Author's note: Well I think it's about time we heard from Demeter about all this with Macavity. A short chapter, but I do have more written, unfortunately only first draft, but that's better than nothing and hopefully should be up as soon as I get chance to polish it off a bit.

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(Demeter's POV)

He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me! I knew it! To hell with what Bomba thinks, I swear these last few weeks I've only heard her say, 'Macavity's a slimeball, don't even think about going for him'. Yeah right, more like 'Deme, Macavity will never go out with a little kitten like you when he could have someone like me'. She's just jealous. Macavity hasn't given her a second look recently. That's why she said what she said.

There are others who don't approve though, ones a little harder to explain away. Munkus seemed so shocked when I told him. He's supposed to be my best friend and his opinion matters to me. That's why I'm sitting here counting the petals on a daisy trying to decide if I have a snowballs chance in hell with Macavity.

It's one thing when my sister thinks I can't get Macavity, but I really wouldn't have expected something like that from Munkus. He has a cheek to even think it, never mind letting me know his opinion. Dashing off back to training like he couldn't stand to sit with me anymore, he was always so transparent.

Well I've got news for them all, I'm not a kitten anymore, and I'll make Macavity see that too. When I go to the Jellicle Ball, it'll be on his arm. Then they can all see how wrong they were about us. There's no question about him not wanting to go with me, I'm good at spotting when a tom is interested in being more than friends and Macavity has all the signs. Whenever he sees me, he always makes time for a chat, no matter if there's something important he has to do first, he blushes when he's around me, and he's said I'm beautiful more than once. I don't know why I was so bothered. Bomba and Munkus obviously don't know what they're talking about.

Macavity even has pet names for me, Demie, Sweety, Darlin'. I mean if that's not love I don't know what is. We deserve to go to the Ball together, we'd compliment each other so well, my golden fur and his ruby red.

I have to break into a smile, Macavity always does that, even when I'm angry as hell, all I have to do is think about him by my side, and I forget about what made me angry in the first place. That's why I should to go to him; he completes me. We belong together, and nobody in the whole Junkyard, not even Bomba and Munkus can change that.

(Munk's Pov)

"Well now, lad, did seeing your sweetheart over there get all that out of your system?" Skimble grinned and nudged me as I passed by him.

"She's not my sweetheart, Sir," I said, preparing to continue the training session.

Skimbleshanks frowned at being called Sir, he understood the need for formalities at times, but judging by his expression this wasn't one of those times.

"Aye, they all say that, Munkus, but I know you're more than a little fond of that young queen."

I flushed red at his words, was it really that obvious? Surely it couldn't be or even Demeter would have noticed, and then she wouldn't be going on about how Macavity has 'something about him' right in front of me. Of course, maybe she does know, and just doesn't care. Somehow I can't imagine that, we're friends if nothing else, and I don't think she would do that deliberately to hurt me.

"We're just friends...besides she's not interested in me, she likes Macavity."

I stared down at the ground, during that confession. It always did come back to Macavity. The clashes between us were less frequent now, but even though I had the Jellicle leadership, right now he had Demeter. What worried me most was that it seemed like he had the better deal.

Skimble stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Hmm, Macavity eh. Don't worry about it, lad, sounds like a bit of a crush to me. She'll grow out of it, they always go for the older toms rather than the ones their own age, she'll notice you yet."

I shifted about on my paws, chewing my lip.

"Um, can we get on with the training now Skimble?"

Skimble grinned,

"Fine, I'm through embarrassing you for today."

"Thank you," I replied, being more grateful for that, than I had for anything else today.