Bugger, I forgot to thank you lovely people that reviewed! Thank you to; musicgal3, PlatoLuvr-08, Tuggers'Lil'Princess, XmewmewLizzieX, SummerRose12, AriaCloudrunner, Lavie Nenharma, Don't know Don't care 38 and ied for your reviews! :) Oh, there's a bit of Alonzo/Teazer in this, I got it from the part in Invitation to the Jellicle Ball when he stands behind her and she swoons - so I guess she fancied him a bit! Anyway ..

I didn't really know what coming of age was, I thought it was the strangest thing in the world. I actually thought Munkustrap looked hot some days - flipping heavyside. Over a few weeks everything started to change .. bodies, personalities, friendships - the junkyard was a big swarm of raging hormones. Even Teazer had her moments. I liked the fact I was becoming a queen though, and that Tugger was becoming a tom. The strangest thing about coming of age was realising that we were more than friends, I thought he got more gorgeous as each day passed - I fancied him like mad.

* * *

'You kissed Tugger?!'

'No, he kissed me!'

Demeter cringed, 'That's disgusting!' Demeter did not understand Bombalurina's love for The Tugger, and she quite frankly did not want to, they had never seen eye to eye. This dislike began when he dared her to act like a pollicle for the day and he began to cry so Jenny would give him mouse cakes - Demeter thought he was a brat. Barking like a pollicle was hardly the kind of attention she planned on using to attract Munkustrap.

'Well that's funny, because a little birdy said something about you and Munkustrap kissing.' Bombalurina sighed wryly.

Demeter's face dropped and her eyes widened. 'Who told you?' she squeaked.

Bombalurina tapped her nose and smirked.

'You talking about Lady and the Tramp?' Tugger grinned, walking into the clearing and resting his arm against the bonnet of the TSE1.

Bombalurina beamed as he grinned at her and gazed at him in admiration. Demeter rolled her eyes. 'Makes a change from Beauty and the Beast.' she growled.

Tugger scoffed and glared at the black and gold queen, who returned his disgruntled expression.

'Oi, get outta' here furball, this is a QUEEN'S area.' Rumpleteazer scolded, folding her arms and sticking her nose in the air proudly.

'Well I don't see a Queen here.' Tugger replied, looking Rumpleteazer up and down. The tabby kitten, who was half his size, simply curled her paw into a fist and lifted it to the air, threatening to punch him. 'Okay I'm going!' he squealed and ran out of the den. She turned to Bombalurina, 'Ya call 'im a tom?' she chuckled. 'What were ya talkin' about anyway?' she asked, planting herself between the two princess.

Bombalurina stared upto the sky, but could not contain herself; 'Demeter kissed Munkustrap!' she burst. Demeter's mouth dropped open, 'BOMBY.'

Rumpleteazer stared at Demeter with wide eyes, 'Oi ya cheeky!' Demeter's cheeks were burning scarlet and she fidgeted with her paws in embarrassment.

'It's nothing to be embarrassed about.' Bombalurina added, smiling at her sister.

'Yeah it is! Tom's are 'orrible and smelly, I don't know why you'd want to kiss a tom .. they have germs y'know!'

Bombalurina scoffed, 'You weren't like that when you told me about Alon-' Demeter turned to the queen in horror, 'Germs?' she whispered.

'Yuhuh.' Rumpleteazer nodded. 'And don't even start me abowt MATIN'!'

Bombalurina's raised eye-brow dropped suddenly and Demeter's expression of horror was now catalysed by panic. 'What about it?' Bombalurina asked curiously.

'Well .. me Mum told me that if you mate wiv a tom, all these birds and bees attack ya and put an alien kitten in ya' belly!' She cried, pointing to her stomach.

Bombalurina and Demeter exchanged terrified glances. 'Teazer you're a dirty little liar!'

'I am not! It's true, it is!'

Bombalurina stared down to her wash-board stomach, 'I don't want a kitten in my belly!'

'Well 'ats what 'appens! Toms are evil, I tell ya!'

As Bombalurina and Demeter's mouths fell open again, Admetus' head popped round the door.

'Hey, Jenny wants to see you all.'

Bombalurina and Demeter screamed 'GERMS!' and rushed out the door, holding their breaths as the passed Admetus to avoid catching his 'tom germs'; followed by Rumpleteazer who slapped Admetus' nose as she passed.

'OH TEAZER!' he cried, rubbing his throbbing nose.

* * *

'Hello girls!'

'Allo Mum!' Rumpleteazer grinned, pouncing ontop of a cushion.

