well, hello there. this is indeed another part of my great story that i probaly will keep going for ever as well as my 19 yrs one for hp. yeah, i havent updated it in a while. i am a little ADD and it isnt my fault...oooh shiny! so i guess i should cut this short so that i can post it on fb. you think that i am crazy.
As you heard in the last instalment of this story, Victoria was giving birth to her kittens that she had been carrying for the past nine weeks. If you had asked Victoria about how it felt to give birth she would most likely shoot you a look of death and walk away. Mistoffelees and Victoria were going to go spend some time together, so they left Nana with Jenny to watch the two living kittens.
These two kittens, one was black, and the other was black and white. The smaller black one was Josh, and the black and white one that looked like a cow was John. Their eyes weren't open yet, and so they were very cute and lovable. Even the Rum Tum Tugger was having a hard time containing himself when he was around these two little adorable toms.
"Oh….they are so cute!" He would cry, then Jenny would send him far away and so he went.
Nana was fitting in better with the tribe, and now that there was another odd cat out named Megan life was getting easier. She was still taking things in stride, but then again, there were so many different cats there, and some of them looked at her funny and then would run, boosting Nana's self-esteem. Anyways, back to Josh and John.
One fateful day after their birth, they had opened their eyes to see their parents. John just kind of sat there with a confused look on his face while Josh jumped onto Mistoffelees in a great jump hug. Happiness radiated from Victoria and Mistoffelees, as the happy couple then nudged both kittens to the pipe.
In the pipe, which they had already kitten-proofed, they had put the kits down, but it just happened that something exciting was going to happen a few seconds later. In those few seconds, Victoria went to go and find some food for them from Jenny, some solid food. Maybe if she hadn't she would have missed this extraordinary event in the life of John. One moment he was sitting there on the pile of soft objects, and the next moment his paws are glittering with blue energy and it stung his new little paws.
To those who have already figured it out, it meant that John had inherited the magical powers of Mistoffelees, and now that he knew that he had them and someone knew what they were, John could learn how to use those magical powers. For Mistoffelees, John was rather lucky because he had someone good to teach him.
Josh was a different case, but they wouldn't know this until he was old enough to start talking and walking and acting like every other kitten in the junkyard. Then they discovered that he had inherited Victoria's dancing and both of the parents' voices, so he was prime material with his brother to make entertainment for the other cats. As well as being odd, they were teased and bullied while they went to the supposed school for kittens, or as it was known, the kitten day camp.
For them, though, the show would still go on for their family, and when they thought that things couldn't get any stranger than they already were. The Rum Tum Tugger was going to settle down partially. Even knowing of their adopted uncle Tugger for a few weeks, both kits were smart enough to put two and six together to learn that Tugger being serious was like a circus not being funny.
Though the kittens had no real input into this subject, their parents did. Mistoffelees was overjoyed that his best friend in the world was finally going to cut down on the flirty part of him, and hopefully mate with this queen that had calmed him down. Victoria knew that this relationship was going to work, because if it didn't, Demeter would be upset. She wanted Bombalurina to have a happy life and not have to hide from bad jellicles. Sure, Tugger was not the best jellicle choice in Demeter's books, but it was better than a lot of cats.