Sunday, January 5, 2014

Monkey And Tiger: Bad Guy.

(Songfic series for Ephorox based on songtitles of Eminem's album MMLP2. Pairing is of his two OCs, Monkey Emperor a.k.a. ME and Tyon.)

ME and Tyon were asleep on their bed, resting from their session. ME woke up to the feeling of his hair being stroked. The monkey turned over to see the other man rubbing his arm with a guilty look. "Im sorry, Monkey." ME heard Tyon apologize. Suprising him since he was the one who was to blame.

-Earlier that day-

The emperor had locked himself away in his office at the JDP. He sat at his desk and his fingers blazed the keyboard as he visited numerous online stores. Sweat ran down his face as he failed in his attempt to find any store that met his standards.

He had woken up and left the house early to begin, trying his absolute best to avoid Tyon. He promised the tiger a monkey doll. A monkey doll of all things. His intercom buzzed and he jumped in his seat hearing the speaker. "Monkey. Ive got the requisitions list, scanning it in." Duncan's voice spoke through the small box. Duncan, the parks new intern assigned as ME's secretary. A toucan with a colorful personality. "Uh, yes.yes. Thank you Duncan. Ill uh.. Yeah. Thanks." ME answered as he saw the list print out of the laser printer.

ME groaned seeing it. He didnt need something distracting him from what he had dedicated to spending his entire day to doing. His hopes sunk deeper as he read down the file:

JUNGLE DREAM PARK REQUISITION LIST:

SHEEN:
12 Oz. WATERMELON SYRUP x12

TYRA:
PERSONAL MANICURIST
SHOWER HEAD ATTACHMENT

KING NICK:
MARBLE KITCHENETTE
GRILL UTENSILS
GOURMET SUPPLY SET
MEGA SHARK FLOATIE

KITCHIN:
PAINT SET- ACRYILLIC
GROOMING BRUSH

ZED:
12 DOZEN RED ROSES
SCENTED CANDLES- LAVENDER
SILK COMFORTERS- KING SIZE

MINO:
XFIT PUNCHING BAG
DUMBELL SET- 500 Lbs.

BOBBY:
NO SPECIFICATIONS

MIA:
OUTLET ADAPTER
GLOWSTICKS x24

TYON:
NO SPECIFICATIONS

ME raised an eyebrow at the last one. Which brought him back to what he needed to do. A few minutes later, he let out an "Aha!" $12.99 Lifesize monkey plush doll was practically singing out for him. As the order was sent he let out a sigh of relief. He was about to turn the list when the speaker buzzed again. "Uh.. Mr. Monkey? Tyon is here." ME was screaming inside as the door loudly opened. Tyon looked at his boyfriend with a look of anger and impatience.

-present-

"Why are you sorry?" ME asked confused. Luckily, the order was a one-day delivery and that was some relief. "You have an entire park to run and so many orders to fill out along with other stuff, and I kept going on and on about that monkey doll. That was the last thing you needed." ME was still suprised at what his ears were hearing. He remembered being dragged home,  almost literally, by Tyon and instantly the clothes came off. "Youre exhausted. Its late, lets hit the sack hm?" ME smiled ang gave a kiss goodnight as he curled up with Tyon.

Tyon woke up first the next morning to see a still sleeping monkey next to him. Out the bedroom window, he saw a UPS truck leave their driveway. Tyon made his way to the front door and opened it. Before him stood a rather large box and instinctively brought it inside. Flicking a claw on his index finger, he quickly cut open the taped box and undid the flaps. From underneath the Styrofoam pellets, his eyes widened and grinned as he held in his hands a large monkey plush doll. Then he remembered the events from yesterday. "He still got one, even with so much to do...." Tyon suddenly came to a realization.

Why have a plush monkey when you have the real thing? Plush still in hand, he walked back up to the bedroom. He saw ME awake and sitting on the bed smiling. "Biggest one I could find." He said, pleased with how the tiger was holding the thing. "You really shouldn't have. I mean it. Considering yesterday." Tyon was hushed with a kiss and heard ME say, "I just don't like being the bad guy."

"I flee the scene, like it was my last ride.
You see right through, or you had me pegged the first time. 
Can't see the truth, but it's easier to justify what's bad is good.
And I just hate to be the bad guy."

(Chorus from "Bad Guy")


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