Teazer's Famous Sleepover
Teazer wants a sleepover....but the only open guy is Macavity? Can she convince him to have a sleepover with her, or will he take it the wrong way?
Rumpleteazer ran through the alleyways of London, headed straight for Scotland Yard. Macavity'd made his new hideout in thier basement; a henchrat had knocked down fifteen walls in his other one. Teazer found it funny, and laughed. Stupid humans! she thought. Scotland Yard had always been chasing him, but he eluded them. Now, they were just being stupid. He was right in their grasp! Not that Teazer wanted him to get caught. Heavens no! Macavity was one of her only two friends; she had no real friends at the Junkyard. The bad part about her two friends- they were both toms, and she had the hugest crush on one. No, I don't! She always denies it, because she think he'll never love her back. Sad, really. Anywho, with her two friends being toms, that eleminated one thing to do with them- sleepovers. And Teazer wanted one. Now.
Now, Teazer couldn't have a sleepover with Mungo; she just fall even more for him. I wasn't in love with him in the first place! See! There goes your denial again! So, if she couldn't have a sleepover with Mungo, she'd have one with Macavity, wether he liked it, or not. He can't tell Teazer no; she has a certain power over him that no one else has. Not even I know what it is, but, he'll never refuse her a simple request. And this was simple.
Teazer burst through the doors, dropping the accent Macavity had told her to use at the Junkyard. "Mac, can talk to you?" She was the only one, besides Mungo, who was allowed to call him Mac.
"Yes, Teazey." In return, he chose a cheezy nickname for her- Teazey.
Teazer approached him, and stared him dead in the eyes.
"Mac, there's something I've always wanted to do with you..."
"Yes," Mac said, his ear perking up.
"It's not dirty."
"Aww, pity."
"Mac!"
"Sorry," Mac confessed, "Heh, I like Queens."
"No; what I want to have is a sleepover."
Macavity swallowed a giggle.
"A sleepover? Really? But.... I'm straight?"
"Can't you just pretend to be gay for one second," she hissed.
Mac smiled, and posed like Lady GaGa.
"One."
Teazer let out a hiss.
"That's not what I meant."
"Too bad."
"Mac...pwease?"
Teazer put on the most adorable puppy-dog face that Macavity had ever seen.
"Aww....Alright.."
"YES! Ok, to my den!"
Hours later, Teazer and Macavity were sitting in her den, listening to Lady GaGa and gossiping. You know, the normal sleepover junk. Everything was fine until Teazer pulled out a board game.
"No," Mac said, looking horrified.
"Please?"
"No, I will not play the Twilight Board Game!"
"But...But..."
"No buts! You can do that with your brother."
"Brother?"
"Mungo, dipshit."
"Mungo.....He's not my brother."
"Yes, he is."
"Trust me, he isn't."
"LIES!"
"Ask him!" Teazer hissed at Mac.
"How?"
"Text him."
Macavity began rubbing up and down the side of his body, nervously.
"I don't have a phone.."
"Mac, don't be stupid, I gave you that phone. And, I know you have the unlimited text plan..."
"Fine!"
-Text-
Hey, Mungo, buddy, pal........Isn't Teazer ur sista?
-Send-
Teazer smirked.
"Wait for it."
Macavity felt the vibration of his phone, and checked it.
-Text Message from Mungo-
:P No...... Why'd ya ask?
-Sent from Mungo's phone-
Macavity stared at Teazer.
"Well, I'll be darned."
Teazer, however, couldn't listen to him; she was texting Mungo.
-Text-
Hey....Wanna chill my pace? I got the Twilight Board Game?
-Send
-Text Message from Mungo-
Be there in 5.
-Sent from Mungo's phone-
-Text-
We'll force Macavity to play... }:)
-Send-
-Text Message from Mungo-
Be there in 2.
-Sent from Mungo's phone-
Sure enough, after two minutes, Mungo walked in, and he and Teaze advanced on Macavity.
Macavity glanced from side to side. "What's up guys?" he asked, kinda getting freaked out.
"You taught us how to get what we want, boss.." Teazer hissed.
And, her and Mungo pounced him.
"I WON! Ha! Take that Mungo!"
"No fair.."
"Yeah...you cheated....."
Macavity smirked.
"So? You never said magic couldn't be used."