Ok, here goes. My first Megamind fanfic. First off, I should say that I don't own Megamind or any of the characters, Dreamworks does, and I am just playing around with them. I will not be getting any financial rewards from this fic- its just for fun.

Note to readers: I hope you like this. I have read so many great fanfictions on this site that I am a bit intimidated. But I hope this turned out ok.

After a long day of flying around on his hovercraft, keeping an eye on the city he had pledged to protect, Megamind was headed back to his lair. He angled the hovercraft, a new, improved model that was sleeker and faster than the original, into a turn and flew through the secret entrance to his lair. The fake observatory was still on the roof. He really had to do a little more renovation. He had installed a set of windows similar to those first ones he had seen in the mayor's office. They made the lair so much brighter and less dreary. It was nice to finally have a place that was truly his own. He never had had a real home before. Oh, yes, he had the prison- but that was hardly like living in an actual dwelling. As a villain, he had always been on the run. Every time Metro Man found his latest hideout, he would have to relocate. It was a challenge finding a different place to set up his evil plans, but he had always managed it. The downside was that no place ever really got the chance to feel like home. Things were different now. He had an actual place that was his, a place where he could feel safe and secure. A place he could take the time to decorate to his tastes. It felt good. Megamind entered his lair and was immediately greeted by a mob of brain-bots. To his amusement (but not really his surprise) they were decked out with little party hats.

"Happy Birthday sir," said Minion, walking up to him. "Roxanne is in the kitchen. She is just putting a few finishing touches on the cake. We made your favorite- with chocolate frosting and strawberry filling."

Megamind smiled at his best friend. Draping his white cape over a chair, he followed Minion into the room that served as a kitchen.

Roxanne looked up from the cake and smiled. She was wearing an emerald green skirt and white blouse, and looked beautiful. He felt a surge of happiness, like he always did when seeing her after a long day fighting crime.

"Happy Birthday," she said. She walked up to him, reaching out.

He enveloped her in his arms. "I wanted to make this day very special," she said. "After all, it's the first time we've celebrated your birthday together. But first I have something to show you."

She led him over to a table in the corner . The table was full to overflowing with cards, stuffed animals, and brightly wrapped packages. "These are yours," she said.

"All from you and Minion? You didn't have to do this."

"No, actually they aren't from me or Minion. They are from citizens of Metro City. I've been sneaking down to get the mail for the past three weeks, collecting it before you got home. These are all gifts and cards that people sent. You have a lot of fans out there, people who are grateful for all you've done. Defeating Titan. Keeping the city safe."

Megamind stared at the overflowing table. This was something new. As a villain, he had never received any attention on his birthday from anyone other than Minion. Of course, the fish had always found ways to make Megamind's birthdays happy; he would cook a great meal, and give a gift. Often, the gift took the form of new clothing- a new outfit, cape or boots. Something he had worked on for a while but managed to keep a secret. So Megamind was never without gifts on his birthday. But this was altogether unexpected. He didn't know what to say.

"Come sit down." Roxanne led him to the kitchen table, and the huge birthday cake. The brain bots made excited circles around all three of them, making their "bong" noise, happy to see their master and seeming to comprehend that today was special.

Megamind had never had a reason to actually go though the theatrics of blowing out candles, but Roxanne seemed to want it, so he did. When she told him to make a wish before cutting the cake, he felt the first stirring of sadness inside. The truth was, special occasions always made him feel a bit unhappy. People often celebrated holidays with their family. His parents were long gone, and he was the last of his race. There was always that underlying sadness on what were supposed to be happy days.

"I wish there were others like me." He thought. Then he thought maybe he shouldn't make a wish that would never come true. He amended it. "I wish I had an opponent who would really challenge me. Like Metro Man used to. Just…a challenge. To make life more interesting."

He was about to tell Roxanne his wishes when she said, "Don't tell me or they won't come true."

The cake was delicious- moist and rich in flavor. Minion was such a great cook. When he told Minion how much he loved his baking, the little fish's face filled with pride.

Megamind felt a surge of true joy. Why was he allowing himself to grieve about having no biological relatives? Minion was his family, and now Roxanne. They were the best family he could ever hope for. He was not alone.

Roxanne said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Megamind paused, looking up from the cake. He nodded.

"Were you the one who put the cake on my kitchen table on my last birthday? The one that I found when I woke up in the morning? Back when you were still a villain?"

Megaman smiled. "Minion baked it. I snuck into your apartment and left it."

"I always thought it was you. At first I thought it was Metro Man, but when he denied it, I figured you had done it."

"I wanted you to have a surprise on your birthday." Megaman said. "I actually wanted to kidnap you and bring you back to the lair and offer you the cake. But I wasn't sure how you'd react to that. I went back and forth for a while. In the end I just decided to leave it."

"How did you even know it was my birthday?"

Megaman smiled and shrugged. "I tried to learn a lot about you back then. You know?"

"I think it was sweet. Like I said, I always thought it was you, but it never seemed right to ask. I knew you'd be embarrassed if I brought it up while you were holding me hostage."

"Yeah, probably." He said sheepishly. It seemed so strange now, the charade that they had played for so long. Him posing as the villainous kidnapper, holding her hostage, trying to frighten her, threatening to torture her in unspeakable ways if Metro Man didn't come to face him. He had always known he would never really hurt her. Surely, she had known that too. That was why, despite all his theatrics, she had never actually been afraid.

In a million years, Megamind would never have guessed that he and Roxanne would have ended up together. He had always thought she was beautiful, always admired her bravery. But she had been Metro Man's girl (or so he had thought.) He had known that there was never any possibility that their relationship could be anything other than captor and victim. If victim was really the right word.

Megamind, Roxanne and Minion sat together, talking and laughing for several hours until Minion finally got up to clear the table and Roxanne led Megamind into the bedroom for a little private time together.

As Megamind drifted off to sleep, hearing Roxanne's peaceful breathing next to him, he couldn't help but think about how lucky he was.

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I have to warn you- this fic starts out light, but will get dark. So be warned. I hope you are with me for the ride.