A/N
So this was something I wrote on tumblr involving a certain phantom of the Muppets, but wanted to put it on here since I had Deadly on my mind today, so one thing led to another.
In this little story, Deadly isn't sleeping which makes him grumpy towards the others so is trying to get more sleep, so he can do the things he loves like doing magic on Up Late with Piggy but going to sleep when you're used to staying up a lot is a challenge.
I hope you like.
"So tired, after a long day and then doing magic." a voice said.
It belonged to the legendary, but mysterious phantom of the Muppets, Deadly.
Recently, Dudley had noticed his twin brother was zoning off, being grumpy and snippy plus there were little dark rings under his eyes, a sign of tiredness.
Right now, he was putting on his black pyjamas and slipper socks yawning but ignoring it.
He would normally stay up late doing his own things or hanging out with Constantine.
"I hope I can do this, as I love performing magic on a certain pig's talk show." Deadly mused to himself while brushing his fangs.
He was then climbing into bed, but couldn't sleep as he had too much on his mind, like tricks he wanted to try plus his tummy felt weird, like a bunch of geathers were tickling it.
"There's no way, I can sleep tonight." he said lying awake.
But he had to try, because people loved his magic which brought a sleepy grin to his light blue skinned and scaled face.
It seemed to be working, imagining about the things that made him happy like the time he'd scared the others at the Muppet Theatre with his jokes, playing poker with Constantine along with ding-dong ditch.
Unknown to Deadly, this trick was working feeling very sleepy as sleep was what he needed feeling his eyelids get heavy going to sleep, plus it was one in the morning.
Around seven or eight the next morning, Deadly began to stir sitting up and stretching but feeling better which was good, plus felt pumped up to do the things he'd been planning getting up and dressed which stunned Dudley.
"What's the big deal, why look so shocked?" Deadly asked.
"Normally you're not up this early, so it must be a blue moon." Dudley said.
Deadly rolled his eyes as he was drinking coffee, and having pancakes to help keep awake which made Dudley impressed knowing Pepe and Rizzo would have to pay up, since they had a bet on Deadly about his sleeping.
"I see, but first there's a certain Thiev who I owe a few rounds of poker to." Deadly said pulling out a deck of cards that were enchanted poker cards making Dudley chuckle hysterically.
He was happy that his brother had gotten sleep but was helping him out.