Monsters vs Aliens (Male! Susan x reader)

Monsters vs Aliens (Pt 4) - There For You

A loud beeping stirred Steven from his sleep and he lightly groaned. He muttered as he turned in his bed. "(Y/n)... baby, could you hit the snooze?"
The beeping continued and Steven groaned more in annoyance.

"Babe, why did you set the alarm? We're on honeymoon—WHAT THE— OOF?!?"
He fell off the bed and onto the metal floor when he tried to reach for his wife.
He slowly sat up and looked around the room.
He was in a cell!

Steven quickly stood up and glared at the walls around him.
He noticed his change of clothes too.
"Hello? Hey, what's going on here!?"
A quick whirring sound stared him as he turned and watched his bed disappear into the wall. Suddenly, the wall in front of him closed off as well.

For a moment, nothing happened.
"(Y/n), you promised to get me out of here..." he mumbled.
There was a clicking sound before the room felt like it began to drop.
Steven grunted as he fell back onto the wall behind him for support.
Down, down, down, the room zoomed as if it were in a hurry.
But then...
Nothing.

The beeping had turned off and door slowly opened to reveal a large room with a single table and chair.
Steven scoffed, knowing that whoever had him prisoner wanted him to go into this room, but he wouldn't budge.
He'd wait out in his room until he saw (Y/n) again.

Unfortunately, that wouldn't do, since the wall behind him began to push him forward.
"Hey hey hey! Alright, I'm going!" He growled.
Steven walked cautiously into the room and looked around.

"Hello?" He called, but got no answer.
He kept walking toward the table, but stopped after stepping on something.
He leaned down to get it and frowned at the small chair.

"Why would anyone need a small chair like this?" He muttered under his breath.
However, his ears picked up on a commotion from the other side of the room.
"Is it just legs? Did they capture a giant pair of legs?"

Steven slowly walked toward the slight ajar door as he tried to make out the small whispering.

"Silence, B.O.B.! He'll hear us!"
"How? Legs don't have ears."
"Just shush!"
"Hey? Hello? Is there someone there? Could ya tell me where I am?"
Steven said as he kneeled down to look into dark room.

No one was there.
More whirring sounds from behind made the man turn back to the table.
A long tube from the ceiling hovered over the table and spat out a large lump of goop.
Then a large spoon.
Steven frowned as he walked back to the table and grabbed the spoon.
Quick footsteps ran behind him and Steven turned.

"Hey?!"
There was nothing there.
"Ok... freaky. I know someone was..."
He stopped when he heard twitching sounds.
He slowly turned to the table and stared at the goop, knowing that someone was behind it.

Sure enough, two large eyes peeked from behind the orange slob. The creature fully revealed itself to be a man with the head of a cockroach.
"Hello." He greeted, but Steven was having none of it.
"UGH! OH HECK NO!"

He started tried to smash the bug with his spoon, but the roach was too fast.
"ACK! Will you stop—?! Careful!"
Steven managed to get a hit in and rose his spoon defensively.
However, Dr. Cockroach held onto the spoon and pleaded.

"Please, good sir!"
Steven glared before smashing the spoon against the table.
"Stop! Doing! That!"
He hit the bug one last time before watching with disgust.

The doctor slowly stood back up and tried to regain his balance.
"Whatever mad scientist made you, he really went all out." He finally fell on his face.
Steven dropped the spoon and slowly backed away in shock.

"You can talk?!"
He yelped as he slipped backward onto the floor.
He rubbed his head before noticing a blue blob on his shoe. He grabbed onto it and held it closer to his face to inspect it better.
The blob jiggled and opened an eye.
Then, with a wide smile, it greeted, "Hi, there!"