Mungojerrie groaned when a mew reached his ears. Usually he dragged himself up when a ray of sunlight hit his eyelids. But no. not today. Stupid baby he grumbled to himself. He pulled himself up and padded to the mewing kit.
"Shut up." Mungojerrie whispered to the bawling kit. It blinked, then started squealing again.
"Ugh, was I this loud? There's no way in Heaviside!" He stomped off to go find his mom. What kind of mom left you in the same room as a kit? It was betrayal, treachery, blasphemy. Rolling his eyes and clenching his teeth, Mungojerrie stumbled over his mother in the doorway to the next room.
"Mama, I think it wants something." He prodded Cambriana. She glared at him with one golden eye.
"Five more minutes," she muttered and rolled over.
"Mama, it wants something now!" Mungojerrie said urgently. The kit raised its voice, proving his point.
"Fine, I'm coming, I'm coming," Cambriana muttered, exasperated. She stomped off angrily. Mungojerrie followed.
"What does it want?" Mungojerrie watched his mom pick up the kit by it's scruff.
"It's not an 'it'. It's a she. And she's hungry." Cambriana began to walk out of their shelter.
"A girl? Are you sure?" Mungojerrie asked, standing still and appalled. Cambriana turned and raised her left eyebrow.
"Yes, I am very sure." Mungojerrie dropped his jaw and watched with utter disgust as his mother walked out of the shelter.
Of all the rotten luck! A girl! Gross then a sadder thought overcame Mungojerrie. Now… Mama'll pay more attention to it. She's always wanted a girl. Vowing to hate the new kit, Mungojerrie stomped off, out of the opposite entrance.
"Mungojerrie! Get in here right this moment!" Mungojerrie heard his mother yell. Yell for goodness sake. Why yell? He was sitting just outside the shelter.
"Queens," Mungojerrie muttered to himself as he walked into the shelter. His mother was growling to herself.
"Stupid toms. Holy chicken of the jellyfish farms, how dense do you get?" Mungojerrie felt like he'd been stabbed. Just because there was a queen kit didn't mean he was suddenly stupid. Golly. He was older for one thing. Which alone made him better. Just because this new kit could be heir to the throne didn't mean she knew anything. He actually knew stuff about the throne and being there. She might not even have it in her.
"There you are. Took you long enough. What do you think about me taking her to Lonrina?" Mungojerrie stared at her blankly. Lonrina? Why that witch? Unless…
"No!" He said a bit too loudly. Cambriana rolled her eyes. He didn't care. No way! She wasn't going to take her to get a Ceremony. Not over my dead body!
"Oh, well, not like your opinion matters. Thought maybe you'd say 'sure mom.'" Cambriana shrugged. Mungojerrie glared at hi mother, then glanced at the stupid kit in question. She looked utterly confused. You deserve it, baby breath!
"Mama, what if…she's not…allowed?" Mungojerrie crossed his claws Please say 'oh darn, you're right. Too bad. Guess I'll have to get rid of her.' Cambriana sighed in exasperation.
"Mungojerrie, listen to me before you flip out. Lonrina can test her. If she's 'allowed', she'll get the ceremony, naming, become heir to the throne, blah blah." Cambriana said it in that way. The way that parents say that means 'yup, who gives a shit what you think, this is the way it's gonna be, so shut the hell up,' except they aren't really supposed to use that kind of language around their kits, so they've developed a tone that says it all. It kinda sucks.
Mungojerrie felt like his mother had pulled her earlier barb out and sprinkled lemon juice in the wound. The tom that came up with the idea that there should be queen rulers in thievery needed to die a horrible death. And if he was already dead, someone needed to bring him back to life and murder him miserably. Weren't toms supposed to be the superior gender?
Feeling utterly jipped and left out, Mungojerrie muttered a "yeah, yeah, whatever" or some other barely audible something or the other that meant the same thing. He wanted to leave. Now. But his mother had other ideas.
"Mungojerrie, I need you to watch her while I go ask Lonrina if it's okay. Or set up an appointment. Whatever. Anywho, you need to watch her." Cambriana turned to leave.
"No way!" Oops. Now Mungojerrie had a sore face. Gee whiz, did mothers know how to hit ya!
"You will do what I say, do you understand me?" Cambriana had one of those scary growls in her voice. Mungojerrie scooched away from his mother a bit.
"Yes ma'am."
"Thanks sweetheart." Cambriana kissed her tom on the nose. "Have fun."
Mungojerrie watched her go, glum. Then a wicked grin grew slowly on his face. He turned and looked at the kit thoughtfully.
"Hey baby breath…yeah you…hey, ya wanna play some games? Yeah? Really? Let's see, we got some choices… uh, lemme think. Rat poison, catnip, Monster Path, suffocation, strangulation, drowning…oh, yes, we're gonna have fun!"
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