Just another one of those plot bunnies that wouldn't leave me alone, darn them! I've been mulling over this idea for a while… just gotta get it out! Can't stop myself! Oh, I'm hopeless… HOPELESS! ;)

This was originally intended to be a one shot, but, again, it grew out of control… so now it's a two shot.

Just a needless reminder, I don't own Megamind, Dreamworks does.

For at least the twentieth time in the last hour, Roxanne stopped to glance at her reflection in her balcony windows, smoothing her new dress and doing a final inspection of her hair and make up, just to be sure that everything was perfect. The nervous and excited flutter that had been assailing her stomach all afternoon was almost to the point of becoming unbearable now as she turned once again to peek at the clock. forty five minutes late now… Where are you? I hope you're okay.

Tonight was to be the night of their very first real date; no tricks, no disguises, no villains bent on destroying the city, just the two of them enjoying each other's company. Of course, they had spent considerable amounts of time together since the day Titan had assailed the city with vengeance and Megamind had proven to her and everyone else that he indeed did have a hero hiding inside all along. But there had been an unspoken mutual decision that the time they spent would be on a friendly level, feeling one another out, laying the foundation for a deep and lasting friendship and re-establishing trust before they rushed into anything in the way of a possible real relationship.

Not to say that when they were together the air wasn't thickly laced with romantic tension. There were times it was so strong it was almost too much for the reporter and her blue hero to handle. They felt themselves drawn toward one another like magnets, and it had been becoming increasingly difficult for them to hold back, let alone to try and cover up in a nonchalant way the longing glances, and the way they would watch one another with lovesick eyes.

Certainly they both knew deep down how the other felt, but because of the awkward circumstances surrounding the "Bernard Incident", neither one had felt brave enough up to this point to come right out and say it. Despite the sincere apologies they had made to one another, each continued to have their own nagging worries that nipped at the thoughts in the back of their minds; Megamind's fear that she would reject him because of his trickery, and Roxanne's worry that she had hurt him so much with the cruel words she had spoken out of anger that he would turn away from any relationship with her other than friendship.

Poor Minion was beside himself with sadness for his friends as he stood back and watched the way they obviously ached for each other, but he felt at a loss about what he could do to help them find their way to one another. Yes, yes; he had tried several times to talk Megamind into just swallowing that worry and asking out the girl of his dreams, knowing full well that she was pining for him to do just that. But however hard he tried, the fish's solid reasoning was met with all the resistance of a hopeful but nervous suitor, their history and his lack of ability to truly forgive himself for the way he'd hurt her holding him back every time.

He had even, albeit uncomfortably and in a rather round about way, tried once to talk to Roxanne in hopes that she would be willing to make the first move, but her only response was an uncertain smile and a non committal, "I know Minion. We'll see."

It was almost infuriating for the little fish; how could two of the most confident, self assured people in the city be so darn self conscious? Finally, he gave up in his attempts to try and talk his friend into allowing himself to move on and begin a new relationship with the woman he obviously loved more than anything in the world. If it was meant to be, and the spacefish was certain that it was, the two would find their way to each other eventually… when the time was right.

As it turned out, that time was just around the corner. Roxanne had stopped in to the lair one afternoon to drop off a copy of his latest interview for him to preview before it was scheduled to air the next day. It had been a little over three months since the final showdown with Titan, and lately it had become nearly impossible for them to be together without letting their longing for each other slip and allowing themselves to show how vulnerable they were feeling. Despite the fact that they always enjoyed each other's company, and felt that being together was the most natural thing in the world and being away from one another made them feel lonely and incomplete, sneaky feelings of rejection were beginning to whisper to each of them as they waited impatiently for the other to be the first to work up their courage.

After handing Megamind the copy she had promised him and engaging in a bit of small talk, the two stood around slightly uncomfortably, Roxanne looking at him with expectant and hopeful eyes. Oh, if only she could make him understand how much she wanted to be with him. She supposed she could ask him out like Minion had suggested; after all, she was a modern career woman and the old fashioned ways of doing things where the man always made the first move, although quaint, had become rather obsolete.

