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Might be rated M, might not. Depends on how the story goes. (It'll probably end up being rated M cuz im just like that)

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It's almost Valentine's Day and to say the least, Stuart wasn't thrilled at all. He was alone...again. He hated this particular holiday with every particle in his being and the closest minions to him were the only one's who knew why. He wished some one out there would just demolish of the fourteenth day in February already. He wouldn't mind a day suddenly went missing in the calendar, it's not like it would make much of a difference. There would only be 364 days instead of 365.

When the sound of laughter resonated into his room, he turned his attention to the cheerful noise. Creeping to his window, he gently pulled back the curtain and peered out into the hallway. The leader of the tribe, Kevin, had just passed by his door, walking hand in hand with the one eyed henchman's best friend, Dave. He quivered, a frown plastering itself to his lips. Throwing his blinds back down, he walked back to his bed and flopped on his back. What was he to expect though? Kevin lived a couple doors down from him so it's not like he should be surprised that they were going to his room. Besides...Dave lived about three floors above them.

Adjusting his body and settling for laying on his side, Stuart stared at the wall for awhile. Even thought, in the Minion tribe, there weren't many couples, he felt like he was the only one who didn't have someone. Not that it was one of those things that were on his wishlist or anything, but sometimes...it would be nice to have to be with him till the end.

A sad sigh fell from the stressed male. Honestly, who could love him though? They'd have to be crazy to try and put up with him. In all the Minion's there were, they all probably, probably, had their eyes (or eye) set on someone else.

Stuart threw his arms out and made an irritated noise. He knew it, he was going to die alone. When the world finally came to an end, he was going to be the going down solo.

Raps at Stuart's door snapped him back to reality. With a groan, he responded to the knocking and got up, making his way to the entrance of his house. Pulling it open, he was met by a minion. He was sporting the biggest smile Stuart had ever seen. Also...he was a curly haired minion.

'What?' Stuart thought, fascinated by the beaming males hair. How was that possible? His hair was curly! Like, his five strands of hair literally made loops that pointed towards the back of his head. He's never seen that before. Shaking his head and dismissing the oddness, he locked eyes with the one standing in front of him.

The male stared at him, obviously lost at what he was going to say. The on going stare down started plucking at Stuart's nerves and before he could keep his tone calm, he snapped at the henchman standing on the other side of the door.

"Can i help you?!" Stuart barked.

"Oh! Uh...Hi, Stuart! My names Phil and I...uh...wanted to give you...this!"

"Mm..." Stuart hummed, taking the object that was thrusted out to him. It was an invitation. It was a nice pink card with small hearts decorating it's face, sparkles and big letters spelling out "Stuart" accompanied the eye popping colors. It was when his eye caught the subject of the invitation that he grew slightly angrier. "A Valentine's Day party?" The one eyed minion exclaimed. "No way! I don't think watching everybody be all lovey dovey on each other would really suit my interests."

Phil frowned sadly when Stuart dropped the invitation to the ground and turned to shut him out. No one's ever rejected one of his invitations. "It'll be fun though, Stuart! Everyone will be there!" He said, putting up a hand to stop the other minion's door from closing.

Glaring ahead of him, Stuart growled softly before he turned back to Phil. "That's the problem. I don't want to be around the others."

"But why?!" Phil whined. "Please go." The two eyed minion softly held out the invitation to him, the bright pink color mocking him.

"Goodbye, Phil." Stuart ended the conversation quickly and knocked Phil's hand away from his door. Before the curly haired male could put his hand back up, Stuart slammed his door shut and locked it.

-Outside of Stuart's home-

Phil stared at the ground sadly. Not long after the door shut, he could hear the sound of a ukulele being played from inside the room. It was soft but it could still be heard.

"...Phil?" A voice called.

The mentioned minion looked to where the call of his name came from. Little Bob was walking his way, a look of sad confusion and concern on his features.

"Hey, Bob." Phil greeted softly.

"What's wrong?" Bob asked, finally coming up on the taller minion, teddy bear clutched in his arm.

"Oh...nothing."

"Really?" A look of doubt crossed his face. "Do you normally mope outside of Stuart's room?"

Phil's lips set into a straight line. "No..."

"Then what's wrong?"

"I tried inviting Stuart to the Valentine's Day party but he said no. He seemed mad when he answered the door." Phil held up the small pink card, eyes scanning over it. Now that it had been rejected, it didn't seem to bright anymore.

"Stuart's hard to get to, Phil." Bob explained. "Or well...now, at least."

"Now?"

"You see, Stuart never really thought much of Valentine's Day. But that was until he was spending Valentine's Day alone year after year. One time though, he got a love note from someone. In the note, they told him how much they admired him. They said that all they ever thought about was Stuart and that they wanted him. Set on this, Stuart got a bouquet of flowers, chocolates...the usual holiday stuff and went to give them to him. He came to find out though that the other minion was already seeing someone else and they didn't bother telling him. Stuart got so angry. I was honestly frightened to try to talk to him because of how mad he was. But now, after the same kind of things happened for a while afterwards, he hates Valentine's Day." Bob sighed. "He says that if he had the capability to get rid of the holiday, he would in a heart beat."

"That happened to him?" Phil was astonished. Sadness tugged at his heart strings and made his stomach roll. "That's horrible...how long did the stuff keep happening?"

"12 years...he just kept getting his heart broken over and over again. He's never even dated anyone because all they do is end up going out with someone else in the end before they even give him a chance."

Phil thought for a bit. 'That's awful. Honestly though, I would be the same way if my heart was messed with like that. What could I do for him?' Pondering on his question, an idea came to him. Phil straightened up, giving Bob a serious look. "Stuart isn't going to spend Valentine's Day alone this time. I'll show him that he can, and will, be loved."

"It won't be that easy." Bob said.

"Probably not, but that's okay."

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Chapter one to "Heart of Gold". Hope you enjoyed it. I have more stories/chapters in the works and i will try to get those uploaded asap.

-PZ

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