Hey guyz! PugZkii here! sorry for the late update. We just moved into a new house and haven't had internet so now here i am making a new story.
Summary: Dave, from the moment he met his best friend, Stuart, has always had unimaginable feelings for the one-eyed male. But Dave's poor mind has him thinking that Stuart has already given his heart to someone else.
This will be rated T for now. I will make a sequal to this story which will be rated M.
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Dear Diary,
Hey, its Dave. I know im probably overwhelming your poor pages with my problems...haha. But its good to know that you dont judge me. Today, he was working with me again. He insisted it. He said he felt like we were 'becoming distant'...heh...only if he knew why. He would either flip or be unfazed by it and just not care at all. He would definitely stop talking to me for sure though, possibly even hate me. Honestly, it would be better for both of us.
I see him talking with Kevin a lot. Like...A LOT. Sometimes i think he talks to him more than he talks to me. It breaks my heart a little bit knowing that he could be seeing him. Every now and then i see him come out of Kevin's room with a smile on his face and hugs him for far too long. It makes me sick. It makes me cry. And yet, he doesnt see it. And if he does, he doesnt say anything about it. I could never hate Kevin, i have too much respect for that old minion. But i want him back by my side.
I want Stuart back... :'(
Dave gently closed his diary. Lifting his goggles, he wiped away a tear that broke loose. He didn't like crying but sometimes, his body went against his wants and did it's own thing. He hated it. Instead of fighting it, he let them fall.
Looking up, eyes red and swollen, he looked around his small home. Many pictures adorned the walls, mainly of him and Stuart. They loved taking pictures together and when they would get the chance, they would snap a photo of the moment they were sharing together. Dave's eyes fell on a certain one. It was of the two of them that Stuart had taken in secret. They were sitting on the roof of the house watching as the night sky fell over the world before them. It was a breathtaking view with the dark purples and blues bled through the once bright blue sky. It was Dave's favorite. What he found most appealing though, was the way his one-eyed friend smiled at the camera. He had a smirk stretched across his features. At the bottom of the photo, right above the lower part of the frame, Stuart wrote in cursive..."Let's Be Careful"
He never understood what it meant, but maybe if Stuart worked with him tomorrow he could ask him.
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Dave's eyes cracked open. His alarm was blaring its annoying sounds in the attempt to wake him from his slumbers. "I need to get up.." He told himself, trying to keep himself from falling back asleep.
Turning to his belly, Dave slid out of his bed and winced in slight surprise when his feet made contact with the cold floor. Pulling on the slippers he had on the night before, he walked to his bathroom to get ready for the day.
Down in the lab, Dave was attempting to direct his team since Brian was given the day off.
"Hey! Stop pressing that button, if it didn't work the first time, it won't work now!" The frustrated, two-eyed minion hollard. "Ben! I said stop!"
"I'm just trying to get it to start up, Dave! Calm down!" Ben yelled back. He continued to press the button even when the group leader started making an advance towards his current position.
"Move, let me see." Dave pushed the shorter, thick figured minion, Ben, out of the way. His eyes skimmed over the machines mechanics box. There was a wire that was beginning to fall out of its link and fray at the end. "This wired must have fired and physically malfunctioned. It must have snapped and fell out of the link." Dave said more to himself than to anyone. Tipping the white worker helmet on his head back so he could get closer to the box, he reached in and carefully disconnected the wire completely. "I'm going to run to the utility room and see if we have anymore cables in the stock room." He handed the no longer working cable to Ben and left. The other minions in his group sat around their operating table socializing while Dave tried to fix the machine. Stuart didn't show up today, not yet at least. He was probably with...Kevin. A chill ran down his spine when he thought of the things they could be doing to each other right now. He felt his heart squeeze in jealousy. "I'll be right back.." He said sternly, catching the others' attention. "Until i get back, take this." He passed off the helmet to a close by comrade and left.
Inside the stock room, Dave was searching through the arsenal of wires, cords and other kinds of cables they had trying to find the kind of wire he needed for his machine. How were they supposed to build bombs if he didn't have properly working things? They couldn't. Taking a break from his search, he pulled back the sleeve of his glove and looked at his watch. "8:37AM" It read. He sighed, that means he'd been looking for a wire for an hour and seven minutes and still hasn't found one. He didn't give up though. Diving his hands back into the boxes and containers, he continued to dig through the items, completely unaware that the door had opened behind him and a little figure had stepped through the doorway. He didn't notice until said figure tapped on his smalled shoulder and nearly scared Dave half to death.
"Dave."
Turning quicker than ever, and startling the other being in the room with the fast movement, Dave's eyes landed on the minion that he'd been yearning for.
