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Munkustrap, Tugger and Macavity sat on the porch of their den. Tears pricked Munkustrap's eyes as he held the confused Alonzo who still cried for their mother, Grizabella. Tugger's tears rolled freely down his cheeks, and he dreaded explaining to Rumpleteazer what had happened. Macavity's burden deemed even harder to carry. He had to explain to the two older adopted daughters of Grizabella, Demeter and Bombalurina, what happened. It would be difficult, knowing how close they were to his mother. Anger pricked his heart savagely. It was all his father's fault! If he hadn't first entertained Grizabella with thoughts of glamour, and then cheated on her with the Mystic, she wouldn't have left!
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Rumpleteazer's eyes widened. There... there was no way her new mother had left her! She...she'd just become motherless a few months ago, how could she be abandoned again? And her heart hardened towards Grizabella. She picked her chin up, and wrapped the shaking Tugger in her small arms.
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Demeter shook her head frantically. No... no, no, no, no, NO! Grizabella couldn't have left! And she broke down and cried. Munkustrap tentatively enveloped her in his arms, his tears mingling with hers.
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Macavity was in the middle of explaining what had happened between Keriae and Old Deuteronomy and how Grizabella left around noon. At precisely Twelve o'five, Bombalurina slapped him for all she was worth. Then collapsed sobbing in his outstretched arms.
The Three Sisters sat on their large couch-like bed that took up most of their den. Bombalurina broke the silence, it shattered like glass.
"You know, Grizabella was right to leave." Demeter shot up.
"How could you say that? After all the trouble she's caused us?" The passion was slowly replaced by pain.
"How can you honestly say that without conviction?"
"She was right to leave! She deserved more than that-"
"You mean she deserved more than us? More than her three wonderful kits?" Interupted Rumpleteazer. "You mean we weren't good enough for her? Just like we'll never be good enough for you?" She continued, and the last thing Bombalurina remembered thinking before she stalked out, was that Rumpleteazer already sounded mature for her age and already full of a fiery passion.
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Yet another short chapter. I apologize! I'm getting there. Not really sure what to come up with next?