Mungojerrie twirled within his blanket, enjoying the plush crocheted handiwork that his mom did for him when he was still blind. He could hear the joyful giggles from Rumpelteazer as she played outside; he woke up to them almost every morning now and found it customary to do so. He felt the sun warm his face as the curtain was drawn, April was gone and the May weather was simply glorious. The weather was mild and there were rarely any storms so far, which meant that he and Rumpelteazer did not get to go sliding through the mud in a while.

"Mungojerrie, Dear."

"Yes Jelly?" He kept his eyes closed; the sun felt wonderful and was lulling him back to sleep. He twisted about in the blanket again, positioning himself so that he was in the sun's rays.

"Could you watch Rumpelteazer for today? Me and Jenny have to go into town and Asparagus is gone with his father," she asked sweetly. "I would have asked one of the other queens but Rumpelteazer prefers your company."

Mungo smiled, flattered that he was more loveable then the queens. Frankly, he was becoming fond of the kitten too. "Sure," he yawned. He groggily opened his eyes and saw her silhouette. "When do you need me?"

"Now, if at all possible," she sighed as he nodded. "Oh thank you Mungojerrie. I must warn you she is rather energetic today."

Mungo waved his paw at her, "Nothing I can't handle, you and mom have fun." She bided farewell as she allowed the curtain to fall back into place. Another wave of laughter filled the air as Rumpel continued to enjoy herself, in what ever she was doing. Mungo walked out of his television and scanned the area for her; she wasn't in sight though. He gave the area another once over, she should be close by. He heard her giggled as he was slammed into the ground and began tumbling. He opened his eyes and saw a light colored paw beside his face.

"Are you watching me today," her excited voice asked, tickling his ear. He managed to get out a 'yes', without inhaling too much dirt, that was soon followed by an exuberant cry from Rumpelteazer as she ran off. Mungo slowly stood up, checking behind him incase she was getting ready to attack again. He saw her bouncing up and down on the old, torn mattress; giving a few mid-air summersaults in the process. He walked over there and began watching her, his head following her movements. Jellylorum wasn't kidding when she said that Rumpel was energetic; that was actually an understatement. He must have followed her up and down for a half an hour before he began to get dizzy.

"Do you want to take a break from that," he asked wearily. He closed his eyes for a moment, hoping that it would help him start seeing straight again.

"And do what?" she asked, bouncing higher then ever. "I already played nearly everything this morning; hide and go seek, tag, I raced, I wrestled, I followed the queens to Tugger then I went jumping with the toms until they had to go for their morning wash and breakfast.... what else is there to do?"

"Well," Mungo yawned, the sun was rather inviting and he was still quite sleepy. "Did you ever think about taking a nap until the others are ready to play?"

"A nap; you mean we could actually sleep during the day if we wanted to?" She asked as she finally stopped bouncing. Mungo nodded slowly to her, allowing the concept to sink in. "Ok," she said before collapsing onto the mattress and immediately falling asleep. Mungo stared at her for a moment, was she actually sleeping that fast? He carefully approached her, the mattress was warm under his paws, and he peered down at her. Her eyes were closed peacefully and her chest was rising slowly; she was definitely asleep. Shrugging, he laid down beside her, the sun and the mattress was warming him up. He contorted himself about trying to find a comfortable position, stopping when he was up against Rumpel's back. Her wildflower scent was soothing and pleasing; he was quickly loosing himself in it. He had his cheek rested on her shoulder blade; her soft fur was like his blanket, plush and comforting; and the rise and fall of her body as she breathed made him feel as if he was being rocked to sleep. He threw his arm around her, it was being crushed underneath him, and her felt her stir. He stiffened up, praying that he didn't wake her; she stretched out and nuzzled into the mattress. She was still sleeping. He closed his eyes, inhaling her scent one last time, before falling asleep as well.

"Wake Up!"

Mungo, still lost in his unconsciousness, nearly took a heart attack. One second he was happily curled up with Rumpelteazer in the sun, sleeping in the silence of the Junkyard. The next thing he knew he was being hurled through the air. A sharp cry woke him up when he was in mid-ascent, he managed to look down and seen Rumpelteazer crouched down on the bed, as if she had just jumped down upon it. He plummeted back towards it, landing harshly, and not on his paws, sending her back into the air with a joyous squeal. Mungo tried to steady himself as she came back down, and continued bouncing, although she wasn't propelling herself very high.

