Yeah, I think some of you guessed what was going to happen. Thanks to those who have reviewed.

Do not own Teen Style magazine, but do you know how hard it is to come up with a good magazine name that hasn't been taken?

"And how do you feel about the global warming, Megamind?"

"Well, I think it can be fixed by science. I have been working on a machine for it, but it's so hard to find a fuel that doesn't release green gases. After all, what good is living on this planet if it's getting warmer by the minute?"

He had been standing at the podium in front of the Megamind Museum for hours, answering countless questions from the press. Most of them were annoying. Roxanne had told him that she wouldn't show up for the press conference because she knew so much about him already and was also aware that Megamind would only answer her questions. He still wished she was there though, so he could propose to her in front of the cameras. He wanted the whole world to know how much she meant to him.

Another reporter raised her hand.

"Yes," Megamind called. "You in the back."

"Megamind, Teen Style magazine would like to know when you and Roxanne Ritchi are going to tie the knot."

The hero was confused. "Tie what knot?"

"When are you going to get married?"

He started panicking. "Why, what do you know?"

"So you haven't popped the question?"

"I'm waiting for the right moment. No! Don't print that! Are those cameras on? Forget I ever said that!"

He certainly hoped Roxanne wasn't watching. All the reporters were smiling and exchanging knowing looks. He had to get out of there fast.

"Is that all?" he pleaded.

"One more thing," the Teen Style journalist said. "Do you wear boxers or briefs?"

Megamind blushed. "No comment." He pretended to look at his watch. "Oh, look at the time! I have to go."

The paparazzi wouldn't quit though. They circled him as he made a break for the invisible car. They shot out more questions.

"Is it true you and Roxanne Ritchi are getting engaged?"

"How big is the ring?"

"What did you have for breakfast this morning?"

"Who are you wearing?"

Megamind took out his Dehydration Gun. "Ask me that again and I'll have you all dehydrated!"

As he got into his vehicle, no one dared any attempt to approach him.

Roxanne got off work late due to a long article she had to write on her abduction the other day. She collapsed on the couch once she was back at the Lair.

"How was work?"

Roxanne opened her eyes to meet Megamind's green ones.

"Exhausting," she groaned. "Sorry I didn't come to your press conference. It must have been a pain."

He joined her on the couch.

"Oh, it was nothing. Just talked to a few snazzy reporters. None of them are as pretty as you."

She giggled, but then her face fell when she noticed the weird look he was giving her. It made her feel uncomfortable.

"What are you staring at?"

"You're more beautiful than I imagined," he marveled.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"I don't know how that so-called hero managed to snag you, but I guess it's because of our irresistible charm."

His lips were against hers before she could say anything. Something felt…wrong. They had kissed many times before, but this one felt different. The lips weren't the same. Why doesn't it feel the same?

Minion had turned his back for one second and the Mega Clone was gone. He searched frantically for it until he finally entered the living room. He let out an inaudible gasp.

He knew the real Megamind hadn't come home yet. It was the clone who was kissing Roxanne at this moment. He hid behind the corner, thinking of what to do.

"Minion?"

He turned and saw his master. At least, he thought it was really him. This is not good.

"Sir," the fish whispered, "you might not want to go in there."

"Why, what's…?"

Megamind's heart stopped when he saw the sight. There was his Mega Clone. On the couch. With Roxanne. And they were making out.

Anger, pain, jealousy and confusion boiled over inside him. He didn't blame Roxanne. How could she have known it wasn't him? No, it was the Mega Clone's fault. It had gone too far this time.

But how was he going to break them apart? If Roxanne saw there were two of them, she's start asking questions. Then he had an idea.

Roxanne pushed who she thought was her boyfriend away.

"What's wrong?" the fake Megamind asked.

"Nothing, I just…"

Minion appeared. "Uh, sir? There's a phone call for you."

"I'll be right back, sweetheart."

Megamind snatched the clone as soon as it was out of Roxanne's sight.

"What was that?" he demanded angrily. "What was THAT? You just kissed my girlfriend!"

