About an hour later…

Tugger leaned back in the chair he was sitting in. He set down the binoculars he was holding, “Well Munkustrap, you do know how do please her.” He smiled, “I could do better if she’d only let me try.” Tugger looked back into the bedroom. Munkustrap was still lying under the covers resting. Tugger stood up and took the chair he had brought out inside. If Bombalurina wasn’t there, there was no real point in him being there ether.

He walked into his kitchen. He opened the fridge. He reached for a beer but there was none. “OH you must be fucking kidding me.” Tugger snapped. “I’ll just go buy more.”  He grabbed his black jacket slipped his sneakers on and opened his door.

Bombalurina was out getting a few things, and Munkustrap was tidying up the house. They were going to his mother’s house (more like mansion) and she was getting some things to bring. Munkustrap picked up the phone and dialed his mother’s number.

“Hello?”

“Hi mum, it’s Munkustrap.”

“Oh Munkustrap! I haven’t heard from you in years! You’ve been off working the army.”

“Yes something like that.” The alibi was that the Phoenix members were supposedly working for the U.S army.

“What do you need hun?”

“Mom, I met this queen in the corporation- I MEAN army.”

“I see, and you want to bring her around for me to see her?”

“Well yes, but we’re marrying.”

“What?”

Munkustrap made a little cough.

“Did you just say your marrying her?”

“Uh…Yeah.”

“Oh Munkustrap that’s fabulous! How is your step brother Macavity?”

“Oh… there’s something you should know about him.”

“Yes?”

“There was an accident. He was killed.”

“Oh my…”

“How’s dad?” Munkustrap knew it best to change the subject.

“Oh he’s fine. In fact he’s excellent.”

“That’s good.”

“So you’re bringing the queen around when exactly?”

“When do you want us to come?”

“Oh, today if possible.”

“Today, isn’t that a bit short notice?”

“Oh, the maids will clean up faster then usual, you’ll see.”

“I ment for us.”

“Oh, well do you think you’ll be ready today?”

“Well, I’d have to call you back, because Bombalurina’s out shopping.”

“Bombalurina?”

“Yes, that’s me fiancé’s name.”

“Oh. What a, unique name.”

“Yes, I know.”

“You haven’t had sex yet have you?”

“Excuse me?”

“You know how I feel about sex before marriage.”

“Yes, I know…” Munkustrap rolled his eyes, “Oops…”

“So you’ll call me when she comes around?”

“Yes.”

“Ok, I’ll talk to you later sweetie.”

“Bye mom.”

“Bye!”

Munkustrap hung up the phone. He was a bit worried though. His mom was very stern about relationships. She had even offered to arrange a marriage for him. He shuddered from the thought of marrying some queen he had never even met. “Oh, Bombalurina, you best be on your best behavior.” Munkustrap whispered to himself walking over to put the phone on the charger.

Tugger walked into the beer store towards the stack of beer. As he bent down to pick up a case be bumped heads with a queen, “Oh, sorry miss.” He looked up.

Bombalurina gave him a sexy smile, “Tugger, hey.”

“Oh hi.” He stood up straight. “What’s up with the sexy look?”

“Oh nothing, just in a good mood I guess.” She shrugged picking up a case of beer.

“I wonder why.” Tugger mumbled.

Bombalurina gave him a sassy look, “What’s that suppose to mean?”

“Uh, nothing.” Tugger smiled guiltily picking up a case of beer.

Bombalurina shrugged, “Whatever. Do you have any plans for the weekend?”

“Na, just chilling in my apartment.” He replied. “Watching the game.”

“Oh you have a very interesting life Tugger.” Bombalurina laughed.

“What are you doing that’s so interesting then?”

“I’m going to meet Munkustrap mom, because we’re getting married.” She replied setting her case on the counter.

“You’re getting married?” Tugger lost his breath.

“Yeah, it’s a big jump huh?” She smiled.

“Big jump? You might as well be falling out of an airplane.” Tugger remarked, “Are you sure your ready for marriage?”

Bombalurina nodded, “I love Munkustrap.” She grinned, “And he loves me.”

“Are you sure he loves you?” Tugger was becoming jealous all over again.

“Of course he does, how could you say that?” Bombalurina astonishedly snapped.

“A lot of toms love queens for sex and looks. You’ve got both. Are you sure he loves you for you and not that?” Tugger set his case of beer on the counter to pay for it.

“Well… I’m sure he loves me a bit for sex and looks, but he loves me for me.” Bombalurina smiled, “Not to many toms do that.”

Tugger turned to her, “I just don’t want you getting hurt. If anything happens, you can just call me and talk, ok?” He handed her his phone number.

Bombalurina looked down at the piece of paper in her hand, “Tugger, I never thought you’d be so concerned.” She hugged him, “You’ve really changed, actually you’ve changed a number of times threw this experience.”

Tugger stood immobilized from the hug, “Yeah, I know.”

She kissed him faintly on the cheek placing something in his hand, “I’ll be seeing you around.” She picked up her beer and left the store.

Tugger looked down in his hand. It was a phone number. He looked over at the door, which she had left. He quickly picked up his beer and raced out after her. “Bomba!” He called. She stood up out of her car,

“What?”

“Why did you give me your phone number?”

“Cause you gave me yours.”

“Why did you kiss me then?”

“It was a friendly kiss, I kiss all my friends like that.”

Tugger gave her an interested look, “I see. Even Demeter?”

”Well, yeah Demeter’s my friend, is she not?”

“How good does the kiss get?” He gave her a crocked smile.

“Oh Tugger!” Bombalurina spat playfully, “Your such an idiot.”

“Yeah I know, you’ve told me that like 14 times already since we’ve met.”

“Where’s your car?”

“Oh, I don’t have one, I walk.”

“Why don’t you have a car? With all the money we got from the corporation-”

“I didn’t work for the corporation remember?”

“Oh yeah that’s right. Sorry my bad.”

“Nah, its ok.”

“Want a ride?”

“A ride?”

“In the car I mean.”

“If it’s ok with you.”

“Well, wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t alright with me.”

“Ok.” Tugger sat in the passenger seat of the car. He put his seat belt on.

“I drive pretty fast sometimes, so don’t get scared.”

“Why would I get scared?” Tugger laughed.

“Because I make Munkustrap scared while driving.”

Tugger laughed, “Well, I’m braver then Munkustrap.”

“We’ll see.” Bombalurina reversed out of the parking spot and pressed the gas. She zoomed out of the parking lot and down the road. Tugger gripped the sides of the seats. “Scared yet?”

“No.” Tugger lied. She sped up. Tugger closed his eyes, “Ok, I’m afraid now!”

Bombalurina slowed down, “I told you I drive fast.” She pulled up in front of his apartment building, “Here we are.”

“What, no friendly kiss?” Tugger looked over at her.

She smiled and looked away, “Just get out Tugger.”

“Please!” He pleaded. “Can I kiss you then?”

“No Tugger, just get out.” She laughed.

“Can I kiss your hand like a gentleman?”  He smiled.

“Knock yourself out.” She raised her hand. He took her hand and kissed it, but he didn’t stop he just kissed up her arm. “Tugger!” She snapped pushing him away.

“Oh common.” He laughed leaning towards her.

“Tugger get out of my car!” She laughed as he grabbed her arm again. She undid her seat belt and jumped out of the car, “You are hopeless you know that?”

Tugger stood up, “Well, it was worth it.” He shrugged, “I’ll be seeing you around.” He held his beer in his hand and walked up the path towards the building. She sat back in the car and drove it into the driveway of her house next to the building. She got the beer and walked into the house.

She came into the kitchen to see Munkustrap standing in the kitchen with his arms crossed, “What was that?”

“What was what?” She asked setting the beer on the counter.

“That thing you and Tugger did in the car?” He walked behind her.

“Oh we were just playing Munkus, it wasn’t like we were flirting.” She laughed. When she turned around Munkustrap didn’t look amused.

“I don’t like it when toms kiss you like that.” He frowned, “I especially dislike Tugger.”

“I know, but he’s changed, he’s not a perverted tom any more, well that’s what I think.” She replied, “Munkus, if you think I’m cheating on you, I’m not. I love you way to much.”

Munkustrap smiled, “I’m glad to hear that. Please don’t let Tugger get to you.”

“I won’t.” She hugged him, “Did anyone call for me?”

“No, but I phoned my mom.” He replied, “Do you wanna go there tonight?”

“Isn’t that short notice?”

“Yeah, but I think we can manage. So do you wanna?”

“Of course.”

“Do you know what my mom asked me?”

“What?” Bombalurina walked into the living room.

“She asked if we had sex yet. She is strict about sex before marriage.”  He followed her into the living room.

“Oops.” Bombalurina made a guilty smile, “What did you say to her?”

“I just told her I knew how she felt about it. I didn’t really answer her.” Munkustrap picked up a blanket and put it in a bag to take with them.

“Oh, I see. Well, you being honest all the time I know you’d never lie to her. So it was best not to answer.” Bombalurina walked up the stairs.

“I’m not always honest.” Munkustrap argued.

“Well, to me you are. You need to lie once in a while.” Bombalurina picked up her bag and started putting things in it.

“Have you ever lied to me?” Munkustrap inquired.

“Yeah. Nothing huge though.” She replied, “Like maybe I ate your food, and said I didn’t.”

“We need to finish packing so we can make it there before night fall.” Munkustrap looked through his drawers. Bombalurina nodded.  “Have you told Demeter and Alonzo of our marriage?”

“Oh, no I forgot.” Bombalurina replied.

“Why don’t you phone them?”

“Alright.” Bombalurina picked up the phone and dialed Demeter’s number.

“Hello?” Alonzo’s voice began.

“Hi Alonzo, it’s Bombalurina, is Dem there?”

“Yeah hold on, DEM!”

“Hello?”

“Hi Demi!”

“Hi! What’s up?”

“I needed to call you and tell you something.”

“What is it?”

“Munkustrap and I are getting married!”

“You are! Bomba that’s wonderful!”

“Thanks!”

“When is it?”

“We haven’t decided yet. Tonight we’re going to his mothers so I can meet her.”

“Oh, I see. First impressions are always very important.”

“I know…”

“Your not nervous are you?”

“Kinda.”

“Don’t show fear! Mothers can smell fear.”

“… Thanks…”

“Any time, I have to go. Good luck!”

“Bye sweetie.”

“Bye.”

Bombalurina set down the phone. “Munkustrap.” She called.

“Yes?” Munkustrap walked into the room.

“Is your mom mean?” Bombalurina’s face signaled she was nervous.

“Oh, don’t worry Bombalurina, she’ll love you.” Munkustrap hugged her.

“Thanks Munkus.” Bombalurina was still nervous, even in the arms of Munkustrap she felt nervous. The two packed their 3 bags in the car and sat in the car.

“Ok, we’re off.” Munkustrap put the car in reverse and pulled out of the driveway. They drove down the road and into the city. After a long period of driving through the city, they came to a large open place that seemed like a country area, but without the natural smells and animals. There was a large mansion in the area. Munkustrap parked in the long drive way and popped the trunk. He took two of the 3 bags and Bombalurina took one. They walked up the driveway and Munkustrap opened the front door. They walked into the long hallway of the mansion.  Munkustrap set down his bags, “Wait here ok?” Bombalurina nodded. Munkustrap walked into the living room, “Hi mom.”

“Munkustrap!” His mother stood up to greet him. “Where’s the lucky lady?”

Bombalurina walked into the room wearing a nervous smile, “Hi.” She smiled.

“Bombalurina, this is my mom Jennyanydots, Mom this is Bombalurina.” Munkustrap introduced them.

“OH my, she’s gorgeous.” Jennyanydots walked towards Bombalurina inspecting the queen. Bombalurina was wearing a casual white t-shirt and some dark blue jeans.  The white t-shirt said in red sparkly letters ‘hottie.’ Probably an unwise thing to wear.

