H to the E to the double L to the O!

Hello, person in front of this computer! 'Tis the weekend! So, I HAVE TIME TO WRITE! YES! Aaaand…I don't have anything else important to say…sooo…Happy reading!

Ullabloom

Victoria woke up early the next morning. She found Misto in the living room.

"Where's Tugger?" she asked.

"Out." He responded. "He didn't wanna get involved…"

"Okay…Are we actually doing this?"

"Yep."

"Don't you think we're making too much of a deal out of it?"

"Nope. He needs it."

"I'm not so sure anymore."

"Too late."

She smiled. "You ready?"

He nodded.

"Why didn't we try to get his help last night?"

"You know how he feels about me and him."

"I know, but-"

He shot her the look. The You-know-so-and-so's-a-homophobe look.

A while later, their uncle emerged from his room. The siblings were seated on the ground.

"Children," said the large tom, "what's going on?"

"Uncle Bustopher," started Victoria. "This is an intervention."

"What? But…But I don't have a problem."

"Sit down."

"Demeter, I have to talk to you." Said Munkustrap.

"Yes?"

"About that tom…"

"You know him?"

"Yes, he's my…"

"Look, I don't want to talk about last night. Please."

He stopped talking. It didn't really matter. Ever since he started dating Misto, Tugger was sort of shut off from the family…he shouldn't have cared…

"Um…you just seem so tense. Are you alright?"

"I am NOT tense. I am together, if anything."

"Sweetheart, you don't have to get all defensive about-"

"I am NOT defensive!"

He silenced himself.

"Now…where's Bomba?"

"You're right! I need this. Starting tomorrow, I'll go on a diet."

"That means a lot to us…"

"Thank you, Uncle Bustopher."

"No binging," said Victoria, changing her tone.

"IM HERE!"

Bombalurina appeared in the doorway.

"Oh, IIIIIIIIIIIII…I'm sort of late, right?"

"Alright," said Bustopher, standing up. "I'm going off into town…look after the house, my children…"

He smiled at the embarrassed queen as he exited.

Victoria stared at her. "WHERE…have you been, Bomba!?"

"I-I-I'm so sorry, I-"

"You promised us!"

"I know but…I had a really rough night, and I didn't get home until really late…"

"And, why, exactly, were you out so late?"

"Demi interfering with my personal life, as usual…"

"Well, pass the popcorn," said Misto. "Tell us everything!"

"Um…it's sorta personal…"

The siblings were excited. "Ooooh!" screamed Vicki. "Who was he?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Vic!"

"C'mon!"

"Shut up!"

"PLEEEEAAASE!"

"Fine…come with me outside."

Vic obeyed. "Soooo, who?"

Misto crept against one of the walls, and listened.

Bombi started whispering. "Listen. You cannot tell another living soul about this…or I will knock the living daylights out of you."

Vic was scared. "Bomba…what do you mean?"

"I was with Tugger last night. It was mind-blowing."

"I knew it! The lousy, good-for-nothing wretch…How mind-blowing?"

"Like you have a chance with him, virgin! Anywho, He probably hasn't told Misto yet."

"Nope."

"Good. Demi figured it out, and she attacked him, and-"

"Wait…Demeter attacked Tugger?"

"You betcha. Did he say anything about her?"

"No."

"Good. You want your brother to be happy, right?"

"Of course."

"Then you cannot tell anyone…ANYONE…about our little conversation here today. Promise?"

"Promise."

Misto backed away…he had heard enough…

"Cross your heart and hope to die?"

Vic nodded.

"We're still besties, right?"

"Of course!"

"Great…I really have to go…it's my turn to go begging…I'll just say goodbye to Misto, and…

"Yeah."

"You wanna go out into town with me?"

"Sure! MISTO! Me and Bombi are going out into the square to beg!"

"Have fun…" he replied.

"Bye, Misto!" screamed Bomba, as she and Victoria raced up the street.

Misto almost knew Bombi was lying. She had to be! Either that, or he was just another one of Tugger's pawns. I was with Tugger last night…It was mind-blowing… Demeter attacked Tugger…Did he say anything?

He was heartbroken. How could the person he was in love with lie to him like that? It made no sense.

Misto didn't go into town. He didn't practice any magic. He just stayed home, and enjoyed a good cry…which can make just about anyone feel better.