New chapter!
*Continuing from where we let off!*
"Mistoffelees Where are you? What have you done? yelled an enraged Macavity". Quaxo for once feeling in control of their current dream state couldn't help smirking.
"Admit it Macavity, you had it coming. Assults never look pretty, especially with innocent cats involved." Macavity growled.
"You have ignored my warning Mistoffelees. Thanks to you more lives will be in danger."
"On the contrary Macavity, I think the only one in danger is you."
"I make no idle threats Mistoffelees."
"And neither do I."
Mistoffelees groan as he slid back into consciousness. He was lying on the shop floor with Tugger about ten feet away, still doing spastic monkey impersonations. Quaxo groaned again.
"Tugger, what are you doing?" Tugger paused dancing at look at Quaxo as if he'd only just spotted him.
"Hey dad, what are you doing on the floor?" Quaxo felt his jaw drop.
"I'm not your dad!" Tugger rolled his eyes.
"Then who are you dad, the Queen of Sheba?"
"Tugger what on earth are you playing at?"
"Hey dad, why has the room gone blue?... BLUE BLUE BLUE!" Quaxo rolled his eyes and got off the floor, only slightly swaying as he stood up.
"Tug can you look over here for a sec?" Tugger promptly began a one sided staring contest with him, giving Quaxo plenty of time to note his dilated pupils, flushed cheeks, and of course the faintly musty smell around him...
"You've taken catnip haven't you." Tugger gave an aristocratic sniff.
"I have no idea of what you're talking about old chap." Quaxo rolled his eyes, and chuckled slightly when Tugger started prancing round the room saying things like "I say, What?" and "oh yes a jolly good show young shaver-me-lad."
"Come on Boswell, let's go back to the flat."
"I'm not Boswell dad I'm Captin Snailbrain, who shall lead the ants to victory!" declared Tugger. Quaxo gave a small bow.
"Lead on Captain Snailbrain"
Tugger mood continued to change during the car journey home. By the time they'd arrived at the flat it had gone from triumphiant, to anxious, to bouncy, to... something else.
"Bombaaa! How's it doing gorgeous." Purred Tugger sidling up to the tux.
'crap' though Quaxo 'he thinks I'm Bombalurina.'
"you're looking pretty tonight" giggled Tugger "your fur's all short and 'hic' d…d…dark"
'That's because I'm Quaxo you idiot…' out loud he said "I think you should go to sleep Tug"
"Awww but Bombe" Tugger pouted cutely "you're looking so pretty! C…Can we have just one dance pweeeeease?" Quaxo sighed, what was it with Tugger and his kitten eyes?
"Alright, but one dance only. Then you're going straight to bed." Tugger gave a chuckle that (if he was sober) would have been seductive.
"Will you go to bed with me?" he purred. Quaxo glared at him. Then used his magic to turn the radio on, thinking that if Tugger saw his magic he might figure out that he indeed NOT Bombalurina. The tune that came up was rather depressing.
I feel it every day it's all the same,
It brings me down again but I'm the one to blame
"Sorry" mumbled Quaxo embarrassed "I'll change it to a different song."
"No this is fine" said Tugger taking Quaxo's paws "I luuurve the Beatles"
"Fair enough" Quaxo tried to shrug nonchalantly. They began to waltz from side to side to the tune that Tugger was humming.
I've tried everything to get away
So here I go again chasing you down again
Quaxo nearly froze when he felt Tugger's arm encircle his waist and pull him closer. What was he getting himself into? This wasn't meant to be romantic or anything… was it? Who could tell when catnip was involved.
Why do I do this?
"We all live in a yellow submarine" sang Tugger sounding very off key. Quaxo sighed and buried his head in Tugger's mane as the spun around to a rhythm that was entirely different from the one on the radio.
Over and over, over and over, I fall for you
"A yellow submarine!"
Over and over, over and over, I try not to
"A yellow submarine!"
"Tugger shh!" Quaxo whispered, he didn't want to wake Munkustrap or the girls.
