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Tigger's Birthday - Rabbit/Tigger fluff

Heyy! It's been a minute! I've been a bit busy between work picking up, my own birthday which just passed (I wanted to post this rather before or just after my birthday which... didn't happen lol). But, I had this idea and I've been sitting on it for long enough. As you can probably tell at this point I'm a sucker for big gestures for someone you love, so that's what's going on here for the most part. There's some really sweet fluff at the end too though <3. Hope you enjoy!

Deep oranges and reds shine over the hundred acre wood. Rabbit walked alongside Tigger, chatting about the day's mishaps and adventures.

“And when you got flung off that tree! I didn’t know you had the pipes on ya, Ra-Ra!” Tigger chuckled.

Rabbit was predictably less enthusiastic about the situation, glaring at Tigger with his nose scrunched up. “Yes, in times of great peril you can do some fantastic things.”

Tigger just continued to smile. “Well, who knows? Tomorrow might be nice and calm.” Rabbit nodded with a weary sigh. “Yes… yes tomorrow might be-” Something clicked in Rabbit’s mind that moment. He’d forgotten something incredibly important.

“Tigger! Do you know what day tomorrow is!?” Rabbit shouted.

Tigger scratched his head. “Uhhh… Tuesday?”

Rabbit shook his head. “No!! Well, yes. But more importantly, it’s your birthday!”

Tigger seemed just as surprised as Rabbit at the revelation. He hopped onto his tail and bounced around Rabbit in a circle, cheering excitedly.

“Oh boy oh boy oh boy! I can’t believe I forgot!” Tigger said as he landed on his feet.

“Well, what would you like to do tomorrow then?” Rabbit asked.

Tigger rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Minutes passed, but still nothing came to him. Rabbit looked at him expectantly, a bit surprised he didn’t immediately rattle off a list of gifts he wanted. “Well… I actually don’t know! How about you surprise me, Ra-Ra?” Tigger suggested finally.

“Surprise you…” Rabbit repeated. Tigger watched as Rabbit became lost in thought for a moment, thumping one of his feet. Tigger could practically see the steam coming out from his ears before they shot up as something finally came to him.

“I have just the thing! You remember where we put on the play for Christopher Robin last Valentine’s Day, right?” Rabbit asked.

Tigger nodded. “Course I do!” “Meet me there tomorrow evening at five o’clock sharp. Do not be late!” Rabbit then dashed off towards his house.

Tigger watched his puffball tail go over the hill as he ran. “Alright, Bunny Boy! See ya then!” Tigger turned and began to bounce towards his house. His mind began to fill with thoughts of what Rabbit’s surprise could possibly be. A party of some sort, obviously. But he asked him to meet him at the stage… He wasn’t really the play type unless he was acting in one.

Tigger tried to think of what Rabbit’s surprise could be all evening long until he went to sleep. The next day passed at a snail’s pace for Tigger. He hopped out of his house early, but as he tried each of his friend’s houses to pass the time they weren’t home. Now Tigger was truly puzzled. It would be pretty obvious of Rabbit to try and pull a surprise party considering they both just remembered his birthday was today. The afternoon crawled on. Tigger tried to entertain himself anyway possible. He played checkers against himself (and lost), played with every last doodad that he found in his closet and he swore he bounced the entirety of the hundred acre woods twice. Finally, the sun began to set and Tigger made his way towards the stage that Rabbit wanted to meet him at.

As Tigger approached the stage he saw Rabbit standing in front of it dressed in a blue suit jacket with a white dress shirt beneath and a red bow tie. Curtains were set all around the perimeter of the stage, Tigger couldn’t see inside.

“Good evening, Detective Tigger!” Rabbit called out to him.

Tigger furrowed his brow in confusion before Rabbit tossed his hat and cloak to him. Tigger’s eyes lit up, immediately placing the cap on his head and fastening the cloak around his shoulders.

“What’s all this, Ra-Ra?” Tigger asked.

Rabbit shook his head. “Nope! No questions. It’ll spoil the surprise.”

Rabbit clapped his hands and the curtains were drawn. Inside tables full of food were arranged around the stage. Sitting at each of them were Kanga, Roo, Eeyore, and Piglet, all dressed to the nines. Piglet was especially dressed up, wearing a tiny crown and robes. Pooh stood near the entrance with a coat hanging from his arm. Rabbit climbed the steps onto the stage.

“Good evening, Mr. Rabbit! May I take your coat?” Pooh asked.

