Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 6, 2007 17:15:48 GMT -5
((Characters: Demeter, Munkustrap
Thread Summary:After Quaxo and Demeter got into a fight, Munkustrap needed to talk to Demeter as well.))
"Demeter, do you have a moment?" Munkustrap had found the elusive queen after much searching, and was now watching her. "We need to talk."
The black and gold Queen was still angry with the two Toms, but stopped to consider talking to Munkus. He hadn't stuck up for her, but he hadn't exactly taken Quaxo's side either. So she decided to sit in front of him, resting a top of a dryer, her eyes peering at him with reserved questioning. What did they have to talk about?
Munkustrap was not so bold as to jump onto the dryer next to Demeter - he might have, if she was in a better mood, or if he was Tugger, but not right now. Instead, he stretched up, resting his paws against the side, bringing himself closer to her but still staying beneath her. "What's going on, Deme?" he asked quietly. "You're upset... are you upset with me?"
Demeter sat silent for a moment, looking up at the moon. It was beautiful and silent. Hmm... Her tail twitched and she cocked her head to one side, debating her answer. If she said yes, he would hate her. If she said no and that she was mad at Quaxo, he would still hate her. Either way was no good. "Yes, I am upset. With Quaxo. What makes him think he can just cuddle up to you all the time and not think about Queens like me or Bomba?"
Munkustrap smiled faintly. "The same thing that makes you think you can cuddle up to me all the time and not think about the other queens, or Quaxo, the same things that makes Etcetera chase after Tugger and declare to the world that he's going to marry her without any thought of another. He's in love with me."
This puzzled the Queen. She wasn't used to hear that Toms could love. She wasn't new to the fact of Toms being with other Toms, but. . .Loving? No. Deme shook her head, unconvinced. "No, he's being selfish."
Munkustrap nodded. "I agree. A bit. He is in love with me, but he is also very jealous whenever anyone else comes around." Munkustrap sat down again, curling his tail around his paws. "A bit like another queen I could mention..." He looked up at her, faint amusement in his eyes.
"Well, that Queen would most certiantly not be me." Demeter huffed and looked up at the sky again. Starts glittering as a hint of pink started to show. It was almost dawn and the Queen was getting tired of this conversation. But. . . "What is going on between you two?"
"Of course not." Munkustrap shook his head, not trying to hide what he really thought. He gave a shrug, though. "I don't really know, at this point. I do love him, but I love you as well, Deme. I don't want to hurt either of you."
"Are you so sure about not wanting to hurt?" She glared at him, wanting to end this. She leaped off her perch on the dryer and strode past him. Her tail flicked and then stayed still, her mood becoming. . . Undescribable. The Queen was so . . .So supraditic and hard to pin-point just what she was going to do next.
"I am positive," Munkustrap said, turning and taking a few steps closer to Demeter. "I love you, Demeter. I would sooner die than willingly cause you pain. But I feel the same for Quaxo... and I know that I am hurting you both by loving you both." He laid down, crossing his front paws over each other, letting his sadness show in his posture. "I am sorry for that."
The Queen paused, expecting to hear that. . . But at the same time, not. Her face fell and she looked back at Munkus, laying down with a sadness written all over him. It hurt her. . . She bent down, nuzzling her face, still slighly bloody from her fight, into his paws. "I'm. . . I love you, Munkus." She wouldn't say she was sorry because she was not. She had to fight Quaxo. It was boiling in her and it was bound to happen eventually. There was nothing left to say. She licked his cheek once before flitting off, always quick to disappear.
Thread Summary:After Quaxo and Demeter got into a fight, Munkustrap needed to talk to Demeter as well.))
"Demeter, do you have a moment?" Munkustrap had found the elusive queen after much searching, and was now watching her. "We need to talk."
The black and gold Queen was still angry with the two Toms, but stopped to consider talking to Munkus. He hadn't stuck up for her, but he hadn't exactly taken Quaxo's side either. So she decided to sit in front of him, resting a top of a dryer, her eyes peering at him with reserved questioning. What did they have to talk about?
Munkustrap was not so bold as to jump onto the dryer next to Demeter - he might have, if she was in a better mood, or if he was Tugger, but not right now. Instead, he stretched up, resting his paws against the side, bringing himself closer to her but still staying beneath her. "What's going on, Deme?" he asked quietly. "You're upset... are you upset with me?"
Demeter sat silent for a moment, looking up at the moon. It was beautiful and silent. Hmm... Her tail twitched and she cocked her head to one side, debating her answer. If she said yes, he would hate her. If she said no and that she was mad at Quaxo, he would still hate her. Either way was no good. "Yes, I am upset. With Quaxo. What makes him think he can just cuddle up to you all the time and not think about Queens like me or Bomba?"
Munkustrap smiled faintly. "The same thing that makes you think you can cuddle up to me all the time and not think about the other queens, or Quaxo, the same things that makes Etcetera chase after Tugger and declare to the world that he's going to marry her without any thought of another. He's in love with me."
This puzzled the Queen. She wasn't used to hear that Toms could love. She wasn't new to the fact of Toms being with other Toms, but. . .Loving? No. Deme shook her head, unconvinced. "No, he's being selfish."
Munkustrap nodded. "I agree. A bit. He is in love with me, but he is also very jealous whenever anyone else comes around." Munkustrap sat down again, curling his tail around his paws. "A bit like another queen I could mention..." He looked up at her, faint amusement in his eyes.
"Well, that Queen would most certiantly not be me." Demeter huffed and looked up at the sky again. Starts glittering as a hint of pink started to show. It was almost dawn and the Queen was getting tired of this conversation. But. . . "What is going on between you two?"
"Of course not." Munkustrap shook his head, not trying to hide what he really thought. He gave a shrug, though. "I don't really know, at this point. I do love him, but I love you as well, Deme. I don't want to hurt either of you."
"Are you so sure about not wanting to hurt?" She glared at him, wanting to end this. She leaped off her perch on the dryer and strode past him. Her tail flicked and then stayed still, her mood becoming. . . Undescribable. The Queen was so . . .So supraditic and hard to pin-point just what she was going to do next.
"I am positive," Munkustrap said, turning and taking a few steps closer to Demeter. "I love you, Demeter. I would sooner die than willingly cause you pain. But I feel the same for Quaxo... and I know that I am hurting you both by loving you both." He laid down, crossing his front paws over each other, letting his sadness show in his posture. "I am sorry for that."
The Queen paused, expecting to hear that. . . But at the same time, not. Her face fell and she looked back at Munkus, laying down with a sadness written all over him. It hurt her. . . She bent down, nuzzling her face, still slighly bloody from her fight, into his paws. "I'm. . . I love you, Munkus." She wouldn't say she was sorry because she was not. She had to fight Quaxo. It was boiling in her and it was bound to happen eventually. There was nothing left to say. She licked his cheek once before flitting off, always quick to disappear.