I do not own the Despicable Me franchise.
Minion speak is written backwards, so review would be weiver.
A Spring Date
When Lucy arrived at the Gru household the following afternoon, it was to see Jerry on top of a tall ladder, scrubbing furiously at the ceiling. Slipping her key into her pocket, the redhead peered at the minion curiously. "What are you doing?"
"Gninaelc," he replied, a soft frown on his features.
"Lucy!"
A small body charged out of the kitchen and launched herself at Lucy. Laughing, she caught Agnes and squeezed her tightly. "Hey, sweetie! How are you?"
"Good," she answered cheerfully. "I'm having a tea party. Do you wanna join me?"
"In a little bit. Is Gru here?"
"He's in the backyard. I'll go get him!"
And she was off like a shot, returning a minute later with Gru in tow. "Are you gonna talk about wedding stuff?" she asked eagerly.
Gru rolled his eyes. "For de last time, not right now. Go play with your seesters."
"But I'm having a tea party."
"Den go have your tea party."
"Okay. I'll save you a seat, Lucy!" Agnes shot the woman a smile before taking off.
"So they're okay with us marrying, then?" Lucy asked. "I don't want them to feel uncomfortable or anything-"
Gru snorted, causing her to pause. "Are yoo kidding? Dey are over de moon. Dey can't wait for yoo to be deir mother."
A warm feeling spread through Lucy's chest. "Really? Oh, good."
"Ti t'now emoc ffo!"
The two adults peered up at the minion, who was now scowling in irritation. Lucy furrowed her brow at the white blob that clung to the ceiling. "What's that?"
"Whipped cream. Yoo should of seen dis place last night. Eet was a war zone." Gru crossed his arms. "Keep trying. Eet'll come off eventually."
"Yhw t'nod uoy yrt?" complained Jerry. "Ev'I neeb ereh lla yad!"
"Den yoo shouldn't have made dat mess een de first place."
Jerry huffed and reluctantly continued his scrubbing. Lucy frowned. "Aw, can't you give the little guy a break?"
"Dis ees deir fault. Dey clean eet up."
Margo hurried into the room then, brandishing a spray bottle full of green liquid. "Jer, I think this will get it off!"
Jerry sighed in relief. "Yllanif."
The brunette spotted her future mother and beamed. "Hi, Lucy! I'm so excited for the wedding."
"You and me both, hon. How've you been?"
"Good, up until last night. Now I'm helping Jerry clean up the lingering mess."
Gru nodded in approval. "Dat's very mature of yoo." His brow then furrowed. "What's een de bottle?"
Margo handed Jerry the new cleaning solution. "It's been taking us forever to get rid of this blob, so I went to Uncle Nefario for some help. He whipped this up!"
Gru's eyes widened. "Don't spray eet!"
But it was too late.
A green mist drifted up to the ceiling. A sickening crunch was heard as a portion of the ceiling started to peel from the supports of the house as the chemicals started to eat away at the materials.
"Everyone out of here!"
Jerry jumped from the ladder and tumbled to the floor. He quickly picked himself up and hightailed it to the kitchen, close on the heels of Margo, Lucy and Gru. They took cover in the kitchen, flinching at the loud crash the falling debris made.
Slowly, they peeked around the doorframe. The living room was filled with dust and plaster, and there was a modest sized hole in the ceiling, reveling the blue afternoon sky.
Jerry scratched his head. "Ta tsael eht deppihw maerc si enog."
Gru gave him a slight smack. "Not funny," he snapped, yanking the bottle from the minion's grip. "What ees dis?"
"What in bloody blazes is happening up there?"
Nefario's voice drifted from the living room. The group hurried out of the kitchen and across the hall, where they found the elderly man's face filling the big screen television. Margo pointed to the bottle in Gru's hand. "It worked too well, Uncle Nefario," she reported. "It ate away at the ceiling."
He blinked. "Oh. Er…how much damage?"
"I have a sunroof!" snapped Gru. "I did not want a sunroof! De birds are goeeng to get een here! I hate birds!"
"The minions will patch it up in an instant."
"No, no, no! De minions are goeeng to bring de whole roof down!"
Jerry put his hands on his hips. "Ew lliw ton!"
"Come on, they'll do fine," assured Margo. "I'll even supervise so they don't fight."
The man pursed his lips for a moment before sighing in defeat. "Fine. Nefario, send up some minions. Margo, make sure dey don't destroy de house. Jerry, don't destroy de house."
