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"And as your amazing magnificent flawless beneficator..."
Megumi half listened to the whitehead's blabbering, he was more interested in videogame he played on new game console Gojo bought him random tuesday without any preamble.
"I shall gift you..."
Megumi didn't listen at this point, he was almost done wih the final level, the nasty mobs were spwaning too rapidly, the boss' HP not lowering, he–
"PLUSH ME!" Gojo presented a fat blib like plushie which he hid behind, with eyes full of glinting joy, expecting his charge to jump out of happiness.
"Fuck!" was all the boy said under his nose, "Just one second LEFT this jerk!" He cursed the stupid game, kicking the carpeted floor he was laying on with vigor. His stupid videogame he was playing out of boredom, yes he may look like serious guy but who said he doesn't like games? Besides, this one which Itadori and Nobara recommended. They said it had amazing end.
"Megumi, what was this?" Asks Gojo, with faux stern voice, he didn't want his charge cursing of course, principal Yaga would scold him for being bad teacher. Well, not like it doesn't happen every tuesday but anyway, Gojo has to keep his face before Utahime and Shoko, after all. Oh and Nanami, but Nanami long ago lost hope in six eyes...maybe Utahime did same, who cares, he doesnt talk to her a lot nor to Nanami who spends more time with Itadori nowadays, so Gojo got his own Itadori to spend time with, Fushiguro of course.
"Ugh, you" the boy said looking up at the man, the something supposed to be guardian but more like chaotic elder sibling figure man who also pesters shadow techniques user with 'love' nowadays; Gojo looked sad as his adorable little(no) student didn't look happy.
"Megumiiii~, Look!" He waved the plushie, now looming over the child and bringing plushie close to small face, Megumi scowls. "What?" he asked with venom, so pure, his teacher would be proud but currently is trying to make him interested in plushie. After all Satoru made a long way from mission to get this one to Fushiguro.
"It's me! But fatter, cuter, adorable, sweter.." Gojo continued, as the brunette rolled his eyes and tsks, "You came to give me this?"
"Yes...now it's yours, treat me well," Gojo says before dissapearing, leaving Megumi alone and...with the plush round sensei. "Fuck," Megumi says again.
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"Huh?" Megumi ponders as he was mid sipping another fancy blend of tea, don't ask why, he just got it at home because his sensei brings random rich things home, and saw the plush Gojo...moved.
"I remember 100% I didn't put you there," Megumi talks to air not knowing why, as he approaches the plushie on coach. Megumi was sure he put it on floor to spite his sensei.
"Odd..." he murmures, picking the plushie up and setting it on the coach again, before returning to the small dorm's kitchen, he could see living room through it so it was convenient. No wandering plushies.
5 minutes later.
Megumi got distracted by a phone call, when he returned to the living room from his bedroom, he froze. "What.." he asked as he saw the plushie sitting by the wooden kitchen table now, before a cup, which Megumi DID NOT put there.
"What kind of cursed technique?!" Megumi asks himself as he feels danger...it can't be just hallucination, it's definetly something–;
"Huh?" Megumi was frozen again as he saw the plushie blink...
"It will end now, you, jerk," Megumi says to the hidden user but...he senses no energy. "How..." he asks as theres nothing even suspiscious..?
"Pheow!" Megumi's eyes turned into huge saucers, he looked at this plushie...moving, by itself, it rolled. "Pheow!pheow!" It made odd sounds, Tsumiki would have found it adorable if she was here, with its chubbiness overall. He shook his head, trying to focus.
"What the hell are you?", he asks, kneeling down before the plush, the plush Gojo stares at Megumi and makes the boy rethink his life decisions. Was he talking to a plushie? What was he spending his time on this...
"Ugh...I'm really going crazy with all this life of jujutsu sorcerer, am I not?," he asks himself before leaving the living room. It was useless. Maybe he just needed some time to sleep and it all will be gone. Maybe he will show this silly thing to Itadori and Nobara when they return from shopping trip.
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Megumi woke up from his nap with plush Gojo on him.
"Hell," he cursed again, grabbing the plushie.
"Megumi," the voice said, Megumi looked around in haze, there is no source... or;
"Megumi," it said again; Fushiguro tsks and throws the plushie away, it bounces off the wall.
10 minutes later.
Megumi was leaving the dorms, he was too tired of this shit. He looked around, no cursed energy nearby, everything fine looking... except the plushie was siting on floor beside. "Who the hell moves you?!," he screams in frustration, kicking the plush again.
