Okay, well, this is what would happen if Bomby owed some
favors. It's rated PG for some interesting suggestions, violence, and a
neon stripped Old Deuteronomy. Oh yeah, one more thing, any time that the
story is inside stars ** whatever is inside the stars is a flashback.
m^..^m ENJOY!
"Well," Munkustrap said with a sigh, and placed his paws on his hips. The silver tabby was more then displeased. Mistoffelees, Mungojerrie, Alonzo and Bombalurina had succeeded in practically ruining the Jellicle Ball. Munkustrap and his father, Old Dueteronomy, had called the quartet to this little 'meeting' in the room under the tire to discuss what happened. The little group stood, ears back, tails swishing, ashamed.
"What happened?" Old Dueteronomy said kindly, and looked directly at the black and white tom. At the present, Old Dueteronomy was a stripped with a lovely shade of neon green, Bombalurina's doing.
"It's a bit of a long story," The young tom whined, kicking the ground nervously, as his long black tail wrapped around his ankle.
"Well, I'm a good listener." Old Dueteronomy said, the most upset that Munkustrap had ever seen him. Mistoffelees sighed, and took a deep breath as if he were about to recite the "Odyssey".
"Do you remember the little bet we made with Bombalurina, about not talking?"
"Yes," Munkustrap said wearily, not sure where it was going.
"Well, she lost, and she owed us all twenty bucks." Mistoffelees said mater-of-factly.
"A perfectly respectable amount!" Mungojerrie tossed in with his thick cockney accent. Misto looked over his shoulder at him.
"Well, she said she didn't have the money to pay us,"
"Which wasn't true because she'd just gotten money from Tugger!" Alonzo spat quickly, and was hushed by an evil glare from Bombalurina from across the room.
Mistoff swished his tail, then looked back at Munkustrap to continue.
"So the three of us decided that since she couldn't-"
"Wouldn't!" Alonzo growled.
"Pay us in cash," Misto said, trying to continue. "that she would have to pay us in favors. Any amount of favors adding up to twenty bucks."
"Look, I've got the contract if you want to read it!" Mungojerrie cried, waving it in the air. Old Deuteronomy sighed, and waved him forward. He gave Mungo an odd look as he took the swan shaped paper.
"Teaza's been teachin' me origami." He said with a grin, Mistoffelees hit him in the back with his tail. "Hey!"
Old Deuteronomy sighed, and unfolded the paper. It read:
Bombalurina will do any number of favors adding up to $20 each. (20 for Mr.Mistoffelees, 20 for Mungojerrie, and 20 for Alonzo). The amount in dollar value is determined by the party that is owed the money, but the other two of this party must agree to the amount. Secondly, if the party in debt is caught lying about the amount of money in possession of the 1st party (the party in debt), when the 2nd party (the party to whom the money is owed) asks to borrow said money, that amount is added to the total amount of money owed by the 1st party to the 2nd party. The favor itself must be approved by the entire 2nd party.
As Old Deuteronomy finished, he noticed a small note to the side,
Contract is subject to review and slight alterations by 2nd party.
The elder tom gave the troop a look of question and passed the contract to Munkustrap, who was a much faster reader then his father. He soon finished and placed the contract on a small side table beside him. He turned to Mistoffelees.
"Continue."
"Well, that's really how it all started. We showed Bombalurina the contract, and she signed it willingly."
"NO!" Bomby yelled suddenly, and stepped forward. "That's not true! They told me that if I didn't sign they'd tell Munkustrap that I had a huge crush on him in fourth grade!" Bombalurina spat quickly, then covered her mouth with her paw. The silver tabby blushed brightly, as the three other toms laughed. Bomby turned and glared, and they hushed up.
"So how did she end up by the old clock with a can of neon paint!" Munkustrap said, trying to change the subject, he knew his face was still red because his skin still burned.
"Well," Misto said, stepping forward again.
"No way," Mungo said, pushing the small tom aside. "Step back sparkly britches, it's MY turn!" Mistoffelees's mouth fell open at the nick name, but he stepped back and crossed his arms over his white chest, then glared at Mungo while he spoke.
