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This story is No. 4 in the series "Holidaze". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Let’s face it - before the roses and the chocolate, it was all about pain and suffering. X-over with HP,SPN,Tangled,The Evil Dead & Dr. Horrible.

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Multiple Crossings > GeneralJmariaFR1573,5430142,21220 Feb 1114 Apr 11No

Atro-City (Megamind)

Series: My Anti-Valentine
Part: Atro-City
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss owns all things BtVS, Dreamworks owns all things Megamind
Summary: Let’s face it - before the roses and the chocolate, it was all about pain and suffering. Wait a minute…
Characters: Lorne, Rona, Metro Man
A/N: Jediknight suggested the crossing - and I dutifully raced to the redbox and rented it. (I don’t get out much, and it’s located where I work.) Silly movie made me tear up. Curse you, Will Ferrell, you make me laugh and cry at the same time.

My Anti-Valentine

“You know he can’t carry a note in a bucket, right?” the young black woman frowned at him.

“That’s a little harsh, Ro,” the green-skinned man winced, taking a deep gulp of his Sea Breeze. “He’s got a nice smolder.”

“Oh, I got your smolder right here, Lorne” Rona glared at him.

“He’s got your smolder,” Lorne chuckled as ‘Music Man’ sauntered off the stage. “That muscle bound alien’s in your immediate future.”

“As in I get to kick his demon ass kind of future?” Rona perked up at the idea.

Lorne shook his head. The little slayer was too bloodthirsty for his tastes, especially after what went down in L.A. a few years back. But his Redemption led to and through her for some reason, and right now he was redemption’s bitch.

“Not unless you can kick his ass while getting horizontal with him in a darkened bedroom,” Lorne snorted.

“I don’t do rich white boys,” Rona huffed, tossing back a swig of her own drink. But Lorne noticed the blush as she pushed away from the table and out of the bar. Some people never learned.

“So, how did I sound?” the bearded man who’d only introduced himself as ‘Music Man’ grinned down at Lorne.

“Rough,” Lorne hedged. “You need some work, but overall - it had it’s own originality.”

“Really?” He looked ecstatic to hear that. “I’ve heard otherwise, but Mega- an old school chum thought I showed some promise. Rox - another friend didn’t think so.”

“Hmm,” Lorne pretended to think it over. “You know, my colleague who just left might be able to help you out in that department. Rona’s got a knack for helping artists find their groove.”

“You don’t say,” Music Man grinned.

“I’d hurry along if you want to catch her.”

“I think I’ll do that.”

Lorne shook his head. Metro Man and Rona were going to knock down a few buildings in the process, but in the end things would work out just like his vision had shown him. Which was why he needed about twenty more Sea Breezes to knock the frightening images of his colleague’s sex life from his mind. He didn’t need to know about the birth mark on her left hip in Technicolor glory. He also didn’t need to be playing Cupid for the PtB’s on Valentine’s Day, but it was a small price to pay while being Redemption’s bitch.

The End?

You have reached the end of "My Anti-Valentine" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 14 Apr 11.

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