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Post by Shannon on Apr 24, 2007 23:10:07 GMT -5
"Sure," Bombalurina said, slipping outside. "What is it?"
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:10:20 GMT -5
The wind had died down, the snow had stopped for the moment, and it was almost warm, for winter. Munkustrap walked beside Bomba, staring up at the stars for a few minutes. "Bomba... I want to talk to you about something..."
"Go ahead," Bombalurina said, holding Munkustrap's paw in hers.
"I've been thinking about us," Munkustrap said quietly. "And about Quaxo, and Demeter. And... I think I've made up my mind."
Bombalurina could feel the blood drain from her face. "Oh," she said quietly, as she felt her stomach sink. "And...?" She wasn't sure if she wanted to know.
Munkustrap squeezed Bomba's paw before he turned to face her. "And I choose you. If you'll have me, that is."
Bombalurina could feel the breath run out of her. She was left speechless. "Yes!" she finally croaked out. "Of course! Yes!" She swallowed back some tears and smiled. "I love you, Munkustrap."
Munkustrap returned Bomba's smile, pulling her into his arms. "I don't know if I'll make a very good mate... but I can promise to do my best at being a father." He kissed her temple and closed his eyes. He did love Bomba. He loved Quaxo and Demeter too... but after weighing all his options and pondering and dreaming, he realized that Bombalurina would be best for him.
Now, to find a way to break the news to the other two cats without shattering their hearts.
Bombalurina kissed Munkustrap, this time not caring who saw. "You'll be amazing at both," she whispered.
Munkustrap ran his paws down Bomba's back, grateful to be away from his mother's watchful eyes. "I love you, Bombalurina."
Bombalurina wanted to melt in Munkustrap's arm, but instead, she said, "So... what will happen? Where can we live with four kittens?" She realized, with some feeling, how quickly she was becoming organized and responsible. Maybe it was just the kittens.
Munkustrap gave a very faint shake of his head - he chooses Bomba, and the first thing her mind jumps to is where to live. Must be an expecting-queen thing. "Well, there's the dresser-nursery, or the stove... there's that bathtub... maybe the old desk..." He was trying to think of places that would be both big enough for a family (he would have a family!) and safe enough for growing kittens.
"The desk, maybe," Bombalurina said. She had been admiring the piece of furniture. It had one large drawer and two smaller ones. The larger one the kittens could sleep in with her until they were big enough, then they'd take the two drawers while she and Munk took the larger one.
Munkustrap nodded, still holding Bomba close. "I... haven't told the others yet. To be honest, I don't know how I'm going to." Demeter was easy, in a way, since she was often with her humans these days. Quaxo would be the challenge. Munkustrap didn't want to drive him out into the cold.
Bombalurina kissed Munkustrap's cheek. "It'll be okay..." she said slowly. She thought, with sadness, about the fact her friendship with the Demeter would probably be over. She sighed and tried to push it from her mind.
Munkustrap smiled, reaching up to stroke Bomba's ear and cheek. Even if he lost Quaxo and Demeter as friends (and Heaviside, he hoped not!), he'd still have Bomba.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:16:23 GMT -5
((We played it out over AIM, then I copied/pasted))
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:18:28 GMT -5
(Oh okay, Demeter is not going to be happy, don't even get me started on Quaxo.)
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:19:41 GMT -5
((^___^ I know. Munk knows too.))
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:23:02 GMT -5
(Poor Munk, I don't think he will make it out of Misto's den alive. At the best, Munk will no longer have a tail.)
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:24:10 GMT -5
((Munk's hoping to tell Quaxo in a place where there are witnesses should Quaxo try to kill him))
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:26:03 GMT -5
(I repeat, Munk will no longer have a tail at the best.XD)
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:28:15 GMT -5
((He certainly hopes Bomba doesn't love him for his tail.
Is Selina going to reply to Burelle?))
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:28:58 GMT -5
(Oh I almost forgot.)
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Post by Shannon on Apr 24, 2007 23:32:48 GMT -5
"Tumblebrutus," Rocky repeated. "Nice name. I take it you're good at gymnastics?"
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:35:48 GMT -5
Tumble smiled a little, beginning to relax as he nodded eagerly. "I'm the best gymnast in the tribe," he said proudly, holding his head high. "Dad always said if I wasn't so dead-set on being a guardian like him, I could become famous for acrobatics." His smile grew as he remembered his father's praise.
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:41:31 GMT -5
Selina watched the couple leave. She looked at Burelle. "Lucky me." She mumbled. Now grooming the back of her leg. She made sure to clean behind her ears.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Apr 24, 2007 23:43:50 GMT -5
"Grooming can come in handy," Burelle said as she finished her bath. "If you ever need a moment to think of a response..." She licked one paw, demonstrating how you could take a moment to groom and recollect your thoughts. "It also lets you hide your face coyly." She winked at Selina over her paw before pulling Leathik close and beginning to groom the tiny tom.
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Post by Arya on Apr 24, 2007 23:54:49 GMT -5
"Really." She asked tilting her head to the side. "By the way how is little Pussine?" She asked interested in the kitten well being.
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