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Disclaimer: This is a long one....Okay, I do not own Cats or any of the characters from it. I do own Chelshastin, though. miiiiiine. The song "A Quarter to Nine" is property of 42nd Street, "Castle on a Cloud" is property of Les Miserables, "Seventy-Six Trombones" is property of The Music Man, and "Shall We Dance" is property of The King and I. SO...I don't own thems. ONWARD HO!!!
"The Staaaaaaars are gonna twinkle and shiiiiiiiiine, this evening about a quarter to niiiiiiiine!"Chelsastin belted loudly as she primped and groomed herself in front of a chunk of broken mirror. It was about 8:35 pm the next day, only ten minutes until her date with Mungojerrie. "His loving aaaaaaaarms are gonna tenderly twiiiiiiiiiine, this evening about a quarter to niiiiiiiiiiine"
Pouncival, who was sitting on an upturned bucket watching her, spoke up,
"Aren't you.....well.....over reacting about this a bit?" Chel stared over at him. He continued, "I mean the song! You've only met the tom once and you've already got a song about your first date"
Chelshastin chuckled, "My dear Pouncival, you do not seem to know me well enough yet. If you did, you'd know that I have a song for everything"
"Well, we'll just have to see about that." said Pouncival, a mischevious look on his face, "Try......clouds"
"There is a castle on a cloud!" She sang "Okay....how about trombones?" He saw a broken one lying on the ground
"Seventy Six trombones hit the counterpoint!"
"Ummmm....." Pounce was running out of even lame ideas, "Dancing."
Chelshastin's eyes got a dreamy look on them as she began waltzing by herself around the yard, "Shall we dance? On a bright cloud of music, shall we fly? Shall we dance? Shall we still say goodnight and mean goodbye?" She stopped dancing and faced Pouncival, "Or perchance when the last little star has left the sky, shall we still be together with our arms around eachother, and shall you be my new romance?" She turned away from him, blushing at this last line, but contunued singing, "On the clear understanding that this kind of thing can happen, shall we dance? Shall we dance?
Shall we dance"
Chelshasting began humming. She closed her eyes and took the hem of a ball gown nobody but her could see in her paw. She curtsied, preparing to waltz again, and upon opening her eyes saw Pouncival standing in front of her, bowing. He looked up at her,
grinning, "May I have this dance?"
Chel nodded, a smile creeping onto her face as he held out his paw to her.
She took it, and off they went, gliding across the junkyard. Pouncival twirled Chelshastin. What both of them neglected to notice was the cord from an old toaster lying in their path.
The two cats flew into a jumbled heap, both laughing. "Oh, goodness, that was so much fun!" Chelshastin said, slightly out of breath. Pouncival nodded, still laughing,
and stood. He held out a paw to her to help her up. She took it, but as soon as she was up on her feet, she crumpled backdown.
"Chel!!" Pouncival kneeled next to her, "Chel, are you alright? What is it?
What's wrong?" He queried, his eyes showing concern. Chels sat up, "I think I may have sprained my left ankle. No matter though. I think I can make it home on my own." She pushed her torso up, but just, as soon, Pouncival gently pushed her back down, "Well I don't think so"
"But-" She protested.
"Don't even try to convince me you're fine. I'm carrying you back home right now whether you like it or not. Now, take hold around my neck, I'm picking you up." Chelshastin didn't put up a fight. She looped her arms around Pounce's neck and he lifted her up. Chel laid her head on his chest and sighed deeply, sending chills down his spine. Shortly, they entered the box. Pouncival put Chelshastin down and headed for the door. "POUNCE!!!" She yelled, "WHERE are you going??" "To Jennyanydots' house for some ice and a bandage to help heal the royal sprain, if I have your highness' permission." He mock bowed to Chel.
'Her Highness' giggled and spoke in her most queenly tone, "Fine. You have the royal permission of Queen Songforeverything to fetch these.......supplies. Begone!
And...." Chelshastin was back, "Don't be too long. I'll get bored and then I won't know what to do with myself"
Pouncival grinned, "Don't worry. I'll be back before you know I'm gone. I promise." and with a wink and a swish of his tail, he was off to Jenny's house.
A/N: Well, I hope Y'all liked it at least a little. The next chapter is really great, Pouncy and Jennyanydots scene. She's hilarious and weird. And knitting some random stuff. Okay, on your mark.....get set......REVIEW!!!