Playing by the Rules Ch. 2
A small brown mouse skirted through the junkyard, stopping every now and then to sniff a piece of trash or nibble on something. Behind the mouse a cat slowly stalked its prey, silently sitting in a hunting stance waiting to spring out at any moment and claim lunch. The moment had come, The Rum Tum Tugger smirked and got ready to launch forward, he had been hunting for and was ready for lunch. He got ready to jump out, the mouser nibbling on cardboard, he pushed back and…
"Tugger!" Mungojerrie blurted as he approached the curious cat twiddling his paws. The mouse perked up and bolted away, Tugger sprang forward but missed,
"Damn it!" he shouted slamming a paw on the ground with a scowl. He looked back to see who had scared his lunch away but his anger turned into confusion as he recognized Mungojerrie, The tabby barely ever talked to Tugger.
"Jerrie? What do you need so badly that you interrupt my hunting?" Tugger asked with a stern glare.
"Eh… well I'm sorry…. I just need some help… y'know, you're good with the Queens." He blushed as he stumbled through his request. "I need some, lady advice."
Tugger laughed, "Well I see why you came to me," he started flipping his mane with a proud purr, "So what can the expert help you with? Who'd the lucky lady? Exotica… Cassandra… or maybe it's a kitten…" the Maine coon tapped his brain to remember the single queens.
Mungojerrie felt a bit awkward, he barely knew The Rum Tum Tugger on more than an acquaintance level, but he knew that the next ball was coming up soon and it would be awful to go single for a second year in a row.
"It's Teazer." He huffed quickly. The calico was hit with a pang of worry, with that confession he had either secured a future with a beautiful Queen or made the biggest mistake of his life.
Tugger grinned mischievously, "Oh, so you need more than just a partner in crime." He said as he placed an arm around Mungojerrie who flinched in surprise under the strong grip of Tugger who held out his other arm and made a grand gesture. "Don't worry, Jerr, with my skills I can get you any Queen you want.
Jerrie wriggled out of his grip, "Er yeah… so I'll meet you here… tomorrow at lunch time eh?" he suggested with a nervous chuckle.
"Whatever you say, see you later Jerr, and oh… be ready for some vigorous training." Tugger said with a smirk and a wink before bounding off in search of another meal.
The next day as the sun barely peeked over the horizon Bombalurina sat in her den slowly grooming her fur. The scarlet queen got up at the crack of dawn every day to groom, after all, beauty like hers required a bit of effort. She frequently glanced out of her dens entrance in order to keep track of time.
Just as dawn reached its peak Bomba had finished. She trotted out of her den and towards the red car in the center of the Junkyard, a few cats wandered around the junkyard, but most where sound asleep. She passed Jellylorum and Skimbleshanks chatting, before Skimble would leave for the station, and waved with a coy smile.
Once on the roof of the Car Bombalurina scanned the Junkyard, no sign of Rumpleteazer at all. She sighed and settled down so that she could still keep an eye on the networking in the Junkyard.
A long while later with the Junkyard buzzing with most of the Jellicles and Bombalurina still found herself alone and waiting. She groaned, it was well past morning and Teazer was way past late.
Before she could give up she saw the Orange Calico sprinting across the Junkyard towards the car. "Bomba?! I'm coming!!" she shrieked scaring some kittens who played nearby. A few seconds later Rumpleteazer was out of breath and on the hood of the car smiling.
Bombalurina looked over her with disgust, he hair was uncombed and stuck out in every different direction, and in between her teeth as she smiled where bits of grass. "Sorry I'm late… I got a little tied up getting breakfast." She said with a laugh as she recalled her heist of some human's breakfast.
"It's tacky for a 'Queen' to be so late… No Tom would ever wait this long…" Bomba said with an angry glare.
"Well excuse madam!" Rumpleteazer retorted in a mocking tone.
"You're going to need more help than I originally thought… Come on." Bombalurina thought for a moment before concluding that before lessons could start the Queen would need to be clean. She got up stretched and hopped off the car.
"Where ya goin?" Rumpleteazer asked reluctantly following the Scarlett Queen.
