Alonzo's P.O.V
I got up and I smiled. Today's the day I thought. I practiced strutting. I tried kicking up my knees more and sliding a bit as I paced. I kept my head high and my chest outward. I left my den and decided to test it out. I strutted past Cassandra who ignored me, past Jemima, who stuck her tongue out at me, by Etcetera who pouted and by Bombalurina who winked at me. I ran to Rum Tum Tugger who just got finished being yelled at by his family.
"My strutting's not working." I said to him.
"Give it time, give it time," he said to me, "I've left my mark on the Junkyard." He pointed to the crowd of kittens huddled around them. He shooed them away and we continued the conversation.
"The only quenn who liked my strut was Bombalurina." I told him.
"Listen, douche bag, you strut past her one more time and you're gonna be strutting to your grave, got?" He said grabbing me by the collar.
"Sheesh, fine. I'll go flirt with someone else before I flirt with Cass." I said. I walked away and to Jemima.
"Hey baby how you doin?" I said, winking.
"Uh…go away." She said, turning away from me.
"C'mon, don't be like that. Ol' Lonzy's wants to make you happy." I said raising my eyebrows and gesturing her to come to me. She ran away and a minute or so later, she brought Munkustrap.
"Were you flirting with my daughter?" He said, scowling.
"Yeah. What's it to you?" I said, crossing my arms.
"Stop. You're old enough to be her father." He said, getting closer to killing me.
"You don't know that." I responded.
"You are a year and a half younger than I am. And I'm thirty-four in cat years." He said grabbing me by the collar the same way Tugger did. Deut's kids sure have a firm grip. I thought. I gave him the same look he gave me.
"Don't do it again." Munkus said walking away. But before I knew it, he turned back and punched me in the face. I learned my lesson. Never flirt with kittens. I strutted back to my den and put ice on my black eye.