But the thing was, she liked that quaint, old fashioned way of doing things. That was one of the many things she loved so much about Megamind himself, the way he seemed to have been plucked right out of the good old days of rock and roll and made her feel that sense of comfort she remembered from when she was young. And of course, what a gentleman he had turned out to be, clinging to that old school treat a lady like a lady ideal that seemed unheard of anymore.

The more she had thought of asking him herself she realized that, although incredibly tempting, she just wouldn't feel right. It would have felt to her as though she had forced things rather than allowing them to progress naturally, and she didn't want to look back at their first moments together as a true couple, if they ever got that far, and have regrets.

After having waited a few more slightly awkward moments, Roxanne sighed and said goodbye. Darn it. Well, maybe next time.

Megamind had been wrestling with himself that whole day, trying to decide whether or not he would just go and do it already when she got there. He certainly wanted to, and he was fairly certain she wanted him to, but there was always that "What if… " that would steal in at the last second and reduce his carefully composed determination to a puddle of insecure goop.

As he watched the hopeful gaze in her blue eyes fall to a disappointed frown, a little voice in the back of his mind was trying to tell him… "Do it! Look at her; she wants you, you big headed dope! Don't screw this up!"

When he heard her slightly sad goodbye and saw her turn toward her car, that same voice suddenly screamed at him… "Nooo! Don't let her go this time! Hurry up, ask her!"

His heart hammering in his chest, Megamind nervously bolted forward without allowing himself to think through what he was doing and reached out to grasp her hand. Spinning her to face him, he asked breathlessly, "Roxanne would you like to go out tonight?"

She stood looking at him for a moment, her eyes wide with surprise as she tried to make sense of the most rapidly conveyed sentence she'd ever heard. When the meaning of the jumble of words that had just spilled from his mouth finally clicked, her surprised expression melted into a hopeful smile, and she said, "You mean out out? Like… on a date? A real date?"

"Yes," he said. He looked a little pale and his emerald green eyes shown glassily at her with nervousness. His breathing was beginning to come quite quickly now; she was afraid he might hyperventilate if he kept on like this. She felt sorry for him, but he looked so cute she found she had to bite back a giggle that threatened to bubble over. She couldn't have herself laughing right now and hurting his feelings, especially with the answer she had to give him.

"Megamind, I can't… "

The blue man suddenly looked crushed. Thinking he couldn't bear to hear her rejection, he responded quickly, "Oh; of course. I know, you don't have to say anything further. I completely understand. It really was very forward of me to… "

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop it silly; you didn't let me finish. I can't tonight because I have a meeting to go to. My boss called it at the last minute. But I would love to go out with you; maybe Friday night?"

Megamind looked at her, stunned, and blurted out, "You would."

"Yeah." she answered brightly, beginning to laugh despite her efforts to keep her amusement under wraps. His response had come in the form of a statement rather than a question, and it was obvious he hadn't completely absorbed the essence of what she had just said. For a genius you can be so slow, you adorable spaceman!

"You would?" he repeated excitedly, this time the light going on as he finally understood that she had just said yes.

"Yeah!" she affirmed with a full fledged giggle.

"Oh-hooooh!" he shouted enthusiastically and threw his arms around her waist, picking her up and spinning her as they both laughed with joy, not to mention more than just a little relief that things finally seemed to be progressing the way they had both hoped they would and longed for for so long.

When he finally set her back down, he looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said to her, "Do you have any idea how much I've wanted to ask you that?"

She beamed at him and happily said in return, "And do you have any idea how long I've wanted you to ask?"

After some discussion as to their plans for the following night's activities, it was decided that he would pick her up at six, and for their first night out together as a couple, well kind of as a couple, it seemed a little early in the game to actually classify themselves as officially "together" yet, they would do the classic dinner and a movie date. She would pick the dinner, he would pick the movie.

