Random musical one-shots

Marshmallow

Michael was lying on the couch stuffing his face with jumbo marshmallows when Jeremy came in.

"That's cannibalism," Jeremy said, pointing at Michael.

He made a confused noise and kept eating.

"I think he's calling you a marshmallow," Christine called from across the room.

"Are you calling me fat?" Michael asked, trying to speak around the marshmallow in his mouth.

"I will be if you keep eating those," Jeremy said, snatching the bag away from Michael. "Because it will be true," he poked Michael in the stomach. "How many of these have you eaten?"

"Ten," he shoved the one he was holding in his mouth. "Eleven,"

Jeremy sighed. "I'm not looking after you if you get sick,"

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna be sick later, definitely. My stomach already hurts,"

"Good luck, then," Jeremy walked out of the room.

***

Jeremy was relaxing on his phone when he heard running footsteps. Christine appeared in his doorway.
"Your boyfriend requires your assistance,"
Jeremy sighed and walked to the bathroom to find Michael crouched by the toilet.

"You alright there?" He asked.
"No, go away and let me die in peace,"
"Alright then,"
"Wait- please come back- I need help,"

"Yeah of course you do,"