Misto and Jemima
By: Me!!!
~A/N: Ok, this time, I'm sure, this is the last part...yes I'm sure, I'm pretty sure I'm sure, o well. There MAY BE a sequel. Maybe. Haha ok this parts a little weird and sappy...at least I think it is. U tell me. Byes!"
We left off with Misto...DEAD!
Jemima watched Misto fall over. "NOOOOO!" she exclaimed. She wrenched free from Victoria and held Misto's still body close to her. She then looked to see who was now fighting off Macavity. He eyes grew wide.
It was Munkustrap.
The others were staring from where they were with wide eyes. So he decided to come after all!
Macavity had just about given up. At least he killed someone today. Not bad for a days work. "Rats!" he screamed. "We're outta here!" Macavity ran away from Munkustrap and disappeared, with his rats following him. Where he went nobody knew, but Macavity wasn't there.
The others started to come forward a little toward Jemima, Munkustrap, and Misto. Nobody said anything, but stared in disbelief.
Jemima laid Misto down on his back and looked at him through tears and just couldn't accept this. Misto, whose coat was usually a shiny black, was now matted and ash-colored. His now dull white face, which was normally alive with the well-known shy smile, and the curious kittenish look, now was lifeless and blank. She couldn't belive that Mistoffelees, who was usually never seen or noticed, was once the hero of the Jellicle Tribe. Or he could sometimes be sweet and quiet, but be a mischievous troublemaker. Sometimes he could be naive and adolescent, but sometimes mature and well mannered. He was a lover, not a fighter; he'd never hurt a fly. But it was his harmlessness that got him killed in the end. But he was still so brave. She felt a paw on her shoulder and looked up. It was her father. She looked away from him.
He knelt down beside her and sighed. "I didn't want to belive him," said Munkustrap. "I thought he was a dangerous, deceiving, no good, fake little devil."
Jemima looked at him and wondered how he could think such a thing.
"But I was wrong," said Munkustrap. He looked at Misto and put his paw on his shoulder. "Misto, can you ever forgive me?" But Misto was silent. Silent as the stars.
Munkustrap got up and walked to the center of the room. The Jellicles looked at him. Everyone except for Jemima. Munkustrap was giving a speech about Misto, but Jemima wasn't paying attention.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of Jemima. ~Ok um, you have to use your imagination here...~ it molded into the glowing shape of...Grizabella?"
Jemima gasped. Grizabella smiled and said "Jemima, don't say anything. No one can hear me or see me but you," she said, Jemima nodded slightly. Grizabella looked beautiful, like she did before her little...snafu. What did she want? Was Jemima dead too? She was so confused,
"You know, I've been watching you two," said Grizabella, gesturing to Misto. "You seem very happy together."
Jemima, once again, nodded.
"Misto was a good fellow," said Grizabella, "I'm going to miss him up in Heaviside."
Jemima gave her a confused look. Heaviside? Misto was in Heaviside? For how long? This wasn't making any sense...
Grizabella understood. "You see my dear," she said, "you do know that cats have nine lives? Correct? But they usually don't come back as the same person. But, there are some exceptions, like Misto here. See, Munkustrap asked for forgiveness. Now any other cat would have been like 'No way! I'm not forgiving you! You wanted me dead!' but Misto wasn't like that, you see?"
Jemima thought she saw. But still...
"Misto probably would have forgiven Munkustrap if he was alive. And because of that, and because Munkustrap IS truly sorry, I'm giving both Misto AND Munkustrap a second chance."
Jemima's heart leapt. Did this mean what she thought it meant?
Grizabella smiled. "If Munkustrap can treat other cats fairly, then he will be happy in Heaviside when his time comes. And if Misto can forgive Munkustrap, then he too, will be happy in Heaviside."
Jemima smiled. "Thank you," she mouthed.
"Let your memories live again," said Grizabella as she ascended into Heaviside. ~That was the corniest thing I've ever written~
Jemima turned her back to Misto and looked back at Munkustrap and listened. At least she knew Misto was coming back. Hopefully she wasn't just unconscious and dreaming. It was too good to be true.
Misto moved his head a little and slowly opened his eyes blurrily. Someone was giving a beautiful speech about...him? Everything finally came into focus as he heard Munkustrap talk. He didn't say anything.
"Misto was, a wonderful and unique character," Munkustrap was saying. "I'm sure he will be missed greatly by all of us."
"He's choking me up," said Misto lowly. No one heard it. He saw Jemima next to him though, not looking at him. He smiled. "Thank Heaviside she's all right," he thought.
Munkustrap was finishing his speech. "So now, we will all give a final goodbye to Mr. Mistoffelees," he said.
Misto spoke up this time. "Hey! Are you just gonna stop there? There's way more than that!" he propped himself up on his elbows and sat up slightly.
"What? You're alive! You little fraud! You, you -," said Munkustrap. He got a hold of himself.
Jemima whirled around, as she did though; she accidentally slapped him in the face. *
"Ow!"
"Misto? Oh!" she exclaimed with relief. She threw herself on top of him.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" he said. She must have been crushing at least two broken ribs or something. Because that was the most painful hug he'd ever experienced. *
Jemima gasped. "Sorry! Sorry!" she said.
"No, no, it's okay, really," he said, "just hold on a bit huh?" he sat on his knees and bent over with pain and winced. The pain decreased somewhat and he straightened up and faced Jemima. Both were kneeling down, facing each other.*
"Hey, thanks for saving me," said Jemima.
Misto smiled. "No problem," he said. They nuzzled each other for a bit.
Meanwhile, Tugger was confused. "Wait," he said to Bomby, "he was never dead?"
"Oh shut up, don't ruin the moment," she said smiling. "This was so cute," she thought.
Munkustrap rolled his eyes. He walked to his daughter and Misto. "Misto," he said.
Jemima and Misto separated looked at him. "Look," he said, "I was wrong. I seemed to have, well, misjudged your character. So uh, could you forgive me? Huh? I mean, I'll understand if you don't want to I have been a jerk lately -,"
"Apology accepted," said Misto. Grizabella was right.
"And you guys can...get married if you want..." said Munkustrap.
Misto and Jemima smiled at each other and kissed as if they've never kissed before. Eventually they wound up on the floor. Munkustrap shook his head.
The others tilted their head to one side and said "Awwww."
Victoria looked at Tumble. "Hey um, thanks for catching me when I fell," she said,
"Hm?" Tumble, trying to remember. "Oh yeah, well, uh," he shrugged. "It was um, you know I didn't want anyone to get hurt, you know, because of the whole 'team' thing and -,"
"It was really nice of you. Nobody's ever done that to me before. You know, saved me."
Tumble smiled at her. "Yeah, well,"
Victoria kissed him on the cheek. Tumble looked with wide eyes. They both got very red and smiled timidly.
"I still don't get it," said Tugger.
"Mmm, now wasn't that a nice story?" said Teazer.
"Quite," said Jerrie.
"You know, they really should put something like this on fanfiction dot net," she said.
"Hmmm..." they both said.
Alonzo sighed. "Eezent eet manifeeg?" he said.
"Zo romantic..." said Babette, "eet eez a purrr-fect ending!"
"No, my delectable," said Alonzo, "Eet eez a purrr-fect - beginning."
***Misto and Jemima separated finally. She pressed their foreheads against each other's and smiled happily. Misto picked her up and brought them to a place Misto conjured up, where no one else could see. It was a place that was on a cloud, high above the Jellicle Moon, magical and more wonderful then Heaviside itself. Jemima was in a beautiful ball gown, and they waltzed until they couldn't any more and stopped. They stood close together. Misto touched Jemima's cheek; they closed their eyes, and kissed.
And all around them were stars, that were never blocked by clouds or junk, but shone brightly all the time to guide Misto and Jemima***
So that's the end of the story about Misto and Jemima. Tumble and Vicki eventually got married, Tugger and Bomby were sometimes together, sometimes not, and Alonzo and Babette were just being lovebirds and went to Paris, and Mungo and Teazer kept stealing stuff, as usual. As for Demeter...she still has yet to find a boyfriend. ~Shrug~ and Munkustrap became the happy grandfather of two wonderful kittens.
~THE END~
*This was a scene from the movie "Anastasia". I put it in here because it's the cutest scene in the world and I thought of it when I was wrting this.
By: Me!!!
~A/N: Ok, this time, I'm sure, this is the last part...yes I'm sure, I'm pretty sure I'm sure, o well. There MAY BE a sequel. Maybe. Haha ok this parts a little weird and sappy...at least I think it is. U tell me. Byes!"
We left off with Misto...DEAD!
Jemima watched Misto fall over. "NOOOOO!" she exclaimed. She wrenched free from Victoria and held Misto's still body close to her. She then looked to see who was now fighting off Macavity. He eyes grew wide.
It was Munkustrap.
The others were staring from where they were with wide eyes. So he decided to come after all!
Macavity had just about given up. At least he killed someone today. Not bad for a days work. "Rats!" he screamed. "We're outta here!" Macavity ran away from Munkustrap and disappeared, with his rats following him. Where he went nobody knew, but Macavity wasn't there.
The others started to come forward a little toward Jemima, Munkustrap, and Misto. Nobody said anything, but stared in disbelief.
Jemima laid Misto down on his back and looked at him through tears and just couldn't accept this. Misto, whose coat was usually a shiny black, was now matted and ash-colored. His now dull white face, which was normally alive with the well-known shy smile, and the curious kittenish look, now was lifeless and blank. She couldn't belive that Mistoffelees, who was usually never seen or noticed, was once the hero of the Jellicle Tribe. Or he could sometimes be sweet and quiet, but be a mischievous troublemaker. Sometimes he could be naive and adolescent, but sometimes mature and well mannered. He was a lover, not a fighter; he'd never hurt a fly. But it was his harmlessness that got him killed in the end. But he was still so brave. She felt a paw on her shoulder and looked up. It was her father. She looked away from him.
He knelt down beside her and sighed. "I didn't want to belive him," said Munkustrap. "I thought he was a dangerous, deceiving, no good, fake little devil."
Jemima looked at him and wondered how he could think such a thing.
"But I was wrong," said Munkustrap. He looked at Misto and put his paw on his shoulder. "Misto, can you ever forgive me?" But Misto was silent. Silent as the stars.
Munkustrap got up and walked to the center of the room. The Jellicles looked at him. Everyone except for Jemima. Munkustrap was giving a speech about Misto, but Jemima wasn't paying attention.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of Jemima. ~Ok um, you have to use your imagination here...~ it molded into the glowing shape of...Grizabella?"
Jemima gasped. Grizabella smiled and said "Jemima, don't say anything. No one can hear me or see me but you," she said, Jemima nodded slightly. Grizabella looked beautiful, like she did before her little...snafu. What did she want? Was Jemima dead too? She was so confused,
"You know, I've been watching you two," said Grizabella, gesturing to Misto. "You seem very happy together."
Jemima, once again, nodded.
"Misto was a good fellow," said Grizabella, "I'm going to miss him up in Heaviside."
Jemima gave her a confused look. Heaviside? Misto was in Heaviside? For how long? This wasn't making any sense...
Grizabella understood. "You see my dear," she said, "you do know that cats have nine lives? Correct? But they usually don't come back as the same person. But, there are some exceptions, like Misto here. See, Munkustrap asked for forgiveness. Now any other cat would have been like 'No way! I'm not forgiving you! You wanted me dead!' but Misto wasn't like that, you see?"
Jemima thought she saw. But still...
"Misto probably would have forgiven Munkustrap if he was alive. And because of that, and because Munkustrap IS truly sorry, I'm giving both Misto AND Munkustrap a second chance."
Jemima's heart leapt. Did this mean what she thought it meant?
Grizabella smiled. "If Munkustrap can treat other cats fairly, then he will be happy in Heaviside when his time comes. And if Misto can forgive Munkustrap, then he too, will be happy in Heaviside."
Jemima smiled. "Thank you," she mouthed.
"Let your memories live again," said Grizabella as she ascended into Heaviside. ~That was the corniest thing I've ever written~
Jemima turned her back to Misto and looked back at Munkustrap and listened. At least she knew Misto was coming back. Hopefully she wasn't just unconscious and dreaming. It was too good to be true.
Misto moved his head a little and slowly opened his eyes blurrily. Someone was giving a beautiful speech about...him? Everything finally came into focus as he heard Munkustrap talk. He didn't say anything.
"Misto was, a wonderful and unique character," Munkustrap was saying. "I'm sure he will be missed greatly by all of us."
"He's choking me up," said Misto lowly. No one heard it. He saw Jemima next to him though, not looking at him. He smiled. "Thank Heaviside she's all right," he thought.
Munkustrap was finishing his speech. "So now, we will all give a final goodbye to Mr. Mistoffelees," he said.
Misto spoke up this time. "Hey! Are you just gonna stop there? There's way more than that!" he propped himself up on his elbows and sat up slightly.
"What? You're alive! You little fraud! You, you -," said Munkustrap. He got a hold of himself.
Jemima whirled around, as she did though; she accidentally slapped him in the face. *
"Ow!"
"Misto? Oh!" she exclaimed with relief. She threw herself on top of him.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" he said. She must have been crushing at least two broken ribs or something. Because that was the most painful hug he'd ever experienced. *
Jemima gasped. "Sorry! Sorry!" she said.
"No, no, it's okay, really," he said, "just hold on a bit huh?" he sat on his knees and bent over with pain and winced. The pain decreased somewhat and he straightened up and faced Jemima. Both were kneeling down, facing each other.*
"Hey, thanks for saving me," said Jemima.
Misto smiled. "No problem," he said. They nuzzled each other for a bit.
Meanwhile, Tugger was confused. "Wait," he said to Bomby, "he was never dead?"
"Oh shut up, don't ruin the moment," she said smiling. "This was so cute," she thought.
Munkustrap rolled his eyes. He walked to his daughter and Misto. "Misto," he said.
Jemima and Misto separated looked at him. "Look," he said, "I was wrong. I seemed to have, well, misjudged your character. So uh, could you forgive me? Huh? I mean, I'll understand if you don't want to I have been a jerk lately -,"
"Apology accepted," said Misto. Grizabella was right.
"And you guys can...get married if you want..." said Munkustrap.
Misto and Jemima smiled at each other and kissed as if they've never kissed before. Eventually they wound up on the floor. Munkustrap shook his head.
The others tilted their head to one side and said "Awwww."
Victoria looked at Tumble. "Hey um, thanks for catching me when I fell," she said,
"Hm?" Tumble, trying to remember. "Oh yeah, well, uh," he shrugged. "It was um, you know I didn't want anyone to get hurt, you know, because of the whole 'team' thing and -,"
"It was really nice of you. Nobody's ever done that to me before. You know, saved me."
Tumble smiled at her. "Yeah, well,"
Victoria kissed him on the cheek. Tumble looked with wide eyes. They both got very red and smiled timidly.
"I still don't get it," said Tugger.
"Mmm, now wasn't that a nice story?" said Teazer.
"Quite," said Jerrie.
"You know, they really should put something like this on fanfiction dot net," she said.
"Hmmm..." they both said.
Alonzo sighed. "Eezent eet manifeeg?" he said.
"Zo romantic..." said Babette, "eet eez a purrr-fect ending!"
"No, my delectable," said Alonzo, "Eet eez a purrr-fect - beginning."
***Misto and Jemima separated finally. She pressed their foreheads against each other's and smiled happily. Misto picked her up and brought them to a place Misto conjured up, where no one else could see. It was a place that was on a cloud, high above the Jellicle Moon, magical and more wonderful then Heaviside itself. Jemima was in a beautiful ball gown, and they waltzed until they couldn't any more and stopped. They stood close together. Misto touched Jemima's cheek; they closed their eyes, and kissed.
And all around them were stars, that were never blocked by clouds or junk, but shone brightly all the time to guide Misto and Jemima***
So that's the end of the story about Misto and Jemima. Tumble and Vicki eventually got married, Tugger and Bomby were sometimes together, sometimes not, and Alonzo and Babette were just being lovebirds and went to Paris, and Mungo and Teazer kept stealing stuff, as usual. As for Demeter...she still has yet to find a boyfriend. ~Shrug~ and Munkustrap became the happy grandfather of two wonderful kittens.
~THE END~
*This was a scene from the movie "Anastasia". I put it in here because it's the cutest scene in the world and I thought of it when I was wrting this.
