A/N: I'm back! Exams done. Bit of a filler chapter.. You're all gonna hate me in about 4 chapters.
Several days passed, each of them similar. Mungojerrie had been treated fervently by Macavity's healers for a solid two days, and luckily, they'd managed to stem the blood flow from his neck. Thankfully, Alonzo didn't have much talent for throwing knives- if the defensive weapon had gone any further into the calico tom's neck, he'd be dead.
In terms of his sister, well.. Rumpleteazer hadn't been seen by anybody other than the healers, and Seelniu. The calico queen was still not permitted to leave the Hideout, and the only thing she had to do was visit Mungojerrie. It pained her to see her brother in such a vulnerable, wounded condition, but she couldn't bear stay away for long.
Exactly three days after Mungojerrie had been injured- three days after Rumpleteazer and Seelniu had become an item- and the calico tom was set to be taken off the pain relieving medication. Macavity's healers had decided to keep the tom unconscious long enough for his wounds to settle- and, surprisingly, it had worked.
The sun came along with Rumpleteazer. The small queen slipped out of the nest of blankets she'd been nestled in, making sure not to alert her new tomfriend- ah, tomfriend- and hastily made her way out of the barrack. It was a Sunday, and 99% of the employees were dormant in their sleeping quarters. The 1% that weren't were Rumpleteazer, two healers, and- potentially Macavity? Who knew? He could be anywhere.
Yawning, Rumpleteazer elbowed the door to the infirmary, pawing at her eyes as they were greeted with the industrial glare of the room. It was way too bright for an early morning..
"Morning, Rumpleteazer," A thin, grey tom greeted, as the calico queen settled into a chair besided Mungojerrie. The calico tom was still unconscious- his face weary, but otherwise completely still. The only thing that gave his injuries away was the excessive bandaging around his neck.
"Mornin', Jake," The queen replied, stifling a yawn as she took Mungojerrie's paw in hers, her free paw stroking his matted headfur. The rage she felt towards their tribe for hurting her brother was getting stronger by the day.. How could the do this to Mungojerrie? Wasn't exiling them enough?
A soft hum of information hit her ears, but her slight reverie blocked most of it out. Except the vital part.
They were about to wake Mungojerrie up. She dreaded the thought of seeing her brother in pain, but it had to be done.
"Jerrie.." Rumpleteazer murmured, resting a paw on the calico tom's cheek. His eyes were still locked shut, dormant as the healer aside him began to take away the painkillers.
The next few minutes were extremely tense, as the two cats waited for Mungojerrie to snap out of his sleep.
"Cmon, 'Jer.. Woike up.. Ploize. For moi," Rumpleteazer whispered, lightly stroking his face.
Seconds passed.. And the tom still remained dormant. His twin bit her lip, breath hitched in her throat. Jake was about to step in, when a soft, raspy cough sounded from the dark, striped calico.
"Ergh.. Wot 'appened?" Mungojerrie coughed, his eyelids cracking slightly as he woke, wincing slightly as the bright light hit him.
"Jer!" Rumpleteazer grinned, throwing her arms around the calico tom. He caught her and pulled her into a tight hug, holding his sister close to him.
"Hoiy, 'Teazah," The calico tom beamed, staring over her shoulder at the grey healer tom.
"I'll come check on you later.." Jake nodded, before picking up his clipboard and leaving the two.
Rumpleteazer sighed contentedly, taking in lungfuls of her twin's near identical scent. His warm hugs had been something she'd missed- she got them from Seelniu, but the warm, sold, reassuring presence that was her brother calmed her like nothing else could. To think she could have lost him.. All because of their ex-tribe.
"'Teazah.. Oi though' oi'd lost ya.. Alonzo threw somethin' a' moi, an' everythen jus wen' dahk.." The calico tom muttered, hugging his sister tightly.
"Ow do ya feel now, Jer?" His twin asked, resting her chin on her brother's shoulder.
"Well.. Ma neck 'urts, bu' not so badloiy," The calico tom mused, relaxing his hold on his sister as she pulled away from him. That was when he caught a whiff of her scent. It was the same as usual, but with a slightly different hint to it. The hint of a tom.
"Well well, Rumpleteazah, whot 'ave we got 'ere? 'Ave ya bin with a tom?" Mungojerrie asked as his sister sat beside him, her expression slightly guilty.
His tone was protective and slightly fierce- as it usually was when it came to the wellbeing of his sister.
"Erm... Well.." The calico queen stumbled, trying not to giggle at the overly stern look on her brother's face. His mouth was twisted into a slight smirk, but his eyes were set and serious.
"Per'aps oi'd bettah tell ya whot 'appened aftah ya left 'Mac's office.."
