"Donnie has so much pent up stress from working in the lab and his brothers hounding him. April comes and helps him relax. *evil laugh*" ~Apritellosmutluv. Evil laugh indeed
"Now wont you join me in some maniacal laughter?" ~ Megamind, 'Megamind: The Novel'
"Relaxation, Sleep Deprivation"
She came to his lab in the night, whispering sweet nothings in his ear as she worked on the stubborn knots in his shoulders. She noted the evident bags under his eyes and the obvious tension in his muscles. She could only assume he ached everywhere.
Two days awake came easy to Donatello. A week? Not so much. He was haunted by the same reccuring nightmare: April was captured by the Kraang (yet again) only this time he wasn't there in time to save her. It happened the same way everytime, her little cry for him, and the blood, oh god the blood. It was everywhere. It plagued him like a bad case of the flu. He hadn't eaten much, and it showed, his muscles weakened significantly, and his energy level dropping drastically. Of course, he got constantly prodded at by his brothers. Names like 'pussy' and 'chicken-shit'. Leonardo was different. He acted as his safe haven, one he could go to and talk to if he needed. Leo showed sympathy for his younger brother.
That didn't stop the night terrors, though. There was a point where he became terrified to go to sleep, even for a mere 5 minutes. The hours he wasn't training nonstop, he was in his lab with the music blaring while he worked on another pointless invention, it's only purpose to keep him awake.
April had only just heard of his sleep deprivation, and was determined to put an end to it. She wasn't going to let her boyfriend waste away to nothing. So she went directly to his lab, her fingers attacking the stubborn twists and knots in his shoulders, pressing loving kisses to the back of his head all the while.
"April.." it came out as a breathy sigh. His head fell slightly, his eyelids drooping. "I.. C..Can..Can't" he managed to grasp the words that seemed almost foreign to his tongue from the depths of his half-asleep brain.
"Shh." she hushed him, continuing to massage him. He tried to tell her that he loved her, but all that he managed out was a jumbled mess of incoherent babbling that sounded more like 'sign my shoe'. She didn't laugh, didn't even giggle. She didn't find his condition funny. Her hands stilled and she gave him a little nudge. "Let's go to bed," she spoke slowly, giving him time to process her proposal. "And tomorrow, we'll wake up and have a big breakfast." she finished, her voice like sweet honey.
He wasn't completely sure of what she had said (something about a severed head?), but he followed her nonetheless to his bedroom. He showed no signs of restraint as she led him to the purple kingdom that was his bed. He let himself fall backwards onto the soft, soft sheets. The relief was orgasmic, his sore and aching muscles sinking back into the mattress. It was like he was a man on fire and water had just been thrown on him. His eyes drifted shut immediately as April snuggled up beside him.
He wasn't sure of anything that had happened during that week. All he could really recall was that night. The night that April, the sole cause of his night terrors, had him asleep in her arms, his dreams of summertime and sweet kisses.
He didn't wake until 1 the next day, but she presented him with a large array of breakfast foods, as she had promised. He happily dug into them, the week of fright quickly becoming just another bad memory.
A/N: I had a different version of this story halfway typed out when my internet crashed. "That's okay!" I told myself. "A failure is an opportunity to achieve something better!" and so I seized that opportunity! I was so proud of myself.
Then I hit save and it froze before it saved it to my docs. I almost threw my laptop out the window. After a 10-minute-crying fit for no reason other than the fact that I was too lazy to type it for a third time, I sat myself down with a cup of coffee and typed away! And that's why it took me so long to finish this one.
And also, yes there really is a novel based on Megamind. I should know, I have it. And I could type it up for you right now without any reference. I could also do that with the dialogue of the movie. Ah, Megamind. My second obsession, but the one that came first.
