#14. "Please tell me, this is not why you woke me up." đ„ș
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wc: 450
When Eddie emerges from his bedroom, hair ruffled and eyes bleary, with pillow creases imprinted onto his cheek from four blissful hours of sleep, he is greeted by a pumpkin in his kitchen.
He blinks. The pumpkin grins.
"Nice of you to finally wake up," it says. "That was a long nap."
Eddie raises an eyebrow. "Buck."
It's a very loose costume - definitely the kind that needs to be inflated - but for now, it looks like an incredibly withered vegetable wearing stripey pants. It's a loud and ugly orange with a pumpkin-stalk hat to match, and while Eddie doesn't know much about fashion, he knows that whatever those bottoms are a crime against it.
It shouldn't work.
And yet.
Buck waggles his eyebrows. "What do you think?"
He pulls out a tray of cookies from the oven and does a little spin. The excess polyester flops sadly around his middle.
Eddie hates that he likes it.
"What-" He pauses to yawn. "What happened to our Men in Black costumes?"
"My suit shrunk in the wash. I had to pull this out from storage."
Buck places a cup of coffee on the counter and slides a tub of frosting and piping bags towards Eddie.
"Man," Eddie groans as he warms his hands on the mug. "Please tell me this isn't why you woke me up. I thought we were letting Chris and his friends do the decorating."
"Oh, we are. I'm just setting it up. I woke you up for this."
Buck disappears into the living room and emerges a moment later, holding something.
"He's my neighbour Kate's. His name is Pudge but I think he'd be a good Frank substitute." He plops the blob into Eddie's arms.
He stares at the pug, watching as it breathes heavily with its tongue out. It licks Eddie's chin.
"I felt bad about the suit. Now it's still a dynamic duo costume. Agent E and Pudge the pug, ready for action." Buck smiles. "Plus, the kids will get a kick out of him."
Something light settles in Eddie's chest as he watches the dog wag his curly-fry tail. Only Buck would borrow a dog for a costume.
Eddie sets Pudge down and watches as he ambles into the living room.
"He's adorable but I don't think-"
"I already told Kate I'd dogsit tonight so no takebacks," Buck grins. Eddie rolls his eyes.
"Of course you did," he says, but there's no heat to his words.
Buck adjusts his stalk hat and goes back to the oven. "You know, now that you're up," he says, almost coyly, "You wanna help me make eyeball cake pops?"
"I knew you woke me up for labour," Eddie huffs. He wants to turn on his heel and go back to bed, but something about the withered orange orb beckons him to stay.
He sighs, defeated. "I'll be back in two."