AUTHORS UPDATE: I have re-edited this chapter, as my glasses are no longer AWOL. I went to my opto. and we figured out what was going on with my eyes. It was nothin serious. Anyways, hope you enjoy the EDITED version of this chapter. Please rate and review anyways! Even if you're new to the series.

WOO! Update! I know, it's been over a week, but I must admit I have be restrained by a few personal issues right now, but have finally sought out time to bring you another chapter. Yayness!

Now, I personally have some major issues with this chapter.
1) I am aware it doesn't address some stuff mentioned in previous chapters, but I have decieded to change some of the plot so I can have some interesting events for the... drumroll... SEQUEL! You guys gave such a positive response that I have confirmed there will be a sequel. However, Catch 22 here is that the plot my not flow as nicely as I hoped it would, since I've had a few recent brainwaves. Hope you guys aren't too phased.

2) Shock horror, fanfic editor hates me. This is my THIRD attempt at writing the authors note. Never the less, you guys must excuse any errors, spelling/grammar etc. since by a very bizarre turn of events as per this week, I am practically blind. My glasses went missing, and for complicated reasons to do with my eyesight, my eyes have become dependant on my now-AWOL-glasses since when I first got them (My eyesight wasn't that bad before...but it's complicated).

I actually have put myself through reading hell staring at this computer screen (it's LCD), and right now I have a HUGE migraine from staring at this stupid page. Not to mention, being the cry-baby I am at this point, I'm still getting over being sick last week and the tonnes of family/school/life issues right now.

I wouldn't mind if you still want to point out errors. I should really re-read this but my eyes hurt.

Anyways, I will be on the computer a while longer, as I can watch TV on youtube, which saves me having to seat on the floor in front of my actual TV. I'm actually really annoyed about this whole fiasco.

Anyways, I would've like this chapter to be the long, action packed dramafied epic I was planning, but meh. Sometimes you can't help these things. Cest La Vie.
(Plus, I am still rearranging the plot to suit a sequel, so the sequel isn't just a boring re-run of this story that may as well use the same dialogue. I don't want it to be like Days of Our Lives where you could watch an episode one day and 3 years later you watch another episode and the same stuff is happening except with differant character names.

So yes, forgive my idiocy. Hope you enjoy the chapter regardless of all the above. The poll on my profile will be closed after I post the next chapter, so PLEASE vote after you read so I can figure out which ending/sequel to use. Reviewing is encouraged as well, it will keep me motivated!!

Maddy

It would be a lie to say Bombalurina had never been kissed. But it was truthful enough to say she was never kissed like that by her ex-best friend. The kiss, although not a first for either, had become a first for both of them.

Tugger was fierce, but not forceful; essentially doing most of the kissing to the scarlet queen's full, trembling mouth. After only mere seconds, Bombalurina began to pull away. The Main Coon however, kept a possessive grip on her, desperate not top loose the electrifying feeling pulsating through his body. He was sure now. You always want what you can't have, and now that he'd had a taste, he wanted all of her. They remained like that, locked together in an intimate embrace. Though Bombalurina tried to shy her face away from his, Tugger continued to nuzzle close to her, mane tickling her collarbone. His nose brushed just under her ear where her jaw bone connected, his arms locked, keeping her from slipping away. Bombs felt her heart leap and the tom's uncharacteristic display of affection.

Bombalurina suddenly jerked away from Tugger fearfully, finding herself stumbling backwards out of the prison of his arms. Her breathing became rapid, on the verge of hyperventilation. Tugger's eyes no longer held the fire they once did, but instead swept over the shapely queen's scared face. Bombs paws began to shake, as did her voice.
"Kisses don't fix anything Tugger." The Main Coon's chocolate brown irises focused on her lighter, green apple ones.
"Why can't they?" He questioned, dropping his hard ego shell and exposing a very vulnerable and hurt tom. He almost felt his heart collapse as she sniffled slightly, a sign she was definitely upset.
"They bring up too many problems." She stared pointedly at him. Tugger suddenly hated his conscience, as memories came flooding back.

Their kitten hood friend ship. His first crush on her. Their first fight. Their first ball. Her first invitation dance.

"I'm sorry Bombi." His ears dropped slightly as a calm sense of reflection washed over them. "I'm so, so sorry." He reached out to her, but again, she shied away from his touch.
"You were so selfish Tugger." She whispered, gaze dropping from his, "You've always been selfish Tugger."
"I won't be." His voice was so sincere, so…broken.

Bombalurina was skeptical. He'd done this before when they were younger. He would use sad eyes and a weary smile to manipulate everyone into getting his way. He would use is charm and good looks to sway cats into doing what he wanted. She found herself wondering if he truly had the capacity to think of someone else's wellbeing for a change. Banishing the dark feelings of doubt, Bombalurina took another glance at the now demure, somber tom standing before her, begging for some sort of atonement. She could see how desperately he wanted her to believe him. He needed her to believe him.
She wanted to believe him just as much.

"You can't be jealous of other toms." Bombalurina began somewhat icily after some time. Tugger's eyes lit up, although still seemingly waiting for some kind of rejection. "…and you have to stop flirting around with everyone else…if we're together Tugger, you can't have other queens…and you have to stop being so possessive." She continued to add on as she thought of each point, Tugger staring at her hopelessly, "…and you need to start looking at what other people need from you Tugger. What I need."
"What about what I need?" Tugger retorted in a playful voice. This caught Bombalurina off guard.
"Wait…what?" She furrowed her brow decisively. Tugger quickly stepped forward, pulling her into him again, no doubt mostly for show on his part.
"I need a kiss."

