So I got an interesting idea that I couldn't pass up. Hopefully you all like this. :) Here we go!

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Episode I: Direction and Magnitude, Part One

Outside Dru's mansion… 9:34 p.m.

Edith got off the plane, a pair of her suitcases in her hands. Here she was, on her own, visiting Dru. After much pleading with her father, she finally got to go visit her uncle for a month. A whole month! The young girl bounded past the pigs that were standing near the plane and raced up to mansion doors, bubbling with excitement. She couldn't wait.

Edith raised her hand and knocked on one of the doors. She stood there a moment, and shuffled around in the contents of one of the bags, looking for the blow horn. Ah, yes, there it was. Edith grabbed it and zipped the suitcase shut. The mansion doors opened with a creak, revealing a certain thin-faced butler.

"Ye- ack!" Fritz nearly had his eardrums burst as Edith honked the blow horn in his face. He looked down at her, unamused. "Edith… hello."

Edith grinned. "Hi, Fritz! Nice to see you're as old as ever. I can't wait to see Uncle Dru and the minions!"

"And torture me with your pranks, I'm sure," Fritz muttered. He stepped to the side for Edith to come in. "If you may, Edith."

Edith nodded and entered. She looked around the massive room, with the polished wood railing, the red velvet furniture and carpets, and white tile walls. She remembered just how amazed she was by the room. Though the painting of pigs on the ceiling were kind of weird. But weird was kind of her middle name, so it was fine.

"Edeeeeeth!" a familiar, excited voice called. Dru came running down the staircase and raced towards Edith. He grabbed her, causing her to drop her suitcases, and gave her a big hug. "Ooooh, I missed you so much!"

Edith smiled, returning the hug. "I missed you too, Dru."

Fritz cleared his throat as he closed the door. "Shall I take her things to her room?"

"Yes," Dru replied. While Fritz tended to Edith's belongings, Dru set the girl herself down and led her to the dining room. "After all dat traveling, you must be starveeng!"

Edith looked at him sheepishly. "Actually, I stuffed myself with chocolate mint banana splits the whole way here."

Dru chuckled in amusement. "Den I guess you won't get any dinner today."

"I still have room!" Edith whined.

Dru shook his head. "No, no, your dad sent very streect eenstructions about your diet."

Edith lowered her head and pouted.

"Just keeddeeng!" Dru rubbed her pink-hatted head affectionately. "Eat all dee food you want!"

Edith jumped for joy. "Yeah!"

. . .

Soon…

Edith sat back in her dining chair, hands on her distended stomach. "That was the best dinner I ever ate!"

Dru grinned at that. "I'm glad you liked eet."

"So are we gonna do a midnight ice cream heist now?" Edith asked.

"We just ate!" Dru told her. "And Gru was very streect about your bedtime."

Edith sighed. "Fine…"

Dru led her to the room she slept in with her sisters during the whole Bratt incident. Edith got the top bunk this time. She had wanted it when she and her family first visited Dru, but Agnes had put up such a fuss, so Edith had to take the middle bunk.

Edith climbed up the long ladder to the top bunk, then sat down in bed. She pulled the covers over her body and looked down at Dru. He was looking up at her. "Can you read me a story?"

Dru frowned. "Er… sure. What book?"

"'One Big Unicorn,'" Edith replied. "It's in my pink suitcase, on the chair."

Dru rummaged around in the suitcase, and, after a moment, triumphantly pulled out the book. Then he climbed up the ladder to the bunk bed and sat down beside Edith. "Alright, here we go." He looked at the cover of the book and smiled. "'By Gru.' My brother wrote dis?"

Edith nodded. "Yeah, after 'Sleepy Kittens' was 'accidentally destroyed maliciously.'"

Dru laughed. Then he opened up the book and started reading. Edith curled up in the blankets and listened.

"One big unicorn, strong and free,

thought he was happy as he could be.

Then three little kittens came around and turned his whole life upside down.

They made him laugh, they made him cry

He never should have said goodbye."

Edith was already asleep at this point, but Dru read the rest to himself.

"And now he knows he can never part from those three little kittens that changed his heart."

"'Dey changed his heart?'" Dru repeated in a whisper. This story wasn't just about a unicorn and three kittens. It was Gru's story. Of how the three girls changed his whole life. Dru set the book down on the blanket and looked at Edith. He bent over and kissed her forehead. "Good night, Edeeth."

