Chapter 9
By: Me
"Cassandra? Cassandra what's wrong?" asked Munkustrap.
"Oh! It's terrible! Just terrible!" she said, sarcastically, if course.
"Why? Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh! It's Macavity!" she exclaimed.
"Macavity?" panicked Demeter.
"Yes! Macavity! He's kidnapped Mistoffelees, Sillabub and Victoria!"
The Jellicles gasped. Jennyanydots all but fainted.
"What do you mean 'he's kidnapped them'?" asked Jennyanydots.
Cassandra shrugged. "I don't know," she said, "all I know is that they might be hurt! And they need help!"
Munkustrap was quiet. Then a thought popped into his mind. "Cassandra, my dear," he said, "How did you know this?"
Cassandra was caught off guard. "Um, um, I-I just heard it. And-and well, I knew it was them-,"
"Well, the three are obviously not here so where else would they be?" asked Tugger. "I think we should help."
Everyone looked at Tugger.
"Oh, c'mon!" said Bombalurina, "Just a few minutes ago you thought that Misto was-,"
Alonzo coughed again.
"Well, things change," said Tugger.
"Okay Tugger," said Munkustrap. "Since you want to help so much, how about you get a group together and figure out a plan to help Misto, Victoria and Sillabub."
"Really?" asked Tugger. "Oh Mr. Munkustrap, you can count on me! I won't let you down!"
"Are you sure you want to let that big cluck devise a plan?" asked Plato.
"Why not?" asked Munkustrap. Tugger smiled.
"From now on," Tugger said, "I will answer to none other than, Sergeant Tugger!" He put his paw to his forehead in a salute.
"Good grief," said Bombalurina, rolling her eyes.
Meanwhile, Skimbleshanks was comforting a hysterical Jennyanydots. She cried in Skimbleshanks' arms.
"I just can't belive it!" sobbed Jennyanydots, "where did we go wrong? When weren't we watching them? We protect them as much as we can and now God knows where they are now!"
"Cassandra is going to help us Dearie," said Skimbleshanks, kissing her. "She knows what's going on."
"Yes, but-,"
"Munkustrap'll get us through this, you'll see. He loves Sillabub, Victoria and Mistoffelees just as much as we do and everyone else."
"But why did he pick those three to kidnap? Why them? How could he hurt them? The three of them can't help themselves! They're too young!"
"Jenny, Mistoffelees loves our daughters like sisters. I know he won't let anything happen to them."
"Oh Skimble! Mistoffelees can't help himself, you know and I know how wiffty he can be!"
"He can be serious when he wants to be," said Skimbleshanks. "He is very, very bright. And if he puts his little mind to work he can come up with some doozies to get them out of there. Mistoffelees never thinks of himself, he's always out to help others. As long as my daughters are with Mistoffelees, I don't worry."
"But, he's only a boy! And he's so small! And that horrible excuse for a cat Macavity is so big and strong! I mean even little Etcetera beats him in Tail Wrestling* every time! He doesn't stand a chance, poor kid!" Jennyanydots rubbed her temples. "I just don't know what to do! Skimble so much can happen! What if they get hurt? Or worse, what if they're ALREADY hurt? And need serious medical attention? What if-,"
"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny," said Skimble. "I have a feeling that everything's going to be alright! As I said before, Munkustrap will take care of everything. Actually, being his younger brother, I think I might go help him. Stay with the girls and keep them calm while I get the inside scoop."
^.".^
Macavity stood on the roof of the old warehouse and grinned. He could faintly see the Jellicle Junkyard from where we was standing. He chuckled to himself. He'd just sent Cassandra to go and tell the Jellicles about the three goofballs, and knowing the Jellicles, they'll all come out and try to defeat him and then stuffy Munkustrap will save the day! Wrong. Macavity had a whole fleet of rats. Two rats for every Jellicle at least. He cracked his knuckles. Tonight was the big night: his favorite part of his brilliant plan.
Tonight is the night when he will kill a certain captive.
^.".^
Victoria peered through the bars of the cell. She turned to Misto.
"Misto," she said, "what's going to happen to us?"
Misto had been pacing the floors for at least an hour. He looked up. "I don't know," he said. Then he started pacing again.