“Yes, she’s quite the wonderful queen.” Munkustrap smiled. “Can we stop talking about her like she’s not there now?”

“Oh yes. I’m very glad to meet you.” Jennyanydots shook her hand. “Why don’t you two go to the room I have prepared myself?”

“Ok, common baby.” Munkustrap walked towards Bombalurina. “I’ll be right back, I need to check something, go up and I’ll meet you up there.”

Bombalurina walked up the stairs to the upstairs area. It was like a hallway, but a railing was on the edge so you could see people standing in the front hall from the upstairs. The area was like a balcony, only inside for the upper floor. As Bombalurina walked an orange tom walked out of a room. Bombalurina froze with fright.

He looked at her with a pipe in his hand, “Hello.” He friendly grinned. “You must be Munkustrap’s fiancé.”

“Um… yes.” She smiled back shaking his hand, “And you are?”

“I’m Skimbleshanks, Munkustrap’s father.” He smiled cheerfully.

“Oh, it’s nice to meet you.” Bombalurina let go of his hand.

“I can see Munkustrap found a very beautiful queen.” Skimble started walking with Bombalurina.

As they ate, Bombalurina ate some of the mashed potatoes. As she swallowed, something got caught in her throat. She began choking.

“Oh my god!” Munkustrap cried. Without hesitation, he stood up and began giving the Heimlich maneuver. Bombalurina spat out a large chunk of plastic.

“Hey look at that dinner and a show.” Victor laughed. Bombalurina gave him a deathful look. He looked away somewhat surprised that her glare frightened him.

“Since when is plastic an ingredient in mashed potatoes!” Munkustrap snapped rubbing Bombalurina’s back as she coughed, “Who did this? The cook?”

“I dunno dear, I wouldn’t think so. She’s such a nice queen. What’s not to like about Bombalurina anyways? She’s so perfect.” Jenny sounded like a prick by her comment.  Munkustrap gave his mother an angry look.

“Mother, can I see you in the kitchen now?” Munkustrap scraped his teeth together. Munkustrap walked into the kitchen with Jenny close behind. Skimble went over to Bombalurina,

“Are you ok dear?”

“Yes, I think so. What’s a piece of plastic doing in my meal?” She grunted, “Someone obviously wants me out of the way.”

Skimble laughed, “You and Munkus have been in the Army to long. Thinking people are out to get you. Kids these days.” He sat back in his seat still laughing to himself. Bombalurina had a sour feeling in her gut.

Munkustrap glared at his mother, “You did this, I know you did!”

“Why would you think that honey?” Jenny made an innocent smile.

“You’re a crazy old bat, that’s why!”

“Ok, I’ll be completely honest with you love.” Her voice changed from corny fake, to serious. “Someone, not saying who, told me she worked for a secret agency and was out to kill you.”

“What!” Munkustrap laughed, “Who told you that?”

“I told you I’m not to sat who.” Jenny replied.

“Mom, she’s not part of a secret agency. I know that for a 100% fact.”

“How would you know? You met her in the fucken army! She’s probably crazy for all you know!”

“I didn’t meet her in the army!” Munkustrap blurted out, “Oh shit…” He though to himself.

“Where did you meet her then?”

“Um…. Ok I just made that up, I did meet her in the army.” Munkustrap covered up.

“Like I said, she could be crazy for all you know.” Jenny crossed her arms.

“Who told you this mom?” Munkus demanded, “If you don’t say, you could be in a lot of danger.”

“Calm yourself boy, there’s no need to fret, just forget I said anything.” Jenny smiled, “Now go finish your dinner before it freezes.”

“I’m not hungry.” He emotionlessly replied, “Who told you this?”

“Get out!” Jenny demanded.

Munkustrap scowled at her then left. He walked back over to Bombalurina, “Common.” He pulled her up. He dragged her up the stairs.

“What’s going on?” She snapped as he pulled her. “Munkus, I demand an answer!” He pulled her into their room and shut the door.

“My mom said something to me in the kitchen, she said someone told her that you are working for a secret agency and are out to kill me.”

Bombalurina busted out laughing, “Don’t fuck with me Munkustrap! That’s ridiculous!”

He gave her a serious look, “I’m not kidding. Someone knows we’re alive and it’s not good. My moms going to start getting suspicious. More suspicious then usual.” 

“Oh my god, you’re not kidding.” Bombalurina frowned. “Look Munkus, I’m sure its just some prank, some childish joke someone’s pulling and they got the best of your mother. You told me how serious your mom takes things. They probably knew she was like that and took advantage of that.”

Munkustrap was pacing back and fourth, “What if its not just a prank? What if we’re really fucked? What if you and I are putting everyone around us in danger!”

“Calm yourself!” Bombalurina smiled, “Its ok Munkus. No ones out to get us, I guess your years of service to the army is getting at you now.” Bombalurina grinned.

“Service to the army? Your getting confused again aren’t you?” Munkustrap laughed.

“No, the army, remember?” Bombalurina’s eyes shifted to the door signaling someone was there.

“Ah, yes, sorry I misunderstood you.” Munkustrap laughed, “The army, right.”

Victor walked into the room without knocking, “What’s up peeps!” He greeted.

“I’m going to change.” Bombalurina walked into the bathroom.

“Feel free to change right here if you want.” Victor offered. Bombalurina rolled her eyes and closed the bathroom door.

“How long have you been eavesdropping?” Munkustrap hissed.

“Only long enough to hear you talking about how the army is getting to your head or something. I dunno, I can’t remember.” He snapped.

Munkustrap could tell by his frustration in the question that he hadn’t heard much. “Pal, look it’s late. You should be heading home.”

“Oh, I’m chilling here. The room next to you. Your mom said I could.” He smiled, “You and Bombalurina planning on doing anything?”

“No. We had a little argument so the chances are minimal, but you never know. Maybe.” Bombalurina came out of the bathroom in her silky light blue nightgown. She flopped onto the bed. “That’s her sign she wants you out so she can sleep.”

“How do you know?”

“Believe me, I know.”

“Whatever, later Munkus.” Victor left the room closing the door.

Munkustrap rolled over beside Bombalurina, “So?”

“What?”

“Can we?”

“No Munkus, I’m tired as hell, that diner nearly killed me.”

“Common, just a few minutes?”

“Didn’t you get enough action at dinner? I did.”

“Not nearly enough.” He kissed her cheek.

“Go away Munkus! Your charm can’t help you now.”

“Oh fine.” Munkustrap pouted.

“Just wait till tomorrow when I’m rested, you won’t even be able to walk straight.” Bombalurina purred tickling his chin.

“I like being straight thanks.” Munkustrap gave her a funny look.

Bombalurina laughed, “Go to sleep!”

In the morning…

Munkustrap stretched out his aching muscles. Dinner had been quite frantic. He yawned and looked over to what he thought would be Bombalurina, but instead there was only pillows and blankets. He sat up and looked around. “Baby?” No reply.  He stood up and pulled his jeans on. “Baby where are you?” He approached the bathroom door. He opened it to see Bombalurina in the bathtub.

She screamed in terror. “Munkus!” She hissed, “You scared the shit out of me!”

“Sorry Bomby.” He scratched the back of his head, “I didn’t know where you were.”

“I guess you do now.” She stood up and grabbed a towel, “What’s the plans for today then?”

“I actually think it would be best for us to go home today.”

Bombalurina looked shocked, “Why? I thought you wanted me to meet your family?”

“Something’s wrong I can feel it.” He set his hands on her shoulders.

“Are you still worried about last night?”

Munkustrap sighed, “Yeah…”

“Hun, don’t be! There’s nothing to worry about!” She smiled.

Munkustrap exhaled, “Yeah…Your right. I’d still like to go home though so I can relax.”

Bombalurina nodded, “Ok.” She went into the bathroom and grabbed all of their things and packed them away in their bags. Munkustrap packed away all their cloths. As they were walking down the stairs to put their things in the car, Jenny met them at the bottom of the stairs.

“Where are the two love birds off to?” She smiled, even though deep down she was stabbing Bombalurina with knives.

“We’re heading home now mum.” Munkustrap forced a smile.

“Oh, why? Things were just getting started around here.” Jenny smiled again. That remark made Bombalurina quiver.

“We just need to go home and relax.”

“Alright, I’ll walk you both to the car I suppose.” Jenny sighed. They all made their way outside to the car. “It was very nice meeting you Bombalurina.” Jenny shook Bombalurina’s hand.

“You too.”

Victor ran outside, “Munkus! Hey wait up man!” Victor ran up to the car.

“What is it?” Munkustrap looked over Bombalurina through the window.

“Man, I need a place to crash, can I chill at your place?” Victor smiled desperately.

Munkustrap sighed, “What happened to your apartment?”

“Yeah, did you know there are people who will come to you’re house if you don’t pay your rent?” Victor wasn’t even using sarcasm.

“Get in.” Munkustrap growled.

“Hey, don’t I have any say in this?” Bombalurina snapped.

“Look, its just temporary. He’ll leave in at the max a week” Munkustrap stroked her cheek.

“Whatever, just remember your not getting any tonight.” Bombalurina looked away quite irritated. Munkustrap looked back at Victor in the back seat and gave him a deadly glare,

“You owe me big!”

Victor smiled.

Back at the house…

Bombalurina immediately went up stairs and into her room to unpack and relax. Munkustrap and Victor made their way slowly. “Look Victor, I just gave up sex, so you awe me! This isn’t permanent.”

“I know man, I’ll be outta here by the end of the week.” Victor replied.

“I’m going upstairs to relax with her, now don’t go upstairs, stay in the basement. Theirs a couch, coffee table, TV, mini fridge and pool table. That should occupy you.” Munkustrap pointed to a door near the kitchen.

“Ok, go enjoy yourself. I’m sure she’s pretty wild.” Victor smiled and gave him a punch in the shoulder, before heading to the basement.

Munkustrap went upstairs to the bedroom, “Baby?” She was unpacking her things and putting her cloths into the dresser.

“Yeah Munkus?”

“I just wanted to apologize, for making that decision without your say in it.” He walked slowly towards her. “It was rude of me.”

She stood up and looked him in the face, “I know what you want. I always know what you want. I’m sticking to what I said. No sex.” She turned back to her dresser.

Munkustrap made a frown, “No sex? Damn...” he thought. “You don’t really think I’m apologizing for sex do you?” He lied.

She picked up her bag and walked into the master bathroom, “No, you apologized so you could have a shot at sex tonight.”

“Common, how can you be so biased?” Munkustrap inquired, “I just don’t want you to be mad at me.”

She unpacked the bathroom things onto the counter of the sink, “Alright Munkus. I believe you. Happy?”

“No, because I know you’re just saying that to blow me off.” He snapped.

“Blowing you?” She looked over at him, “That came out wrong.”

He made a tomish smile, “Well, as I see it…”

“Munkus!” She hissed playfully running past him, lunging into the bed. “Ahh feels nice to be back at home.”

Munkustrap jumped on the bed beside her, “Yep. I’m never taking you back to my mom’s house. Ever!” Munkus sighed placing his hands behind his head.

“Why not?” Bombalurina turned her head to him.

“She hates you! Despises you! Tried to kill you!” Munkustrap snapped.

“I know that, but she was just nervous I would screw your life up. Remember Munkus, this is the queen that said I’m out to kill you.” She rolled over so she wouldn’t have to face him.

“No matter what my bitch of a mother says, I’ll always love you. You know that right?” Munkustrap wrapped an arm around her.

“Yeah, I know.”

Victor was snooping around the basement. He found a few beers in the mini fridge. Luckily only two so he couldn’t get himself drunk, “Well that sucks.” He glared. He shut the mini fridge and flopped onto the couch. He flicked on the TV with the remote and watched part of the news.

