Demeter sighed to herself, getting her now more then ever tenacious sister together with the Maine Coon wasn't at all going to be easy. First she needed to talk to Bombalurina and try to get some sort of confession from her… But how? As the golden queen rounded the corner she spied the crimson queen talking with Jemima and sauntered over to them.

"Hello Jemima, Bomba."

"Hey Dem." Bombalurina said as she approached the golden queen. "What's up?"

"Oh nothing much. Jenny just showed me this amazing shampoo her humans got her. It works wonders on your fur." Demeter said, hoping that all would go well. If there was one thing that the gold queen knew about her sister, it was that she would or could never refuse any thing that made you look glamorous.

"Oh really?" The red queen said, ears perking up in interest.

"Yup. I could try it out on you if you wanted. Jenny gave me some…" Demeter said turning her back to the crimson queen, slightly smiling. "You could spend the night at my den, we could have sort of a girls night out."

"What about Munkustrap?" Bombalurina asked curiously. Her sister was up to something and she knew it.

"Well him, Tugger and Misto are going clubbing and Tristram is getting babysat by Jemima and Pouncival. Well that's what Tugger said."

"Um o.k. Il come then." Bombalurina said smiling. "Jemima your sure you don't mind looking after Tristram?"

"Don't worry, you have a good time. I'm sure it will be worth it." The calico said with a mysterious smile. Bombalurina watched the younger queen walk away and glanced at her sister.

"So um on that odd note lets go." Demeter said as she led the way back to her den, her red sister following closely behind.


Jemima made her way to Pouncival's den smiling inwardly, Demeter had approached both of them a few days ago about helping her out on her "matchmaking" as she had called it. All that they needed to do was keep Bombalurina and Tugger's son occupied for a night and everything would be headed in the right direction, or at least that's what the spiky haired queen had told them.

"Pounce are you home?" Jemima asked as she walked into the toms den. There was a shuffling noise for a minute before the tom appeared before her, looking more bedraggled then Macavity had.

"Are you alright? What happened?" She said as she cautiously approached the tom who gave her a sheepish smile.

"I was looking for something."

"That's it? You look like you've just been attacked by a Pollicle!" Jemima stuttered.

"Never mind why I'm like this, we have to go fetch Tristram he's with Jellylorum and Jenny." With that the two cats headed out to the old Gumbie cats den.


"Easssyy Demmeeteeer." Bombalurina tried to say through chattering teeth as her sister forcefully dried her with a towel.

"Oh don't be such a kitten. You need to get all the water out of your fur before I can continue." Demeter stated plainly, trying to hide the muffled laughs of enjoyment of seeing her sister all tattered and stuttering.

After the queen had splotched out ever last drop of moisture from the struggling scarlets body she finally let go of her.

"Thank you." Bombalurina said sarcastically as she hopped onto one of her sisters favourite pillows as Demeter followed.

"Well now that were done the washing stage, we can get to the fun part."

"And that is…" Bombalurina added feeling a little freaked out by all the attention she was getting.

"Primping your fur to perfection."

Bombalurina gave an confused look to the grinning queen, she hadn't made any fuss over her fur in years, barely ever had taken the time to groom it properly when she lived in the tavern, why start now?

"Dem you really don't have to do this."

"Oh come on where's your adventurous side. Don't you want to see how glamorous your going to look after this? I mean what happened to the Bombalurina who would do anything for beauty in the past?"

"Gone."

"Oh hush up and pass me the brush. Its going to be just like those times when we were kits. Remember we always through makeover parties?" Demeter said as she attentively combed the knots out of her sisters head fur.

"Yes I remember. Why all the fuss though? I haven't bothered to work on my image in years, I'm not like I used to be." Demeter smiled. This would just be the right time to bring up today's topic.

"I know your not. In fact a lot of cats have changed over the years. Some are more caring, some ruder then others but that's beside the point." She said as she let out a small chuckle. " I just thought since you've changed so much it would be nice to relive old times and maybe continue some of your old habits.."

"Perhaps." Bombalurina said still not understanding where her sister was coming from. "But it depends on what "old habits" your talking about."

"Oh you know… Running around playing. Just being yourself. Swooning over toms." Demeter added quietly.

"Swooning over toms eh? Well sister dear do inform me of which toms you wish us to swoon over." Bombalurina said with an almost kittenish sound to her voice. Demeter gave a giddy smile, not sure of how she should approach the topic.