Sillabub was getting dizzy from watching him. "Misto, will you please sit still! You're making me a nervous wreck!"
Misto plopped down onto his stomach next to her. "Sorry," he said. He started biting his fingernails. Sillabub studied his face. His expression had transformed from determination to fear. Words couldn't describe how scared he was.
Victoria walked away from the bars and sat next to Sillabub and put her head on her shoulder. "What do you think Mom and Dad are thinking right now?" Victoria blinked. "Oh, I mean Skimble and Jenny."
"Vic, you can still call them Mom and Dad," said Sillabub.
"But they're not my real parents," she said, "I'm going to feel funny now."
"Why?" asked Sillabub.
"Just because," said Victoria. She sighed.
Sillabub decided not to press the subject. She couldn't blame Victoria for feeling weird now. She looked down at Misto and stroked his back, careful not to hit any of his wounds. He sighed contently and sat up and looked at her. "Thanks," he said gratefully, and they nuzzled each other, purring happily. They separated and smiled.
Electra, Etcetera, Pouncival, Tumblebrutus, Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, and Plato all stood in attentive position, in one straight line. Sgt. Tugger was pacing up and down in front of them, screaming.
"Okay! You are all under strict orders! Tonight, we ambush the main enemy," he held up a drawing of Macavity, that he drew himself, "Macavity. AKA the Napoleon of Crime and the Hidden Paw. He is known to be very strong and dangerous, and he might have those weird looking mouses working for him as well!"
"They're called rats, Tugger Darling," said Bombalurina.
"Right! Rats! Now-," he cleared his throat. "We all know that there will be physical violence, lightening bolts, if Misto-Dude uses his magic, and there is the slightest chance that somebody may even be killed!"
His army gulped.
"So if you think you're worthy enough to help our beloved victims," he put his paw on his heart and looked down for a moment of silence, then continued. "ARE YOU READY?"
"Sir! Yes Sir!"
"I SAID! ARE! YOU! READY!"
"SIR! YES! SIR!"
"That's what I like to hear!"
"Hey, Sarge!" Tugger turned and saw Munkustrap. "Are YOU ready?"
Tugger saluted Munkustrap. "I am ready! Colonel Munkustrap SIR!"
"Well then, lets go!"
Tugger turned back to his army. "Attennnn-tion!"
They straightened up.
"Abouuut face!"
They all turned and faced in different directions. Tugger rolled his eyes. "Face the street, you idiots!"
They all about faced.
"Forward, march! Left! Left! Left, right left! Left! Left! Left, right, left! Your American left, Pouncival, left! Left! Left, right left!"
And with that, the whole Jellicle tribe, with the exception of the elderly Jellicles, ran to the warehouse, under Cassandra's lead, determined to save their beloved fellow Jellicles.
Macavity couldn't stand it any longer. He needed to kill somebody. Like right now! He ran down to the cell and burst into it. His three captives jumped. Misto stood up and pushed Victoria and Sillabub behind him. Macavity cracked his knuckles.
"Hey everybody! It's time to play 'Who Wants to be the First to Die?'!"
"No!" yelled Victoria.
"Are you volunteering, Miss Victoria? Why, ladies and gentleman, we have our first contestant!" He easily shoved Misto aside and grabbed Victoria and pulled her to him. He held her in a headlock.
"YOU GET YOUR PAWS OFF MY SISTER!" yelled Misto. He advanced toward Macavity but Macavity scratched him in the shoulder, hard, easily with one paw. Misto screamed and fell to the floor in pain as blood poured out of him.
Macavity laughed hysterically. "Well, ladies first. I'm going to send this Jellicle right back to HELLicle, where it belongs!" Macavity held his paws at Victoria's throat.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!!!!!!" Yelled Victoria, "SOMEBODY PLEASE! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!"
The Jellicles were outside the warehouse when they heard Victoria's scream. They gasped.
"That's Vikki!" Exclaimed Skimbleshanks.
"No! My baby!" yelled Jennyanydots.
"C'mon! We got to help!" yelled Munkustrap. He directed the Jellicles to the door. "Cassandra, is this where we get in? Cassandra? Cassandra!"
Cassandra was no where to be seen.
*Tail Wrestling is = to Arm Wrestling, only with tails.