“-Recent videos have shown that there are some form of secret agency going around killing what is thought to be, international criminals. Some have been found innocent. This next video was sent in by an anonymous individual.” The video played. It was of 2 different calicos, dressed in leather body suits, running out of a café with machine guns. “There was also someone who claims to have seen a red queen running from the café from behind. No one knows who these cats are, or whom they work for-”  The reporter continued on. Victor scratched his head, “Secret agency huh? More like x men.” He stood up and walked up the basement stairs.

Munkustrap and Bombalurina were now sitting up on the bed talking, “But anyways, Dem and Alonzo seem happy together so I think it’s a good thing.” Bombalurina smiled.

“Yeah, after that incident I’m surprised we came out alive.” Munkustrap smiled.

“Yeah it was a pretty close call.” Bombalurina leaned her head against Munkustrap’s shoulder. She could feel him making his hand up her back, “Munkus come on.” She looked over at him. He pushed her onto her back roughly.

“I just wanted a kiss.” He purred hovering over her.

“Yeah, and then you’ll wanna touch and that would lead to sex so...” She slid out from underneath him. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back underneath him.

“Nah, of course not.” He kissed her neck.

“Munkus, get off.” She giggled. He just kept kissing her. He felt her fingers tickling his back.

“Oh now you feel playful huh?” He smiled. He kissed her lips and her head fell onto the pillows. She put one leg up and kinda around him. “I thought you said no sex?”

“This isn’t sex.” She replied, “We still have our cloths on don’t we?”

“I can fix that.” He laughed. He stood up and ripped off his shirt and jumped back onto her, “See? No shirt. Now you.”

“No, I’m good.” She kissed him again.

“No, No I took mine off, now you take yours off.” He laughed. She sat up and pulled her t-shirt off.

“Happy now?” She asked.

“I didn’t know you had a black bra.” He looked at her puzzled, “is it new?”

“You’re an idiot.” She pulled him down again. After a long intimate kiss Munkustrap moved to her neck, Bombalurina purred loudly then opened her eyes in pleasure. Then, that pleasure stopped when she saw Victor standing in the doorway gamming popcorn into his mouth.

Bombalurina let out a small, “AHH!” and pushed Munkustrap off.

“Oh no, its ok, pretend I’m not here.” Victor gammed more popcorn into his face.

“Victor!” Munkustrap yelled, “What the fuck!” He stood up angrily.

“I came to ask you something and you guys were so into it I just waited hoping you guys would stop. She moans really quiet. I never would have noticed unless I came upstairs.” He took more popcorn.

“Dammnit Victor!” Munkustrap slapped the popcorn out of his hands, “You’re driving me up the fucking wall!”

“Don’t worry about it Munkus.” Bombalurina tried to sound calm. She walked by Victor still in her bra. Victor watched her intently.

Munkustrap punched Victor in the shoulder, “You fucking moron!”

“I’m sorry man.”

“No your not! Just stay away from her. Got it?” Munkustrap hissed pointing a finger at Victor.

“Got it.”

Tugger was sitting on his couch, staring at the small card that an unknown cat, had dropped off at his apartment days ago. He still hadn’t made up his mind weather to tell the others. He didn’t want them to be worried, or to do something stupid. He stood up and decided, “I’ll tell Demeter and Alonzo.”

He walked up to the third floor and went to the couple’s door. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Soft footsteps approached the door. Demeter opened it,

“Tugger? What are you doing-”

“I gotta talk to you. Now.” Tugger pushed her back into the apartment and shut the door behind them.

“Tugger, what’s this about?” She sounded startled by his actions.

He looked around kinda nervous, thinking someone was listening in to all of this. “A few days ago… I got this letter.” He replied not even looking at her, his eyes still darting around the room.

“What kind of letter?” Demeter curiously asked.

“I don’t know how to explain it.” He muttered. He handed her the note.

“Tugger…” She gasped as she red it, “You got this recently?”

Tugger nodded, “That’s why it’s making me wonder, is there something we missed?”

Demeter just stared at the note. Alonzo walked into the living room from the bathroom, “What the- Tugger what are you going here?”

Demeter rushed over to him, “Read this.”

“Holy shit! Are you fucking kidding me!” Alonzo cursed.

“Don’t tell Munkustrap and Bombalurina though.” Tugger added.

“Why?” Alonzo inquired, “There gonna wanna know this too. Their just as much a part of this as-”

“I don’t want them to worry. They already have enough going on, with there wedding and all.” Tugger looked at Demeter, “You have to keep this on the low. Ok?”

Demeter nodded.

“I dunno bro.” Alonzo scratched the back of his head handing Tugger back the note, “I think its wrong not to tell them.”

Demeter touched his arm, “This doesn’t seem like a huge problem. It’s just a friendly note to Tugger, well, it didn’t seem threatening.”

“Yeah, I mean I got a check from them.” Tugger added.

“A check? How much?” Alonzo asked.

“1.5 mill.” He replied, “It seems like a lot doesn’t it?”

“1.5 million! Tugger, that makes it more serious!” Demeter snapped.

“Why?”

“You usually don’t get 1.5 million dollars from people. It just isn’t… common.” Alonzo fretted.

“The part that bothers me the most is where it says ‘we hope to see you soon’ like, what is that suppose to mean?” Tugger asked.

“Tugger don’t be off your guard, even if you’re in your apartment. Watch out for anything.” Demeter frowned, “We won’t tell the others.”

Tugger nodded and showed himself out.

Munkustrap sat up in bed reading a magazine, while Bombalurina lay limp beside him. He flipped the page of the magazine and Bombalurina’s eyes opened. “Wow, light sleeper?”

Bombalurina sat up and looked at him, “I have a bad feeling Munkus.”

Munkustrap smiled, “Aw, don’t worry babe. Everything’s fine.” He hugged her.

“I hope your right Munkus…” She had fear showing in her face, as he embraced her.

Tugger locked the door to his apartment. He turned and looked around. “Always be on your guard, even if you’re in your apartment.” Those words would haunt him forever, unless he settled it. What was he going to do though? How was he going to do anything? He went and sat on his couch. He pondered for several minutes about those questions, as more came into play. Then ideas came to, and plans. It would be hard, but sometimes you have to take risks. Sometimes…

In the morning…

Munkustrap rolled out of bed and lazily made his way down the stairs. He went outside and stretched as he looked at the sun. He walked over and picked up the paper. He turned and went back into the house. He tossed the paper into the table and literally fell onto the couch and passed out again. Your typical morning.

Bombalurina rolled over on the bed, beginning to wake up. She sat up and looked at the window. Small beams of light showed through the curtains. The alarm clock started blaring. She jumped so high she toppled off the bed. She angrily smashed her fist down on the alarm clock. She stood up and made her way towards the stairs. She looked over into the living room, and saw Munkustrap’s feet hanging over the couch arm. She rubbed her eyes and walked over to him. She tapped his shoulder, not really expecting a response. She kissed his check and softly said, “Common Munkustrap, wake up. You have work.”

He grunted, “Work… Go away. Lemme sleep.”

Bombalurina stood up straight, “Your gonna be late, and then your gonna get fired. So its you who’s gonna be screwed.”

Munkustrap grumbled at her, “Lemme sleep for god sakes.”

Bombalurina walked into the kitchen and placed a pan on the stove. She then got some bacon out of the fridge and tossed it into the pan. It sizzled and made an appetizing smell float through the air. Munkustrap opened his eyes and looked up.

“Bacon?” He looked up through the open window going through the living room viewing into the kitchen.

“I knew that would make you get up.” Bombalurina smiled, “Now common, your gonna be late.”

Munkustrap sat up and yawned. He scratched his shoulder and walked into the kitchen, “Why don’t you get a job too?”

“Cause,” Bombalurina moved the bacon about in the pan, “I haven’t found one that suited me.”

“Why does being a teacher suit me?” Munkustrap inquired.

“I dunno.” She shrugged, “Maybe you are a slight bit smart.” She looked over at him with a grin.

“Yeah, I’m going for a shower.” Munkustrap walked up the stairs, “I’ll be back.” Bombalurina smiled to herself and continued cooking.

10 minutes later…

Munkustrap came back downstairs in business cloths. He adjusted his tie and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed some bacon out of the dish Bombalurina had set put for him and walked for the door grabbing the car keys.

“Your gonna eat and run are you?” She asked standing at the door.

“I’m late, I gotta go baby.” He grabbed his jacket from off the hook.

“Alright. Have a good day.” She kissed him on the cheek.

“I’ll see you after work.” He then left the house and drove to the high school.

Bombalurina slowly walked into the living room and flopped onto the couch. Another day of nothing; her favourite thing to do. It was better then dealing with social workers and employees. She started to daze off, before thinking about the Tugger. She opened her eyes after a long thought about him, “What am I doing!” she thought, “Why am I thinking about him? Do I… love him or something?” She sat up shaking the thought from her mind, “No! Of course not! I’m marrying Munkustrap! Stupid Tugger!” She held her hands on her head. “Stupid Tugger!” She snapped out loud to herself. She lay back down and calmed herself down. “I ‘m going to have a nervous break down!” She laughed to herself in her head. She looked over beside the lazy boy. Munkustrap’s brief case was sitting beside it. “I told Munkustrap to put it near the door so he wouldn’t forget it!” she grumbled. “I guess I’ll have to take it to him.” She grabbed the brief case, and her car keys and headed for the door.

At the high school….

Munkustrap put the papers he made done neatly in a pile waiting for the bell to ring. Students came in slowly, one by one. Any students late would be given detention. He sat back in his chair watching the students walk in. The bell rang. It sounded so irritating, Munkustrap was surprised he wasn’t going mad. He stood up and shut the door.

“Alright, I’ll take the attendance.” He picked up a book. After that he sent a student down to the office to give the secretary the attendance book. “Alright, I’ll be handing back your tests now.” The class whispered to one another. The usual things students would say to one another after hearing, “Test back.”

“ I so failed that test.” Or “I think I passed!” Ether way, it didn’t matter.

 Munkustrap looked around for his brief case, “Oh shit. I must have left it at home.” He mumbled to himself, “Sorry class, I’ve left them at home. So instead, lets talk about things that are happening now, that we think could lead to history.”

A student raised her hand, “I heard you were getting married. Are any of use invited?”

“Um… I don’t think so.” Munkustrap laughed, “Anyways back on topic.”

“What’s her name?” One student asked.

“Or his name.” Another remarked. The class started laughing.

“HER name is Bombalurina, but like I said, back on topic.”

“So, do you mean like, big things happening right now and stuff like that?”

“Yeah, stuff similar to that.” He replied. Someone knocked on the door. “Um, could someone get that?” He asked as he sat down at his desk.  A tom stood up and opened the door.

Bombalurina walked in and exclaimed, “Oh my god you won’t believe how many classes I went to trying to find you!”

“Bomba? What are you doing here?” Munkustrap looked surprised.

“You forgot your brief case after I told you to put it by the door like 5 times last night!” She snapped placing the brief case on the desk.

“Oh yeah. I forgot about that.” He smiled embarrassed, “Um, class this is my fiancé Bombalurina.” A few students said hi but it was oddly quiet.

“Ya’ll look like you’ve seem ghosts.” Bombalurina laughed.

“We were just starting a lesson, but since you’ve kindly brought the tests, I’ll hand those out.” Munkustrap opened the case and took out some papers. After 5 minutes of handing them out and students discussing their scores, they went back to their original topic. “Babe, are you staying or leaving?”

“I’ll stay, just to keep an eye on you.” She grinned playfully.

“Yeah, ok. Does anyone have anything?”

“How about that murder that happened from two teens in an argument over a t-shirt.” A tom said.

“I don’t think that would make history.” Munkustrap sounded shocked by such an answer.

“How about that thing about that Phoenix group?” A queen shouted out.

Bombalurina looked at her in shock, “Phoenix? What about it?”

“There was footage about it on the news the other day. Did anyone else see it?” The queen asked. A few other students replied.