"Why Bombe?" Tugger pouted once more
It feels like every day stays the same
"We uh… don't want to wake up Quaxo" said Quaxo
"Oh Quaxo! I like Quaxo, but he's a bit of an oddball" Tugger began to ramble, completely unaware that the said tom himself was in his arms.
"Oh…"
It's dragging me down and I can't pull away
"Yeah likes doing weird magic tricks all the time, and keeps these funny lamps, and he goes all dizzy whenever he gets too close to a jewellery shop."
"Really" said Quaxo weakly.
So here I go again chasing you down again
"Oh yeah and he keeps a pet turtle called Oswald" said Tugger giggling girlishly.
"How peculiar" mumbled Quaxo.
Why do I do this?
"Tug-umph!" Quaxo exclaimed as his back ran into a wall. Tugger's steering wasn't at its greatest. "Move back a bit." Any further protest was cut short by Tugger who cupped the tux's face and brought their lips together. This time Quaxo did freeze in panic when Tugger continued the kiss. What should he do now? Push Tugger away, or give in and let him, NO!
Over and over, over and over, I fall for you
Quaxo struggled harder when Tugger started leaning forwards forcing him over the table. He didn't want to do this, not with Tugger halucinating, not with Munk and the girls in the flat, not with the whole Macavity buisness over their heads.
Over and over, over and over, I try not to
Well saying he that he didn't want to do this wasn't compleatly true. Something hot and eel-like that he despised, was responding to the Maine coon's passion. The kind of passion which carried the promise of something well... deeper. It was a voice that said 'well… why not?"
Over and over, over and over, you make me fall for you
Before he could change his mind,Quaxo pushed Tugger away hastily. "Sorry Tug" he muttered before rendering his flat mate unconscious with a shock. Tugger crumpled onto the couch compleatly out of it, hopefully he'd stay that way for a few minutes at least
Over and over, over and over, you don't even try
Quaxo slid down the wall till his knees were tucked under his chin. Rubbing his head he thought back to what Tugger had said about him. Being weird, an oddball. Quaxo wouldn't have minded that he'd said those things, if it wasn't so incredibly true.
So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head
I wasn't that he hadn't been called that (and worse) before, every single one of his flat mates had said the same thing. It was the fact that Tugger had said them, it...hurt. Quaxo cared so much for Tugger, but that care obviously wasn't mutual.
I try to live without you every time I feel dead
Quaxo knew what was going to happen in the not so distant future. The current friendship he had with Tugger would unravell as Tugger grew tired of him and his idiocies, then annoyed, then fustraited. Finally he'd snap and storm out leaving Quaxo behind. Lost and confused and painfully alone. Staring after him whilst clutching bits of broken glass to his chest.
I know what's best for me, but I want you instead,
Yes, that was how it had always happened, why should this be any different?
"Quaxo, is that you?" came a voice from the couch. Tugger's head was now mostly cleared of nip and he was blinking in confusion at Quaxo.
"Yeah, it's me Tug"
I'll keep on wasting all my time
"Wh...what happened?" he asked. Quaxo gulped.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing. We went for a drive that's all." Tugger stared at him, looking rather drowsy (an aftershock of nip).
Over and over, over and over, I fall for you
"He…here" said Quaxo "you'd better sleep on that couch" Tugger looked down at the couch.
"Are you sure you don't want it?" he asked, glancing at Quaxo. Quaxo shook his head.
"You take it" he said
Over and over, over and over, I try not to
"Quaxo, are you crying?" Asked Tugger.
Over and over, over and over, you make me fall for you
"M…me crying? Quaxo asked hurrying to the other side of the room.
"yes"
Over and over, over and over, you don't even try to!
"You must be seeing things Tug, I never cry." Tugger nodded at his reasoning. Placing his head on the armrest he fell asleep almost immediately, too tired to protest. With any luck he wouldn't remember anything when he woke up. At least that's what Quaxo hoped for.
That was officially my first songfic chapter! How was it? Song is by Three Days Grace
The song that Tugger sings is Yellow submarine by the beatles