Hi again! I'm excited to write this chapter!
SummerRose12: Well, if you're a blonde, but you're a brunette, that makes you a pineapple! We're finding more and more pineapples these days. Funny thing is, I'm a blonde, but I'm not a blonde. It took another pineapple ten minutes to figure that out. And if you can imagine Majestic completely flipping out cause of the surprise, that mean's I've done a decent job in developing the characters! Yay!
RamRamCaramelle: Thank a sparkly blue one I found at Michael's. I get completely mesmerized by twirling it around and around. I've been dying to include it somewhere in my stories.
Evanne Taylor: Yes, yes it could.
It was dark and calm when Mistoffelees slipped out of his pipe and made his way towards Majestic and Shimmer's den. In his paws he had two things: an empty glass vial and a small bag.
"Why did I let Bomba convince me to do this?" he groaned to himself. Silently, he slipped into the cardboard box, placing the small bag on the ground in front of the curtain. Quietly, he made his way towards the two slumbering queens. Regretting it greatly, Misto held out his paws, holding the vial in one of them. Closing his eyes, he muttered an incantation in his head, then opened them to watch the purple-ish-white light fly out of Majestic and into the vial. He sighed and turned to make his escape.
Majestic yawned, rolling over onto her stomach. She opened her eyes, then stretched.
"Good morning," a happy little voice said.
Exactly! Today's your birthday! You turn fourteen! You're an adult now! another little voice said.
'Shut up,' Majestic told her mind. Then she got up and smiled a Shimmer, who was standing in front of her, holding her paws behind her back. "What do you have there?" she asked.
Shimmer smiled grandly and pulled out a sparkling flower. Magic's violet eyes lit up, and she gasped. Taking the flower, she said, "Oh....it's so beautiful. Where did you get it?"
"There's a bunch of flowers over near the pond. I got Misto to make it all sparkly," Shimmer said. "Happy birthday!"
Majestic smiled and pulled her little sister, the only one who knew about her birthday, into a hug. When she looked over her sister, she noticed a small mesh bag in front of the curtain. "What's that?" she asked. Shimmer whipped around, looking for what could possibly be there. Her eyes widened when she saw the bag.
"I have...no idea," she said, hoping that whatever it was, it wasn't a birthday present.
Majestic went over and picked up the little bag. Attached to it was a small paper, with 'Happy Birthday' written on it in neat script. She frowned, then opened the bag to see what was inside it. Majestic gasped again, pulling out a glass stone that looked like it had been made out of water. There were several more inside, all of them different shapes and sizes.
The black and violet queen poured the rest into her paws, then went and arranged them in a neat little pile on top of the flipped over box she and Shimmer used as a small table. She picked her flower back up, and stuck it in the middle of them so that it stood up straight. Magic choose to ignore the fact that the note had used the term she didn't want to hear.
Later, Majestic and Shimmer emerged from their den. Majestic had devoted most of the time after finding the stones to making Shimmer's fur look as nice as possible. She then had spent a few minutes cleaning herself up, making no effort to do anything outstanding or special.
"Magic!" a voice called. The queen turned to see Bombalurina walking up to her. "Could you come and do something for me real quick?"
"Umm, okay?" Majestic said. She bent down next to Shimmer, and without taking her eyes off of Bomba, said: "Go and see Tristam or something. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Shimmer nodded, then skipped off, leaving her sister with the scarlet queen. After a few minutes, she got to the clearing, that had been cleared out and swept for the Jellicle ball. She saw Jemima, and decide to go and talk to the small queen. "Hi, Jem!" she said.
"Oh, hi, Shimmer," Jemima said. She craned her neck in the direction that Shimmer had come from. "Where's Magic?" she asked.
"Bomba needed her for something," Shimmer said, climbing up onto the tire next to Jemima. "She should be here in a few minutes."
"Bomba got her? Good," Jemima said, settling next to the gold princess.
"Why is that good?" Shimmer asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Hey, Jem! Did Bombalurina get Magic yet?" Etcetera asked, bouncing up with Electra. Jemima nodded. Misto came up after Etcy and Lec.
"She got her, you say?" he asked. A loud scream followed his question, coming from somewhere in the junkyard. Mistoffelees cringed at the sound. "Yeah. She got her. I am dead meat," he groaned.
Electra's brow was furrowed. "Couldn't Magic just blast Bomba to smithereens?" she asked.
"That's why I'm dead meat," Misto said. "Bomba convinced me to take her powers away, just until she's back out here."
"Ohhhhhh.....Misto's in trouble," Etcy said.
Majestic followed Bombalurina towards her den. She silently wondered what the red queen would want with her. Bomba gestured for her to go into the den before her. Magic entered cautiously. "So, what did you need again?" she asked.
Bomba quietly locked the door behind them. "Just your cooperation."
"What?!" Majestic said, whipping around to see the red queen grinning evilly.