Bombalurina looked sick. She didn’t want it to be like this; she wanted it to be over, forever. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number.

“Bomba who are you calling?” Munkustrap asked, “Cell phones aren’t permitted here.”

“Yeah well I’m not a student.” She hissed. She then went back to her cell phone, “Dem look we have to talk, come over to my place. Why? Just do it Dem! What? Work? Pfft! Just come over.”

Munkustrap looked confused, “Why are you calling Demeter?”

“Shut up!” She hissed, “OH no not you Demeter.” Munkustrap went quiet. “Dem fake sick! Stick your finger down your throat! How do I know that works… erm… I watch a lot of television. No I do not do that! Shesh, do we really need to discus this now! OK, see you in five! Bye sweety!” She hung up the phone. “Sorry about that Munkustrap, I didn’t mean to snap at you.” She kissed him; “I gotta go, see you at home.” She rushed out the door.

“She seems nice.” A queen remarked.

“She doesn’t always seem so paranoid.” Munkustrap made a sheepish face, “She’s usually nicer. But anyways, back to our topic- actually we’re gonna change the topic.”

“But what about the Phoenix thing? We were getting into that.” The queen who first brought that up stated.

“As long as we’re in this class we’re not going to speak of it.” Munkustrap firmly announced.

Bombalurina rushed home. She was going way over the speed limit. She went through six red lights (her own record). She was steadily driving and then saw a police car behind her. The sirens started flashing, “Fuck!” She hissed. She pulled over and took out her license. She unzipped her sweatshirt a bit (She wasn’t wearing anything under it). She could talk her way out of this, as long as it as a tom, or else she’d need a miracle. She looked in her side view mirror. A queen approached the car. She hit her head off the steering wheel. “I’m fucked…” She sighed. She sat back up straight. The queen looked into the window,

“License and registration.” She ordered. Bombalurina handed her the papers. The officer stared down her shirt. Bombalurina made a very shocked look and zipped her sweater up quickly. “You were doing 180 back there lady.”

“I was!” Bombalurina smiled, “Wow that’s record.”

“You find this amusing, ma’am?” The officer looked serious.

“No sir- ma’am.” Bombalurina replied.

“Are you intoxicated?”

“Uh, no. I’m not into drugs or alcohol. Well, ok, I did have an alcohol problem, but my friend doesn’t let me get my hands on beer unsupervised. I go nuts. You should see our party’s oh, there fun.”

“Step out of the vehicle please.”

“Oh shit… That was smart Bombalurina…” The police office checked Bombalurina for drugs or weapons. Bombalurina couldn’t help notice that while she interrogated her, she seemed to go slow and feel her in very strange areas. Bombalurina made faces by this, “I’m sooooo not into that…” She thought to herself.

The officer took a step back, “Please step back into the vehicle.” Bombalurina sat back down. The officer wrote down the information on Bombalurina’s information (address, phone number ect) and handed her back the papers. “I’ll let you out with a warning.”

“A warning? I was going three times the limit, and your letting me go with a warning?” Bombalurina snapped. “Why did you write down my information then?”

“To keep it on record, now please drive ma’am.” The office ordered.

Bombalurina made a sassy look and drove away, “That was so awkward.” When Bombalurina drove up the driveway, Demeter walked up to the car.

“Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for 20 minutes!”

“Sorry Dem, I got stopped by a lesbian cop.” Bombalurina grunted and walked by her.

“A lesbian cop? How do you know that?” Demeter didn’t sound like she wanted to know.

“Never mind that, come inside.” Bombalurina opened the door for her. “Dem, someone found out about Phoenix. Even students know now. Have you heard anything?”

“About phoenix? Na. Its all over.” Demeter smiled.

Bombalurina stared at Demeter for a moment, “You’re lying.”

“What makes you think that?” Demeter laughed.

“Your acting nervous that’s how. What did you hear?”

“Nothing, god Bomby, your getting paranoid again.” Demeter sighed.

“You’re the one who’s famous for being paranoid and your calling me paranoid?”

“Look the point is I haven’t heard anything. I swear. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Alright, I guess I’m forced to have to believe you.” She sighed.

“Now lets drink lots of water and take our pills.” Demeter took Bombalurina arm.

“I don’t take pills.” Bombalurina scowled.

“Well its time we started taking some.” Demeter escorted Bombalurina into the kitchen.

AT 5 o’clock…

Munkustrap walked through the door, and kicked his shoes off. He threw his case onto the floor and walked up the stairs. He went into the bathroom and took a shower. When he came back out, he saw Bombalurina lying on the bed passed out in her favourite nightgown. He walked over with a towel around his shoulders and kissed her cheek.

“Hi, Munkus.” Bombalurina mumbled.

Munkustrap jumped. “Oh my god you scared Me.” he laughed.

“Yeah, I can be pretty scary.” She stretched out, “How was your day? Do you students think I’m nuts?”

“A few of them think you seem paranoid but that’s nothing to worry about.” He walked over to the dresser and pulled out some boxers.

“Demeter thinks I’m paranoid.” Bombalurina frowned, “OH, by the way, I got pulled over by the cops.”

“Aw, again!” Munkustrap sighed, “You’ve been getting way to many speeding tickets.”

“I was going 180 and was sent off with a warning.” Bombalurina crawled over the corner of the bed sounding pissed off.

“You sound like that’s a bad thing.” Munkustrap chuckled.

“The cop was a lesbian Munkustrap. She practically molested me!” She hissed.

Munkustrap looked over his shoulder at her, “A lesbian?”

Bombalurina nodded, “A lesbian.”

“Well, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being gay or a lesbian, but did you tell her you were married?” Munkustrap replied.

“Munkustrap! What does that matter! I’m not a lesbian! She molested me! I demand justice.”

“OH, I’m sorry.” He picked up the phone and pretended to dial 911, “Yeah hello 911? My wife was pulled over by a lesbian cop and demands justice, could you send some over?”

Bombalurina slapped Munkustrap’s arm, “This is serious! Had it been a tom that molested me you’d be freaking.”

“Alright, I’ll phone the police department ok?” Munkustrap sighed.

“Alright, thanks Munkustrap.” She kissed him on the cheek before lying back down.

“The things I do for you.”.

In the morning…

The radio went off and began playing ‘breakaway’ by Kelly Clarkson. Munkustrap slammed down on the alarm clock with a quiet grunt. He exhaled and let his arm go limp over the side of the bed. Bombalurina rolled over somewhat over Munkustrap’s back, “You have to get up.”

“Why? It’s Saturday.” Munkustrap mumbled.

“Yeah, but you have to make the wedding invitations.”

“Me? We both have to, and it can wait.”

Bombalurina sat up and yawned, “I’m going for a shower.” And with that, she walked slowly to the bathroom. Munkustrap too sat up. He stood to his feet and headed for the stairs. He padded down the stairs and opened the fridge. He grabbed a pop and went to the basement. While down there he saw Victor sitting on the couch drinking a beer. He looked over at Munkustrap,

“Morning bro.”

“Why are you up so early?”

“I dunno, couldn’t sleep?”

“No, Bombalurina made me get up.” Munkustrap sighed flopping on the couch beside Victor.

“That sucks. That’s why I avoid moving in with queens.” Victor laughed.

“But then again, no queen would ever want to move in with you.” Munkustrap grinned.

“Can you believe this?” Victor let out a slight laugh acknowledging the TV, “A secret agency is said to be going around.”

“Was going around.” Munkustrap sighed to himself.

“What was that?” Victor asked looking at him.

“Nothing.”

“Do you really think that’s going on? I think it’s some X men wanna-be’s.” Victor laughed, “A bunch of bull shit.”

“Can’t you believe in anything that couldn’t really be true?” Munkustrap snapped.

“What?”

“Like aliens. There’s no proof they don’t exist, and no proof they do. It’s a fifty-fifty chance.”

Victor shook his head, “Army bit has been really getting to you. You need a beer.” Victor passed him a bottle. Munkustrap pushed it away. “Where were you really?” Victor asked setting the bottle back down.

“What do you mean where was I really?” Munkustrap looked curious.

“I don’t think you really were in the army all these years. Where were you?” Victor looked serious.

“How can you make snap judgments like that? You can’t just assume I wasn’t.” Munkustrap hissed.

“I’m sorry for asking a simple question.” Victor sounded insulted, “Your making such a huge thing out of such a small question. What’s up with you lately?”

Munkustrap looked down at the floor, “I dunno.”

Bombalurina opened the bathroom door and steam rushed out from the shower she had just had. She sat on the bed wrapper in a towel. She sat there for a moment before picking up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Dem, I’m making the wedding invites now. Wanna come help?”

“Sorry Bomby, I can’t. Alonzo and I are going out of town for the day.”

“Where are you going?”

“We’re going to the lake today. Alonzo and I need to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city for a couple hours.” Demeter laughed.

“Oh, alright. Bye.” Bombalurina sounded a bit depressed.

“Is something wrong?” But by then she had hung up.

Bombalurina put some cloths on and went to the kitchen. She got some paper and a few pens and sat at the table writing down names of the people she wanted coming. She stopped a few moments after unable to think of more names. “Why isn’t Munkustrap helping me?” She thought. She went to the basement and saw that Victor and Munkustrap were deep in conversation.

“Hi baby.” Munkustrap smiled.

Bombalurina just stood on the stairs watching them.

“What’s wrong?” Munkustrap asked.

She shook her head, “Nothing. Could you come help me?”

“Sure.” He stood up coming towards the stairs. Bombalurina went and sat at the table again waiting for him to sit as well, “Ok, what is it you need.”

“I started the invitation list. I needed you to help me out. I need to know who you want coming.”

“Well, my family-”

“I already have that you silly twat.” She smiled.

“Well, who else then…” He sat thinking, “Honestly, I can’t think of anyone else to invite.”

“Nether can I.”

“Are you inviting your parents?” Munkustrap asked.

“My dads dead and my mothers a hooker.” Bombalurina replied.

Munkustrap looked speechless, “Right, I suppose not then.”

“My mothers not as bad as you might think, I mean… she did love me. She raised me. When I was 17 I went off on my own.” Bombalurina replied, “So maybe I will invite her.”

Munkustrap nodded, “Alright, that’s fine by me.”

“Good.” Bombalurina wrote down her mother’s name, “Anyone else you can think of?” The two went on for a few hours writing down names and deciding.

Victor sat on the couch in the basement still lazily watching TV. Another report came on:

“-Recent reports have told us that files were found about mutating cells. The cells continue to divide even after death, basically reanimating bodies. A real zombie story going here.” The reporter laughed, “Police do not have an idea where these came from, or who it came from. This is thought to be nothing but a sick joke. Whomever has pulled this together is ether genius, or asking to be arrested.”

Victor made a curious look, “Another report? Is this that serious?”

2 weeks later…

Tugger was walking through the park being downright bored. He had nothing better to do. He looked angry as he walked but really he was alert. He was still concerned about the note he had gotten. Was he being watch even right now? Was he a target? He stopped walking. All this was too much. He didn’t want to have to deal with it, not again anyways.

He sat on the bench and watched some kids play in the sand. There were two worlds: the common world, and the real world. The common world was nice. No one had to fear anything besides the regular murder. The real world was the one phoenix faced everyday. Hundreds of deaths to enemy’s and allies. Then a question struck him; “How could they live with themselves? Killing so many other people?” then he remembered that he probably had done worse. Then he remembered plan 67. What had happened to that? Had they stopped it? “They couldn’t have…” He muttered, “There were so many locations that they found information.” He shook the thought away, “I can’t live like this! Its over, there’s nothing more we could have done. There’s nothing left. The note was nothing more then a prank!”

Bombalurina and Munkustrap had sent out invitations and made preparations. They were marrying on the beach and then going back to dance hall for food and dancing. Steak and lobster dinner was what they chose for food. Lobster Bombalurina’s favourite and Steak Munkustrap’s favourite. The hall was in a fancy hotel, and the honeymoon was to be in the honeymoon sweet of the hotel. They were now done preparing and could now just… relax.

