Muppet Oneshots + Drabbles

Dress-Up Fancy

Zoot has never seen Lips in a tuxedo before.

"Oh wow, you look totally handsome, Floyd!" Janice exclaims to her main squeeze.

"Thanks, Jan. You look really nice too," he compliments back. Tonight, the Muppets were on a night out at a fancy pub. Everyone was there except a certain shaggy-haired trumpet player. Lips was with a few other friends and said that he would meet the others when they get there. So far, it's been half an hour and no one's seen him. Zoot, Lips' main squeeze, became worried and began texting the trumpet player on his flip phone. He's been waiting with the other Muppets to pass the time, but it wasn't helping. A few were starting to be a little tipsy and others had a story they were invested in.

"Hey Zoot, want another glass?" Rowlf asks. He shakes his head and continues to wait, bouncing his leg. All seems lost until the entrance door is pushed open. The man who stepped in had a black tuxedo with a white shirt and dark green tie. A familiar afro-like hair and squinted eyes are Zoot's main target as the man makes his way to the table. One thought ran through his mind at the time: Damn, Lips is sexy. In fact, everyone is staring at him. Seeing Lips out of a dashiki or t-shirt usually is a surprise. Last time he wore anything close to a suit and tie was in the orchestra pit and even then, he hated how it felt.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Traffic was hectic and the car broke down, so I grabbed a cab real fast. What did I miss?" Lips asks, taking a seat next to Zoot. Fozzie informs him about their current conversation while Zoot continues to stare in awe. Once Fozzie finishes, Lips takes note of Zoot's staring and flashes him a grin.

"What's up?" He whispers, snapping Zoot out of his trance.

"Oh, nothing. It's just, I've never seen you in a tux before".

"I figured that since you always seem to rock a tux, that I should give it a try".

"Well, "rock" is a very weak word to describe ya in that". Floyd walks past with Janice and quickly greets Lips with a pat on the shoulder. Zoot takes a few quick glances around to make sure no one's looking and slips a hand on Lips' thigh. He leans into his ear and whispers his answer. It must've been a wild answer because Lips' face suddenly turns red and he tenses up. Still, no one notices and Zoot sits back in his seat, acting as nothing happened. Lips tries to focus on the conversation in hand, but can't get over the words Zoot said.

"Hey look, Floyd and Janice are having a great time!" Dr. Teeth points out to the couple dancing on the dance floor. A slow dance smoothly plays over the speakers. Couples inside the pub stand up and start to dance. Lips stands up and holds a hand out to Zoot, who hesitantly takes it. He leads them to an open spot and lays his hands on Zoot's shoulders. Zoot lowers his arms to Lips' waist.

"Y'know, a tux kinda suits me," Lips says as the couple sways back and forth.

"What about your dashiki? Should I just throw it out?"

"Don't threaten me, Sax Man".

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it".

"Then maybe you should get rid of that weird t-shirt ya got".

"Hey, that was a present from Floyd and he's still proud of it".

"He wouldn't mind".

"He'd find out sooner or later". The music begins to end and Lips dips Zoot a little, sharing a tender kiss on the last note before rejoining their friends.