'Hello Jenny.' Demeter and Bombalurina whispered.

'You're looking a bit peeky darlings, are you alright?'

They nodded timidly.

'Well, I've got some great news!' she beamed. 'Jelly's going to be having kittens, isn't that wonderful?'

Rumpleteazer rolled her eyes, 'Great, more fluff-ball toms to wreck the joint!'

'Rumpleteazer don't be unkindly.' Jenny scolded.

'Sorry.' she muttered reluctantly.

'Also, I just wanted to talk to you all about the Jellicle Ball.'

'YAY, we got a ball?! Can I play that game 'umans play wiv it?' Rumpleteazer gasped, suddenly interested in what her mother had to say.

'No honey, a ball. Where you sing and dance.'

'Ohh wot a load of shi-'

'Rumpleteazer! Mind your language young lady!'

Rumpleteazer grinned cheekily and batted her eye-lashes, she could be an angel when she wanted to be, usually only in these situations to avoid getting into trouble.

'Anyway where was I, the ball. Yes, the Jellicle ball is only a few weeks away ..'

'That means yearz!' Rumpleteazer whispered, giggling into her paw.

'And it's extra special because you're all coming of age!'

Demeter and Bombalurina looked terrified and Rumpleteazer pretended to be sick. 'You're going to find mates!' she clapped.

'But the bees ..'

'The alien kit ..'

'What darlings?'

'We don't want to come of age!' Bombalurina and Demeter whined.

'Oh dears, no one stays a kitten forever!' She stared at her daughter who was now attacking her knitting and rolled her eyes, well maybe they do.

'But Jenny, I don't want to be attacked by birds and bees!' Demeter wailed.

'And I don't want to have an alien kitten growing in my stomach!' Bombalurina cried, clinging to her slender stomach.

Jenny stared at the kittens in bewilderment and then widened her eyes when she realised where this had came from. Jenny, Demeter and Bombalurina stared to Rumpleteazer who was tangled in a mass pink wool. She paused and grinned sweetly, 'Wot?'

'I think you need to be told what mating really is ..'

* * *

'Tugger what are you doing?' Munkustrap asked.

Tugger rolled his eyes. 'Looking for stuff, is that a problem?'

'What kind of stuff?'

'Just stuff. Go bitch to someone else.'

'I was actually going to ask who you were taking to the ball.'

'I dunno.'

'I thought you wanted to be Bomba's mate?'

'I dunno.'

'How can you not know?'

'I dunno.'

Munkustrap growled at his younger brother, 'You are one ignorant little-'

'Ohhh build a bride, bitchtits.' Tugger hissed and stormed past him.

Munkustrap scowled at his brother, 'I WILL BE TELLING JENNY THAT YOU SWORE.'

Tugger suppressed the anger welling up inside him and continued to scavenge throughout the junkyard for any interesting finds. He didn't mind being himself, he couldn't stand listening to Alonzo and Munkustrap snapping orders at him, but he wished Bombalurina was with him. Just seeing her smile could brighten his mundane activity of looking for second-hand crap. Mind you, he'd recently noticed that tufts of tan hair were growing around his neck, and a comb could be of use.

A broken pram, food bottles, car tyres which were home to a thrive of insects; general rubbish. He pawed his way through stacks of bin bags, each with nothing of use. He pulled his claw down the stretchy plastic and raised his eyebrows in interest as he saw something sparkle inside it. He peered into the bag and pulled out various strips of leather adorn with silver studs and chains. He remembered the posters from his owners' bedroom walls; they were rock-stars. He bet they had queens drooling over them all day, got given piles of catnip and got their fur groomed daily. He swung a leather belt around his waist and fastened it to fit his skinny stomach, and began to rummage through the, now severed, bag to see what else he could find. Leather gloves - the epitomy of a sex god. He slid them onto his paws and hooked them into his belt. He pouted and twirled at the end of his imaginary cat walk. What was his name again? Rick Jagger? Well whatever it is - he doesn't compare to this cat now.

* * *

'So we don't get attacked by bees?'

'No.'

'And we don't have an alien kit?'

'No.'

'Okay.'

Jenny rubbed her temples and shook her head. 'So you understand?' The kittens nodded. 'Well, Bombalurina, Demeter and Tugger are all coming of age.'

'Oi, what about me?!' Rumpleteazer snapped, outraged that she was left out.

'You're Father and I think you should wait a few months, honey.'

Rumpleteazer managed a small pout and Bambi eyes, but grinned wildy when Jenny wasn't looking, it was a few months to have the right to act like a newborn.

