Author's note: Hmm, I have been a while updating and I feel really bad about that, so here's the next chapter of this story, it's a little short, but I hope more inspiration will come along soon. Until then please read and review.
(Lonz's POV)
I sighed again as Grid slipped outside the junkyard. She had been disappearing a lot lately, but this time I was going to find out what on earth was going on. Getting up I silently followed her making sure I kept out of sight. It wasn't that I didn't trust my sister, ok well it was. She had changed, seemed so different lately and I just had to find out why; maybe I have a bit of Tugger's curious nature or maybe I'm just worried about her.
She darted through parks and alleyways; we were getting a long way from the junkyard. I couldn't help but wish that I'd brought Munk or even Tugger, but then again, they hadn't even noticed Grid's strange behaviour. Munk was always training and Tug was too wrapped up with queens. It was up to me to look out for our baby sister now.
A cool breeze whipped round me making me shiver and I realised we were getting closer to the riverfront. Here Grid slowed and she seemed to be looking for someone. That someone approached her slowly, I was too far away to see who it was. I decided it would be worth the risk of getting closer.
Ducking from shadow to shadow I almost got close enough to hear what was being said. The toms face didn't ring any bells, but he certainly didn't calm any fears I had, especially when he leaned in and kissed Griddlebone!
I had no idea of what to do, ok, actually I did. My first instinct was to walk right over there and punch that no-good tom right in the kisser. Of course, Grid probably wouldn't be pleased with that way of solving things, and there was the fact that we were in the toms territory, he was obviously part of the crew of a ship that was in port at the moment.
Think, Lonzo, think. What would Munk or Tug do? Ok, bad idea, Tug would say something along the lines of, "Good for her" and leave it at that. Munk on the other paw would make sure she got back to the junkyard safely and collar her about it then, bore her to death with one of his famous, "you have to become more responsible" lectures. Neither of those methods was for me. Ah hell here goes nothing. I strolled up to the pair, keeping my temper in check,
"Hello Grid, who's your friend?"
Grid looked up quickly, surprised at hearing my voice,
"Lonzo!"
"No, that's me, remember? The question was, who is your friend?"
"Growltiger," the tom stepped forwards, looking at me coldly, "And you are?"
"Her brother, who has been worried about where the hell she's been sneaking off to these days."
"Lonz, can we discuss this later?" Griddle asked quietly, she looked almost meek. I hadn't seen her like that since before we arrived at the Junkyard, but even her being like that now didn't stop the anger I was feeling.
"No, we can discuss this now. What the hell do you think you're doing? Sneaking out of the junkyard," I shook my head, "It's dangerous out here; you could get hurt."
The tom at Griddle's side spoke up,
"I was not aware that Miss Griddlebone was sneaking out. If you are concerned about her safety I will come to meet her instead, no harm will come to her while I'm around."
"And how can I be sure that your intentions are honorable? It's not like I know anything about you."
"My name is Growltiger, I work on that ship, and I care enough about your sister to want her to be safe. My word is my bond, I do not go back on it."
I could feel the anger slowly draining away from me. This tom really did seem to care for Grid, but I still wasn't totally convinced.
"Well Grid, I think this little meeting has ended. Growltiger, if you want to see my sister then from now on you must come to the Junkyard and ask permission."
I took hold of my sisters' arm and led her back to the Junkyard, where she belonged.
Author's note: Me again. I hope you liked the latest part of this story and thanks for being patient with me and my bad updating habits.