[HIATUS] Sausage Party [Twisted Wonderland x Reader]

51: When He's Submissive And Breedable (You Have Daddy Issues)

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You were just trying to casually eat some cereal for a lazy Saturday breakfast when Tinkerbell had asked you to sit down so he could share some news.

"I'm already sitting down," You tease at his earlier request.

He blushes, "You know what I mean!"

"Sorry, sorry. You just look so tense. You don't have to be so nervous about talking to me, Tinkerbell," You smile more gently, "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not as bad as you're making it out to be in your head."

He nods while taking a deep breath. He lowers himself so that he's standing on the table, fiddling with his fingers to settle his anxiety.

"Um... I'll be gone this weekend, and I won't be back until Monday morning. I'll be leaving soon, too."

"Oh, okay! Thanks for letting me know, Tink."

"..."

You eat another spoonful of Twisted Wonderland's version of Cheerios.

"..."

It was actually the plain version of it since you couldn't find the honey ones. Honestly, they're not that bad.

"That's it?"

You look up at the blonde, "Um... Yeah...?"

Tinkerbell huffs, stomping his little foot on the table, "Aren't you going to miss me at all?! I'm going to miss you!!"

You chuckle, "You told me before that you'll have to leave at least once a month for reports to Peter Pan, remember? I mean, yeah, of course I'm gonna miss you. But you're coming back so I'll be okay."

"Aren't you curious about where I'm going??"

You shrug, "Yeah, but you're allowed to go wherever you want. And you don't need my permission either. I definitely appreciate you telling me, though. It puts me more at ease to know that you won't just up and leave me suddenly."

The fairy crosses his arms, "I don't report to Peter Pan until the last day of each month, actually."

"Ohhh, I see. Wait, okay, so where are you going?"

"That is a surprise," Tinkerbell winks with a smirk, "I think you'll like it, Your Highness."

"Alright, alright. Keep your secrets, pretty boy-"

"-YOU THINK I'M PRETTY?! REALLY?!"

"Yeah, I told you before that I thought you were."

Tinkerbell starts giggling to himself, cupping his cheeks and shaking his head. "Her Highness is too kind! You shouldn't say things like that so casually!"

You shake your head with a hopeless smile as your companion continues to babble to himself.

He's so cute, a little guy, a little man, a little baby.

"Ahem," He clears his throat, his face a pretty pink, "So, um. What are your plans going to be this weekend? Aside from Ghost Hunting, the Plaza, and meeting up with Vil and Rook?"

"Uhh... Nothing else, I think?" You think you're going to keep Malleus a sexy secret for now, "Actually, I do have to meet up with Crewel in..."

You go to check your nonexistent watch on your wrist, "Tink, what time does it say on the clock?"

Your fairy friend quickly flies to the lounge, returning quickly in just ten seconds.

"It's thirteen 'til 8:00am."