Mungojerrie walked around one of the junkpiles, fiddling absently with Rumpelteazer's pearls, still thinking about his conversation with Tugger. He kept walking straight ahead, not paying much attention to his surroundings.

"Hi Jerrie," Mungo turned around, realizing that he had just walked past Rumpelteazer without knowing.

"Hi Teazer, I... I have your pearls. If you want them back," he said, offering them up. She gave him a small smile and he walked towards the pile where she was perched. He raised them up to her head and paused for a moment before slipping them around her head.

"Thanks," she said quietly, touching them gently, obviously happy to have them back. "About yesterday..."

"I'm sorry," he apologized, cutting her off.

"Me too," she nodded. "You want to sit," she asked, gesturing to the cushion next to her. Mungojerrie sat, a silence falling over them. He grabbed her paw, turning towards her.

"Where did you go last night?" Rumpelteazer looked up at him with wide eyes before turning away. "You didn't- Teazer, did you go to Macavity's?" She kept her head down, "Did he do anything?"

"I'm alright," she said, turning back to face him but was still adverting her gaze, "And... it turns out that the Jellicles were right... Macavity isn't a good cat... And my brother did work for him."

"Oh, Teaze," he cooed, bringing him into a hug, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," she comforted, "Apparently it happened against his own will." She rested her head on his shoulder, "...I still love you Mungojerrie."

He pulled away, a pained look in his eyes, "And I you."

"Jer, what's wrong," she asked, placing a paw on his cheek.

"I was just worried that I was going to loose you," he said, resting his head on hers, "Again."

"Again," she asked, blinking curiously.

"Long story," he muttered, nuzzling her cheek, "But it doesn't matter now."


Mungojerrie laid in his bed, resting on top of Rumpelteazer, happy to have her back. Even the humans seemed to have noticed that she had disappeared the other night and were pleased to have seen her curled up with him. He nuzzled her shoulder, causing her to purr in her sleep. He peacefully closed his eyes and settled into go to sleep. His ears twitched, someone was moving about in the house – most probably one of the humans were making a late night trip to the bathroom.

"Mungojerrie..." Or not. He opened one of his eyes and saw Macavity seated just outside of the rim of their bed. He looked rather pleased.

"May I help you," Mungo asked lazily, not all happy to see the red cat.

"I'm just here to collect what is mine," he said with a smile, showing off bits of his teeth.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Rumpelteazer, of course."

"Again; what?"

"It's simple my dear Tom," he said, standing up, "Once you do something for me – you're in my employ for life. She yelled for me. On her own free will too – she could have been forced to yell but she seemed to have liked doing it herself. Mind you if she was forced she wouldn't be in my service. It's quite funny really. I suppose that I'll grant her grace this one night – seeing as you two need some time to resolve that fight of yours. Just be sure she knows that I expect her to report for duty tomorrow evening."

Mungo watched silently as Macavity walked out of the room and back outside. He looked down at the sleeping queen underneath him and immediately began to wonder, not only how she got herself into this latest mess, but if there was anyway possible to get her out...


Mungojerrie grabbed Rumpelteazer's paw, they were sitting in the back of the car with Asparagus, Jellylorum, Munkustrap, Demeter and The Rum Tum Tugger – mainly because he refused to leave. He gave it a reassuring squeeze which she returned with a half hearted smile. Munkustrap looked up, bringing his face out of his paws.

"How," that was all he asked, and had been doing so for the past half hour.

"I don't know," Rumpelteazer sighed.

"I do," Demeter said simply, "You screamed."

"Apparently so did you."

"It's not like I wanted to," she snapped. Munkustrap held up a paw warningly to silence her.

"Why were you even there? We told you that he wasn't good. What would possible possessed you to return?"

"Me and Mungo-"

"I know that you fought but why did you go to him; why not here? Because of your stupidity you're stuck working for him," Munkustrap yelled in frustration.

"Munkustrap, now really – calm down," Asparagus commanded, "We mustn't loose our heads over this."

"Well it is understandable, I mean our daughter's in a crime ring now," Jellylorum said sadly.

"She's not your daughter Jelly," Munkustrap growled, "She's from the streets. There are a lot of no-good cats there; her brother was one of them and it's obvious that she picked up his trait."

"Munkustrap," she said with such ferocity that the silver tabby fell silent, "Hold your tongue. Now, we need to get her out of Macavity's group."

"You can't Jelly, once you work for Macavity..."

"You work for him for life," Jellylorum sighed, finishing Demeter's sentence. "So, there's nothing that we can do?"

Mungojerrie gave her paw another reassuring squeeze, more for his sake then hers. He needed her to squeeze back – somehow he figured that it would make everything seem alright. It was bad enough when she would see him and just talk but now she has to do Everlasting Cat knows what.

"That's not entirely true Jelly," Tugger said lazily, everyone turning towards him, "There is something that we can do. She'll – technically – still be working for Macavity, but not quite."

"Tugger, what in the world are you going on about," Munkustrap asked, obviously over the initial shock.

"I think I know what he's getting to," Demeter said, "And for once – he's actually making sense."

"You don't mean that," 'Gus started as the other two cats nodded, "That's not a half bad idea."

"What; what is this great plan that you have," Munkustrap asked again, looking at Tugger.

"Well, my little sliver speckling," Tugger said with a smile, "We use Rumpelteazer being in with Macavity to our advantage."

"And how do you suggest that we do that?"

"My, aren't we dense today. We have her do some snooping, spying, get her to tell us what he has planned – to steal, destroy, fight, or even kit-nap."

"Yes," Munkustrap nodded, "That is a good idea; the only problem is that it's dangerous. Can you even imagine what he'll do to her if he finds out that she's two-timing him?"

"Well, maybe if we have another cat join up and they can look out for each other," Asparagus suggested.

"I'll do it," Mungojerrie said suddenly, "I'll go with Teazer."

"Well, you see-"

"That's very sweet of you to offer-"

"It's a bad idea-"

"Mungojerrie," Munkustrap began, sitting in front of the two calicos, "We all know that you care about her deeply, but this isn't a game we're talking about. It's dangerous. I think that an older tom – Alonzo, Coricopat or even Admetus – would be better suited for this."

"But he doesn't want them," Mungojerrie stressed, "He wanted me because he knew that I wasn't told about him; the others are old enough to remember when Demeter got taken away... Why didn't I think of that before...? And I don't just care about Rumpel, I love her. I'm going to Macavity's with her Munk, he's be expecting me to. I now he is."

Munkustrap regarded the two of them carefully; he was obviously thinking it through. They both tightened their grip on each other's paws greatly, hoping that he would allow them to go together. He turned and looked at Jelly and Asparagus who glanced at each other and gave a small nod, "Very well, you have your wish Mungo."


A/N: Ah Macavity, and his sneeky little ways, are at it again. You didn't honestly think that I was going to keep him as the pussy-willow he was in the earlier chapters, did you?

Cimmy-Lava - Are you cheered up any yet M'lave? hugs I didn't think that it'd depress you so

Mima-Love - Damn staright that no one can be so nice. I'm on break but it's not much of one. Still up early, still going to school. I'll update when I feel like. what I really need to do it write more. A lot more. I am happy now - very happy hugs

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