Chapter 4

A/N: Finally updating again! I know, no excuses. But at least it's up, right? Sorry for the dely. Things have just been so busy! Ugh! Anyways, here's a few more drabbles. Hopefully get that creative spark reignited. Sorry most of it is so depressing… it's like everyone's sighing and looking off into the distance. I guess that's just he way iTunes was feeling today… Anyways. Please enjoy and review! They really do help to inspire me and keep me going! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Cats and the characters, or the songs!

Thinking of You ~Katy Perry

A pretty, petite queen sat as still and beautiful as a statue at the top of the junk pile. For a while, the moon seemed to capture her attention, until her doe-eyes reluctantly turned back towards the junkyard.

In the light cast by the moon, she couldn't miss the black and white tom as he gently kissed a sleek brown queen. Everyone always say how perfect Alonzo and Cassandra were for each other. Every time all Jemima wanted to do was close her ears and scream. She was tired of hearing those words. She hated hearing that she was too young. But more than anything she loathed that he had told her to move on, that the two of them weren't meant to be together. How could it feel so right to her and apparently so wrong to him?

She had tried to follow Alonzo's instructions. At first it was to spite him and show him that she could be much happier without him. But she seemed to be failing at her resolution. Jemima had dated Tumblebrutus for a while, but she couldn't banish Alonzo from her mind. She couldn't help as she imagined the young tom as older and with black patches instead of brown.

It didn't take long for her to realize how unfair it was to gentle Tumble. She quickly broke up with him and contented herself to avoid the other suitors. Everything hurt as she turned her face back to the moon.

Even it reminded her of Alonzo's eyes.

Hope and Glory ~Mans Zelmerlow

Plato sat in the clearing, his paws trembling. He had almost let Macavity come out. Ever since the muscular tom had discovered his alter ego, his life had been a constant battle to suppress the violent, angry tom. He couldn't count how many times he had almost decided to give up and allow himself to become the alternate personality…

Suddenly, petite, black and white paws did their best to cover his large copper ones. He slowly lifted his gaze to meet her large brown eyes. He remembered how hard it had been to tell Jemima the truth about Macavity. How much pain consumed him as he watched the fear enter her eyes as she turned and fled. He hadn't meant to scare her; he just wanted her to know the truth. She had told him she loved him and she deserved to know who it was she was claiming to love.

It was that pain that had turned into anger as her tail disappeared that almost summoned Macavity. But here she was, before him, looking at him with only compassion.

"I still love you Plato. We can work on this, together. You can't scare me that easily." A ghost of a smile played at her lips, but that was more than he had expected.

Plato quickly realized that if he had thought he was fighting hard before, it was going to be nothing compared to the vigor he would use to defeat Macavity now that he knew there was something precious to protect.

Innocent ~Taylor Swift

Victoria tentatively stepped towards the bank of the river that meandered just past the boundaries of the yard. She gave a quick peak over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her (not that she really expected anyone to). Quietly she picked her way through the brush until he came into view. She froze as she watched his sides heave in deep breaths trying to hold back the trembling and tears. Another step brought her presence to his attention. A black head shot up as golden eyes met hers. The pain she found in those yellow orbs nearly brought her to tears.

The white queen quickly closed the gap between them and tried to rest a paw on the young tom's shoulder. However, he immediately shied away, as if her touch had burned him. "Misto…" She mewed.

Mistoffelees looked up at her again before burying his tears in his paws.

What could she say? They, both of them, had just found out their true parentage, but her brother was taking it a little harder than she was. He knew the true source (and danger) of his magical powers. And only a little bit ago he had accidentally lost control of them. It was only for a split second, but it was enough for him to feel the weight of his burden and the terror caused by his inherited abilities.

Victoria couldn't even say she understood how he felt. The truth was she didn't. Of course Macavity was her father as well, but she inherited almost nothing from him. She reached out again, desperate to make some connection to her brother in his despair.

Waiting for Life ~Once on This Island Soundtrack

Etcetera quickly jumped down a pile of trash and wriggle through the whole in the fence at the base. After the chain link had scratched a few hairs off of her back, she was free. She raced to the end of the seldom-used street where it intersected a much busier road. She deftly jumped up a few crates sitting at the corner and waited.

It didn't take long after the sun rose above the horizon for the cars to start whizzing past her. However, something was different this day. As one of the cars stopped at that silly light thing hanging above the intersection, she saw an image that would change her life forever. Lying lazily on the back shelf of the car, just inside the rear window, a pure white tomcat greedily absorbed the sun's rays.

The tom never opened his eyes and the car was gone as quickly as it had pulled up. But Cetty immediately stared after the car. Where was that tom going? What was he going to see? Cetty realized she would never be happy staying just in the yard all her life.

Bittersweet ~Within Temptation

A young tabby queen sat in the middle of her warm den as the dust danced in the warm rays of the setting sun that managed to peek through the junkpile. The queen was lean and lithe. Her eyes seemed vacant as she stared at the unoccupied pillow in front of her and the untouched milk dish she had placed in front of it.

After a few more moments, Jellylorum picked up the saucer and poured the milk back into the container she kept in her den. She knew this day would come, and she thought she was ready for it. Apparently she hadn't prepared enough.

Only a few weeks ago that young tom, Skimbleshanks, had entered the yard. He was a tom of adventure and thrills. He rode the country on this large machine called a train. The sights of England were at his disposal and he had a story for every location. It had been love at first sight, and theirs was a whirlwind romance.

