[ it's been five days. ]

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((Characters: Bombalurina, Cassandra, Etcetera, Macavity, Mungojerrie, Munkustrap, Pouncival, Quaxo, Rumpleteazer

Thread Summary: Etcetera, stalking prey, ends up jumping on Quaxo, and the two have a long discussion involving naps, Tugger, Mommas, growned-ups, death, and magic. They then go to wake up Munkustrap.

The characters go out and start gathering on a car, talking to each other and watching Etcetera and Pouncival wrestle.

Unbeknownst to the group, Macavity is watching... and he attacks. Everyone freaks out as he tries to go after Quaxo, but once Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer help Munkustrap in the fight against Macavity, the Mystery Cat flees, and everyone licks their wounds.))


The evening sun shone through the little opening into the den and Quaxo's eyes slid open. He groaned a little at the sight of the bright light and the young tom sighed, beginning to stretch before he found himself in the arms of the object of his affections. So that was why he had slept so well.

Quaxo smiled and leaned over, nuzzling his face into Munkustrap's neck before pulling himself from the older cat's grasp, trying not to wake him. The tom stretched on the other side of the little den and he went out of it, sitting just outside the opening and looking around. Quaxo gazed from one side of the Junkyard to the other. Surely the kittens would be up and about soon.


[ ugh, it's so bad. ]

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap cracked one eye open as Quaxo pulled free, but he didn't otherwise stir. There was still some time before the human left the junkyard. He could use it to continue napping. Munkustrap closed his eye and curled up again.

Etcetera, however, was not one for waiting until humans left. She was practicing her uber-cool-stealthy-secret-stalker moves, and was currently trying to wiggle across a pile of garbage to pounce on some unsuspecting prey... ah! Mistokitty! Etcetera dropped into a crouch, wriggling as she prepared her attack.

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Quaxo watched the human with an amused smile on his face. Remembering the early morning when he'd met Munkustrap's human, the young tom gave a tiny giggle. He certainly didn't look like a queen, did he? He'd have to ask someone else, not just Munkustrap. Of course Munkustrap would say he didn't look like a queen.

Quaxo stretched his arms again as he stood from his sitting position and sauntered toward the broken down cars. He leapt onto the hood of the car, then onto the roof, curling up to get the heat from the setting sun.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Gosh darn it, he moved! Etcetera stopped her pounce and pouted, then began slinking toward Mistokitty, trying her best to stay hidden. She was going to have to start all over again! Etcetera screwed up her face in concentration as she tried to remember everything everyone had taught her about stalking and pouncing. She winced every time an awkward footfall caused some rubbish to move and shift under her, making noise that might potentially alert Mistokitty to the danger he was in. Finally, when she judged her position to be close enough, she dropped back into a crouch and began preparing her pounce. Don't move this time, Mistokitty!

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Quaxo flicked his tail, lifting his head when he heard a rustle in the junk nearby. He turned his dark brown gaze toward the spot the noise had come from and frowned a little, ears flicking toward the area. If Munkustrap wasn't awake, Quaxo would have to keep alert for any danger toward the Junkyard. Then again, the human was still there...

Quaxo sighed quietly and turned his entire body in the direction of the rustle, resting his head on his arms once more as he laid back down, his tail wrapping around himself once more.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

He moved! Well, not much... but he was looking in her direction! Etcetera hesitated, but decided that she had gone through enough trouble for this bit of prey as it was - circling around to get behind him would just take too long. With a powerful push of her legs, she launched herself at Mistokitty, making the fiercest, scariest sound she could. "BARKBARKBARKRAWWWR!"

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Quaxo jumped up in fright as something leapt at him. He hissed, scooting away, but then saw it was Etcetera. "Cetera!" he exclaimed, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. "You scared the Heavyside out of me!"

The young tom slowly moved toward his younger friend and took a seat near her. "What were you doing, Etcy? Trying to hunt me?"

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Etcetera rolled onto her back, helpless with laughter, and pointed a paw at Mistokitty. "You... you... you... you shoulda seen your... your... your face! You musta thought I's a..." She broke off, hugging her tail in her merriment. "I's a Pollicle!"