Rabbit pondered for a moment and shook his head. “No, thank you, Pooh. The coat completes the outfit.” He said walking over towards the only empty table.

“Well, well! Good evening, Mr. Detective! May I take your coat?” Pooh asked.

Tigger shook his head. “Of course not! Do you have any idea how much detectivery stuff I have in here? It’s not for a civilian!”

Pooh just chuckled. “Well, alright then. I guess my job’s done!” He said, pulling on the coat that he was holding.

Tigger took his seat next to Rabbit. The food looked great from a distance but once he sat down Tigger realized it was… toy food? “Say, Ra-Ra, what’s goin’ on?” Tigger asked, holding up a plastic chicken leg.

Piglet stood with a glass in hand and clinked it with his spoon, silencing the room.

“Th-Thank you all for coming to the party! I, Piglet… uhm…” Piglet looked down towards the floorboards of the stage. “Line?” The floor opened up to reveal a disgruntled Gopher who hissed the line at Piglet before closing the hatch. “Oh, right, right.” Piglet cleared his throat before he continued. “I, Piglet, Rich Baron of the forest, am so happy to have you here for dinner. Before we all dig in, I want t-to propose a toast!” Suddenly, the curtains closed and the stage went pitch black. Just as quickly as they shut, the opened again and Piglet was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone gasped, staring at the seat that Piglet had been standing on.

“He’s just… gone?! Who did this?” Rabbit cried. “Oh just who could help us solve this whodunnit!?” He finished, flashing a grin at Tigger.

Tigger leapt up onto the table. “Attention guests! This is now a crime scene. Nobody move!” “Oh my. Who could’ve done anything to poor little Piglet?” Kanga asked.

“I bet it was Eeyore!” Roo shouted with a giggle.

“I wouldn’t trust me either, can’t blame ya.” Eeyore said dejectedly.

“Perhaps, Piglet just went to get dessert ready?” Pooh suggested.

The curtains closed again. A spotlight illuminated the darkness, settling onto Piglet who was being hoisted up by his shirt with a hook. He was covered in flour which fell from him every time he moved.

“My d-d-dear friends. Someone here is responsible for my disappearance, if you find out who did it, I will bestow upon you my… my…” Piglet looked towards the floorboards again.

Gopher popped out again and shouted the line himself. “You’ll receive my untold riches and my undying gratitude!”

Gopher closed the trapdoor with a slam.

The spotlight dimmed and when the curtains were drawn, Piglet was gone once again.

“First things first, we gotta try and find a motive!” Tigger proclaimed.

He studied the faces of his friends before approaching Kanga.

“So, you were sitting right next to ‘im. What could you have gained from making our piggly little prince… disappear?” Tigger asked.

Kanga shook her head. “Why, I couldn’t have done anything to Piglet! Besides, my seat is so close to yours. Wouldn’t it be hard for me to hide it?”

“Well… What about that blackout? You coulda done it then!”

On queue, the curtains fell again. When they opened, Kanga was gone next.

“Ohh nooo! Mama!” Roo shouted, trying his best to act surprised.

“What!? But I was sure it was her!” Tigger shouted.

Tigger turned his eyes to Roo who was trying his hardest not to start giggling.

“Ohh, now I see.” Tigger said as he pulled a magnifying glass from his cloak. “It was your idea all along! You got your Mama to do it, but she was sloppy. So to save yourself, you had to make her disappear! Well you shoulda thought twice before doing that under the watchful eye of Detective Tigger, Private-!” The curtains fell, rose, and Roo’s seat was empty before Tigger could finish his sentence. “… Ear.” Tigger finished.

Tigger seemed a bit deflated, prompting Rabbit to inch away and knock on the floorboards.

“Gopher, you’re going way too fast! Tigger is supposed to figure the mystery out, remember? How can he do that if he can’t question anyone?” Rabbit hissed.

The trapdoor opened and Gopher smirked up at Rabbit. “Sorry, it’s just too fun pulling the trapdoors out from under everyone.” Tigger questioned Eeyore, Pooh, and even Rabbit, but one by one the curtains fell and they were gone. In the end, Tigger was left alone until the curtains fell for the final time. The spotlight fell on Tigger and Piglet descended from the rafters of the stage until he was above the downfallen detective.

“Detective Tigger, do you know who was making your friends disappear?” Piglet asked.

Tigger heaved a sigh. “I have no clue. I couldn’t get info outta anyone!” Piglet pointed at Tigger. “It was youuu! You are the one responsible!” He shouted ominously.

