Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. But Dawna is mine. I came up with this idea when Gru asked one of his Minions how his wife and kids were. As far as we know, there are no female Minions, right? So it was a funny thought that his wife could be human. And thus, this little story. This probably should not be taken too seriously, but I do hope you enjoy it!

It was typical day for the Minions. They were all hard at work; a new weapon invented by Dr. Nefario was now in the production stage. This was supposed to be the "big one," and rumor had it that it had something to do with blocking the sun so it would always be nighttime.

All of the Minions were in tip-top form as they worked that day. It was four pm, and no distractions had happened yet that day, as nobody had brought in any bananas. Thank goodness.

Researching, studying, sketching, blueprints, writing, schematics, measuring, cutting, and building. Each and every Minion were hard at work at something.

Except for Stuart.

Stuart seemed distracted lately. And now, as he was supposed to be working on the blueprints; his supervisor found that Stuart had scribbled all over what was supposed to be diagrams. In large black marker the name "Dawna" was written, along with cartoon-like hearts.

Stuart's supervisor; Jim glared at him.

"Ya suppose ta be working!" Jim jumped up and down, frustrated. Stuart looked down, ashamed. He knew he had been caught.

"Hello, my Minions!"

Jim and Stuart both looked up. Gru had entered, and it seemed he was assembling a meeting. All of the Minions began to scramble to get ready and to take their places in front of the large stage. Jim cast Stuart a warning look, and ran off to join the others. Stuart took one last longing look at the diagram, and traced the word "Dawna" with his finger. He sighed, and also went to join the others. Gru had already begun his "pep-talk" when Stuart arrived. He accidentally bumped into Tim, and stepped on his feet, causing Tim to call out. Gru paused, looking out into his crowd of Minions. The Minions, in turn, all turned to look at Stuart. The little yellow creature blushed as hundreds of eyes were on him. He laughed nervously.

"Uh…Zlusmsy?" He offered hopefully.

To his much-needed relief, Gru only glared for a moment, before continuing with his speech. Stuart sighed. He was not even listening. He just wanted to think of one thing.

Once Gru's speech was over, Stuart could feel some of the other Minions looking at him, and chuckling.

"Stuart," he heard one say. Yes, they were definitely talking about him. He saw Dave pointing at him.

"Stuart cas pirlfriend," another said. More joined in on the laughter. They found this hilarious.

"Ooooh, kissie, kissie, kissie?" One Minion puckered up and batted his eyelashes. They all roared with laughter. Stuart scowled, and looked away. Dave took this opportunity to do a little "wiggle walk" as he playfully sauntered up to Stuart. Another Minion whistled. Gru was passing by with Dr. Nefario at this moment.

"What ees going on?" asked Gru in his thick accent.

"Stuart," offered one Minion, "Pas Pirfriend."

"Ah!" replied the super villain. "Good for you, Stuart." And with that, Gru and the Doctor moved on.

Stuart rolled his eyes and proceeded to go back to work when another Minion came and placed something in his hands.

"Wha dis? A tone?"

Stuart looked at the shiny object in his hand. It was a cell phone, and the Minion that handed it to him had a bunch of them in a basket.

"Tone," confirmed the other Minion.

Stuart looked around and saw the other Minions around him all holding identical cell phones. He wished he had paid attention at the meeting! These must have been the personal phones that Gru had promised them for so long! It had been a very good month, after all. Stuart opened the flip-phone and saw that the numbers for "Gru" and "Dr. Nefario" were already programmed in. So the phone was for business, but still! It would come in very handy indeed if Stuart ever needed to reach Gru.

While Stuart was fascinated with his new cell, the other Minions still giggled over his "perlfriend." He heard one of them say "pow Stuart can cawl perlfriend", and then erupt into laughter. Stuart rolled his goggled eyes once again, and went back to his workstation. Maybe he could get a little work done, as he was having such a hard time concentrating lately.

Stuart was, after all, in love.