"I thought this was a great idea!" He said, crossing his arms over his chest gleefully. "So naturally I was the first to ask Bombay here, a favor:
*It was a couple of days later, and I was having trouble finding this nice pearl collar I'd.. liberated for Teaza. I knew I had put it some where close, you know, one of those places you put something so you don't forget where it is, then forget where it is you placed it. Anyway, I figured that if Bomby.. liberated another one for me, that would be a five dollar favor, at least!"*
"Five dollar! HAH!" Bomby cut in, stepping up to Mungo belligerently. "You said two fifty!" She pushed his chest, and he stiffened up.
"Oh yeah?" He pushed her back. She growled, and hissed, her fur standing up all over.
"Now, now," Old Dueteronomy called. "Calm down you two." He sighed and rubbed his temples as Bomby joined Mistoff and Alonzo on the floor behind Mungo. "Please, Mungojerrie, continue."
"Thank you.
*So, I ran back to the junkyard, and called Bomby up on the tire to help me out.
'Hey Bombalurina, I've got a favor to ask of you.'
'Oh really, stud, what kind of favor.' She asked, steppin' up all close to me and stuff. I could tell she couldn't keep her paws off me much longer."*
Bomby laughed from behind the tom. "In your dreams, fur ball." She spat, Mungojerrie paid her no mind.
*"I sighed, and put my hands on her shoulder.
'Listen toots, I don't see you like that.'
'But Mungojerrie, you're so strong and protective,'
'I know,'
'And brave and dashing,'
'Yes, yes,'
'And cunning and sly, and-'"*
Mungojerrie stopped as Munkustrap cleared his throat. He grinned, and looked back at Bomby with a wink. His tail twitched, and he continued.
*"So, I asked her if she'd go and steal, er, liberate for me another pearl collar for Teaza's birthday. She agreed and ran off to deliver the collar from it's current.. uh.. place of residence.. to.. mmm... me! She came back a few minutes later, and handed me the collar.
'What is this piece of junk!' I said. This was no pearl collar, it was a piece of junk painted white! I couldn't give this to Teaza! I slapped it back into Bomby's hand as she gave me an evil look.
'Well, that's five dollars off your twenty'"*
"Two fifty!" Bomby yelled.
*"'I don't think so Bomby,' I said, hurt by her evil look and her act of utter betrayal. 'I cannot believe you would do something like this to me. I have no choice but to add two fi- I mean, five dollars to my twenty.' I couldn't stand it, but I pulled out my debt sheet, and added five dollars to my twenty.*
So that's how the collar came around." Mungojerrie said with a pause for emphasize. "The collar started it all."
"So it's all HIS fault!" Bomby called from the back.
"No way toots,"
"Toots!"
"That's right, if you would have gotten the collar I asked for in the FIRST PLACE, this never would have happened!"
"Well, if you wouldn't have been so absent minded about the gift you... LIBERATED for your own SISTER!"
"Why you!" Munkustrap leapt from the small bench and broke up the small fight between the two cats.
"Please," Old Dueteronomy said, and motioned for the two of them to sit back down. "Now, this still doesn't explain why she was painting with neon green!" He looked to Alonzo, who sighed, and stood up.
"Well, my first favor was next, it kind of happened by accident...
*I was sunning myself on top of the stove, like I always do. When suddenly, Electra ran by, and grabbed my book! I jumped off the stove, and growled as she entered Etcetera's flat, I knew that I, like all toms, was not allowed in any of the younger queen's flats. So I sat down outside to wait her out.
Suddenly, Bombalurina walked by, and saw me. Her smile was purely ignorant, as always. As pretty as she is, she's really not all there.*
Bombalurina growled, and went to stand up. Mistoffelees snapped his fingers, and she was suddenly plaid, and very, very yellow.
"MISTOFF!" She yelled, and leapt over Mungojerrie onto the small black tom.
"Ah!" He yelped, and curled into a ball as she flexed out her claws, and cut his shoulder before he kicked her off, zapped her, and disappeared.
"Get back here you tuxedo clad runt!" She hissed. Misto popped up behind Munkustrap, and clung helplessly to the toms shoulders. He sighed, and picked up the black tom, setting him down in front of him as Old Deuteronomy held up a paw to silence them both.
"Mistoffelees, please," Munkustrap said as he pushed him back towards the others. The cat snapped as he sat down with a bowed head, and Bombalurina's normal color returned.
"Please continue, Alonzo." He breathed with a sigh. His headache returned. Would this ever end!
*"As I was saying, Bombalurina came over, and saw me.
'Hello, Alonzo,' she grinned.
'Hello, Bombalurina.'
'Why, what's wrong dear tom?'
