I refused to let this story die! I am sorry for the long delay and I hope you all will still read this and I also hope this will still bright up your day!
With love and load of apology for the wait,
DM
"This has to be the most awkward day of my life," Skimbleshanks mumbled. "Here I am at the top of the highest junk pile in the whole entire 'yard because I'm afraid of a love stricken Havana brown!"
Skimble surveyed the junkyard from where he could see everything. He could barely make out some of his fellow Jellicles. He caught sight of a fuzzy silver ball along with a black and white one who were both chasing after a speeding red and black one.
"Is that Mungo?" He squinted his eyes.
"Yes, that is."
"Oh," Skimble was silent for a second. "Wait a minute, who answered me?" He looked behind himself. "Mistoffelees?"
"Hi." Mistoffelees smiled as he appeared, seeming extremely embarrassed for some reason.
"What are you doing up here?"
"Hiding," He joined Skimbleshanks. "From Rumpelteazer."
"May I ask why?"
"Well---" The young conjurer peered over his shoulder. In a low whisper, he uttered, "She's fallen in love with me."
"You too?" Skimbleshanks asked in surprise. Mistoffelees raised an eyebrow. "And I thought I was the only one!"
"Really? Why?"
"Cassandra was acting rather oddly today ever since I've come home! The next thing I know, she confesses her love to me!" The old marmalade crossed his arms. "What a strange day."
Mistoffelees gulped nervously at the mention of Cassandra's name. He suddenly remembered pouring the juice on her eyes. Thinking that something went wrong with the potion made him nervous. He was very close to Skimbleshanks and the last thing he wanted to do was get him in trouble. Besides, how was he supposed to know the first tom Cassandra would have seen would be him? Still, Misto did feel extremely responsible for the huge mess he had gotten everyone in, himself included.
"It can't be that bad." Mistoffelees plastered a fake smile on his face.
"Ay, it's not," A small glimmer of hope shined in the tuxedo's eyes. "It's a millions times worse!" Mistoffelees gulped again. "Just as soon as I thought I was home free, she finds me and makes it look like I'm cheating on Jenny! Me? Cheat on Jenny? Bullocks!"
"Yeah--bullocks." Mistoffelees mumbled.
"Is something wrong lad?" Skimbleshanks sensed a strange discomfort.
"Uh---well---" The young tom sighed. "Skimble, how would you feel if I told you I know why Cassie was acting so weird?"
"Come out and face me you coward!" Plato demanded. "You good for nothing maggot!"
Pouncival sneered as Plato passed his hiding spot in the old radio. His once close trusted friend was now his bitter enemy. He was pure evil in Pouncival's eyes now. He was trying to take Electra away from him! He would not stand for it!
"Where are you? You slithering, infested codfish?" Plato hissed. Pouncival stealthy snuck up behind the tall, brawny tom. "When I find you, I'll personally dig your grave!"
A mad hiss warned Plato of impending danger too late for as he spun around he was instantly tackled. A blur of tan and brown fur rolled on the ground, hissing angrily as it spun out of control. Pouncival then pinned Plato to the ground with his paws around Plato's neck.
"Vile demon!" Pouncival snarled. He bite Plato's arm, drawing blood.
Plato yelped but then growled angrily as he gave Pouncival a solid right hook. Plato seized the chance to tackle Pouncival and soon they found themselves on the ground once more, fiercely entangled. Plato's arm was dripping with blood while Pouncival's nose bleed freely.
"I'll never let you have her!" Plato grasped Pouncival's neck tightly. "Never in a million years!"
"Ogre!" Pouncival spat. "Insolent Pollicle! Putrid, repulsive, leech!"
"Pouncival, Plato, stop it!" Electra came into the clearing with Admetus behind her.
"I shall never give in!" Pouncival now had Plato in a head lock.
Electra screamed as Admetus pushed her aside. He ran over, grabbing Pouncival by the scruff of his neck. Plato got up, brushing his fur off. He grinned at Pouncival, his fist ready. Admetus growled slightly but managed to grab Plato as well.
"Let go of me!" He demanded, failing his arms around.
"Both of you, stop it!" Electra cried.
"You've come back!" Pouncival grinned, reaching out towards her. Electra backed away staring at him in total disgust.
"Don't you talk to her!" Plato hissed.
"Stop it!" Electra shrieked. "Both of you just stop it!"
Both Plato and Pouncival ignored her for they were too busy blaming one another for the crime of upsetting Electra. Electra groaned ready to cry once more. Admetus was struggling to hold onto the toms who were putting up quiet a fight.
"What's going on here?" Like an angel Tugger appeared with his arm around Etcetera. Electra spotted them, Etcetera turning her to head so their gaze wouldn't meet. "We having a party?"