Bombalurina was sprawled out on the couch relaxing.  Munkustrap came in to sit and asked, “Could you move over?” She lifted her legs so he could sit and her legs would rest on his lap. Munkustrap sat down and turned on the TV.

“-The police have refused more investigation on the so called ‘Phoenix incident’ because of little evidence of it all together.”

“See? It is over. They have no real evidence besides Teazer and Jerrie jumping out the window of the café.” Munkustrap pointed out. He looked over at her. Tears trickled down her cheek, “What? What is it?”

“I miss Teazer.” She replied softly, “ And Jerrie.”

Munkustrap frowned, “Me too.”

4 months later…

It was July, the month of the wedding. In fact, the wedding was tomorrow. Bombalurina was somewhat nervous. What if someone messed something up? Munkustrap tried to calm her down ever few minutes. They had to pack to go to the hotel. All the guests were going to the hotel to stay there, since the beach was just a few minutes away from it. Demeter and Alonzo were going at the same time Bombalurina and Munkustrap did.

The phone started ringing and Munkustrap answered it, “Hello?”

“Hey Munkus, its lonzo.”

“Hey.”

“Demeter wanted me to call and see if you guys were ready?”

“Just about, we just gotta get our stuff in the car.”

“Same. So, we’ll so you in 5 min?”

“Maybe sooner, considering you live right next door pretty much.”

“Right,” Alonzo laughed, “We’ll see you then.”

“Bye.”

“See ya.”

“Bomby, we gotta go.” Munkustrap called up the stairs.

Bombalurina came down, “ I’m ready soon to be husband.”

“OH, I got a chill!” Munkustrap laughed, “I’m not used to that.”

“Well you better get used to it.” Bombalurina kissed him, “Victor’s coming with us right?”

“Yeah. He’ll stay quiet.” Munkustrap made a soft smile, “Well, he better…”

Victor rushed up the basement stairs with a knapsack, “Alright, lets boogie on outta here!” He rushed out the door. Bombalurina gave Munkustrap a charming look then they too went to the car.

After a period of driving, Victor pulled out his ipod and started listening to it. After awhile, he started throwing his head back and fourth and humming it to the couple’s annoyance. Bombalurina finally yanked the headphones out of his ears and snapped,

“I could throw you out right here ya’know.”

“I know, what’s your point?” He gave her an annoyed glare.

“Her point is your being annoying so stop being so loud,” Munkustrap budded in, “Or I’ll throw you out myself.”

“OK, ok.” Victor put his music away and prepared for a very boring trip. They soon came to a rest stop. Munkustrap stood up and stretched his muscles. Bombalurina was passed out and Victor was too lazy to get out.

“Alright Victor, I’m going inside to take a piss, you need anything?” Munkustrap inquired.

“Nope, I’m fine man.”

“Watch Bombalurina, make sure she doesn’t go anywhere.”

Victor looked at the sleeping Bombalurina, “Oh yes, she won’t go anywhere with me here.” He replied softly sounding very surprised by Munkustrap. How was she going to go anywhere?

Munkustrap came out of the large building walking towards the car. He rushed back and sat in the drivers seat. Bombalurina stirred in her sleep and she opened her eyes and faced him. He jumped when she faced him.

“What?” Bombalurina asked. It said ‘Spank Me’ on her forehead in marker.

“VICTOR!” Munkustrap yelled turning around to face him.

“I’m sorry but it was so tempting! I was just having a little fun.” Victor made a cheeky smile. Munkustrap growled at him. Bombalurina pulled out a small compact mirror and screamed. She jumped out of the car with a water bottle and started scrubbing at her forehead.

“Victor…” Munkustrap growled with flames in his eyes, “You’ve really out done yourself this time.”

“Hey, she looks like the type of queen that would have that on her forehead right? She might as well have it tattooed there.” Victor shrugged, “Ah well, I thought it was funny.”

Bombalurina sat back in the car, “Your lucky that came off.” She growled.

“Yes I am, you might go crazy on me.”

“I am not crazy!” She snapped.

“Whatever you say toots.” Victor winked at her.

She growled at him angrily.

“Can we please just get there and go our separate ways to our rooms?” Munkustrap sighed putting his seat belt on.

“Might I remind you guys, my room is right next to yours so if you have sex I’ll be the first to know. I mean, I’ve heard you and Bomba in the house and I’m all the way in the basement.” Victor explained.

“Your such a pervert you ass hole.” Bombalurina hissed.

“Yeah, I know. How many times have you told me that?” Victor smiled.

Many endless hours later…

“Oh my fucking god I’m glad to be done driving!” Bombalurina literally jumped out of the car before it stopped moving.

“What are you talking about? I was the one driving.” Munkustrap stepped out of the car when it had stopped moving.

“Do you know how irritating it is having the be in the car with Victor, even when he ISN’T talking?” Bombalurina hissed.

“Yes dear, I was there.” Munkustrap laughed. The hotel was very fancy looking. Everything was shiny and looked brand-new. Bombalurina was very impressed. After getting their rooms, the 3 went up to see them. The honeymoon suit was extremely large.

“I don’t know why we need such a big suit Munkus, I mean, all we really need is the bed.” Bombalurina said while she unpacked her cloths and such.

“For what purpose were you proposing?” Munkustrap grinned looking out the window of the suit.

“You only ever have one thing on your mind. A relationship based on sex dies the minute the sex does.” Bombalurina slid her fingers down his back.

“Well then it’s a damn good thing that that’s not what this relationship is based on isn’t it?” He smiled turning to face her.

She leaned forward and kissed him, “Your such a sweetheart. I remember when we first met. That wasn’t that long ago.” She hugged him.

“Yeah, I remember too.” He rubbed her back, “We had sex.”

Bombalurina laughed, “Yes, we did. We met in the main hall. You ran into me and I punched you in the face and called you a fucking idiot.” She smiled remembering the moment.

“My face still hurts you know.” He frowned.

“Ahh let me kiss it better.” She kissed his cheek, “You’re a wimp, you always have been towards me. Maybe it’s because you’re into being dominated. Does that make you hot Munkus?”

“Yeah, I guess.” He replied, “What makes you hot?”

“Everything.” She laughed stepping back breaking the embracement, “You do I suppose.”

He sat in the chair near the window, “I wonder if Alonzo and Dem arrived yet?”

“I’ll call them.”

“How? You don’t know the number to their room.” Munkustrap asked.

“Demeter has a cell, duh.” Bombalurina pulled out hers.

“Hello?” Dem answered the phone.

“Hey Dem.”

“Oh hey princess.” Demeter made a playful giggle.

“Oh you make me feel all to special.” Bombalurina laughed.

“Anyways, what’s up?”

“Are you at the hotel yet.”

“Yeah, we’ve been here for like half an hour.”

“Really?”

“Are you at the hotel?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh awesome, maybe we should like meet up.”

“Yeah, come to our room.”

“Why your room?”

“Cause ours is huge.”

“Where’s Tugger?”

“He’s at his room, why?”

“Curious.”

“Your not still hooked, are you?”

“Dem, at the moment that’s not exactly the type question you should be asking.”

“Sorry, we’ll be right there.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

“They’ll be here soon.” Bombalurina told Munkustrap, “They’re coming to our room.”

“Oh, ok.” Munkustrap replied, “Thanks for asking me if that was aloud.”

“Well, why wouldn’t that be?” She turned around and looked at him. He was laying the bed in a robe, probably that being the only thing. She looked at the ground and somewhat giggle.

“Aw common you want it as much as I do.” He smiled.

“I thought we were suppose to wait for our honeymoon?”

“Pfft fuck that. Come here.” He patted his stomach motioning for her to come lay on him.

She jumped on him, “Munkustrap what about Dem and Alonzo?”

“Well… we’ll wait for them to get here and then we’ll see.” He continued smiling as she took off her jacket.

“Wait…” She looked down on him, “You like being dominated. What if I say no, stud?”

He thought for a quick moment, “Then I would say you suck and hate you for five minutes.”

“Oh no five minutes.” She put her hand over her mouth sounding shocked, “In that case…” She said slipping off her pants. She could tell Munkustrap was excited from the smirk that went across his face.

Demeter and Alonzo walked down to the elevator, “Alonzo, do you think Bombalurina will hate me if she found out I knew something about Phoenix?”

“Um… I dunno. I mean she’s pretty unpredictable.” Alonzo chuckled.

Demeter laughed stepping into the elevator, “I can’t wait till tomorrow, Bombalurina’s gonna be freaking and deep down inside I’ll be laughing.”

“That’s mean.” Alonzo shook his head, “You’re her best friend. You should be stressing with her.”

“Yeah, everyone laughs at the other. We must admit.”

“Oh, sure. Every time you get cramps deep down inside I’m laughing my ass off.” Alonzo sarcastically remarked.

“You toms have no Idea what queens go through.” She glared, “Labor, Menstruation, toms… Shesh.” Demeter snapped.

Alonzo couldn’t help but laugh. When they got to the couples room there was a loud smash followed by a loud bang and a laugh. Alonzo gave Demeter a concerned look, “This is why we can never leave them alone too long.”

“Oh Munkus.” Bomblaurina was still laughing, “You’re a fool.”

“Yeah and your beautiful.”

“Aww… Bombalurina nearly squealed, “Your amazing. Except the part where you flipped off the bed. That wasn’t too amazing.”

Alonzo cocked a brow still looking at Demeter, “My point proven.” He knocked on the door.

“Oh shhh! Munkus quiet.” Footsteps raced across the floor.

 “Ah, ah, ah your not leaving yet, I’m not quite finished with you.” More footsteps raced and another loud thud.

“Munkustrap let go of me! I need to get the door!” Bombalurina hissed. There was another loud smash, “Now look what you did you idiot!”

“Alright! I’m done.” He laughed, “Go get the door…”

Softer footsteps came to the door. Bombalurina opened it, “Sorry.” She gave them a pretty smile, “Come in.” She was wearing her red silky housecoat.

“What was all that?” Alonzo asked.

“Ah nothing. Munkustrap and I were… playing.” Bombalurina replied, secretly smiling as they walked in.

“Where’s Munkustrap?” Demeter asked looking at the room. The beds sheets were twisted, a lamp had fallen and smashed and a picture as well had fallen.

“He’s probably in the bathroom.” Bombalurina replied scurrying around the room picking up articles of clothing. She then crawled onto the bed and sat on her knees.

“Ahem…” Demeter looked at Bombalurina’s Lingerie lying on the floor near the bed. Bombalurina kicked it swiftly under the bed before saying,

“So how is your room?”

“Oh its fine.” Alonzo replied sitting on a chair, “Not quite as nice as yours but still nice.”

Munkustrap came out of the bathroom in his boxers not realizing Bombalurina had actually let them in, “Holy shit!” He laughed and yelled running back to the bathroom tripping and falling over a chair. Bombalurina made a hysterical laugh.

“Common Munkus put some pants on.” Bombalurina laughed. Munkustrap had luckily fallen into a pile of cloths and slid some jeans on. He stood up and jumped beside Bombalurina on the messed up bed.

“So your drive here was, smooth?” Munkustrap asked lying behind her on his side.

“Oh yes. We didn’t get stuck in the traffic,” Demeter replied, “I was actually pretty surprised.

“Lucky you. I was stuck with Victor in the backseat. Whoopee.” Bombalurina sarcastically cheered. The two laughed.

“We were stuck with Tugger, but it isn’t as annoying as it may sound. He was actually pretty quiet.” Alonzo added.

“Wow, we’re talking about Tugger?” Munkustrap chuckled.

Someone knocked at the door. Munkustrap looked at Bombalurina, “Well get it.”

“You get it. I’m dominating you.” She growled and smiled.

