11. Inspiration (429)

"You're the meaning in my life! You're the inspiration!"

"Pinky, stop it." The Brain rolled his eyes as he tried to tune out the spastic singing of his lover. He'd been on an 80s pop kick this evening it seemed, and the megalomaniac had quite had his fill of sappy, degrading love songs. "I'm trying to work on our plans for tonight."

"You bring feeling to my life! You're the inspiration!" he continued belting, and Brain would've felt ignored if his husband didn't keep pointing at him every time he said "you're".

"Pinky, I mean it. This has gone on quite long enough." Brain waved him over, inwardly scolding the butterflies in his stomach as the notion of Pinky serenading him struck him as sweet. He was only being his ridiculous self. "Come here and settle down."

"Wanna have you near me! I wanna have you hear me saaaaaaaaayin'!" Pinky shimmied in a circle, then leapt down from the stack of books he'd been using for his stage and crawled over to Brain, belly low to the ground and tail flicking in the air.

The large-headed mouse raised an eyebrow as his husband came closer. Close enough that he only had to arch his back and their noses were touching. Brain's heart skipped a beat and he glowered to try and hide it.

"No one needs you more than I," Pinky whispered, the stark contrast to the bellowing he'd been engaging in only seconds prior filled Brain's face with heat, "need," somehow he was getting closer still, his eyes so big and blue, "you." He ended the chorus with a kiss, Brain's hand cupping the back of his lover's head as he deepened it.

"You're impossible," he murmured, rubbing their noses together and Pinky giggled before rolling away. Brain watched him go, only to roll his eyes as he began the second verse.

"And I know! Yes, I know that it's plain to seeeeee! Narf! We're so in love when we're together!" After spinning in a dizzying circle, Pinky cast a come hither look to his husband, beckoning him over with a swish of his hips. "And I know, that I need you here with me," he purred.

Getting to his feet, The Brain dusted himself off and sighed, supposing it wouldn't hurt to indulge him this once. Strolling over to him, he tugged Pinky down and cupped his cheeks, stroking the soft fur. "From tonight until the end of time."

"Oh, Brain! You know the words!"

"Yes, Pinky. I do. And I must say, you're my inspiration too."

12. You (551)

"I don't know what you see in me."

It was something Brain said a lot after his plans failed or after a fight (sometimes during, as it depended on the fight). Sometimes Pinky saw lots of things, like hippos and pumpkins and elves, but he wasn't sure that's what his husband had in mind when he asked what he saw in him. So one day, Pinky sat down to make a list of all the things he saw in him, because he liked making lists and it helped him remember things so he wouldn't repeat them.

It ended up being a rather long list, but Pinky didn't mind. It was rather fun to think of all the things he saw in Brain. The first thing he saw was happiness. Always. There was hardly a time he looked at husband and didn't feel all warm and nice inside. Just seeing his grumpy-growly scowly-scowl was enough to make him happy. Then he saw a smarty smart mouse, the biggest smarty he'd ever ever met. If he ever needed something to be explained to him, his husband could do it. The thoughts kept coming just like that and Pinky marvelled at how it didn't hurt at all to think of all the things he saw in his chubby hubby love.

He turned it into a letter and saved it for the next time Brain asked, had stashed it under their bed so he wouldn't forget, and presented it to him, smiling brightly at the rather confused megalomaniac. He hadn't expect an actual answer, or one that wasn't fraught with inanity.

"This!" Pinky chirped in response as Brain's gaze roved over the list several times.

1. You're all my happy feelings put together

2. You're the smartiest smarty mouse in the whole world

3. You're terribly fetching

4. You have the prettiest pink eyes

8. You make the best hot chocolate!

27. You have a lovely singing voice and reading voice and blah blah words voice... oh. Poit. I guess you just have a lovely voice!

6. You have a very big heart to want to help all the everyone in the whole world and take care of them.

Fish. You say I love you without ever having to say it. I wish I could do that! That takes talent, Brain!

Bottle. You're my husband.

L. Your laugh and smile are like a bunch of Christmases and birthdays all wrapped up in one big surprise box with polka dots and a big ol' yellow bow!

100. Your head looks like a really yummy pumpkin. It really is a compliment, love. Troz.

15. You don't like to be cold but you don't say anything, you just take all the blankets. Haha- Narf!

%. You dance really funny, but it's the best dancing I've ever seen! Just because it's you.

. Your crookedy tail matches you, love, because it's all special and unique just like you.

B. You're going to rule the whole world someday. I always, always see that. Poit.

Even though his special list embarrassed Brain lots, he still hugged him and told him he was an imbecile, but he said it with love and Pinky knew it had done it's job and cheered his husband up enough so they could ponder about all their tomorrow nights.

13. Confused (362)

Pinky was used to Brain being so con-fused all the time, but this was ridiculous. Now he was getting Pinky all con-fused too! So was Billie for that matter. Egad, his head was spinning.

For weeks he and Brain had been courting. At least that's what he'd thought they'd been doing and it was so romantic! They'd send coy glances across the counter at each other and held hands and sometimes they even shared dreams. The special kind of dreams you had when you loved someone very much.

It was all very exciting and he couldn't wait for the climactic love confession where they would kiss for real instead of in his head. He'd been wanting to kiss Brain for a really long time. That's why it was so confusing when it was Billie who pounced him while he was waiting for his best friend to finish his plan thingy for the night. He didn't want to kiss Billie, but the kiss had him completely surprised and he didn't know what to do. He'd fallen backwards and her legs wrapped around his waist and kept him captured and her hands were all touchy and feely and her tongue was too wiggly. It wasn't a very nice kiss at all. So he told her as much.