•••••

Etcetera poked her head out from behind a paint can, slipping back under the upturned canoe-clubhouse unnoticed. Her silenced, depressed sister followed. The track marks of tears on her splotchy face. It had been done. The twins both sat in a haunting silence beside the back of the TSE1.
"Etcetera…why are we doing this?" Electra pleaded of her sister in barely a whisper. Etcetera merely glared at the weakness showed.
"You're an idiot. You should realize by now why. We're doing this so I can be Tugger's mate." She replied with a huff, Electra beginning to sob again.
"We shouldn't have stolen the collar though Etcy…and we shouldn't have-"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" The grayish moggy kitten let out a shrill shriek in response, her voice now a low growl. "We aren't sisters Electra. Why would I want to be related to something as pathetic as you?" She emphasized spitefully. Electra's sobbing became rattled as she gasped.
"What? But Etcetera I though-"
"I would like you after you helped me? I might of, except you wouldn't shut up and do it properly. I did everything myself!" Etcetera babbled narcissistically. Electra sniffled, wishing she had never agreed to help her sister…Or "ex-sister".

•••••

Mungojerrie sighed, kicking a stone away from himself bitterly. Rumpleteazer sat beside him, comforting him with her presence rather then with words. He needed space to think. Jellyorum had left the two alone, figuring it best not to interfere more then she already had.
"I knew all along you know…" The calico tom broke the awkwardness between them. "I mean…everyone knew she was in love with Tugger." Rumpleteazer gave him a sympathizing look as he turned to her, sighing dejectedly.
"Then why did you put yourself through this Jerrie?" Rumple asked him quietly, her cockney accent obvious laced with pity..
"…because I didn't care. I wanted her to feel the way I felt about her…the way she felt about Tugger." Mungojerrie surprised his sibling with that. He never really held grudges, or had an angry personality, but she had never ever heard him say something with so much spite before.
"Jerrie, are you alright?" She asked of her brother tentatively, only to be shrugged off as he suddenly stood up from his seat on a mangled metal bench.
"No. I know I want her to be happy…but she won't be happy with him. Look how he treats queens for Rumpus Cat's sake! She's allowed to make her own decisions…but I should at least show her Tugger's the wrong one." He finished with a determined voice, stomping off over a junk pile with a malicious glint in his eye. Rumpleteazer's paw instantly shot to her pearls, twisting them by way of nervous habit.
"Jerrie…" She drawled with a foreboding sense of doom. She knew this would turn out bad. "Everlasting Cat!" She swore, suddenly, sprinting off to at least do something about it.

•••••

"I'm really sorry…I didn't know. Everyone's going to hate me!" Electra sobbed on the shoulder of her friend Victoria. The shocking white kitten turned to look up at her brother hopefully.
"She won't tell me what she did…but she says it's really serious." The moonlight kitten-queen's voice was grave as Mistoffelees stared down at both of them. He shot his sister a weary look before crouching on the ground so he was eye to eye with the collapsed form of Electra.
"Electra…what did you do? It can't be that bad…" The conjuring cat's tone was kind and comforting, but for some reason this seemed to upset the kitten more.
"It is!" She wailed, Victoria having to shush her, whispering for her to keep it down. The whole junkyard didn't need to see her poor friend like this. Misto tilted his head curiously. He knew kittens (Queens in general perhaps) sometimes overreacted, but the way she was saying it, it seemed whatever it was might be pretty bad.

"Well…I promise if you tell me, I'll try and help. I won't get you in trouble with anyone." He reassured the furry wreck in front of him, his voice a smooth and even calm. Electra shook her head violently, wiping her nose on the back of her paw. She suddenly ignored her own sobs, before bracing her paws in Victoria's and looking up at Misto with shame filled eyes.
"No! No! No! You don't understand! I helped Etcetera do something really bad and it's going to' get everyone in lots of trouble!" Misto twitched his nose in a slight confusion.
"Who's going to be in trouble?…all the kittens?"
"NO! I mean what we did might get lots of the grown ups in trouble!" Victoria froze from patting her friend's back comfortingly, her grip still tight around Electra's paw.
"What did you do Electra? Why do you want to get the grown ups in trouble?" Victoria asked quickly, her voice squeaky with fright and worry. Electra bowed her head, not meeting the eyes of either Jellicle.
"I didn't want to…it was Etcetera! All of it was Etcetera! I didn't want to…" She began wailing again, Mistoffelees staring intensely at her.
"Electra." Mistoffelees voice had become rather stern and strict, suddenly needing to find out what was so bad it would break up two extremely close sisters. "You need to tell me…what did you and Etcetera do?"
"But I didn't' want t-" Electra's victimized sobs were silenced.
"Electra! What did you do?" Mistoffelees raised his voice, the magic within him warning him that this was indeed, important information.

•••••

Mungojerrie nearly gagged at Tugger's scent, which was all over his bureau den. It really wasn't a strong scent, but it reminded the calico far too much of the fact this was perhaps, Bombalurina's future residence. His heart ached as he shifted through Tugger's blankets and trinkets, his mind clouded with thoughts of the scarlet queen, who was surely being lead on by sweet nothings from the sleazy Main Coon. Mungojerrie flinched as his paw touched something cold beneath one of the cushions. Shifting around, he was able to grasp the cool metal of some sort of clasp. Slowly lifting his bounty out from under the throws and pillows, he found he was almost dreading what he found.
A diamond studded, expensive looking collar. One that would only be worn on special occasions.
A female's collar.

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