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Eighteen: The Misto Squad's Despair
The first snow fell that very evening. It fell lightly, almost hesitantly, as if it knew it didn't actually belong. It wouldn't stay long; it would melt away before morning, but it was a warning of times to come. Cold times. Something had to be done.
"I could probably put up some sort of force-field around the infirmary and the faculty area," offered Mistoffelees as the staff of OFUC came to order for a morning meeting in the faculty area. "Anything more than that, and I would be too tired to perform any revivals. Unless the Twins can do them for me?"
He looked at Coricopat and Tantomile, who both sat looking rather miserable at the end of the large table.
"Perhaps," murmured the queen. "With the combined powers of us and maybe your minis as well, then it is possible."
"Good," said the magical cat. "Then I could put shelter over the cafeteria too, and perhaps even the library. The students will be fine in their cars, even though I would actually prefer it if they froze." He regarded the falling snowflakes and how they evaporated moments before they could even touch any of the staff members. "Ah well. At least the cold will calm them down a little. If not, having to walk through snow everyday just might."
"And I thought that you were such a nice tom," sighed Ekwy, who sat opposite to him, with Qmélie RonRon in front of her on the table.
Qmélie was a French Jennyanydots mini, spawned from a misspelling of "Amélie RonRon." Ekwy had taken the orangey-coloured mini to her heart since she had studied French herself once upon a time. Now Qmélie rarely left the Agent's side, and whenever possible she was lying with her head in her lap, listening to Ekwy murmuring sweet nothings in her very best High School French, and being rubbed on the tummy.
Mistoffelees smirked somewhat unpleasantly. "A lot of people make that mistake."
Ekwy shook her head and chuckled, startling Qmélie with the sudden sound. The Agent hurried to pet the mini and coo: "Oh, don't worry, mon petit chou, nothing bad is happening."
Qmélie put her head back down and made a sound that was strangely close to a purr. This was actually less peculiar than it might appear, since ronron means "purr" in French. Ekwy smiled tenderly.
Miss Minnaloushe cleared her throat. "That takes care of part of the problem," she said. "But the classrooms will still be left unprotected. And the mini-Pollicle pen can probably take being outside in the cold, but we should still provide shelter for them. These cold months might be too hard for them otherwise."
The Rumpus Cat nodded. He too, had a mini in front of him on the table. It was Tumpus Cat, who had a large T on his chest and was usually a bit uncertain about his identity around his kin. A part of him knew that his namesake was the fear of all Pollicles; he was one himself and felt nervous in his direct presence. But he was also a Rumpus Cat mini, and knew what the superhero might expect from him. All that made him very confused, and since minis are simple creatures, poor Tumpus always looked wary and hesitant.
Even now, when his namesake was calmly stroking him, the mini felt insecure. He whimpered a bit and hid his face under his paw.
Asparagus raised a paw. "I could perhaps organise a building crew," he suggested. "We could put roof over the classrooms, and maybe build a little hut in the Pen."
Miss Minnaloushe nodded slowly. "That sounds good. Until then... Old Deuteronomy?"
The Jellicle leader looked up. "Yes?"
"We still have empty cars left, don't we? Cars that no students live in?"
Old Deuteronomy nodded. "We do. But I don't believe that we should put the mini-Pollicles there, dear. They'd tear up the seat and shed and destroy a perfectly decent room. People are still enrolling. What do we do if we run out of cars? My toms found thirty of them, and they have scanned the junkyard, and there are no more. Except the TSE 1, and you can't say that we should give up that car, do you?"
"No, of course not. I would never be so cold-hearted. Very well, no minis in the cars. But then their hut must be top priority, Asparagus."
The tom nodded. "Will do, miss Minnaloushe."
"Good." The course coordinator stood up. "What else must we do before winter comes?"
"Food supplies should get us through it," reported Jennyanydots. "There is nothing to worry about there." She frowned momentarily. "Although I do wonder how the food gets here in the first place, since we live in a junkyard."
Miss Minnaloushe smiled. "Plotholes. Nothing to worry about. The PPC use them regularly, I understand it?"
Gecka nodded and grinned. "They're very useful. Don't fret, Jenny. Food won't be a problem."
The Gumbie Cat looked relieved. "If you say so."
Miss Minnaloushe sat down again. "Anything else?"
"Don't think so," said Old Deuteronomy. "The students are being difficult as per usual, but not worse than we can handle." He smiled. "I think they're starting to get that you can't mess with the Jellicles..."
"I have a plan," said Mystitat happily as the Misto Squad curled up in the TSE 31, one of the cars that no one was using and therefore was free to anyone, in this case a very important club meeting.
"Does it involve getting Misto?" asked Airmid Star hopefully.
"Of course! It's a brilliant plan!"
"No offence, Myst, but you think that getting killed is a good plan, because that gets you close to Misto," pointed out Lolita.
Mystitat sighed. "Well, this plan is a lot better, I promise. You don't wanna hear it?"
"I wanna hear it!" cried Eponine and adjusted herself on the car seat. "It's been a long time since we had a good plan."
"Well," said Mystitat importantly, "we like Misto, right?"
No one even dignified such an obvious question with an answer.
"And what does Misto like?"
"Dancing!" came from Kaylyn. "But we've already tried that, and he poofed out on us!"
"I wasn't talking about dancing, silly, I was talking about something else." The black Jellicle beamed. "Magic!"
The TSE 31 erupted in chatter.
"Well magic, obviously..."
> "Isn't magic pretty hard to do?"
