For Vanellope Von Schweetz101
It was a heavy sigh that Jumba breathed, upon hearing the incessant knocking on the door to his lab. In spite of the fact the offender had yet to say a word, Jumba knew precisely who it was.
Eventually, the person did speak, however, and Jumba was not at all surprised.
"Come on, let me in," Pleakley whined, as he continued to bang on the door.
Jumba continued to ignore the other man for several minutes, Pleakley's whining only getting louder. Eventually, his annoyance having reached its peak, Jumba stalked over to the door, yanking it open.
Pleakley, who had been ready to hit the door again, dropped his fist, before settling it on his waist. "Have you been ignoring me?"
"Yes," Jumba deadpanned.
Pleakley was not surprised. He huffed, jutting his hip out. "I figured as much. What are you doing that's sooo important, anyway?"
"I am experimenting," Jumba said waspishly, turning away from Pleakley and walking over to his lab. "You know. What scientists do?"
"Well, don't forget - in all your aspirations, or whatever - that you're a part of this family too!" Jumba rolled his eyes, as Pleakley moved to stand right beside him. "Meaning that you are to be present at dinner, which Nani and myself (namely myself) slaved over!"
Jumba stuck a hand out, covering Pleakley's face. Pleakley whined, tugging at Jumba's hand with all his might. Eventually, he gave up, and Jumba dropped his hand. "You're so rude sometimes!"
"Says the man who continuously interrupts me whilst I am working!" Jumba growled.
"I "interrupt you"," Pleakley muttered, "when it is for your own good."
Jumba cast him a sidelong glance. Pleakley had a pouty look on his face, his arms crossed over his chest. Jumba looked away once again, sighing. "I know," he acquiesced. Pleakley shot him a surprised look. "I know," Jumba said louder.
There was a brief pause, before Pleakley said, "I worry about you, you know? It's not healthy to be locked up in a room all the time. You need interaction with others."
Jumba rolled his eyes, continuing to work on his experiment. He paused, however, when Pleakley laid a hand on his arm. "I worry about you, you know?"
Jumba felt his face grow warm, and quickly ducked his head, starting to put away the tools he had been working with. He could almost sense the smug smile on Pleakley's face.
"Come on, let's go eat!" Pleakley urged, once Jumba had finally packed everything away. The larger alien sighed, though it was more fond than annoyed, as he was tugged out of his lab.
A/N I enjoy writing those two so much! They're so adorable! Again, I apologize for the long (unannounced) hiatus for the summer, but I am back and better than ever!
That being said, if you have any requests for a story within the Disney-Pixar animated fandom, feel free to tell me about it in a review, or better yet, a PM!
Thank you for reading, and please review!