However, in the back of her mind, she knew he would eventually have to leave her and travel to another place. Probably find another queen. As much as she wanted, Jelly couldn't bring herself to tell him how she felt. Would it have even changed anything? Perhaps it only would have hurt more.

The World Was Dancing ~Songs for a New World Soundtrack

He had done it again. The same thing he always did, but for some reason this time it hurt more than usual.

Simply put, he had run. That beautiful, scarlet queen had entranced him, something that no queen had ever done. Tugger was The Rum Tum Tugger, queens held no power over him. That was true until he met Bombalurina…

She was beautiful and fiery. She was everything that Tugger never even realized that he wanted. He smiles were bewitching as her voice carried that sweet sound that he had never heard before.

Of course he promised her the world. He promised to mate with her at the next ball. That was the natural thing that she wanted, and for once, he wanted it too. Of course he had never told her about his infidelities that occurred in the beginning of their relationship, but he was going to change. He had wanted to change for her.

But where was he now? He had fled the junkyard. He had to admit it, he was a coward. He had grown up in a broken family, something that he never talked about. He watched as that thing his parents called love faded and turned to hate. He had watched as his father's life crumbled in one night as he mother walked out.

That was it. He knew that love faded and lives were ruined as silent pads carried what you thought was love out of the den. He was terrified. He couldn't invest so much of himself in one cat, could he? That road only led to misery…

Happy as the Sun ~Tyrone Wells

Munkustrap sat quietly on the pillow in his den, pouring over the patrol reports from the past week. He knew that it was supposed to be his day off and that meant he should be relaxing, but the safety of the tribe always consumed his time. Macavity and other dangers never took a day off… why should he?

Suddenly, golden paws slapped themselves in the middle of the pages and pushed them down into his lap, completely unreadable.

The smile that bubbled up couldn't be suppressed as Munkustrap glanced up into those bright green eyes that he knew were waiting to meet his. That golden and black fur only seemed to enhance the sparkle that always accented the emerald orbs.

Demeter giggled as she leaned in close to Munkustrap. "C'mon Munkie! It's your day off! Let's go for a walk, do something fun!"

How could he deny the beautiful queen? Whenever she was around, the weight of all his responsibilities seemed to lift off his shoulders. He could be a regular tom, not the tribe protector. All he ever wanted to do was make her happy. The world was as it should be.

Blue Eyes ~Mika

Very slowly, Plato approached the huddled queen. It wasn't hard to spot her; her snowy white fur would stick out in any junk pile. But still, he knew she thought she was hiding well and he didn't want to scare her. Plus, it's always a bit difficult to approach a crying queen.

Tentatively, like one would for a young kitten, the mottled tom stretched out his arm and gave Victoria's shoulder a gentle tap, arresting her attention.

Even though Plato was well aware that she had been crying, it still felt like a swift punch to his chest as those beautiful sapphire eyes turned towards him, tears flowing freely.

Plato was going to ask what was wrong, but quickly halted himself. He knew it has something to do with her crush on Alonzo and probably a difference in age. Alonzo wouldn't do anything on purpose…not that that knowledge would help sooth the raw feeling of heartbreak.

The tom silently sat next to the queen.

Almost greedily, Victoria turned so she was facing the same direction as Plato and rested her head. His was now a shoulder to cry on.

Almost Lover ~A Fine Frenzy

Tantomile sat as still as any other feline as she stared out at the night sky. Her perch on the top of the junk pile allowed a slight breeze to come and play an intricate game with her fur. And any song that it happened to pick up from the happier residents of the junkyard it quickly carried away.

The stars seemed to stare back into Tantomile's soul as she contemplated the complete loneliness of the abyss in which the stars rested. And as much as she knew this feeling was bothering her brother, she couldn't help it. She just did her best to shut down their psychic connection. But in her state, it seemed like everything was an effort. She just wanted to give up… on everything.

The tortoise shell queen knew that she was being dramatic, but her heart hurt. She had never fallen in love before. At least, she's assuming that's what had happened…

That cute young tom, Tumblebrutus, had somehow ensnared her. He was the first cat to ever really approach her and treat her like any other cat, like an equal. She couldn't help herself. He was so carefree and fun loving. He made her laugh. He had the best stories to tell. How was she supposed to fight against those charms? He was everything that she wasn't and yet everything she wanted…

She didn't know anything about love. How was she supposed to know that what she thought was special interest was just friendliness… How would she have known that her feelings would drive away her only friend?

Forever Young ~Rod Steward

As much as he knew he was an embarrassment, Asparagus just couldn't help the tears as they wound their way down his cheeks. He quickly gathered Electra into another bear hug as he tried to hide the tears from her and the rest of the tribe. As he pulled back, he quickly wiped his cheeks with the back of his paw.

A slightly uncomfortable, but equally sentimental Electra beamed up at her father. She quickly took his cheeks in her paws and pulled him close to her as she kissed his cheeks.

"Thanks…for everything daddy!" She purred as he face remained close to the older tom.

Asparagus couldn't seem to form words for a moment, so he took one of her paws in his and squeezed. Finally, a few words managed to make it from his brain to his voice, "You go out there an make me proud, princess."

Electra's smile grew wider as she turned and left the junkyard. Asparagus always knew that the day would come when his little kitten would leave the yard to make a new life. He just hadn't expected it to come so soon. All he could see her was the little kitten he had raised from birth. And that's the way she'd stay in his mind.