Hello again, you lovely Jellicles! I sincerely apologize for not updating earlier; I've been so busy lately an I haven't gotten a chance to update. Thank you for waiting!!
Anyway, I have a love hate relationship with this song. I love the song, but there's so much wrong with how Taylor Swift portrays it /
So enjoy!
The company of cats was thrown into panic again. Everyone tensed, and I found myself doing so myself. Slowly, everyone's gaze was drawn up to the domed ceiling, obscured by clouds that had certainly not been there a moment ago.
Something glowed through the white clouds. It appeared to be a stage set in the shape of a golden, sparkly crescent moon, lit with creamy lightbulbs. On it was a striped ginger queen, sprawled with one leg dangling off the edge. In one paw was a small pink canister, studded with rhinestones. It took a moment to realize that it had the word "CATNIP" in large block letters.
Everyone stared, captivated at the sight.
The queen began to sing.
"Macavity's a mystery cat
He's called the hidden paw
For he's a master criminal-"
The queen tapped the canister. Sparkling gold powder drifted down from it onto the cats below.
"Who can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland yard
The flying squad's despair,
For when they reach the scene of crime
Macavity's not there!"
I could see the catnip already taking effect. A fleck of gold caught on Tugger's nose, and I saw him shake his head to get it off. Old Deuteronomy looked alarmed.
As the queen sprinkled more of the catnip on us, Munkustrap pushed Mistoffelees and I aside.
"Who is that?" I whispered.
"That's Bombalurina," Mistoffelees replied. "Macavity's mate. Knows a lot about catnip, as you can see."
I stared up at her. She gave a sinister energy, sort of like a spider which caught you in its net and ate you.
As Mistoffelees pulled me further away, I noticed Bombalurina flick her striped tail to one corner of the room. Craning my neck, I could see the twins, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, and a grey queen dumping more catnip on the cats below.
I could see the cats moving sluggishly along to the tune of the queen's song. She yanked on a lever on the moon she was seated on, releasing more catnip.
"Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
Hes broken every human law
He breaks the laws of gravity
His powers of levitation-"
She gestured, and everyone followed her movement. I could feel the tug of catnip urging me to do the same, but I managed to resist..
"Would make a fakir stare
For when they reach the scene of crime
Macavitys not there!"
Suddenly, Bombalurina wasn't on the moon anymore. Instead, she was perched on what must have been a bar, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer flanking her. I saw Mistoffelees become fazed by another dose of catnip, and I was close enough to get most of it as well. My shoulder twitched; my body was giving in to the effects.
"Macavity's a ginger cat
He's very tall and thin
You would know him if you saw him
For his eyes are sunken in-"
It seemed everyone had given in at this point. I backed away, trying to clear my head and finding this impossible.
Everyone was moving drunkenly along to the song. I could do nothing but stare.
"His brow is deeply lined with thought
His head is highly domed
His coat his dusty from neglect
His whiskers are uncombed
He sways his head from side to side
With movements like a snake-"
My thoughts clouded. My head moved mindlessly along with everyone else's.
"And when you think he's half asleep
He's always
Wide awake!"
Someone grabbed my arm and tried to pull me away. I turned to see Munkustrap, his eyes glazed over, and pulled myself away from him.
"Macavity, Macavity,
There's no one like Macavity
For he's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity-"
Around me, I could see cats integrating into Bombalurina's dance, most of them female. They lowered her down from the bar, and she slunk across the wide room, towards old Deuteronomy. Cassandra and the cat I recognized as Bustopher's butler stood by her, cowering.
"You may see him in a by street
You may see him in a square
But when the crimes discovered then
Macavity's not there!"
Bombalurina was flanked by at least half a dozen other queens as she strutted forward. I kept a wary eye around me, trying to see if the twins were trying to sneak up on me.
"He's outwardly respectable
I know he cheats at cards
And his footprints are not found in any files
Of Scotland Yard's."
I could sense someone behind me, but when I whipped around, no one was there. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Munkustrap, pawing a dusty wine glass.
The crowd of queens lifted Bombalurina into the spotlight.
"And when the larder's looted
Or the jewel case is rifled
Or when the milk is missing
Or another Peke's been stifled!"
Suddenly, the Burmese queen I recognized as Cassandra grabbed my shoulders, dragging me away from where I was standing.
"Or the greenhouse glass is broken-"
Cassandra brought me to the door, standing protectively in front of me. I was beginning to wonder if the catnip had done something to her mind.
"And the trellis past repair-"
Everyone formed a line in front of the ginger queen. Cassandra faced them all, a snarl curling her lip
"Theres the wonder of the thing-"
Bombalurina stood by Old Deuteronomy, who was looking more than alarmed.
"Macavity's not there!"
Bombalurina parted the crowd as the music rose to a crescendo. Cassandra rushed towards the ginger queen as she strutted forward.
"Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
There never was a cat of such deceitfulness and suavity
He always has an alibi
And one or two to spare-"
Suddenly, gold filled my vision. My head spun, and I fell to the steps with a groan.
"Whatever time the deed took place
Macavity wasn't there!"
Bombalurina stood in the center of everyone now. Everyone was watching. Why wasn't I watching? I couldn't remember. I managed to make it to the front.
"And they say that all the cats
Who's wicked deeds are widely known
I might mention
Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Griddlebone-"
The twins and the grey queen blew more catnip into the crowd, most of it hitting Mistoffelees and the two tabby twins.
"Are nothing more than agents
For the cat who all the time
Just controls the operation-"
Bombalurina was interrupted by a a deeper, raspy voice. "The Napoleon of crime!"
Everyone turned around. Macavity was perched on one of the statues inside the theater, lacking his coat. He laughed, tipped his hat, and vanished again. Next thing I knew, he was beside Bombalurina, his rough, low voice joining her higher, smoother one.
"Macavity, Macavity
There's no one like Macavity
For he's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity-"
I could see from how they moved with each other that they were in something of a relationship. Why did that matter, anyway? I was so tired..
I had no control anymore. I moved along with everyone else mindlessly.
"You may see him in a by street
You may see him in a square
But when the crimes discovered then-"
Now everyone sang along. But I could barely get the words out.
"Macavity,
Macavity
MACAVITY!
Macavity…"
The last thing I heard before I fell asleep was
"When a crimes discovered then
Macavity's not there!"
A/N: Oh God, I finally finished. Damn, that was hard! Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy, and I'll be getting the barge scene out ASAP! Lots of love!
-SAB
pS: I'm begging talk to give me requests. I'm completely out of ideas