Obake, Momakase, Noodle Burger Boy and Globby have a "Villain's Night Out".

WARNING: Some Bullying like behaviors near the end.

000

"I'm sorry, a what?" Obake asked, staring at the small group of villains in front of him.

"A Villain's Night Out!" Globby said, unable to contain his excitement. "Momakase suggested it, and I second!"

"And I third!" Noodle Burger Boy said, raising his hand.

Obake looked at the black and blue haired woman. "And what, praytell, made you think of this?"

Momakase grinned, "Don't you ever wish you were young again? Traveling under the cloak of darkness to create mischief for the sheer joy of it?"

Obake raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"I'm saying, we should go out and cause trouble." She said. "Throw toilet paper in trees, egg houses. Kid stuff."

Obake scoffed. "Kid stuff. I don't have time for kid stuff."

Globby stepped up from behind Momakase, "C'mon. You need to get out of the lab every once in a while! And this will be fun!"

"Not intrested." Obake deadpanned and turned on his heel.

"Oh well," Momakase chimed, "We'll just go on our own."

Obake completely ignored her, refusing to turn around.

"It's a crying shame that you won't be joining us. We were even going to get scones afterwards."

Obake turned and glared at her. She smirked, completely unfazed.

"I'll go get my coat."

000

The group walked along an empty sidewalk, grateful for the lack of foot traffic after sundown. The last thing they need is for someone to start screaming and alert the police.

Or Big Hero 6.

"So, where exactly are we going?" Obake asked, pulling the hood of his jacket over his head.

"You'll see." Momakase answered.

After a few more short minutes of walking, the group stood outside the entrance of the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology.

"SFIT?" Obake muttered, "What are we doing at my old college?"

Globby held up a roll of white paper. "Ever heard of TPing?"

In a split second, the humanoid bolted through the entrance as fast as his legs could carry him. He came to a stop in front a large tree on the quad, and chucked the roll over it. The white paper began to unspool in midair, becoming entangled in the branches. Before the end of the roll hit the ground, he stretched his hand around the plant to catch it, and tossed it again.

Momakase grabbed Obake by the wrist and brought him in front of another tree. She handed him another roll before taking off in the direction of a cluster of bushes. He watched Noodle Burger Boy and Globby as they covered their trees. Following their lead, he tossed the paper, getting a small adrenaline rush as the branches caught it.

000

By the time they were finished, every tree, bush, and bench on the quad was wrapped in white. The group laughed, pleased with the results.

"TAKE THAT, GRANVILLE!" Obake yelled, causing Momakase and Globby to laugh even harder.

As if on cue, a white and black sphere rolled onto the quad. It stopped in front of the adults, and stretched out it's spider-like legs before scanning the group.

"Threat detected." It said, pointing a red laser at Obake.

"One of Granville's security bots." Obake mused. "Easy to hack and disable, if I was in my lab."

The two panels on the sides of it's sensor opened, revealing two electrified arms, primed and ready for attack.

"We may want to get out of here. Now."

The entire group booked it, managing to get out of the entrance without getting zapped, laughing all the while. The robot had stopped at the entrance, due to it's predetermined boundary.

"Haha!" Globby teased, "Missed us!"

The bot extended one of it's prongs, hitting Globby in the shoulder, and shocking him. The mutant dramatically fell to the ground.

"Darn it!"

000

"SFAI. I hate those stupid sea slug worshipping art students." Obake grumbled. "Only good thing that came from this stupid school was Lenore's studies."

"Why do you hate them, mister?" Noodle Burger Boy asked.

"SFIT and SFAI are bitter rivals." Momakase said. "What are we doing here, anyway?"

"SFAI was my old school." Globby said. "Sadly, painting didn't pay the bills for me."

"So you turned to petty theft." Obake concluded.

"Yeah…" he mumbled, "I was thinking that we could spray Silly String all over Shimamoto's statue. I've always wanted to do that since I started coming here." He threw a can to Momakase.

"Let's do this." She said, pulling the lid off of her can.

He handed one to Obake. "You're doing it as payback for the rivalry weeks, aren't you?"

Obake silently nodded, and made his way to the statue.

"And can we make this quick? Security's gotten tighter since they opened Shimamoto's home to the public."

"Oh, we will." Momakase assured, covering the bottom of the statue's dress in blue string.

000

Obake completely focused himself on covering every inch of the statue in the sticky, neon green string. He was truly enjoying himself, questioning why he made an attempt to stay in his lab. There wasn't much to do there except watch the local news and rummage through his files of Big Hero 6's personal information.

He was just about to pull the top off of another can when the beam of a flashlight fell on his back. Everyone froze.

