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Disclaimer: Really Useful and ALW own Cats...unfortunately. (to the tune of twinkletwinkle litle star)If I owned the rights for Cats, Pounce and Quaxo would be mine! Mungo, 'Lonzo, Misto too, I wish they were mine, it's true......okay enough singing. Chelshastin is mine.....my own....my preciousssssss.........Okay, I'll let you read now. And I present you with Chapter Seven!!
"Jenny!!!!" pouncival raced through the cat door at his aunt, Jennyanydots' house,
"Aunt Jenny, where are you"
"I'm in the living room, Pouncy dear!" Jennyanydots' voice floated through a doorway, which Pouncival went through. Just inside, Jenny was sitting on the human sized couch, knitting....a tree skirt. "A tree skirt?" Pouncival raised an eyebrow, eyeing the neon green and neutral tan tree skirt, "Who do you know that needs-or wants, for that matter- a......tree skirt?"
"Well....." Jenny contemplated this for a moment, "You never know. Better be safe than sorry, Pouncy."
"Alright....And PLEASE don't call me Pouncy. It's so.....kittenish!" "But Pouncy dearest, I've called you that since you were a tomkit!" Jenny said, looking at 'Pouncy Dearest' fondly.
"Aunt Jenny, I'm a grown tom now! Just Pounce or Pouncival is good, thanks." Pouncival sighed,
shaking his head slowly.
"Well alright Pouncival, " said Jenny, puting her emphasis on his name, "What's up?"
"Well, that new queen, Chelshastin, is my new roomate now. She sprained her ankle today, so I need some bandages and ice or coldpacks to fix it up a bit." he looked over to where Jenny was.
supposed to be standing. "Okay..." Pounce thought to himself, "She just disappeared..."
Just then, Jenny came sweeping in, carrying a basket with assorted cat-sized coldpacks and bandages "Wow..." Pouncy ogled at her, "That was quick. Okay, thanks Aunt Jenny!" And as soon as he had come, he had gone, bolting out the door again.
"Ow!" Chelshastin gritted her teeth in pain as Pouncival wrapped a coldpack and bandage around her rather swollen ankle. "Did I hurt you?! I'M SORRY!! I'm so clumsy!!!" He sputtered, his eyes full of concern.
"Pounce, calm yourself! It's fine. It hurts even when it's untouched. Don't worry yourself into a coma or anything. You carried me back here, went and got things to fix up my ankle and then came back and are helping me out here. It's fine"
"Okay, good." Pounce sighed, finishing up Chel's ankle, and propping it up gently on a small can.
He then sat down next to her. "So....." he tried to think of something to say, when Chelshastin began to laugh!
"Chels.... are you okay?"
"I'm fine, "she giggled, "But it IS rather funny, all this fuss was made just because we were dancing!!!"
A smile slowly but surely made its way across Pouncival's face, and before he knew it, they were both in tears from laughing so hard. Chel tried to catch her breath. She rested her head on his shoulder, looking up at Pounce, still giggling. At the same time, he looked down at Chels.
Both cats found their faces inches apart....close.......too close....close enough....to kiss?
A/N: Yeah, so it's a little cheesy and Mary Sue-ish. Oh well. It gets better. Review it anyway, constructive critisism can be good....