Disclaimer: I'm getting tired of constantly repeating myself. I don't own Cats!
A/N: If you haven't noticed, I'm taking turns switching between the Junkyard and Mac's hideout. This time it's at the Junkyard. It's short, I know, but I wanted to add a couple chappies before the big rescue scene. Enjoy!
Munkustrap awoke to the soft calling of his name and someone shaking his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes to find that his mate, Demeter, was trying to wake up him up.
"G'mornin' hun..." Munk yawned as he sat up and stretched. He looked over at Demeter, who had her eyes narrowed at him.
"Good morning to you, too, sleepyhead. I've been trying to wake you up for five minutes. Don't patrols need to be done? Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer to get organized? It's almost noon, for crying out loud! What did you do last night to make you sleep this long?" She asked, crossing her arms over chest.
Munk's eyes widened. "It's almost noon? Well what are we still sitting here for? Where are 'Jerrie and 'Teazer?" He asked, standing up and marching out of the den. Demeter followed him, easily keeping up with his long stride.
"They're at the Great Tire, waiting for you. They can't wait to get started on the rescue plan. Apparently, it's better than stealing a lamb joint from an oven, or something, they told me. I don't know, 'Jerrie and 'Teazer are really hard to understand when they're excited." Demeter explained, throwing her paws up in the air in defeat.
"...What? Alright, whatever. Can you tell Plato and Admetus to take over the patrols for me? I'm going to be busy with 'Jerrie and 'Teazer for quite a while. Thanks Dem, I'll see you in a bit." Munk instructed, splitting up and going to the Tire while Demeter nodded and loped off to find the other two toms.
Munkustrap reached his destination, and the siblings looked down at him with annoyed expressions. They hopped off, more than ready to start working on the plan.
"Well, foinally! We'd thought ya'd nevah get 'ere! What took ya so long?" Mungojerrie asked, eying his friend suspiciously.
"I overslept, guys, I'm sorry. If we're done with the formalities, then let's get to work." Munk stated, plopping himself down on the ground.
"Oi 'ad more! But you're roight, let's get ta work." 'Teazer smirked, grabbing a nearby stick and sitting down beside Munk. 'Jerrie did the same.
Rumpleteazer quickly sketched a rough outline of Macavity's hideout from memory. She circled the area where the jail cells were.
"This is where tha' cells ah'. The passage way is s'pose ta be 'ere." 'Teazer explained, drawing an arrow to the empty space behind the cells. "Oi don't know where tha' ol' execution room is, but 'Jerrie does. E's been tha' more toimes than Oi care ta remembah." She glared at her brother as she handed the stick to him.
'Jerrie made a small square at the end of the arrow 'Teazer had drawn, indicating that that was where the execution, now storage, room was. "Tha' room is 'ere. Tha' door will prob'ly be blocked boiy boxes, but tha' won't be a problem." He assumed, handing the stick back to his sister.
Munk nodded, taking in the information. "What of your entrance and escape route? If something goes wrong, do you have a Plan B?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at his friends.
"We'll sneak inta tha' alley via rooftop, so none o' Mac's goons will see us. Then, we'll drop down an' get inta tha' room. It's tha' only way in, an' out." 'Teazer drew a line coming from behind the hideout; that was the direction they were planning to take.
"When we get Misto an' Vicky, we'll come ou' tha' door an' tell them where ta go, so they'll 'ave the best chance ta get ou' safe an' sound. Whoile they're escapin', me an' 'Teazah will follow, an' if need be, create a diversion, distractin' tha' 'enchcats from foindin' out the' prisonahs ah' gone. Plan B is, is if we get caught, we'll foight." Mungojerrie finished, drawing their escape route.
He glanced at Rumpleteazer, who nodded in approval. They both smiled, and looked expectantly at Munk.
Munkustrap stayed silent for a few moments, thinking it over. He slowly nodded, confirming the plan.
"Alright, I see how it's going to work. Are you sure you'll be able to fight off Macavity's henchcats? I've never actually seen you guys fight. Can we practice?" Munk asked, standing up.
He took on a fighting stance, and 'Jerrie and 'Teazer did the same.
Rumpleteazer striked first. She lunged, aiming her fist at Munk's torso. Munk quickly blocked it, and delivered a blow to her shoulder with the heel of his palm. 'Teazer stumbled back, but quickly recovered, taking on a defensive stance again.
Munk turned his attention to 'Jerrie, and feinted to his right. 'Jerrie fell for it and quickly jumped to the left, letting his guard down. Munk saw his opportunity and kicked his friend in the ribs. 'Jerrie recoiled, hissing.
Seeing Munk distracted, 'Teazer threw another punch at him; this time she aimed for his chest. She got lucky. Her punch made contact, and Munk hunched over, unprepared for the blow.
'Teazer smirked. She had him right where she wanted him. She threw a kick at his head, but Munk ducked, recovered from the previous punch. He caught her leg as it sailed over his head, and pushed it back, much to 'Teazer's surprise. She fell flat on her back, winded.
It was 'Jerrie's turn again. He lunged, throwing punch after kick, determined wear Munk out and finish him off. Munk blocked them all with ease, except for one. He was getting tired, and a lapse in concentration was all it took.
Mungojerrie's last kick connected with his stomach, making Munk kneel over, groaning in pain. He held his hands up in surrender, and 'Jerrie backed off, smirking in victory.
"Ok, ok, so you can fight...You guys win. Great job; I underestimated you two. You're ready. Now go get some rest, and meet me at the front gate at sunset." Munk explained, still panting.
'Jerrie and 'Teazer smiled triumphantly, high-fiving each other. They helped Munk up and dusted off his coat.
"Thanks, Munk! You're an awesome foightah! Even with tha' two o' us, t'was realleh 'ard! See ya latah!" 'Teazer exclaimed as she and her brother walked off to their den. Munk nodded, waving them off.
He made his way back to his own den, exhausted. Fighting two cats at once had really taken a lot out of him. Since he underestimated their skill level, he had to work extra hard at blocking their blows. All he wanted to do now was take a nap.
Before retiring to his bed, though, he decided to write Demeter a note. If anything, he would most likely oversleep and miss his appointment with 'Jerrie and 'Teazer.
He grabbed a pencil, and scribbled his note on an old scrap of paper. It read:
Demeter,
If I'm still asleep by sunset, please don't hesitate to wake me up. I need to meet Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer at the junkyard entrance at sundown, before they leave on their rescue mission.
-Love, Munk
Munk put the pencil down and left the note on the table, where he was sure his mate would see it. He crawled into his bed, and let sleep overtake him. He drifted off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
A/N: Yes, we got to see Munk fight! And 'Jerrie and 'Teazer, too! I bet you're probably wondering, "Why did Munk give up so easily?" Answer: he was just practicing. Plus, as mentioned above, he underestimated them. Did you catch my reference to 'Jerrie and 'Teazer's song? If you didn't, go back and look for it! Anyways, hoped you liked it, this was my first ever sparring scene, so I hope I did well! Oh, by the way, the next chappie's going to have a surprise! It has something to do with Elijah. It's-! Oh, wait, I can't tell you, it would ruin the surprise! Haha, I'm so cheesy! Review, please!;)