Chapter Six: Under The Stars.

It was happening, they were actually leave the Themyscira. With a sigh, Tom stood on the front, watching the fog float about their small vessel, making it impossible to see the Themyscira. As he turned, he saw Steve laying blankets down, fixing a bed for Diana to sleep on and clapping his hands together after he finished. "There, I made a bed for you to sleep on," said Steve, gesturing for her to lay down.

Tom quickly stood, eye Steve. "Moving a bit fast, ain't ya?"

"I didn't mean sleep like that, how do you even-"

"Calm down, cat, Steve, here, is a gentleman, believe me. He's not trying any funny business." Jerry cut in, eyeing Tom up.

To ease the tension, Diana glanced form it to Steve. "Aren't you going to sleep? Or does the average man not sleep?"

"No, men do sleep, I'm just not going to sleep with you."

"Oh, you don't sleep with women. It's okay we have a few lesbians on the island, I'm not judging."

"No, I sleep with woman, I'm just not going to sleep with you unless we're married."

"So you wont sleep with me unless we're married?"

"All right, never mind, I'll join you." said Steve, giving up and laying by her.

"Hold your horses, mate." Tom quickly joined them on the bed, nuzzling between them. "You stay on your side, she'll stay on her side."

When Tom saw Jerry sitting off by himself, he rose. "What's his deal?"

"Why don't you go talk with him, Tom?" Diana said, gesturing for Tom to go.

Rolling his eyes, Tom left the pair, but kept a close eye Steve. He went and sat by Jerry, who simply gazed out at the waves. "So, what on yer mind?"

"More than on yours I'm sure."

"What is you got against me, I ain't done nothin' to you."

"I just don't trust, easily, okay."

"Whatever." Tom saw Diana and Steve have their own conversation.

"So, how is it you can sing? Can you talk?"

"Not that I know of."

"Well, that doesn't make a lick of sense. You can sing but you can't talk."

"I don't think so, then again, I never really tired."

"Maybe it's for the best, I'm sure your voice would be grading to the ears." Jerry signed, seeing Tom smirk.

"I can carry a tune."

"I'm sure your mother told you you could sing."

With a soft hum, Tom took in the fresh sea air.

Tom:
"When you're cooking something up,
And only trying the tired and true,
Stick to the predictable you've known,
Measure out the same amounts,
Every teaspoon, every ounce,
No surprises when the rules are set in stone,

But when the sugar hits the fan,
And make a mess of your perfect plan,
And your facing' in the face of something new,

If it's not what you had prepared,
In the scramble you can't get scared,
Let something wild and wonderful break through,

Start rippin' up the recipe,
Let go of how it has to be,
You'll forget about right and wrong,
When you loose yourself in this song,
It's perfect unexpectedly,
When you rip up the recipe,

Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,

Jerry:
"Living life inside the lines,
Safe and simple by the book,
You keep sweeping the uncertainty aside,
But an unfamiliar spice might bring somethin' extra nice,
Somethin' twice as good as what you would've tried,"

Both:
"'Cause when the sugar hits the fan,
You make a mess of your perfect plan,
And your facin' the face of something strange and new,
Something's ready to wreck your day,
You can pray that is goes away,
Or let something wild and wonderful break through,

Start rippin' up the recipe,
Let go of how it has to be,
No, you can't plan it in advance,
Gotta lose yourself in the dance,
It's perfect unexpectedly,
When you rip up the recipe,

Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,

Start rippin' up the recipe,
And make a little mess with me,
You'll forget about right and wrong,
When you loose yourself in this song,
It's perfect unexpectedly,
When you rip up the recipe,

Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doo, doo, doo,
Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo,
When you rip up the recipe!"

Jerry wouldn't admit it, but Tom was somewhat impressive. Steve was obviously blown away by Tom's performance, clapping and smiling. Tom bowed and sat, the four sharing some water and trying to get to know each other better. For while Tom and Diana wondered about the outer world, Steve was curious about the Themyscira. "So, if there are no men on the island. Who was your father? I mean how did you come to be?"

"My mother sculpted me from clay and I was brought to life by Zeus."

