[ (: I still own pretty much nothing :(
LOL I had the funniest daydream that Admetus was a werewolf. ]
*Jemima POV*
"Jemima, you're mom would be so proud if she could just see you now."
I felt something soft under my legs, lifting me from the stone ground. I felt like I was flying, the cold air rushing around, under my arms like wind under a bird's wings. I'd always dreamed of flying. My eyes opened, Alonzo above me. Blood fell from his nose, one of his green eyes swollen, he seemed so solemn though. "Lonz?" I whispered, my head bobbing with each of his steps.
"Hey, we're almost there." He murmured, looking down at me. He pulled me closer, his warmth radiating insanely. His fur was so soft, so… com-…fortable….
"Munkustrap! Come over here!" I could hear in the distance. A set of pounding footsteps came up, another set of arms taking me from Plato as my eyes struggled to stay open. Two hands under me, one holding my hand as I heard more cats. "We should get her to Jenny's."
"N-no." I struggled to wiggle out of my dad's arms. How long had I been asleep. "I'm just a.. bit t-tired. Get Lonz to her."
"He's already there sweetheart, come on. Let's get you back to the den."
*Jerrie POV*
Teazer held my hand, the bag of stolen goods over my shoulder. We'd gotten caught, now a gang of Pollicles were after us. Too bad that bulldog had friends.
Gotta keep One jump ahead of the lawmen Just a little snack, guys I can take a hint, gotta face the facts Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat One jump ahead of the slowpokes Let's not be too hasty
One jump ahead of the breadline
One swing ahead of the sword
I steal only what I can't afford
That's all, and that's no joke
These guys don't appreciate I'm broke
You're my only friend, Teazer!
Tell you all about it when I got the time!
One skip ahead of my doom
Next time gonna use a nom de plume
One jump ahead of the hitmen
One hit ahead of the flock
I think I'll take a stroll around the block
Still I think he's rather tasty
Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat One jump ahead of the hoofbeats
Otherwise we'd get along
One hop ahead of the hump
One trick ahead of disaster
They're quick, but I'm much faster
Here goes, better throw my hand in
Wish me happy landin'
All I gotta do is jump
*Munkustrap POV*
I stared as Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer ran into the yard, holding hands and laughing their breath away. He grabbed her by the waist, spinning her around. They were always very close, it seemed to be something more than that now. The frost lined the window, blurring the view just so around the edges. I looked back to the nest, Jemima fast asleep and curled up in the blankets. I brushed my paw over her head fur. She was growing to look just like her mom.
"Demeter? Will you be my mate?"
I shudder at the memory, focusing back on Jemima as she mewled in her sleep. If only she could grasp what was going to happen come week's end.
*Alonzo POV*
I woke up in my own den, the events after coming to the junkyard a little fuzzy. I sat up, glancing around at the various objects that cluttered up the den. My claws dug through my head fur as I wobbled to stand up. I must have hit my head at some point; everything seemed to buzz. My arms braced against the window sill, ears pressed flat against my head. Jemima had kissed Plato, but she loved me. But that feeling for Plato would never go away.
Plato and Pouncival used to argue over Victoria all the time. But this is was much deeper.
I ripped Plato from Pouncival, Tugger holding Plato back and Admetus, Pouncival. "What the Bast is going on here?"
"I kissed Vicky." Pounce hissed shrugging off Addie. I stared blankly, shocked that he'd been so bold.
"I swear if you ever touch her against her will again." Plato screamed, trying to jump at the shorter Tom.
"It wasn't against her will if she liked it."
"Well next time wait for her. To say. The words."
"Fine. And she will." Addie yanked Pouncival away, pushing him towards his mothers den.
*Tugger POV*
Bomba pressed me back against the wall, her tongue running over my neck. I shivered as her touch sent an electric jolt through me. "Tugger?" I could only moan in response, my mind not working properly enough to think of something intelligent to say. "You know I love you don't you?"
"I love you too." I thought of nothing but her as I pressed my lips roughly against her soft ones.
*Macavity POV*
I have destroyed life. Night after night after night. I haven't been able to describe it for a long time. It feels empty. I'd never been so frightened. Of myself of all things. It was worse at night, because I couldn't see myself in the shadows. Not as I crept through the darkness blood dripping from my claws as I staggered back into Griddlebones hold. I shook off the fantasy. Staring back as Griddlebone lay peacefully out on the bed. She smiled in her sleep, her chest rising and falling evenly. I walked over to her. Standing above her with perfect silence and serenity. I leaned over, pressing my lips to hers. As soft and gentle as I expected. I pulled back, staring down as she still slept. Why hadn't I ever done that before. I must remember to again once she wakes.
*Sillabub POV*
I slipped out of Jenny's den, shivering in the cold of the empty and deserted clearing. Everyone was inside, probably nibbling on mice cakes and cuddling close together. I took a deep breath as I spun around on the soft ground. The snow just barely blanketed the ground, no thicker than a rats tail, but enough to be crisp and crunch under my feet. I twirled through the clearing, perfect and angelic grace. Till I slipped on the ice, and fell on my face. My cheek burned with hurt as I sat up, my paw covering the to-be-bruise. I looked up when I heard an all too familiar laugh. Jemima was at her own den, laughing as she rocked back and forth, she couldn't breathe she was giggling so hard. I glared at her, only making her antics grow stronger. She stifled her laughter, coming over and offering her paw and helping me stand up.
"Well what have we here." I brushed the snow from my knees as I stared at Pouncival and Tumblebrutus. "Don't tell me, a hand me down collar and a stupid expression. It must be Sillabub." My paw went up to touch the old collar, it had been Griddles, but she'd given it to me when mine brooke.
"Lay off will you? She may be a pain in the ass. But she's my pain in the ass." Jemima spat, taking my forearm and dragging me away. We ducked into an empty pipe, shivering as we leaned against the cold metal. "Just ignore them Bubby, their such jerks." But it was hard to ignore it. Tears slipped down my cheeks, cold as ice.
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