abduction.

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Quaxo returned the gentle kiss and shook his head, resting a paw on Munkustrap's cheek. "Don't be sorry, Munkustrap." he whispered, staring him directly in the eyes. "I mean it. You did nothing wrong." He softly kissed Munkustrap's lips again, then his cheek and forehead.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"It's not for what I did, but for what Macavity did," Munkustrap murmured, stroking Quaxo's cheek. "I'm sorry he did and said what he did and said. It's never fun to have your father hate you."

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Quaxo broke into a little grin and he nodded slowly. "I guess it's not." he returned, cupping Munkustrap's face in his hands and kissing him yet again. "I can deal with it, though... I don't think he was actually going to let the Pollicle eat me."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"I wouldn't have let the Pollicle eat you," Munkustrap said. "I don't think Tumble or Plato would have either, even now that they know who you are." He trailed his paw lightly over Quaxo's ears and returned the kiss.

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Quaxo smiled again, pulling the older tom closer and rubbing his side. "Well, thank you, Munk." he murmured, pecking his cheek. "Do you still hurt? You're seeming much better, sweetie."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap grimaced. "I hurt if I think about it. If I'm distracted, the pain isn't so bad."

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"Oh, I'm sorry." Quaxo said quietly, pecking his lips and hugging him close. "Here..." He ran the paw down Munkustrap's back again, trying to make the pain leave his friend again.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap smiled to himself, reaching up to pull Quaxo's head down again, cradling the back of the smaller tom's head. Quaxo was almost perfect as a distraction by himself. The magic only helped things.

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Quaxo slowly pulled his paw back, resting both of them on Munkustrap's sides. He stared into Munkustrap's eyes for a moment, grinning, then kissed him again. "I love you, Munkustrap," he whispered, smiling at him. "I'm glad you're going to be okay."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"I'm glad you're going to be okay too, Quaxo," Munkustrap said, kissing the tuxedo tom. "I was worried when Jerrie said you were missing... when your den smelled like Macavity's henchmen..."

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"He got me while I was asleep, I guess." Quaxo murmured, nuzzling him softly. "That kitten... he was born around the time I left, Munkustrap. He wasn't a black kitten when he was born. He looked a lot like Tumble, actually." Quaxo frowned a little, then shrugged. "He's gone now, though. So... we're okay. For now."

[Munkustrap Etc.]

Munkustrap sighed. "Etcetera has a crush on him... which is surprising in and of itself. Tugger has a rival for her heart. If he's a Monnik, though..." He shook his head. "We're going to have to keep an eye on her, and tread carefully. If we forbid her too much, she could be rebellious and try to hang out with him anyway..." Munkustrap knew all too well how easy it was for kittens to insist their guardians were being stifling and insist on doing dangerous things anyway - he was one of them.

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Quaxo nodded slowly at Munkustrap's words. "Someone should probably tell her that he's a Monnik. If she knows that, it might change her mind about him." he suggested, giving a little shrug. "She may be smitten by him, but she does know that the Monniks are bad... right?" He bit his lip softly, resting his head on top of Munkustrap's and closing his eyes.

[Munkustrap Etc.]

"She's also a kitten," Munkustrap said. "Kittens are the most impressionable. I figured out as a kitten that Jellicles weren't bad, and look where I ended up. If we tell her he's a Monnik... she might just think that means that Monniks aren't bad, because Zalika's not bad, and that could put her in even more danger." He closed his eyes. "I'm just thinking of how big the borders are between our lands... how unpatrollable they are... we can't watch every street, every alley. The best we can do is keep Etcy inside the junkyard... but she'll come to resent that as she gets older. Once she gets out, though, slipping into the other territory is a piece of cake."

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Quaxo nodded again and pulled Munkustrap up, pecking him quickly on the lips. "Let's stop thinking about that for now," he whispered, smiling at Munkustrap and stroking his cheek softly. Quaxo nuzzled his cheek softly. "You don't need to be stressed with all these injuries, sweetheart. You might, I don't know, pop a vein or something." Quaxo grinned again and kissed his forehead.