"It never looks hard when he's doing it!"
There was a small pause as the fans thought of the innuendo in the previous statement, and then they all started giggling hysterically.
"Seriously though," grinned Mystitat. "Misto likes magic, okay? And to win him, we simply have to do magic too! Which is why I came up with this plan. We're just going to have to steal one of Misto's magic books!"
"I've heard of stories like this," said Kara Sakuya and shook her head. "They never end well."
"Oh stop being such a party-pooper!" huffed Mystitat. "I don't see you having a plan!"
Kara said nothing, but she poked her tongue out and pouted.
"What do we have to do?" asked Joanna eagerly.
She was already bouncing in her seat. If this plan worked, she'd soon have Mistoffelees eating out of her hand!
"I have a plan for that too!" Mystitat grinned. "But that's gonna be a surprise!"
The plan needed a week to prepare. This was done in secret by Mystitat, and no one dared questioning her. When she had an idea, there was not stopping nor reasoning with her, so they just let her to it while the rest of the Misto Squad concentrated on school work.
On Saturday the following week, Mystitat announced what she had done.
"I have spied on Misto!" she declared. "I now know his movements and habits. It is time for my plan to be set in motion!"
She beamed at her fellow Misto fans.
"Spiffy," said Ratha. "Care to fill us in?"
"Sure!" She lowered her voice. "Right now, the teachers are preparing their free-time courses. But then, when it is time for lessons, they will leave the faculty area. And that's where we'll pounce!" She picked up a map over the campus and spread it out on her lap. "Here's the faculty area. We'll hide here." She pointed to a classroom on the map. "When Jennyanydots comes out, she's always the last one, then we can move in."
"Are you insane?" asked JemimaWeasley. "The mini-Pollicles are guarding the place when the others aren't there! We'll be ripped to shreds before we can blink!"
"No worries!" chirped Mystitat. "I thought of that too!"
She picked up a yellow paper bag, which Joanna instantly recognized. It was filled with Bustopher Jones' Shrimp Delights, much like those Misty had offered the female kittens when they came trick-or-treating.
"The minis like these things," explained Mystitat. "All we have to do is throw them the bag, and they won't bother us. And then we can sneak into the faculty area, and look around for one of Misto's magic books! Once we have that, then we have two choices. One is to read a love spell so that he'll fall for me, and the other is to be so good at magic that he'll be very impressed!"
Tera Earth snorted. "You? Why should he fall for you?"
"Well, it was my idea!"
"That doesn't matter! I'm his number one fangirl, I should have priority!"
"Excuse me? You his number one fangirl? I don't think so! I love him the most!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Come on guys, we don't have to do this now," said Joanna, trying to calm them down. "We're all a team here. We should never have gotten this far without each other."
She smiled benevolently. Secretly, she was planning to fool them all and run away with the magic book as soon as they got into the faculty area, but they didn't have to know that. Mystitat and Tera sighed and nodded.
"Fine," said Tera. "Let's go, then."
They did.
No one exactly new what happened after they'd successfully gotten into the faculty area. Joanna had a vague recollection of seeing Mystitat flying through the air and landing somewhere close to the library, but she wasn't really sure. One thing was certain, and that was that Mystitat died again, possibly for the third or fourth time since she'd come to OFUC. A bunch of members of the Misto Squad all went the same way as the leader for the expedition, but Joanna surprisingly made it.
They never really found out what had happened, but that very same day, Demeter and Bombalurina wrote a new verse on the Macavity song.
He's the nemesis of all fanbrats
The Misto Squad's despair
And when they thought the staff was gone
Macavity was there!
The Misto Squad were not amused at all.
To all who reviewed saying how sneaky I am for not telling you anything at all about MJ&RT: Yes. I am sneaky. But what should I have done? One way or the other, half the fandom would have slaughtered me in my sleep. Personally I think they're siblings, but I know a lot of people don't, so therefore I did it this way.
Answers to Reviews:
Eclectica: Oh yeah, I think I've heard of that one. I weep for my fandom.
Mystitat: Good kitty! .:pets:. And you got your death, just like you wanted it. :) I'll send you a bunch of stuff for the site today. I just finished going through the schedules, and now they're ready to be shown to the world.
Jemima-luvah: Yes, that would be an interesting twist. But you can't actually be expelled from OFUC. It would go against what we're trying to teach, if we just kicked out students all the time. If a student only got nine chances, then I think there wouldn't be a lot of them left... An interesting thought, though!
They found your body. It was not a pretty sight. The Twins and Misto had a real rough time bringing you back to life.
D0uble-Tr0uble: It only took a couple of days for her to reply. On the other hand, I'm sort of familiar with her from other places, so she knows I'd take care of her idea. I should wait until she replies before starting to write it. You might not think it, but Miss Cam has minions in basically EVERY fandom, and sooner or later she would know that you haven't technically gotten permission yet. And then there would be much bad things. Perhaps she didn't get your email? Emails get lost, after all...
DemiGold: Hm, that's an idea... I'll think of that, and perhaps I'll order a few later on. :)
Korora: They're something. We don't know. As MJ&RT said, it varies a lot, and we'll possibly never know if they're siblings or mates. "Rumpelteazer" is not technically a mini. It depends on where you live, but in many productions, that's how she's spelled. But Rompretrizas... Cute! She can hang out with Qmélie RonRon. And you, mysteriously enough, survived the attack of the Jellice Monster with nothing but a broken leg.
Antigone: Naw. I love you too. .:pets:.