I'm a filthy liar, as it turns out. Sorry for the delay! I completely wing these little stories, so inspiration isn't always easily obtained, hah.
A Gentleman's Wisdom - Part 2
Amumu was greeted the following morning by a rather smartly dressed man, who he had remembered seeing from Cho'gath's manor. It was his trusty butler Jeeves, and in his gloved hand he held an envelope. Once it was passed to Amumu, Jeeves had promptly turned around with a curt bow of his head before strolling away at a brisk pace.
After ripping open the envelope, his eyes scanned through the letter.
I humbly invite you visit my manor today so that we may resume yesterday's lesson before we were so rudely interrupted. Summoners these days. So uncivilised!
Anyway, please send Jeeves back with your answer. I eagerly await your return! You showed promise, it would be a shame to see it go to waste.
P.S. Kog'maw made heart shaped cookies for you, but to our dismay, he ate them. He apologises sincerely.
Despite the absence of homemade cookies, Amumu quickly waddled out of his room made for the manor. There was a noticeable change in his personality over the last couple of days. Though he wasn't a completely different person, he was less saddened than he usually was off the fields of justice, and people were more inclined to tolerate his company. He was still the shy and bumbling kid he always was, however.
Along the way, however, he met Annie. If he could, he likely would've gone pale, but she seemed pleasantly oblivious to him freezing up.
"Hi, Amumu!" She beamed. "Wanna play? I got 20 minutes until my next match."
"I-I... uh... n-no. I mean, not today. I can't, I uh... I got plans." The words were said with haste as to not arouse suspicion, but it seemed to do the opposite.
Annie seemed genuinely surprised by this. It was the first time Amumu had ever declined the offer, something she wasn't used to. "Really? Well... okay. Um, I'll be around I guess. Have fun with your new friend."
She shrugged loosely before skipping away, even if her spirits actually seemed a little dampened. Amumu's heart was lodged in his throat. He hated saying no to her, but before he could explain himself, Annie was already out of sight. He shook his head, deciding to learn the secrets of the gentleman and then finding Annie again. Maybe she'll need company after her match if she loses. He'll be there.
After getting lost once or twice, Amumu had finally made it to the doors of Cho'gath's manor. It was more impressive than the first time, and he found himself once more stunned and breathless (though as he's undead, this is a given). After he was greeted and escorted by one of the manor butlers in the household, he beheld Cho'gath sitting at a table and sipping on a porcelain cup of tea. Blitzcrank was sitting beside him and he gave a friendly wave upon seeing his entry.
"Ah! Splendid, you arrived. Care for a spot of tea?" Cho'gath asked, a pincer holding onto a teapot with an oddly gentle touch. He let out a refreshed sigh as he drank from the steaming cup.
Amumu shook his head. "Um... no thanks. Hot things break my bandages."
"Suit yourself, good sir." After draining the rest of the mug and getting onto his feet, he dusted himself off and cleared his throat.
"Now then! Let's get cracking, shall we gents?" Once again, a discipline stick was firmly grasped in Cho'gath's pincer and it was tapped against a green chalkboard loudly.
"I believe lesson two was concluded quite nicely, though you must remove those pesky "ums" and stutters. No woman will love a man who can't speak correctly! Just look at your semi-sentient friend Blitzcrank."
As Amumu took a moment to inspect his friend, he had indeed noticed something was quite different. Cho'gath must've worked some gentlemanly spell, because Blitzcrank was proving to the world that robots can look truly handsome in a suit. He wasted nothing, even donning a monocle.
"I feel fancy." Blitzcrank chimed.
"And you certainly look it, my good man!" He gave a nod of approval. "Now. Lesson three is etiquette. Specifically of the dining variety. It is crucial that you-"
A single hand politely raised into the air stopped his trail of thought.
"... Yes, good sir?"
Amumu lowered his hand with a frown. "But I'm dead. I don't need to eat."
Cho'gath blinked. "Why... yes. Right you are, old chap - BUT! What happens if Miss Annie would like to go out for a lovely dinner at a restaurant? You must be prepared for these things, dear boy!"
