A/N:
Awright. So, I started this AGES AGO, but I never had the guts to post it. I started this at the begining of the quarentine, like a few months later after my obsession with CATS started. I then showed it to a friend and we started writing together. She about two years younger than me, so there was stuff I couldn't put in this story. We squeal each time we think it's a good idea for the characters to kiss. Anyways, it's a silly, little story I wrote when I began writing.
I hope you enjoy!
The junkyard was filled with peace, the night was still young, all, jellicle cats were enjoying the pale light of the moonlight on their backs, all except for one young kitten. Rum Tum Tugger.
He was the son of the leaader, Old Deuteronomy, king of the jellicles. He had a beautiful blonde mane and bright blue eyes, and what people would call "a perfect smile". Tugger had gone to the forest to hide from his mother, father and brother, because he wanted to spend the night out of their cozy, little den. His brother, Munkustrap, had grey fur and blue eyes , he had desperately searched for him, his father, Old Deuteronomy, a large cat with a shaggy grey coat, was waiting anxiously at the door, and his mother, Persephone, a tall, beautiful queen with blonde fur and bright blue eyes, was with Jenny, a lady who had a yellowish type of fur with spots all over it and brown eyes, she was Persephone sister too , and also was waiting for any news. Tugger was up on a tree, when suddenly, a young gilrl kitten with scarlet red hair, went up with him, surprising him so much, that he jumped off the tall green tree he was in.
"Who are you?" the red headed girl asked, not recognizing her friend.
" I'll tell you, but first, you have to tell me." he replied, not answering her question.
" Why me first? Why not you?" She attempted once again . He sighed, shaking his head in disagreement with himself .
"Because if I tell you, and you are one of the jellicles, you'll go and tell me. That's why." The queenkit's eyes lit up.
"TUGGER WE WERE LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!" Of course you have… Tugger thought. "MUNKUSTRAP! I FOUND YOUR BROTHER!"
"BOMBA!" Tugger exclaimed angrily. Bombalurina and Tugger had been friends since the month they were born, and were almost inseparable . Along with another pure black kitten, named Quaxo Mistofollees.
"RUM TUM TUGGER GET HERE RIGHT IN THIS INSTANT!" Tugger hoped it had been his brother who had yelled, but to his disappointment it was his father , ready to lecture him all night long , until his mother told them it was really late, and that he had to go to sleep. He was 8 years old, yet , he got grounded every five minutes. Mostly because of getting out of the house without permission. Or getting Munkustrap's hair bright pink. Every once a month… He was quite a trouble maker , as we would call , but he wasn't always like this. Munkustrap, on the other hand, was really mature , and wouldn't get in trouble … he was their dad's "favorite" as Tugger would say, but they did get along pretty well.
In the Jellicle Tribe you could find special cats, magic cats and old cats who each had a job in the tribe..Between them:
Jenny was the nurse and gumby cat from the tribe, she was always checking on everyone and everything to be alright. Skimbleshanks , known as "the railway cat" for he went to the train station and came back with all their mails and letters, convocatories and invitations. Jellylorum She specialized in watching over the kitts, Old Deuteronomy made everything in its place, Coricopat and Tantomile , even being 13 , were the tribe's physics , and helped everyone be prepared for upcoming things . So, what else did they need? They had everything a tribe would need. They have nannies, mail man, a leader, a nurse, and physics . They had everything a tribe needed. No more not less . So , again, what else did they need? They needed a protector. And a second in command. Someone young who knew how to fight. To be serious when he needed to. To be responsible, caring, and that didn't complain when he had to be up late because of patrol. Someone who would give everything to keep the city and family safe. Who would fight even his best friend if he needed to. Two years later, the one of the two most remarkable tomd in the tribe, Munkustrap, turned 15 so he already had the age to be protector, and Old Deuteronomy had chosen a protector between Macavity and Munkustrap. Both had their ups and downs. Macavity was older than Munkustrap, had magical powers and knew had to fight . But he had an uncontrollable anger , which could end up harming someone. Munkustrap on the other hand , was kind , nice , knew had to fight very well , and would do anything to keep his tribe and family safe. But he was yet so young, only fifth-teen so as you see, it was a tough decision for Deuteronomy to make. Almost all the tribe thought it would be Macavity, some, about two thought it would be Munkustrap. The big day was coming, and Deuteronomy had to make a decision, and quickly.