Author's note: This is my first fanfic in nearly 10 years, so forgive me if I'm a little rusty! I'll be updating this over the week, but I'm hoping to make this a fun, lighthearted story for the holidays. Hope you enjoy! :)

-GK

Back and forth, back and forth, a pair of spiky black boots paced nervously in the snow. The sky was overcast, but the park was surprisingly bright on this winter day. It was a great day to build a snowman-at least, that's what Roxanne had said on the phone that morning, and she insisted that Megamind and Minion meet her in the park at noon to do so. But now it was 12:15, and there was no Roxanne...only himself, and Minion, and nearby a squadron of Boy Scouts working on earning their igloo-building badge.

Being mostly young kids, between the ages of 5 and 12, their efforts had mainly devolved into a snowball fight, much to the chagrin of their Scout Leader. The middle-aged man-a lanky, balding, weak-willed gentleman in round glasses and a winter uniform that in no way fit him well-struggled to get them in line. "Please, boys, let's focus on the task at hand!" he cried out. His pleas fell on deaf ears, however; the only response was a snowball to the face. He sighed, and tossed an exasperated look to the two older boys who had stayed to help in build the igloo.

Nearby, the villain-turned-hero was getting frantic. "Where could she be?" Megamind asked frantically, gesturing his hands up at the sky and furrowing his brow.

"Sir, I'm sure she is coming," Minion reassured him, though his twiddling the fingers of his robotic suit together read as anything but confident. "Maybe she just got stuck in traffic."

"Traffic?" the leather-clad man arched a brow. "What traffic would that be?" He gestured to the nearby streets, which were devoid of cars, trucks, or buses. A lone yellow hatchback sputtered down the road at a snail's pace, piloted by a little old lady. "Face it, Minion. She's stood us up." He sighed, his emerald eyes lowered to the ground and his shoulders sank with defeat. The idea that Roxanne would actually want to go out on a date with him was too good to be true. She had probably found something better to do between her call this morning and now. "Let's go home, Minion," he said weakly, kicking at the snow as he started to walk away.

Minion didn't follow. His eyes were focused instead on the nearby snowball fight, which was moving uncomfortably close to them. He squirmed to avoid stray snowballs that drifted in their direction, unbeknownst to his master.

"Sir?" the fish cried anxiously.

Megamind raised a hand to his brow, frustrated. "What is it now, Minion? Can't you see I'm busy brooding?"

"Sir, you might want to duck." He pointed a large, metal finger in the direction of the area behind Megamind.

"What?"

"DUCK!"

The blue-skinned alien spun around to see what Minion was pointing at, but it was too late. All he saw was an eruption of white hit his face as a large snowball found its mark.

The snowball fight grinded to a complete halt. The scouts and their leader all froze in terror at the sight of the former villain, now covered in snow. It was true that he had recently turned over a new leaf, but his reputation remained. The wet snow slowly fell from Megamind's face, revealing an expression that was clearly not amused. One of the boys let out a loud gulp! as he swallowed down his fear.

"S-sorry Mister Megamind, sir! We didn't mean to hit you, sir!" the little boy cried out frantically.

Megamind released a slow, deep breath, and steeled himself. He was good now. He could be good. He suppressed his pride, and a smile slowly spread across his lips. "No worries, lads. It was...an akseedent." The boys, the scout leader, and Minion all breathed a collective sigh of relief. Megamind basked in the moment, and decided to use it to show off his new persona a little better. "You see, boys," he announced, "I am a chang-ed man." He flashed them a million-dollar smile, and started sauntering over to them, arms spread wide to emphasize his magnificence.

"You are all very fortunate on this day, to be basking in the presence of a great hero!" A raised finger punctuated his declaration. "A hero..." He paused, leaning in close to the youngest boy, who looked up at him in awe. "...who is as merciful as he is brilliant," he continued in a low, soft voice, almost a whisper. The group leaned in, straining to hear him.

"A HERO!" he cried out, causing them all to jump. Megamind began to pace again, this time with excitement. "...who is as kind as he is handsome. A hero who is as generous as he is brave. A hero who is as humble as he is..." At that moment, his foot found a patch of ice, and he made an ungraceful display of acrobatics before tumbling down to ground. "...graceful..." he whimpered the end of speech with a pained voice.

The Boy Scouts erupted into a fit of giggles. It struck a nerve in the man, who was all too used to being laughed at. "Oh ho ho ho ho," he cackled bitterly. "Laugh now, children, but you will soon face the wrath of Megamind's justice!" They stared at him for a moment, unsure of how to respond. It was hard to be afraid of him now, as he sat splayed out on the ice, bits of snow clinging to his costume. Then, the laughing returned.

"Oh you..." Megamind's eyes narrowed. He leaned over and scooped up a handful of snow, gritting his teeth as he fashioned it into a tightly packed sphere. "I'll show you. I'll show you all!" He hurled the snowball at the group; as it sailed towards them, they calmly parted, and it passed between them without hitting a single target. They watched it land harmlessly behind them, and then dozens of eyes turned back to their assailant, a devious look spreading across their faces.

"Oh dear," Mega whimpered. "Time to go, Minion," he commanded, as the boys began to scoop up handfuls of snow. "Yes, sir!" his sidekick replied, and they scrambled to run away. An shower of snowballs flew in their direction, some missing, but a lot of them hitting their mark. The boys cackled and cheered as the two reformed villains fled from their attack, shouting and cursing.

Once they reached a safe distance, Megamind stopped and looked back at the gaggle of children with revenge in his eyes. "Minion!" he commanded.

"Yes, sir?"

"Summon the brainbots!" he commanded. He pressed his fingers together, his face growing dark. "Tell them Daddy needs them to bring him a few things from his lab..."