Macavity

Normally, Munk and I don't hit each other. Within every five or six fights, we have one physical fight. It's not that I enjoy fighting with him, but he just gets under my skin. I suppose it is my fault, though. When Munk came out to me, I was baffled. I mean, I'm gay, too. I found it impossible to know that he was gay. I walked out of the room and then went to Coricopat and Tantomile. I asked them if they could keep a secret, and since they're psychics, they know a lot of stuff and have to keep them secrets.

"We know you and your brother like toms," Cori said.

"And we're fine with that," Tanti said.

"What do you need to know?"

I asked them how everyone would react if Munk told everyone. They said no one would care, and if they did, they wouldn't say anything. I asked them how everyone would react if I came out, and they said people would care and would not like it.

It pissed me off. I started to observe people in the yard, and I only looked at their flaws and the things I didn't like about them. Eventually, I started to want to hurt them. Not every single one. I wouldn't hurt a kitten. Though I realized not many of them liked me. I could read their thoughts, and Munk and Tugger knew that, but no one else. I started to get moody, and Munk and I started to bicker. Then I told him, "I don't give a fuck about the tribe!" Things went down hill from there.

I started to talk with people outside of the tribe, and that only pissed Munk off more, which made us fight more. Mungojerrie and I became friends and he started to snoop around for me. He'd find out information from other people about people who needed favors and I'd have some of my henchcats do them favors for a price. So basically, I became a mob boss when I was fifteen. I was well-known, but I needed to branch out, and I couldn't do that from the Junkyard.

I asked Jerrie to do other stuff for me, too, though. He wasn't my bitch or anything. I didn't have him make me food or anything. He was my spy. I had him snoop on other people...like Tumblebrutus.

He's only fifteen, but I can't help but like him. He's the opposite of me. I'm mean. He's nice. He's innocent. I'm not. He's inexperienced. I have experience in everything. A lot of people say he just fits into the background. He's not important. He's a cat with a brown patch over his eye and likes to tumble around a lot. He's friends with Plato and Pouncival but nothing more. They don't see him the way I do...and they can't read thoughts like me. I've infiltrated his mind a few times before. He's definitely gay (fuck yeah) and he's just so happy all the time. I don't know. It's just a crush.

I've never spoken to Tumblebrutus. I mean, I have, but it wasn't significant. People don't notice Tumblebrutus, and yet he's the one who doesn't notice me. I'm not afraid to go up and talk to him. I'm actually quite confident when it comes to that type of thing. Though I'm just worried that people will judge Tumblebrutus because they don't like me. I just haven't figured out a way to talk to him without anyone going against him the way they've gone against me. I could always keep it a secret, but that just seems too much to handle. Maybe I could talk to him for a little while, fall for him, and then keeping a secret will be worth it.

Anyway, that morning, Jerrie came in and told me that Brutus was walking along the edge of the yard alone. Munk must've thought it was some conspiracy, but he was so wrong. I went out and climbed a top the junk piles. He was walking in the back and then he decided to lie on top of a flat surface. He stretched out, making me shudder as his body moved so nicely. I really wanted to talk to him.

"Go."

I turned to see Jerrie. "I can't."

"You're such a chicken."

"I just don't want to end up hurting him."

"Take a risk. Everyone does it when dey like someone. Dey all know dis could turn out wonderfully or it could turn out 'orribly."

I had such an intense feeling in me. It was building up to the point I needed to let loose. I just wanted things to fall into place. I wanted to fall for him and to-

"Fuck you!" I shouted at Jerrie, because he pushed me right off the junk pile. I landed next to Tumblebrutus. I sighed, not necessarily in pain, but pretty pissed.

"Macavity?" he asked, and I just couldn't help but like the way he said my name. It sounded...right. "Macavity?"

"What? Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine."

He smiled at me, laughing slightly, which made me smile. It took a lot for others to smile, and it came so naturally with him. "What happened?"

"Oh, uh, Mungojerrie pushed me."

He giggled some more. Dear lord...so cute. "What were you doing up there any way?"

"Uh...I was just walking around. I like to climb around sometimes. Wh-what're you doing out here by yourself? Shouldn't you be running around with your friends or something?"

"Shouldn't you?"

"Psh, you and I both know I don't have any friends."

"Well, you could change that."

"I don't like people."

"Then why are you talking to me?"

"Because...you're an exception."

He giggled again. Oh I was just going to pass out by his cuteness. "You're...quite humorous."

"It happens."

"Most people tell me to stay away from you and that you're scary."

"I agree."

Another giggle came.

"I am quite scary and you probably should stay away from me."

"But unlike you, I like people."

"I can hardly understand why you do."

"Because then I get to talk to nice people, like you."

"Psh, I am most definitely not nice."

"You are to me."

"But again - you're an exception."

"Well everyone else should be an exception."

"Which will ultimately defeat the purpose of having exceptions."

"Exactly."

This time I laughed. Goodness, I can't even describe how wonderful it felt to talk to him. He was just one of those people that conversation came naturally with.

"But really, why are you out here alone?"

He shrugged. "I didn't want to be the third wheel, or in this case, the seventh wheel."

"Everyone had a pair but you, huh?"

"Yeah," he sighed.

I really wanted to tell him that I'd be his pair, and then shove it in everyone's face, but decided against it. People wouldn't like that. 'Well, we can just hang out back here together."

"I'd like that."

"Me, too."

Talking to him was so easy, and of course I made it out to be something so completely difficult. No one was walking by or anything. We were just talking, too. Jerrie and I talked and yet they all still loved him, and this is Tumblebrutus. He's more lovable than Jerrie. I over-analyze too much. We talked on and on until it was past midnight and everyone was in bed.

"Well, I'll see you later," I told him after I walked him to the den he shared with his parents.

"See you tomorrow?"

"Same spot?"

He nodded, smiling.

I was so tempted to kiss him, or at the least hug him, but I decided that it would be better to save that for tomorrow. "Bye," I told him.

"Bye Macavity."

I walked away, a smile on my face. I entered the den and went into the kitchen. I drank some milk and sat at the table, pulling out my book. Then I saw the note - Munk was moving into Alonzo's den.

We fought so much, I drove him out of the den. I sighed, my good day ending badly. Of course, nothing can ever go well with me. It's typical.

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