When the day had dawned, Roxanne woke with the sun feeling instant excitement at the thought of her first real date with Megamind. The anticipation for the perfect evening ahead spurred her on to get ready and out the door quicker than she remembered getting ready before, ever. All that excited energy was translating into a need to hurry and bustle along with her tasks; even though hurrying wouldn't make the date come any faster, she felt that she would pop if she didn't move faster and stay busy.

By the time afternoon rolled around, the excited energy was beginning to turn into nervous butterflies. For the life of her, she couldn't figure out why in the world she suddenly felt so nervous about the prospect of spending time with Megamind. In all the days she had known him, she had never felt nervous to be with him. And now that he had turned, they spent so much time together and had grown so accustomed to one another's company that they felt completely at ease together.

She knew there was no need to feel nervous, and yet, here she was standing in front of her balcony doors checking her reflection again, and feeling more nervous than she had ever felt in her life. She sighed and turned away, deciding that this was ridiculous. Stop it, you have nothing to be so worked up about!

She headed for the couch to take up the magazine that she had picked up at the news stand yesterday and hadn't had a chance to read yet. It must be the waiting that was getting to her. And now that he was late; well, that was certainly magnifying her already extreme level of discomfort. If she could just get into that article she wanted to read she thought it would help to take the edge off until he got there.

Just as she sat down and got comfortable, her doorbell rang. In seconds the magazine she had been holding was laying splayed and forgotten on the floor as she raced for the door. As she reached for the knob, she stopped herself. Ok, wait a minute. Slow down. You look waaaay to eager here. Take a breath… ok… now calm down. It's just Megamind. Nothing to be nervous about.

The trouble was, when she reminded herself that it was "just Megamind", her nervous excitement tripled in about two seconds flat.

Well if I can't settle down, I have to at least pretend to be calm. Play it cool Roxanne…

With an extreme effort to keep the giddy grin off her face, she opened the door… and was shocked by what she saw.

Rather than finding him groomed and dressed and ready to go, he stood in her doorway looking quite grimy and completely disheveled, still wearing his hero suit, which happened to be soaked and covered in muck, and even torn in a few places. When he saw the completely shocked expression she wore as she registered how unprepared he was, his own expression turned incredibly sheepish.

"Roxanne, I'm so sorry. I was heading in to get ready for our date when a rescue call came in. There was an accident and I had to fish a car out of the river. Everyone's okay, by the way. But I had the brainbots grab some clothes for me and throw them in the car while I grabbed what I needed for the rescue and headed out, figuring it would be a quick job and I could get ready here when I was done and still have plenty of time. But the rescue took faaar longer than I thought."

As she listened to his story, she began to notice that he was shivering as he stood in the hall and the dirty water dripped down around him to form a pool on the hallway floor. Kicking herself for being so rude, she reached out and took his hand, leading him inside. "Well come in here, you're freezing. And filthy! I'll get you a towel and you can just shower and get ready here; I don't mind waiting at all."

He looked relieved, but just to be certain he asked, "You're sure? Even if we left now with me looking just like this and I use my… extreme driving skills, we'd just barely make our reservation at the wrist- raunt. If I take the time to clean up we'll miss it entirely."

"Megamind, you being comfortable is much more important to me than a reservation. We can just go someplace else. Go on, get ready." She said with a kind smile as she handed him a couple of towels and a plastic bag to stuff his dirty suit into.

His face melted into a beaming smile, and he simply said, "Thank you, Roxanne. I'll be but a moment!"

Just as he was turning to sprint to the bathroom, Roxanne asked one last question that stopped him in his tracks. "Why didn't you call though? I was starting to get kind of worried, actually."

