Rumpelteazer shifted underneath Mungojerrie's arm. She was oddly comfortable there, but the sun has rose and the box had grown unnecessarily hot. If there would be a slight breeze, she could easily go back to sleep. Her ear flicked as Mungojerrie gave a great yawn behind her; lifting his arm off of her in order to stretch himself out. Mungojerrie opened his eyes as Rumpelteazer looked over her shoulder at him. "Morning."
"Morn'," he greeted, yawning again. He didn't get much sleep. He wasn't used to sharing his bed with someone. Well, not like that at least. He always slept alone. "Sleep well?"
Rumpel gave a small nod of her head. "Thanks." She watched him curiously. What was she supposed to do now? She knew what to do after screwing around but... After sleeping? Maybe now he wanted to mess around. She probably shouldn't just launch herself at him though; what if he wasn't in the mood? "What is your will?"
Mungojerrie regarded her curiously, propping himself up so he was above her. His will? Was she really that submissive? He could just command her and she would jump to do it?
'Well you must have some idea of who your partner would be. Did he mention anyone? A hint? Anything...? Oh, it must be her; she's going to be your partner'
Mungojerrie felt his eyebrow rise. His partner... "Macavity tells you everything, does he not?"
"Macavity," she asked, taken back once again. She must have thought him predictable. She blinked a couple of times as she processed the question. "Uh... Yeah, he tells me quite a bit of stuff. Why?"
"Did he mention a task he was going to have me do?"
"Y... Yes," she said hesitatingly slightly.
"What is it?"
"That's... for Macavity to tell you, not me."
"And he mentioned a partner," he asked, receiving a nod in reply. "Who is it? Is it you?"
"Mungojerrie," she said as she regained her composure, removing herself from underneath him. "That information is not mine to disclose."
"But it is my will."
Rumpelteazer looked at him incredulously, a giggle escaping her. "Your will? Your will? Mungojerrie, you cannot be serious. Your will is to bid me to screw you or whatever will give you pleasure. Your will isn't to try to fish-out confidential information from me."
"But the information is about me, thus I have a right to know."
"And you will - as soon as Macavity tells you. But I am not Macavity, now am I?"
"Well no-"
"So I'm not going to tell you anything. About you or not," she told him firmly as she left his box. Mungojerrie's eyes narrow angrily, hearing her giggle as she walked off towards her own home. "His will! Ha!"
OOC: So… I'm not a fan of the short chapters; but it helps with the writer's block.
Thanks to those who reviews and hopefully those of you who haven't are enjoying it. I promise, we will start to get to the main action in the next chapter.