. . .

Location unknown… 3:45 A.M.

In a dark room, illuminated only by the large computer screen on the wall, a disturbingly familiar silhouette stood watching the people walking down the streets of Freedonia, which were filled with carts selling cheese. "Dad wasn't kidding when he said these guys were cheese heads. Now… where's that device…?"

The screen zoomed in on a building near the town edge. A diagram appeared, displaying an image of the target.

"Ah… there we go!"

Suddenly the lights came on. The room was evidently a small laboratory of some sort, with gadgets lining the bright white walls.

"Victor!" a deep and- slightly but not very- feminine voice called. "What did I tell you about turning off the lights?!"

Vector turned to glare at the fat old woman who barged in. "Mom! It helps me think!"

"You're going to strain your eyes!" his mother shot back. "How are you supposed to be a villain if you go blind, huh? No wonder your father ditched you with me!"

Vector let out a growl. "Where's that Shrink Ray when I need it?"

"Don't give me any mouth, Victor!"

"Don't call me that!"

. . .

Freedonia, 8:36 A.M… after breakfast…

Edith and Dru headed down to his new lab, which was crawling with minions. Gadgets covered every wall, and Dru's new Villain-Wheels (he had a new one built after the first was destroyed) sat in the center. The ceiling was a glass dome, and golden sunlight shined through.

"This is awesome!" Edith exclaimed. Immediately she recognised a face in the crowd. On a worktable stood a certain one-eyed minion jamming away on his guitar. "Stuart!"

Stuart looked over at Dru and Edith. The minion smiled and stopped playing his guitar for the moment. "Bello!"

"Hey, hey, Stuart!" Dru called as he and Edith walked over to him. "How's dat fart cannon comeeng along?"

The chatter in the room was so loud that Stuart couldn't hear him properly. The minion grinned and exclaimed, "Kan pai!"

"What?!" Dru evidently couldn't hear Stuart very well either. "What deed you say?!"

Stuart acted as though he was insulted. "Tatata bala tu!"

Dru reached into his pocket and pulled out his new Minionese dictionary. Then he shouted, "Be quiet!"

The room went silent.

Dru flipped through the pages, frowning. "Alright, let's see here… aha! To steenk ko rotten bananas! Wait, dis is dee wrong page." He turned another page. "How's ta fart cannon meeko along?"

"Labada pata her," Stuart replied. "Prompo nik nak me rep la. Ka pudum hopa mi guitar, butthead."

"Whaaat deep to sola cora me, Stuart?" Dru was not happy.

"You can speak Minion?" Edith asked him.

Dru looked down at her. "Not as good as my brother. But yes. I can speak Minionese."

"Le awins Minionese duu pan a pig," Stuart said rudely.

"Stuart…" Dru glared at the minion.

"Um, can we look at the gadgets now?" Edith asked.

"Uh, right!" Dru led her over to his Villain-Wheels. Kevin was sitting in the driver's seat, eating a box of cookies. "Kevin, we talked about dis just yesterday. No eating een my new Villain-Wheels!"

"Het moka a gib, gib dia..." Kevin jumped out of the vehicle. "Bob! Coopee go hopa Blinx Ta Veela Sweeper!"

Edith frowned. "'Blinx the Time Sweeper?' What's that?"

Dru shrugged, then said, "Probably some veedeo game. So… do you theenk we should take her out for a spin?"

"Heck yeah!" Edith exclaimed.

. . .

At the edge of Freedonia Village… 9:04 A.M…

Vector hid in the bushes in front of the building, his new-and-improved Squid Launcher in his hand. It was large facility, surrounded by fences and hidden by trees. Guards stood at the gate, chatting.

"You hear what happened to that chicken?" one asked.

"What chicken?" the other guard replied.

Vector jumped out of the bushes and shot at them with his Squid Launcher. The first squid hit one guard's face and clung to it tightly. "Argh! Get this thing off my face!" He tried in vain to pull off the squid.

The second squid hit the other guard, its arms wrapping around his arms and abdomen. "Oh, shoot!"

Vector waltzed past the guards and pulled out a missile launcher. He fired it at the gate, blowing it to smithereens. He turned to the guards briefly and shouted in glee, "OH YEAH! Vector's back in the game! Hahaha!"