He turned to her again, that same sheepish expression showing itself again, but this time mixed with a healthy dose of guilt. "I know, I was afraid you would be. In my rush to get out the door I, uh… forgot my phone. And of course the one time I forget my phone would be the time that Minion failed to grab his too. When we got to the scene I intended to have one of the officers call you for me, but I just forgot when I got wrapped up in the rescue. I'm sorry."

He looked so regretful it made her heart ache. She wanted to put her arms around him and give him a kiss to let him know it was ok, but decided against it. Covering herself with sludgy, smelly river water didn't seem like a very good idea; then they'd both have to get cleaned up and they'd never get on with this date.

She laughed a little and said, "Oh, it's alright. I'm just glad you're ok and that you finally made it here. Now go on, hurry up!"

"Yes! Hurrying as we speak!" he said as he turned and bolted to the bathroom, seeming not to notice the trail of river water he left in his wake.

She chuckled affectionately as she watched him head off like a shot, until her eyes slid down to those puddles of muddy, stinky water. That filthy water was so gross, there was no way she could just wipe it up and forget about it. Now she would have to mop the floor while she waited, one of the things she hated to do the most, and in her pretty dress too. Great.

Megamind came through with his promise to be quick; in what seemed like minutes he walked out of the bathroom fresh and dressed and ready to go… but not looking particularly happy.

Roxanne looked up as she finished the last of her mopping to see that handsome blue face looking slightly annoyed and rather… self conscious?

"What's wrong?" She asked, surprised to see any expression but eagerness to get on with their perfect night.

"Ugh! The brainbots! I told them to go get me some clothes, so instead of getting my clothes they apparently found a stash of things hiding somewhere that I'd stolen ages ago and forgotten about. I've never seen these before in my life! And they don't even fit right. This turtle neck was next to impossible to squeeze my giant head into. I look ridiculous!" he answered with a huff as he threw his hands in the air with exasperation.

When he began complaining about his ensemble, Roxanne looked down to take in the scene for the first time and found herself having to stifle a fit of laughter. His black corduroy pants were at least a size too large for him and he seemed to be having a difficult time keeping them up, considering that the brainbots neglected to grab a belt to go with them. He didn't dare use the belt that went with his hero suit, it was still covered in muck and would need a thorough scrubbing before it could be used again.

The blue turtle neck looked like it fit alright, but just as he had said, he must have had quite a time putting it on; the neck looked rather stretched out, as though he had been tugging and pulling at it a great deal to manage it over that great big skull of his. It sagged sloppily under the charcoal jacket that, if you can believe it, was too small for him. It looked immensely uncomfortable as it rode up under his arms and stretched tightly across his back and shoulders. The sleeves were quite short for him and hovered up considerably higher than his wrists. Out of all the things they could have picked, how did they actually find something that was too small for him?

With every effort to keep the laughter out of her voice, Roxanne asked, "Have you tried taking the jacket off? That might help… "

"Yes, I tried that. It just made me look even more ridiculous. You can't tell with the jacket on, but the shirt is too small too. It rides up when I move around… " he said with a pout.

"Oh… Well at least they picked the right colors. You have to give them credit for that, right?"

"But look at this! I look like a stale old professor in a moth eaten suit!" He exclaimed, opening his arms wide so she could thoroughly inspect the travesty he was being forced to wear. When he did so, his pants slipped a little further down his waist, causing him to have to quickly grab the waist band so as not to embarrass himself further.

Seeing him grapple at his pants to keep them up proved to be too much for Roxanne to handle, and she melted into a giggling mess, bending over double and clinging weekly to the handle of the mop for support.

"Ha… Ha… Ha. I'm glad you find my plight so amusing Roxanne, but how am I supposed to go anywhere like this. I can't let go of these horrible pants for more than thirty seven seconds without the risk of exposing myself to everyone."

She took another moment to control the giggles and catch her breath before answering, her voice trembling with the laughter that waited to sneak through again, "Do you want to just stay here tonight? I don't really mind if we do. We could watch… '

"No, no. We've done that often enough up to this point. This is supposed to our first date, I want it to be special. I'm not going to let something like this put a damper on it."

