Father/Son: Munkustrap & Old Deuteronomy
Munkustrap Point of View
I was always jealous of Rum growing up. Always. Even now, come to think of it. But when I was younger, I always thought he was Dad's favourite. He was older, much more likeable, and could get away with everything. Whenever I expressed my insecurities to my father, he would ruffle my fur and say with a laugh that he has no favourite, and Rum acts the way he does to cover up his own insecurities. It wasn't till I got older that I understood what he meant.
When I reached adulthood, father told me that he wanted me to be the protector of the tribe. To be honest, I was completely shocked. I always thought it would be Rum. After all he was the oldest.
"Why me?" I asked my father. And he smiled at me, like I was the most obvious choice in the world.
"Would you trust your brother with these responsibilities?" he said with a laugh. "I've already talked to Rum and he agrees. Besides, he's having far too much fun to give it up and actually look out for people."
"But dad, I don't know if I can be the protector you want me to be. What if something happens and I can't protect everyone?"
"You will," he said with certainty.
"How do you know, though?"
"Because I trust you." He looked me dead in the eye when he said it. And that was when I knew, that I could protect the Junkyard, and I would to the best of my ability.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I heard a voice behind me say. I turned to find Old Deuteronomy slowly walk over toward me, and take a seat in the same spot Rum was sitting in before.
"Just thinking about tonight's events," I said with a sigh. Father laughed.
"It was quite eventful, wasn't it?" We sat in silence for awhile both staring at the moon. I wondered if he was thinking about Grizabella. I was about to ask when he broke the silence.
"Where has your brother run off to?"
"Bombshell's house," I said with a smile. Dad laughed. He knew of Rum's fascination with the Red Queen.
"I wanted to thank you both for saving me," he said with a solemn look on his face.
"Both of us?" I asked. "Rum's the one who thought of Mistoffelee's, he's the real hero."
Father just shook his head, "Yes, he did, but you fought Macavity. You protected the tribe, just as I knew you would." He then clapped me on the shoulder and rose. "Let me know when your brother shows up, I want to thank him in person. That is," he said with a laugh. "If he can distant himself from Miss Bombalurina in time for me say thank you." And with that he slowly walked off, no doubt to get some rest from the events of tonight. I was about to get up too when I noticed a black and gold figure walk over and take a seat next to me.
I smiled at Demeter as she rested her head on my shoulder and we both stared up at the night sky.
Sorry, this chapter is a little short, but as always PLEASE REVIEW :D
Next is Demeter and Munkustrap!