'So, me and Bomba are coming of age?'

'That's right.' Jenny smiled. 'I'll be teaching you more songs and dances over the next few weeks too.'

'Singin' and dancin', yadda yadda, can we go now?' Rumpleteazer groaned.

Jenny sighed, 'Yes, off you go.'

Rumpleteazer woop-ed and scrambled out of the den. 'C'mon, I'll teach ya's the Gumbie Cat dance!'

Bombalurina grinned excitedly, 'I just gotta do something first.'

* * *

'Hi Bomba.'

'Hey Lonz, you seen Tugger?'

'No, I can't say I have.'

'Hm.'

'So, have you got a partner for the ball yet?'

'Nah, not yet.'

'Strange. Y'know if you'd like to-'

Oh no, he's not going to ask me.Bombalurina's eyes widened, 'I gotta go Alonzo, I'll see you around yeah?'

'Uh yeah, I guess.'

She shuffled out of the clearing as quickly as possible, how could Alonzo like her? Truthfully, she had always had a little thing for him - she had began to notice how handsome he was a while ago - she felt herself attracted to his maturity and his caring nature. However, she found him a bit too serious and almost arrogant.

And of course, he did not compare to Tugger. No one did. Bombalurina saw him as the definition of perfection. She smiled to herself and leapt atop the TSE 1, pirouetting in graceful movements before collapsing onto the smooth metal of the car bonnet to bask in the sun. She rested her head in her paws and her eyes closed lazily.

'Bombalurina. You know that's not safe.'

She opened her eyes and frowned at the black paws before her. She lifted her head and stared at the tom's body; grey and black tabby striped. Munkustrap. She met his eyes and bizzarely, her stomach wrenched. His eyes were a mixture of concern and comfort and he stood in a rigid manner, his arms crossed across his chest; his stance showed power. She looked away from him in shame, what was she thinking? Munkustrap? Her sister's love? Her own love's brother? Did this always happen to queens coming of age? she wondered; did every tom who once disgusted her start to become hunky objects of her desire?

'Bombalurina?'

'Yeah?' she muttered.

Munkustrap narrowed his eyes and Bombalurina felt her cheeks blaze. 'If you're going to sleep, could you go somewhere else? I just don't want anything to fall on you.'

Bombalurina nodded and scrambled off of the car. He smiled at her gently, 'Oh and I think my brother's looking for you.'

Her face lit up, 'Really? Where is he?'

'In his usual spot, I'd imagine.'

Bombalurina nodded and raced across the junkyard, any thoughts of Munkustrap and Alonzo breezing into the distance as she ran.

* * *

'Tugger!' she purred, staring at his studded belt.

'What do you think?'

Bombalurina grinned and ran her paw across the rows of silver squares. There were a few missing, but it looked good all the same. 'Suits you sir!' she purred. She stared upto his amber eyes and blinked a few times. He looked different. His cheeks that were once chubby from kittenhood were now defined and chiseled. His fur was rough and scruffy and his eyes were glowing with wildness. He wasn't Tugs anymore. He was The Tugger. And he was mighty fine from what she could see.

'What's wrong?'

'Nothing.' she smiled, staring to the ground shyly.

'Tugger take those off, you look like a robot dominatrix.' Munkustrap snorted, Alonzo guffawing behind him.

'I think he looks very handsome.' Bombalurina hissed, nuzzling his shoulder. Tugger smirked and raised his eye-brows in an accomplished 'told you so' manner. Munkustrap and Alonzo frowned and stalked off into the junkyard.

Rumpleteazer peered round from a trash pile, 'Bomby, can I tawk to ya a min?' she asked gently.

Bombalurina nodded and stared up to Tugger's eyes. 'I'll come find you later.' he said softly, smiling at her.

'You better.' she grinned. She tore herself from his grip and ran to Rumpleteazer. Tugger dropped his arms to his side, shivering as the heat from Bombalurina's body slowly evaporated from his.

* * *

'Whatd'you need to talk to me about?' she asked, jumping ontop of the TSE1 next to Rumpleteazer.

Rumpleteazer bit her lip and shifted uneasily.

'C'mon Teazer, spit it out.' Bombalurina urged sweetly, smiling gently at the tabby princess.

'Alonzo.' she whispered.

'Ooohh!' Bombalurina coo-ed. 'I thought you didn't like toms.' she smirked wryly and crossed her arms.

'I know I don't, but 'e smiled at me today Bomby!' she squealed. Bombalurina grinned excitedly at her friend, but found herself strangely jealous. What was happening? Rumpleteazer was her friend, and she liked Tugger.

