Three days since the Ball

[Arya]

(-sighs- I'm bored.)

[Arya]

WOOT MY BOREDOM JUST LET ME PWN THIS PAGE!

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Quaxo frowned again and went to them, standing with his hands on his hips. "What the hell are you two on about? Just... get out of my sight." He sighed, turning and glancing at the dresser where Munkustrap had gone.

After a moment, he bounded toward the dresser and crawled inside it. "Munkustrap?" he called, looking around

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap was sitting on the cushions at the bottom of the dresser's interior, looking up just in case a kitten was about to jump from one of the upper drawers. He looked over as Quaxo entered. "Aren't you supposed to be guarding the yard?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.

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"I was. I got angry with Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie. They're such idiots sometimes."

Quaxo sighed quietly and reached over, sliding one arm around Munkustrap's shoulders and hugging him close. "Is your back still hurting really badly, Munk?" he asked quietly, leaning over to peck his temple.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"It's a little better, now that others aren't touching it," Munkustrap replied. "Jellylorum went out to get something for it." He let Quaxo hug and kiss him, wondering again why the little cat was so affectionate.

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Quaxo nodded and nestled his face into Munkustrap's neck, closing his eyes slowly. "I'm sorry he hurt you like that, Munkustrap. He's a horrible cat overall... you know." He frowned a little and hugged him again, pulling away. "I'm gonna go back out, Munk. I'll see you later." he whispered, pecking his cheek before moving away from him and back out into the Junkyard.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap watched Quaxo leave before turning his attention upward again. He didn't want a lapful of kitten.

Eventually, Jellylorum returned and finished patching Munkustrap up. She scolded him for aggravating his injuries and sent him out of the dresser with instructions to rest.

Munkustrap thanked Jelly and made his way to a pile of broken cars, nimbly jumping up until he reached the top, where he sat on the roof, surveying the junkyard.

[Shannon]

Bombalurina was unaccostomed to being bored. There was always something to do.

However, this time, the red tabby queen had nothing to do. She was not hungry, or thirsty. She was not in "the mood". So she laid in on her cushions, watching the other Jellicles through the open entrance to her home.

Finally, she made up her mind. She had to get out. Moping around at the unsightly scratch on her back was not going to help her. Besides, Jellylorum had told her it would probably heal without creating too much of a scar.

Bomba cursed Macavity.

Bombalurina stretched and slipped out of her box. She looked around camp, trying to find someone to talk to.

Her brown eyes settled on Munkustrap. She sauntered over to the tom.

"Good evening," she said, kissing the tom lightly, playfully.

Munkustrap was a close acquaintence, not quite a friend. Well, maybe a friend, but not a close friend. Although they had a bit of a history, Bombalurina didn't usually spend much time with the cat.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"Hello, Bomba," Munkustrap replied with a faint smile, returning the light kiss. "How are you this evening?" He enjoyed spending time with the red queen. She had a good head on her shoulders and seemed perfectly capable of defending herself and others. It didn't hurt that she was very beautiful, for a queen.

[Shannon]

Bombalurina shrugged. "Oh, fine, I guess." Bomba paused. "Goodness, it seems like the Ball was a year ago, doesn't it? And the battle. Jellylorum says my little cuts and such are healing, and the big one should close without leaving a scar, which is good because I've been a bit worried," she said, then added, "You fought very bravely Munkustrap. Macavity didn't play fair."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"I'm sorry you were hurt," Munkustrap told Bomba, meaning every word. "Though you would be beautiful even with a scar." Munkustrap sighed, closing his eyes. "Macavity never plays fair. I really should stop playing fair myself, when fighting him."

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Quaxo's ears fell back when he heard Bombalurina's smooth voice. His lips curled into a tiny snarl, but he calmed himself and turned back toward where Munkustrap and she sat. He'd never liked her, and now was no different.

Bounding quickly back toward the broken-down cars, he leapt onto the hood of the car and frowned at Bombalurina. Stop flirting with him. Quaxo just glared at her, a deep frown on his face as his tail twitched.

[orangekittencream]

God, why did Pouncival want to hang around with Mungo and Rumple again? Because they were cool. Still cool, even though Rumple had decided to use him as Pollicle bait and he almost got eaten. He hadn't slowed down when he heard Munkustrap and Quaxo though, he was already running and couldn't stop. Besides, he wanted to be as far away from that Pollicle as possible.

The Tom kitten finally stopped when he was back inside his little cardboard box. He was heaving and panting heavily. He felt like he was dying almost. Hopefully the two other Toms had been able to handle it and hadn't gotten killed themselves. Better go check! Like a good Tom would. He was. . . Brave! Yes. He struck a macho pose, hands on his hips and chest puffed out. Now that he had reassured himself he was still cool, Pouncival decided to return to the center of the Junkyard.

When he got there he saw Munkustrap talking to his long time crush: Bombalurina. Oh how he could be as cool as the Tugger so he could talk to her without stumbling over his words. Jelly and Jenny were always talking about how 'adorable' it was. It just made him want to puke how they talked like that.

Gathering his nerve to walk closer he gained a swagger in his step as he came forward. Hopefully he looked cool enough to talk to her.

"Hey, Bomba, Munkustrap."

His eyes scanned the yard for the dog, still a bit skittish about it. He didnt' see it, but thought that a white sheet was distrectely hiding it. He shuddered, but quickly turned his attention back to the other two, older Jellicles. All at once he grabbed Munkus' hand and started to shake, extremely grateful for the fact that he had saved his life. Twice. First the Macavity scare and now from a Pollicle.

"Thank you so much! You saved my life!"

Might not look so macho now, in front of Bombalurina, but he HAD to thank Munkus. Maybe that would make him look manly anyway.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap turned to look at Quaxo, the faint smile on his face fading when he saw Quaxo's glare. "Is everything all right, Quaxo? I'm out here with Jelly's blessing, now."

And then Pouncival showed up, and Munkustrap's smile was back at the kitten's enthusiasm. "You're welcome, Pouncival. I was just doing my job." He reached out to ruffle the kitten's ears. "I'm glad you're unharmed. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were supposed to be looking out for you." He glanced over at the scowling Quaxo again.