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Eggs x Reader

No not eggs eggs. Eggs as in 'The Boxtrolls' Eggs, hehe. Enjoy :)

Standing at your doorway you take in a deep breath and give Eggs one last glance before opening the doors and walking inside.

You just taught Eggs how to greet people properly and now the two of you were off to talk to your father about the Boxtrolls. Like he would listen, though. He always ignores you and there is no doubt in your mind that he won't listen to Eggs, either.

But you were going to try for him.

To be honest the last two days you've been with him you've had the time of your life. You always knew deep down inside of you that the Boxtrolls were nice, and running into Eggs allowed you to confirm your thoughts.

Eggs was nice. Weird, but nice. Sort of like you but just a tad bit stranger. He fit into your world like a missing piece to a puzzle. He was nice to you from the beginning and had that certain charm to him not most boys do. The Boxtrolls taught him well.

Hehe.

"(Y/N)!" your mother calls to you.

She reaches you when her eyes focus behind you. You turn around to see an awkward Eggs.

"Well who's this?" she asks.

"Eggs." he says quietly.

"Burt!" you quickly speak, "Eggsburt... quite a common name, actually."

"Oh, well how do you do?" your mother asks Eggs.

Eggs takes your mother's hand and shakes it gently.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." he speaks.

Your mother blushes and smiles, nodding at you before having to leave to talk to someone who is calling her.

"You were fantastic." you smile at Eggs.

He smiles back at you, and then your father reaches the top of the stairs clearing his throat signaling the attention of everyone in the room.

Everyone stops speaking to hear what your father has to say. He talks about how instead of using the money he owns to build a Children's Hospital, he used all of it to create and buy a huge wheel of cheese.

Greedy idiot, you think.

"Come on!" Eggs says to you and grabs your hand.

He makes his way to the dance floor but gets pushed back by the dancing crowd.

"It's no use, Eggs. You can't just walk through them... we're going to have to dance our way over to my father." you tell him.

"What?!" Eggs says shocked.

You grab his hand and lead him into the crowd of swirling people. You move his hand to your waist and you place yours on his shoulder, then with your free hands the both of you entwine each others fingers.

Eggs is a horrible dancer. He has no rhythm and is constantly looking around rather than paying attention to the music.

You sigh and say his name making him look at you.

"Make a box." you say.

"But you got me to get rid of my box." he replies.

"No, silly," you giggle, "make a box with your feet."

You move along to the music and slowly Eggs catches along too. He moves and sways with you to the rhythm of the music and you both glide through the dance floor.

You smile at him and press him away, then tug him back at you with your hand making him twirl back to you.

The look of surprise on his face almost makes you laugh, but what he did next caught you by surprise.

Eggs lets go of your hands and places his hands on your waist, picking you up and spinning you around.

At first your eyes are wide with shock, but after you look down at Eggs and see his smile you smile back at him and laugh.

Before long he puts you down and the two of you giggle inching closer to one another without noticing. Eggs is the first to realize what you two are about to do but once you realize too, it's too late to pull back.

Your lips meet his in an affectionate kiss. Eggs doesn't seem to know what he's doing but soon after you close your eyes and deepen the kiss, he gets the hang of it and kisses you back.

What snaps you two out of your romantic trance is the booming voice of an Oprah singer. The two of you pull back and look over the dance floor to see an ugly Snatcher dressed as a woman making his way over to the both of you.

Eggs grabs your hand and gides you up the steps to reach your father, and you can't stop the blush that finds its way to your cheeks every time you think about the kiss.

Who knew a Boxtroll had such great lips.

So yeah, not the most common fictional character someone could be attracted to, but I'm special so I fell in love with Eggs.
Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo