im in love with demeter. that is all.
(this is a very filler chapter depicting various interactions between the characters and mungojerrie and rumpleteazer. i ust wanted to write it. i think its cute :p)
edit: idk why ffn fucks w formatting but i tried to fix it. it doesnt show up as messed up in the document, but it does when i open the story which is weird. tell me if anything is wrong!
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Victoria and Rumpleteazer being sweet
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The Calico twins were an interesting pair. Where Coricopat and Tantomile were mysterious and all-knowing, gracefully appearing where they were always needed, never surprised by anything because, well, they always seemed to know what was going to happen at any time, Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie were the opposite. The two stumbled through life, tripping and falling until they somehow ended up in places where they could have some fun.
One day, close to when the twins had first found the Junkyard but far enough in that they were comfortable talking to the other cats there, Rumpleteazer stumbled upon a beautiful white Queen. She was humming to herself, while moving very gracefully and rhythmically.
"Wow!" Rumpleteazer exclaimed in her quiet voice. Of course, Rumpleteazer wasn't exactly the quietest cat around, so the white cat heard her meow of excitement, and paused in her dancing.
The two had soon introduced themselves, and within a few days, had started regularly meeting up, chatting, and of course, dancing.
The white cat was named Victoria, and Rumpleteazer was very certain she was the most beautiful Queen to ever exist. She was pure white, with glossy blue eyes, and would tilt her head to the side whenever Rumpleteazer spoke. She liked to dance alone, but said that Rumpleteazers company was always welcome, which had made the Calico Queen blush through her fur.
One day, the two had arrived at their usual dancing spot to find a large, human-made contraption. While Rumpleteazer sniffed, clawed, and growled at it, Victoria had shuffled her paws through some of the nearby junk before pulling out a flat disc.
"This is what the humans call a record," Victoria informed the other girl. "They put it on that fancy contraption you have, and then it makes noise! My human has one and it sounds beautiful!"
Carefully, the two placed the disc on top of the fancy box, and Victoria worked her little technological magic, and the disc started spinning, making slow but beautiful noise.
Victoria smiled at Rumpleteazer.
"My humans call this music, and they dance with each-other when they listen to it."
Rumpleteazer watched the disc spin round and round, eyes wide.
"We were never allowed anything like this," She said in wonder. "He always told us that being quiet was the best thing to do. Otherwise, we get in trouble."
"Who told you that?" Victoria asked, confused.
"Oh, the cat me n' Jerrie lived with," she replied with a shrug. "Hey, you should show me how to dance! Like your humans do!"
Victoria carefully took the others paws in hers, and they swayed gently.
"I can show you how to work the records," Victoria offered. "So you can hear the music a lot!"
"I would love that!" Rumpleteazer meowed in reply, a smile wide on her face. Victoria smiled right back at her, before pulling her over to show her how to make the music.
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Tugger, Mungo, and Rumple, as well as an Angry Alonzo
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When The Rum Tum Tugger wants to meet someone new, or make friends with someone, then he brings them on a fun adventure. Each time, it is new, exciting, and always ends in trouble, but he's kept some good friends from doing it.
When they were kittens, Tugger and Bombalurina had snuck out and gone fishing by the water. The trip ended with them both falling in, and then Tugger had to swim them both to the shore, and then they had both trudged back to the Junkyard and gotten a scolding from Jennyanydots for going out when they were so young.
When he was nearly an adult, Mistoffelees, then called Quaxo, had arrived with his sister. It took nearly two weeks for The Rum Tum Tugger to convince the tuxedo cat to explore some buildings with him, and that was when the other had started to reveal his magic to him. The two had had many such adventures since then, but that first night had ended with Tugger stuck in a pipe because of his large mane. Even with magic, the smaller cat had not been able to get him out, and Munkustrap had to come and push from behind.
That night, Quaxo had tried to explain his magic to Munkustrap, and that his real name was Mr. Mistoffelees, but Munkustrap had not really understood.
Now, there were two new cats, and that meant that Tugger just had to take them on an adventure. He was planning it already; there was a fish store that sometimes left out fish by accident overnight, as the closers got lazy, so he could take them there to get a bellyfull. It would be fun!
The first challenge of this adventure, however, was finding the two.
Whenever they came crashing through the Junkyard, Tugger just happened to be finishing up his beauty sleep, or meticulously cleaning and styling his mane, and there was no way he could abandon either of those things. They were important, okay!
Unfortunately, whenever Tugger was up and roaming, he could never find the two together. One of them was always off doing something else while the other did their own thing.
So, Tugger decided to sacrifice some of his sacred fanclub time to find the new twins.
After sneaking out the 'back door' of his drawer to avoid the kittens, he entered the surrounding woods, where he had often fleetingly seen the two cats in the evening. It was getting pretty close to night, so they might be out here already.
Sure enough, just a few steps into the trees, Tugger heard giggling, and it didn't sound like any of the kittens from his fanclub.
"Hey! New cats!" The Rum Tum Tugger called out, and before he knew it, there were two cats sitting in front of him as he explained the plan.
"Are you sure it's safe to go out there this late?" The one called Mungojerrie asked.
"Of course it is! I do it all the time!" Tugger replied with a wave of a paw.
"How long will we be out there? Are we going to get in trouble?" Rumpleteazer asked.
"Oh, I don't know how long it will take, but Munk won't mind. He knows I'm flighty like this, I've been away from the Junkyard for days and he never yells at me."
Rumpleteazer tilted her head to the side, something Tugger was pretty sure she had picked up from Victoria.
"But doesnt everyone in the Junkyard need to check in with him, to make sure it's safe to leave, and so he knows what's happening? That's what we've been doing."
Tugger simply shrugged. "I mean, if you want to keep doing that then you can, but you don't have to."
