The high school had reopened, but not without planning to add new things to the security system and other necessities. Principal Smith was in his office rubbing his face as he was trying to hard to understand all of this. He could have one of the tech students come by, but they were still recovering from the attack. School hadn't even been open for a semester and this was already happening. Smith was having a breakdown when Ms. Kyoto had walked in with a white pantsuit and yellow blouse.

"Hello, Sir," she said, "how are you doing this afternoon?"

"Great! The whole student body is still healing from the damn Doom Syndicate fiasco, half of my staff is scared to work here, and my head is going to explode," he said, looking at the mechanical blueprints.

"Well, you can ask the city's hero help keep the school afloat," She said, her manicured fingernail at her lip.

"No!" he quickly confirmed, "I will not have that hero wannabe in this school. "He gave me such a headache in his teenage youth, and I will not have the rest of the student body be subjected to that."

"I'm sure he wasn't that much of trouble," Kyoto said.

"He turned the school's gymnasium into a pool during prom season," Smith had argued with the woman.

"Oh… well, I'm sure he'll be happy to assist in bringing the school back from this setback," she said, her hands on her hips.

"My decision is final," Smith said, putting his foot down.

"Fine… though I would have been nice to have him look around the school for a while. I could introduce him to most go the faculty and the students. I know there are clubs here that are dedicated to him," she said, filling Smith's ears with an idea.

"You brilliant girl!" Smith bleated, the woman smiling coyly, "you can handle the hero!"

"Well, alright then," she said, "I might need to contact him, do you have any contacts?"

"Yes, that fish friend of his, Minion," he said, scoffing a bit, "he actually got away with passing himself up as a foreign student. 'Minionoviche', what type of name is that? And 'Vienerschnitzel'? This is exactly why I'm not fond of those caped hoodlums," he murmured, "oh, here,' a paper with a 'representative office' number.

Kyoto had chuckled and taken the slip of paper, the numbers as clear as day.

The Lair

With all the strength he had left, Mika was finally discharged from the hospital. Minion thought it was still too early for him to return home, but Megamind insisted on wanting him home. Mika was in bed sleeping off his exhaustion, snoring slightly. Megamind placed a monitor on him to record his data. He wanted to make sure he was stabilized.

Megamind was at his workbench, trying to distract himself from his thoughts. Minion headed downstairs and saw how he hunched over his work. "Sir?"

"Not now, Minion. I'm in the middle of working," he said.

"I just want to see how you are doing?" he said, sitting down, "if you wanna talk about I'm right here."

A long pause ensued, to which he spoke.

"She's here… in Metro City," Megamind said, "Roxanne is here…"

"I know," Minion said, "I ran into her at the grocery store on a Wednesday for Mika."

"And you don't usually go to the store doing weekdays," Megamind validated.

"I love Miss Ritchi, I really do, but she can't just pop up in Metro City like that…" Minion said.

"Well she's her own woman, she can visit whatever state she wants," Megamind defended.

"True, but I knew she didn't come here to just for 'some work'," Minion said, his hand gestures parallel to his ears. "She's probably trying to get information about you and Mika. She slipped about you sending an errand bot to get supplies for Mika."

Megamind could only think of one. It was just like the good old days, Megamind would go about scheming and Roxanne would follow his trail in finding out what she can put it. The thrill of having someone follow you around in hopes of chipping off a stone of secrets made Megamind shiver.

But this was different. Mika's privacy was very important to Megamind. He was a child legally, and he didn't need to be given any more of a hard time that how he had it in his troubled youth. Megamind stood up.

"Roxanne is here, huh?" Megamind said, turning around and crossing his arms.

"How do you feel?" Minion said.

"I feel fine," he said, "I honestly don't really care if she's here or not. I'm not worried about her prowling around my lair."

"And she won't. I advised her to not comedy while you're working," Minion said.

"What?" he said as he looked at him with incredulous eyes.

Minion's head sunk to the bottom of his dome and had lowered his fins. "I… told her to not see you and not distract you."

"What is the matter with you!" Megamind said. "You gave her that impression that I'm not able to keep my mind off her!"

"If that's worse than you don't wanna know what I did to her afterward…"

"Oh no… no no no no," Megamind whined as he had sunk over his workbench, "What did you do?"

"I used the knock-out spray," Minion said, a loud and audible yell coming from the blue man, "I'm sorry! She was making a scene and I panicked. What am I suppose to do?"

"Leave! Run! Haul fish behind!" Megamind said, "is there anything else that happened?"

"Not that I know of," Minion said.

The scissor lift had operated, Megamind turning his head around and seeing Mika toddle towards them. "Can you guys not be so loud? I'm trying to sleep," he said, his hand on his abdomen.

"We're sorry, young Mikhailov," Minion said, nudging Megamind.

"Go back to bed, Mika. You need your rest," Megamind said. Mika headed back up to his room where he collapsed on his bed, his abdomen hurting badly.

'Sir I really do think he should head back to the hospital…" Minion said, a worried look on his face. "He doesn't look like he can stand another day with that pain in his abdomen."

"I'll make sure he's taken care of. His stitches are still there and we will be able to remove them soon," he said as he had crossed his arms. A silence followed, but the ring of the lair's phone had operated, Minion picking up.

"Defender of Metro City's mainline, how can I help you?" Minion said politely. There was a woman's voice. Megamind had caught word of the lustrous voice, "Yes? He's here, I'll pass you to him." Minion handed Megamind the phone and had watched.

"Ollo…" Megamind said, Minion wanting to correct him.

"Hello, Mr. Hero," Kyoto said in such a soft voice, "I'm the vice principal of the Metro City Academy near Downtown."

"Yes?" Megamind said, not really focusing on her as he was working still, much to MInion's dismay.

"I personally want to thank you for putting your life on the line to protect the children of the school, we are forever in your debt," she praised.

"All in the day's work, Ma'am," Megamind said, unbothered.

"However the school is in much need of repair, which is why I ask you to come to the school and-"

"Ma'am, with all due respect, I have so much to do in regards to meetings and plans for the city," Megamind lied. He didn't want to go simply because he couldn't stand the high school realm. He didn't enjoy high school and he didn't want to step into one ever again.

"The children of the school need to be protected, and with your cunning technology and charisma I believe you can do that, as you have before," Ms. Kyoto said, boosting his ego.

Before Megamind can tell her off, he was gobsmacked my her compliment, "So… I'm charismatic?" he asked her.

With a giggle, she spoke, "Yes, very. In fact I think you can do well with the students, there is a fantastic physical science program that needs an instructor, and I think you are the most qualified."

Megamind's cheeks turned purple as the woman had spoke his language. The inner geek had flourished within him, and so he spoke, "Well then, I'll make my way down to the school and see what I can offer. I look forward to consulting with you Ms. Kyoto."

"Please, if we are going to become well acquainted, call me Vera," she said. "See you soon, hero," She said before hanging up.

Megamind had sighed in relief, his body slouching back. Minion had looked at him. Well?"

"Looks like we're going back to high school," Megamind said, laughing a little.