(Munk's POV)
"Here we go, here's the infirmary," Demeter smiled at me and led me in. I flopped down on to one of the beds and sighed tiredly.
"Comfy," I drawled.
Dem giggled,
"What are you like?"
I had almost forgotten that Macavity was there until he spoke,
"Dem would you be a dear and tell someone where he is, can't have them thinking that he's missing. I'll wait here with him, make sure he's alright."
The tone of his voice chilled me to the bone,
"It's ok I'm fine really. I'll just have a little nap and you can go with Demeter."
"I insist...cuz."
There was to be no arguing with him from what I could see. I nodded dumbly and he sat at the edge of the bed. Demeter had already left.
"Right, let's get a few things straight Munkustrap," he spat out my name like it was dirt, "I can make life very difficult for you so I want you to keep your greasy paws off what's rightfully mine, capiche?"
I nodded, it would be stupid to answer back in the state I was in.
"Good," he smirked, "I hope we wont have to have any more of these little chats."
He turned and walked out of the den. I groaned and gazed up at the ceiling. So all this was over Demeter? She deserved better than Macavity, but if she was with him then it was her choice and I'd have to mind my own business. I let my eyes close and drifted off to sleep.
When I finally woke up, I realised there was someone else in the room with me. After I rubbed my eyes I saw that it was Old Deuteronomy.
"Hello Munkustrap. How are you feeling?"
"A little less tired now. Thanks."
"Demeter told me you'd gone to rest. Are you sure you're alright? She mentioned something about you blacking out for a second."
I frowned for a moment before I remembered,
"Oh yeah," I said in an embarrassed way, "It was nothing, I feel fine now."
He eyed me slightly suspiciously but said nothing about it.
"I have to speak with you for a moment son."
I couldn't help but bristle slightly at him calling me son. He seemed nice enough but I wasn't too sure about this whole father thing yet.
"What about?" I asked.
"About your destiny," he paused for a moment, probably for dramatic effect, "You see, there always has to be a jellicle leader and at the moment that's me. But I wont be around forever and so a second-in-command is always appointed to look after the tribe and train to become the future leader."
"That's all very nice but why are you telling me this?"
"Because tradition means the second-in-command is the first born son, or nearest relative and the firstborn son is you Munkustrap I believe."
My eyes widened,
"So, me?"
Deuteronomy nodded,
"Yes, we'll start training whenever you feel ready to. Sometimes it takes a while for something like this to sink in. I remember when I first found out I would be leader someday I was walking into things all day, my head was in the clouds," he chuckled before continuing, "We can't forget about your injuries as well. When you feel ready just let me know son. There's no rush, I myself took a few months to mull it over."
He patted my shoulder gently before getting up and walking outside. A certain thought kept tugging at my mind,
"Erm Deuteronomy. You said eldest son or closest relative, so if I wasn't here would it have been Macavity who became second-in-command?"
"Yes, I suppose. Why do you ask?"
"Oh no reason, no reason at all."
So that was it, it wasn't all just about Demeter. It was the fact that now Deuteronomy had a son, Macavity wouldn't be the heir to the position of jellicle leader. Then it hit me full on, I would be. I would some day lead the jellicles and that thought scared the hell out of me.
"Oh bugger," I cursed.
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(Old Deuteronomy's POV)
From where I was standing outside I heard Munk curse and couldn't help but chuckle. He had recognised how big a responsibility this was, almost straight away. Munk didn't realise it at this moment but by doing what he had just done convinced me that he would make a good leader one day. He understood that it wasn't about power but about responsiblity. Which is more than what I could say for Macavity. He had never really understood that concept and thought solely about the power aspect. Speaking of Macavity I should go and see if he's alright with all this.
~Author's note: This is where I beg for people to review * gets down on hands and knees * pleeeeeeeease, please review. Big thanks to all those who already have.
"Here we go, here's the infirmary," Demeter smiled at me and led me in. I flopped down on to one of the beds and sighed tiredly.
"Comfy," I drawled.
Dem giggled,
"What are you like?"
I had almost forgotten that Macavity was there until he spoke,
"Dem would you be a dear and tell someone where he is, can't have them thinking that he's missing. I'll wait here with him, make sure he's alright."
The tone of his voice chilled me to the bone,
"It's ok I'm fine really. I'll just have a little nap and you can go with Demeter."
"I insist...cuz."
There was to be no arguing with him from what I could see. I nodded dumbly and he sat at the edge of the bed. Demeter had already left.
"Right, let's get a few things straight Munkustrap," he spat out my name like it was dirt, "I can make life very difficult for you so I want you to keep your greasy paws off what's rightfully mine, capiche?"
I nodded, it would be stupid to answer back in the state I was in.
"Good," he smirked, "I hope we wont have to have any more of these little chats."
He turned and walked out of the den. I groaned and gazed up at the ceiling. So all this was over Demeter? She deserved better than Macavity, but if she was with him then it was her choice and I'd have to mind my own business. I let my eyes close and drifted off to sleep.
When I finally woke up, I realised there was someone else in the room with me. After I rubbed my eyes I saw that it was Old Deuteronomy.
"Hello Munkustrap. How are you feeling?"
"A little less tired now. Thanks."
"Demeter told me you'd gone to rest. Are you sure you're alright? She mentioned something about you blacking out for a second."
I frowned for a moment before I remembered,
"Oh yeah," I said in an embarrassed way, "It was nothing, I feel fine now."
He eyed me slightly suspiciously but said nothing about it.
"I have to speak with you for a moment son."
I couldn't help but bristle slightly at him calling me son. He seemed nice enough but I wasn't too sure about this whole father thing yet.
"What about?" I asked.
"About your destiny," he paused for a moment, probably for dramatic effect, "You see, there always has to be a jellicle leader and at the moment that's me. But I wont be around forever and so a second-in-command is always appointed to look after the tribe and train to become the future leader."
"That's all very nice but why are you telling me this?"
"Because tradition means the second-in-command is the first born son, or nearest relative and the firstborn son is you Munkustrap I believe."
My eyes widened,
"So, me?"
Deuteronomy nodded,
"Yes, we'll start training whenever you feel ready to. Sometimes it takes a while for something like this to sink in. I remember when I first found out I would be leader someday I was walking into things all day, my head was in the clouds," he chuckled before continuing, "We can't forget about your injuries as well. When you feel ready just let me know son. There's no rush, I myself took a few months to mull it over."
He patted my shoulder gently before getting up and walking outside. A certain thought kept tugging at my mind,
"Erm Deuteronomy. You said eldest son or closest relative, so if I wasn't here would it have been Macavity who became second-in-command?"
"Yes, I suppose. Why do you ask?"
"Oh no reason, no reason at all."
So that was it, it wasn't all just about Demeter. It was the fact that now Deuteronomy had a son, Macavity wouldn't be the heir to the position of jellicle leader. Then it hit me full on, I would be. I would some day lead the jellicles and that thought scared the hell out of me.
"Oh bugger," I cursed.
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(Old Deuteronomy's POV)
From where I was standing outside I heard Munk curse and couldn't help but chuckle. He had recognised how big a responsibility this was, almost straight away. Munk didn't realise it at this moment but by doing what he had just done convinced me that he would make a good leader one day. He understood that it wasn't about power but about responsiblity. Which is more than what I could say for Macavity. He had never really understood that concept and thought solely about the power aspect. Speaking of Macavity I should go and see if he's alright with all this.
~Author's note: This is where I beg for people to review * gets down on hands and knees * pleeeeeeeease, please review. Big thanks to all those who already have.