Rut-roh, Shaggy! I don't even know how that saying goes. I own nothing except this stupid little brain of mine.
I watched Erik walk off with the other cat, talking low enough that I couldn't hear them. The other cats then began closing in. "Um... Hello. What are your names?" The first one that spoke wore gangly clothes.
"Names Growltiger." The next one to speak was pure white and very fluffy.
"And I'm Griddlebone. Though you needn't know that." All of a sudden Griddlebone lunged at me, a cloth in her hand. She knocked me down and covered my mouth. I tried to scream but she pressed harder. Growltiger came closer and before I could fully register the pain, plunged a dagger into my stomach. I tried to breathe and scream but then noticed that the cloth emitted a sweet smell... like an orange. I felt another twinge of pain in my chest... then... nothing.
I can't remember waking but I must have. I looked around the area I was in. It was a large white room. I made to speak but felt a soft hand cover my mouth. I turned my head toward the hand to find a ginger Jellicle cat leaning over me. "Calm down my love." She turned a bit to the side. "Skimble, go fetch Old Deuteronomy." On the other side of the room, another ginger cat in a vest hurried out of the room. She then looked down at me. "If I remove my hand, do you promise not to speak?" I nodded, now noticing that she had an English accent. She removed her hand and introduced herself. "I'm Jennyanydots but you can just call me Jenny. You're Christine, right?" I nodded. "Would you like me to untie you?" I nodded and she began working at the lines of yarn on my wrists and ankles. She helped me sit up and I gasped, nearly screaming. I had been turned into a Jellicle! My fur, from what I could tell, was all white but the palms of my hands and bottoms of my feet were a rich black. I reached around my back to find my tail all black too. Jenny brought a hand mirror to me. Cautiously I looked inside. My ears were black as well and my eyes a striking blue.
"Wha-" I started to say but was silenced.
"Imaginaire was incredibly worried when he brought you in. I daresay I would be too. He was devastated when I told him you were long dead." She looked over at the other bed in the room where I saw myself with my hair was done up with flowers and in an elegant white dress. It was a strange feeling to see yourself like that. "Three days after that, you appeared as a Jellicle kitten but you were still asleep. No one knew when you would wake. I hid you and kept this a secret so that Imaginaire wouldn't get his hopes up. You just so happened to wake on the full moon which explains why we're like this." Just then the door opened. We both looked over. There was a large Jellicle and hiding just behind him were a few Jellicles a bit larger than myself but nowhere close to the large one with shaggy brown fur.
A little tuxedo cat popped around and came to sit by me. He handed me a bouquet of flowers, from where I may never know. He introduced himself as Mr Mistoffelees or Misto. Then came a few other kittens. A pure white one gave me a hand picked daisy, judging by the green on her hands. A multicoloured tabby introduced himself as Carbucketty and gave me a yellow rose. Then a darkly coloured kitten introduced herself as Electra. I was beginning to feel overwhelmed with all the little kittens clouding around me. Eventually, they all left and were replaced by older cats like one that was all black and had a ruff of orange coloured fur who was named The Rum Tum Tugger. Then after him were the queens as they were called. I nodded to and thanked all of them for the flowers as they came and went. And as the last queen left, the largest cat stepped forward. "Christine," he said with a deep voice and giving a small bow, "It is a pleasure that you have been added to our Jellicle tribe. I am sure we will get along with you just fine. As Gus, Griddlebone, and Growltiger have all been cast to sea. Hopefully, we don't see them again." He went to the door and just as he was about to open it, it opened and Erik ran inside pulling me into his embrace.
"My love!" He cried, his velvet voice cracking. "My love..." he whispered, kissing my cheek and making me red.
"Alright! Who told Imaginaire Christine was awake?" I heard Jenny yell in the distance.