Admetus shook his head as he held Pouncival by the scruff of his neck. Tugger headed over towards Plato, taking a hold of his tail. He ignored the young tom's yelp of pain. Etcetera glanced momentarily at Plato before she went back to ignoring him.
"So what's going on exactly?"
"That deprived, beastly imp is upsetting my wondrous Electra!" Pouncival declared.
"Imp you say?" Plato laughed. "Ha! And this comes from the devil himself!"
"Since when do you even know what the word 'imp' means?" Tugger asked Plato.
"Since that foul, sordid, infectious dung beetle annoyed my darling Electra!"
"Okay, now I know something is up." Tugger said.
"You what?" Skimbleshanks glared at the young tuxedo.
"I---I'm sorry!" Mistoffelees cowered in fear. "I didn't mean for this to happen! And it seemed harmless at the time!"
Skimbleshanks stared before letting out a sigh.
"I shouldn't be mad at you," He said. "It's not your fault Cassandra saw me first."
"Honestly Skimble, if I knew this was going to happen, I would have never done it!" Mistoffelees hung his head. "This mess is my fault."
"No, no it's not. You were just trying to help a friend."
"Yeah but---"
"Misto? Are you up here?" Rumpelteazer's voice made him jump.
"Hide me!" Mistoffelees begged, hiding behind Skimbleshanks.
"Mistoffelees? Are you there?"
"Skimble, please! I swear, that if you save me from this, I will fix everything!"
"It's alright, calm down!" The older tom looked over his shoulder. "You run and find a way to fix this mess. I'll distract her but make sure that if you see Cassandra, you do the same!"
"Roger and thanks Skimble!"
As Mistoffelees disappeared in a puff of smoke, the mischievous tiger queen appeared. Looking around, she seemed slightly disappointed that she couldn't find her beloved Mistoffelees. Pouting, she headed down again.
"Teazer, I was wondering," Skimbleshanks began. "What are you and Mistoffelees going to name your kittens?"
"Well, I haven't really talk it over with huggy pie," She gave a giggle and the snorted. "But I was thinking of Rumpellees or maybe Mistoteazer. Then I thought about twins so I though Pearl and Petey would be good or if we had triplets--"
"Queens and their fantasies." He smiled.
"So then Plato and Pouncival started fighting over me and then, I went away to be by myself," Electra told Munkustrap. "Then, I found Admetus and I talked to him. That's when I remembered those two were fighting over me. Admetus came with me and he broke up the fight. Then, Tugger came and he helped too."
Munkustrap glanced at Plato, Pouncival and Mungojerrie. The three toms were being contained in an old crate that was serving as a cage for now. Mungojerrie looked sour while the young toms just glared at each other in anger. There paws were bound by some large, thick rope so they wouldn't have the chance to kill each other. Tugger still had his arm around Etcetera while Admetus was sitting next to Electra. Tumblebrutus was trying to avoid eye contact with Electra. Munkustrap's eyes shifted from the little jail cell to the young queen.
"Is that the whole story?" Munkustrap asked.
"Yes, the whole story."
"Well, this one heck of a big mess!" Munkustrap sighed. "Not to mention, we have no now lost both Mistoffelees and Teazer."
"It doesn't make sense that all of them just started acting weird." Tugger said.
"Are you sure there is something you forgot?" Munkustrap asked Electra.
"Well---yeah! Those white roses!"
"Roses?"
"Oh!" Etcetera suddenly spoke. "Plato had some white roses when he came to visit us."
"And I remembered seeing Mistoffelees with some roses too!" Mungojerrie added from his cell.
"Does anybody have one?"
As if on cue, Admetus pulled one out from behind his back. He pointed to a spot on the ground, indicating where he had found it.
"Misto must have dropped it." Tugger took the rose from Admetus.
"Maybe I should go and find him. Alonzo is taking too long," Munkustrap looked at Electra. "The rest of you stay here."
Electra nodded curtly as the Jellicle leader left. Sighing, she sat down next to Admetus, putting her head on his shoulder.
"Hey, there is something on this rose," Tugger was holding a petal close to his eye. "Looks like some type of nectar."
Tumble Bandit-Well here it is and I am sorry for the delay.
CheddarPixie-Thank you and your name rules too. Makes me want some cheese.
Aevany Storm-Ah, my dear dedicated reader! Where would I be without you?
Gen. Kavik-Sorry about the confusion dearest. And yes, Addy sure is a chatter box.
CATSfanatic-I shall keep writing until I think of a suitable ending!
Solitary Shadow-hugglesYou're not dead! Woot!
Bianca Mephisto-I could never stop writing this story! Well, I'll stop when I've finished it but that might take a while.
