A/N: I'm at a loss for what to write next in Desertion! I will think of /something/... Anyways, enjoy this chapter. I was watching Beetlejuice while writing it, so if there's a few references, thats why. This chapter is just Jerrie and Teazer's life at the hideout. PLEASE REVIEW!
Days turned into months, and months slowly turned into years. Each individual day at Macavity's warehouse was the same as the one before. Up early in the morning, henchcat training, then wandering around until it was time to sleep again. An observer would say that this was an extremely dreary life- and it was- but the henchcats, they were used to it.
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were no longer the weak, thin strays that had come to Macavity in the hunt for a new, fuller life. Mungojerrie had filled out and gained a lot of muscle- he had queens following him everywhere. Plus 'Teazer wasn't constantly at his side. Now a teenaged queen, nearly of age, the calico queen spent half her time stealing items of value for her boss, or chatting with her group of friends.
'Teazer looked pretty much the same as she had three years ago- the thin, ill body had grown into that of a queen's, thanks to the endless training and decent meals. Decent- well, the food was shit, but certainly better then what the calico siblings had become accustomed to on the streets. Like 'Jerrie, she had her share of male admirers, but never returned their interest. The calico knew 'Jerrie would kill any tom she went out with, anyway. She was still a little kitten in his eyes, and she needed 'protecting.' Sure. Teazer was pretty deadly when she had her usual training weapons with her.
"Rumpleteazer! Where in Bast's name are those diamonds you stole for me?" Macavity bellowed from his small, seclusive office. The calico queen at his door looked back over her shoulder, clutching the stack of papers she'd been given to her chest. Swearing, the queen dropped said papers, causing them to drift to the floor in disarray. Crouching down, 'Teazer picked them up, momentarily crouching close to the floor.
"Oi left them on tha' drawah, 'Sah," Teazer replied, rolling her chocolate brown eyes. She understood her boss's suspicion- the calico thief was well known for trying to steal the things that were meant for Macavity. But the major proportion of the items she stole were pearls; Diamonds were definitely not on her list of things to take for herself.
'Teazer stood up straight, sorting the few files into a more practical order. That was the one disadvantage about being a more educated henchcat- she had to help with filing, blueprints, and things like that. The sheer amount of them clearly showed that 'Teazer's free time would be extremely limited until such time as they were finished.
The Hidden Paw checked the 'drawah' and, as Teazer promised, the diamonds were resting there. Smirking, the red tom moved as quick as a flash so he was leaning on the wall in front of 'Teazer, blocking her path out.
"I see. You never let me down, do you, pet?" He asked, tilting her chin up so she was forced to look at him. The trapped calico queen shrugged and shook her hand free, stepping round the abnormally coloured criminal.
"Oi guess not. 'Ave ta go, 'Sah," Rumpleteazer nodded, before quickly leaving the office. That had been close. Too close for her liking.
'Teazer walked down the claustraphobic corridor. Her intentions were muddled in her head- she couldn't decide whether to work in the barracks, or the wuiet, magical room that only a few henchcats knew how to access. She wasn't a conjurer- unfortunately, but at the Hideout, there were a few magical tricks any cat could use. Such as the magical door that transported you to a place that others just saw as a wall.
Deciding on the magic, Teazer headed down past the jail cells to a smaller corridor that resembled an alleyway more than it did a corridor. Turning her head, the calico queen checked the empty corridor for any observers, but it was completely desolate. Once reassured that it was safe, the calico queen kneeled down and settled the stacks of papers on the floor, swapping them for a long stick of chalk. Holding onto the end of the stone so as not to break the whole thing, 'Teazer drew a door on the small section of wall. Dragging the chalk along, the calico admired her handiwork before drawing on a handle, and knocking three times. She was no Picasso, but the door was sufficient enough to open. Smirking satisfiedly, 'Teazer picked up the paperwork and slipped through to the small rec. room that was concealed behind it. Closing the door by bumping it with her hip, 'Teazer floped down on a small couch. Scattering the files on the desk that seemed to have magically appeared just for this purpose, the calico queen sighed as she started scribbling on the paper.
(Much later)
"'Teazer! Sistaaaaa, guess what?!" An excited black and grey Persian queen bounced up to Rumpleteazer, sitting on a stool next to her friend. 'Teazer lifted her chin from its resting place on her intertwined paws, and lazily turned to face her friend.
"Whot, Delia?" The calico smiled. Her friend, like her, was almost constantly in a happy, cheerful mood. Yet unlike 'Teazer, her optimistic spirits were usually related to toms.
"Right, so, there's a new tom here! And he just happens to be /the/ most BEAUTIFUL thing I have EVER seen!" The queen, now known as Delia, squealed, clutching at her friend's orangle and balck paw. 'Teazer's eyes instantly lit up. It was about time some new toms came round!
"Tell moi more, tell moi more! Whot does 'e look loike?!" Teazer giggled, happily.
"Dark brown, extremely toned- Look! There he goes now!" Delia smirked, pointing to the toned brown tom walking past the two queens. Teazer giggled and purred. "Oi see whot ya mean! E's new. Moiybe we should intahduce ourselves," She winked. Delia nodded. That was te best idea she'd heard all day.
The two mischievous queens slipped off the bar stools and walked so they were about twenty feet behind the tom. Teazer tilted her head, getting a better view of the stranger. "Ohoo, yeah," She nodded her approval. Delia whacked her friend on the back, causing Teazer to focus more on the pain than the gorgeous tom.
Delia and 'Teazer moved over to the hot tom, the latter rubbing the tender spot where her friend had whacked her. The tom turned on his heel, narrowing his dark green eyes questioningly. The Persian of the pair inwardly swooned, and smiled.
"Hey. I'm Delia, and this is Rumpleteazer. We haven't seen you around, so thought we'd introduce ourselves," Delia explained. The brown tom smirked.
"I'm Oztho. Aren't I the lucky tom, getting not one, but two gorgeous ladies welcoming me hre!" He purred, with a slight accent that suggested Italian descent. The calico queen was instantly put off- she was definitely not interested. He was a player. Just as she was about to leave, the tom put an arm round her and Delia.
"Where ya goig, ladies?" Oztho queried, smirking heavily. Teazer rolled her eyes and shrugged his arm off, strolling back to the barracks. Delia stayed long enough to notice Oztho looking after her calico friend. Clearly, he was the type of tom who loved a 'challenge.' The Persian queen said her goodbyes and left to pursue her friend.
A/N: Reviews make me happy, so please review! Magic, players, what else do you guys want? Please review, leave me any ideas! Extra points if you recognize the Beetlejuice references!