"M'kay." said Steve, just going with it at this point.

"So, does marriage work the same for a man and woman as it does for us?"

"Yeah, we agree to live together till death do us part," answered Steve looking over to Diana. "Do you even know where babies come from?"

"Yes, we know where babies come from. We're not stupid, you know." Tom signed.

"Indeed, apart from reproducing, men are deemed kind of useless."

"Unless you mean the pleasures of the flesh, which they are still very useless at," Tom added, making Steve's eyes widened.

"Do you know what that is?" inquired Steve, to which Diana nodded. "Oh." Was all the man could say.

"Yes, Tom and I read all about it in the twelve volumes of Clio's treatises on pleasure," said Diana.

Tom, raised his brows up an down a few time, showing they knew a great deal about 'the pleasures of the flesh. "Those were some good reads."

"You wouldn't happen to have brought any of those book along, would you?"

"Sorry to disappoint you, but no I didn't. Beside, it's in my language, so you wouldn't be able to ready them anyway."

"Huh," said Steve.

"Well, this conversation didn't go anywhere like I though," signed Jerry, flushing the most out of all.

"Oh, mouse, I plum forgot you were even here, with you being so small and all." Tom saw Jerry frown his way. "So, does mousy not like to hear about the pleasures of the flesh?"

"Ugh, it sounds even worse coming from you."

"All right, I can take a hint." Tom folded his paws behind his head, fixing his body. "By the way, how is it you seem more intelligent then other mice I've meant?"

Jerry didn't respond and Tom looked to his right, seeing Jerry laying still, sensitive to the subject it seemed. With a sigh, Tom was going to try and get some sleep when he saw Jerry's paws to gesture. "I was a laboratory mouse a while back, and I assumed that's how I got to be so smart. I'm not sure why or how, but one day the building caught fire, and I with a few of my family members escaped. We freed most of the animals, and those of us who left, went undercover. That way no one would ever find us and take us back to place of misery." Tom was speechless as he stared down at Jerry. Jerry reached for his chest and clutched it as his breathing quickened, as though it hurt him physically to remember his past. Jerry took a few shaky breaths and went on. "I met Steve about five years ago and the pair of us have been together ever since."

"Wow, I had no idea. I'm sorry, if my asking, made you uncomfortable. I don't understand why humans would do such horrible things to animals? I thought mankind lived in peace with them, like they do the Themyscira?"

"There's one thing you should know Tom, the world is not like the Themyscira. Humans don't realize animals feel emotions too. They see animals as things to use, to abuse, test, experiments on. Never once thinking how much pain they bring us. Humans are monsters in my eyes. You and I grew up in two very different worlds."

"But Steve."

"Indeed, not all men are bad, least not the ones we're going to meet." Tom frowned, not understanding Jerry's remark. They were quiet and heard only their human companions resting peacefully, along with the sound of the water rocking against the boat. "So, were you sculpted from clay as well?"

"Yeah, I guess I was built by the pieces leftover from Diana." Tom shrugged and grinned at the thought of his creation. Jerry laughed at this and placed his paw to his muzzle, trying to keep himself from chuckling to loudly. Tom heard this and turned to the mouse with a fake surprised expression. "Oh, so he does know how to laugh."

"You jerk, of course I laugh."

"Yeah, but how often?"

"Enough I guess. What's with you all of a sudden. You seemed to hate us back on the island, but now you're okay with us? Are you all right in the head, or have you taken too many hits from the Amazons?"

"I just wanted to make sure the both of you could be trusted."

"Well, Steve seems to think Diana is the key to stopping the war."

"What do you think?"

"I agree. You both would be great allies to our side."

"Both?" With a coy smile, Tom yawned and felt his eyes grow heavy, only half watching Jerry.

Unaware of how tired Tom was, Jerry went on. "Seriously, Tom. There's something else I should tell you. Tom, I want you to know I-I'm g-." Jerry suddenly noticed Tom dozed off, making him stop. With a small smile Jerry patted his side and lay down. "Goodnight silly cat." The four slept as the stars glinted in the night sky. It was peaceful and the waves rocked the vessel, creating a soothing ride for our heroes.