"Well, 'Teazah.. Oi guess oi missed a lot.." The calico tom sighed, just seconds after his sister had recounted her tale. He didn't disapprove, exactly- she'd clarified that Seelniu wasn't the tom he was rumored to be. That information had provided Mungojerrie with some relief, but he still felt fiercely protective of his marginally younger sister. He guessed that his protective streak would never really fade away.
"Oi'm meetin' Seelniu tha secon' oi ge' outta here," Mungojerrie decided, nodding in confirmation. His sister groaned, whacking her brother's shoulder with a paw.
"Aw, cmon Jer-"
"E mus' ave tha big brotha's approval. An' tha's tha."
Mungojerrie stayed in the infirmary for two days, and the day of his release finally came. Rumpleteazer was nervous- she'd told Seelniu about the upcoming meeting, and he'd been amused, but she was still nervous. No way in hell did she want her brother disapproving og her tomfriend.
"Milaya moya, calamity," Seelniu sighed, catching his queenfriend around the waist and pulling her into his lap.
"Calm," She corrected, idly twirling her paws in her lap as the black tom stroked her headfur. He simply chuckled, leaning to kiss her cheek.
"Ah, my many apologies, kravisaya," The Russian tom grinned.
"Ya English 'as 'koinda improved, though, since ya've been moi 'guahd'," Rumpleteazer amended, earning another laugh from the black tom.
"I enjoy having you here.. Perhaps when Macavity ends this.. Er.. Sentence, you will consider staying?" Seelniu asked, slight hesitation in his voice. He was scared that his queen would leave him- everyone that he'd ever cared about had left..
"Trus' moi, Oi'm stayin'," The calico queen replied softly, pressing a kiss to his jaw. Instead of that just being it, the black tom gently took her chin in his hand, leaning in for a deep, intimate kiss. He didn't even have chance to register the door opening when a husky cough jolted the two apart.
"Well.. Oi'm guessin' ya mus' be Seelniu.. Oi'm ere ta talk ta ya bou' datin' moiy sistah, bu' oi see tha' ya are definiteloiy set on stoiyin together," Mungojerrie commented, arms folded as he leant against the doorframe. Despite his pretense of anger, a soft smirk played on his face. His sister's surprised expression amused him- now, just to see how Seelniu would react.
The black tom gently moved the calico onto her bed, before pulling herself up to his feet. He was at least a half a foot taller than Mungojerrie, but the challenging expression on the calico tom's face didn't waver. Seelniu decided that it was just a display of how strongly the calico tom felt about his sister.
"Mungojerrie? I am very much happy to see that your health has improved," The black tom smiled, a nervous tone to his voice as he held out a paw to shake.
"Than' ya, Oi'm much bettah," The calico tom nodded, briefly shaking the black tom's paw. The few seconds that followed were so tense, the air could be sliced with a knife. Rumpleteazer bit her lip, watching the two toms. They were staring each other down- just waiting for what Mungojerrie would say next.
'Bast, e's gonnah say no..' The calico queen's mind yelled, as her brother's eyebrows raised into an unreadable expression.
"Well.. Seelnyah.. Oi wanna 'ear ya tale from ya lips. Ya queenfriend told moi, bu' Oi wanna know mo' abou' moi sistah's tom," Mungojerrie grinned. Relief washed over the two, and Mungojerrie staggered slightly when a small calico mass flew into his arms.
"Than's, 'Jer," Rumpleteazer whispered, hugging him tightly before dropping back down to her feet. "Oi'm gonnah go ge' some food.. Oi'll leave ya ta tawlk."
Talk. That they didn't. Despite the fact Mungojerrie approved, he still wasn't sure of what to talk about with this tom. He suspected that Seelniu didn't have a clue, either- his face was puzzled.
"Well.. Thank you, I am glad you are well," Seelniu nodded. "I think I need food.."
"Ya thin' ya need moiy sistah, no' tha food," Mungojerrie smirked, before stepping aside to allow the charcoal tom to pass.
"Jus' to say.. If ya 'urt 'er, well, oi 'ope ya're no' too attached ta ya throat," The calico tom warned.
"I have no intention of hurting Rumpleteazer.. I have not had the best past, I want to keep a good thing in my life," The charcoal tom replied quietly, before leaving.
Mungojerrie stared after his sister and the black tom, a soft grin on his face.
"Well.. Full o' sahproises.." The calico chuckled. Perhaps now they could move on properly.. Away from the Jellicles, and beginning a new life. He was glad that the black tom took her mind off things.
A/N: Bit of a filler, but at least I updated! Exams are done- more updates! Please leave feedback and check out Mistolover101's story and Victoriadancer2014
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