Queen of Hearts
written by Lilac.
Contact: hikari_no_willpower@hotmail.com
Dsclmr: Demeter, Munkustrap and all other characters from CATs don't belong to me. I am making no material profit from this fanfic and if you sue me, I will hurt you grievously. I'm sure Macavity's out there somewhere and if I pay him he's sure to do me a favour and hurt someone … heeheehee…
A/N: I've been trying to write for ages now and finally decided upon doing this fic. It's based around Demeter, one of my favourite characters. Short, but perhaps not so sweet. Please read and review, it'll only take a minute of your time. I don't consider this my best work, but it's nice for a bit of reflection and relaxation.
Demeter and Bomba are best friends in this, not sisters. This is a Munku/Demi pairing fic as well, though you may interpret it as Macavity/Demi if you like. Just to clarify.
It is time for the Jellicle Ball. I wonder if he'll show up. I feel tense, like I'm waiting for him to pounce. It's dark, and cold. I can feel Munkustrap's hand on my arm, trying to reassure me. I must admit, I feel safer with him here. Though Macavity coulds probably kill Munku if he tried … but I don't want to think about that. I can only hope for the best.
I can faintly make out Bombalurina's outline. She's crouched next to Tugger and Jellylorum. She's shivering slightly. My best friend always tries to give the impression that she's not afraid of Macavity, but I know she is. As frightened as she is though, I can see that she's ready to throw herself in front of me at any second, should Macavity come. They all want to protect me: Munku, Bomba, everyone. It's sweet of them but I'm not as fragile as everyone seems to think. I can fight Macavity myself.
The other members of the tribe are huddled together. Etcetera, Victoria, Misto, and Cassandra are nearest to us. They're whispering excitedly, throwing nervous looks around them. At the far side of the Junkyard I can see Alonzo, Tumble, Plato and Electra. They're all giving me pitiful looks and smiling as if they want to hug me. I hate it when anyone does that. When will they realize I'm not a nervous wreck?
"Are you feeling okay, Demi?" Munku whispers, nuzzling me.
I sigh. "Yes." I'm grateful for his love and protection, but at the same time I'm annoyed. But I know he only wants to help me, so I nuzzle him back and purr quietly. "I'm tired," I add. It's an utter lie - I just want to close my eyes and drift away from this world where nobody thinks I have any courage.
"Go to sleep then, Demi. I'll make sure nothing gets to you."
I sigh gratefully, close my eyes and rest my head on Munku. The last thing I hear before sleep overtakes me is a quiet whisper from Jellylorum, obviously a remark about me: "Sometimes I think she never stopped loving Macavity. Do you think she's dreaming of him?"
That's for me to know.