"I've got an idea lets play twenty questions. I'll ask you questions about different qualities you would want in a tom or just questions about a tom.." Bombalurina knew that this wasn't about reliving old memories, Demeter was trying to get something from her. A peice of information of some sort. Letting the golden queen know that she figured out that something was up, she twisted herself around to look at Demeter's face.

"Dem what's this really about. I know you to well now to think that its just a girlish slumber party."

Demeter looked down at her tail and reluctantly began to play around with it.

"I was uh… Just thinking about me and Munkus." She lied. "And then I thought of you and well…"

"You think I need a tom don't you?" Demeter's eyes shifted the back wall. Well this was just peachy, Bombalurina was hot on her trail.

"Well Bomba… Your single, you've got a kit. And well I think it would be nice for you to be happy." Demeter added after a mild pause. She could probably lie her way out of this just enough to get Bombalurina over to the club where Munkustrap, Mistoffelees and Tugger were headed toward, without her suspecting anything.

"Um…." Bombalurina began, unsure of how to answer her sisters comment. She new that Demeter only wanted what's best for her but didn't her sister realize that she couldn't just go get made up, put in a place where a lot of toms were and pick one out and stay with him. Sure she had once dreamed of finding the perfect sole mate, settling down with him and perhaps raising a family, but look how her life had turned out. It was far more twisted then she could of ever imagined it to be. Bombalurina could recall all the unanswered prayers that she had prayed every night, endlessly for someone to come and save her from her vile job in the tavern. Oh how she had longed for a tom that would love her unconditionally and come and sweep her off her feet away from that horrid place. She had to face the facts as she eventually came back to reality of that she was on her own and there would be no night in shinning armour to rescue her from this nightmare she had placed herself in. That there would be no happy ending, no walking off into the sunset with her mate. She realized that she was bounded to that destiny forever and that it would never change, that was until she had came back here. Back here to the place that she had longed to get away from for so long. And back here with the tom she had only wanted to get rid of.

Part of her still wanted what she had dreamed of almost all of her life but most of her warned her away, telling her that it would never happen it was a dream to good for reality after all she was only a slut.

"A dream that wont come true." Seemed to be implanted in the queens mind every time she thought about it.

The red queen shook herself noticing that she was spacing out again.

"Bomba I'm sorry I never should of brought up the topic." Demeter said as she embarrassedly made her way around the den, regretting the plans she had made for the evening.

"Don't worry. Really its o.k.." Demeter could almost feel the lie in her sisters voice but ignored it anyway.

"So I take it you wouldn't want to get made over still, and go out."

"You know what. Actually I think it's a great idea. I'm not going to ruin your evening. So how about you get out the fancy collars and we have us a girls night out." The red queen smiled, suddenly having a swift change in attitude. Demeter looked up a bit shocked and confused but also relieved that the date was going to still be on. With a giggle and a sudden burst of energy Demeter pulled the red queen onto one of the boxes that made for a good chair and started the makeover.


The moon was shining down brightly on the land below as the three toms made their way into the club.

The music was blasted to its full volume on a stereo that wasn't needed by the humans anymore. It had been found in the junkyard and some cat had taken it upon himself to repair it and put it in the club.

"Man I didn't know how fixed up this place had gotten." Tugger commented as he sat down in a booth made out of an old desk top, followed by the silver tabby and tuxedo tom.

"Ya I know. Bustopher and Gus really meant it when they said that they'd fix it up." Munkustrap said as a spotted queen came over and asked what they wanted to drink. The club had defiantly changed over the years. Before it was just a place that had a couch and a small radio that barely worked, cats would just come and talk about stuff but ever since Bustopher Jones had taken over he had moulded it into a high class place where food was always stored, served and cooked along with music always playing. It was always a treat to come every few months for a morsel or two instead of hunting one down and killing it with your own hands.

"Um I'll have a bit of tuna and cold cream if you don't mind." Munkustrap said to the spotted cat.

"And add a hint of catnip." Tugger said grinning as Mistoffelees shook his head disapprovingly.

"You old flea bag!" The conjurer said as he reached across the table and teasingly tried to hit the Maine Coon over the head. As the two toms continued to swat each other Tugger's attention was soon drawn to across the room. The toms neatly groomed ears perked up as Munkustrap and Mistoffelees exchanged curious glances. Munkustrap's expression soon changed into an understanding almost mocking smirk as he noticed what Tugger was staring at.

