woo hoo! chapter three! enjoy. and if you thought Mistoffelees being Munkustrap's son was weird, just see who else I've made close relations out of. (and btw: I've sworn never to do this relationship again. It just came out too weird.)

The next day Mistoffelees nearly threw off sparks, he was anticipating the evening so much. The day seemed to pass more slowly than it ever had before. Mistoffelees fidgeted through breakfast and groaned when he saw that clouds overhead threatened rain. He couldn't really take Victoria out flying if it was raining outside, could he? No, he couldn't, because then they would both get all wet. At least no one seemed to notice his impatience. None of the other cats liked the rain, and everyone had to make their necessary preparations to prevent dampness. Fat drops were beginning to fall. So for this particular rainstorm, Mistoffelees jumped into a broken-down dryer, toppling onto Alonzo.

Alonzo was Mistoffelees' best friend. He also happened to be his cousin. Alonzo was the son of the Rum Tum Tugger, the brother of Munkustrap, the father of Mistoffelees. What's more, Alonzo took after his dad. That black and white patched cat was a player, and he got plenty of tail. Alonzo regularly got into trouble and regularly dragged Mistoffelees into it. But Mistoffelees enjoyed it, because he got plenty of attention from it. Moreover, Alonzo was a strong fighter and a loyal friend.

"MREOW!" Alonzo screeched. "You're on my tail!"

"Well what are you doing in here anyway?" Mistoffelees piped back as he scrambled off of Alonzo's tail.

"Getting out of the rain, you mousehead." Alonzo chuckled as he toyed with his friend while he simultaneously made sure his tail was all right.

Mistoffelees was not feeling playful. "Hey, I have just as much right to be in here as you. More in fact!" he chimed as he nursed a sore paw.

"Hey, calm down. What has you so upset? Besides the rain, I mean."

"I'm not upset!"

"Yes you are."

"Okay, maybe a little bit," Mistoffelees had to admit. "I guess I haven't been feeling like myself lately."

"No kidding. Anyway, could you zap up a fix for this leak over my head? I'm getting dripped on."

Mistoffelees sighed. "You know I'm not allowed to. If Munkustrap found out..."

"Munkustrap will not find out. How could he?"

Alonzo had a point. Mistoffelees shrugged and smiled as he used his power to cover the hole in the roof of the dryer. It felt good to stretch his power once in a while. It relieved the buildup that made him restless at night.

"That's better," Alonzo said as he stretched back to lean against the side of the dryer. "So what's up?"

Here, Mistoffelees sighed again. He burned to tell Alonzo that he could fly, even though he had promised himself that he would save that secret for Victoria. But if he told Alonzo now, word would get around before he could get to the mansion. The secret would just have to wait.

"Nothing," Mistoffelees lied. "What's up with you?"

"I think I'm getting around to Jemima. She winked at me this morning when she saw me staring at her. I'm considering asking Mungojerrie if he could get me a really nice bracelet for me to give to her as a collar. What do you think?"

"Isn't Jemima kind of young for you?" Mistoffelees queried.

"Nah. She may be a kitten, but she's some kitten. I purr just thinking about her."

"Just like you purred about Cassandra, and Rumpleteazer, and Exotica, and Bombalurina, and Electra... I could go on. In fact, you still purr about Cassandra."

"I do not, and I was never really serious about Bombalurina. But I could really get somewhere with Jemima. Have you seen her–"

"No, I haven't. Look, I'm going to brave the rain and see if there's anything to eat around here."

Alonzo closed his eyes. "You're crazy to go out in this storm. I'm way too comfortable in here to get soaked looking for a snack."

"Whatever," Mistoffelees said as he stormed out of the dryer. He wasn't really hungry. He just wanted to get away from Alonzo for a moment. Talking about all of Alonzo's past infatuations had made Mistoffelees yearn for flying with Victoria even more. And the more he chatted with him, the more he may have been tempted to ruin the surprise for her when he would lift her off her feet.

Mistoffelees frowned as he stomped through puddles and became disgustingly dirty. Come to think of it, Victoria wasn't much more than a kitten. Then again, neither was Mistoffelees, though he wouldn't admit it. His power had earned him a level of respect beyond his years, all three of them. Jellicle cats were no longer considered kittens after they turned two and had been to their first Jellicle Ball, but they were still specially looked after, because small cats easily got into trouble. Alonzo at four years was case in point. Victoria was two and a half, so she would be fair game for Mistoffelees.

As the rain pattered down on him, Mistoffelees realized he would need to find other shelter, or else he would be one wet and unhappy cat before the rain stopped. He spied a large opening in the pile of junk next to him and trudged inside. The opening led to a cave in the garbage, so Mistoffelees decided to wait out the rain in it. It was a good thing that there were no other cats there, because he really didn't feel like talking.

Something was really bothering Mistoffelees, and though he could think of plenty of things that would bother him, he couldn't put his paw on it. There was some thing that would not leave him alone. It seemed to surge through him, and made him twitch and moan. In frustration, he used his power to zap at an empty soda can. He smirked as he saw it sizzle with lightning, burning and twisting because he wanted it too. This lightened what was irritating him somewhat, so he zapped at the wall next to him. It steamed as the rainwater seeping in was evaporated in a rush of white heat. Making something vanish just because he wanted it to thrilled Mistoffelees, and he stayed in the hole during the entire rainstorm, zapping things around him, and laughing as they were obliterated.

Finally, the downpour ended, and Mistoffelees could get out of his cave. Using his magic had made him hungry after all, so he decided to go hunt down some of the birds that had come to feast on the earthworms. He caught one, and settled on a box to eat it. At that moment, Alonzo came looking for him. Being in a somewhat lighter mood from watching junk sizzle, he decided he could endure Alonzo for the time being.

Alonzo hopped onto the box next to him. "Hey, you finally found something to eat. Why didn't you come back?"

"I didn't feel like it."

"Right. If you're going to be elusive, I won't bother trying to pry it out of you. On a lighter note, do you have any plans for tonight? I thought we could go over to the alley and see Pouncival and Tumblebrutus. I hear Pouncival found an entire case of tuna cans."

"Actually, I had plans," Mistoffelees said.

"Suit yourself. I just thought you might like to come."

"I would have liked to come, but I have plans."

"Well, what are they?"

Mistoffelees' breath hitched in his throat. "I can't tell you."

Alonzo rolled his eyes. "Oh, right. You can't tell me. You're just being elusive again, always vague and aloof."

"Pouncival probably won't share anyway."

"He doesn't have to share. He found an entire case. He won't miss one or two cans," Alonzo said.

"Fine, I'll see you later." Mistoffelees started to walk away.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I'm going to wash. I got muddy in the rain."

okay, review time! plz tell me what you think!