Apparently it was very offensive to give someone kissing tips. He really was only trying to help her so the next person she kissed didn't have to go through all that. His hip was all bruised from where he'd fallen on the counter. Maybe Brain would give it a get better kiss. Or at least a special pat.

But Brain didn't look at him. Not once all night. Even when they did his plan thingy, he never looked at him and his words were all mean and short and in that tone of voice that meant he'd done something wrong.

Maybe he'd waited too long to get to the climactic love confession and made Brain all grumpy-growly and impatient. He was going to tell him after the plan, but he forgot when it started raining popcorn and Brain's machiney went kablooey like a spaceship going into space.

14. Affection (426)

A familiar weight fell into his lap. Brain sighed quietly, closed his eyes, and counted to ten in the off chance that it might vanish or he'd realize he'd only imagined the sensation. But no. He opened them only to find himself looking down into a pair of blue eyes. "Pinky. What are you doing?"

"I wanted to say hi!" he told him as if it were obvious.

Brain stared at him and Pinky stared back, his head not moving from where he'd placed it. Right in his lap, right in his way. When the silence stretched on for an exceedingly annoying amount of time, Brain quirked an eyebrow and said, "Well?"

"Oh, right!" Pinky giggled, his chin bouncing a little, making the smaller mouse shift some to make it less uncomfortable. "Hi!"

"Hello. Now that you've accomplished your goal, would you please leave me be? I'm very busy." He gestured to his blueprints in front of him, to which his companion paid little mind to.

"Can't I stay with you?" Big blue eyes pleading, Brain had to force himself to look away if he had any hope of ridding himself of his needy lover.

By no means did he regret pursuing a relationship with his cagemate; Pinky made an excellent partner both on the field and in the bedroom, and he did love him (in his own manner). But it disrupted his routine every now and then when the lanky mouse would come seeking attention. He'd hug him from behind and just sit there, hovering over his shoulder. He'd groom him. He'd want to play Chase Me more than ever before. He'd stick his head in his lap.

He couldn't recall Pinky wanting so much before they were together. Whatever happened to watching his inane television programs and playing with his imaginary friends? When Brain asked him as much, Pinky merely blinked up at him and smiled, rubbing his nose against his stomach. "I want to be with you for a little bit. I like when you touch me like this."

Brain opened his mouth to say he was doing no such thing, until he realized he'd been stroking the top of his lover's head for the entirety of their conversation. While very tactile, even his more 'affectionate' touches were nothing more than bops to the head, or yanking him around by the snout. There was the occasional pat to the side, but...

Another sigh escaped, but it was one of acceptance. He supposed he could still work with him there for this one time.

15. Joy (521)

It was something that always made sense to him and never bothered him before. He really was okay with it! From the moment their friendship had started, Brain had made it clear that his first love (his only love at the time) was the world. So didn't he feel honored when Brain made space in it to include him? And then they fell in love and got married and it all still astounded him. He knew though. He knew he was second and he was very okay with that. The world came first! And the world was very important.

Pinky also had the world to thank for bringing them together. If Brain hadn't needed help on all of his plan thingies, it might have taken much longer for them to become friends. He hadn't really wanted anything to do with him before that, so the world made it so they could be friends and lovers. It deserved to be first in Brain's heart.

So the day he found out that it wasn't true surprised him like nothing had ever surprised him before! They were in bed and it was after love things so Brain could say all he ever wanted to say and couldn't when it wasn't just them and the bedsheets. He'd told him how much he loved him. More than anything, more than everything.

"Egad, Brain... oh, wait, no. Not everything," he told him, still smiling and nuzzling the mouse beside him.

His lover's happy hums paused and he stared blearily at him. "What? Of course everything."

"But I thought the world came first. Always. Poit. Doesn't it, Brain?"

The sated daze began to fade, Brain's brow knitting together. He opened his mouth to respond, closed it and pondered. At least it looked to Pinky like he was pondering. "I..." Whatever it was seemed very hard for Brain to say. "I was under the impression that you knew..."

"Well, of course I know the world comes first, Brain," he giggled, nudging their noses together. "You always say so. Troz."

"No, Pinky." Brain sat up suddenly, the blanket falling to his lap. Pinky blinked at him as he rose right after him. "The world it's... it's important, but you're... moreso."

Blue eyes continued to blink at him. He understood all the words, but he didn't understand. He was more important than the world? Oh! He was more important than the world! Pinky gasped, his whole face lit up and he clapped his hands together. "Really, Brain? Oh, I never would've guessed!" He was beside himself with joy. The world was such an important part of Brain's life, it seemed like a dream or a fairytale that he'd get to be what came first.

He was so happy! Oh, he had to share the happiness with Brain, especially since he looked like he was about to cry. Oh, no crying! Not when this was such good news! So he didn't give his husband time to have hurt feelings as he kissed and kissed and kissed him until he'd shared his smile with him and Brain tossed the blanket over their heads.


For those of you who don't know (since they are a rather old band), Inspiration was inspired by the song "You're the Inspiration" by Chicago. It's an awesome song, and Pinky wouldn't stop singing it every time I looked at that prompt. So yes.

Also, Pinky has the best counting skills ever.

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