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ninty three: another christmas one

ok so misto's office job (pls go with it idk anymore) is having a christmas party with all the other jellicles 😌

misto pov
     "baby!!" tugger says brightly, sock-sliding into the living room. "i made you this!"

     he holds up an atrocity of a sweater. it's red- or it was red- and has obnoxious, sparkly green tinsel hot-glued all over the front of it.

     i look blankly at it. "for the party tonight?" i ask gently, trying not to hurt his delicate feelings.

    "yes!! its not the best, but i really want you to wear it tonight," tugger says, with the biggest smile on his face. he's so proud of his creation.

    "alright, i'll try it on," i give in.

    "oh no, you don't need to. i got your size at the store." he's still smiling.

    i stare at him fondly. "you are so cute," i say.

    "no, you're cute," tugger chirps, booping my nose.

  
•••

     i sigh into the mirror. the tinsel is so itchy, and the hot glue made the entire front part super stiff.

     if anyone else had made me this sweater i wouldn't have worn it, i would've politely declined. but because it was tugger...

     he's so proud of it too. i couldn't just say no to his little smile! i wonder what he's going to wear.

•••

     i walk down the stairs, and tugger's wearing his normal clothes, but with a single strand of tinsel draped over his shoulders like some sort of christmas britney spears.

    "is that... your entire outfit?" i ask.

    tugger smirks. "i could wear less if you want."

    i roll my eyes playfully. "not what i meant and you know it."

WOW i all of a sudden just lost motivation to write this but i'll write a part two i promise

also hi!!! i haven't updated in like 8 years so how've y'all been???

also this is really short sorry
(unlike me. 5'7 is not short BETH 😤)