Bombalurina slowly opened her eyes, stretching out in the silk sheets covering her.
Macavity was still sleeping, and she quietly slipped out of the bed, preparing to leave as she normally would for a one night stand.
Macavity grabbed her paw and said restlessly,
"Stay, get some sleep."
Bombalurina didn't bother to argue, seeing as how she was very tired.
She slipped back into the sheets closing her eyes and falling back into a dreamy state.
Soon enough, Bombalurina stretched out in the bed, feeling her paw around the empty space where Macavity had been.
She turned her head towards where he had been sleeping, soon enough deciding to get out of bed.
She strained to gather all her belongings, but noticed what she assumed to be a spare robe hanging over the edge of the bed, which she put on and tied around her waist.
She stepped out of the room and gently walked down the grand staircase that led to the main entrance area.
A faint noise of a piano played from a distant room and she followed the tune until she saw his back turned to her.
He was playing different combinations of keys on the piano, occasionally pausing to make a note in the red notebook he had resting on the mantle.
Bombalurina quietly walked behind him and circled around the piano, admiring him across from where he was sitting.
After a few seconds he paused and looked up at her.
"You play wonderfully Mac, I'd never expect a musician to be one of your traits" She smiled playfully and leaned forwards onto the piano
He chuckled and walked towards her, wrapping his arms around her
"Sleep well?" He said with a charming smile, looking down on her
"Extremely." She said, smiling back at him.
She couldn't help but feel like melted butter around him.
With all other toms she'd been able to keep a mysterious and seductive exterior, but Macavity was the first one whom had reached her true self.
Macavity admired all of Bombalurina's features.
Her green eyes, dark eyelashes and ed fur, her lips that still had the stain of her red lipstick.
Bombalurina was a queen he could not resist, he truly loved her.
He grazed the side of his paw along her cheek and through her fur.
He moved his lips towards her ear and whispered
"I love you Red."
Bombalurina moved her head back so she was looking directly in his eyes
"I love you too Mac."
Demeter was pacing furiously around the junkyard.
She hadn't seen Bombalurina in almost 3 days and she was genuinely worried.
While she was looking down at the ground, deep in thought, she bumped into Rum Tum Tugger.
"Sorry Tugger, I'm just a little distracted."
"It's not a problem. Actually I've been meaning to talk to you. Have you seen Bomba around anywhere?"
Her anxiety kicked in.
"No, Tugger, it's been almost three days. She told me something about sneaking out and freedom and then she had that argument with Munkustrap and-"
He cut her off
"Whoa, whoa, whoa calm down now darlin. She said something about sneaking out?"
"Well the night Macavity came she snuck out, and she talked about doing it again, and I'm so worried. Tugger she could be anywhere with some crazy tom."
She ran her paws through her gold fur anxiously.
Tugger tried to control his thoughts from racing all over the place.
"Here, Demeter, stay calm, I'll talk to Munkustrap and see what we can do."
Demeter hit his arm angrily
"What the hell do you mean 'See what we can do?' That isn't good enough, Tugger! She is my best friend and you expect to just sit around and wait while you 'See what you can do?'"
She pushed him back and started to storm off.
He ran after to explain.
"Hey, she chose to leave. Technically, it doesn't give us a good enough reason to leave to junkyard and look for her if it was her own choice."
He lowered his voice a bit to a more sincere tone
"I want her back here too."
Demeter calmed down a bit as Tugger walked away to talk to Munkustrap.
Tugger strolled into Munkustrap's den grabbing something to drink and sitting down.
"I guess knocking is unheard of?" Munkustrap said sarcastically, putting down the book he was reading.
Tugger ignored the comment and began with why he was there.
"Munk, help me out here, hypothetically, if someone were to leave the junkyard, would we be able to look for them to get them back?"
He remained casual and took a sip out of his drink.
Munkustrap turned all his attention to what Tugger had just said.
"Well Tugs, hypothetically, we couldn't go after them if it was their own choice to leave."
Munkustrap then got very serious
"Tugger who has left?"
Rum Tum Tugger looked into his drink, swirling it around
"Bombalurina."
Munkustrap became sympathetic as Tugger got up to leave.
"I'm sorry."