Munkustrap made a tomish grin and got up to answer it. He opened the door to see Victor and Tugger, “Wow, my two favourite annoying people.”

“Someone obviously got laid by the lovely Bombalurina.” Victor laughed holding a beer.

“How can you tell?” Tugger asked as the two walked into the room.

“Cause he ain’t never nice unless he got laid by someone hot.”

“Oh…” Tugger laughed.

Bombalurina had a sour look on her face, “Victor, you make me so mad.”

“I thought I made you so mad.” Tugger budded in.

“Victor has totally outdone you. I’d rather sit with you for an hour then him.” Bombalurina gave Victor a glare.

“Wow that is a huge compliment.” Tugger smiled, “I don’t think I’ve ever felt my heart jump like that.”

Bombalurina gave him a slight smile. “Stop flirting with my fiancé you ass hole.” Munkustrap snapped sitting beside her.

“Munkus, its ok.” Bombalurina slide her fingers down his chest, “He could never please me the way you do.”

“I could!” Victor stood.

Bombalurina rolled her eyes, “Of course you could.”

“Baby I will rock your fucking world!” Victor was so serious Bomblaurina chucked a book at him.

“Anyways…” Tugger sat down in a chair near the bed. The group got talking about this and that for hours. After that, everyone decided to head back to their rooms.

“So um Victor, mind if I crash with you? I can tell we make quite the team.” Tugger laughed.

“Sure bro, its cool.” Victor smiled, “Our rooms beside this one. We will have fun listening to them go at it.”

Bombalurina grinded her teeth together, “Get out…”

“Aight.” Victor and Tugger then left. After everyone had left Bombalurina laid on her stomach moaning into the pillow repeatedly saying,

“I fucking hate Victor and Tugger…”

Munkustrap sat beside her on the bed patting her back, “Don’t worry. They just think you’re hot. Your should feel flattered.” He kissed her shoulder.

“I don’t like compliments from perverts.” She looked over her shoulder at him still lying down.

“Understandable.” He nodded. He couldn’t disagree. He didn’t like it when perverts eye humped his girlfriend. She turned over to face him.

“I’m lucky you ran into me.” She smiled stroking his cheek.

“Oh yeah, by the way, we aren’t aloud to sleep together the night before the wedding.” She stood up, “You’re staying with Alonzo.”

“Say what?” Munkustrap looked at her in shock, “Why aren’t we aloud to sleep together?”

“I dunno bad luck or something.” She shrugged, “Now pack your things and out you go.” She pointed to the door.

He gave her a rejected look, “Fine.” He walked around gathering his things. Someone knocked at the door. Munkustrap looked at her curiously. He jogged over to the door and opened it seeing Demeter holding her bags.

“Hey Munkus, Alonzo is expecting you. We pulled out the extra bed for ya.” She walked in and set her bags down near the door, and jumped beside Bomba on the bed.

Munkustrap finished getting his things and approached Bombalurina sitting beside Demeter, “Bye Baby.” He kissed her.

“Bye sweetie.” Bombalurina looked at Demeter, “Lets have lesbian sex.”

Demeter giggled, “Sure Bomba.”

Munkustrap looked back at them, “Well if you both are gonna start that…” He dropped his bags, “I wanna stay and watch.”

“I thought you might.” Bombalurina laughed, “Get outta here we were kidding.”

“Or were we.” Demeter wrapped an arm around Bombalurina.

“I dunno.” Bombalurina winked at her.

Munkustrap watched very interested, he shook his head,  “You have a weird friendship.” Munkustrap then left.

Demeter looked at Bombalurina, “I was joking you know.”

“Obviously.”   Bomba laughed.

Munkustrap went to Demeter and Alonzo’s room. He knocked on the door. He and Alonzo never got along well and maybe it was time they did.

Alonzo opened the door, “Hey Munkus.” He smiled.

“Hey Lonzo.” He walked passed him to the cot next to the window and set down his bag. He turned around to see Alonzo locking the door, “Lonzo we gotta talk.”

“Bout what?” he asked looking confused. The two sat down.

“We haven’t always seen eye to eye ya’know?” Munkustrap began.

“If your planning on bringing up that hostage situation awhile back please don’t. That is a bad memory.” Alonzo slightly laughed.

“No, no not that. You and I haven’t always been on the same page.”

“Got that straight. You love Bomba, I hate Bomba. Well I did until I started dating her best friend. I used to tease her all the time because she’s beautiful; calling her a whore and a slut and stuff.” Alonzo smiled.

“Yeah. You… you’ve really changed. You’re not as childish as you used to be. You know that right?”

“I’m not? What makes you think that?”

“Cause your more mature now. Even Bomba says so.”

“Yeah right. She hates me the same way I hate her, in a friendly way.”

“Exactly, and that’s why she thinks your more mature now. People grow at different paces and some grow in different directions. You turned out ok.” Munkustrap set a hand on the younger toms shoulder. He wasn’t younger by much; maybe 3 years or so.

A breeze blew in through the window. The ugly distasteful pink curtains blew along it.

“So… you and Bomba are gonna have a good time tomorrow night huh?” Alonzo elbowed his arm.

“Mhm… I’m hoping.” Munkustrap grinned.

Back at the honeymoon suit…

Bombalurina and Demeter sat on the bed talking, the sheets were still twisted up and the pillows scattered around the bed. They lights were dim and the room slightly eerie.

“Alonzo and I got together when we were at Tugger’s house. He and I met on the balcony.” Demeter made a dreamy sigh, “Alonzo is amazing…”

“I can imagine.” Bombalurina gave a sexy grin sucking on a lollipop, “Wanna hear something really cute and funny?”

“Of course.” Demeter got closer knowing Bombalurina always had juicy secrets.

“When Munkustrap and I first met…err… ran into each other we had sex.”

“That’s not funny and cute, that’s gross.” Demeter made a face.

“No, but even after we had sex, he always asks before he touches me; like my breasts and stuff.”

“Aww, see why can’t all toms be like him?”

“Like what? Shy and scared of rejection?” Bombalurina laughed.

Demeter laughed as well, “No, ask before they do something like that.”

“Oh… yeah… Munkustrap’s fantastic. I’m sorry I went out with him even though you liked him.” Bomba frowned, “That was bad of me.”

“Don’t worry. If you hadn’t stole Munkustrap for yourself, I wouldn’t have met Alonzo.” She smiled.

Bomba nodded, “Right.”

“Hey wanna go swimming?” Demeter asked smiling.

“Sure. Let me get my bikini.” Bomba jumped off the bed and went into the bathroom.  Demeter walked over to her bag and took out hers. She changed quickly and waited for Bomba who came out seconds later, “Ok we ready?”

Demeter nodded and opened the door. She held it for Bomba and closed it behind her. Suddenly Victor and Tugger came out. Bomba jumped in fright knocking Demeter over and landing on her.

“Sorry Dem.” Bomba apologized getting off of her, “What are you two doing?”

“What does it look like?” Victor sassed back. He was wearing swimming trunks.

“Um… going to swim with sharks?” Bombalurina smiled.

“Not quite. We’re heading down to the pool.” He replied. He looked Demeter up and down, “I see that’s where you’re going.” Demeter gave him a glare.

“Unfortunately…” Bombalurina mumbled, “Common Demeter, lets just go back inside.”

“No, its ok Bomba. They best keep their eyes to themselves, or I’ll rip their eyes out.” Demeter warned.

“I like that. I think I’m getting horney.” Bombalurina placed a hand on her cheek smiling. Demeter laughed loudly.

“Mmm…” Victor licked his lips.

Demeter slapped him harshly, “Eyes to yourself.”

“Bitch…” Victor mumbled as the queens walked by.

“Yo Vic I got an idea.” Tugger smirked, “And your gonna love it.”

The queens entered the elevator and pressed the bottom for the pool floor. The doors began closing when the two toms rushed in, “It’s tight in here.” Victor mewed his body up against Bomba’s back.

“This elevator is huge. You’re just being a pervert.” She kicked him away.

“Hey I got an idea… foursome!” Victor cheered.

“Eww, I can’t even stand you let alone sleep with you.” Demeter hissed.

Bombalurina rolled her eyes at Victor.

“You know you want it.” Tugger teased. The elevator doors opened and the queens exited, the toms in toe.

Bombalurina and Demeter sat at the edge of the pool, their feet and part of their legs dipped into the water. They were talking about this and that when Victor pushed them in. Bomba stood up shaking the water from her hair, “Victor!” She yelled.

“What? You look good wet.” He admired her, “Yes. Defiantly.”

Bombalurina narrowed her eyes at him, “Jerk.” Tugger came up and lifted Bombalurina out of the water in his arms.

“Hey beautiful.” He purred.

“Hey Tugger.” She slightly growled. He set her down in the water, “Don’t ever do that again. You’ll loose something very precious to you…”

Tugger grinned, “Loose what? You?”

“That’s cute Tugger…” Demeter muttered whipping the water from her face.

Victor jumped in creating a huge splash, “Hey! Lets have shoulder wars!”

“No, I- Ahh!” Bombalurina was lifted onto the Tugger shoulders, “Tugger put me down!”

“Common, it’ll be fun.” Tugger reassured her.

“Stop touching me!” Demeter hissed scratching Victor with her nails.

“Ow! Common we just wanna play a game!” Victor laughed, her scratching not hurting him.

“Oh Dem, just play. Maybe after they’ll leave us alone.” Bomba knew she’d regret saying that.

Demeter gave her a concerned look, “Ok… If you think it’ll be ok.” Demeter let Victor lift her onto his shoulders.

20 minutes later…

The queens were exhausted and laying at the edge of the pool panting. Their fur drenched and their chests rising and falling quickly.

Victor and Tugger stood in the water near them, “Tired huh?” Tugger asked.

“Yes.” Bomba panted.

“Leave us alone now…” Demeter closed her eyes resting. Bomba sat up and let Demeter rest in her arms. Their behavior a lot of the time seemed more sisterly then friendly. Victor watched Bomba pull her fingers through Dem’s hair soothingly.

“What are you staring at!” Bomba Spat.

“You two.” He replied, “Your both very beautiful.”

Bomba rolled her eyes. Had someone other then him called her beautiful she would blush and thank him or her.

“So Bomba… is it true that your mother is a hooker?” Victor asked after moments of silence.

She shot him a look that nearly killed him, “Don’t talk about her like that.”

“Sorry.” He apologized, “I was just curious”

“Well next time your curiosity gets the best of you I’ll kill you!” She hissed. Bomba’s irritated tone forced Dem to open her eyes and sit up fully, “I’ll rip your fucking head off your spine!”

“Bomba… calm down.” Demeter sounded astonished, “Does that topic really anger you so much?”

Bomba looked down at her own legs, “Yes. My mother’s not a bad person. She’s just…” Bomba stopped.

“Ok, we’ll stop talking about her if you want.” Demeter patted the scarlet queen’s back, “Wanna have a diving competition?”

“Sure…”

“Can we join?” Tugger asked, eyes pleading.

“No!” Bomba snarled.

The queens stood up and walked over to the deeper end of the pool, “Wanna go first?” Demeter asked.

“No you first.” She replied. Demeter nodded and dove in. Bomba waited till she was out of the way and dove in herself. When she resurfaced, she felt… lighter. She looked down and her top had fallen off! She shrieked and covered her exposed breasts.

Victor was giggling, “Wow… that was the highlight of the night.” He held her top in his hands handling it carefully, “Does this actually support your boobs? Yours are pretty big ya’know…”

Bombalurina growled so loud Demeter was surprised she didn’t hurt her throat, “Give that back!”

“Hmm… no.” Victor smiled.

“Why not!” She spat.

“Why do you think?”  He grinned.

“Cause you’re a perv who wants to see me topless…”

“That was almost all right despite the part where you called me a perv.” He smiled, “Everything else was dead on though.”

“Fuck Victor! Give it back!” She tried her best to swim over to him without exposing herself.

