Disclaimer: I don't own Cats (though I wish I did. Pouncy would be
MINE!!) RUG does. Chelshastin is my own character, however, and I do own
her. I used big words, mommy!! Now, without further ado, chapter 2 of
"Pouncival, the Story of a Younger Cat"
Author's note: I've gotten a better grip on the characters and storyline
now, so please, please, please, R & R!!
Pouncival reached Jellylorum's box several minutes later. He knocked (if you could call it that, it made more of a dull thud) on the box flap that served as a door, and within a few moments, Jellylorum appeared at the threshold. "Hello, Pouncival...." Jellylorum massaged her temples, afraid that he was going to live up to his name and glomp her again. "HihihiJellyI'mheretoseethenewqueen,canIseeherpleasepleaseplease?!?!" Pouncival's words fell all over each other in hyperactivity. "O....kay.....she's just inside. Calm yourself, boy!!" Jelly sighed in exhaustion. "He just has endless hidden stores of energy!! Wonder if he knows the Energizer Bunny......" she thought. She laughed at the thought of Pouncival with a pair of pink bunny ears and sunglasses on, marching down the Junkyard, and proceeded to close the door and go back inside.
As soon as Pouncival set foot in the room she was in, he knew she was the one. His heart skipped a beat, and his hands began to shake. He got that strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. His mind went totally blank.
For sitting on a can just inside the doorway chatting animatedly with Bombalurina, Cassandra, and Demeter, was the most beautiful queen he had ever laid eyes on. She was at that awkward stage between kittenhood and adulthood, just as Pouncival himself was. She was a relatively short queen with a slender frame and delicate features. Her mildly long fur had an almost magical gleam to it. It was mostly light brown, with flecks and splotches of gold, dark brown, and black. She also had a few stripes of orange on her tail, and over her left eye, a patch of dark brown that gave her face a mischievous look.
Pouncival was at a loss for words. He opened and closed his mouth several times, gaping like a fish, trying to get the words out. Suddenly, she looked up and made eye contact with him. She grinned a shy, small grin, "Hi, I'm Chelshastin." Pouncival looked down at his feet for a moment before looking up at Chelshastin, "Erm....Hi, I'm.." Think, stupid!! He thought, "I'm...I'm..Pouncival." He finally heaved out holding out the now slightly wilted carnation. She took it and grinned more broadly.
You can ask her, go on, now.... thought Pouncival, before taking a deep breath and bravely talking to her. "Um, I heard you were new around here, and thought you might need someone to show you around, so.....You wanna come with me?" "Sure, Thanks! I'd really like to meet some of the other cats!! Other than Jellylorum, Old Deuteronomy, And Munkustrap, I've really only met Etcetera.....can we please not see her?" pleaded Chelshastin. Pouncival was puzzled at this. "Why?" he asked. "She scares me...." Whispered Chelshastin, as if she might be lurking around the corner, "She just wouldn't stop bouncing around and talking!! She barely breathed in between huge paragraphs!! Something about a tugger?" Her voice had gradually rose so that not only Pouncival, but Demeter, Cassandra, Jellylorum, and Bombalurina could hear her. Upon hearing her reasons for not wanting to see Etcetera, all 5 of them burst out into hysterical laughter. It was Chelshastin's turn to look puzzled. In between laughing fits, they all explained to her about Etcetera being like that regularly and about The Rum Tum Tugger, tribe heartthrob. When everyone's laughter subsided, Pouncival and Chelshastin bid the other 4 farewell, and the 2 Jellicles, one old, one new, left Jellylorum's box to explore the Junkyard.
Author's Note: So.....How'd I do???? Grood.....I mean good....or great? Great or good. Or baaad. I've gotta admit, It's a pretty corny fic. Whatever. Oh, and BTW, Chelshastin, even though I said that 'Her fur had an almost magical gleam to it' does not mean she's a magical cat. I'm actually sick of that whole "Long lost soulmate of Mistofelees, etc." bit. That's one reason I'm writing this fic. The Second is that poor Pouncy huggles needs a new reputation that's not either a)overly hyper and/or b) Obsessed with Bomba (although I am quite partial to a) So, Pleases, R & R!!!!! Thanks!!
