Notes:
The characters in this story all look as they do in the movie, and I don't own anything except this fan-made story. I'm not going to spoil anything, so you'll just have to read!
It was a bright and sunny morning. A day to just relax, for the Jellicle's have been preparing for the Jellicle ball tomorrow night. Munkustrap was busy patrolling the junkyard. For the past few years, Macavity hasn't bothered the Jellicle's ball, not since that time when Grizabella was the one chosen to go to the Heaviside Layer. It all seemed pretty quiet, which was what made Munkustrap even more uneasy. It's not like Macavity to keep quiet for so long. What was the devilish cat up to?
Jennyanydots was, as usual in the mornings, sitting inside her den, which she shares with Jellylorum. The kits have been worn out from all the preparations for the ball, that none of them were out playing around. Instead, they were in their cozy dens, sleeping the morning away. Quite a few queens were outside, however, enjoying the bright sun. The Rum Tum Tugger walked out of his den and stretched his arms while yawning. He walked into the clearing and the queens quickly noticed, for they began to crowed around the womanizer cat. "Well hello, ladies." said the curious tom. The queens merely kept swooning at the presence of The Rum Tum Tugger.
The next one to show up in the clearing was Tugger's closest friend, Quaxo. He rolled his eyes as he looked over at Tugger and the many queens. Bombalurina was one of the queens swooning over Tugger, and glared daggers at Quaxo for rolling his eyes. The tux wasn't expecting anything less from Bomba, for she was the one who loved Tugger the most out of the other queens. Tugger hadn't noticed that his friend was out and about until he heard Skimble call the tux's name. The Maine Coon looked over at Quaxo and grinned. He walked over to him, followed by the queens, and kissed his friend on the cheek. Quaxo blushed at Tugger's action while the queens gasped. Bomba folded her arms and turned around with a "Hmph!" The tux looked at Tugger, glaring at him and trying to hide his blush. "What? A friend can't give a friendly kiss on the cheek? I should get one too, Quax." said Tugger. He leaned his head down, since he was taller than Quaxo. Quaxo, instead of kissing the Maine Coon on the cheek, delivered a swipe of his paw to Tugger's face. He blinked in surprise, then watched his friend walk away.
Quaxo was close to catching his breakfast when Tugger's loud mouth interrupted. "Why'd you run off like that?" asked Tugger. The mouse ran off while Quaxo was distracted. This time, Tugger was alone, no queens following up behind him. Quaxo glared at Tugger again, "Thank you for embarrassing me, and making my breakfast run off." he said. "You're in a sour mood, Quax. What's got you so worked up?" Tugger was curious, due to the fact that his friend doesn't normally act like this. "Nothing." Simply replied the tux, and he walked off again to search for another mouse.
In all actuality, Quaxo felt that something was about to happen. Something terrible. He didn't want to talk about it, especially to Tugger.
My first fanfiction! And well, my first Cats fanfiction, so please don't be mean I hope you guys like it so far! I'll be writing more chapters! Please review c: Thanks!