Stuart spent his evening as he usually did. Doing close to nothing. After he discontinued his chat with Phil, he went back in to play a few notes on his ukulele. His little wooden instrument kept him in his most tranquil state, helping him relax and forget about the troubles he had during this particular month. Whenever he felt stressed, he would listen to the tones of his guitar strings. The reaction was almost instant, the relief coming to him. He had heard Phil talking outside his door but ignored it shortly after thinking that he was probably talking to himself or something. He didn't care to notice when he finally left and went back to his own room but he decided to get up and get ready for bed. It was almost 8 o'clock at night and he had to work in the morning.

Putting his precious ukulele down, he went to his bathroom and turned on his shower, making the water as hot as possible. After getting himself completely naked, he stepped into the steaming water, momentarily cringing at the sudden sting it brought to his skin. He knew it wasn't the best idea to scorch his body the way he did but it helped him clear his mind and think about other things. Mainly about how it felt like his flesh was melting off his skeleton. Stuart washed himself and spent the last couple minutes letting the water glide over his skin before getting out.

Stuart walked into his room hearing his door being knocked on once again. "Hang on!" He hollered. Stuart ran to his dresser and pulled open one of the drawers, quickly pulling out his pajamas as the knocking got more persistent until it became an endless pounding on his door. "I said hang on!" The rushing male yelled again, voice cracking slightly. He didn't even have his pants on yet. He froze when he heard the faint sound of his keypad being pressed. He knew who was behind his door. "WAIT!"

"Stuart?!" A voice called as the door opened.

"DAVE!" Stuart shrieked, a blush rapidly spreading across his face.

"Oh...wow. I am so sorry!" Dave cackled, stepping into his friends home and closing the door.

"I said hang on!"

"I don't like waiting."

"I was changing!" Stuart hastily put on his pajama bottoms, turned away from his friends view. He was so embarrassed!

"Oh well. I've seen you naked before." Dave shrugged, smirking.

Stuart glared at the other minion, pulling on his top. "You're an ass."

"Yeah, but hey..." Dave became serious. Stuart hated it when Dave did that, went from being funny to suddenly stern. It made him feel as though he did something wrong. Turning back to his bed, Stuart dragged himself onto his mattress and watched as his two eyed friend joined him. "Kevin and I are worried about you." Dave said, settling down in front of Stuart.

Stuart laughed to himself, shaking his head. "Still?" Both his brothers, and a couple others, were always saying they were concerned for him. If it was because of the Valentine's Day thing, he would tell them that he was fine being alone. They never believed him though.

"Yes still. Stuart, you have been shutting everyone out. We don't want you to live your life alone. I know you've been hurt in the past, but you have to let that go and keep looking for..." Dave's sentence trailed off when the other male's face twisted to one of irritation. "What's wrong?"

"Let it go?..." Stuart said. Keeping his eye on Dave, he slid off of his bed and walked to a drawer that he had sitting in the corner of his room. "You think it's so easy to just let it go, huh?"

"What are you doing?"

Stuart pulled open the drawer and took out a folder. It was black with a sticker on top. Dave couldn't read what the sticker said but it didn't really matter. "How do I let it go if i keep getting these?!" Stuart held up a medium size stack of paper.

"What are those?" The two eyed minion asked. He opened his hand to take the pile when it was offered. He glanced at them and then turned his gaze back onto Stuart when the slightly smaller minion crawled back into the bed, angry glare fixed on a spot on the blankets.

"Take a look for yourself."

Dave ogled at the papers in his hand. It took awhile to leaf through all of the papers, but when he was done, all he could do was stare at Stuart in astonishment. "They never left you alone?..."

"No. They didn't. I get a letter like this at least twice or three times a week. I'm beginning to think that i'm only wanted to be used. Not loved."

"Nooo. Stuart, don't think that!" Dave exclaimed, scrambling up to his friend's side. "Those minion's are leading on the wrong one. They will come to find out that they messed up big time, especially when they've messed with your feelings." Dave gave a soft smile, to which Stuart returned. "You'll find someone."

"I hope so."

"You know so, Stuart."

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Dave was greeted by Kevin when he walked into his home, politely giving his tall lover his salutations in return. Kevin could tell something was going on in Dave's head, judging by the frown dawning the smaller males face and the sluggish walk.

"How did talking with Stuart go?" Kevin asked, pulling his blanket around him a little tighter and settling into the cushions of their couch more. He was watching a little series he found on Netflix. It was called The Flash. He wasn't usually a fan of superhero's but he did enjoy the show he found. His eyes left the television to watch as Dave planted himself next to him and crawled under the covers with the taller minion, the younger one sighing softly when he was comfortably cuddled against Kevin.

"It was...okay, I guess. He's still having trouble with finding someone."

Kevin wrapped his arm around the shorter ones waist, dragging him closer. "He will find someone someday."

"I feel bad knowing that I have someone to come home to and love on but Stuart...my best friend...is sitting at home either sleeping or by himself. Either way, he's still completely alone."

The leader sighed. He knew how much Dave cared for his friend. His heart was huge and it pained him to see anyone alone, especially as close as it was to the day dedicated to love. "I know it's hard to see him by himself, but Stuart will, will, find somebody. Kay?"

Dave nodded, "Okay. I just hope it's someone who will treat him right."

"Me too." Kevin leaned in and brushed his lips against Dave's, snickering when the smaller minion pressed back on him eagerly, sliding his hands across Kevin's chest. Dave let out a quiet whimper when his lover slid his tongue over his lip, asking for entrance.

Letting Kevin's wet, pink muscle dance with his own, he let himself be picked up by the taller, stronger minion and be carried to their room. There wasn't enough room on the couch for them and their copulation's. The last thing that would have been seen is the dark room lit up by the television and the bedroom door being closed. The sound coming from the TV show drowning out the noises of love coming from the other room.

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Phil pulled his creation out of the oven, the steaming contents making him smile. They smelled delicious, even he couldn't deny that. If there was one thing he was good at, besides destroying entire cruise ships and everyone's good mood, it was having the will power and want to help anyone in need, and right now, only one henchman was on his mind. Stuart.

Placing the pipping hot cookies on a cooling sheet, he started mixing together his frosting. Several little bowls lined his counter; each one contained a different flavoring of a sticky, sugary paste that just needed to be blended with food coloring to complete his treat. Among with the numerous gifts he'd purchased from the store not too long ago, his cookies were the finishing touch to his offering.

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Here's chapter 2 to Heart of Gold! So things are going pretty well, in Phil's eyes, and he wants nothing more than to make Stuart happy. More chapter's to come!

Also, Stuart does mind being alone, he just hates admitting it.

-PZ