Steve's favorite movie is, and always will be, The Muppet Movie (1979). No one knows this about him. Not Robin, not Dustin, not his parents or any of his Nannies.
But Eddie Munson, this rando at school he's never talked to in his life, apparently knows this about him. Eddie Munson feels the need to let everyone in a 10 mile radius know that, too.
"Here, for you." The puppet is a definetly supposed to be Kermit, given all the green, but it looks more like a run-over Gonzo. Wasn't Munson supposed to be an artsy guy? Ms. Abby seems to think the sun shines out of his ass, while giving him a C, a C, on his perfectly acceptable painting of the Beamer.
"What is this. Why are you giving this to me?" He asks, not trying at all to hide his disdain for whatever that is.
At least Munson has some sense of shame, his face going beet red at Steve's tone.
"Heyo, Kermit-dee-Frog Here!" He makes the little thing jiggle around, skinny legs flopping all over the place. At least he gets the voice right.
"Okay? Great. Why are you trying to give it to me?" People are staring. That's not new. Doesn't mean he likes it.
"Uhhh," Munson rocks back and forth on his heels, not caring at all about their audience. "Because it's your favorite movie, duh."
He is such a fucking idiot. He wished Tommy were here. No, Carol. They would get him to read the fucking room. He's never been good at shutting people up without them. Feels so...mean.
"No, it isn't." He grits through his teeth. Take the hint, Munson.
Eddie just looks at him like he's lost his marbles, which, maybe, he has. Maybe this is just some weird hallucination.
"Uh, yeah, it is. Here." And then he's just shoving the thing in his lap and running away. Like, out the door and out the classroom running away. He doesn't even grab his binder.
He looks down at the thing in his lap. Its eyes are uneven and its collar is the wrong color. Eddie has clearly never taken more than a glance at Kermit in his life, because the thing has a strange nose and is wearing clothes. A little T-Shirt with a Muppet version of that creepy logo Munson's band of freaks wear on Fridays.
And, well. Maybe it is kind of cute. In its own way.
Very loosely inspired by @morganbritton132 puppet posts
