Problems With Curious Kittens
By Robin Gurl
Chapter 5

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"Tugger, stop pacing." Bomba exclaimed. She had watched the Young Tom pace for more than three hours around the main part of the 'yard. "Mistoffelees, is going to be fine."

"How do you know?" Tugger replied, "He hasn't moved since we pulled him out of the crap."

The red head sighed and got down from her perch. She walked over and hugged him. "Tugger, sweety, Misto wouldn't want you to be worrying about him like this and you know it."

Tugger looked down and wrapped an arm around her. Then broke down on her shoulder. "I love him so much. Bomba what if he dies."

"Shh, you can't think about that." This was very weird to have Tugger crying like a baby, usually he was anything but emotional. She patted his back and kissed his cheek. "If you're so worried, go and watch over him with Munkustrap."

"Munk?"

The gray tabby turned around smiling tiredly. "Hey, Tug, come on." It was obvious that Munk was trying to sound happy and he was failing miserably. "What can I do for you?"

"How is he?" Tugger studdered out. He put his hands on his hips casually. In front of him lay the black kitten. He was covered up in blankets and wasn't moving.

"Still the same." Munk replied standing. He walked over to his younger brother. "Tug, I know you and Misto were close..and I'm sorry this happened."

Tugger pulled away from his brother not wanting him to see the tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall any second. His brother could not see him cry. But the kit. The one he practically raised and loved to death.

"Tugger, if you want to cry, then go ahead." Munk finally said.

"No..I won't cry." Tugger sounded resolute as he walked past Munk and knelt down beside the small form of the youngest male kitten in the Tribe. Tugger ran a hand through the soft fur on Misto's cheek and laughed lightly. "He..he promised that he'd sh..show me a tric..trick today." Tugger turned around blue-green eyes were filling with tears and a few slid down his cheeks.

Munkustrap nodded not sure what to do. He wasn't used to seeing Tugger cry. He smiled sympathetically, "What was the trick?"

"He said..that he could disappear..and then reappear somewhere else." Tugger replied laying his head on the blankets. He continued to stroke Misto's fur hoping to arouse him. Then something made Munk gasp. Tugger pulled away and looked at Munk. "Are you ok?"

Munk silently pointed to Misto. He couldn't find the words to say. Tugger looked back and felt his heart leap in his mouth. There were two bright brown eyes staring up at him. This time tears ran freely down Tugger's cheeks and Tugger didn't care. He pulled the kid close and cuddled him.

Mistoffelees smiled and hugged Tugger back. Giggling as Tugger's wild fur tickled his neck and chest. "Tugger? What's wrong?" Normally the rule was 'No Affection Shown In Public.' That rule had been established when Misto was a kit and they followed it. Saving the cuddling and unTugger like affections for when they were alone. But here Tugger was breaking that rule. Tugger was hugging him in public.

"You've been out of it for a day or two.." Tugger replied softly. He still couldn't believe that Misto was awake and ok at that. "How do you feel?"

"My arm hurts, but I'm fine." Misto answered honestly. He smiled as Tugger checked him over for other possible injuries. Then he looked up at Munkustrap. "I haven't worried anyone have I?"

Munk looked to Tugger who both nodded. "Well, kid, the whole Tribe has been worried about you."

Tears formed in the kitten's eyes. "I'm sorry." He never liked to worry anyone or make anyone fuss over him. That was the one thing his father had gotten angry at him about. But Misto held in his feelings and closed his eyes. "Go ahead and do it."

"Do what?" Munk asked confused. He glanced at Tugger who shrugged just as confused.

"Kid, what are we going to do to you?" Tugger stood up and ruffled the kid's ears. He helped the young kitten stand. Misto was still slightly off balance so he held Tugger's arm so he wouldn't fall.

"Whip me, right?"

Both Tom's shouted "WHAT?" In unison making Mistoffelees cringe in fear.

"Mistoffelees, why in Heaviside would we whip you? Even if you were in trouble I wouldn't think about doing it." Munk exclaimed. "Who has whipped you before?" He knew that Tugger wouldn't whip Misto...

"My father."

End Chapter 5