(HEADS UP) In the present, Munkustrap and Demeter are 32 and Macavity is 34
It was late fall, and Munkustrap was laying on the cold, fresh grass with his mate, Demeter. Demeter was asleep on his chest, her hands in small fists, snoring lightly. As he looked up to the starry night sky, Munkustrap remembered everything Demeter and he had to go through just to be together.
14 years earlier…
Munkustrap peered over his nest and at Macavity, his older brother, who was fighting with their mother.
"How could you Macavity?" Their mom yowled in disappointment. "I can't believe that you would go and get that poor girl pregnant!"
"Tugger's gotten more girls pregnant!" Macavity argued, "it was just one! Why don't you punish Tugger for it?"
"Tugger is so much more stupid than you, Macavity!" Their mom snapped, "You know better than that!"
"I don't need this!" Macavity hissed, walking off towards his nest next to Munkustrap's.
"Where do you think you're going?" His mom screamed.
"TO BED!" Macavity shouted back, collapsing in his nest of cushions and pillows.
Munkustrap looked at his older brother in surprise, "You got someone pregnant?"
"Yeah…" Macavity grumbled, tossing a pillow in-between his hands.
"Was it that girl that lives outside the Junkyard?" Munkustrap asked quietly.
"Why do you want to know?" Macavity hissed, "What do you care about me?"
"You're still my brother, Macavity." Munkustrap answered softly, "And I still love you."
That seemed to do the trick, because Macavity's eyes softened and his eyes dropped down to his nest.
"I'm seeing her again tonight, okay," Munkustrap's brother answered looking up. "We didn't mean to have a kitten. She even didn't want to do it, but…" Macavity trailed off.
Munkustrap let out a sigh, "If it makes you feel any better, I'll go with you. But if we get caught, you're going to take all the credit."
"Oh, Munkustrap! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Macavity almost shouted, "you won't regret this, you really won't!
And what Munkustrap didn't know is that he really wouldn't.