A/N MY FAVORITE! Ok so Jem is Munk and Demeter's daughter…simple enough! There isn't much of these two but my sister and I watched the movie, paused it during the mating dance at the Jellicle Ball, and guess which couple we found? and I adore them :D Enjoy!
Whenever the stars are bright, like tonight, I stay up late and wander around the junkyard, staring at the sky. It's calming, just listening to crickets sing and the wind blow through the junkyard. But tonight I wasn't alone. As I jump sprightly over the fence leading to the back alleys, I stop dead. A small tabby cat sits curled on the hood of the rusted old TSE 1.
"Jem? What are you doing out here?" I move slowly, trying not to startle her, but she seems beyond caring. I lean closer, trying to hear her reply.
"Crying." She practically chokes on the word. Everlasting Cat—Jem's always been extremely honest, but she has to be really upset to admit that. Quickly, I somersault onto the truck, wanting desperately to help. Jem and I have been friends since we were kittens and she's always said I'm not like the other toms; it's almost always an insult, but she used to run to me whenever any of the other guys were being jerks. For some reason tonight, I miss those days.
"What happened?" She lays her head wearily on my shoulder and I know there isn't any point in drawing away. It feels weird to talk to her like this; I mean, we haven't actually spoken since the Jellicle Ball and...well... I guess there is a reason Munk never lets me hang around.
"Misto dumped me for Victoria; just like every other tom!" Ouch. I'd suffered rejection too, but to still have to be around that same cat while they're with your sibling must be harsh.
"I'm sorry, Jem... " I didn't know what else what to say. Bastet—I've just decided I'm completely hopeless.
"Yeah...I'm sorry too—Tumble, I didn't want to make you feel awkward...and about the ball, just forget it, I understand; it was a onetime thing." She sat up again and moved over a few inches.
I hadn't meant to end up with her at the Ball, honestly. Everyone was swept together and without thinking, my arm wound around her waist. I could feel her purring and she had turned towards me, pulling my face closer and kissing me. My thoughts went fuzzy and the only coherent word playing over and over in my head was Jemima.
I was tempted to laugh right now; she thought it was just a onetime mistake! No use trying to explain, I'd only make an idiot of myself. Laying back on the cold windshield, I look back up at the sky.
"Don't worry about that. So what now?"
She sighs, relaxing on the glass as well. "I don't know. I think I'm just gonna stay out here tonight."
I smile. "Mind if I join you?"
"Why not?" She gives a half-smile. Closing her eyes, she swiftly falls asleep. She looks happier, sort of like she did at the Ball. I listen to her breathing, still watching the sky.
"It's ok, you're worth ten Victoria's. And for all his magical powers, Misto is obviously blind. And guess what else? I'm not leaving...wanna know why? Cause I don't want to..." Carefully I wrap around her, making sure she doesn't wake up. Before I fall asleep my last thought is, When Munkustrap finds us tomorrow I am a dead cat.
But that's ok.
