THiS IS A MEGAMIND X OC STORY. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ. Title is subject to change.

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"Oh, you have got to be kidding me." I groaned, rubbing my forehead with my hand in frustration. I glared at the small, seeming innocent piece of paper. A piece of paper that had suddenly appeared on my desk as I was about to clock out. A piece of paper I had barely looked at until I got home a minute ago.

A piece of paper that announced that I was being 'let go' from the company tomorrow. In other words, a piece of paper that viciously fired me and basically tossed me out onto the streets to fend for myself.

"Hey, Zena!" Came a call from the front hallway as the door opened. I shot a withering glare in the general direction of the door before flopping down on my couch face first. "Zena?" Came the call again, more of a question this time.

I groaned loudly into my pillow, letting her know I was both here and upset. I heard a low 'Oh, no.' from the hall, then footsteps started towards me. My best female friend, Eliza, came in, sighing as she saw the pathetic state I was in.

"So, any particular reason you've flopped down on the couch, groaning in misery, with your limbs flung carelessly in random places?" She remarked dryly, throwing her purse onto my coffee table and helping herself to my chocolates. I glared at my dirty-blond haired friend, my lips out in a immature pout.

"They've gone too far this time!" I exclaimed, waving the evil paper in the air dramatically. I suddenly shot up off the couch, pacing across the room angrily.

"How can they do this to me!" I ranted, arms behind my back as I glared at nothing in particular. "I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!"

"How much extra work did they dump on you?" Eliza-or Liz, as I called her-asked after swallowing some of my more expensive milk chocolate truffles. Hey, different cravings for different mood swings. I'm sure all you ladies know what I mean there.

Those chocolates had always been Liz's favorites, since they matched her eyes perfectly.

"None." I smiled as I said that, deceptively pleasant. Liz raised and eyebrow, wondering what my sudden change in mood could mean. She eyed me warily, wondering what I was playing at now.

"Did they cut your pay?" She asked hesitantly, slowly putting down my chocolates as it became apparent that I wasn't ranting just for fun.

"Only a little." I replied, still smiling. She stared at me staring pleasantly at her, probably hoping that I wouldn't snap with the next question she asked.

"How much?" Came the question after a moments silence.

"All of it." I was still pleasant, but she new me well enough to realize I was about to blow. "They've also taken the liberty of relieving me of all of my work. Isn't that wonderful, Liz? Three hundred sixty-five vacation days a year."

"They fired you, huh?" She asked dryly, refusing to delay the inevitable anymore.

"YES!" I shouted, flailing my arms quickly before resuming my pacing. "They fired me! Fired!"

"In other words," Liz started, examining her nails boredly. "You're being let go, your department's being downsized, you're part of an outplacement, you're going in a different direction, they're not picking up your op-"

"Enough with the Emperor's New Groove references!" I exclaimed, falling to the carpeted floor in a heap. I went silent, upset at the fact that I was now fired, but also hoping to get enough sympathy from Liz.

I heard a sigh from the direction of the chair Liz was settled on. I curled up a little more, trying to look more pathetic.

"Why were you fired?" She finally asked, making me perk up slightly.

"You know Kevin?" I said, peeking out from under my arms to see her answer.

"The freak that stalks you?" She asked. I confirmed this with a nod.

"Well, some idiot decided that he would be better as my boss." Liz shook her head at this, but didn't say anything. "So, just yesterday, he comes into my office, pulling some crap about how he'll put in a good word for me if I 'helped' him." I made quotations with my fingers, pulling an extremely disgusted face.

"So, he wanted you to whore yourself out?" Liz said, not really surprised at Kevin's actions, but still disgusted. I nodded, seething.

"I filed an assault complaint yesterday afternoon, but I doubt it'll do any good now." I said, looking glumly at the metaphorical 'pink slip'. Liz sighed, then stole the piece of paper from my hands.

"Well, from what you've told me over the years, the people 'high-up' in your company are absolute morons and jackasses. There's no way that they'll even consider the fact that the completely sane person has a point, so there's really no point in doing anything." She declared, ripping up the piece of paper and throwing the remains into my fireplace.

"I guess you're right." I sighed, stretching as I got up from the floor. Liz slung her arm around my shoulder, smiling at me.

"Okay, in honor of you finally breaking free of that crappy company, we're going to go out!" She announced, brushing her messy bob back quickly.

I smiled half-heartedly as she bounded off the get her cellphone, which had been charging since this morning in her bedroom. I shook my head, going to grab my purse and quickly brush my hair.

I did just that, snatching my purse from my night table and running a comb through my mid-back length brown hair. I pinned my thick bangs back to the top of my head, then changed my mind and let them do what they will.

"Hurry up!" Liz called from the living room.

"Here." I said, walking past her to the front hallway. She caught up to me quickly, both opening the door for us and locking the door behind us.

First chapter finished! I hope to take my time a little more with this one; work my way through some actual writing rather than just rush through the movie.

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