“Well that wasn’t very nice, now the next time you swim over, say something nice.” He glared at her.

She narrowed her eyes to slits, “Victor… give it back NOW!” She yelled. She was no up beside him.

“Ow, no need to yell, I’m right here!” He rubbed his soar ear.

“Please give it back.” She said slightly calmer.

“Lemme see’em and maybe I’ll consider it.” He made a naughty look.

“Victor, I’m your best friends fiancé. You give it back, or Demeter snaps your neck in two.” She warned.

“And how’s Demeter gonna manage that?” He laughed. He felt two hands on his head.

“Element of surprise my friend.” Demeter smiled, “Please give her top back.”

“Ok.” Victor handed Demeter the top. Demeter walked throw the water to Bomba and turned her around. Bomba put it on and Demeter tied it for her. Victor looked very shocked, “Would she have really snapped my neck in half? Does she really know how…?”

“Demeter, I want to leave now.” Bombalurina looked furious.

“Me too. Lets go.” Demeter guided Bomba out of the water to the stairs. They got into the elevator. When they were gone Victor turned to Tugger,

“What was that about?”

“You took Bomba’s top…” He replied.

The queens entered the suit. Bombalurina grabbed a towel, dried off and plopped on the bed. Demeter took a quick shower and sat beside Bombalurina who was face down on the bed mumbling things. Demeter laid beside her and hugged her, “No worries Bomba. You’re getting married tomorrow.”

Bomba’s head came up and looked at her, “That’s helping me calm down how?”

Demeter shrugged, “Sorry. Thought it might make you feel better.”

“Dem, if it’s ok with you, I really want to sleep now.” Bomba yawned.

“Yeah, its ok. I’m tired as well.” Demeter untwisted the sheets and covered her and Bomba. Bomba kicked them off and said,

“I need to get my nighty on.” She stood up and stripped. She walked over to her bag and pulled out her nighty and slid it on. She laid beside Demeter again and exhaled.

“Night Demi.”

“Good night Bomba.”

Munkustrap was sitting on his cot watching Tv. Nothing good was on. Figures, hotel Tv’s never have anything on. He switched it off and laid on his cot.

Alonzo came out of the bathroom, “You excited bout tomorrow?”

“Yeah… mostly nervous.” Munkustrap admitted, “What if something goes wrong?”

“Munkus, man… you sound like a bride. Leave the worrying to Bomba.” Alonzo laughed.

Munkus laughed nervously.

At 11:00 am…

Demeter woke up with Bomba nestled right against her, hugging her. Demeter sat there feeling very awkward. She finally pushed Bomba off and noticed Bomba had (as usual) stolen all the covers. Bomba sat up and yawned. She looked at Demeter who had a very odd look on her face.

“What?” Bomba asked curiously.

“You were… hugging me Bomba… And once again you’ve managed to steal all the covers…” Demeter replied.

“I was… hugging you…?” Bomba sounded as surprised as Demeter had.

“Yes…”

“Maybe its because I’m used to sleeping with Munkustrap.” She replied, “He and I always sleep like that.”

Demeter made a face, “Lets just hope that’s all you do while you sleep.”

Bombalurina laughed, “Believe me, I wouldn’t go lesbian on you Dem.”

“Lets hope not.” Dem laughed as well.

“What time is it?”

“11:03.”

“…What?”

“11:03, oh now its 11:04.”

“Oh my god!” Bombalurina sprung up and ran around the room.

“What?” Demeter asked confused.

“The wedding is at one Dem, one!!” She hesitated for a moment, “Call your room, and make sure Munkustrap’s awake.”

“Ok.” Demeter picked up the phone and dialed.

“H-hello?” A sleepy Alonzo answered.

“Lonzo! Are you awake!” Demeter asked nearly shouting.

“I am now.” Alonzo yawned, “Could you not yell into the phone?”

“Wake Munkus! You both have 2 hours to get ready for the wedding.”

Alonzo shot up, “2 hours!”

“Yeah, you guys best hurry.” Demeter hung up the phone.

Alonzo rushed over to Munkustrap, “Bro wake up!”

Munkustrap groaned rubbing his eyes.

“Common wake up!” Alonzo snapped. He looked around. What would make him get up? He then got an idea, he smiled, “Bomba’s at the door; she said she’s really horney and needs some love from her silver tabby.”

Munkustrap shot up and rushed to the door. He looked around and turned to Alonzo who was laughing his ass off.

“Oh Munkustrap! That was priceless.” He was laughing so hard he was crying.

“That was evil.” Munkustrap growled.

“You sure must be attracted to Bomba to wake up like that.” Alonzo smirked, “Especially if I said she was horney.”

“Why did you wake me then?” Munkustrap stretched out his arms.

“Your wedding is in 2 hours.” Munkustrap stopped and looked like stone. He ran like lighting around the room, and into the bathroom and took a shower.

“Holy shit! Why didn’t you wake me sooner!” Munkustrap spat.

“Dem just phoned me, if she didn’t I would still be sleeping.” He admitted, “No time to argue you got a wedding to get ready for.”

Half an hour later…

Bombalurina was in the bathroom applying makeup. She was in her bra and underwear, but she kept the bathroom door open anyways, she trusted Demeter.

Someone knocked on the door, “Dem can you get that?” Bomba called.

Demeter stopped what she was doing and jogged over to the door.

A white queen with black strips smiled, “Hi.”

“Um… hi.” Demeter smiled back, “Can I help you?”

“I’m here for my daughters wedding. I was told I could find her here.” The queen’s voice was soft but deep, like Bombalurina’s.

Bomba heard what the queen had said and while applying her mascara, poked herself hard in the eye, “Oh fuck!” She snapped.

The striped queen’s ears perked up recognizing her daughter’s voice. Bomba walked over to the door cautiously. She grabbed her red silky robe and put it on. Demeter moved out of the way and let Bomba see the queen.

“Mom?” Bomba sounded like she was going to cry of happiness.

“Bom!” Her mother hugged her tightly; “I haven’t seen you since you were 17. It feels like forever.”

“It hasn’t been that long.” Bomba replied embracing her mother.

Victor walked out with a camera, “Oh this is good shit.” He started snapping pictures of the two hugging.

Bombalurina turned to Victor and looked furious.

“Oh yeah show me the magic baby.” Victor continued to snap pictures and zoomed in on her cleavage, “That’s the million dollar shot.” He smiled reviewing it on the screen of the camera.

“Who’s this?” Her mother asked, “Your soon-to-be husband?”

“Yeah, I’m Munkustrap.” Victor lied approaching Bombalurina, “She’s a doll ain’t she.” He swiftly kissed Bombalurina’s lips.

“God Dammnit!” She hissed slapping him, “Get your ass back in your room!”

“Yes ma’am.” He coward back into his room.

Her mother looked shocked, “So… I take it that wasn’t Munkustrap.”

“No… that was his friend Victor. Perverted sums it up.” She growled in a low voice.

“Oh… I see.” She replied, “And who’s this?” She referred to Demeter.

“This is my best friend Demeter.” Bombalurina replied.

“Nice to meet you.” Demeter shook her hand.

“The same to you.” She smiled.

“Demeter this is my mother, Danica.” Bombalurina added.

“So… Are you ready dear?” Dan asked.

Well then… I think it’s time I helped ya out.” Dan smiled gently.

Ten minutes before the ceremony…

Bombalurina was pacing back in forth in the suit. Her shiny red dress dragging on the floor as she walked. She looked very nervous. She was very jumpy every time someone said her name she jumped 10 feet. Demeter walked in and saw her, “Bomba you look so beautiful.”

“Mmmmmmmm…” She said looking upset, “Demi I’m nervous like hell.”

“Aww… Bomba.” Demeter hugged the taller queen, “It’ll be alright.”

“You look hot Dem.” Bomba smiled trying to hide that nervousness.

“Thanks sweets.” She made a flattered look.

“I personally think this dress makes me ass look weird…” Bomba looked back at herself in the mirror.

“Your ass looks fine Bomba.” Demeter laughed.

Bombalurina brushed off her bare shoulders, “Oh… I hope Munkustrap isn’t stressing like I am.”

At the beach…

Munkustrap was making sure everyone was being seated, for the ceremony was soon to begin. When everyone was seating, Munkustrap called the suit and told then to make their way over now.

 Danica took Bomba by the arm softly, “It’s ok dear.” She caressed Bomba’s arm.

“How would you know mom! You never got married.” Bombalurina spat.

“She’s just irritable cause she’s stressed.” Demeter explained. Dan nodded.

When Bombalurina was behind the bushes that were next the path they had to walk down, she took a deep breath, “I’m telling you Dem… His mother is gonna stone me…”

Dan laughed, “Come now! I’m sure she doesn’t hate you.”

“Mom, she tried to make me choke on some plastic.” Bombalurina gave her a concerned look.

Dan looked shocked, “Oh… that’s never promising.”

“Not to be rude, but that’s not helping Danica.” Demeter frowned.

“Yeah, that was a very wrong thing to say right now. Especially when I’m having a fucking panic attack!” Bombalurina yelled. The guests all faintly heard her. Munkustrap slapped his forehead. Alonzo leaned over where Munkus was standing,

“That’s never good.” He laughed. Munkustrap looked at him crossly.

“No really Dr. Obvious.”

“Look Bomba…” Demeter patted the scarlet queens back; “I’ll put this in a format you’ll understand… It’s like sex, you do it once and never have to do it again.”

“Are you talking about a one night stand?” Bombalurina hissed.

“Why, did it sound that way?” She looked at Dan.

“Yeah… it kinda did.” Dan replied.

“Ok bad example. Once you overcome this Bomba, nothing can stand in your way.” Demeter hugged her.

“Ok, that’s a little easier on me.” She breathed smoothly, “I think I’m ready.” The music picked up which ment that Demeter had to go out.

“Ok Bomba, I’ll see you up there.” She gave her friend a smile and walked towards the pathway.

After a moment Danica kissed Bomba’s cheek, “It’s ok baby.”

Bombalurina smiled, “Yeah. I’m marrying Munkustrap. Why wouldn’t it be ok?”

“I still haven’t seen this tom. Is he handsome?”

“Oh more then handsome.” Bombalurina smiled, “He’s amazing.”

“I can tell.” Dan grinned, “Good luck. It’s time to go.” Danica took Bombalurina by the arm and walked her down the isle.

The group of people sitting down arose and watched Bombalurina approach the alter.

“See Skimble, she’s wearing red instead of white! They have had sex.” Jenny spat crossly.

“Maybe she just likes red.” Skimble replied.

Jenny growled, “Sure take the whore’s side…” she crossed her arms.

Bombalurina could feel Jenny’s glare. It was like knives against her body. She didn’t hate Jenny. She just disliked that Jenny hated her. She took a breath and kept her pace. Danica looked around at the guests. She didn’t recognize anyone, but she did notice a tom that she thought was cute.

“Who’s that tom?” She whispered.

“Where?” Bomba whispered back.

“The one next to Victor.”

“Oh… that’s Tugger.”

“Tugger?”

“Yeah.”

“He’s a fine looking tom.”

“No mom… he’s not…”

“Why do you say that?”

“It’s very complicated…”

“Oh… past relationship?”

“No!” She spat quietly.

“Oh… I think I know, but we’ll discuss it later.”

Bombalurina and Danica stood in front of the isle.

“Who gives this woman to this mans wife?” The priest asked.

“I do.” Danica replied. Munkustrap approached the two and gave Bombalurina a, “This is your mother?” She nodded to his look. Munkustrap gave Dan a quick peck on the check. He took Bombalurina’s hand and guided her to the alter.

Danica sat on the chair that was given to her. The priest told the two to say their vows and Munkustrap went first,

“Bombalurina, you’re the most amazing thing… no your not a thing. You’re the most wonderful queen, I’ve ever met. I don’t think any queen has ever made me this happy. You’re always watching out for me, or watching for every opportunity to embarrass me. You just want what’s best, even though you can be a bit over dramatic.”