"Now, into the water," she said. For the first time, Magic noticed a large tin washtub that was filled with steaming water. Her immediate reaction was to relocate anywhere but here.
Bombalurina must have guessed what her plan was. "Not going to happen, little queen. Misto can be quite helpful, he can." Catching her by surprise, Bomba grabbed Majestic by the scruff of her neck and put her in the water.
Filled with anger, Magic let out a blood-curdleing scream.
"No use," the scarlet queen said happily as she began to scrub Majestic's fur. The black and purple queen bit her lip to keep from saying something that would only anger Bomba, then closed her eyes to prevent any soap from getting in them.
After having being scrubbed until her skin was pink underneath, Bombalurina allowed her to get out of the now cold water.
"The good thing about having thieves is that they can rig the dens to get electricity," she muttered, pulling in a hair dryer.
"W-why are you d-doing this?" she asked, her teeth chattering.
"Out of the goodness of my heart," Bomba said, flipping a switch on the dryer, causing the thing to roar to life and Majestic jump a foot in the air. "Calm down," Bomba said, picking up a brush and turning the dryer on Magic. She started yanking the brush through the black and purple blob in front of her. Magic yelped when she came upon a rather large knot. "No pain, no gain," Bomba insisted.
After the painful process was done, Majestic's fur was unknotted, but very, very pouffy. "And now the products come into play," Bombalurina said, steering Majestic to a swivel chair that didn't have a back anymore.
"Do I have to do this?" Magic asked quietly.
"Do you want to go to the ball looking like a fluffball?" Bomba asked, tilting the mirror hanging on the wall so Majestic could see her reflection. The black and purple queen cringed.
"Get on with it," she muttered, closing her eyes.
Tumblebrutus and Pouncival wrestled on the ground, bored of waiting for the ball. Out of no where, their mother appeared.
"Tumblebrutus! Pouncival!" she snapped. "Now you've gone and gotten your fur all dirty! Again! Go clean up!" Jennyanydots said, pointing in the direction of their den.
"But Mom-" Pounce started, not wanting to clean his fur again.
"Don't 'But Mom' me. You're the one rolling around in the dirt. Go!" she said. Tumble and Pounce walked towards their home, still shoving each other every once in a while. Jenny followed her sons, leaving the rest of the clearing watching after them.
"Somebody's nerves are running high," Admetus said. He leaned on the TSE 1, then promptly fell over. Etcetera giggled, then hopped off the tire to help him up.
"You know, they once went back and forth saying 'hi' for about an hour," Jemima said.
"Almost done," Bomba sighed. "One more thing."
"And what would that be?" Majestic asked. Bombalurina had covered the mirror with a blanket, not allowing her to see her reflection. The scarlet queen was rummaging through a drawer of a small chest she had.
"This," she said, holding up a spiked collar. "Consider it...a gift." Bombalurina walked over and wrapped the collar around Majestic's neck, clasping it in the back.
"Can I see my reflection now?" Magic asked.
"Wouldn't you rather get your powers back?" Bomba hinted. She was eager to get started on her own appearance. She started unhooking her collar, that looked almost identical to Majestic's new one.
Anger flickered back into Magic's head. "Thanks," she remembered to say before bolting out the door.
Most of the junkyard was simply lounging around the clearing when a loud scream of "MISTOFFELEES!" disrupted the peace. The tuxedoed tom was then tackeled and pinned to the ground by a black and purple streak.
"Wha-?" he said. The angry figure hovering above him was almost unrecognizable. "Magic?" he asked. The queen looked extremely different. Her fur, which normally stood out in pretty much any direction, was smooth, sleek and shiny. Her headfur was styled to where there was one small lock that hung nearly in her eyes. And wrapped around her neck was a new spiked collar.
"YES, YOU IDIOT!" she yelled.
"Magic?" a voice said. Several gaspes escaped from the surronding cats. Majestic looked up and saw her father standing slighty in front of Munkustrap, who was looking around his father with a shocked expression on his face. Majestic realized what an akward position she held Misto in. Her violet eyes widened, and she quickly stood up and dusted off the fur that she had gone through so much pain to aquire.
"I thought you wouldn't be here till later," Majestic said, facing her father.
"I thought that I would check on everyone before the ball," he said. A proud look swam arcoss his face. "I'm glad to see you're excepting my desicion."
Majestic cringed. "Umm...sure. I've...gotta go check on Shimmer," she said, bolting towards Jenny's den. The queen, in her rush, ran smack into Tumble. "Sorry," she said.
"That's alright," he said, extending a paw to help her up. She gladly excepted, pulling herself back to her feet.
"Whoa," Pounce said, getting a good look at Magic. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, just lemme get away from my dad," she said, pushing past the two toms and continuing towards their home.
Pounce whistled. "What the heck happened to her?" he said.
"Bomba happened," Tumble said, staring after the retreating queen.
Author's Notes:
Sorry this is so low. Vio's computer is spazzing. Didja likey?