'Well that's great Teaz!'

'Ya fink?' Rumpleteazer asked softly, looking up at Bombalurina with wide eyes.

'Sure it is!' she grinned. Rumpleteazer stared back into her lap, hiding the broad grin that was stretching across her face. 'C'mon Teazer, go for it!' Bombalurina squealed. 'We only regret the things we don't do.' Where had that line come from? Bast - one day you find out you're coming of age and suddenly your Saint Rumpus Cat of the Heavyside Layer.

'Okay.' Rumpleteazer exhaled deeply, bracing herself and collecting the confidence to talk to Alonzo. Bombalurina smiled gently, it was weird seeing the little princess that was always so confident having her shy moments. 'Thanks Bomby.' she whispered and cuddled her. Bombalurina suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of affection for the cheeky princess, and felt their friendship strengthen. She told herself she would not be jealous of her friend, and she would help her as much as she could to get her together with Alonzo. Rumpleteazer hopped off the rusting car bonnet and began primping her fur.

'Don't do anything I wouldn't do!' Bombalurina grinned.

Rumpleteazer spun round and waved at her, 'Well that don't leave much, ya dirty whore!' and bounded out of the clearing.

Bombalurina's smile dropped and her paw stopped waving as she realised that Rumpleteazer's miraculous caring side would not last for long, or would be reappearing anytime soon.

* * *

Tugger gazed at her stretching atop the TSE1, unable to take his eyes off of her.

'What's so interesting?' she asked politely.

'Nothing.'

'Hmph.'

'You wanna go for a walk?'

'If you insist.' she said calmly, leaping onto his back and wrapping her arms and legs around his body, snuggling her head into the nook between his shoulder and neck. Tugger spluttered as she crash-landed onto his back, but he didn't mind. He chuckled and nuzzled her nose with his.

'C'mon then.' she urged, nudging his spindly hips with her foot. Tugger raised his eye-brow at her, 'Anything for you my lady.' He began to race hurriedly around the junkyard, Bombalurina bobbing up and down madly on his back, 'T-t-t-t-tugger, you're going too f-f-aaaast!' she shrieked. Tugger turned to her and flashed her a mischievous grin, not noticing the large rock in front of him.

Tugger's pin-like legs collapsed beneath him and he lunged forward, Bombalurina following him. She felt her paws scrape across the ground as she fell and she heard Tugger yelp in pain.

'Tugger, are you ok?!' she gasped, racing to his side.

'Yeah I'm fine,' he replied, a little shaken. 'Are you?'

'I guess.'

She kissed his paw nuzzled his chest. 'I'm sorry.' she giggled. It was then he realised; I could spend the rest of my life with this queen. He frowned - what a strange thought - how could such a massive epiphany arise from scraped paws?

Bombalurina narrowed her eyes and stared at him in bewilderment as he gazed into space. 'Are you sure?'

Tugger glanced at her and chuckled, 'Yeah. I think we should walk this time, huh?'

He held her paw and helped her to her feet.

'You excited about this ball thing?'

Bombalurina shrugged. 'Heh, I guess so.'

'You guessso?' Tugger asked, somewhat shocked that a queen wouldn't be looking forward to a night of singing and dancing.

'Well, I don't know how to dance.'

'Don't know how to dance?!'

She shook her head from side to side.

'I'll show you. I'm an artful on the dancefloor.' he winked.

'Artful? I was thinking more of arse-'

'C'mon!' He took her paw and spun her round.

'You're a natural.'

'You think?' she asked innocently,

Tugger stared at her waist as she moved. Her curves were taunting him, driving him crazy. She groomed a crimson paw and stared upto him with her hazel eyes which were only a few centimetres away - she'd grown so tall - she was staring straight at him, spell-binding him into her gaze. She looked like a queen, and reflected everything that a queen should be - beautiful, powerful, respected. It was that moment where he realised that he wanted to do more than play hide and seek or dance with her.

'Bomby, fancy going to the ball with this charming, young tom?'

'Who would that be then?'

'I'm being serious.'

'So am I!'

Tugger frowned and Bombalurina giggled cutely. 'Will you?'

'Of course I will.'

'You won't regret it princess.'

'Is that a promise?'

'Cross my heart and hope to die.'

Bombalurina smirked and Tugger spun her round gracefully in his arms. The shadow of their two bodies moving serenely across the derelict mass of the junkyard.

Sorry if there was a few spelling mistakes at the end of this, but my spell checker wouldn't work :( Grumble, grumble ..