A/N- Thanks for all the postive feedback- some of you have really great ideas for pairings- This is my sister's favorite so far... I have no clue why but oh well! If anyone has any ideas on details to add, questions, etc feel free to ask! Enjoy and I'll try to continue updating and start work on some of the suggested couples soon too!
Everlasting Cat, why can't I stop drooling over him? He's just a flirt, a player, a bipolar, indecisive, commitment-terrified, self-absorbed, spotlight-hogging, absolutely oblivious, jerk. True, I'm definitely not one of the most moral cats either, but I at least can take a hint!
I mean, one minute, I'm so close—just inches away from his lips—and the next second I'm sprawled out on the floor. Great.
"Hey, Scarlet, spectacular landing!" Everlasting Cat, how arrogant he sounded.
"The Scarlet Queen forgot to land on her feet, did she?" Scarlet Queen, Scarlet, the name echoed tauntingly around me. It was whispered behind paws as if I couldn't hear them. The name was better than most of the insults thrown at me; it wasn't just based on my crimson coat but my personality as well. Red: the color of fire, fury, blood, and love. Though of course they didn't think I was capable of love, only lust. Showed how much they knew! Storming out at the sound of laughter, I headed to see Demeter; this problem was more than I could take on my own.
"Why can't you just tell him!" Not exactly the sisterly advice I was hoping for.
"Because it's him! The Everlasting Cat couldn't make me tell him!" Demeter rolled her eyes at my melodrama. Then her face lit up.
"I have an idea!" I drew close as she beckoned—obviously this was a carefully guarded secret.
"Hide somewhere they can't find you, listening to whatever they say. I'm sure you'll be brought up…then here's the plan…" She whispers swiftly in my ear, explaining everything. Silently I wondered how many times she's done this herself. I laughed; yes it was perfect!
All the guys, and most of the girls as well, sit in the center of the junkyard talking. Of course, they would never notice me; they thought I was off sulking, not perched listening high up on the broken-down fridge. And as I knew it would, the conversation wound up coming to a stop on a very interesting subject: me.
"Hussy-cat!" Cassandra spat immediately, followed by approving hisses from Exotica and Etcetera. Everyone giggled.
"It's true, though," Plato added. Alonzo nodded in agreement.
"She's got a reputation to rival yours, Tugger!"
With a confident smirk on his face, Tugger replied, "There's no way the Scarlet Queen could ever best me!"
Please! Rolling my eyes, I leapt just to the edge of their pathetic group, calling out, "Wanna bet?" Their eyes widened in shock; that alone was pure satisfaction. Never one to back away from a challenge, Tugger stalked towards me, ignoring the warnings, and mocking whispers.
"She heard everything!"
"He's so done for!"
"Betcha my diamond collar he gets clawed to bits!"
Not waiting for him to get any closer, I made my attack. Digging my claws into the fur of his collar I dragged him close, kissing him hard before he could react. When I let him go he just stood there, completely dazed. If that wasn't a compliment, I wasn't sure what was. I grinned.
"Well, I guess I win." I began to turn but claws bit into my wrist and I was forcefully spun back around.
"Uh-uh minx, you don't get to leave that easily!" He dragged me back, and even with the deafening cat calls and yowling from the surrounding crowd, I couldn't have been happier. That's right fan-kittens—eat your hearts out, 'cause the Rum Tum Tugger is all mine!