『𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜』

_ʙᴜꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴏɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ_

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Reader:
Female koala
Singer/Wife

Interest ♡: Buster Moon

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"I swear to you, (Y/n), this is no joke!" your husband said on the phone. "Look, just get down here and see for yourself. I gotta go, love you!" he squeals, hanging up the phone.

You held the phone up to your ear in shock after hearing your lover call you in the middle of work to inform you about hundreds of animals wanting to audition for his theater.

"Love you too..." you mumble. 'Huh. Guess he came up with something good.' you thought before contacting your boss to call out.

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"Hey, Eddie. Nice to see ya again." you wave at the Suffolk sheep, who also arrives to see his best friend.

"Hey, (Y/n)! What did'ya you think about Buster's singing competition?" he asked.

"Ah. So, it was a singing competition." on cue many animals exit the theater while Eddie held the door open for you when they all left. "Thanks."

"You didn't know?" he questions before opening another door that leads to the auditorium. You hear Japanese music playing and five red pandas dancing and singing on stage.

"I had extra work, plus, he slept in his office again. No surprise there." you shook your head and walked over to the back row.

"Miss Crawly!" hearing the familiar voice of your mate, you see him focus on his clipboard preparing some things.

The red pandas giggle, running past you and Eddie as you both sit down. "Um. (Y/n)?" you hum, turning your head to the male holding a flyer to you. You grabbed it from him and examined the paper to see the winner's prize.

"Oh no..." you widen your eyes.

"The prize? Oh sure. Yes, it's all in there." Buster told the mouse who's sat on top of the chest.

"Well, open it, will ya? I wanna see what $100,000 looks like." the mouse replied, rubbing his tiny hands together. The other animals agree with him wanting to see the prize as well.

Buster turns to them, unknowingly hearing what came out of his mouth. "Sure, I'll open it—wait, what did you say?" he paused, hearing what he might heard was TRUE.

"He said a hundred thousand dollars." you answered. Eddie holds out the flyer at him as he runs towards him, snatching the paper out of his hands, and lets out a shrill yelp.

"Uhh..." he laughs nervously, crumbling up the paper and tossing it behind him off stage. "I forgot my keys...I'll be right back..." he told the animals before pushing Miss Crawly to his office as you and Eddie followed behind.

Miss Crawly sobs on a chair while Buster paces frantically in the room. "For the last time, Miss Crawly, I am not going to fire you. Now would you pull yourself together? And please blow that nose of yours." he exclaimed. She blew her nose in her handkerchief, sounding like a gloop-filled trumpet. "No, no, no! Not in here. Blow it outside! Thank you." he leads her out the door then closes it.

"Buster, whaddya expect? She's like 200 years old." you reminded him.

"I know, I know." he apologized before turning to his friend, stepping on a stack of books. "Eddie. Please. Look i-i-if your folks could just loan me the money until—"