This is based on Stardust! Alot of the concepts will be the same but there will be a few changed and added pieces, for example I will continue To after the wedding and onward from there until I can reach a nice little ending for them :)
Keywords: Mistoffelees, Victoria, Rated T, Mistoria, Alternate Universe.
Disclaimer - I only own the OCS that will pop up and my interpretation of the characters!
He had done it! Munkustrap, son of the leader Old Deuteronomy, had managed to escape the junkyard and into the city! He was the first one in his clan to even dream of wanting to leave, he slunk through the shadows and followed the sounds of the rambunctious market nearby. He yowled as a cart nearly hit him, forcing him backwards into a stall. He turned and gazed at the wares for sale, collars and the like. As well as a few trinkets like bracelets and piercings. These, however, did not hold his attention very long as he looked up and saw a young queen, no older than he, perched precariously on the stairs to a colourfully painted wagon.
Her coat was a pale gold, hatched with ebony streaks. Her eyes were a bright green and her teeth and muzzle a brilliant white, she hopped from the steps and a soft chinking, dragging sound fills the air as a chain reveals itself, tied to her ankle in a unbreakable loop. She is stopped when a older queen steps into her path and in front of Munkustrap. She glares at him, her silver tabby coat is in tatters and her fur matted.
"I don't deal with time wasters." She mutters, glaring hard at Munkustrap before looking back to the golden queen. "Get over here and tend this stall, I'm off to the cat and fiddle for a drink."
She turns and leaves, the golden queen steps forward again with a smile, placing her hands on her hips. She beams pleasantly at him and gestures to the wares spread amongst the tables.
"See anything you like?" She asked him in a lower, richer tone than he was used to. Without hesitation and without a glance to the wares he replies.
"Definitely." He smiled and gazed at her, watching as a soft rosy blush settled on her pale cream cheeks. He quickly shakes his head and says quickly. "I mean, the collars, I like the white one, how much?"
"Well... It could be the colour of your mane... Or all your memories before your first birthday, I could check if you'd like. Anyway, you shouldn't buy the white one, get this one - the blue one. It will bring you luck."
"What does that cost?"
"This one, costs a kiss."
She reaches to tap her cheek and clasps the collar around Munkustrap's neck, as he leans in she turned his head to press her lips to his. A soft purr can be heard from Munkustrap as she draws away, she glances up and down the street.
"Is she gone? Follow me." She takes his paw and leads him around to the caravan before stopping as he drops to tug on the chain, she once again perches on the stairs.
"I'm a princess, and the witch's prisoner. Will you liberate me?"
Munkustrap fingers the chain and pulls out a pocketknife to slice the chain, he succeeds but his success is short lived as the chain returns to being joined yet leaves the tom a small strand of it. He looks up at the queencat, confused.
"It's a magic chain, I'll only be free when she dies."
"If I can't free you, what do you want of me?"
She smiles and takes his paw again, leading him into the caravan and shutting the doors with a giggle.