"Stuart?! You couldn't say something to let me know you were here?!" The two-eyed minion exclaimed, hand clenched over his chest to try and calm his racing heart. "You scared me!"
"Heh...sorry." Was all the other said. His tone sounded kind of sad and Dave could hear it.
"How'd you know where i was?" Dave asked. Now that he thought about it, Stuart never did show to work with him today, so how'd he know he'd be in the utility room?
"Well, I wanted to come talk to you about something but when i saw you weren't there, i asked Ben and he said you came here so yeah...that's how."
'Of course...' Dave thought. "What did you want to talk about?" He let his hand fall from his chest and it now rested at his side.
"Dave...Why have you been acting so weird lately?" Not even an attempted beat around the bush. He just laid it out.
"What? I haven't been acting weird. You're the one who's been off."
"No i haven't. You barely talk to me anymore and now i have to actually come find you in order to talk to you."
"Is that such a problem?"
"After you moved stations, we barely see much of each other anymore. i wanna know what's going on with you." Stuart was really pushing Dave's buttons. If there was thing he didn't want right now, it was the minion of his dreams asking him a bunch of questions. He knew Stuart would be absolutely disgusted if he actually managed to pull the answer out of him.
"Nothing's going on with me, Stuart." Dave said, irritation rising in his voice. "I wanted to learn something new. I didn't want to do oil burning my whole life. It gets boring and after eight hours of working with it, i don't like smelling like it." He turned to continue his venture for his desired wire. "So i moved to a different station."
Stuart grabbed a hold of Dave's shoulder to try and get him to face him again. He wanted to see his face, he wanted to see if he was hiding any emotions.
But Dave wasn't having it.
"Stuart! I don't need you to crawl up my back every time you think you know something is bothering me!" Dave lashed at him. He had moved so fast that Stuart barely had time to register what was happening. He could feel the anger radiating off of his best friend. "You wouldn't understand anyway!"
"Dave, i'm just trying to help!" Stuart put his hands up in front of him to keep a small distance between himself and the fuming minion in front of him. Dave was currently walking towards him, yelling about how he didn't want the help and he just needed some time alone. And all he could do was walk backwards, towards the door he came through. "Dave, please!" Stuart tried. Failing at an attempted to calm down his friend. "I want to be there for you! Like I was before!"
"Well don't! I don't want you around! You drive me crazy! Everyday! EVERYDAY! You make it so hard to breathe because of how much you are just wanting to "hang around me!" I call bullshit, Stuart!" Dave couldn't control himself. The words just flooded out of his mouth. The horror in the other minions eye tore his heart apart but it didn't stop his rage. With himself striding Stuart back towards the door and Stuart following along, stumbling backwards, fire surged through his veins when he caught Stuart gripping the doorway to keep himself from moving any farther. Dave straightened up, puffing out his chest.
"Dave...please...don't push me away." Stuart's eye was red and he was fighting the unshed tears.
"LEAVE!" And the fist flew.
Searing pain pulsated through Stuarts cheek and he knew he'd been punched. His hand covered the spot where the bruise was already starting to make itself known. The crystal clear drops finally fell, pooling at the bottom of his goggles. On the other side of the now latched shut door, Dave wasn't in any better condition. He'd curled into as much of a ball as he could manage and his body shook with sobs. He didn't care if Stuart could hear him on the other side. He couldn't believe he hit him. The guilt washed over him in tidal waves, hitting him over and over again.
Stuart left in a hurry. He clutched his arms close to himself in a self-hugging manor and walked with such speed that by the time he reached his destination, his little legs stung in pain. He swung the door open to his room and slammed it with so much force he could hear his neighboring brothers yelp in surprise through the walls. His neighbor to his right, Norbert, was questioning the sudden noise in the once quiet hall and his neighbor to his left, Tim, was spewing strings of curse words in shock. Stuart didn't care though, all he could see was Dave and his face scrunched up in anger. His words ripped his very heart into shreds.
'I don't want you around! You drive me crazy!' They kept echoing in his brain.
Stuart tore back the covers on his bed and pulled himself under the heavy blankets. Tears fell from his eye like a waterfall. He wanted to vomit and his head was pounding. "How could this happen?" He said to himself, words coming out broken through his sobs. He held himself tightly underneath his covers, wanting, but not wanting, someone to comfort him and his dead heart. He hated it when people saw him cry. He felt weak when he cried. But he couldn't stop himself. He cried loudly and hard, ignoring the frantic fist striking his door from Tim and the yelling of his name from his worried neighbors and a couple others from down the hall. His eyes slowly fell shut and soon enough, sleep overtook him.
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Okay so this is it for the first chapter. I have to figure out how to add more chapters but i hope you enjoyed it so far! -PZ
