xt morning Macavity was awoken by his smiling sister, "Wake up sleepy head!" She cooed. "Today we begin your training."

The way she said training made Macavity suspicious. She beckoned him over to where she two mice cooking over a fire. She seemed to take too much pleasure in watching them roast. The queen took them off the spit and then held one out to him as she bit into her own. When he only looked at her, she shook it in an encouraging way.

"Well c'mon!" She said through a stuffed mouth.

He sat down next to her and tentatively ate the food given to him. After he bit off a chunk and swallowed he eyed her, "So what exactly will my training be about?" he asked.

His sister laughed kindly, "That's a surprise little one, but it's going to get you ready to be almost as good as me." She smiled happily at him. "Trust me, I can advance you through faster than Coricopat and Tantomile can. Besides that you'll have fun with me as your master!" At those words she burst out laughing.

Even her laughter seemed off to Macavity, it seemed forced and irritated. As he ate he began to think that maybe she had changed and really did just want him with her. Maybe she was turning into the sister he always wanted. A small smile lifted the corners of his mouth and he a stuffed one more rat into his mouth before Marisella gently told him they needed to begin.

At first, the training was light and easy, fun even. Marisella was a kind and patient teacher, never getting angry or irritated by his slower progress. She was a completely different cat and Macavity liked the new Marisella. Not once did she strike him or beat him in any way, the most she did as far as physical contact was to ruffle his head fur when he got something right. If he got something wrong she only grin and shake her head, encouraging him to try again.

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At the Junkyard, not everything was as peaceful as Macavity's training. Skimble had gone to check on Macavity only after the older queens got the kits to bed, no one noticed that he had been gone all night until Jenny woke up and was terrified to find him gone! She ran all through the den and then to the den where she had lived before her sister left Demeter and Bombalurina in her care. After which point Jellyorum moved with her son Muggerstone into a bigger den with Jenny, Skimble and Grizabella's queenkits. Skimble was nowhere Jenny searched. With panic starting to rise in the back of her mind, the Gumbie cat ran den to den looking for her mate. It was Asparagus Jr who found his older friend laying unconscious in Macavity and Marisella's den.

"Jenny!" he shouted, "He's over here!" With the other alerted he dropped down to check on the orange tabby, "Skimbleshanks. Skimbleshanks mate, can you hear me?"

When Jenny arrived Skimble was semi awake and mumbling about Macavity, "She took 'im. Just grabbed him and gone. . ."

"It's alright dear, I'm here," Jenny reassured him. She carefully had Asparagus help her prop her mate against a wall.

"No, you don't understand," he said, coming to his senses a bit more, "She took the poor lad."

"Who love?" his mate asked while she looked into his eyes.

"Marisella," he coughed, his mouth was dry. "Marisella got in the Junkyard last night and grabbed him. I tried to help him but she clubbed me head when I tried to save him. And then she just vanished. I don't remember anything until you woke me up."

Jenny frowned and her eyes misted over, she looked at Asparagus Jr, "Do you know where she might have gone?"

He shook his head, "Sorry Jenny but I honestly don't." His brow came together in sympathy.

She shook her head, "Don't fret, it's alright. I just pray to Everlasting cat that she doesn't hurt the tomkit."

With Aspargus's help Jenny was able to get Skimble back to their den and into their nest. Bombalurina held Demeter close as they watched and Jellyorum's son Muggerstone slept in his cradle. Skibleshanks rested while Jenny went to Deuteronomy with Asparagus. She was almost there when Callestia and Bustopher Jones entered the Junkyard. Busteropher Jones had been Jennyanydot's biggest crush for the longest time when she was younger, until she met Skimble. Skimble had lived at the Junkyard his whole life like Jenny but she never really noticed him until she and a friend were asked to run an errand to the railway. There she was fascinated by the world of trains and began going on trips with him. It wasn't too long before the two fell for each other and became mates. With that said Jenny still harbored a queenkit crush on the distinguished Jones.

At the moment Callestia came bounding into the Junkyard ahead of her elder brother.

"Callestia slow down!" He chastised her, "A lady queen walks with a distinguished and dainty air."

She paid him no heed as she began making her way straight for Macavity's den. Griddlebone, who was spending a rather lonely day at the Yard, intercepted her.

She leaned against a trash pile as the younger queen bounded past, "He's not there you know!" She called out.

Callestia stopped, "What do you mean?"

The Persian frown as she walked forward, "Macavity's not there. Marisella kitnapped him last night, he's gone." She stood only a few feet away from the other kit and had her white arms crossed over her chest.

The tux queen's brow came together in confusion and her face paled beneath the fur, "What?!"

Griddlbone shook her head, "I'll tell you once, and once again, Macavity's not there. Aren't you listening? Last night after he nearly zapped Demeter, Skimbleshanks went to go check on him and saw Marisella kitnap him. Apparently she got him upside the head pretty good, they just found him passed out in Macavity's den a few minutes ago." She inspected one of her claws while she explained.

Callestia blinked a few times before she could stutter something to say, "How did you know all that if they just now found Skimble?"

"I was standing to the side when they passed by. I heard him going on and on about Marisella taking him," she replied.

Callestia stared at the other queen cautiously. For some reason Griddlebone was never fond of her. The tux queen guessed it was because of Macavity. Besides Marisella, they were the only queens he was close to. Callestia awkwardly looked away and spotted Munkustrap walking across the main clearing. She glanced over at the white queen and saw her body relax, her eyes went big with longing. It was no secret that Griddlebone had a hard kittenhood crush on the silver tabby, she would always watch him if he happened to walk by.

The tux queen looked back at her friend, "Munkustrap!" She shouted as she began running over to him. Griddlebone trailed behind her. When they reached him Callestia hugged him and he patted her back. "Is it true?" She asked, "About Macavity and Marisella kitnaping him?"

The silver tabby looked back at her sadly, "I'm sorry Callestia but it is. Last night Marisella got back in the Junkyard and took him. Skimble tried stopping her but she used magic on him. He's with Jellyorum now."

"Where's Jenny?" She asked, her eyes began misting over.

"Speaking with my father, which is where I am going now. I just spoke to Skimbleshanks," she patted her on the shoulder and walked away.

As he passed her he also passed Griddlebone and the young white queen reached out to touch his paw and make him stop. "Munkustrap?" She said, looking up at him with love sick eyes.

He looked back and smiled politely, "Hi Griddlebone."

She smiled shyly, "I was wondering if you'd like to go hunting with me later today," she said, hoping to Bast that he would accept.

He shook his head, "Sorry, but can't. No with this." He nodded towards his injured forepaw that was still in a sling.

Her face lit up, "Can I help you with anything? Anything at all?"

Munkustrap was a smart tom, smart enough to know that Griddlebone had a crush on him, "Griddlebone," he sighed, "Listen I'm really sorry but it would never work between us. You're beautiful, caring, witty, but I just don't think we could be together." He glanced over at the great Tire and saw Jenny walking alongside his father. "I have to go," he said before running off.

Leaving a broken hearted queen behind him he ran off, Griddlebone watched him go with a defeated look in her eyes. She hung her head and held back tears before looking up again and seeing Callestia looking back at her sympathetically.

Callestia reached out to her, "Griddy," she said, using the kitten nickname for the Persian queen.

Griddlebone though, didn't want anything to do with the tux and backed away, glaring at her. "I don't want you're sympathy," she hissed. She stormed away from the younger queen. Once she was out of sight she looked around her and then sat on the ground, her back to a pile. She put her head in her paws and began crying.