Munkustrap
I looked at myself in my stand-up mirror, and sighed. My tux was a metallic silvery blue that went well with my silver body. I combed my hair into the way I normally did and sighed for the billionth time that night. I sat on my couch, not wanting to go to Prom at all.
"Hey Munk," said Tugger, entering. He sat down next to me, already knowing how I was dreading tonight. "You do know that once you get to Prom you can't look so sad right?"
"I knowed," I sighed - again. "I'm Munkustrap. I have to make sure everyone else is having the time of their life, while I act like everything is okay."
"It is okay, Munk. It's just Prom. This won't stop you from anything else tomorrow. Just keep on doing what you normally do."
"But I don't want to Tugger."
He gave me his canine grin. "Well, maybe after tonight, you won't have to."
"What do you mean?" I asked, not liking it when my brother was aloof.
"Oh nothing," he sang.
"I hate it when you're inconspicous."
"And I hate it when you're sad."
I looked away from him, not wanting to talk about it.
"I'll see you later, Munk," he said, and then left.
I slouched on the couch, not that hungry or enthused or anything. I was numb. It's not that I didn't want to go to Prom, it's just the other circumstances about Prom. The people and their dates and...everything. Damn it.
"Munk?"
I looked at the door to see Tumbles shining in green. I smiled and stood up. "Hey Tumbles," I greeted, knowing that him and his adorable self could make me smile no matter how I was feeling.
"You seem kind of upset," he said. He could always tell when I wasn't happy. "Do you not want to go tonight?"
I sighed (dear lord) and shook my head. "No - well, a part of me does, but another part doesn't. Right now I don't."
He frowned. "Sorry to hear that."
"Yeah," I said. "So, where's your date at? Shouldn't she be waiting on you right now?"
He frowned a little and said, "Uh, no, we weren't too worried about time. So...is there anything that could ruin this night even more for you?"
I shrugged. "Everlasting Cat only knows. Something could go horribly wrong with Dad or Demeter or Alonzo or Tugger or-or other people I care about...and everyone. Some people can crash the Prom or..."
"I don't think people will crash the Prom," Tumbles said. "I mean, people from outside the tribe might come but they'll just be other peoples dates, you know?"
"Yeah, well, they could still crash it."
"But so can people in the tribe," he said defensively.
"Are you okay?"
He smiled. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. I'll see you later." He ran from the den. Peculiar kit. Hopefully he'll have a great time with his date tonight.
I collapsed onto the couch again. Maybe if I fall alseep then everyone will understand when I don't show up. I closed my eyes, dreading the night. Though then came a knock. A knock? No one knocks on my door. It's a curtain! They just call and say they're coming in or ask if they can. I got up and moved my curtain to see Alonzo. Alonzo - knocking. He never knocks. He never calls to come in either. He just comes in! He's my best friend. Something must be different with him. I smiled, though, glad to see him.
"Hi," I said, letting him come in.
"Hey," he replied.
Then it got awkward. Why was it awkward? I know more about him than anyone and he knows more about me than anyone. This shouldn't be awkward. "Uh, sit down," I suggested.
He nodded and sat on the couch. He looked good that night, in a black and white striped tuxedo. He looked classy.
I went into my kitchen and got some drinks. I sat next to him and handed him one. We took sips quietly. "So, how's Cass?" I asked.
"She's good," he said. "She, uh, she's going with Tanti. I shouldn't tell you this but they're secretly together."
"I know," I said.
"You do?"
"Yeah. I saw them together one time. So, are they coming out tonight?"
He nodded, taking a swig of his drink. "How's Demeter?" he asked.
"She's...okay. I know something is going to go down tonight between her and Bombi, but hopefully for the better."
"Yeah," he said. "Everyone should be happy."
I wanted to be happy, but like hell that could happen.
"Munk?"
I looked over at him, and suddenly his lips were pressed against mine. I set down my drink as I grabbed his head, relishing in the kiss, making him melt against me. Just like old time...It's been two years...
Three Years Earlier
"I mean, people do it all the time, but they say it doesn't mean anything," I told Alonzo.
"But...what if people think otherwise?" he asked.
"We don't have to tell them."
He looked up at me with those blue eyes of his, and I just knew he wanted to kiss me. So I leaned in and kissed him. It was awkward since it was our first kiss, but as the next few days passed, our "meaningless" kisses became better and more intimate. I never let him know they weren't meaningless to me. For awhile, I believed he felt the same way. I mean, we always kissed in private, because we didn't want anyone to know we were kissing each other. It became constant after the first couple of weeks. We'd run to some nook in a massive junk pile and kiss. Sometimes it'd start raining and we'd have to stay there all night until the rain stopped. The way he'd look at me and touch me. It had to mean something to him, too. Because then came that day...
A few months had passed of us kissing together in secrecy. It was raining and we had run to an enclosed nook in the big junk pile in the back. We laughed and tried to clean our damp coats, but stopped knowing we weren't going to get any dryer. I kissed him passionately then, just wanting him so bad. I towered over him, sliding my hands lower and kissing at his neck profusely. "Munk," he breathe desperately, and I didn't stop there.
I mean, we lost our virginity together. Surely it had have meant something! But we still acted as though it meant nothing. It was just casual. Though of course, came that day.
A year had passed of us kissing secretly. We only made love a few more times after the first time. A week after our anniversary of our first kiss - we were caught - by my brother. We were kissing tenderly in a nook when Macavity showed up. We were afraid of what he would say and who he would tell.
"I always thought you two were gay," he told us.
"We're not," I stuttered. "I-It doesn't mean anything."
He just looked down at me. "Friends don't just kiss, Munk," he spat. "Either it means something, or you're in denial."
A few days later he fled the Junkyard, to go get involved with mobs and crime and other activities like that. Also, Alonzo and I never kissed again.
That is until Prom night. We continued kissing, and I couldn't get over the fact that he kissed me first, meaning he wanted it, too. I paused, almost about to laugh at how ecstatic I was.
Though he must've thought my pause meant something else, like I didn't want this to happen, because he said, "I'm sorry." He stood up. "I-I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have kissed you, Munk."
I stood up, too, saying, "Alonzo-"
"It's over and done with. I know. I know! I-I'll just g-go." Then he ran out of my den before I could say anything.
I tried to follow, but I didn't see him the second I stepped outside. I shook my head. Don't be sorry, Alonzo. I want you, too...
Aw, poor Munk and Alonzo :( Will things work out in the end? Who knows?
Ha, and some of you thought Munk was going with Tumbles, but he's not! So who's he going with?
Review please :)