Mungo and Rumpel walked past the center tire pile in silence. Neither of them said much after the conference with Munkustrap and the others. They stayed off to a side the rest of the day and made sure not to attract much attention. Rumpel gave his paw a squeeze – it being their main source of communication the whole day. He gave her paw a gentle tug, telling her to speed up, although neither of them really wanted to get to Macavity's anytime soon.
"I'm scared Jerrie," she said quietly, "I'm really scared."
Mungo nodded, "Same here." His heart was lead and his stomach stone – and it felt as if they were in battle with each other. He just wanted to turn around and run away, bringing Rumpelteazer with him of course, but he felt that it would be for the best if they didn't do that just yet. They passed by a broken bed frame and came into the clearing where Macavity brought them just last week. The ginger cat was sitting next to his freezer, waiting rather patiently for them, looking up at the sky.
"Another ten minutes and I would have considered you late," he said simply, redirecting his attention to them and smiled. "Mungojerrie, how nice for you to tag along? Planning on joining us?"
"Of course Macavity, why wouldn't I," he grinned crookedly, "On the condition that we work together."
"Perfectly fine with me," he murmured, inspecting his claws. "Now, tonight – since it's your first night – I figured that I'd start you off easy enough . I trust that since you live there that you are already familiar with Victoria Grove. I have reason to believe that there is multiple platinum, gold, silver, and jewel encrusted jewelry among the families there; all of which is quite valuable."
"Yeah, it's not uncommon. They all like showing it off," Rumpelteazer nodded.
"Wonderful, bring me back as much as you can carry, before morning, and make sure that its good quality."
"Okay, how should we do this?" Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were crouched under a hedge, looking out into the street. "We got to make sure that we don't focus too much on one house-"
"Or go to any with large Pollicles-"
"And how do you know what's good quality?"
"It's really shiny."
"Shiny; Rumpel's that's... that makes sense," Mungo nodded, hitting his head off a branch, "Damn it."
"So, who should we hit first," she asked, taking a step out of the bush.
"MacCafferty; revenge on turning the hose on us," Mungo said with a grin, "I say that we slash his tires while we're at it."
Rumpel began giggling, "Mungo, be reasonable; we'll take his spark plugs."
"Do you even know where they are?"
"I figure that they're somewhere inside the car, perhaps that's what they sit on," she said, mulling it over, "I don't know; I just heard Mason talk about them a lot... But let's go after MacCafferty's." The two kept close to the ground and crept across the road to the Victorian house. They quickly looked around, nerves getting the best of them – expecting the police –or perhaps the cat catchers- to pop out of nowhere and take them. The coast was clear and the walked onto the back step.
"So good so far," Mungo murmured, for the sake of filling the silence.
"Yeah, but how are we supposed to get inside?" Mungo turned towards her, "I didn't see any opened windows and there's no kitty-door."
"Pick the lock," he offered, "Do you know how?"
"No, you?" He shook his head, "Damn it; how are we supposed to get in?" Rumpel's ears twitched, someone was moving around inside and coming towards the door. They crouched behind the cluster of flower pots, hoping that the Sir hadn't heard them. They peeked through the jars and saw the man poke his head out the door, look around quickly and leave the house, allowing the door to close behind him, heading towards his car. Mungo watched him leave, sad that he didn't slash the tires earlier.
"Well, now what," he sighed, turning towards Rumpel, who was no longer there, "Tea?"
"Hurry up Jerrie," she hissed. He looked over the pot and saw her in the crack of the door, holding it opened, "Are you coming or what?" He jumped the plants and squeezed in past her, telling to stay there for another minute. He took one of the shoes that was left inside and put it in Rumpel's place – keeping the door opened enough so they could get out again. "Good idea."
"I know; now, let's go." They looked around the downstairs for a moment, tying to figure out the layout of the house before they went upstairs. Mungo poked his head in the rooms on the left as Rumpel took the right, Rumpelteazer being the one who found the humans' room.
"Would you look at this," Mungo whispered, "They even have their own bathroom attached to the room."
"Aren't they fancy," Rumpel giggled, the woman stirring in the bed. Mungojerrie hushed her, and pointed to a low dresser – much like the one their humans had –it was where they kept their precious trinkets. He jumped up lightly and looked around; a hairbrush, some bottles filled with strong smelling liquids and boxes.
"I don't see any," he said, peeking over the edge. Rumpel jumped onto the chair next to it and climbed up.
"They keep it in the boxes, I saw the Missus hide hers in there before."
"Pretty stupid hiding spot," he grumbled as she opened the box closest to her.
"Well, it fooled you," she grinned, "Might as well start with the necklaces; they're easy enough to carry," she began sliding them over his head.
"Why do I have to carry them," he asked, the chains hanging down, most of them with diamonds and other sparkling stones.
"Because I have my pearls," she said, picking up a group of rings, "No, wait, give me one of those," she said, snatching one of the chains.
"Why did you give it to me if you were just going to take it back?"
She began to fumble with the clasp, "Can you open this?"
"The tit," he asked, cocking his head to a side.
"The what - excuse me," she hissed.
"Tit – it's the proper term for the clasp," he said, trying to open it.
Rumpel stared at him incredulously, "How did you know that?"
"I can't get it to work," he said, handing it back, "Why did you want it?"
She picked up a ring and threaded it on, "Figured that it'd be easier to carry these like that."
"Oh, so why are you still doing that if it's closed?"
"There must be more then one way to attach them to the necklace," she said, looping the chain around itself. She stopped to admire her work and made a face when she realized that her paw was stuck in the middle of the knot. She struggled to pull it out, resulting in tangling the ends so that the rings were grouped on a ball on the end. "Good enough," she shrugged, slipping it on.
"I think we took all we could from here Teazer," Mungo frowned, "Maybe even more then we should have."
"Yeah, you're right," she sighed, closing the lid, "It's to compensate for not slashing the tires. We should move onto a new house though."
The two climbed off of the dresser, being as silent as they could and walked back down the hall and the stairs. They squeezed out the door, kicked the shoe back inside and went across the street to the next house.
A/N: Ready class? All together now: "Holy frig! It's been nearly two weeks without an update!" I can't believe it. But there it is… was… wasn't? Since the 15th. I have one more chapter after this and then we run into my little bout of Writer's Block. Any suggestion would be appreciated considering that I hadn't had much trouble with it before and this one if pretty bad. I keep on painting myself into a corner – for two weeks. I want to kill the computer – but that would just worsen it if anything. And Happy candy Day by the way
Mima- Love – I know you love him. And an alliteration; that will boost your class mark. I've rendered ya speechless again… Hollah
Chimmy-Lava – He might find out – that could be the key to solving the writer's block, although I've written a scene with it but seem to be stuck once again.
sangodm – Glad you loved it
lozzypop – I've been naughty too, not updating in a long while. That's awesome love, congrats. Yeah, Griddle had her moment and it's actually giving me an idea… laughs good was of describing Macavity there. You may have a problem but name one of us who don't? Couldn't; I thought so.
"I said I want a hot water heater"
"What for? Hot water doesn't need to be heated. Sounds like you want a cold water heater… Hot water cooler?"