Kassoro
Pouncival reached Jellylorum's box several minutes later. He knocked (if you could call it that, it made more of a dull thud) on the box flap that served as a door, and within a few moments, Jellylorum appeared at the threshold. "Hello, Pouncival...." Jellylorum massaged her temples, afraid that he was going to live up to his name and glomp her again. "HihihiJellyI'mheretoseethenewqueen,canIseeherpleasepleaseplease?!?!" Pouncival's words fell all over each other in hyperactivity. "O....kay.....she's just inside. Calm yourself, boy!!" Jelly sighed in exhaustion. "He just has endless hidden stores of energy!! Wonder if he knows the Energizer Bunny......" she thought. She laughed at the thought of Pouncival with a pair of pink bunny ears and sunglasses on, marching down the Junkyard, and proceeded to close the door and go back inside.
As soon as Pouncival set foot in the room she was in, he knew she was the one. His heart skipped a beat, and his hands began to shake. He got that strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. His mind went totally blank.
For sitting on a can just inside the doorway chatting animatedly with Bombalurina, Cassandra, and Demeter, was the most beautiful queen he had ever laid eyes on. She was at that awkward stage between kittenhood and adulthood, just as Pouncival himself was. She was a relatively short queen with a slender frame and delicate features. Her mildly long fur had an almost magical gleam to it. It was mostly light brown, with flecks and splotches of gold, dark brown, and black. She also had a few stripes of orange on her tail, and over her left eye, a patch of dark brown that gave her face a mischievous look.
Pouncival was at a loss for words. He opened and closed his mouth several times, gaping like a fish, trying to get the words out. Suddenly, she looked up and made eye contact with him. She grinned a shy, small grin, "Hi, I'm Chelshastin." Pouncival looked down at his feet for a moment before looking up at Chelshastin, "Erm....Hi, I'm.." Think, stupid!! He thought, "I'm...I'm..Pouncival." He finally heaved out holding out the now slightly wilted carnation. She took it and grinned more broadly.
You can ask her, go on, now.... thought Pouncival, before taking a deep breath and bravely talking to her. "Um, I heard you were new around here, and thought you might need someone to show you around, so.....You wanna come with me?" "Sure, Thanks! I'd really like to meet some of the other cats!! Other than Jellylorum, Old Deuteronomy, And Munkustrap, I've really only met Etcetera.....can we please not see her?" pleaded Chelshastin. Pouncival was puzzled at this. "Why?" he asked. "She scares me...." Whispered Chelshastin, as if she might be lurking around the corner, "She just wouldn't stop bouncing around and talking!! She barely breathed in between huge paragraphs!! Something about a tugger?" Her voice had gradually rose so that not only Pouncival, but Demeter, Cassandra, Jellylorum, and Bombalurina could hear her. Upon hearing her reasons for not wanting to see Etcetera, all 5 of them burst out into hysterical laughter. It was Chelshastin's turn to look puzzled. In between laughing fits, they all explained to her about Etcetera being like that regularly and about The Rum Tum Tugger, tribe heartthrob. When everyone's laughter subsided, Pouncival and Chelshastin bid the other 4 farewell, and the 2 Jellicles, one old, one new, left Jellylorum's box to explore the Junkyard.
Author's Note: So.....How'd I do???? Grood.....I mean good....or great? Great or good. Or baaad. I've gotta admit, It's a pretty corny fic. Whatever. Oh, and BTW, Chelshastin, even though I said that 'Her fur had an almost magical gleam to it' does not mean she's a magical cat. I'm actually sick of that whole "Long lost soulmate of Mistofelees, etc." bit. That's one reason I'm writing this fic. The Second is that poor Pouncy huggles needs a new reputation that's not either a)overly hyper and/or b) Obsessed with Bomba (although I am quite partial to a) So, Pleases, R & R!!!!! Thanks!!
Kassoro