Etcetera ran off towards the junkpile she had met Electra at yesterday. As she neared the top of the pile, it became clear nobody was there. Looking down at the rest of the junkyard, she saw only one other cat was up and outside. He was lying on the car.
"Maybe he knows where Electra is," she said to herself, making her way back down the pile. As she neared the car, she was the cat was black with leopard looking spots.
"Um, hello," Etcetera said timidly to the cat. He opened one eye to look at her.
"Uh, hi. Etcetera, right?" Etcy nodded. "I'm The Rum Tum Tugger, but you can call me Tugger. You're staying with Munku and Demeter, aren't you?" Etcetera nodded again. "Yeah, they're good parent-type cats. That Demeter though. I don't know what her problem is. Munku's my brother. He'll take good care of you. He's the protector type. Good thing he's the next Jellicle leader. He'll do great." Etcetera had been nodding the whole time, getting more confused as Tugger went on. "Don't tell them I said that though, ok?"
"Sure. No, I won't tell them," Etcy said quickly, trying to shut him up. "Do you know where Electra is?"
"Electra? She's the youngest kit, right? No, that's Jemima. Oh, Electra would be the brown kit. Ok, she's in that rather large box to the left and behind the tire."
"Thanks," Etcy said, starting off that way.
"She won't be awake yet though. These lazy Jellicles don't get up for about another hour or so," Tugger explained.
"An hour! I can't wait a whole hour! I have to wake her up now!"
"I wouldn't suggest it. Jennyanydots will get angry," Tugger warned. Etcetera sighed in frustration. At this rate, by the time Electra was up, Admetus would be clear across town.
"This stinks like a Pollicle!" Etcy said angrily.
"Whoa, what's the rush to talk to her?"
"I just have to. For a friend. If I don't, who knows what will happen?"
"I don't know what'll happen, but nothing too bad, right?" Tugger asked, wondering why queens always seemed to exaggerate. Etcy shrugged.
"I'm not sure how bad it'll be, but I have to talk to her now!"
"Ok, ok. Calm down. If you sneak in there and get Electra up without waking Jennyanydots, I'll keep her calm when she does get up." Etcetera grinned at him.
"You'd do that for me?" she asked in amazement. Tugger shrugged. "Thank you!" she squealed, running towards the box Electra was in. Peeking her head around the corner, she saw Electra lying behind an orange looking queen. Carefully stepping over her, she tapped Electra on the shoulder. Electra groaned.
"Shh, Electra, come with me," Etcy whispered.
"Where?" Electra whispered back.
"You'll see." The two stepped over the queen to the outdoors. As soon as they were outside, Etcetera began bouncing.
"Calm down," Electra said, her head following Etcetera up and down.
"Sorry," Etcy said, managing to stop bouncing. "Guess what though?"
"What?" Lec asked, still wondering what could make anyone so excited.
"Admetus wants to talk to you!"
"What! You said you wouldn't tell him."
"I didn't. I swear. We were talking this morning about the other kits, and he said he wanted to talk to you, but couldn't cause of Tumble and Plato, whoever they are, so I told him you would come over now and talk to him, where they can't see you," Etcetera explained in one breath. Electra was shaking her head.
"I can't talk to him Etcy. What would I say?"
"Say, 'Hello. You wanted to talk to me?' The rest will come as he starts the conversation up."
"Who'll keep my mom from getting mad?" Electra was trying to find any excuse not to go.
"Tugger said he will. Isn't he great? Anyway, let's go! Admetus is waiting," Etcy said, tugging on Electra's arm.
"Do I really have to Etcy?"
"Yep. You don't have to after this, but he's expecting you now. Sorry I didn't ask first, but you would've said no. Let's go now." Electra gave a final sigh of defeat as she allowed herself to be dragged towards Demeter's box.
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A/N: Well, as I already updated today, I don't have anything to say. Enjoy!
Jemima-luvah: But her different families have different last names and I don't which one to look up. Yes, they were, and I'm pretty sure it was because of the memories that the play brought back to them. Now I will run away and cry for a little bit. He kind of has it back. It's still raspy. And I read that story. Your short memory did mess some things up, but oh well. And I left you a review telling you how I felt about real names being used.
Krissy4: That's sad. I don't like rain when there's snow, but I like it other times. I'll have to try that and tell you how it goes. This one probably has a worse/crazier plot than the Deuteronomy one. I have a lot of little sub-plots in this one though. It's too long, I do believe.