Chapter 12
Date Nights
"Rumpus?"
He shook his head, his memory cut short as his eager queen was a few paces ahead of him.
"Coming" he purred and started to walk in step with Jemima along the streets.
"You alright? You seemed to get a little lost back there" she purred, her tail curling with curiosity and her head tilting, making the great hunter smirk devilishly. "I'm fine luv, just thinking of all the amazing sights I can show you" he winked, rolling his shoulder, it still hurt every now and again. The bullet ripped some tendons and they healed back quite right.
Jemima pouted her lower lip and gave Rumpus a disapproving look. "Well then how about you get back to work on taking me to . . . where ever it is you're taking me tonight, oh Great Rumpus Cat."
Rumpus laughed and nodded, taking her a couple blocks along the city, making a few turns before finally leading her to the movie theater.
"What's this?" she asked but Rumpus shushed her and led her along the back way. They crouched behind a garbage can and when a couple of movie goers walked out, Rumpus grabbed Jemima and rushed inside. The movie theater was beautiful and Jemima could barely hold in her awe of it.
Rumpus didn't give her time to look at it all before leading her inside and sneaking into the 'STAFF ONLY' room. IT was dark and rather creepy in there and it warm Rumpus when Jemima stuck close to him. When the coast was clear, Rumpus lead her up to a couple of the movie projectors. He looked at each one. "Nope . . . no . . . not that one" he spoke softly.
"Ah! Here we go" he said, starting to look around. Leaving Jemima very confused.
"Rumpus, what are you doing?" she purred.
Jemima got a smirk and sly eyed look as he pushed a large can of something aside to show a decent sized hole in the wall.
"Ladies first" he smirked.
Jemima lowered her ears, ready to give this tom a good punch in the muzzle if he pulled anything. First thing that Jemima saw while going through the hole was a group of people, sitting in blackness and looking at a large black screen. But then she heard birds, and creatures like they were right next to her and the screen showed the words "Walt Disney Pictures". Rumpus slipped in and pushed the can back. Sitting next to her as strange roaring noises could be heard.
The out of the darkness a booming voice let loose and Jemima jump almost off the ledge and into the audience. Rumpus had to catch her as a red sun rose up on the screen. Holding her by the shoulders.
"What the hell!"
"It's alright Jemima" Rumpus purred and set her back down on his side. "It's a movie, Luv. Just watch" He smiled. Skeptic at first, Jemima watched and as soon as the first song was over, and "The Lion King" popped up on screen, Jemima was hooked. She saw so many creatures that she wanted to see that lived in Africa.
She was so entranced by it she didn't even noticed that Rumpus hadn't taken his arm off from her shoulders. He smiled, watching with her, smiling when Jemima giggled and lowering his ears and holding her when she began to tear up a bit at Mufasa's death, but she didn't fully cry.
Strong queen, he smirked.
The scene alone brought back painful memories for Rumpus, but he ignored it. Now was not the time.
It got better as the movie went on, Jemima was enthralled, it was when the love song came on that Jemima blushed a great deal. She now started to notice that Rumpus's arm was around and she gave curious glance up at him. He was watching the movie, she never seen have such a gentle look in his eyes before. He glanced down at her and those eyes turned sharp and he winked, giving her a smirk. Jemima turned back to the movie.
He's always ruining the moment . . . wait that was a moment?
Jemima flicked her ears and went back to watching.
It wasn't long before the movie was over, and though there was that awkward moment, it was a fantastic time. They snuck out of the theater and once they were back outside and in the alleys, Jemima squealed with joy. "That was amazing. I can't wait to go to Africa now!"
Rumpus looked at her curiously. "Africa huh? One heck of a swim, but more power to you, luv." He smirked.
"Ha ha" she grinned. "I'd take a boat, smart cat" She purred as they walked along the alleys, heading back to her junkyard.
Rumpus chuckled softly and smiled, not smirk, smiled and Jemima had a feeling he wasn't chastising her like Mistoffolees did. Soon they had made it back to the Junkyard, Rumpus stopped at the side walk, sitting on his hunches and smiling, his tail swishing back and forth.
"Thanks for tonight Rumpus, it was . . . fun." Jemima purred.
Rumpus smiled and stood to give her a large swooping bow. "See you tomorrow night?" she asked rather shyly.
The great cat nodded, "I'll be here around mid rise of the moon" he said and Jemima was about to scurry into the pipes went he grabbed her hand.
Giving it a kiss. . .
It shocked her and mad his queen blushed even more, Rumpus smiled and his chest puffed with pure male pride. A few clinks of tin cans made their goodbyes short. Jemima wandered back to her room, but not before watching Rumpus wander off into the night. He disappeared like a shadow while it was a bit scary, it excited her and she could help the smile creep on her face.
The scary part? Her hand ached to be in his again . . .
Meanwhile . . .
A small mouse sniffed around the darken alleys, finally finding a little bit of cracker, it nibbled and munched its nightly meal.
BAM!
A bolt of lightning night the ground, scaring the poor little critter off!
ZAP! BAM! BAM!
More bolts of lightning, more flashes and even some trash caught fire.
Misto stamp it out though, tired and angry and let loose another bolt that hit the lightpole and shot it out. The magical cat panted, the anger in him just wouldn't cease.
How dare she. . . HOW DARE SHE! He shouted in his head.
"GAH! DAMN YOU JEMIMA!" he snarled and kicked a rather large stone, instantly regretting it when it nearly broke his toes.
"Stupid tart!" he chocked, Misto's ears pinned back as he angrly wiped away the tears, angry that he was now crying like a kitten, angry that he blew his chance with her, and angry that Jemima was seeing someone!
"An ALLEY CAT of all things!" he yelled, lightning crackling around his fur.
Misto sighed, didn't down on his hunches and putting his face in his paws. It was no use crying over it, and Jemima would never forgive him if he let out that she's out of the junk yard. He didn't know what to do.
Defeated in both heart and energy, Misto started to head home.
While a rather lanky figure, hidden in the shadows, took this bit of information as a victory . . .
This too FOREVER! Agh, well plus I'm working on my own comic so that got in the way. R&R if there's any errors I'm sorry X3 oh and thanks for all the reviews! I appreciate them :3
