The song used in this chapter belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber.
"Macavity, you idiot. Wake up!" Tugger shook the ginger angrily. Today was the day Mistoff got out of the hospital. He had somehow survived, which relieved Tugger greatly. The Maine Coon had forgotten how long Mistoff was in the hospital, and how could he remember now when he's trying to get to him as fast as possible. He sighed. "You know what, screw it. I'm not bringing you." He dashed out.
He sprinted down the sidewalk toward the hospital. Surprisingly, it was a few blocks away. After a few minutes, and some stops to catch his breath, he made it. He adjusted his leather jacket and walked in.
He walked up to the front desk, and half-yelled at the guy that he was friends of Mistoffelees and here to get him. The receptionist stared slightly, but nodded and walked off. After a few minutes, the receptionist returned with Mistoff. As the receptionist left, the two cats smiled at each other. The two walked out, Tugger wrapping an arm around his lover.
"So, you feeling ok?" Tugger asked, trying to start a conversation. Mistoff nodded.
"Yeah...I still feel kind of weak, but other than that I'm completely fine. Apparently they gave me someone else's blood." He looked at Tugger. "But what about you? I'm sure you were injured just as much." his friend laughed.
"Just a few battle scars. Nothing that can take me down." Tugger struck a pose. The black tom next to him facepalmed and laughs. Tugger laughed along for a bit, but gained a more serious look.
"I want to ask: Why did you choose Munkustrap when you said you could've chose me?"
Mistoff breathed in. "You see, I wanted to bring you but at the time I didn't know you had feelings for me, so I thought Munku would take things more seriously...After we actually got the ok from the management company, we ended up becoming roommates. We had Grizabella come in and out, I blackmailed Macavity, you know the gist of it. I never felt off about Munku...until you came to find me. He changed...seemed to be easily agitated, and a bit more secretive. I now know he wanted to get you out of the way so he could have me all to himself..."
Tugger sighed."You know, if I hadn't have half of that happen to me, I would have thought you and Munku were already a thing. Honestly, most of this was kind of confusing, and went by pretty fast. It was like you left a few minutes ago." The Maine Coon looked down at Mistoff. "Know what I mean?"
"I guess you could say that. Time flies when your going through a hectic and crazy music carrier that for some reason only lasted a year." The black tom shrugged. "To be honest, we barely performed, and the only times we did we never wrote the songs. We always sang existing ones." He sighed. They were nearing the apartment when Tugger stopped Mistoff, pointing forward.
"Mistoff, look!"
"Oh my god, people are actually reading this fanfic!"
"What? No, Macavity." He pointed at the said ginger, who was leaning against a wall, seemingly waiting for them. He looked over.
"Well, the sleeping princess awakes."
"Macavity, that's insensitive and you know it." Tugger said, stepping forward, but Mistoff held him off.
"No. It's fine." The black tom steppd forward. "Macavity, where's my phone?"
"Still in your room, I think."
"Go get it."
"..."
"Macavity. Get it." Mistoff's gaze turned serious. The ginger in front of him sighed, walked off, and returned a few minutes later. He dropped Mistoff's phone into his hands.
"Here. Happy?"
"Yes, very." Mistoff handed it to Tugger. "You're the tough one. Break it in half." Tugger looked at him like he was crazy.
"W-what?! I ca-"
"Do it or I'll never love you." Mistoff smiled to make sure Tugger knew he was teasing him. The Maine Coon sighed, and broke it in half, throwing it into an alleyway.
"Kay, done and done." he put his thumbs in his belt. Macavity looked at the two, extremely confused.
"Wait, but...if you do that, you can't blackmail me anymore..."
"That's the point." Mistoff looked Macavity dead in the eyes, smiling slightly. "I'm letting you go. I don't need you, and besides I know you hated playing butler."
Macavity sighed."Fine. I guess I'll take my leave." The ginger turned and started walking off. Mistoff waved slightly then turned to Tugger.
"So...how am I going to go back?"
"Hah?"
"I'm going back, and I'm absolutely sure they'll reject me because of the whole 'leaving the tribe to become an idol' thing." Mistoff put his hands on his hips. Tugger sighed and thought.
"Actually...I may have an idea..."