"What are you doing!?" A voice boomed.

"It's security!" Globby cried out.

Momakase stepped in front of the group. "I've got this."

As the guard approached, Momakase pulled out a small graphene knife and sliced the bezel of his flashlight.

"Goodbye." She said, before throwing a smoke bomb on the ground and leading the group's escape.

000

They walked along the streets of downtown, laughing about their encounter with the guard, mocking the expression on his face when Momakase pulled her blade.

"So, what next?" Globby asked.

Momakase held up a carton of eggs. "I say we egg a few houses, then hit up Joe's for some scones."

"I can't eat, because I'm a robot." Noodle Burger Boy stated. He quickly noticed that Obake had fallen behind the group. He was staring at something on the other side of the road.

"Hey, mister! Whatcha looking at?" He asked.

"Momakase," Obake stated, "instead of egging some random civilian's home, how about we egg them?"

He pointed across the street, where a giant red robot stood, accompanied by a small boy in purple armor. Baymax and Hiro.

Momakase grinned. "Great idea."

She opened the carton, and threw the first egg, trying to contain her giggles as it splattered against Baymax's bright red armor.

000

Tonight was a quiet night for Hiro and Baymax. Not a single crime going on. They stood under a streetlamp, waiting for something to happen.

Hiro scrolled through his phone, not a care in the world, until Baymax uttered the words: "I have been hit."

"Wait, what?" Hiro asked.

"I have been hit." Baymax repeated, "The projectile appears to be a chicken egg."

"Someone threw an egg at you?" Hiro walked around Baymax, and, sure enough, a mix of uncooked egg white and yolk dripped down the side of the robot's arm.

"Who did this?" He turned his head and ducked quick enough to escape an egg to the face, wincing as it hit Baymax's armor with a sickening splat. He looked across the street and saw Obake and his Villain Club doubled over in laughter. He grabbed Baymax by the hand and walked across the crosswalk, making sure to look both ways before stepping.

"Okay guys, I know that you're not doing anything remotely dangerous, but it's still annoying." Hiro complained. "Aren't you guys a little too old to be doing this anyway?"

"You're not my dad!" Globby yelled, and lobbed a ball of goo straight onto Baymax's sensor.

"I cannot see." The robot reported. Baymax placed his hands in front of him and tried to find where he was going, only to trip over a bench. The Villain Club laughed even harder.

"Seriously?!" Hiro blurted out. "I'm younger than you guys, and I don't even do this! What happened to setting an example for the younger generation!?"

"How's this for an example?" Obake yelled, and threw an egg, hitting the dead center of Hiro's visor.

"Ew!" The teen exclaimed, wiping the raw egg off with his gloves.

Noodle Burger Boy tapped Globby's hand and gestured to a nearby empty trash can without a lid. Globby nodded and grinned, immediately understanding what the robot was getting at. He came up to Obake and Momakase.

"Hey guys," he said between laughs, "how about I take out the trash?" He gestured first to Hiro and then to the can.

"Do it!" Momakase encouraged.

"Be my guest." Obake stepped off to the side.

Hiro finally finished wiping the egg off of his face, and glared at the villains.

"Hey kid!" Globby yelled as he pointed at Hiro, "I'm gonna throw you in the trash can!"

Hiro stammered, "N-No, no. Please don't throw me in the trash can."

Globby smiled widely as he stretched out his arm, quickly grabbing Hiro and lifting him into the air. After a few short seconds of letting the kid struggle in mid air, Globby stayed true to his word, and put him in the can, leaving only his legs visible.

The group laughed uncontrollably as Hiro struggled to tip the can and free himself.

"DANG IT!" He yelled. "This brings back a lot of bad memories from seventh grade. Baymax, please help me out here!"

"I cannot see." Baymax repeated, walking into a lamppost.

The group's laughter subsided. "C'mon," Momakase said, "Let's get out of here before they call for backup."

They all ran, cracking up at the sound of Hiro's angered shrieking being amplified by the trash can.

000

It wasn't long before Wasabi and Go Go showed up to help. They stared at the comical scene that unfolded in front of them with puzzled looks. Baymax continued to walk into the walls of buildings and trip over shrubs, while Hiro still struggled to get out of the trash can.

Go Go snapped her gum. "You deal with the bot, I'll free the kid."

Wasabi did as he was told, steadying Baymax and starting to remove the goo from his sensors. Go Go made her way to the metal can where the youngest member of their team continued to struggle.

"What happened here?" She asked, looking at her trapped friend.

"It's a long story." Hiro sighed. "Can you please get me out?"

"One sec." Go Go pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of Hiro's predicament. She smirked. "Honey and Fred are going to love this."