'Electra has taken my book, and I can't go in to get it.' I suddenly got an idea, and looked up at Bomby. 'I'll take three bucks off the list if you go in and get it for me!'*
"Well," Munkustrap said with a sigh, and placed his paws on his hips. The silver tabby was more then displeased. Mistoffelees, Mungojerrie, Alonzo and Bombalurina had succeeded in practically ruining the Jellicle Ball. Munkustrap and his father, Old Dueteronomy, had called the quartet to this little 'meeting' in the room under the tire to discuss what happened. The little group stood, ears back, tails swishing, ashamed.
"What happened?" Old Dueteronomy said kindly, and looked directly at the black and white tom. At the present, Old Dueteronomy was a stripped with a lovely shade of neon green, Bombalurina's doing.
"It's a bit of a long story," The young tom whined, kicking the ground nervously, as his long black tail wrapped around his ankle.
"Well, I'm a good listener." Old Dueteronomy said, the most upset that Munkustrap had ever seen him. Mistoffelees sighed, and took a deep breath as if he were about to recite the "Odyssey".
"Do you remember the little bet we made with Bombalurina, about not talking?"
"Yes," Munkustrap said wearily, not sure where it was going.
"Well, she lost, and she owed us all twenty bucks." Mistoffelees said mater-of-factly.
"A perfectly respectable amount!" Mungojerrie tossed in with his thick cockney accent. Misto looked over his shoulder at him.
"Well, she said she didn't have the money to pay us,"
"Which wasn't true because she'd just gotten money from Tugger!" Alonzo spat quickly, and was hushed by an evil glare from Bombalurina from across the room.
Mistoff swished his tail, then looked back at Munkustrap to continue.
"So the three of us decided that since she couldn't-"
"Wouldn't!" Alonzo growled.
"Pay us in cash," Misto said, trying to continue. "that she would have to pay us in favors. Any amount of favors adding up to twenty bucks."
"Look, I've got the contract if you want to read it!" Mungojerrie cried, waving it in the air. Old Deuteronomy sighed, and waved him forward. He gave Mungo an odd look as he took the swan shaped paper.
"Teaza's been teachin' me origami." He said with a grin, Mistoffelees hit him in the back with his tail. "Hey!"
Old Deuteronomy sighed, and unfolded the paper. It read:
Bombalurina will do any number of favors adding up to $20 each. (20 for Mr.Mistoffelees, 20 for Mungojerrie, and 20 for Alonzo). The amount in dollar value is determined by the party that is owed the money, but the other two of this party must agree to the amount. Secondly, if the party in debt is caught lying about the amount of money in possession of the 1st party (the party in debt), when the 2nd party (the party to whom the money is owed) asks to borrow said money, that amount is added to the total amount of money owed by the 1st party to the 2nd party. The favor itself must be approved by the entire 2nd party.
As Old Deuteronomy finished, he noticed a small note to the side,
Contract is subject to review and slight alterations by 2nd party.
The elder tom gave the troop a look of question and passed the contract to Munkustrap, who was a much faster reader then his father. He soon finished and placed the contract on a small side table beside him. He turned to Mistoffelees.
"Continue."
"Well, that's really how it all started. We showed Bombalurina the contract, and she signed it willingly."
"NO!" Bomby yelled suddenly, and stepped forward. "That's not true! They told me that if I didn't sign they'd tell Munkustrap that I had a huge crush on him in fourth grade!" Bombalurina spat quickly, then covered her mouth with her paw. The silver tabby blushed brightly, as the three other toms laughed. Bomby turned and glared, and they hushed up.
"So how did she end up by the old clock with a can of neon paint!" Munkustrap said, trying to change the subject, he knew his face was still red because his skin still burned.
"Well," Misto said, stepping forward again.
"No way," Mungo said, pushing the small tom aside. "Step back sparkly britches, it's MY turn!" Mistoffelees's mouth fell open at the nick name, but he stepped back and crossed his arms over his white chest, then glared at Mungo while he spoke.
"I thought this was a great idea!" He said, crossing his arms over his chest gleefully. "So naturally I was the first to ask Bombay here, a favor:
*It was a couple of days later, and I was having trouble finding this nice pearl collar I'd.. liberated for Teaza. I knew I had put it some where close, you know, one of those places you put something so you don't forget where it is, then forget where it is you placed it. Anyway, I figured that if Bomby.. liberated another one for me, that would be a five dollar favor, at least!"*
"Five dollar! HAH!" Bomby cut in, stepping up to Mungo belligerently. "You said two fifty!" She pushed his chest, and he stiffened up.