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"I didn't know what you were!" the tom cried, putting his paws to his head and shaking it slowly. "For all I knew, Etcy, you were a Pollicle!" Quaxo reached over to her and grabbed her paw, pulling her close. He tickled her in the side, smiling a little. "Cetera, you shouldn't do that when Mistokitty's just woken up." he murmured into her ear.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Etcetera giggled and squirmed away from the tickling paws before bouncing back into Mistokitty's face. "I scared ya though, I did, I did!" She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a big hug and a sloppy kiss on the cheek before crouching down and watching the white tip of his tail. "Someday, I's gonna be the bestest hunter in the whole yard! Rawr!" She pounced on Mistokitty's tail, then looked back at him. "Did ya really just waked up, Mistokitty? Cause I'd been awake for FOREVER already!"

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Quaxo laughed quietly and reached back, pulling the younger kitten back into his arms and holding her against his chest. "Yes, Etcy, I just woke up. I was having a nice, long nap." he murmured, brushing his paw through her soft fur. Quaxo sighed quietly and smiled a little.

"I can see that you've been awake for a while, Cetera. Why are you out and about while no one else is awake, though?" he asked, giving the kitten a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Shouldn't you be at home with your mother, Cetera? She might be worried about you."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Etcetera squirmed a little at first, but she settled down in Mistokitty's lap, only bouncing a little (and bumping her head against his chin). "Why does growned-ups always have naps? Naps are sooo booooring! You can't be playing if you're dazing!" She giggled, covering her mouth with her paws. "Tugger said that! You know Tugger, right? He's sooo pretty. Tugger loves me, you know, and we're gonna get married and have lots of little kitties, and I'll name one of them Mistokitty, after you, okay? Because I like you." More bouncing. "You're fun. You're not like Momma, who walks soooo sloooow and she doesn't like to play. She dos this." Etcetera flung a paw over her forehead. "Etcy-cat, just get out! You know better than to run in here! Stay in the yard, but go outs!" She giggled and leaned her head back to nuzzle the underside of Mistokitty's chin. "She doesn't like it when I fall on her when she's sleeping. She gets all grumpy when I dos that."

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"Okay, Etcy." Quaxo said quietly, smiling at the hyper young kitten. In his mind, he thanked Heavyside that not every kitten was quite as hyper as Etcetera. "Grownups have naps because we get tired from caring for you kittens, Etcy. You guys are always running around and us grownups need some time to ourselves to have some rest. I'm sure you understand that, dear." Quaxo giggled a little and leaned back against the junk behind him, yawning a little. "Let's just sit here and rest for a while, alright, Cetera?"

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"Oh, okay." Etcetera could understand growned-ups getting tired easier than kittens. It made sense, cause growned-ups were always sleeping. She didn't think Mistokitty was a growned-up, but he was older than her, so maybe he was starting to be a growned-up. She hummed to herself, bouncing a little, but letting Mistokitty have his rest. If he wanted to rest, that was okay, but if he started taking naps all the time, like Gus, or Jennyanydots, or Old Deuteronomy... Etcy gasped, her eyes going wide, and she turned quickly in Mistokitty's arms, grabbing his cheeks in both paws and forcing him to look at her. "DON'T DIE, MISTOKITTY! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE!" If Mistokitty was getting old, then death came after that! Her eyes filled with tears and she hugged Mistokitty again, bawling into his chest.

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Quaxo's eyes widened a little as the kitten grabbed his cheeks. "Etcy!" he exclaimed, reaching up and pulling her away from him. He lifted her chin and looked her in the eye, laughing quietly. "Etcetera, I'm not going to die!" Quaxo laughed, leaning forward and kissing her forehead. "I'm not gonna die for a long time, Etcy. I promise, okay?" Quaxo pulled her close again and pet her fur softly, rubbing her back and shaking his head. This kitten was a handful, that was for sure. "I'm only three, Cetera. I'm not gonna die."