Bombalurina remained on the ground for a few more minutes, processing what had just happened.
Something was wrong with Macavity, he wasn't the same tom anymore.
It was as if a whole new cat overtook him, she didn't know this new tom, greedy for power and pure anger gleaming in his eyes.
She pulled herself up and walked up to her room.
A breeze rolled in through the open window, and she shivered as a folded piece of paper blew towards her.
She bent down and unfolded it, sitting down on the edge of her bed as she did.
"Bomba,
Please meet me at the Cat's Cradle Pub at 11 pm. You're the one person who can help me out to save the Jellicles."
-Tugger"
Bombalurina sighed and set the note down, resting her forehead in her paw.
There was a battle going on in her mind.
She truly loved Macavity, and betraying him would be the last thing she would ever want to do.
But the state Macavity was currently in was not the Macavity she fell in love with, so would saving the Jellicles bring him back to her?
Her love for the Jellicles was another thing.
What was Macavity planning on doing with them?
She couldn't help but feel guilt and fear at the thought of him hurting or even killing any one of the members.
It was then that she made her decision.
She would go see Tugger that night, she couldn't let anymore harm be done to the Jellicles.
She had no idea what current state any of them were in, for all she knew they could be dying.
And maybe, just maybe, she could get Macavity out of his twisted mindset.
Soon enough it came to be 11 pm.
Bombalurina had not seen Macavity for the rest of that day and he had not come into their room to rest either.
She silently slipped out of the bed and went out to the balcony.
She leaped down and landed gently, beginning to walk towards the pub.
Eventually, she reached the Cat's Cradle and walked in.
It was crowded, probably a good idea to lessen the chances that Tugger and her be seen.
"Bombs!" She heard yelled at her from a table in the far back.
She spotted Tugger sitting there, and she walked over, her tail swaying lightly.
"Hey Tugs." She smiled a small smile as he got up to hug her.
Bombalurina examined his face as they both sat down.
He still looked like his handsome self, but he seemed much more tired and worn out.
There was the sense of grief gleaming in his eyes as he sipped from one of the several glasses on the table.
He'd obviously been drinking a lot before she arrived.
"How are you doing Tugger?" Although it was quite obvious how he was.
"Macavity has the whole tribe…I'm at a loss as to what to do as you can see." He smirked and took another sip of his drink.
"I know." She crossed her legs, not sure what else to say.
She had never been especially close to Tugger, so seeing him in this state was a new experience for her.
"Have you seen them?" He looked at her hopefully.
"No…"
A hint of disappointment came across his face.
"But I know where they're being kept. And I want to be able to help you any way I can."
"That's what I was hoping to hear. I have a plan, you said you know where they're located?"
She nodded.
"Is there anyway that we could get to them?"
Bombalurina thought and looked up at him
"The room above the prison…it has really loose tile flooring. Mac never goes in there so he doesn't guard it at all…It's probably right above where the toms are being kept too."
Tugger jumped out from his chair and knelt down by Bombalurina, grabbing her arms.
"Bombs, this is perfect. We can save them!"
She raised her eyebrow and looked down.
"But you need me to distract Mac…"
Tugger just nodded and she looked at him.
She smiled nervously
"I never told anyone when I feel like this…But I'm scared."
Tugger pulled her into a hug
"Hey, it'll work out."
Both of the Cats had never been so personal with each other.
The times they interacted were through careless flirting and small talk.
Tugger pulled her into a hug and stood up.
"Tomorrow night. This will all be over."
And he walked away.