"Got it!" said Margo, giving her adoptive father a salute. Jerry copied her actions with a, "Boss!"
Gru shook his head, took Lucy by the hand and brought her into the kitchen. He gave her a quick kiss and when they pulled apart he said, "Sorry for de delayed greeteeng."
Lucy smiled contentedly. "It was worth waiting for."
"Would yoo like some tea?"
"Please." The redhead settled herself in the small kitchen booth. "Where's Edith?"
"Probably destroyeeng somet'ing of mine," he replied. "She finally got out of de ninja suit, so her antics are not as destructive. But dat ees not sayeeng a lot."
Lucy laughed. "I wish had her kind of energy. It'd come in handy when I'm doing mind-numbingly boring paperwork."
Gru turned away from the kettle with a mischievous expression. "Did yoo tell Ramsbottom?"
She smirked. "Not really. He saw the ring and put two and two together. He wasn't happy. His lips got all tight and he's been avoiding me all day."
"He's bothered. Good."
The kettle started to whistle and Gru fixed up a cup of tea, the way she liked it. Sliding the blue mug across the table, he settled across from her. Lucy took a sip before eyeing him. "I know you just proposed yesterday, and I don't mean to be pushy, but I'm…I'm really excited, and I can't wait, and I was wondering if we could maybe set a tentative date. So I have something to look forwards to, even if it isn't a solid thing."
Gru blinked. "Er…sure. I don't really have any ideas…"
Lucy ran her thumb around the rim of her mug. "Well…what about a spring wedding?" she proposed, taken back to her daydreams as a young girl envisioning her future wedding. Now she was actually getting married, and she hoped to match it to her daydreams as closely as possible.
Gru thought about it. Spring wouldn't be too warm or too cool. They would have to worry about rainy weather, but he could get Nefario to analyze the weather patterns to predict the weather for the week leading up the wedding.
Well…Nefario, Margo, and a few of the more responsible minions.
"Sounds good," he agreed.
Lucy brightened. "Great! I was thinking May. It's later on in the spring season so we shouldn't be surprised by freak snowstorms."
"Smart t'inkeeng. What about de venue? I was leaneeng towards haveeng eet outside."
"The wedding or the reception?" questioned Lucy.
"Both."
"That sounds adorable and romantic," she agreed with a bright smile.
Gru sighed in relief. "I'm glad yoo t'ink so. Dat ees really de only t'ing I want, so yoo can come up with de rest, eef yoo like."
Though not unhappy with being given free reign, the redhead could not help but ask, "How come you want to have it outside? I'm totally all for it, but you must have a reason for wanting to have an outside wedding so strongly."
The ex-villain rubbed the back of his neck. "Churches tend to be small or modest sized. Dere wouldn't be enough room to fit de minions."
Lucy could feel herself melting. "Aw! You're so sweet!"
"Well, I'm not goeeng to have de weddeeng without dem. Eet's a family affair and dey are family."
The redhead nodded. "Absolutely. I couldn't imagine a wedding without them."
Relieved that she felt the same way about the minions as he did, he was once more reminded of why he loved her so much. "Yoo know dat somet'ing crazy will most likely happen."
"I'm counting on it."
"So…beginneeng of May or de end?" asked Gru.
"Middle," decided Lucy. "Like…the fifteenth. I don't know why, but that sounds like a good date to me."
Gru nodded in amusement. "I have no arguments."
"Great! So we have a tentative date. Now we just have to work out the minor details…perhaps sooner rather than later?" ventured Lucy hopefully.
"How about we give eet a month before we start talkeeng about de nitty gritty?"
The redhead nodded. "Yeah, of course. It can totally be more than that-"
"A month ees fine," interrupted Gru. "Trust me, de gurls are goeeng to be on me to start getteeng everyt'ing together. May will be here before we know eet."
Lucy furrowed her brow in confusion for a moment before her eyes widened. "You mean this May?"
Gru blinked in confusion. "Er…yes. Ees dat a problem?"
"No! I mean, no! It's totally fine," she said, grinning widely. "It's perfect."
Practically swelling with happiness, she finished her tea and got up to put her empty mug in the sink. She frowned. "Um…wasn't there a sink there before?" she asked, pointing at the empty spot between a pair of cupboards.
Gru rolled his eyes. "Bob blew eet up. Dis ees de sort of stuff yoo are getteeng eento, just so yoo know. Yoo can back out at any time."
Lucy grinned. "Are you kidding? I love crazy! I am crazy!"
The man smiled. "Den yoo'll fit right een."
