Hi, all.

I know the previous two chapters were rather short but they will get longer as I get deeper into the plot... The beginning of this chapter may seem a little pointless, but I hope it ties in later. Haha! Cat cat Macavity... Duck duck goose, get it? xD

R & R!

Same disclaimer: If I owned Cats, I'd own the characters, and I wouldn't be here! I'd be chillin' with my very own Misto... Who I love... Lol.

Chapter 2

Mistofelees

Something happened last night, during the Jellicle ball. Macavity set off many more sirens than usual... He is up to something, I know it. I can feel it deep in my bones.

I leapt out of the pipe beside the old tire that I called my nest. Not many people were out yet, considering last night was the Jellicle ball. Sighing, I thought of Victoria and how she danced with Plato. For some reason it felt wrong of her, even though it was her choice who she wanted to mate with. I've loved her for so long, and I thought she was starting to feel the same... But since when had she ever wanted to be Plato's mate, anyway?

I shook my head, not wanting to think about the bothersome thoughts, and returned my thoughts back to Macavity. He truly was a mystery cat, and I thought I was the clever one...

The kittens were playing with each other in the distance and I looked on with amusement as I came closer. Pouncival, Jemima, Tumblebrutus, Electra, and Etcetera were all playing some kind of game that I had ever seen before so I decided to sit down with them.

"Hey, Misto!" Etcetera was the first of the kittens to see me and her high, sweet voice rang out like a bell... or perhaps a siren. "Do you want to play?" she asked, "We're playing Cat Cat Macavity."

I shook my head, but was curious what this game might be. "I think I'll just watch for now," I said, sitting on a nearby pile of garbage and watched as they sat in a circle and continued to tag each kitten.

"Cat... Cat... Macavity!" Jemima shouted the last word when her hand was on Pounce's head and he jumped up to chase her. A pretty imaginative game, if I didn't say so myself. I chuckled when Pouncival tackled her to the ground, making sure she didn't get hurt by wrapping his arms around her like a birdcage. I remembered that Pounce, Tumble, and Jemima would become adults in about a year and smiled.

'Hormones,' I couldn't help but think to myself and chuckled softly, getting up to leave.

A soft twilight came rather fast, to my surprise. I thought it was much earlier than it actually was. I looked up at the sun, already on it's descent toward the horizon. Something caught my eye and I turned. On one of the many garbage piles was Victoria, seated on the old, broken rocking chair. Shock and embarrassment were portrayed on her delicate features. "Misto, I -"

"So, where's Plato?" I couldn't help but ask, not bothering to go up there. It was cruel of me, I knew, but I was hurt. I thought she cared for me so much more than for him.

She looked down at me, her beautiful features a bit hurt. "Misto?" she asked softly. My words stung her, causing tears to well up in her clear eyes and I turned away, not wanting to see how I may have hurt her feelings. I shook my head.

"Sorry, that was wrong of me to say," I said softly before walking off. She didn't follow me.

: : :

Demeter

I smiled to my self, feeling more lighthearted than I had in a long time. It was already twilight, it had come so much sooner than I wanted it to. My thoughts drifted back to Munkustrap, not really paying attention to the road or my way back to the junkyard. The way he would wrap his arms around me, as if he would never let me go, the way he would affectionately nuzzle me, even just squeeze my hand... I could tell I was still high on this whole love thing, but I hoped it would never end.

I was on my way to Bombalurina's nest, that we shared before last night. I hadn't seen her all day, which was very unusual for us, but I supposed she was enjoying one tom's or another's company. I wrapped on the door, wanting to make sure I didn't walk in on anything. When she called out her consent I entered the old truck cover - the ones used to cover the back of a pickup.

"Hey," she said simply, sitting down on the tarp that served as our floor. A mouse was running frantically between her paws, looking for a way to escape even though there was none. "So you and Munk, huh?" Bomba asked, smirking as she quickly killed the mouse and started to eat it.

I nodded sheepishly and she grinned. "Finally," she said with a laugh and I shot her a look, tempted to stick my tongue out at her, but decided against being so childish and stifled the need to retort with something that would surely cause us to argue, and that was the exact opposite of what I wanted. I sat down beside her and watched as she ripped the small rodent apart, it's red eyes open and unseeing.

"Did you find anyone?" I asked, not really out of curiosity, but more out of politeness. I knew the Jellicle flirt wouldn't pick up a mate so soon, and if she did everyone knew who it would be. The male equivalent of Bomba, pelvic thrusts and all.

She shook her head with a laugh. "No one other than Pouncival," she said and my eyes widened.

"He's only a kitten, Bomba!" I exclaimed and she shook her head, still chuckling.

"As if I would consider doing anything with a tom kit," she said with an eyeroll, amused that I looked so far into it.

"It's just a crush," I said, shaking my head, "like every other tom in this junkyard."

"Except for Munkustrap," she retorted and I glared at her.

"Good, he better not," I said and looked back down at the ground.

I ran my paw along the blue tarp, tracing imaginary patterns into it's smooth surface. Once she was done with her snack the scarlet queen broke the silence. "So, why aren't you home with lover boy?" she asked, smirking still.

"Well, you're still my best friend," I said and smiled over at her.

"Oh, I'm touched," she said sarcastically and I laughed.

"You know I mean it," I said and she nodded.

I stretched on all fours before standing back up. "Will you be okay alone?" I asked and she smiled.

"Deme, Munk's nest is only a few yards away. Plus - am I ever alone?" she asked rhetorically and I smiled, happy I wouldn't be here when whichever tom shows up. I knew deep down it was most likely going to be Tugger, she didn't ever go farther than flirting with any other toms. Who knows? Maybe next year they may be dancing in the mating dance.

Bomba laughed when I rightfully blushed. "Night, babe," she said with a smile and I nodded.

"Night, Bomba," I responded and exited the nest.

The sky had darkened considerably while I was talking to Bomba. The moon was already out, shining down on the few Jellicles who weren't at their human homes or in their nests. I looked up at it, a small smile still on my face - I could get used to being so happy.

I started to walk back to Munkustrap's nest, not paying much attention to my surroundings. My mind was on, of course, my mate, as many other newlymates would be thinking of. An involuntary shiver went up my spine and I froze, not knowing what alerted me. 'Don't be silly, Demeter,' I scolded myself, my first thought being that it must have been Macavity. Slowly, not knowing if I wanted to know, I inched my head upward to look at the sky again and screamed.

"His powers of levitation,

could make a fakir stare..."

Muaha... I hope the next chapter will be longer now the plot has been started. Be sure to review and tell me everything and anything you think - I find this story isn't coming along as well as I wanted it to... But hey, it's only chapter two.