Confident in Cho'gath's teaching, Amumu merely nodded and remained silent.
"Ahem. Now then.... KOG'MAAAAAAAAAWWWW!"
Amumu flinched at the loud roar. Almost identically to the first time Kog'maw was summoned, there was a lot noise and commotion when he was being summoned. Vases could be heard smashing and cleaning maids yelping in fright as the beastly thing whizzed past them. How Cho'gath could tolerate the mess was a mystery. But soon enough (after falling down a flight of stairs again), Kog'maw was obediently at Cho'gath's side and awaiting some tasty treat. It came to him in the form of a steak, which he ravenously gorged on.
Whilst this was going on, several human servants were setting up a table for two, complete with lit candles and a bouquet of roses. Amumu was dreading what was going to happen next.
"The scene is set! Magnificent. Now, let us go over the basics." Cho'gath began pacing around the table. "No chewing with your mouth open. Use the correct utensils for the right meal. Sit up straight. Do not reach across the table for food, ask your partner to pass it over."
As Cho'gath began listing off more and more of the "dos and don'ts" of dining etiquette, Amumu had begun to grow increasingly wary of Kog'maw. The food wasn't visible to him underneath the polished silver platter, but he was foaming at the mouth, his mutated tongue twitching. The voidling was visibly shaking, but Cho'gath hadn't seemed to notice.
"And finally, you must-"
Kog'maw couldn't resist the urges any longer. With a monstrous chomp, he had no only eaten the food and the silver it was encased in, but he had also taken a mighty big chunk out of the table. Amumu stared incredulously as he chewed and chewed, at loss for words.
Cho'gath sighed, rubbing his head. "... ... Well, I think you've learned quite enough for the day." He said wearily. "I do believe you're now ready to go confess your love to the mistress!"
"Really?!" Amumu exclaimed, practically bouncing on the spot.
"Why, yes! I've taught you all I need to teach! For now. My doors are always open to you, good sir."
"So..." Amumu twiddled his thumbs. "Does that mean we're friends?"
"Certainly! Now, put on that suit, and go after her!"
After hugging Cho'gath's leg and calling Blitzcrank, he ran into the fitting room and swiftly threw the suit onto himself. He could've been told that there was a cure for undeath or that his family had returned to take him home and there could've been the same reaction. He had almost forgotten what the feeling of excitement was like. Sensing Amumu's great haste, Blitzcrank let him perch on his shoulder as he went into overdrive once he exited the manor, his limbs moving at astonishing speeds for a construct his size, though at the cost of stomping the world "subtlety" into the ground.
Annie was happily munching on a giant cookie, courtesy of Morgana from the Sinful Succulence, when she heard an ungodly racket. Was it... coming towards her? It was like the sound of a hammer upon steel, but five times louder. Blinking, a pudgy fist instinctively clenched to form a small ball of fire around her hand. But when it suddenly stopped and Amumu came walking around the corner, she sighed softly and snuffed the magical flames out.
Then she stopped... and stared. In fact, even Tibbers was gazing at him, brow furrowed in confusion. THIS was something new.
Annie giggled as she saw him, placing a hand over her mouth. "Amumu, what are you wearing? What happened to your bandages?"
She frowned a little as she didn't see Amumu smile back. In fact, he seemed nervous about something, but she couldn't see why. Was there a spider on her head? She looked to Tibbers, and the bear shook his head. Nope, no spiders.
Amumu tried to recall what was taught to him, but it was failing. "I need to tell you somethin-"
"I do too, actually." Annie interjected. "Look... I'm glad you're making friends and all, but I actually kinda missed you today. Don't ditch me again, okay?"
"... Okay. I won't leave you. Promise. But I-"
Before he could finish, Annie was hugging him with a smile despite the stench of undeath. "I dunno what I'd do without you as a friend. Things would be so boring! Everyone is so serious here."
That's when Amumu couldn't do it. He couldn't gather the courage to ask her out after she had just said that. She didn't want to lose him as a friend. That probably meant that it was all she wanted to be. He felt his heart sink into his stomach, his cheery side shrinking away.
"I like your hat!"