"It's like you programmed me," the clone shrugged. "I'm supposed to take your place while you're off doing something else."

"You're supposed to be fighting crime, not moving in on my soon-to-be fiancé!"

The words slipped out before he realized what he was saying. Shock and anger welled up in the Mega Clone's eyes.

"So you're planning to marry Miss Ritchi, huh? Planning to steal her from me?"

"What? I'm her boyfriend! You're stealing her from me!"

"You puzzle me, Megamind. You had it all. You were the Evil Overlord of Metrocity. You could do whatever you wanted without anyone stopping you. But you decided to become the hero instead? Boy, you're such a loser!"

Megamind's anger was replaced with fear as the clone stepped closer to him.

"Being a hero is so much work," it continued. "Why did you quit being a super villain? It was a lot easier and you could have anything. Was it to get the girl? Come on, you could have just forced her to be your Evil Queen."

"I…she…" Megamind was lost for words.

His clone, the invention that was supposed to solve all of his problems, had turned evil. First, there was Tighten, and then there was the Mega Megamind and now this. Why did his most ingenious plans always blow up in his face?

Regardless of the situation, Megamind lifted his chest boldly. "Let me make something clear. I am Megamind, Metrocity's protector. You are my clone. I have a date with Roxanne and you go fight bad guys. That's why I created you! There can only be one Megamind and one alone!"

The clone stroked its goatee. "You're right about one thing. There can only be one of us."

It took out its copy of the Dehydration Gun.

"What?" Megamind shrieked. "No, you can't be me!"

"Oh, but I've been you all day."

"That's it! I'm shutting you down!"

He quickly opened up the clone's stomach and pressed the big red button. The clone stopped moving and it drooped like a broken doll.

Megamind heaved a relieved sigh. "Glad that's over."

Then he remembered Roxanne and returned to the living room. She was still sitting on the couch, looking confused.

"Who was on the phone?" she asked.

"Phone? Oh, right. It was a wrong number. Are you alright?"

"I guess so. Are you alright? You look like you've just seen a ghost."

"No, everything's fine. In fact, everything's perfect at the moment. Are you hungry, by the way?"

"Nah, I'm going to bed early. I think I have a headache."

"Oh, well, okay. Good night."

He gave her a quick kiss. For Roxanne, this one felt right.

"Minion," Megamind called once Roxanne was in her bedroom. "Dispose of that robotic wannabe me. I think I need to lie down."

"Right away, sir," his friend replied.

"And Minion?"

"Yes?"

"Remind me to never insert my personality into a robot ever again."

Minion trotted over to where the clone stood, its back bent and its arms dangling in front. He knew this plan was going to fail miserably, but he didn't think it would turn out so ugly. The fish then noticed the clone still had the Dehydration Gun in its hand. He was about to snatch it out when the clone's arm started to move.

The last thing Minion saw was a flash of blue light.

When Megamind awoke the next morning, Roxanne had gone off to work. He decided that since that whole clone business was over, this was going to be the day he'd finally ask her. Instead of waiting for the right moment, he was going to show up at her office and ask her right out. But he couldn't propose on an empty stomach.

Megamind sniffed at the smell of smoke. Minion must have been preparing breakfast.

"Minion," he called into the kitchen. "What's for breakfast? Make it quick, would you? Today's the day. I'll finally pray-pose!"

He paused once he realized his fish friend wasn't there. "Minion?"

The burning smell entered his nostrils again. He followed the scent to his workspace. The cloning machine was surrounded in smoke. It had been used recently.

Panicked, he raced over to the contraption to examine it further. He coughed through the smoke and glanced at the screen. After typing a few buttons, he accessed the machine's data to see when it was last used. His image appeared and the date read today a few hours ago.

His eyes widened in shock as he read the number of clones made and gulped. Uh oh.

"You didn't think you'd get rid of me that easily, did you?"

Megamind turned and gasped. "It's…impossible!"

"It's amazing how easy it is to disconnect an off button."

Then his whole world went black.

Dun, dun, dun!