Disclaimer: I obviously don't own the characters. Feedback, good or bad, would be welcomed as this is my first Cats fanfic.
Rumpleteazer was an easy going kind of cat. She liked to think that very little ruffled her, that she could roll with the punches with the best of them, and she was right. Until the bonnet. Pink, very pink, with the kind of yellowed lace that hadn't been seen in the country for the best part of a century. No self respecting cat would be caught dead wearing it. No self respecting cat would even suffer its existence. But from the mingled pride and smugness on Mungo's face as he dragged the monstrosity towards her, she knew she wouldn't have the opportunity to destroy it any time soon.
"What is that thing?" Teazer asked, her face crumpling in disgust.
"That, my darlin' devious partner in crime, is the answer to all our problems," Mungo said, grinning.
Teazer prodded the heap of material skeptically. "I didn't know we had any problems that could be solved with a punctured jellyfish."
Rolling his eyes, Mungo said, "You've got no imagination! It'll work a treat once it's on your lovely head."
"That thing ain't coming anywhere near my head!" Teazer shrieked.
"How else are we supposed to get close to Miss Pembridge?" Mungo retorted. Miss Pembridge was a particularly juicy target they had first spotted a few weeks ago. She owned enough jewels and silks to make the pair's mouths water. They had tried the usual trick, attempting to wheedle their way into her affections and her house by bumping up against her legs and purring loudly whenever she emerged onto the street. But it hadn't worked. Miss Pembridge, it turned out, only had time for prize winning cats who wore an awful lot of pink bows. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer didn't quite qualify.
"There are plenty more tasty little marks waiting for us out there," Teazer said firmly. "Miss Pembridge can stick this thing," she kicked the bonnet, "up her-"
"Teazer!"
"I'm not wearing it!"
"Yes you are!"
Teazer's eyes narrowed in challenge. "Make me."
Mungo lunged forwards, bonnet clamped between his teeth as he attempted to beat her into submission with his paws. The scuffle lasted only a few moments. Teazer strolled away, fur sleek and unruffled, leaving a dazed Mungojerrie on the floor, the bonnet tied firmly to his head.