*Demeter's P.O.V.*
The day I came to the junkyard was quiet.
I was only five, and still looked up to my older sister, Bombalurina.
"Bomba?" I ask.
She glances towards me.
"What?" she asks.
"Where are we?" I ask her, with a hint of irritation in my voice.
"We are.........we are.........," she muttered
"We are where?" I ask, once again.
"We are-" but she was cut off by a Fluffy Mane Coon.
"You are in the Jellicle Junkyard," he looks towards Bomba," Home to the sexiest cat around, me."
He flashes me a smile, so I lean forwards as if I was going to kiss him, and beaton his face with my claws.
So far, I do not like this guy.
Then we hear from behind him, "Tugger! Who are they?"
I look towards the voice to see a handsome silver tabby.
The Mane Coon, so called Tugger, turns around.
He says," Munky! Chill-ax."
He looks towards me, and smirked.
I glared towards him.
Then, this so called Munky looks towards me, and smiles.
I smile back, and wave at this Munky.
Munky walk over to me, and takes my hand.
"I'm taking this one to Old Deutoronomy," he says, then we begin walking.
I sat in a corner and cried.
I can't believe it.
I was pregnant, with Macavity's kid.
I was appalled, yet somewhat happy.
A kitten.
I've wanted one for so long.
How would Munustrap take the news.
I had the kits, but, unfortunatly, only one survived.
She was beautiful.
Munkustrap was the only tom she trusted to be the father.
And he didn't mind.
He wanted a kit.
Now, me and him sit alone, after the Jellicle Ball, watching the stars.
He looks towards me, and we begin to fall in love again.
After a couple of years, I was pregnant again.
This time, it was with Munkustrap.
I wonder what this kit will look like?
This time, I gave birth to a boy.
I named him Plato.
He was going to grow up to be very handsome.
Now, as I am old, I sit with my mate and look at him.
It almost seems like he has a halo over his head.
Must be a trick of the light.