OMG IT'S THE END OF AN ERA. Jeez, no it's more like the end of an error. Anyway, I don't think I've ever finished a story this long that was actually GOOD. I feel so proud of myself! :D
After hours of sifting through everything Griddlebone had planned through (on various notebooks and a large poster board for some reason) in a large hotel room, the tribe had finally gotten everything sorted for their departure from Italy to various places in Europe. The Jellicles that could afford it would meet in Rome, where they currently were, every three months for an update. For those that couldn't, they would be updated by email, parts in code for protection. If anyone suspected that a human was aware of their secret, they would immediately report to Griddlebone, who would handle the changing of their name and location. Language wasn't an issue, as whenever a Jellicle changed host countries, they automatically were able to speak in that language.
The twins Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer would move to a quaint flat in Finland, while Coricopat and Tantomile chose a large blue house on the shore of Portugal. Rum Tum Tugger, fittingly, liked a small apartment in Paris, and Bombalurina was stationed to live across town.
Etcetera and Electra started renting a red house in Germany that looked like was being taken over by the plants in the front yard, as Griddlebone wanted the kittens to stay together. Likewise, Mistoffelees and Victoria took a boathouse in Greece, while Quaxo, Jemima and Pouncival shared a renovated firehouse in the downtown Warsaw, Poland. Plato moved into a mansion that was much too big for him in Slovakia.
Cassandra dragged Alonzo into living with her in Austria, while Munkustrap took a house in Russia with Demeter. Skimbleshanks and Jennyanydots chose a snug house in Switzerland, while Jellylorum lived alone in Belgium. Grizabella went the same way and lived alone in an apartment in Lithuania. Last of all, Tumblebrutus moved into Rome, so he could reunite with his mother, Griddlebone.
And our story ends on a sweet note: One fine day in late November, Grizabella (or Gabriella) was watering the flowers on her balcony when she saw I figure standing on the parking lot below her. He was rather large, and he had a fluffy gray beard, out of which his two sparking eyes peeked out from. Gabriella dropped her watering can.
"Old Deuteronomy?"