Megumi walked for few hours, a little walk never hurts, besides he may stumble upon curses and exercise his techniques, good, beneficial and rational decision he took among being locked in the dusty dorms with a cursed not literally doll. Maybe he should go visit Ieri-sensei and ask her for some medications? Maybe...although if his sensei knows, he's going to eat Megumi's brains off with pompeous care for his 'sick' student.
He returned home.
"Hello," he deadpanned to the plushie that resided right before the door. "Whoever is doing this shit, you are going to pay for messing with me." He snarls.
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"Where the hell did you get a rose?", The brunette asks, staring at the plushi which stood on its little legs, holding a violet rose in its tiny hand; again, shit Tsumiki would coo over and take pictures, except her brother was not like this. "For me? So unfunny," he says.
"Pheow," the plushie communicates, it looks comical, Megumi looked at it right now, its so round...bandaged eyes gojo in his uniform, "Silly thing," he says before poking the center of plush with his finger, it bounces cutely.
"Megumi,"
"Stop calling me that, you, curse," a comical commentary, Megumi realizes.
"Megumiii",
"SHUT UP!", Megumi cries out, lashing out at the plushie, except.
Real, blood flesh Gojo was standing behind Megumi.
Megumi blushes deep rose. "S-sensei..."
"Huh? Did I upset and annoyed you so much, Gumi? I would be upset if I wasn't used to being screamed at so much~," Gojo adds with a playful wink.
"N-no, sensei! It's not what I meant!"
"Then what?
"This plushie!" Fushiguro points at the toy Gojo, it seems to blink.
"Oh? Gumi, you didn't burn or throw it to trash? My sweet boy~," Gojo says, reaching to Megumi, the latter leans away and scowls, "No, sensei, I MEANT This toy is cursed!" He says like a child who saw ghosts and begged adults to believe him.
"Hmm? But I didn't and don't now feel any cursed energy, and if I'm sure..."
"It MOVED!"
"Hmm? Maybe Itadori-kun came around and pranked you? I remember sending him a selfie with this plushie," to prove further, Gojo shows him his phone, chats, Megumi frowns as he sees the main page of messanger, with 100+ unread messages from silly named chats Megumi could only guess who was saved how. "Oh, sorry," his sensei blushes, opening his chat with Yuuji.
"See?"
"Itadori didn't return home yet..."
"Maybe Nobara?"
"They went on shopping together!"
"Hmm..."
"Ugh...sensei, seriously, maybe I'm going crazy or something is wrong with me... maybe I was cursed?"
"Absolutely no," Gojo says, "you are healthy looking in terms of energy."
"Then why...maybe I am sick,"
"What? My student sick?!"
Fushiguro groans in annoyance at the older man's arms encircling him already, in big hug.
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"Now, Megumi, all snug like a bug! No bad plushies can touch my Gumi," Gojo says like a lovely mother, patting his students's head. The latter was laying still like a mummy in coffin except Fushiguro just got laid down in bed by excuse 'you are is sick' and 'my student can't go around sick'
"Sensei...this day is even more absurd."
"No more words, Gumi, sensei will take care of you!"
"Look!" The boy exclaims again as he saw the plush Gojo in the doorway with a...
"Knife? How odd," The real sensei says as he approaches the plushie and takes out a knife, "but cute...interesting, who is pranking us?"
"SENSEI I SAID IT, KILL THIS THING ALREADY WHATEVER IT IS!" The shadow techniques user cries, sitting up on his futon and desperately clutching his legs.
"Oh, calm down," all Satoru says before taking the plushie and asking why is it mad now?
"It said Megumi, just like you did, it pestered me," Megumi shares details.
"Hmm? So cute, he is so me!" Gojo exclaims, not caring a bit it may be murderous monster or something.
Suddebly the plushie moves and... hisses? At Gojo!
*Hiss* "Gumi....mine...GUMI!" Suddenly the plushie thrashes, and Satoru just smiles, holding it by hair. It hangs. Thrashes again, murmuring about Megumi.
"Wow...whatever this toy is, it is alive, cute and mini me!" Satoru says with playfulness, making Megumi even more hazed, "I'm surely going to Ieri-sensei for pills, or check up...or maybe mental hospital."
"Come on, Gumi, it is cute!" Gojo says, holding out the round plushie, smiling at Megumi.
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