By: Me
"Cassandra? Cassandra what's wrong?" asked Munkustrap.
"Oh! It's terrible! Just terrible!" she said, sarcastically, if course.
"Why? Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh! It's Macavity!" she exclaimed.
"Macavity?" panicked Demeter.
"Yes! Macavity! He's kidnapped Mistoffelees, Sillabub and Victoria!"
The Jellicles gasped. Jennyanydots all but fainted.
"What do you mean 'he's kidnapped them'?" asked Jennyanydots.
Cassandra shrugged. "I don't know," she said, "all I know is that they might be hurt! And they need help!"
Munkustrap was quiet. Then a thought popped into his mind. "Cassandra, my dear," he said, "How did you know this?"
Cassandra was caught off guard. "Um, um, I-I just heard it. And-and well, I knew it was them-,"
"Well, the three are obviously not here so where else would they be?" asked Tugger. "I think we should help."
Everyone looked at Tugger.
"Oh, c'mon!" said Bombalurina, "Just a few minutes ago you thought that Misto was-,"
Alonzo coughed again.
"Well, things change," said Tugger.
"Okay Tugger," said Munkustrap. "Since you want to help so much, how about you get a group together and figure out a plan to help Misto, Victoria and Sillabub."
"Really?" asked Tugger. "Oh Mr. Munkustrap, you can count on me! I won't let you down!"
"Are you sure you want to let that big cluck devise a plan?" asked Plato.
"Why not?" asked Munkustrap. Tugger smiled.
"From now on," Tugger said, "I will answer to none other than, Sergeant Tugger!" He put his paw to his forehead in a salute.
"Good grief," said Bombalurina, rolling her eyes.
Meanwhile, Skimbleshanks was comforting a hysterical Jennyanydots. She cried in Skimbleshanks' arms.
"I just can't belive it!" sobbed Jennyanydots, "where did we go wrong? When weren't we watching them? We protect them as much as we can and now God knows where they are now!"
"Cassandra is going to help us Dearie," said Skimbleshanks, kissing her. "She knows what's going on."
"Yes, but-,"
"Munkustrap'll get us through this, you'll see. He loves Sillabub, Victoria and Mistoffelees just as much as we do and everyone else."
"But why did he pick those three to kidnap? Why them? How could he hurt them? The three of them can't help themselves! They're too young!"
"Jenny, Mistoffelees loves our daughters like sisters. I know he won't let anything happen to them."
"Oh Skimble! Mistoffelees can't help himself, you know and I know how wiffty he can be!"
"He can be serious when he wants to be," said Skimbleshanks. "He is very, very bright. And if he puts his little mind to work he can come up with some doozies to get them out of there. Mistoffelees never thinks of himself, he's always out to help others. As long as my daughters are with Mistoffelees, I don't worry."
"But, he's only a boy! And he's so small! And that horrible excuse for a cat Macavity is so big and strong! I mean even little Etcetera beats him in Tail Wrestling* every time! He doesn't stand a chance, poor kid!" Jennyanydots rubbed her temples. "I just don't know what to do! Skimble so much can happen! What if they get hurt? Or worse, what if they're ALREADY hurt? And need serious medical attention? What if-,"
"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny," said Skimble. "I have a feeling that everything's going to be alright! As I said before, Munkustrap will take care of everything. Actually, being his younger brother, I think I might go help him. Stay with the girls and keep them calm while I get the inside scoop."
^.".^
Macavity stood on the roof of the old warehouse and grinned. He could faintly see the Jellicle Junkyard from where we was standing. He chuckled to himself. He'd just sent Cassandra to go and tell the Jellicles about the three goofballs, and knowing the Jellicles, they'll all come out and try to defeat him and then stuffy Munkustrap will save the day! Wrong. Macavity had a whole fleet of rats. Two rats for every Jellicle at least. He cracked his knuckles. Tonight was the big night: his favorite part of his brilliant plan.
Tonight is the night when he will kill a certain captive.
^.".^
Victoria peered through the bars of the cell. She turned to Misto.
"Misto," she said, "what's going to happen to us?"
Misto had been pacing the floors for at least an hour. He looked up. "I don't know," he said. Then he started pacing again.