Tigger gasped. “No… of course! It’s the perfect crime! How could I have figured it out if I was the one doing it?!” Tigger pondered further and suddenly realized. “Wait, even if I’m the one who did it, I figured it out. That means I get that reward, right?” Piglet giggled as he was finally lowered to the ground and wiped the flower off of himself. “Yup! Okay Gopher, now!” The center of the stage split in two and in its place, a platform rose up in its place. Standing on the platform were all of the guests who disappeared along with a towering birthday cake. The icing was decorated exactly like Tigger’s fur pattern. Orange with black stripes all the way up to the smallest cake which resembled Tigger’s own bouncy tail. A single candle sat atop the great cake, burning brightly in the slowly darkening evening sky. Tigger’s eyes lit up as he gawked at the cake.

“Happy Birthday, Tigger!” Everyone shouted.

Tears welled up in Tigger’s eyes as he spoke. “Y-You guys, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble…” He sniffled. “But since ya did, let’s dig in!”

“Not yet!” Rabbit shouted. “You have to blow out the candle and make a wish first!” Tigger hopped onto his tail, bounced high up to the tippy top of the cake, and blew out the candle. He landed square on his feet to the applause of his friends, and the cake was finally cut. Gopher and Owl talked about the reactions that they got from suddenly dropping the trapdoors out from everyone’s seats, Tigger explained his roundabout reasoning for each of the motives that he thought anyone would have and even Rabbit was please since they’d mostly stayed on script.

Once the cake was gone and the sun was dipping further and further down the horizon, everyone began to return home one by one until Tigger and Rabbit left the stage together. Lightning bugs glittered around them as they walked down the moonlit paths of the woods. They returned to Rabbit’s house where Rabbit prepared some evening tea and settled down with Tigger in his recliner. It was a bit of a tight fit… Rabbit thought to himself about possibly looking into getting a loveseat since Tigger spent so much time at his house.

“So, what did you wish for?” Rabbit asked Tigger, taking a sip of tea.

“Oh, on my birthday cake? I didn’t wish for nothin’!” Tigger said.

Rabbit set his cup down, staring at the tiger incredulously. “What? But it’s your birthday! You should wish for whatever you want! What about that big list from last year?” Tigger pulled Rabbit into a tight embrace, looking him right in the eyes with a warm smile. “What else could I wish for? I got everything I ever wanted right here.” Tigger could practically see the steam coming from Rabbit’s ears as his face immediately burned red. He pulled away from him with a huff. “Y-You… since when did you have such a way with words anyway?!” “Owl let me borrow some of his lovey dovey books, he said you like that sort of thing!” Tigger replied with a giggle.

Tigger managed to coax the huffy rabbit back into another embrace. He ran the blunt edges of his claws down Rabbit’s back, making Rabbit shudder against him. “T-Tigger! What’re you-” He began, before Tigger silenced him with a kiss.

Tigger let his claws make pathways down the small of Rabbit’s back as they kissed, keeping a gentle hold on the rabbit as the fire crackled in the fireplace. Tigger had meant what he said. Rabbit was always eager to do anything for him, he understood him on a level no one else did. Only someone like him would know exactly what to do for his birthday. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. When Tigger finally pulled away, he dipped his head to give a teasing parting nip to Rabbit’s neck before letting the flustered bunny settle against his chest.

“I-I don’t know what’s gotten into you today…” Rabbit finally said.

Tigger chuckled. “Nothin’ at all, Bunny Boy.” Tigger didn’t give Rabbit much of a reprieve even as they began to drift off to sleep together on the cushy chair. His claws kept combing through Rabbit’s fur as he stroked his back, nipped his ears ever so gently until eventually, Rabbit’s breathing became slow and rhythmic. A rhythm that Tigger had grown intimately familiar with and had grown to be so comforting, he knew he wouldn’t be far behind him. But still, he willed his eyes to stay open for a bit longer. He wanted his birthday to last just a little longer. He gazed down at Rabbit’s face as he began to drift off. He had a smile on his face. A tired, but content smile with still just a tiny hint of red remaining in his cheeks. Tigger leaned down and kissed his forehead, yawning as he finally let himself fall asleep.

“I love you, Ra-Ra.” Tigger said.

His eyes closed and he fell asleep with the goofiest smile on his face. In his sleep, his grip on Rabbit tightened, keeping him as close to him as he possibly could.

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