i am in a bad mood, for the record, and i hope that you all know that this is my chapter. leave a loving review, and let it be known that there is indeed a line break. lets have a disclaimer right now.
us;what do you mean that we can't have Cats nor Httyd.
the characters (aka them); we dont like how you toruture us.
us; you can suck it, we are gonna do it anyways.
them (Macavity); if you dont profess that you do not own any rights to the fandom i will let you glomp my dear brother tugger.
us; WE DO NOT OWN CATS AT ALL. NOR DO WE OWN HTTYD. run tugger run!
tugger;AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Mistoffelees often wondered why he had agreed to coming on this great trip and fixing a problem he didn't know of. He sat in the great hall with Stoick and his son, as well as some of Hiccup's friends, listening to them bicker about how stupid it was to send a dragon into a busier part of London, into a junkyard and almost risk having a great tourism rage, and letting everyone know that there are jellicle cats.
Sitting there, he remembered the one thing he forgot to do before he left. Say good bye to Victoria. Hopefully she would understand, and Munkustrap or Demeter could calm her down. Bombalurina would tell her to go through with the mating ceremony with Plato at the next ball, which he would be missing. Maybe by the time the ball came he would have fixed the problem.
"Excuse me, but can someone tell me what this great problem is?" Mistoffelees asked, hopelessly lost. Snotlout turned a strange shade of pink, and it looked new for him.
"You see, I am tired of people sticking things up my nose to see if they can find my brain, which is rumoured to have fallen out of my nose, and so I want my brain back, and my nose fixed. Then I plan on keeping the creature responsible for fixing these two simple problems will put savagely stuffed into a cage and kept in my room." Astrid had her hands in two fists, and was restraining herself extremely.
"He has a life too, you know. Right, Misto?" she asked.
"I do have a life. And if I don't get back by the full moon I miss the jellicle ball and…" Mistoffelees choked up on his words. He wasn't about to tell them about Victoria, about her soft, white fur and her sparkling eyes. A small tear dropped from his eyes.
Astrid was enraged even more, seeing the pain in Mistoffelees eyes because he was torn from his family. "Snotlout, consider yourself lucky that I am against animal cruelty, or you would be a mush of animal on the floor. Come here, Misto, I'm going to take you back to my hut and feed you some mice. Or you can catch them…" and the blonde girl picked him up and ran him to her hut.
"Mom!" she yelled. Soon a large, and very loud, lady walked into the entryway. "What dearest?"
"Can we keep this cat here for a few days, maybe a week? He can catch mice." Her mom agreed strongly, and so Astrid took Mistoffelees to her room and put one of her summer blankets on the floor for him to sleep on.
"That is a waste, so you know Astrid. I like to sleep in strange places above the ground, so I will just cuddle up on your bed." She shrugged before going with her pyjamas to another room so that Mistoffelees could look at the room with increasing curiosity.
On one wall there was an axe, and on the next a series of drawing made by Hiccup of her. There was a large bear skin on the wall, and a dragon riding harness slumped against the wall. Her bed was elaborately carved, with stars and moons in it. Above her head was a small window with a curtain and something to close it nice and tight during the winter.
The window was wide open, so he jumped up to look out of it and looked at the stars that were appearing everywhere. Maybe his friends in the junkyard were seeing the same stars. Hopefully Tugger wouldn't be such a nuisance, and Victoria would get over the heart break. Using his conjuring powers, he made a flower and held it in his paws. The flower was made to wilt if she missed him, and the flower immediately wilted into nothingness. Astrid burst in the room and Mistoffelees put the flower out of the window.
"Bedtime, Misto. Get off of my pillow, will you?" She said rather loudly, but being a nice tom, he moved without her help and cuddled up at the foot of the bed.
(I HAVE CUSTODY OF THE CHILD! This story is the child. Line break? Yeah.)
Whilst the magical, Mr. Mistoffelees was chilling his butt in the north Tugger held a great party because he could. Though Quaxo agreed for parties, Mistoffelees was more mature. There was an awful lot more Mistoffelees in the den then there was Quaxo. Bomba and her sister arrived to help set up, but Demeter had to leave to comfort the little white queen.
Tugger thought that if Mistoffelees was being stupid for forgetting that. When he returned from his mission, he was in for a great speech from most of the adults in the tribe. Bombalurina was trying to comfort her saying that there was going to be other toms, but all she got was that Mistoffelees was the tom for her and no one could take his place. All this phoney love in the younger environment was strange.
Soon the party was in full swing, with a group of single toms sitting in the corner half drunk. That was usually what one of Tugger's parties came down to, and most of the time they didn't care for that result. Catnip was also something that was very popular during one of his parties. It made new friends for most cats, and then they would always manage to embarrass themselves. Munkustrap was patrolling and so Demeter was at home and no one responsible was there. Except Alonzo, maybe, if he hadn't drank so much.
"Tugger." Bombalurina slurred, as she had drank more than her weight. Someone had tainted the milk. Tugger was innocent.
"Yes darling?"
"I truly despise you." Tugger laughed.
"No you don't. You love me, and you proclaimed that rather loudly last ball."
"bye." She said as she walked out of the door, into the cold darkness. She hadn't broken up with him; she just wanted to get home before her sister scolded her.
Meanwhile, Plato was sitting in his den, planning his way to snag the queen he loved. Victoria was now open for his taking, and he was going to take advantage of that. Mistoffelees was gone now, and so he had to think of a friendly way to not break her heart into smaller piece but to make her life full. And his life full as well. He honestly loved her, and knew that she didn't feel the same for him, but after a few weeks maybe she would reconsider it. Just maybe, if he got lucky.
The next day, everyone at Tugger's party was intoxicated to the point that Munkustrap had to postpone the practicing for the ball, and was very upset about it. The fur was going to fly when he found the moment to go and yell at Tugger for holding a wild party. Last time he did that, Munk was there and he did meet Demeter again and they did discover their feelings for each other, but that was the only good thing that had come from the situation.
He just really hoped that Mistoffelees wasn't dying or being tortured to the point of suicide up in Berk, and looking at the sun he hoped that there was a chance that he was seeing the same sunrise as he was, and to tell the truth Mistoffelees was seeing it. On the back of Astrid's dragon.