Aside from hunting in the dead of night, the twins didn't leave their den. Several times Mungojerrie had tried convincing his sister that cats weren't going to attack her, but the thought of her friends turning on her was too much.

Jerrie was worried too, but he didn't show it. One night when he had been hunting he'd overheard Alonzo and Tugger talking about the twins, the former being convinced that they had stayed hidden because they knew they were guilty.

It took a lot of self restraint to not jump out and tackle the black and white tom, he didn't need to add fuel to the fire. It seemed they were doing just fine on their own.

"Come on 'Teaze, you can't stay in here forever." the calico tom said, nudging her side with his paw.

"Can." She huffed, swatting his paw away.

"Cats are gon' start missing ya if you don't go- EVERLASTING CAT!" Mungojerrie stumbled back, startled by the sudden appearance of Mistoffelees who had materialised in the middle of their den.

Jerrie clutched a paw to his chest, trying to calm down and regain some of his dignity.

"Sorry." The young magician grinned, clearly not sorry in the slightest. In fact he was rather proud of himself for not misjudging his location, as he so often did.

Rumpleteazer sat bolt upright, unsure of what to expect. Surely Misto wouldn't do anything to hurt them, but then again she'd never expected it from the other toms either. She tensed up, prepared to run or if worse came to worse, fight.

"Wha' do ya want?" Mungojerrie asked, standing straight.

"I wanted to talk to you." Mistoffelees answered, settling himself down on an unoccupied blanket.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer weren't the only ones who hadn't been seen since the Jellicle ball. Mistoffelees had kept himself very much away from the others, more so than usual. He had been so nervous about revealing his magic, previously only the Rum Tum Tugger had known about it, but in order to save Old Deuteronomy it had to be done.

"That's a pretty neat trick you've got there."

The young tom nearly jumped ten feet in the air when a voice interrupted his training. He had been focusing on controlling his magic, if he wasn't careful he'd end up revealing his secret in front of the Jellicles, he dreaded to think of what their reactions would be if they found out.

Thanks to Macavity magic was very much frowned upon.

"Wh-what is?" Mistoffelees quickly hid his paws, which were still glowing, behind his back.

Tugger grinned and walked over to him. "You've got magic, haven't you?" Instead of looking scared as he'd imagined, the Rum Tum Tugger looked excited.

Misto hesitated but then nodded slowly. He lifted a shaky paw and fired a bolt of lighting at a nearby chest of drawers. There was a loud bang and when the smoke cleared there was a neat charred hole straight through the middle of the top draw.

Tugger raised his eyebrows and his grin got bigger. "Wow." He was impressed, he had only ever seen magic like that once before.

Mistoffelees turned back cautiously to judge the older toms reaction. To his relief he still seemed happy.

"Please don't-" He started but Tugger cut him off.

"I won't tell anyone, don't worry." The older tom assured him, placing a paw on his shoulder.

Maybe it would be okay for at least one cat to know. Mistoffelees thought.

Mungojerrie folded his arms over his chest. "Why?" For his sisters sake he wasn't ready to trust any cat.

Mistoffelees sighed and pawed at the blanket, even now that everyone knew he was still nervous to talk about his powers. "I want to help...at least I think I can. If you'll help me."

"An' why would we do tha'?" The older tom questioned.

"Because I know how you feel. They blame me too." He admitted, for the first time since his arrival looking visibly upset.

Rumpleteazer, who had been quiet since his arrival, got up and padded towards him. "They what? But ya saved Ol' Deut'! Why would they blame ya?"

"Just think, who is the only other magical cat you know?" He replied, looking at the ground.

"Macavity." Mungojerrie said as it dawned on him.

"Tha's not fair! You're not evil like 'im!" Rumpleteazer cried, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. It was one thing to blame cats who used to work for the Hidden Paw but to talk ill of the very cat who had saved them was another thing all together.

Teazer reached out a paw to her brother, who took hold of it in his own. "We'll help ya."

Mistoffelees looked up the pair and finally smiled. "We'll help each other."

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