"Hey, we see you going over to him alot to talk. What are you doing with him?" Mungojerrie asked in confusion.
"Munks my brother," Tugger replied with a shrug. "I'm legally obliged to annoy him every few hours, it's the sibling rule. Now, do you guys want some tasty fish, or not?"
The two looked at each other, looked back at The Rum Tum Tugger, and nodded in unison.
Walking down the streets, the Calico Twins chatted away about anything and everything, including but not limited to, 'Victoria taught me how to dance,' 'I knocked over a really big box and a mouse came out so I ate it,' 'When we were little queen-kits we lived on the streets,' 'We have never been allowed out this late at night without permission,' 'I threw up a rat yesterday so it must have been bad,' 'What is a piano and how does it work,' 'Why is Jemima so small,' 'Are you dating Bombalurina,' 'Who is Mistoffelees and why Isn't he in the Junkyard…' The snippets that Tuggers tired ears caught ranged from questionable, to funny, to worrying.
Finally, they reached the street that Tugger knew the fish-shop was on, and he turned back to the twins to give them instructions, only to find them once again distracted.
Their gaze had been caught by a beautiful, shiny necklace. It was pearly white and obviously expensive.
Tugger smiled at the sight of them admiring it. It was a necklace that only the likes of Victoria Groove residents would wear. Tugger's smile suddenly widened.
He put a paw on their shoulders.
"Hey, new plan," He purred with a smirk. "We are going to acquire some… accessories."
While breaking into the Jewelry Shop itself would have been fun, it definitely wasn't ideal. Tugger had seen humans steal stuff before, and even places that weren't as fancy as Jewelry Shops would make loud noises if people entered, unwelcome, when it was dark.
Luckily, there were a few houses in Victoria Groove that Tugger was certain he had seen with fancy necklaces. Those would certainly be much easier to break into.
Victoria Groove houses were big. They were fancy. And most of the residents did not think they would get broken into, so windows were constantly left open and doors were sometimes left cracked to let the family pets roam before they returned. I mean, no idiotic burgler would break into houses owned by some of the richest people in the city, they obviously had millions of security cameras and state-of-the-art alarms! Only a cat could get in!
So that's exactly what happened.
The three cats had wandered around outside of several noisy houses before finding a quiet one with an open window. The window led to a hallway, and the three had padded down on all fours until they found an open door.
Together, they pushed the door, and found themselves in a room filled with beautiful, beautiful items.
Scarves and necklaces and bracelets galore! They were in every color of the rainbow, most sizes imaginable, and any material you could think of.
While Mungojerrie took a dive into a pile of colorful scarves, Tugger went and tried bracelets on around his neck, as if they were collars.
Meanwhile, Rumpleteazer had been surprisingly quiet as she shuffled through a box with little bits of simple jewelry, before pulling a cheaper version of the pretty pearl necklace that we had seen before around her neck and smiling at herself.
There was a clang from the other side of the room as Mungojerrie dumped over a bucket of tiny, sparkly jewels with pointy needles on the back. The three laughed after getting over the shock of the sudden clang, and would have gone back to looking at everything if Tugger hadn't heard the thump thump thump of footsteps in the hallway.
"Guys!" He whispered loudly, "We gotta get out of here!"
Mungojerrie was the first one at the window, but it was stuck, not opening, so Rumpleteazer started to make her way to hide under the dresser in the corner when Tugger stopped them.
"What if we just run out the door when it opens?" He suggested.
So, in the next ten seconds, the three had taken off, leaving a trail in their wake as they jumped out the hallway window while a man ran after them, screaming while waving a stick high in the air. The window closed behind them, narrowly missing Mungojerrie's tail.
As it turns out, Munkustrap was not on patrol that night. So, as the three re-entered the Junkyard, laughing and talking to themselves, they were not met by the Disappointing Munk glare, but by the Angry Alonzo glare.
Alonzo took his job as second in command very seriously. He was around Tuggers age, so his scoldings never did much more than make the fluffy tom laugh, and Tugger figured that Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer couldn't have been that much younger than him, so it would all be fine. Who would take a scolding from the cat that called himself 'slink master' for a full year, anyways?
Unfortunately, this did not go as Tugger thought, and while he stood and rolled his eyes as Alonzo raged at them, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer actually looked quite scared, and it was pretty easy to pick up on. Their tails were fluffed out and straight, eyes wide, and they stood close together and quiet.
So, Tugger stepped in, putting a paw in front of the twins and purring quietly at Alonzo,
"Why don't you go and get Munkustrap? He can handle this a bit better. You're going to wake up the whole Junkyard, and you know how Jenny is when she gets woken."
Alonzo took a deep breath, before marching off while grumbling to himself about how I can be responsible! I'm second in command! Munkustrap chose me for this job, he knows I can handle it!
The Rum Tum Tugger turned back to the other two.
"It's fine, Alonzo just gets worked up very easily. But don't worry, I can tell you some of his very incriminating secrets. Once you know them, it's easy to get him to take your patrol shifts!"
Mungojerrie shook his head.
"Is Munkustrap going to yell at us?"
"Nah," Tugger replied. "Poor guy never gets any sleep, he's gonna say 'I'll take care of it tomorrow,' and forget all about it. Not that he would be mad in the first place, really."
Just as predicted, Alonzo came back, huffing to himself, and told the three to go.
The next morning, Tugger found the twins in the woods and told them all about Alonzo, how he had called himself the Slink Master for so long, how he had once mistaken Exotica for Cassandra, and how he tried to suck up to Munkustrap because of the large crush he had on the older tom.
Rumpleteazer had kept the necklace that she had been trying on, and Mungojerrie had apparently enjoyed the outing, so he left to go find his fanclub later with the promise to go have more adventures with the two sometimes soon.