Sillabub was getting dizzy from watching him. "Misto, will you please sit still! You're making me a nervous wreck!"
Misto plopped down onto his stomach next to her. "Sorry," he said. He started biting his fingernails. Sillabub studied his face. His expression had transformed from determination to fear. Words couldn't describe how scared he was.
Victoria walked away from the bars and sat next to Sillabub and put her head on her shoulder. "What do you think Mom and Dad are thinking right now?" Victoria blinked. "Oh, I mean Skimble and Jenny."
"Vic, you can still call them Mom and Dad," said Sillabub.
"But they're not my real parents," she said, "I'm going to feel funny now."
"Why?" asked Sillabub.
"Just because," said Victoria. She sighed.
Sillabub decided not to press the subject. She couldn't blame Victoria for feeling weird now. She looked down at Misto and stroked his back, careful not to hit any of his wounds. He sighed contently and sat up and looked at her. "Thanks," he said gratefully, and they nuzzled each other, purring happily. They separated and smiled.
Electra, Etcetera, Pouncival, Tumblebrutus, Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, and Plato all stood in attentive position, in one straight line. Sgt. Tugger was pacing up and down in front of them, screaming.
"Okay! You are all under strict orders! Tonight, we ambush the main enemy," he held up a drawing of Macavity, that he drew himself, "Macavity. AKA the Napoleon of Crime and the Hidden Paw. He is known to be very strong and dangerous, and he might have those weird looking mouses working for him as well!"
"They're called rats, Tugger Darling," said Bombalurina.
"Right! Rats! Now-," he cleared his throat. "We all know that there will be physical violence, lightening bolts, if Misto-Dude uses his magic, and there is the slightest chance that somebody may even be killed!"
His army gulped.
"So if you think you're worthy enough to help our beloved victims," he put his paw on his heart and looked down for a moment of silence, then continued. "ARE YOU READY?"
"Sir! Yes Sir!"
"I SAID! ARE! YOU! READY!"
"SIR! YES! SIR!"
"That's what I like to hear!"
"Hey, Sarge!" Tugger turned and saw Munkustrap. "Are YOU ready?"
Tugger saluted Munkustrap. "I am ready! Colonel Munkustrap SIR!"
"Well then, lets go!"
Tugger turned back to his army. "Attennnn-tion!"
They straightened up.
"Abouuut face!"
They all turned and faced in different directions. Tugger rolled his eyes. "Face the street, you idiots!"
They all about faced.
"Forward, march! Left! Left! Left, right left! Left! Left! Left, right, left! Your American left, Pouncival, left! Left! Left, right left!"
And with that, the whole Jellicle tribe, with the exception of the elderly Jellicles, ran to the warehouse, under Cassandra's lead, determined to save their beloved fellow Jellicles.
Macavity couldn't stand it any longer. He needed to kill somebody. Like right now! He ran down to the cell and burst into it. His three captives jumped. Misto stood up and pushed Victoria and Sillabub behind him. Macavity cracked his knuckles.
"Hey everybody! It's time to play 'Who Wants to be the First to Die?'!"
"No!" yelled Victoria.
"Are you volunteering, Miss Victoria? Why, ladies and gentleman, we have our first contestant!" He easily shoved Misto aside and grabbed Victoria and pulled her to him. He held her in a headlock.
"YOU GET YOUR PAWS OFF MY SISTER!" yelled Misto. He advanced toward Macavity but Macavity scratched him in the shoulder, hard, easily with one paw. Misto screamed and fell to the floor in pain as blood poured out of him.
Macavity laughed hysterically. "Well, ladies first. I'm going to send this Jellicle right back to HELLicle, where it belongs!" Macavity held his paws at Victoria's throat.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!!!!!!" Yelled Victoria, "SOMEBODY PLEASE! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!"
The Jellicles were outside the warehouse when they heard Victoria's scream. They gasped.
"That's Vikki!" Exclaimed Skimbleshanks.
"No! My baby!" yelled Jennyanydots.
"C'mon! We got to help!" yelled Munkustrap. He directed the Jellicles to the door. "Cassandra, is this where we get in? Cassandra? Cassandra!"
Cassandra was no where to be seen.
*Tail Wrestling is = to Arm Wrestling, only with tails.