Roxanne felt a warm flutter in her belly and chest when she heard him speak those words so sweetly and saw the way he looked at her so lovingly. She couldn't keep the smitten smile from spreading across her face.

"Okay, how about calling the brainbots or Minion to get you another outfit, or at least a belt?"

"No, we've already wasted too much of the evening. If I do that we won't get out of here for at least another half hour or so, and even then there's no guarantee they won't come back with something even worse than this." he answered, motioning to his outfit with his free hand.

"Well; there is another option, but I don't think you'll like it much… "

He looked at her suspiciously and asked, "What?"

"You could borrow a belt from me." When she saw the slightly horrified look that suddenly assailed his face at the thought of borrowing a woman's belt to complete the mess he was already wearing, she forged ahead quickly through the giggles that were starting to take over again. "Wait! It's okay! No one will see it, and at least you won't have to worry about your pants. The only person who would know is me… and I promise I won't reveal all your secrets." She couldn't resist that last little dig, and punctuated it with a wink.

He studied her expression for a moment; it was obvious that she was trying her best to be helpful, despite the teasing… and not having to worry about those darn pants would make for a much more pleasant evening.

Finally, he sighed and said resignedly, "Alright. Fine. I'll borrow a belt. But this is our secret; I don't even want Minion to hear about this one."

She laughingly agreed, and as quickly as she could, returned with the belt, the least feminine one she could find. When he had it cinched firmly in place he looked as though he felt considerably better, although he still felt ill at ease in the terrible suit that his dimwitted creations of science had picked out for him. He watched Roxanne dump the dirty water and put away the mop as he cinched up, and noticed for the first time in all the confusion of the evening time how ravishing she looked.

Her hair was perfectly in place, as always, and looked invitingly soft; he felt a sudden longing to touch it and allow his fingers to linger through it. The blue in her eyes looked particularly brilliant that evening, he assumed because they were accentuated by the lovely dress she had chosen to wear. It was a deep, dark blue and edged in white trim, with ruffles around the v shaped neck that was secured with two tiny buttons. The white spaghetti straps showed off her creamy shoulders, while the deep blue sash around the bodice accentuated her small waist and luscious hips. He had never seen this dress before, and wondered to himself if she had bought it specifically for their date. It was a perfect dress for her, tailored in her uniquely beautiful style. She had always had a bit of a soft spot for ruffles, which he thought was absolutely adorable.

"Well at least one of us looks good tonight. You look absolutely stunning, Roxanne!"

She blushed a little at his compliment, and with a smile, said, "Oh, thanks. But I think you look very handsome, even in the… uh, interesting outfit the bots picked out for you. Very handsome."

Despite her attempts at hiding it, she couldn't completely disguise the slightly sultry tone in her voice or her wistful expression as she looked him over. When he saw this, it made him swallow, hard. Ooh, such a temptress, and I don't think she even realizes it. She has no idea what she does to me…

When he recovered, he cleared his throat and asked, "Are you ready to go, my dear?"

With an excited smile she answered, "Yep! Let me get my purse… "

As they were heading out the door, Megamind suddenly thought of Roxanne, mopping in her gorgeous dress and perfectly styled hair. "Roxanne…I couldn't help but notice you mopping your kitchen dressed like that… is that normal for you? To randomly deep clean dressed to the nines?" Her place has always been tidy… but, wow! That's dedication. I wonder what she thinks about the mess at the lair? I'm going to have to have to get those dimwitted brainbots to clean the place up a bit…

Hmmm, so what do you think? Will the rest of their "perfect" night go off without another hitch? Or are there more surprises ahead?

Leave me a review and throw me some guesses! ((Hugs)) for the reviewer that comes closest to guessing what happens next! ;)

Chapter two coming soon! Please look for it!

Thanks y'all! X6!