice, and it didn't take but like five minutes until the man opens the door, hus unkept beard and white eyeris' being a welcoming greeting. "You look like you slept well."
-"I SLEPT AMAZING." He tells me, grabbing my hands and pulling me into his living room. "Have you ever played this fucking Call of Duty shit?"
-"C-Call of Duty?"
-These video games, (Y/N)!"
-"Bro." I look at his coffee table full of beer cans and I spot he'd been playing fucking fortnite all night I imagine. I look at him with concern in my expression, very evidently. "Please tell me you haven't gotten into anime."
-Heisenberg turns to look at me and it's like looking into the eyes of a skinwalker. I'm not intimidated by Heisenberg in any way but the man definitely didn't look like himself right now.
-"What is that?" Heisenberg asks me, and I shake my head, putting my hand on his shoulder. "Please go outside for a moment."
-"Why?"
-"The sun might help."
-Heisenberg blinks at me, and I pull him along with me as we walk out of the apartment. Then he starts talking about all these conspiracy videos he's been seeing on the internet and how fascinated he is with the downfall of America. I tune him out after he mentions the name Bigfoot and I come to realize that the man literally has lost his main purpose in life.
-He thought through everything on how to defeat Mother Miranda. He put every single one of his waking moments into figuring out how to evade her, how to make sure his abilities will still work despite the fact that she controls him. Everything in his life was about escaping, but he never really thought of what he was going to do afterwards. Go with the flow? Doesn't seem like something Heisenberg would do with his life if I'm being honest.
-I get him outside and into the sunlight and he seems stunned by it for a couple of seconds, pulling his sunglasses off of his hip and putting them on his face before he continues speaking to me. But I make sure to cut him off.
-"Heisenberg, you know that Chris is allowing us to get jobs, yes?" I ask, and he stares at me for a couple of seconds. "I heard you applied for that car shop down the road, I think they're really going to like you there when thet realize what you're capable of."
-"Yeah, but I can't show off any of my powers, remember?"
-"I know, but you've got them locked down enough."
-I'm still surprised that Chris had managed to pull enough strings for these people to get back to their own lives. Salvatore, although he isn't in the greatest of shapes just yet, would be working as a janitor in an aquarium soon. Donna works at home selling her dolls and is allowed to occasionally go out and put on a show with them. The Demitrescu daughters, they have failed to work proper jobs but they do tend to show up in the Zoo someplace, usually getting themselves in the middle of a Tiger's exhibit (you can imagine why they're banned from said Zoo as well). Lady Demitrescu isn't managing quite as well, however. Her height makes her an anomaly to society and she really hates the diet she's been put on, and definitely hates me for changing her life. But that's not a me problem.
-"I know I'll get the job," Heisenberg explains, "But that interview is in a few days and I have plenty time in between."
-He removes his hand from mine and he feels the roughness of his beard, and he scowls to himself for a moment. I can tell now that he's in sunlight and not in this weird autoplay mode he set himself in that he recognizes how off he must look.
-"You need a trim." I tell him, and he snickers a bit. "I think I do."
-"Karl!" I turn my head to see Salvatore walking forward.
-To say Salvatore had gotten better in looks wouldn't be a lie. He continues to wear his cloak of course, has horrible posture and plenty of scars that are hard to miss, but he at least looks human now. I can actually see the smile, although a slight bit lopsided, sitting on his face. Heisenberg doesn't reciprocate it considering he's still upset that Salvatore is six-foot-one and taller than him now. He's only going to get angrier when the doctors figure out how to fix that crook in Salvatore's spine and get him standing up straight.
-"I didn't think I would see you out here any time soon. I heard you binge watching that Shane Dawson dude on the Television set last night."
-"Ew, Karl, Shane Dawson?" Heisenberg turns to look at me and I stare at him. "... I'll explain later."
-Heisenberg looks back up to Salvatore. "And what makes you think I wouldn't come outside?"
-"I can see the dark circles under your sunglasses." Salvatore points, his nails still being a tad sharp but they're trimmed enough not to scratch anyone. "You haven't slept at all, maybe not for the past couple of days."
-"I need to know the answers and if the internet has them then there's no point in sleeping!" Heisenberg defends himself.
-I bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from laughing at him, and I turn my head to spot Donna coming out the door, rubbing her eye from the sunlight and soon enough looking at me. I watch the way they light up when they land on my face, and I open my arms in greeting as she walks over and embraces me.
-"Good morning." I say, and she mutters a response, and I give her a soft kiss to the side of her head. "Did you sleep well."
-"I slept great." Donna says, taking a step back and looking towards the brothers as they bicker. "What's going on here?"
-"Heisenberg didn't sleep last night and Dr.Moreau seems to be lecturing him on the importance of his sleep schedule."
-"Sounds about right." Donna can't hide the smile that comes onto her face. "At least they argue about simple things now, instead of.. Everything else."
-"Like Salvatore getting his swamp water on Heisenberg's electronics?" I snicker, wrapping an arm around Donna's shoulders as I'm walking back inside with her. "Yeah, I'm glad to not be hearing that anymore."
-"You didn't hear it as much as the rest of us had to, consider yourself lucky."
-"I got a couple of memories from Lady Demitrescu, I definitely consider myself lucky."