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He was looking at his own body, limp, on the floor.

Megamind took a sharp breath inward. His mind raced. Had his invention exploded, Killing him? Was he viewing himself from some sort of afterlife? No, he thought to himself. He wasn't an expert but he guessed if he had died, he wouldn't have a pounding headache.

Megamind relaxed ever so slightly. But, if he wasn't dead, what was going on? He sorted through the possibilities. It could be a clone... It could be minion with the Holo-watch on... No, the Holo-watch was out of use due to his recent modifications... He could just be having a very strange dream. But he had never actually felt pain in his dreams before, and this felt much too vivid.

Megamind's eyes wandered down to his hands on his lap. His heart skipped a beat.

Instead of his normal black leather gloves, his hands were bare, and his skin was a pale peach. His hands were Human. Megamind closed his eyes, not daring to inspect himself further. He fought the panic building in his heart. Calm down! he told himself. There has to be a logical explanation. Or maybe you're just going insane...

Megamind paused a moment, shaking his head, unable to believe what was going on. Then, he saw the limp body on the floor stir. Megamind quickly stood.

"Uuhhh..." His other self-groaned. "Nothing's worse than a throbbing headache." He struggled onto his hands and knees and then paused. He seemed to have caught sight of his hands. He examined the black, spike-covered gloves, confusion on his face.

"What the..." He muttered, and then he looked up and caught sight of Megamind a few feet away from him. His eyes practically leaped from his head, and he literally jumped to his feet. His hand caught the handle of the de-gun on his hip, and he drew it, aiming at Megamind. His hand was shaking, and his face looked shocked.

Megamind gasped, confused, and wondering what the heck was going on. He slowly lifted his hands in the air. They stood there a moment, staring at each other, with intermittent glances at the gun on Megamind's part, and looks of confusion from the man holding it. Finally, Megamind's double lowered the gun, tentatively.

"What's going on?" He asked, alarm in his eyes. "Who are you? I mean, why are you... Me?"

Megamind lowered his hands, exasperated. "I'm you? Have you looked at yourself? You are obviously me."

The blue-skinned figure furrowed his brow and looked down at himself. He dropped the de-gun in surprise. "What the...?!" He stared at his clothes, and then he looked up, quickly putting a hand on his face, feeling it. A frown came over his face. "Thin face... Facial hair..." His face paled. "Oooh no..." He groaned, running his hands down his face. "No! Not this! Anything but this!"

Megamind frowned. "Anything but what?"

His double looked at him, clearly distressed. "Apparently there's been some sort of mental transference, A sort of..." He paused, trying to find the words, "...memory... Internal-self swap... But that would take extreme mental strength, and an immense amount of telepathic energy, not to mention the fact that the chances of us both surviving are nearly a billion to one..." His face took on a sort of reverence. "Whoever did this is either insanely lucky or a seasoned pro who knows what he's doing."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Slow down. What's all this about telepathic energy and insane luck?" Megamind's headache had worsened, which didn't help his thinking. He rubbed his temples, trying to understand what the figure across from him had just said. "...And why did you say I look like you?"

Megamind's double raised an eyebrow. "Look at yourself!"

Megamind looked down. He had a dark brown leather jacket on, and a belt with several devices and gadgets on it, as well as dark brown boots, and a white button-up shirt. He frowned and felt his face with his hands. Instead of the thin, sharp, face that he was used to, he felt a rounder, youthful face. He had no facial hair, and when he reached up to feel his head, he was startled to find that it was a normal human size, and covered in thick, messy, hair. He stared at his counterpart.

The blue-skinned figure watched him with patience. Megamind narrowed his eyes. He was starting to piece this together. Internal-self swap, he'd said...

"Wait, Are you saying that we... switched bodies?" Megamind asked, slowly. The man across from him nodded, slowly, an apologetic look on his face. Megamind felt his vision blur, and he stumbled. Almost instantly, the other man was by his side, supporting him.

"Easy there..." He said, helping him to his chair, a few yards away. As soon as he was seated, the man in Megamind's body said, "My name is John Cumberback, by the way."

Megamind blinked at him, confused. "My name is Megamind, incredibly handsome, super genius, and defender of Metrocity," he replied, without really thinking about how that would sound.

"Metrocity?" Cumberback asked, confused. "Is that a planet?"

Megamind frowned. "Excuse me. I mean Metro city."

"Ahh," Cumberback said, glancing around himself. "Do you live here?"

Megamind nodded. He was wishing very hard for Tylenol and a donut right now.

Cumberback nodded slowly and looked around at the lair more closely. Catching sight of the papers hanging from the ceiling, he walked over to investigate. Megamind followed him with his eyes. Is that really what I look like from the outside? He thought to himself, shaking his head. I had no idea I was so... so...

Cumberback disrupted his thoughts. "Is this a design for a holographic disguise generator?" He asked. He was looking at the design for the holo-watch. "I understand the concept." He continued, without waiting for an answer. "Warping the light around the wearer to give him the desired outward appearance. I tried my hand at inventing one of these, years ago, but I didn't want it badly enough. I had more pressing matters..." He fell silent. He was looking at his hands again. He turned abruptly to Megamind again.

"So... What race did you say you were?" He asked.

Megamind looked at him. "I... I didn't. Why do you want to know?"

Cumberback scratched his (Megamind's) head. "Well, it would help me understand how well your mind will hold up in a Pygairian body, and how well my mind should hold up. I'd hate for one of us to die because our minds don't fit in our temporary bodies."

Megamind looked at him. That was very blunt, He thought. "I'm a Sythian." He said.

Cumberback frowned. "I've never heard of that race, which is saying a lot."

"I'm the only one left," Megamind replied, not without bitterness.

Cumberback paused, a slight pain coming into his eyes. "I'm sorry." He said, softly. "I'm one of the only left of my kind as well. I'm Pygairian."

Megamind frowned. "I've never heard of your race either."

Cumberback frowned. "That's unusual. Everyone knows what a Pygairian is. We're as commonly known as the humans. We were once one of the strongest factions of the federation."

"Federation?" Megamind asked, confused.

"The federation of planets. You know, the humans and drealings and all the other people?" Cumberback frowned at Megamind's blank stare. "Let's see," He said, rubbing his head, and leaning on one of the control panels, as if suddenly tired. "Can you tell me what planet I'm on? That might help me explain this in a way you can understand."

"You're on earth." Megamind saw his own familiar face pale, and Cumberback leaned on the panel more heavily.

"But... That's impossible. I... You..." He was speechless. Megamind saw his thin body wilt and Cumberback collapsed. He rushed to his side to make sure he was okay, picking up the de-gun on the way. He knelt by his own body and checked his pulse. His heart was beating steadily. He must have fainted from shock. But, of all the things that had happened, he was most shocked to find out he was on earth? Megamind shook his head. He doubted his day could get any more complicated.

Suddenly, He heard a gasp. Turning quickly, He saw minion, paused mid-step, both hands on a blindfolded Roxanne's shoulders. Megamind immediately realized what this must look like to the fish. A strange man leaning over his master who is on the ground, unconscious. And to top it all off, he had the de-gun in his hand.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Minion's face was full of horror and confusion. Roxanne, still blindfolded, got a peculiar look on her face.

"...Now, Minion..." Megamind said slowly, dropping the de-gun, and putting his hands up in defense. "I can explain."

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Also, For those who may be interested, Cumberback has a british accent.