Sparks Fly (Megavolt x Reader)

Me, Mega-Dunce, and the Very Long Night

Well this sucks.

Here I am, being held captive by this weirdo who talks to lightbulbs when I could be at home, safe and sound, relaxing, and watching a movie.

Why couldn't have I mustered up the courage to ask for a ride...? 

...

Okay, I know interacting with others isn't my strong suit, but I'm gonna be here a while so I might as well to try converse with the killer. 

"Sooo... Why- er... What exactly is your plan for these light bulbs?"

"Eh, today's really just a field day for me," Megavolt replies, not breaking eye contact with his work. "I don't have any sort of evil plan as of now."

"Ah." Well gee, that's a sentence I can definitely relate to...

"W-what sort of plans do you usually have?" That stutter is definitely helping to carry the conversation along.

Megawatt here seems to only like making eye contact with people when they offend him. "I'm not telling you!" He glares and points at me.

"W-why not? You're already holding me captive. Can't exactly escape. Also, it's rude to point." I cross my arms with a smug grin on my face.

"I'm holding you captive?" He looks up as if the sky had the answer. "Oh yeah! Yeah, I am holding you captive, duh. What does it look like?!"

Wow. Way to turn that question around, Sparky.

...

Somehow I have a feeling I shouldn't be calling him that even in my inner monologue.

"If you're so desperate to know," he begins. "My plans usually consist of going out at night and using one of my many genius inventions to free all of the enslaved machinery and harnessing every watt of electricity in the city of St. Canard and becoming the most powerful of all!! Ahahaha!!

"But you know, things happen." Megavolt shrugs and shifts back to his bulbs. "My plans are usually bigger than this, but the old battery needed some recharging." Wait, did he mean that literally or figuratively...? Anyways, he pulls his goggles off and cleans them before placing them back on. "It's been a long day. I'm usually a lot more electric than this!"

Yipes, if this is what this loon is like when he's tired, I'm definitely not looking forward to seeing what he's like when he's energized! 

Speaking of looking and seeing, what if... What if I try making a run for it when he's not looking? 

I know, I know. It's crazy! But if I could just... Time it right... He seems really scatterbrained, I doubt he'll try chasing after me if he can't see where I left. 

It's now or never.

~ 

Megavolt rummages through his bag for something and complains, "Hey, I don't hear any unscrewing over there- and... she's gone." He looks around and finds himself alone.

"Tarter sauce!

"Woah, wrong cartoon."

~

So, my plan turned out to be quite successful! 

That is, up until the point where I slipped on one of the ladder steps and began falling towards my doom.

"AHHHH!!"

This is it. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. Imgoingtodieimgoingtodieimgoingtodie-