Etcetera covered her cheeks, laughing her head off.
"Rumpus!" She squealed, running away from the black tom, who was carrying a string… attached was mistletoe.
Rumpelteazer smiled when she saw them and laughed, they reminded her of Tugger.
Tugger… the very thought of his name made Rumpel want to puke but she missed him so very much!
"Are you okay?" Bomba asked, Rumpelteazer looked up, startled, why would SHE talk to Rumpel?
"Um... yeah?" Rumpelteazer asked curiously.
"Look, I know what you're thinking..." Bombalurina said.
"What am I thinking?" Rumpelteazer asked suspiciously.
"Oh my dear? Why is this so incredibly beautiful and talented sexy queen talking to me?" Bomba mimicked Rumpel's voice terribly, then Rumpel started to pout.
"WHAT?" Bomba asked.
"You're right!" Rumpel pouted.
"Oh, buck up, kid. Look, I had a think with Tugger once too... okay? All I can say is... if you go out with him... don't expect anything but a heartbreak in the end, 'cause well, kid... he's a heartbreak!" Bomba grinned at the young tabby and patted her on the head, strolling off.
Rumpelteazer looked at her feet and thought... she was right... she was right!
Tugger was TERRIBLE with commitment! That must be why Bomba and him weren't mated... they were pretty close until he strolled in the Junkyard one day, a dame on his left, a dame on his right. It broke Bomba's heart... right down to the core.
But this was worse.
Rumpel's heart was broken into little pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces, and those pieces were broken into pieces.
So now Rumpel just had almost nothing floating around inside her chest.
Rumpelteazer smiled as Jemima and Tumblebrutus came scampering over, Tumble torturing her with a hanger, and tied to that was mistletoe.
Rumpelteazer sighed, closing her eyes... then feeling something suspicious in her hair... and something wet on her cheek.
Reaching up, she touched mistletoe... and when she looked over... there he was.
"What are you doing here?" Rumpelteazer growled.
"I'm sorry..." The tom murmured... looking at his feet.
Rumpelteazer tried to ignore him standing there... then realized that he kissed her where he hit her.
"Are we friends now?" Tugger asked, opening up his arms, "Angel doesn't belong on my arm... we both know who does."
"Jenny..." Rumpelteazer grumbled.
"No!" Tugger hissed.
"Well what about the mating dance?" Rumpelteazer asked suspicuosly.
"Ah, I dumped her after. Too fat." Tugger laughed, opening his arms back up again, "friends?"
Rumpel grinned and threw herself into them, "friends!"
"You know it's funny... there's some mistletoe above me, and you haven't kissed me yet!"
Rumpelteazer looked up, and noticed Rumpus and his string sitting above them... snickering.
She rolled her eyes and Rumpus, and kissed Tugger.
"Alright!" She laughed, "Merry Christmas!"