"Oh did I forget to tell you that I asked Demeter to join us this fine evening and she just insisted on bringing Bombalurina along." The silver tabby said smiling as Tugger's eyes became slits and he mouthed the words your dead as the tabby called for the two queens to join them.

Bombalurina's fur seemed to shine, the shampoo Jenny had given was really truly amazing. Demeter had groomed her to perfection, gave her one of her diamond studded collars and sprayed some of Jenny's humans perfume on her. In all honestly Bombalurina had never looked better.

As the two queens walked over to the table, Bombalurina felt a bit uneasy. Why on earth had she let Demeter drag her into this. Demeter quickly sat beside Munkustrap and Mistoffelees scooted over to the other side of him leaving the only optional place to sit for the red queen to be beside Tugger. The Maine Coon moved over and she hesitantly sat down.

" We already ordered some cream, tuna and courtesy to Tugger, a bit of catnip." Mistoffelees said as Bombalurina gave a curious glance to the maned tom who smiled embarrassed and gave a little shrug.

"What I'm in a weird mood." He said trying to clarify his innocence. As the cats continued to chat Bombalurina noticed Tugger's eyes constantly on her but she tried her best to ignore it. He hadn't been himself lately but then again, neither had she. Starting to feel very uncomfortable with the toms constant gazes she motioned for Demeter to follow her over to the bar.

"Hey what's the matter?" Demeter said as she noticed her sisters distressed look. "I thought that you'd like coming here."

"I like the place but its just the company." Bombalurina said motioning to the toms. Demeter gave her a confused glance.

"Bombalurina listen to me. Your single, your hot and need to start living! At least for tonight anyway!" Bombalurina felt herself flinch as she felt Tugger's eyes on her again. She felt sick. She didn't want to be here and she defiantly didn't want to stay. As the music on the stereo began to get louder some of the cats retreated to the dance floor. Munkustrap approached the two queens and offered his hand to Demeter who greatly excepted. As her sister was spun out onto the dance floor she felt another presence beside her. Turning around she seen Tugger smiling down at her. Suddenly feeling very tempted to get away from the spot she looked away.

"So you want to give it a try? Dance I mean." Tugger asked. Bombalurina froze. This couldn't be happening.

"I um cant dance anymore." She said trying to get out of the situation. Tugger grinned impishly at her and grabbed her hand leading her out onto the floor.

"Well then I think its about time you learned." He said as he spun her around. Bombalurina was mortified. She couldn't do this, not with him. She suddenly got this fluttery feeling in her stomach as she found herself looking into his deep blue eyes. Immediately looking away she found herself being spun into him. He was teasing her. She new it.

"Oh come on Bomba. Got two left feet?" The maned cat laughed. Feeling her face grow hot Bombalurina wished she could be anywhere but here. The remark that he made just mad her feel flustered. She might have two left feet but that didn't mean he could push her around.

"Il prove something to you buddy." She spat as she began to dance around him to the beat of the music. As the couples movements began to get more provocative the rest of the cats stopped their dancing and concentrated all their attention onto them, clapping along to the music. Bombalurina smiled suddenly liking the attention that she was getting from the cheering crowd. Without warning Tugger spun the queen into him, pressing her body to his, smiling wickedly and continued dancing. Bombalurina's happiness was suddenly gone as she felt something arise in her. Bombalurina felt his hands wrap around her waist holding her tighter as the music got slower. The feeling came back to her and she felt like running out of the club but she couldn't pull away. She suddenly leaned into the him letting the rhythm of the music take total control over her body. All of a sudden she didn't care who was there or that she was being watched.

She felt his hands travel up her body again and before realizing what was happening let out a purr of delight. Dazed an unaware of what was happening she pressed harder against him, still keeping rhythm with the music. Something was happening, she felt it. Suddenly she realized that she was purring and was zipped back to reality. She felt sick. Her head was spinning and her heart was pounding. She had to get out of here. She didn't like what had just happened. As the music died down the two parted only to be applauded by the large audience.

Bombalurina gripped the side of a table to support herself. Feeling dizzy and as if she would faint she tried her best to process what had just happened. What had just happened? The room was spinning and she felt like her heart was in her mouth. She needed to get out of here. She need to get away from him. Without hesitation Bombalurina rushed to the entrance and into the street griping the nearest lamppost.

Damn him! Damn it all! What was happening to her? She couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't stand him! Not able to be around the maned tom any longer she ran through the alleyway heading toward Demeter's den.