Fresh Revenge
30-7-05
Rating: K+ (PG)
Disclaimer: I do not own cats in any way and have no claim over them. (As much as I'd like to!)
Special Thanks: Go out to Mystical21, who got me addicted to cats! I thank you!
Mistoffelees came back in the conscious world and was hit with a barrier of pain. Every movement, whether it be breathing or trying to open his eyes took a huge effort, and was accompanied by pain. He could hear voices, but they sounded far away and blurred. He let himself fall back into the darkness.
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"How is he?" Rum Tum Tugger asked Jennyanydots. After what seemed like hours the rest of the Jellicle tribe were out of questions and he was finally allowed to see his friend. He'd had his paw looked at, but the cut wasn't deep and Jellylorum had dressed it before she'd left.
If Mistoffelees looked bad before, he was worse now. Although Jennyanydots and Jellylorum had cleaned and bandaged the wounds and washed the blood from his coat, the little tuxedo was not doing so well.
His breathing was ragged and uncomfortably short in length. His chest, which hardly moved with each breath, was completely covered in white bandages, some of which were already turning red from the tom's blood. His paws were also heavily bandaged, the Tugger remembering the state they'd been in when he found the tuxedo. His white face was a sickly pale, and a fine wet sweat had settled on his brow. Rum Tum Tugger could not imagine a time when Mistoffelees' life was in so much peril.
Jennyanydots, the Jellicle 'Auntie' and nurse, gave him a weak – and most likely forced – smile and said. "I'm not sure myself Tugger, I mean he's lost a lot of blood and he is a small tom …"
The Tugger lowered his head. He was afraid that's what Jennyanydots would say. Tantomile and Coricopat had given what assistance they could in the magical department, but from the look they were carrying on their faces as they had left he doubted they'd been able to do much.
A suddenly flash of white meant that Victoria had shot to Mistoffelees side. The young queen – just out of kitten hood – grasped one of Mistoffelees' black, bandaged paws and held it tightly. The two of them had arrived as orphans in the Jellicle junkyard around the same time, and had found family in each other.
Rum Tum Tugger decided that he should let them be alone and exited the car that served as the Jellicle infirmary.
"Well?" Asked Alonzo, who was practically on the edge of his seat on the tyre with worry. He and Mistoffelees were friends, though not as close as Rum Tum Tugger was.
The Tugger shook his head and looked at the ground, not really in a speaking mood.
Skimbleshanks approached him straightening his vest and asked. "Tugger, you know where Munkustrap's disappeared off too? I need to talk to him about my watch, it clashes with my schedule down at the station."
"I don't know where he went, ask Demeter." Rum Tum Tugger said a little harsher then he would of liked, reacting before he had time to think. The railway cat nodded and quickly set off in search of Demeter, obviously not wanting to upset Tugger any further.
"You know Tugger," Alonzo thought aloud, jumping down off the tyre and landing next to the black and leopard tom. "Skimble has a point. It's not like Munkustrap to just walk off, especially when the tribe needs him most. Your brother should be here, sitting on the tyre stressing out with Demeter trying to calm him."
Rum Tum Tugger chuckled and looked up at the black and white tom. "I now know why you're Munk's second, and that is a good point."
He though from a moment, then fixed his silver belt. "Come on then, we'd better find him. He's probably out on the southern path somewhere taking out his anger on whatever is lying around."
Alonzo quickened his pace to keep up with Tugger's large stride. "Still, it's been what – and hour? – since you showed up with Misto, and Munk left a little after that. He wouldn't leave the tribe for that long, would he?"
Now it was Rum Tum Tugger's turn to hasten his pace. "That would be something I'd do, not Munk. You don't think he's gotten himself into some sort of trouble?"
"Maybe he's just met a nice queen."
"Yea, that's as likely as me skipping a date with Bomba. It'd never happen, you know he only has the hots for Demeter."
"Who doesn't know it mate? It's old junkyard news, and everyone knows she likes Munkustrap back, but they're both too chicken to admit it."
"Well then my little trusty sidekick, we'll have to hook those two lovebirds up once Mistoffelees is better." Tugger was trying to stay positive here, and although his mouth said one thing he was thinking 'if Mistoffelees gets better.'
"Mind you Munkustrap would kill us if we even attempted to do something like that."
"So? If it works he'll be too busy with Demeter to worry about us."
"Good point."
"And since when has Munk cared what happens socially in the yard as long as it's not violent?"
"Another good point."
Rum Tum Tugger was beginning to relax. "And also when was the last time that-"
"FILTHY POLLICLE!" A voice sounding uncomfortably like Munkustrap's suddenly shouted from up ahead. It was followed by a hiss of pain, and a loud thud of something hitting metal. Alonzo and Rum Tum Tugger exchanged a glance and pelted towards the noises.
What they found was Munkustrap and Macavity in the middle of what seemed like a to-the-death battle, and Munkustrap was losing. The silver tabby was groaning and clutching his right paw, which looked broken. The Tugger realized that the loud thud he'd heard was Munkustrap being slammed into a large metal tin.
Macavity, panting nearby, was covered in slashes and scratches. The ginger tom looked up when Alonzo and Rum Tum Tugger arrived, and had an expression of surprise and hatred across his face, although he took a few steps backwards.
Alonzo immediately raced to Munkustrap's side and bared his teeth, showing Macavity that he was ready to fight. Rum Tum Tugger, not being the biggest fan of combat, also walked to his brother's side, but bent down and inspected his paw instead.
"Tugger?" Munkustrap said confused, making the tom come to the conclusion that his brother was also suffering a bang to the head.
"Yes it's me Munk." Tugger said while keeping an eye on Macavity, who hadn't moved since the two toms had appeared.
"Are you ok?" Alonzo asked. Stupid question, thought Rum Tum Tugger, but kept his mouth shut.
"Yea, fine." Muttered Munkustrap, who seemed to be getting his mind back together.
He tried to rise, but Rum Tum Tugger pushed him back down.
"You are not fine, and do not argue with me brother." He did his best Jennyanydots impression he could manage, causing Alonzo to stifle a laugh.
"How's Mistoffelees?" Munkustrap asked suddenly. Tugger was thinking of a way to twist the magical cats condition around to prevent Munkustrap from panicking but Alonzo cut him off in a quiet voice.
"Macavity's not there."
Munkustrap and Rum Tum Tugger saw that Macavity had indeed vanished, the only clue to him ever being in the junkyard were a few drops of blood where he'd been standing not a minute ago.
Can't be bothered writing much down here cause I'm almost falling asleep at the computer and it's only 5pm. God I need more sleep.
Aerryn - Tugger cooler then Misto? Rum Tum's cool, but not that cool :) As for killing off Misto, you'll just have to wait and see...
Mystitat - Right, got it. Comply and apply, won't forget. Nope, no slash in this story. I just don't think slash goes well with cats. I know Macavity and Misto revenge fics are everywhere, but they're just so fun to write :)
Tiger Lily21 - Tugger and Bomba so belong together. Yea, experimenting with cats is fun. Why did J.K.R. have to kill him, I liked him. But I agree with you. If she kills Remus well...(growls and shakes fists). I love Lupin, I wish there had been more of him in H.B.P.
Thanks also go to Jgal (I still think P.O.E. is the best Y.G.O. story ever!) and Maoshu (My best friends love Tamora Pierce too!) and everyone who's kept reading up to chapter 6.
Do I need to say R&R?
Desert Thief - I think I'll go to sleep now. (Collapses onto couch.)