Jellicel Academy (short stories)

Munkustrap

Munkustrap walked into him and his brothers shared room. A stack of clean clothes, that Tugger has yet to be put away lay in a mess at the end of his bed. His side of the room was a mess. His guitar lay on the floor. Papers were scattered about.

Munkustrap kicked the small rubber football that lay on his side. The football rolled under Tuggers bed.

Tugger was still asleep. He slept threw his alarm again.

"Are you serious..." Munkustrap mumbled.

He walked over to his younger brothers bed.

He grabbed at the pillow that held Tuggers head.

He pulled it from under him.

"Wake up.." Munkustrap said.

He did not move.

Munkustrap rolled his eyes in annoyance.

He began hitting Tugger with the pillow he pulled out from under him.

"What!...ok...alright...chill...I'm awake." Tugger said.

He stopped hitting his brother with the pillow.

"The bus comes in 20 minutes..." Munkustrap said.

"Shit! What?!" She jumper out of bed. And to the mirror on Munkustraps side of the room.

He franticly messed with his hair. Unlike Munkustrap Tuggers hair was to his shoulders. Long, messy, curly, and brown. He got that from there dad.

But people say Munkustrap got his hair from their mother. He chose to believe them, cause he never knew their mom. His hair was straight and black. It was usually cut short. He doesn't really do much with it. As long as it's not in his face he could really care less.

Tugger on the other hand. He spent hours on his hair. Teasing it with a come like he was apart of a 80s rock band. He dressed like it to.

Munkustrap dressed in more comfortable clothing. Not to the point he looks like he just got our bed. He still looks put other.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" Tugger said.

"I was busy getting ready, I thought your alarm would have woken you up." Munkustrap said.

He went over to his own bed to make it.

"Well it didn't, piece of shit," he said.

"We have ballet today, don't forget your shoes...again." Munkustrap said.

"I can do it in sneakers." He grumbled.

"You say that, but the hole way home you complain about how much your feet hurt." Munkustrap said.

He grabbed Tuggers ballet shoes and shoved them into his brothers backpack.

With a huff Tugger went over to his dresser and began to get dressed.

"Want me to save you breakfast?" Munkustrap asked as he went to leave the room.

"No..." he said.

"I don't know why I bothered asking." Munkustrap said.

Munkustrap left the room.

He walked down the small hall witch lead into the kitchen/living room.

"Morning Munkus." His aunt greeted him.

"Morning Aunt Jelly. What's for breakfast?" Munkustrap asked with a smile.

He sat down at the small dining table.

"I woke up kinda late, so just peanut butter toast I'm afraid." She said.

Handed him the plate.

"Thank you." He said with a smile.