A/N: I have decided to continue!
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The next day, Tugger visited Misto with two fan girls by his side, Electra and Etcetera. But when Tugger decided he wanted to be matchmaker he whispered something into both kitten's ears that made them giggle and run away.
"So, Misto, I have an idea", the Tugger said in a high-pitched singsong voice. Rolling his eyes, Misto turned to look at Tugger and asked dully, "What?"
"I'm gonna help you get Victoria", Tugger replied with a wicked grin. That caught Misto's attention fine and he cried, "Help me? No thank you."
"Why not?" Tugger asked astonished that he had refused. Mistoffelees rolled his eyes way back and hissed, "Because the last time you helped me, I ended up in a pink tutu for the whole day."
"Oh, yeah. Now that you mention it, that does bring back fond memories", Tugger said as Misto glared back.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Tugger, but I think there's a fan for you at the door", Misto said. A few moments later there was a knock on the den door. Tugger grinned and yelled, "I give you the marvelous, Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!"
This time Misto didn't even bother to roll his eyes and just answered the knock. Pulling the curtain back he saw who it was, Jemima. What was she doing here?
"Are you here to see Tugger?" Misto asked casually in hopes that she wasn't. He was yearning for attention by a queen. It didn't matter which queen, but he wanted someone.
"Maybe", Jemima replied so quietly Misto could barely hear her. Misto invited her in nevertheless. Tugger caught one sight of Jemima and he shook his head and said, "No, I am not going to do it."
"Do what?" Misto asked with interest. The best that Jemima could look angry was to lose her innocent look and have a confused expression on her face. There was no such thing as angry in her book.
"You promised", she replied in the mouse voice. Tugger grinned and slipped an arm around her waist while whispering, "I'm The Rum Tum Tugger, don't you know?"
The statement seemed to make Jemima even unhappier and she slipped away to stand next to Misto. She wound her arms around his waist until she was nuzzled against his chest. Jemima pouted and said, "Fine."
"Now, now, Jemima, don't hurt Misto", Tugger joked mockingly. Jemima widened her eyes and fixed Tugger with a long stare.
"He's mine", was her answer to his ridiculous accusation. Tugger stumbled back shaking his head and blinking hard as if he had not heard her correctly.
"You want Misty?" he asked. She nodded and tightened her arms around Misto's waist even tighter. Misto's face went blank and he stuttered, "W-what?!"
Tugger looked down sadly and asked, "What, Misty's replaced me?"
"Of course", was her curt answer as she turned to Misto and whispered, "Where should we go?"
"Hmm?"
"For our date?" she asked. He was surprised by her straightforwardness and replied, "Uh, anywhere you want Jem."
Tugger walked Jemima back to her den and smiled, "You did a good job back there."
"Thank you, Tugger", she whispered shyly once again. Satisfied that his plan had worked, Tugger hugged Jemima and whispered, "You be nice to him on the date, okay? It will make me happy."
"Anything for you", she replied. Tugger knew that his plan to cheer Misto up had worked considerably. Too bad he didn't get any real action.
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