Munkustrap lay for a few minutes in the dirt, groaning about what would happen to the Jellicles and how he can't do anything about it.

"Well… I can see someone is terribly worried,"

It was a familiar voice. Oh crap.

"Oh, father… I'm… I'm… so sorry,"

"Ah, son… you are experiencing the pain of leadership," Old Deuteronomy smiled. He never scolded at anyone unless it was absolutely needed, like the time when Munkustrap flirted out with Demeter instead of distributing to the cats their fish for the week… but that was long ago… when he was merely a kitten.

"Oh father… I'm… really doing fine… no pain," Munkustrap gave a nervous smile.

"Son, there is no need to deny it. You were excellent of it – telling such a hard news. No one – and I mean no one – can handle such a job. All are enthusiastic – kittens to old – in telling good news or messages, yet none find telling bad ones bearable. You are surely fit as the next leader…"

Munkustrap blushed at the wise cat's complement.

"Ah, I should go comfort the kittens," said Old Deuteronomy, "Oh, and my good railway friend, how was your visit to the Tube?"

"Well sir, not a very pleasant one indeed…"

And so did the two disappear into the darkness.

"Etcetera?" said quietly Old Dueteronomy.

Ran out of tears, the kitten was meowing in the corner, laying her head onto Electra's tiny shoulder. And when she realized it was the wise cat… she got up and gave a salute with a supposed-to-be-serious-but-still-funny face.

Old Deuteronomy gave her a cozy hug which made her feel much better. "I promise that it will be all right. We Jellicles are not stupid enough to become the victims of humans. Actually, why don't I give you extra milk for this week? An extra portion! And same for you, Electra, too!"

At this, both kittens squealed with joy. Nowhere were traces of tears found.

"Kittens…" said Jellylorum quietly to Jennyanydots.

"Oh, do give them a break. They're only kittens, after all," said Jennyanydots, "Do I have to remind you of when you…"

"It is rather unnecessary, I'm afraid," said Jellylorum with a bit of distress.

Inside the dens it was warm and cozy… but not so much in the cold night outside, especially far away from the dens…

"Alonzo, what's going on? It's past midnight," said Munkustrap.

"Oh, nothing, nothing…"

"I'm the protector. I'm responsible to know what's going on in the junkyard," demanded Munkustrap.

"Seriously... nothing's going on…"

At this, the already-stressed Munkustrap had no choice but to shove Alonzo down to the ground and ask…

"I repeat. What were you doing…"

"Dude… you're overreacting," said Alonzo, but once he saw the unusual rage in Munkustrap, he had to admit, "Ok… I was trying to find something,"

Then he tried to escape, which Munkustrap did not allow. Now Alonzo almost couldn't breathe.

"Ok, ok! A love time capsule! A love time capsule that Jemima and I buried somewhere… I can't find it! But I can't let it be destroyed by the humans when that redevelopment time comes!"

Munkustrap finally let go of him, "Oh… I see,"

"I tried to find it with Jemima since this evening, after I heard the really bad news. We found nothing. And well… you know how the kittens have a strict curfew… so I'm now along trying to find it…" Alonzo confessed.

Muskustrap sighed; it reminded him of his love, Demeter…

"Muskustrap, are you all right?" You seem to be drifting off…"

"I'm fine," said the protector, shaking his head. A time capsule? Munkustrap thought. It made him realize how unromantical he and Demeter were recently. Sure, he loved the queen in his heart, but he was too busy for putting it into action these days… A flower! I shall give her the prettiest flowers I can find! He would gather a few daises here and there and give it to Demeter as a sign of affection!

"Ok Munky, you're really drifting off," said Alonzo.

The next day, Munkustrap was picking flowers in a small green patch of grass near the junkyard. The rather-yellow-but-still-green grass was a fresh oasis from the usual filthy drit of the junkyard.

Oh, Demeter would be so pleased… she love flowers… her face is much prettier than flowers, though… He was literally dancing as he was picking, all his worries about the redevelopment being temporarily away…

"Is he ok…?" asked Etcetera to Victoria; both were staring at Munkustrap from far away with amazement.

"I… uhh… actually don't know," replied Victoria. Poor Munkustrap… he is going crazy due to his worries! thought the completely-white queen.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, the troublemakers that all the Jellicles knew about, were also watching him.

"Hey, I'm kinda bored… wanna stir up some trouble?" asked Rumpleteazer with a naughty face.

"Oh… I've been itching for some!" answered Mungojerrie.

Giving each other an assuring look and a nod, they rushed towards the dancing Munkustrap, swiftly passing by his sides. Mungojerrie to his left, and Rumpleteazer to his right, she also snatching away his flowers.

"Hey! You… you!" cried Munkustrap. But the only reply from them was Rumpleteazer's usual giggles.

The silver cat only gave out a sigh. Etcetera, far away, seemed to giggle, too. Victoria gave her a Munkustrap-is-watching pat and gave Munkustrap a nervous smile.