Disclaimer: I do not own Despicable Me or any characters in the movie. I do however own a Despicable Me Minion doll that has one eye and is named Jimmy. The plot of this fanfic is also mine. Steal it and I'll set Jimmy on you.
It had started out innocently enough. A simple game of Hide-N-Seek, with Margo seeking. Agnes looked everywhere for a good hiding place, which should have been easy seeing as to how she lived in the house of a super-villain... But it wasn't! Her feet showed from behind the curtains; her ponytail showed from above the alligator couch.
Margo was counting to 30, and Agnes could hear her saying "21... 22..." her time was running out! Agnes pouted, thinking, why can't the ground just swallow me up? It was then that the four year old had a 'light-bulb' moment; her small legs quickly carried her to The Chair, and she sat down. The air rushed passed her as the chair bottom moved, she giggled as her stomach flipped when the platform suddenly dropped. It carried her to the Lab.
Agnes's eyes lit up when she saw all the hiding places she could pick, and she was quickly running past shelves and tables with glass beakers and test tubes filled with unknown liquids. There!
A small cupboard across the room had been left open and it had just enough room for the small child. "I can hide in there, and Margo won't ever find me!" Agnes whispered eagerly. She moved quickly in her excitement, an unwise move when you're surrounded by glass and haphazardly thrown objects; a one-eyed Minion stepped out in front of the child. Agnes gasped and tried to stop running, but her balance was thrown off; she crashed into a table.
Glass shattered as it impacted, and a sharp wail destroyed the calm silence.
It took Gru exactly 3.6919381 seconds to arrive at the scene of the accident, but it took him another four seconds to overcome his shock, and three seconds to push away his fear. By that point, the entire army of Minions and his other two children had gathered around the scene, staying away from the shattered glass. Gru payed no mind to the harmful shards as he stepped closer to Agnes, who was crying her eyes out. "Agnes... Agnes, are you injured?" Gru asked timidly, not wanting to hear the possible 'yes' but wanted to make sure she was not hurt.
He knelt beside his adopted child carefully and laid a hand gently on her shaking shoulder. However, her shoulder and hair was covered in small pieces of glass, so he absently started removing them from her as he asked again, "Agnes, are you okay?" no answer, so he tried to demand, "Tell me if you are hurt." She continued to cry. Gru looked to his Minions for help, and Jimmy made a cradling motion; Gru shook his head no quickly. Jimmy nodded and a few other Minions joined in persisting their Leader to pick up the weeping child.
The super-villain looked back down at Agnes, before giving into his paternal instinct and picking her up carefully. He stood and hesitantly started rocking her, his uncomfortable expression slowly melting into the loving look of a father as her cries quietened. Soon only tiny shakes and the occasional sniffle was evidence to her previous sobbing, her wet eyes started up at him gratefully.
"Now, do you wish to tell me what caused you such distress?" Gru's accent mangled his words, but the girl had become used to it after the first month. Silently, sucking on her bottom lip, Agnes pointed to her left forearm. Gru looked, expecting to see a shard of glass stuck in her arm or a flowing gash, instead he found a small, slightly bleeding cut no worse than a paper-cut. But he knew better than to say anything about it les she start crying again.
Gru made his way back to the platform, followed by the Minions, Edith, and Margo. Only he and his girls fit on the platform, so the Minions simply "Aww..."ed and went back to work. Gru carried Agnes to the kitchen and placed her on top of the counter while he looked through the cabinets.
Margo and Edith stood in the doorway, worried about their youngest sister; Gru emerged from his search with the prize: a single plain band-aid. Gently, he placed the band-aid over her cut and said triumphantly, "There!"
Agnes looked at the band-aid before asking in a quiet, pained voice, "Kiss it?"
Gru looked at her in bewilderment, before Margo explained, "She means to kiss it and make it feel better." Her expression clearly read, that if he didn't do as Agnes asked the tears would start again, so Gru leaned down and quickly kissed the band-aid. But, as he straightened back up and went to help Agnes down, tears started pouring again.
"What? Why are you crying now, Agnes!"
"I lost the game...!"