"Hmm?" Bombalurina raised an eyebrow looking back and then smiled, "You'll see…"
Mungojerrie found himself in Tugger's hunting spot from the day before. It was a bit after lunch time and the Tom was growing antsy. He sighed dejectedly getting up from his seated position. But before he could run off the curious cat tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey there Jerr, sorry I'm late, I got a little… held up." Tugger said with a smirk as he recalled his run in with some Queens on his way.
"Oh well, it alright I guess. You ready to get started?" Mungojerrie asked with a weak smile being the pushover that he was he forgave Tugger without a second thought.
"Not quite yet, I brought you a gift." The Maine Coon practically bounced up and down in his place. He hastily pulled out a large flashy golden spiked collar much like his own, but a little bit smaller. "So what do you think? This is my old one; you don't have to thank me." Tugger beamed as he ripped off Mungojerrie's collar and slapped on his new one.
Jerrie stammered to protest but was overpowered by the Junkyards alpha male. He pulled at the new collar as it uncomfortably snagged his neck. "That's very nice of you Tugger... but do you mind if I wear my old one for now…" he started nervously "I don't know If I'm quite… worthy of this yet." The Calico shyly removed the spiked monster.
Tugger raised a brow… "Well… suit yourself I guess..." he answered a bit confused. Tugger didn't understand why anyone would turn down an opportunity to look even slightly like himself. He safely tucked away the collar. "Well then lets begin buddy… but first lets at least make you look a little bit rougher. The girls like a strong Tom." The Maine Coon reached over and ruffled up Mungojerrie's fur. The thief didn't protest this time, it was of no use, somehow he would end up uncomfortable anyway.
"There… Now lets go, I heard some of the Queens talking about going out today, lets crash the party." Tugger said with a nod towards the main entrance of the Junkyard.
Jerrie sighed, "What 'ave I gotten myself into…" he muttered to himself.
"LET ME OUTTA 'ERE!" Rumpleteazer pleaded in a deafening scream as she splashed around in a small creek located near the junkyard.
"Stop being so overdramatic, just CALM DOWN!" Bombalurina scowled as she held down the calico and scrubbed her fur, this Queen took disliking getting wet to a whole new extreme.
A few minutes later Rumpleteazer emerged from the water, probably cleaner than she ever had been or would ever want to be in her lifetime. The small Queen angrily shook some water away that splashed Bombalurina, who was already wet from the struggle earlier.
"Why you…." Bombalurina stopped herself; she took a large frustrated breath and sighed.
"Now… it wasn't all that bad…" the Scarlett Queen said calmly as she began to groom her fur for the second time this day.
"Easy for you to say…princess" Rumpleteazer mumbled in return with a roll of her eyes.
"Beauty is pain, and even you can admit I have my pick of the Toms..." Bombalurina sneered cheekily, as mean as it sounded Teazer had to admit it was true.
Minutes passed and Bomba found herself perfectly groomed once again, while she had been cleaning Rumpleteazer curled up in a corner and sulked. The Red Queen walked over to her and motioned her to sit up.
More cleaning was in store and however painful it was they both got through it and after Bomba added a few finishing touches the notorious thief looked almost unrecognizable.
"Do you really think all of this matters?" Rumpleteazer asked as she looked mesmerized at herself in a shard of mirror, she had to admit she looked pretty.
"Trust me, I know." Bombalurina replied with a smile, proud of her work. "I heard that most of the Queens will be away today which means the Toms will all be alone, It's time to get you out there." The plan was already set in stone.
Rumpleteazer shifted uncomfortably, "Well… alright. You're the expert." She said complimenting the Scarlett Queen for the first time since they had met.
"Come on, and don't take any detours, and stand up straight. Please don't ruin all of my hard work." Bomba mumbled the last part as she set off towards the Junkyard once more. Teazer followed trying to be as proper as she could, the experiment was bound to end up in hilarity.
Lord, I can't even imagine what it would be like to type out what like, a russian accent sounds like or something. Like I said before, just imagine XD.
Thanks to anyone who reads! I'll probably update my stories soon, the weekend is coming!