I don't own Cats. This is my third Cats fanfic, second Misto+Tugger slash.
Victoria sat on the outside of the fence to the Junkyard, waiting. Toms would walk by and flash her a smile and she'd just smile back and blush in her innocent, kitten ways. She only had a one month until she wouldn't be a kitten anymore, and was starting to get noticed by toms, and to also notice the toms in return.
"Mistoffelees!" Victoria cheered, once she saw her brother with her uncle. "Hi Uncle Bustopher."
"Hello sweetie," Bustopher replied.
"Hey sis," replied Mistoffelees.
"I'm so excited you're finally here! I can't wait to introduce you to everyone!"
"Vicki," said Bustopher. "I was going to suggest to let Mistoffelees introduce himself. Everyone knows he's coming, and he could sharpen his social skills."
Vicki frowned for a second but then immediately smiled again. "Okay! I'll let you be then!" Then she scurried off in to the Junkyard to be with the other kittens.
"Oh, Uncle, why do I need to sharpen my social skills?" Mistoffelees asked, dreading to enter his new home.
"Because you're too shy and you're never gonna get a queen if you don't know how to talk to them."
Mistoffelees sighed, wishing his uncle knew that he wasn't in to queens. It's obvious to everyone else, he thought. Heavyside forbid he can realize this.
"Now, do you remember what I told you about the Jellicles?"
"Yes," Mistoffelees sighed. He remembered specifically. He remembered that his uncle said that Asparagus, Cassandra, Coricopat, Tantomile, Demeter, Gus, Jennyanydots, Jellylorum, Munkustrap, and Skimbleshanks were cats to look up to and to ask for help if needed. He said that Tumblebrutus and Pouncival were toms his age to become friends with. He also said that Plato was their friend, but that he didn't approve too much of him, though he tolerated him. He said that Electra, Etcetera, and Jemima were Vicki's friends who were all quite bubbly and almost out of kittenhood. He said Alonzo was a flirt and Rum Tum Tugger was a whore and to stay away from them. He said that Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were dumb as could be and to stay away from also. Then he said Bombalurina wasn't that bad, but that she was too promiscuous. Finally, he said Deuteronomy was a fantastic cat.
So, Mistoffelees knew who to go to and who to befriend, but he told himself he'd make his own judgments. So Mistoffelees entered with Bustopher close by.
"Go on," Bustopher said, as he went into a den.
Mistoffelees took a deep breath and started forward.
"Hi," said a kind looking queen with fiery red fur and a curvacious body.
"Hi," replied Mistoffelees. "I'm Mistoffelees, Bustopher's nephew, and Vicki's sister."
"Yeah, he told us about you. I'm Bombalurina, but you can call me Bomba, or Bombi."
"Nice meeting you," Mistoffelees said, feeling more comfortable.
"So, did your uncle say anything about me?"
"Uh...he said you were promiscuous."
"Ha, figures. Walk with me." The two started walking around the Junkyard. "Look, what your uncle says about the Jellicles is hardly accurate since he's hardly here. So, let me give you the low down. See those queens?" She pointed to two elderly queens a little ways over. Mistoffelees nodded. "That's Jennyanydots and Jellylorum. They're both pretty uptight, but very much in love with this tribe. They might feel threatened by you since you're new, but Jenny kind of has a crush on your uncle so she'll praise you. That ginger over there is Skimbleshanks, a total nut. He loves new company so he's no problem. Kind of weird. That's Demeter, she's my bestie and is a real doll. She'll take you in any time." Bomba smiled at her close friend. "That's Munkustrap, Deuteronomy's second oldest son, pretty much the leader when Deut's not here. He totally loves this tribe and is practically like the government. That's his best friend, Alonzo."
She laughed shortly and whispered to Mistoffelees. "They're secretly doing each other. So hot, and it's funny cause they think Munk and Deme are together. Not! Anyway, that Cassandra, a real queen from like Egypt or something, really nice and kind of mysterious, but can get really bubbly sometimes, too. That's Admetus and Asparagus, good friends. Addie is so freaking funny and Asparagus is pretty quiet but pretty cool, too. That's Coricopat and Tantomile, the psychics. They're weird and do everything in sync. I think they're into incest, too or something, maybe. I've seem Cor check out some queens and Tanti check out some toms, but heck if I know. Those toms are Plato, Tumblebrutus, and Pouncival, they're all real close and like the three musketeers, always looking for a fourth." She winked at Mistoffelees. "That's Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, total airheads who are completely misguided, but pretty cool actually. Then there's your sister and that's Jemima, Electra, and Etcetera. Jemima is a real cutie and super adorable, the youngest kitten still. Etcetera and Electra are practically like twins, really bubbly, and then that is the Rum Tum Tugger."
"The?" Mistoffelees, asked, looking at the tall and sexy cat with the large maine.
"Yeah, he's so arrogant he put 'the' in front of his name, but we just call him Tugger."
"My uncle said he was a whore."
"He is. He sleeps around so freaking much, but never settles down, stupid slut." She sighed. "He's not all that. He was my first, and I never really wanted to be with anyone other than my first, but I know it won't happen. I wouldn't be happy with him anyway. He's a great friend of mine, though, when we're not flirting around. Don't give him too much attention, he doesn't need it. Though then again, if you don't pay that much attention, then he'll become infatuated with you and won't leave you alone until you won't leave him alone. He's such a tool."
Mistoffelees smirked. "Well, thanks for letting me know about everyone."
"No problem. Come on, I'll show you who I hang out with."
Mistoffelees introduced himself to Munkustrap, Alonzo, Cassandra, Asparagus, Coricopat, Tantomile, and Demeter. He then went to Skimbleshanks and Jelly and Jenny and eventually tired himself out, so he decided to lie on the old microwave and watch the other cats, no one paying much attention to him, which he didn't mind. He'd introduce himself to the rest later.
He glanced around at the cats, trying to see something interesting between them, but the only one who kept getting his attention was the Rum Tum Tugger. He's glance away but then a squeal from the kittens would get his attention and he'd catch the mained tom thrusting his hips in a move that Mistoffelees just couldn't help but drool over. He really is gorgeous, Mistoffelees thought. Really gorgeous. Though, like they said, quite the whore, which is obvious.
Tugger had noticed the tuxedo cat come in to the Junkyard with Bustopher Jones. He immediately frowned at the older tom, but raised a brow at the small, new tom. He's pretty young looking, probably a tom and a month maybe, the Tuggert thought, as he was only a tom and six months. Cute, interesting, short, and obviously gay. He was going to introduce himself, but then Bomba approached the new cat and Tugger quickly turned away, not wanting to deal with Bomba. Once Mistoffelees had lied down on the microwave, Tugger had noticed the new cat noticing him. He was really about to go introduce himself, but then thunder sounded, which meant for all cats to get inside and out of the rain. So he bolted to the back of the Junkyard where not many cats lived and went into his den, only getting a few spots of rain.
Mistoffelees, however, had always enjoyed thunderstorms, but not the getting wet part. He thought the thunder was nothing, but then everyone started to run to their dens, and before he could comprehend what to do, everyone was gone and he didn't know where to go. So he got up and ran, getting rained on a bit before he hopped onto an old jewelry box that had a small, narrow box on top on its side so the opening was facing outward. If someone was tall enough, then they'd be able to walk by and see him. Mistoffelees couldn't stand in it, it was too short, but he could sit comfortably in it with some room above his head. It was long enough that he could lie down in it with his face almost peeking outside.
He sighed. It's summer, why does it rain? he thought. Though he really liked the rain, but preferably in spring. He closed his eyes and fell asleep to the drumming of the rain and booming of the thunder.