Dislaimer: I own nothing to do with CATS. It all belongs to the amazingly
talented Andrew Lloyd Webber.
Hell, even the title isn't min. My friend gave it to me. Hehe....
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my story titled "Can I Dwell on the Past or Must I go On?" If you haven't read it yet, you should. It will help you understand this story a bit better. But, be warned, you may need a tissue. P.S - This story is from Tugger's POV. P.S.S - This is dedicated to my friend Kyla, cuz she made me write it so Misto can say "Tugger! Be alive!"
Now You're Here and I'll be with You
Chapter One - Introduction
Hello Well, here I am, ti tell you the second part of the story of my love and I. So sit back, enjoy, and review.
I remember that horrible day, when I lost my life just over a year ago. When I died in my love's arms, greeting death with one of my famous smirks.
Despite Misto's tears, I was happy. And, jsut between you and me, it was because I coudl see my mother and be forgiven by her.
It's fun up here, in Heaviside, but heartbreaking at times. Like the time I saw Misto at my grave... exactly a year after my death.
Or the time he and Victoria were flirting... the little white hussy...
And now, comes the greatest part of this story, the first by Jellicle Ball without me...
Hell, even the title isn't min. My friend gave it to me. Hehe....
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my story titled "Can I Dwell on the Past or Must I go On?" If you haven't read it yet, you should. It will help you understand this story a bit better. But, be warned, you may need a tissue. P.S - This story is from Tugger's POV. P.S.S - This is dedicated to my friend Kyla, cuz she made me write it so Misto can say "Tugger! Be alive!"
Now You're Here and I'll be with You
Chapter One - Introduction
Hello Well, here I am, ti tell you the second part of the story of my love and I. So sit back, enjoy, and review.
I remember that horrible day, when I lost my life just over a year ago. When I died in my love's arms, greeting death with one of my famous smirks.
Despite Misto's tears, I was happy. And, jsut between you and me, it was because I coudl see my mother and be forgiven by her.
It's fun up here, in Heaviside, but heartbreaking at times. Like the time I saw Misto at my grave... exactly a year after my death.
Or the time he and Victoria were flirting... the little white hussy...
And now, comes the greatest part of this story, the first by Jellicle Ball without me...