"What's going on," Mungojerrie managed to ask, his heart was beating incredibly fast and was nearly pounding out all other noise.

"You got to come see what I found! It's gorgeous," she cried, continuously bouncing. "I woke up and you were still asleep so I figured that I'd let you rest for a bit longer. So I went out of bounds and looked around for a bit and you won't believe all the human things that I found." She finished happily, rarely breathing during her rant.

"You went out of bounds," Mungojerrie hissed; she simply nodded excitedly. "You aren't supposed to go there alone. Anything could be out there, it's dangerous."

"That's why I came back here and got you," she pointed out obliviously. "So I wouldn't be alone next time. Now let's go!"

She bounded off ahead of him, leaving him on the bed. He took off after her, trying to keep her in sight as she weaved through the heaps of junk and in to the more threatening parts of the yard. He caught up with her and grabbed her around the middle causing her to yelp. She turned and saw that it was him and gave an embarrassed giggle, before her shushed her. "We shouldn't even be here," he reminded.

"It's not much farther," she pleaded. "Just around the next pile; please, it won't take long." She blinked up at him cutely and he caved. He knew the dangers of being here much more then she did, she seemed to have thought that it was no more then a bedtime story horror; like it wasn't real. He kept looking around them for any sign of movements that should give them need to run. They slowly turned the corner and climbed up the pile, stopping somewhere near the top. "Look at that," she said as she opened a small box.

Mungo crouched down and squinted his eyes. Whatever was in the box was sparkling in the sun and playing soft music. He carefully poked one of the things in it, it rocked slightly but it didn't attack him. It must be safe. He picked up one of the shiny things and looked at it. It was as if someone spun gold and turned it into yarn, it wasn't very long though. He saw Rumpelteazer looking at him expectantly, hoping that he knew what it was. All he knew is that it came from humans, but everything in the Junkyard did. He simply shrugged as they continued to browse though it. They found little hoops and small needles with sparkling rocks on it, more yarn-like things, some were silver, some were golden, some had no stones and other were covered in it.

"Look at this one," Rumpelteazer said as she pulled out one made completely of round, white rocks. "It's pretty."

"Yeah it is," Mungo said as he looked in it, the sun was reflecting on each one of the rocks. "Maybe if we bring it home my Dad can tell us what it is."

"You think," she asked hopefully as she fumbled with it.

"Sure, he learns lots of things when he's on the trains; it's possible that he'll know what that doohickey of yours is," Mungo offered. He took it for a moment and looked at it one more time. He slipped it over her neck so it'd be easier for her to carry; he remembered seeing humans wear things like it around their necks. He gave her a small smile before he remembered where they were. "We best get going now though, the others might be getting worried."

"Alright," she agreed as she closed the box. Mungo scanned the area to make sure that it was clear before they ran back to the confines of the tribe. Mungo, for one, was happy to be back in familiar grounds; the sun seemed brighter and the air sweeter. Rumpel, on the other paw, didn't seem to notice the difference; she kept looking down at her rocks and trying to come up with different hypothesis on what they could be. She followed him to the old car, where Skimbleshanks was curled up, having an afternoon nap. She glanced at Mungo, who nodded approvingly, "Skimble!"

The Railway cat awoke with a start and began to go in two different directions at once, obviously thinking that he had overslept and was running late for the Midnight Rail. He stopped once he heard Rumpelteazer innocently giggle and Mungojerrie snickering with her. He calmly, and slightly embarrassedly, sat down and looked at the two. "You think that's funny now do you?"

"Sorry Dad, we didn't think that you'd be so frazzled," Mungo said, trying not to laugh. "We were wondering if you could help us with something."

"Very well, what is it," he asked, peeking at his pocket watch for a moment.

"What are these," Rumpel asked as she shook her rocks off of her head and passed them to him. Mungo watched as his father carefully turned them over in his paws, inspecting them carefully before coming to a conclusion.