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Tonight was the night of the Jellicle Ball, but there was one problem: They were missing Munkustrap. They were unable to find a replacement, and Munkustrap was basically required as Old Deuteronomy's right hand cat. The cats frantically looked around, calling for him, searching under trash, even attempting to blame Macavity for kidnapping Munkustrap instead of Deuteronomy. Like always, however, Macavity was nowhere to be found.
Old Deuteronomy slowly walked up to his platform, and looked around. "this Jellicle ball might be different from the last few, but let that not discourage us, for we-"
MACAVITY!" Demeter yelled, beginning to run around frantically, the others following suit. Macavity walked forward, his ginger fur back to being dusty and unruly. He sighed and put a hand on his hip.
"Jeez, just because I'm nearing all of you doesn't mean you need to sound off like that." he stepped forward toward Deuteronomy, and turned toward the others. "Alright, let me get this out of the way: Munkustrap's dead." Everyone gasped. "Now, before you start blaming me, let me tell you I was knocked out the entire time. Munkustrap in fact deserved his punishment, due to him becoming a truly sadistic cat. I'm sure the others would like to explain that more than I would. Anyways, I'll act as Munku for the remainder of the evening. No 'if's, 'and's, or 'but's."
Demeter glared. "Why should we believe you?!"
"Fine! Don't believe me. But either way, you need a Munkustrap and I'm actually being nice for once. SAVOR this moment," e said, glaring back. The ginger then mimicked movements Munku would do.
"Let us begin," he attempted an impression of Munku. His sentence was vauge enough to show Macavity did not know what he was doing.
Macavity had figured things out, finally, and now the ball was in full swing. The cats were dancing in sync, except for Deuteronomy, whom was too old, and Macavity, who was too self-conscious. Grizabella was watching in the background, unable to be seen. Macavity tapped his foot. What was taking those two?! He ditched his clothes, which he had grown a bit fond of, and dealt with being yelled at a bit by the other cats just for those guys. Where were they?!
They were in fact on their way, Mistoff lagging behind because the medication made him drowsy. Tugger kept reminding him every few seconds to not overdo it, since he was still recovering, with Mistoff always nodding, and assuring the other that he would be fine.
"Ok, last go over of the plan. I'm going to randomly appear, and announce you." Tugger began, motioning for Mistoff to continue.
"And I'll appear after, 'dazzling them', as you put it, with magic. Macavity I guess will just walk off." The black tom replied, Tugger nodding. the two made it to behind the Jellicle's main 'stage.' The Maine coon looked at the other.
"Kay, you ready?"
"Yeah."
"Perfect~" Tugger jumped up and over, landing behind Deuteronomy. Everyone looked back at him. He held out his arms, about to speak, but was shoved, somewhat, off of the platform, and being adored by the younger female kittens. He attempted to escape, but they wouldn't let go. "This is the only time I hate my popularity..."
Mistoff waited and waited, but didn't hear anything from Tugger, and just heard the Jellicle Ball get even more hectic. He sighed, and peeked over. The black tom caught Macavity's eye, and pointed over at the power cables lighting the place. The ginger nods and ran over.
"Alright, party's OVER~" he said, slamming the cables together. The lights fizzed out. All of the cats freaked out, fumbling around for a flashlight or something. Mistoff jumped over silently. He was in his old sparkling attire. He breathed in, somewhat shaky.
"You're to ask Mr. Mistoffelees. The original conjuring cat! There can be no doubt about that." The cats turned on a flashlight and shined it on mistoff, some gasping. "Please! Listen to me, and don't scoff...all of his inventions are of his own bat." He steps down in front of them. "There's no such cat in the metropolis, he holds on the Pitan monopolies," Cards appeared in his hand. "For performing suprising illusions, and creating eccentric confusions." he threw the cards behind him, and they poofed away in flames once they hit the ground. He popped his knuckles, and snapped his fingers. Light filled the area, and shined brighter than the lights they had previously. "Wow, this is nostalgic..." He snapped his fingers and pointed at a pile of trash, and it exploded with a puff of smoke. All of the other cats were completely silent. Mistoff sighed, and kept going, doing a few spins and having more things explode. Tugger looked over and smiled. He cleared his throat.
"And, not long ago, this phenomenal cat pulled seven kittens right out of a hat!" He sashayed over, Mistoff pulling out a read cloak. He covered Tugger, and after a bit of 'struggling' to get the cloak off, Macavity appeared in Tugger's place. He crossed his arms.
"Why am I back?"