"Oh yeah?" He pushed her back. She growled, and hissed, her fur standing up all over.
"Now, now," Old Dueteronomy called. "Calm down you two." He sighed and rubbed his temples as Bomby joined Mistoff and Alonzo on the floor behind Mungo. "Please, Mungojerrie, continue."
"Thank you.
*So, I ran back to the junkyard, and called Bomby up on the tire to help me out.
'Hey Bombalurina, I've got a favor to ask of you.'
'Oh really, stud, what kind of favor.' She asked, steppin' up all close to me and stuff. I could tell she couldn't keep her paws off me much longer."*
Bomby laughed from behind the tom. "In your dreams, fur ball." She spat, Mungojerrie paid her no mind.
*"I sighed, and put my hands on her shoulder.
'Listen toots, I don't see you like that.'
'But Mungojerrie, you're so strong and protective,'
'I know,'
'And brave and dashing,'
'Yes, yes,'
'And cunning and sly, and-'"*
Mungojerrie stopped as Munkustrap cleared his throat. He grinned, and looked back at Bomby with a wink. His tail twitched, and he continued.
*"So, I asked her if she'd go and steal, er, liberate for me another pearl collar for Teaza's birthday. She agreed and ran off to deliver the collar from it's current.. uh.. place of residence.. to.. mmm... me! She came back a few minutes later, and handed me the collar.
'What is this piece of junk!' I said. This was no pearl collar, it was a piece of junk painted white! I couldn't give this to Teaza! I slapped it back into Bomby's hand as she gave me an evil look.
'Well, that's five dollars off your twenty'"*
"Two fifty!" Bomby yelled.
*"'I don't think so Bomby,' I said, hurt by her evil look and her act of utter betrayal. 'I cannot believe you would do something like this to me. I have no choice but to add two fi- I mean, five dollars to my twenty.' I couldn't stand it, but I pulled out my debt sheet, and added five dollars to my twenty.*
So that's how the collar came around." Mungojerrie said with a pause for emphasize. "The collar started it all."
"So it's all HIS fault!" Bomby called from the back.
"No way toots,"
"Toots!"
"That's right, if you would have gotten the collar I asked for in the FIRST PLACE, this never would have happened!"
"Well, if you wouldn't have been so absent minded about the gift you... LIBERATED for your own SISTER!"
"Why you!" Munkustrap leapt from the small bench and broke up the small fight between the two cats.
"Please," Old Dueteronomy said, and motioned for the two of them to sit back down. "Now, this still doesn't explain why she was painting with neon green!" He looked to Alonzo, who sighed, and stood up.
"Well, my first favor was next, it kind of happened by accident...
*I was sunning myself on top of the stove, like I always do. When suddenly, Electra ran by, and grabbed my book! I jumped off the stove, and growled as she entered Etcetera's flat, I knew that I, like all toms, was not allowed in any of the younger queen's flats. So I sat down outside to wait her out.
Suddenly, Bombalurina walked by, and saw me. Her smile was purely ignorant, as always. As pretty as she is, she's really not all there.*
Bombalurina growled, and went to stand up. Mistoffelees snapped his fingers, and she was suddenly plaid, and very, very yellow.
"MISTOFF!" She yelled, and leapt over Mungojerrie onto the small black tom.
"Ah!" He yelped, and curled into a ball as she flexed out her claws, and cut his shoulder before he kicked her off, zapped her, and disappeared.
"Get back here you tuxedo clad runt!" She hissed. Misto popped up behind Munkustrap, and clung helplessly to the toms shoulders. He sighed, and picked up the black tom, setting him down in front of him as Old Deuteronomy held up a paw to silence them both.
"Mistoffelees, please," Munkustrap said as he pushed him back towards the others. The cat snapped as he sat down with a bowed head, and Bombalurina's normal color returned.
"Please continue, Alonzo." He breathed with a sigh. His headache returned. Would this ever end!
*"As I was saying, Bombalurina came over, and saw me.
'Hello, Alonzo,' she grinned.
'Hello, Bombalurina.'
'Why, what's wrong dear tom?'
'Electra has taken my book, and I can't go in to get it.' I suddenly got an idea, and looked up at Bomby. 'I'll take three bucks off the list if you go in and get it for me!'*