"They're pearls," he said simply, still looked at them. He glanced up for a moment and knew by the expression on Rumpel's face that she still didn't know what they were. "Pearls are a type of jewelry that Humans wear; it supposed to be a sign of loveliness and elegance. Pearls are especially rare and beautiful and it is believed that whoever wears them is as well," he added as he slipped them back around her neck. Rumpel beamed as Skimble curled back up and returned to his nap. Rumpelteazer turned back around and proudly trotted off of the car, head held high and a smug smile on her face.

"What's with the smile," Mungo asked as he followed her off of the automobile and across the clearing.

"I'm beautiful," she said simply, shaking her head happily. "And there's not one speck of dirt on me."

"Says who," he asked a he pushed her lightly, enough to make her stumble though.

"Skimble," she said before she stopped and turned to face him, giving him doleful eyes. "Don't you think I'm beautiful?"

Mungo's breath was caught in his throat; where did that come from? She blinked her cute little blink again; she was cute, but beautiful? And she did look rather pretty with the pearls, but beautiful? He could say yes, but she may take it the wrong was and think that he liked her. Not that he didn't like her, she was really fun to be with; but 'liked her' as in a tom likes a queen. Because he didn't, did he? He glanced at her again, her eyes were brighter then he remembered, and the sad glaze on them made them shine like her pearls. He smiled and ruffled her head fur, making her giggle. His breath was still caught in his throat, and his mind was still trying to come out with an answer. Jellylorum's voice interrupted his thoughts as she began calling Rumpel home.

"Alright Jelly," she called back, wrinkling her nose sadly. "I got to go.

"See you later then," Mungo said as he waved to her. He heaved a sigh of relief as he returned to his box and flopped down. He rolled on to his precious blanket and stared at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and Rumpel immediately came to his mind. He was still unsure about how he felt towards her. It shouldn't be this hard to think if she was beautiful or not. Beautiful... Majellina was beautiful. Mungo nearly cried, he didn't think about her in days. How could he be so careless as to forget about her; just by being around Rumpel? She was so much like her that he felt as if she was still with him. Did Rumpel contemplate her brother as much as he did his sister? She already said that he reminded her of him; was it so much that he forgot about him? Did she hate herself for letting him slip away from her? Mungo sighed, he wasn't pleased with himself. Majellina was beautiful and Rumpelteazer reminded him of her; so why couldn't he say that she was beautiful? Why was it so hard? It was easy to tell Majel that she was, why should it be so difficult now? Was it because there could never be anything between him and Majellina like there could be between him and Rumpel? But there couldn't be anything, they were just friends... Mungo sighed again; it was going to be a long night....

A/N: I'M BORED AGAIN! We (being me, Poet and the rest of SAERC) don't get off school until Thursday (very retarded and gay) and I say that with love. We got our tree up and decorated though; a bit of Christmas spirit in the house. Now if it'd only SNOW! We're supposed to get really heavy rain today/tomorrow though, but that's not snow. Sigh. I think that's it…

And if anyone was wonder; Annie was incredible; mainly because it was Allie. So, what's everyone doing for the holidays…?

Chimmy-Lava – I actually wrote 'Chimalmaht' at first and I was wondering why it felt so weird to do that… Maybe I will branch out; I have one in the works that's coming up to its seventh chapter, and it focuses on Demeter, so it's really a branch out. And it will help; and there shall be more things to talk about

Super Poet Gurl – Not only are you a cusser you're discriminative against Quizilla; I swear I don't even know who you are anymore. You used to be such a good girl; it's those 'Dirty books' of yours…. Bad Girl Poet! And yes it war great. I want to go back to Neptune and see Chicago now.

Jemima-luvah – Gaspes. You're on to me… I am going to do a prequel to this with Roquefort and Rumpelteazer; maybe I'll do a sequel too. And I'm glad that you loved this and there was the latest chapter, more waiting I suppose. Enjoy your X-mas break (grumble)

Mystitat – I already said everything in the e-mail… So… Thank you for the review and the permission. And I'm glad that you liked it my egomaniac reviewer.

Nabooru – I'm glad that you're enjoying this so far. Yeah; I suppose that I did make her pretty innocent… and he'll be even more affected later; if you catch my drift. Wink, Wink.

It'll be a Green Christmas for me......