HAT: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Another contest. Still, I feel like it's a good idea. So, let's go!
Disclaimer: I own nothing besides the plot and OCs.
Day 1: Excitement
Jennyanydots, a pale orange queen covered in tiger stripes and leopard spots with amazing chocolate eyes, has had a bit of a problem. Apparently, her best friend, Mystia, talked her and Skimbleshanks, an orange tabby with brown and dark orange stripes, a long brown tail, glass-green eyes, and sometimes in a vest, into going on a double date. The small black and orange calico queen is silently being cursed out in the Gumbie Cat's mind as she tries to find a nice collar for her "date" with the Railway Cat. The worst part is that he's her crush, not that she'll ever utter the words aloud.
"Hurry up!" yells the queen that's been the source of this predicament. "We're gonna be late."
Jenny rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Give me a second," she replies before putting on the collar and opening the door. "There. You happy?"
Mystia rolls her eyes. "Hardly. Come on," she says, taking the other queen's paw and dragging her to Everlasting knows where to go on a double date.
Something bubbles in her chest, but she can't understand or place what it is quite yet, but she knows that it's familiar. With a shake of her head she focuses on not tripping on any junk as they make their way to the entrance of the junkyard. They slow down when they're nearby, but out of sight and fix themselves before walking around the corner. There stands Thomas and Skimbleshanks. Mystia grins like a kitten in Gumbie Cat's den when there's a sewing lesson for mice. Jenny rolls her eyes at her and notices her crush rolling his eyes at his friend's gaping at his sister before he notices his own date. She doesn't see the rest of his reaction, but when she focuses on him he's reserved and glaring at the tom that's going to date his sister.
"Down, Skimble," Mystia growls before hooking her arm with Thomas'. "Hey, Thom."
The white cat smiles. "Hi, Mysti."
Jenny walks over to the brown tailed tom. "Those two, huh?"
He blinks before smiling, causing her heart to throb lightly in her chest. "Yeah. So long as he behaves himself, I won't have to kill him."
This causes the young Gumbie Cat to giggle and lightly hit his shoulder. "Come on, behave yourself."
"Alright, alright," he murmurs with a smirk. "I will."
The date ended up going well for those on an actual date and those that were forced to tag along. While Mystia and Thomas flirted knowingly, across the table a pair unknowingly flirts with one another by making humorously snide and sarcastic comments about the couple in front of them. Jenny found herself smiling more with Skimbleshanks than with anyone else... well, besides Gus, no one can help but smile when Gus is around.
After the date Skimble nudged the tabby queen. "Come on, let's ditch these two and have some fun of our own," he whispers.
Her eyebrow raises. "So you're gonna trust Thomas to take care of your kitten sister?" she asks.
He nods. "We're close enough to the junkyard and no criminals are out during this time," he assures.
She casts a glance towards the two that are in their own world and the junkyard before looking at her crush and smiles. "Let's do it."
The young Railway Cat grabs her paw and drags her in another direction, causing excitement and giddiness to bubble inside her and cause her to giggle. "Shh," he smiles, holding a finger up to his lips.
She makes an embarrassed face and smiles, continuing along with him (A/N: Remind you of anyone?). They climb up to the top of the building and sit down. Jenny finds herself in awe as she looks at the moon, just a thick claw in the sky, and stars. Not as many as if they were in the junkyard, far from light pollution, but just enough to take her breath away. She can't see Skimble watching her instead of the sky, but she has a vague feeling that he is.
"Beautiful, ain't it, lass?" he murmurs. She nods, unable to speak. "Nod as beautiful as a few things I have in mind."
She turns to him and finds that he's lying on his back, glass-green eyes on the sky. "And what else is more beautiful than the night sky?"
He smirks, something that makes her heart thump in her chest. "Well... holding a newborn kit... you, the sunset-"
"What was that?" she interrupts, her eyebrows furrowed and chocolate eyes on his face which has a slightly darker tone on his cheeks.
"Sunset?"
"Before that."
"Holding a newborn kit?"
"After that."
He looks away from her, the darkened color spreading down his neck. "Y-you..."
She blinks in surprise. "You think I'm beautiful?"
"I-I mean, there are a lot of pretty queens at the junkyard... not one that's ugly," he stutters, unable to look at her.
She decides to do something that she wouldn't normally do and moves, causing him to look up in confusion before his entire face is is reddish-orange. She straddles his hips and her face is really close to his. Obviously he's uncomfortable as he squirms. A light blush covers her face, but other than that she gives away no sign that she's a little embarrassed as well for acting on an impulse.
"But you didn't say 'the queens of the junkyard' did you?"
"N-no," he murmurs, unable to look away from her chocolate brown eyes. "I said you."
She moves forward so that their breath mingles and he moves his arms from behind his head and uses one to prop himself up and the other to hold her by the small of her back as he plants his lips on hers. She lets out a surprised squeak and moves back in shock. "S-Skimble!"
"I'm sorry, lass, but I couldn't help myself," he says.
She moves to back away and get up when his grip tightens. "What're you doing?"
"You forgot that we were on top of a building," he reminds, his feet dangling off.
"Oh, I forgot," she murmurs.
"I'm sorry for forcing myself on you, please forgive me," he whispers with a sincerity that melts her heart. In response she kisses him and he kisses back, sitting up and causing her to sit on his lap. The fur on her spine tingles as she realizes he's the only thing that can keep her from falling off the building to her death. He tightens his grip and murmurs, "Don't worry, I won't let you fall."
When they finish she's blushing furiously. "That was... nice."
"Yes... I think that's enough excitement for one night," he says, helping her up.
"Indeed," she agrees.
With that they walk paw in paw towards the junkyard where Mystia will, no doubt, be ecstatic to see them together.
HAT: I hope you all enjoyed! Please leave a review and let me know what you thought!
Skimble: *gapes then turns to me* Really now, lass? You made me like Mungojerrie!
HAT: Well, he is your son.
Skimble: Adopted son so there's no way he got this from me.
HAT: You had a huge influence on him.
Skimble: *facepaw* Oh, good grief... Review. *walks away*
HAT: I've got your Scotch!
Skimbe: *turns back around* When did you grab that and how'd you know where it was?
HAT: I'm a Jellicle Scribe, I can do that. I know all the secrets... and I got it before you got here.
Skimble: Give me my Scotch.
HAT: *takes off running* Never!
Skimble: *chases her* Never's gonna come real soon!
*fades to black*