On the next day in the mid to late morning, while most other Jellicles were dozing off in the sunlight, Sapphira was sitting by the city park's pond and watched the ducks swim with no need of pouncing on them. She was still repeating that moment with the Tugger. She felt as if it was a dream… a very lucid one.
After some pondering Sapphira simply decided to forget about everything and head home.
On her way back, she found the Tugger who was as usual, trifling with the love-sick kittens. Sapphira immediately picked up speed and tried to get back to the junkyard before anyone could stop her.
In contrast to Sapphira's intentions, the Tugger did see her and noticed she was in a great hurry. He felt sorry for her. For whatever reason she's rushing, it's pitiful. She just needs to loosen up. And right then and there the Tugger ran full speed to catch up.
"Sapphira! Wait!" He yelled. Sapphira kept running, dodging obstacles. Even though she kind of wanted the Tugger to chase her, she didn't want him to raise so much attention.
"What?" Sapphira said, catching her breath.
"I…" The Tugger's tongue was in knots. He couldn't find the right words.
"What? You chased me halfway across the Junkyard! Don't tell me you don't have anything to say!" She said with a playful giggle.
"I… Just wanted to tell you to slow down! Yes! That's it! You know you could've hurt somebody racing like that." He said with a 'lightbulb' facial expression.
"Uh huh, sure." She said with a doubtful look on her face. "Is there actually anything you'd like to tell me?"
"No. No. That was it… Unless there's something you want to hear…" The Tugger said, copying what Bombalurina had said to him the night before.
"Yes, in fact there is." Sapphira said with a competitive look in her eye. The Tugger crawled closer to Sapphira on four legs like a wild animal.
"I want to know the truth." She finished.
The Tugger immediately moved his head by Sapphira's face and said in a whispered and seductive tone, "You want to know? Because I do too." To the Tugger's surprise, he lightly stroked Sapphira's chest and purred. She is taking this really well! How about I advance?
He started to wrap his leg around her and his purring started to intensify until Sapphira said, "Tugger?"
"Hmm, yes?" he said whispering.
"What in the Heaviside layer are you doing?" She said, eyes widening and heart racing.
"I'm soothing you… Helping you calm down." The Tugger said, getting into a dreamy stage.
"No, no, no! I know what you're doing! You're trying to…" Sapphira's face turned a bright red with embarrassment and delight. "Stop."
"Make me." The Tugger replied.
"Is that a challenge?" Sapphira questioned.
"I know you love them." The Tugger said going back to his fierce mood.
"Don't you even dare."
"Oh, I will." The Tugger pounced onto her and they started wrestling. He let her win because it showed that he didn't want complete dominance over her; which is just what Sapphira desired.
After winning, Sapphira said, "I… Should probably go… You toms have a way of making a queen delay her whole schedule just to play." She said poking fun at him. The Tugger smiled and he went about his day.
Sapphira left and she didn't exactly feel like the Tugger was that… well… great. She did like playing with him but he took it too far with her beforehand. Sapphira had mixed feelings about this diva of a tom.
To be continued…
I know this one has an odd ending but all of Andrew Lloyd Webber's films do so… That's that. Also, my intentions with this piece was to get the Tugger to express his feelings to Sapphira, but she sort of rejects him. I know I didn't exactly convey that point but just to be clear, Sapphira is not all that interested.