A/N: Hello, readers, and welcome to my response to E350's fourth Halloween Unspectacular challenge. I've pretty much given up on updating anything else since I don't think I've written anything that good, but as usual I had a few ideas in my head after he issued his challenge, so here it is. It's a bit later than I expected because of my horrid writer's block and a few other things, but I hope that I can at least finish this.

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Despicable Me.


Chapter 1: Moon

"Mom, some day I will go to the moon!"

Gru sat on his bed and looked out of his window to stare at the full moon while he thought over what he had told his mother not too long ago. Ever since he saw the first man land on the moon, he drew multiple blueprints for a rocket, made a prototype (and out of macaroni no less), and he even built a small model based on the prototype all to help him with his life's goal.

Despite all of this, his mother was hardly amused with his efforts, and as far as he could tell nobody else believed that he would be able to do it either. Usually things like that didn't bother him, as he was used to having others doubt him, but this time he couldn't help but wonder if they could be right. After all, it took a large group of scientists many years to figure out how to get a few men into space, and he was just one young boy. Maybe this time he was in over his head.

He turned his head away from the window and started to crawl underneath the covers. No, he couldn't allow himself to think like that. He refused to believe such a thing. So what if nobody else believed in him? That didn't mean that he couldn't believe in himself. He already built a small, working model of his rocket, so who was to say that he couldn't make a full-sized one to take him to the moon? As he slowly closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep, he kept telling himself that it didn't matter to him how long it would take for him to finally get there just as long as he did it. That way, he could prove them all wrong.

Many years later, he did just that.


A/N: Yeah, sorry, this is way shorter than I originally planned, but I think I've been stuck on it for far too long. The next one should be longer, though.