"Because scapegoat," Mistoff whispered. Needless to say, Macavity was more livid than when Mistoff blackmailed him. The ginger walked back over to Deuteronomy, hissing at cats that got too close. Tugger joined him. Mistoff sighed, and thought some. he then pointed at a random cat behind him: Bombalurina. She stepped forward, and Mistoff turned to her.
"What do you require me for?" she asked.
"You'll see," he replied. The black tom walked up to her, and pinched her ear. She gave him a disgusted look. The black tom them yanked it, and a light cord came out.
"Jeez, Bombalurina." he teased, wrapping the Christmas lights around his arm, "What do you do in your spare time?" Bomb simply glared then sat back down. Some kits laughed. He held out his arms. "Alright, let's see. Who will be my next volunteer?" Victoria raised her hand and stepped closer. Mistoff held out his hand to her, and she took it. He then spun her extremely fast. "1..2..3!" he said in a singsong voice, and Victoria stopped spinning. Everyone gasped. She now looked exactly like Demeter. The kits, and even some adults, clapped.
Rumpleteazer ran up. "Me next! Me next!"
Mungojerrie pushed her out of the way. "Nah, I should be next." Kittens began to surround Mistoff, begging him to change their appearance. He laughed.
"Please, please everyone calm down. I can only do so much. Besides, it's not permanent." He motioned to Victoria, who was back to normal. The other kittens continued to beg, until Mistoff sighed and gave into their wishes. Once he was finished, all of them looked like a different cat. The Black Tom sighed, and walked over, leaning on Tugger. "Good job presenting me."
"Ey, it's not my fault I'm so popular," the maine coon protested.
"Yeah, yeah. At least I could improvise."
"Oh come on, cut me some slack here!"
"Nah, I think I'll let this keep going for a while," he teased. Tugger grumbled and crossed his arms. Deuteronomy slowly patted Mistoff's head.
"Welcome back, my friend," he said slowly, in his standard wise voice. Mistoff smiled.
"It's good to be back. It will probably take awhile to regain my friendship with the other cats. Especially after..." He stopped himself, and shook his head. "Nevermind." Best not to bring up that he killed Munkustrap. Grizabella then slowly and carefully made her way into the area. Everyone stopped messing around and stared. She stepped forward, the cats backing away from her. Mistoff stepped forward and took her hand, pointing her to Deuteronomy. She looked up at the platform, then slowly walked up.
Tugger helped her up, and everyone began crowding around. They began to sing as Deuteronomy held Grizabella's hands. Light flowed around the platform.
(All)
up, up, up past the Russell Hotel
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
Up, up, up past the Russell Hotel
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
They all held out their hands toward the platform.
Up, up, up past the Jellicle moon
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
Up, up, up past the Jellicle moon
Up, up, up, up to the Heaviside layer
The mystical divinity
Of unashamed felinity
Round the cathedral rang 'Vivat'\
Life to the everlasting cat.
In a flash, Grizabella had disappeared. Mistoff smiled. Macavity put his hands on his hips.
"Well, that's over with," he said with a sigh. Mistoff hit him. "
"Hush," he said, and Deuteronomy turned to the large group of Jellicle cats below him.
"Though this year had many road blocks, I believe we have still pulled off a successful Jellicle Ball. Along with so, most of our old friends have indeed returned. " He motioned to Tugger, Mistoff, and Macavity, "I ask you all to please accept them, for their return is, in my eyes, a true blessing in disguise. I thank you all." Everyone, with the exception of Macavity, cheered. After a bit more partying, everyone eventually dozed off. Mistoff sat down in his old den.
"I had forgotten how comfortable this was." He layed down. Tugger sat next to him.
"You want me to put you to sleep?"
"Nah, thank you. To be honest, you'd keep me awake."
"Alright, fine. You're loss~" He said, standing. "See ya.
"Au revoir." Mistoff watched as the Maine Coon walked off. He layed back, rolling onto his side. He then dozed off, his last thoughts being of his crazy year of being in a famous duo. He smiled.
Welp, there's the end. Yaaaaayyyy. I hope I ended this off good. Jebus this chapter was long. So Dialogue heavy. To be honest, the chapter name is kind of misleading for what was going to happen, but hey, nobody died(accept for Munkustrap, but that was last chapter). Thanks a bunch for reading, and have a nice day :3
