Minions have been on this planet far longer than we have.

They go by many names.

Dave.

Carl.

That one is Norbit!

He's an idiot!

They all share the same goal.

To serve the most despicable master around.

Finding a master was easy.

Keeping a master...

Well that's where things got TRICKY.

But nonetheless, they kept on looking.

Without a master, they had no purpose.

They became aimless.

And depressed.

If this went on much longer...

they would surely perish!

But then, one minion stepped forward!

Kevin felt pride! He was going to be the one to find his tribe the biggest, baddest villain to serve!

Stuart felt...

hungry, mostly.

He was going to be the one to eat this banana.

And Bob...

Bob was frightened of the journey ahead.