I had the most difficult time writing this one for some reason. Aw well, hopefully it doesn't show.

Anyway, thanks to all my readers and reviewers! Y'all are pretty fabulous.

Saturday: Shut up now!


It was night time. Otherwise known as sleeping time. And Bombalurina was planning on taking full advantage of that.

But fate, it seemed, had other plans.

There she was, lying inside the ripped mattress that currently served as her den, when the first of what would be many interruptions happened upon her.

The giggle should've given it away, but she ignored it and instead closed her eyes. She was just about to fall asleep-

"Oomph!" she cried, as a large weigh landed on her stomach. "Great Bast- Rumpleteazer!" The now perturbed Bombalurina crawled out the rip on top of the mattress, revealing herself to a shocked Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie.

"Great goin', Teaze," Mungojerrie said, elbowing his partner. "Ya landed on Bomba."

"Well, thank ya, capt'n obvious!" she replied. Rumpleteazer gave Bombalurina an apologetic look. "Sorry," she said sheepishly.

"It's fine- you didn't mean to," Bombalurina said. The notorious duo sneaked off, leaving the scarlet queen to her beauty sleep. She had just crept back inside when-

"But Momma!"

"No buts, Electra."

"But my friends invited me! I really want to go."

"Sweetie," Jellylorum's voice said, "I just don't feel comfortable with you hanging out with those alley cats. How do you know the party isn't nipped, hm? What if you came home pregnant?"

"Mom-"

"Look, I'm sorry to break up this absolutely giddy banter," Bombalurina said, poking her head out, "but some of us are trying to sleep."

Jellylorum and Electra both apologized and walked away, already continuing their heated argument. Soon enough though, their voices faded. Bombalurina sighed and resumed her rest.

She heard Skimbleshanks walk by, apparent by the fact that he was singing at the top of his lungs in his heavily Scottish accent. Bombalurina groaned and covered her ears until it too faded away. For safety's sake, she kept them covered, finding the position she was in surprisingly comfortable. But she couldn't ignore the sudden weight shift as something heavy laid itself upon the opposite side of the mattress. She uncovered her ears and heard a faint moaning sound. Oh Everlasting Cat…

Bombalurina stuck her head out and quickly saw that it wasn't one large figure on her mattress- it was two lighter ones. More specifically, a lip-locked Plato and Victoria. "I hate to break up your little party," the aggravated scarlet queen said, as two horrified, blushing faces met her gaze, "but this bed's already occupied." The two offered an embarrassed apology and slinked away.

Bombalurina had hardly closed her eyes when-

"…and that's when the little whore broke up with me."

"Dude, that's harsh," said Admetus.

"Don't I know it," Alonzo's voice continued. "I just feel so stupid, you know? I mean, this is what, the fifth time Cassie's broken up with me? When am I supposed to stop accepting apologies?"

"Hey, there're other fish in the sea, so to speak. Find another queen." She heard a chuckle. "How about Bomba? She's officially on the market, what with Tugger being taken and all."

"She is pretty hot…"

"According the Pouncial, she's pretty easy too- you know what I'm sayin'?"

Alonzo snickered. "I think I'd tap that."

"Look, I hate to rain on your parade," Bombalurina fumed, "but the easy one's trying to sleep."

"Aw, Bast!" Alonzo exclaimed. He grabbed his brother's arm and hastily led him away. Infuriated, Bombalurina crawled back into her den. Dickweed…

And she could've sworn she had finally fallen asleep, until…

"Heya Bombi! How-"

"Would you just SHUT UP NOW?"

She was soon met with the sight of a confused and wide-eyed Tugger staring down at her. "Whatever, uh, floats your boat, Bomb-shell…" he said apprehensively. "If that's what Aunt Flo says you need-"

"I'M NOT MENSTRUATING, TUGGER!" She took in a deep breath. "I'm just really tired," she seethed.

Tugger visibly cringed. "Okay, the 'm' word- don't say it. It's awkward."

"What do you want?"

"I was just saying hi…"

She glared at him. "Goodnight, Tugger."

"'Night Bombi," he replied, backing away carefully.

Bombalurina settled back into her den, stretching out comfortably and gratefully shutting her eyes.

Suddenly, an earsplitting, shattering sound met her ears. "Macavity!" came the cry, as the alarm sounded across the Junkyard, nearly deafening the scarlet queen. Bombalurina almost screamed in frustration. One thing was for certain though.

Macavity is as good as dead.