tuggoffelees oneshots

eighty four: being serenaded

uh hi KittyBoomBoom7 and Erzasbest told me to write this but i've tried writing stuff like this and it never turns out well so this is gonna be bad™️

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misto pov
i toss my clothes to the side and crawl into bed. i nestle into the nice warm blankets and close my eyes.

something hits my window, then another thing. i sit straight up and look. someone's throwing rocks at my damn window.

i get out of bed and walk over to the window. i open it and immediately get hit in the face with a rock.

"oh fuck," someone says, then yells up at me. "sorry!!! are you okay??"

i look down and see tugger and mungojerrie, holding a saxophone and a tambourine respectively. "i'm fine, what do you want??"

tugger glances after mungojerrie and nods. i think he says "hit it, jerrie," but i'm not sure.

play careless whisper rn please
(here's the spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/track/4jDmJ51x1o9NZB5Nxxc7gY?si=6Ps7dPhWTdmP-I5Lz1rXNQ you have to copy it)

tugger is surprisingly pretty good at the saxophone. i immediately smile. what. is. he. doing? his eyes are closed and he's concentrating very intensely. if i'm being honest, it's kind of hot, and the song is kind of pretty too.

mungojerrie starts singing very badly, but he's doing his best.

i lean against the windowsill, not knowing what else to do.

     mungojerrie stops his singing, and tugger repeats the beginning and mungojerrie does jazz hands and dances around.

      tugger stops playing and mungojerrie bows dramatically.

      i clap and say "bravo!"

     mungojerrie places the tambourine on tugger's head like a crown and presents him with more jazz hands.

      "marry me, mistoffelees!" tugger says, throwing his arms up for emphasis.

     "i do!" i yell, as loudly as i dare.

     then, victoria bursts into my room. "what the hell are you yelling at? some of us are trying to sleep."

      she looks out the window too and sees tugger and jerrie. she rolls her eyes and waves sarcastically before walking out.

      "what was that all about?" tugger asks.

      "says you!" i reply. "what was that all about?"

     "i was serenading you," he explains.

      "i got that, but why?"

     "i dunno, i was bored."

     "hang on, i'm coming down," i reply, closing the window, and putting my slippers on.

     

hi two things:

1. go get some water. now. you're obligated to, you have to.

2. you're so perfect. like i literally cannot express how amazing you are, i love you so much and you are valid, and loved, and wonderful, and such a great person and you deserve literally everything. don't let Anyone tell you otherwise. if they do, send them to me and i will... i'll... i'll tell them off !!! 😠