Bombalurina nodded; she couldn’t deny that.

“I’m hoping this marriage lasts forever. Many marriages grow dull, but I have a feeling ours will burn forever.”

“Munkustrap, when I first met you, I thought you were one of those typical toms. But when you ran into me and spoke those charming words, oh Munkus I feel in love with you more then anyone. I literally felt my heart jump. Of course that could have also been triggered by the impact of the fall he had…”

Munkustrap and a few guests laughed.

“Our love is very strong. And it’s not just because of great-”

Munkustrap coughed before she said something she wasn’t suppose to.

“Oh right… not suppose to mention that… our love is strong because of how well we communicate and how well we get along. I love you stud.” She smiled.

They exchanged rings and the priest said, “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

Munkustrap turned to Bombalurina who was giving him a look. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately. The crowd clapped. When he pulled away she pulled him back by the collar of his shirt, “We’re going to have fun tonight…” her sexy voice entered his ear. She licked his cheek sensually. He made a sheepish smile. The two walked down the isle. Demeter and Alonzo walked down arm in arm as well.

An hour later…

Everyone was eating dinner; chatter filled the hall where everyone was. The carpeted floor took in some chatter but most was echoed around the hall. The dance floor had not yet been taken over by anyone.

Bombalurina sat beside Munkustrap eating. She leaned over to him and whispered things into his ear. He nearly choked on his food. Jenny watched them disgusted. And shook her head, “Nasty whore she is.”

“Jenny, it’s time I did something about this.” Skimble narrowed his eyes.

“I agree. How do we get rid of the little wench?” Jenny asked darkly.

“No, Jenny. Bombalurina is our daughter in law and you better start getting used to it.” Skimble spat, “She makes Munkustrap happy, weather that be from sex or not.”

“Skimble…” Jenny sounded shocked, “I can’t believe that this whole marriage isn’t bothering you!”

“This marriage is bothering me. And by this marriage I mean ours!” Skimble frowned, “Why do you hate Bomba so much? She’s just a beautiful queen.”

“Yes. Too beautiful. Her large breasts and elegant curves…” Jenny spat, “Every time a tom walks by he eye humps her.”

“She can’t help that she has large breasts and elegant curves. It’s what her mother passed onto her, probably.” Skimble replied.

“You got that right.” Danica laughed as she held a glass of campaign.

Jenny turned to the queen beside her, “And who might you be?” She hissed through her teeth.

“I’m Bombie’s mother,” Dan replied, “You must be Munkustrap’s parents.”

“Yes, I’m Skimbleshanks, and this is my… wife Jennyanydots.” He smiled, “It’s nice to meet you. You’ve raised a gorgeous daughter.”

“Thanks but I didn’t raise her.”  Dan replied, “She raised herself.”

“What kinda of parenting is that!” Jenny spat.

“I couldn’t raise her. She was brought up in such a rough life on the streets.” Dan frowned.

Jenny’s eyes widened, “You’re a hooker… aren’t you?”

“Former hooker actually. See I got clean a few years back. I’m doing a lot better now.” Danica replied smiling sipping from her glass.

Skimble made a warm smile, “I’m glad to hear that. If you ever need anything, you can call us.”

“Thank you, that’s very kind of you Skimble.” Dan thanked him. Dan looked up at Bombalurina kissing Munkustrap at the table they were given. She shook her head in amazement, “She takes after me so much…”

Bombalurina was sitting on Munkustrap’s lap sharing a passionate and long kiss, “I think my mothers looking…” Munkustrap frowned.

“To hell with her. She can’t stop us from kissing.” Bombalurina nipped at Munkustrap’s neck.

“What are you a vampire?” Munkustrap cocked a brow.

“I could be one if you wanted me to be.” She smirked.

“Don’t you think we should wait for the honeymoon?” he made a pleased yet nervous look when her hands traveled along his leg. He jumped a little.

“Oh… I made you jump.” She purred in his ear.

“Yeah… well my moms looking.” He said a little nervously.

“Oh fine.” She got off of him and slouched in her chair sulking. She crossed her arms.

“Don’t be like that princess.” He rubbed his hand on her cheek. She pulled away, acting mad, although she wasn’t really. “Don’t be cross baby. When we get back to the honeymoon suit, we’ll make love to the break of dawn.” He kissed her neck.

“Now, we will now show the slideshow of the bride and groom.” Demeter announced over the microphone. Bomba asked that Demeter be the person who announces everything.

The first pictures were of the two as babies. Then they gradually went to pictures of them as teenagers, then as young adults and finally pictures of them together. Bomba had found a picture of her holding a gun and Munkustrap kissing her. He said that it wasn’t appropriate: having a gun in the picture but she used it anyways.

There were whispers when the picture was shown. Munkustrap turned to Bombalurina and whispered, “I thought we decided against that pic?”

“Oh well. Guess it was ment to be.” Suddenly a picture of Bomba and Teazer was shown. They smiled happily. Bomba stared at the screen becoming immobilized. She burst into tears. Demeter and Alonzo stood up. They knew that the image had created a very emotional moment for her. Demeter raced up to the table and took Bombalurina by the arm, “Rumpelteazer… oh god it was all my fault… I should have saved her… I should have done something…” She cried, “Damn Growltiger… Damn Tugger… Damn plan 67… Damn it all to hell!” She yelled as Demeter escorted her out.

Alonzo hoped that maybe everyone would think Bomba was finally loosing it and she was just babbling nonsense.

Jenny took a sip from her champagne, “Mood swing much…” Skimble shot her a glare.

Munkustrap was now standing. This wasn’t good. He felt her pain. He too was there when Teazer was killed. When they all were killed. Jerrie…Teazer… Cassandra... Coricopat… Tantomile… Tumblebrutus… Carbuckety… god even Pouncival… All, dead.

Alonzo approached him, “Bomba had an emotional melt down. The corporation is real hell. No one in here has any idea what she’s been through. What any of us have been through.”

Munkustrap was watching where the queens had went, “Pour baby. I should go see her.” Munkustrap and Alonzo walked over to where Bomba had been whisked away. Danica cocked a brow. Where were they going in such a rush? She scurried after then keeping out of sight.

Demeter was cradling Bombalurina in her arms in the hallway near the hall, “Teazer… Jerrie…” Bombalurina sobbed, “Pouncie…” She choked on her words.

Munkustrap knelt down beside her stroking her face, “Baby calm down.”

Bomba’s face was drenched with tears and sweat. Her make up running like crazy and her breathing quick and harsh. She was still muttering the names of her lost friends.

“Look at what the corporation has done,” Munkustrap stood up and faced Alonzo, “The Corporation is responsible for their deaths.”

“How Munkus?” Alonzo replied, “Not that I’m with the corporation but how is it their fault? It was plan 67 and anyone who had ever been in on it.”

“We were in on it.” Demeter replied softly.

“So now what?” Munkustrap spat.

“What do you mean, now what?” Alonzo asked, “It’s over remember?”

Munkustrap thought for a moment, “Wait… what ever happened to the city we blew?”

“What about it?” Demeter asked.

“Why hasn’t there been any news about it?” Munkustrap asked.

Alonzo looked very concerned.

“Someone’s covering it up.” Munkustrap growled, “What if there was any remains of those things? What it the virus is still spreading?”

“What if it was? Don’t you think we would have notice zombie cats running around?” Demeter added.

Munkustrap had a horrid feeling in his gut, “But… Something just doesn’t fit…”

Bombalurina managed to calm down, “Guys, we need to make some safety precautions now.”

Alonzo looked at her, “What do you mean red?”

She stopped talking, “Jerrie used to call me red.” Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Demeter felt tears build up, “Common Bomba, don’t cry.” Demeter’s tone sounded like she was going to cry.

“You stop too then…” Bomba sobbed.

“No you first.”

“Enough!” Alonzo budded in, “Cry your hearts out. You need to let it all out now.”

“We need to have weapons stored in our houses.” Munkustrap finished for Bombalurina, “We can take the chance that someone on the other side might have made it.”

Alonzo nodded and the 2 hugging queens seemed to have made some odd form of a nod.

Danica’s eyes were wide, “What?” She thought to herself, “Corporation? Weapons? Safety precautions? For what?” Danica was confused and somehow she didn’t think her darling had been in the army or ever been anywhere near any military base; and that made her fear that she had done something Dan knew Bomba would regret. She wasn’t sure if she should walk in. What if she now knew something she wasn’t suppose to? She’d have to try and act as if she knew nothing.

“Bomba dear?” she called turning the corner, “Baby? What’s wrong?”

“My… my friend…” She cried, “She’s dead…”

“Oh… baby… is that who was in that picture?” Dan asked petting Bomba’s head. Bomba nodded.

Munkustrap gave her a very odd look, “That’s just creepy.”

Bombalurina laughed, “I know… “

Demeter held Bombalurina tight, “Maybe it’s best that we forget about them. It’s time to move on. Come let me fix up your makeup.” Demeter helped Bombalurina up.

Alonzo, Munkustrap and Dan made their way back to the hall where the bride and groom were suppose to begin dancing. Alonzo went up to the microphone, “I’m sorry but the bride is having a…” he looked at Munkustrap for something t say, “A… very personal moment.”

Munkustrap nodded. “Good cover up Lonz.”

Bombalurina was washing off her old make up so Demeter could beautify her. Demeter then added the new make up and stood back admiring her work, “Beautiful as ever.”

Bombalurina forced a smile.

“Common babe lets go dance our hearts out!” Demeter took Bomba by the arm and escorted her back to the hall. When they entered Dan hugged Bombalurina.

“It’s ok sweety.” Dan cooed holding Bombalurina motherly. Dan looked Bombalurina in the face then down, “Hey! I think your breasts are bigger then mine! That’s not fair.”

Bombalurina smiled at her comment, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’ t be. Your gorgeous.” She kissed Bombalurina on the cheek, “Go dance with that fine tom before I snatch him up myself.”

“Mom!” Bombalurina sounded shocked.

“I was joking but go on.” She gave Bombalurina a little tap on the rump sending her on her way. Bombalurina ran up to Munkustrap and hugged him, “I’m ok now Munkustrap. I cried and I feel better.”

“Good to hear.” He rubbed her back, “Wanna dance?”

“Here’s better question, when don’t I wanna dance?” She took his hand. The two danced to the first song and then everyone clapped. Then the groom had to dance with the bride’s mother and the bride had to dance with the groom’s father. Danica stood up at the same time as Skimbleshanks. Danica began dancing with Munkustrap. Skimble looked at Bombalurina concerned.

“Are you alright dear? That was quite an exit.” He smiled warmly.

“Yes sir. I’m ok.” She took his hand and they danced as well. Then that song ended and many others joined in. Bombalurina made a dash for the booze.

“Hey, hey, hey! No alcohol!” Demeter swiped the beer from Bombalurina.

“This is my wedding I’ll drink what I want!” She hissed snatching it back.

“How about wine then?” Demeter offered her a glass of wine. 

Bombalurina eyed the drink for a few moments then took it, “As long as it tastes good…ok.”

Four hours later…

Munkustrap was sitting with Jenny, Skimble, Alonzo, Danica, Tugger and Victor.  The seven were chatting on about random little things.

“Oh yes, Munkustrap used to run around butt naked when he was young.” Jenny laughed.

“Mom…” Munkustrap mumbled embarrassed.

“Oh, whose kid hasn’t done that?” Dan laughed. Jenny laughed as well. She was beginning to accept Danica more then Bombalurina, “See, I used to dress Bomba in the cutest outfits when she was three, and she just ripped them off.”

“Did she now.” Victor sounded interested, “I’d like to see that.”

“Mhm.” Was Dan’s reply.

“So Munkustrap, plan on having a few kids?” Alonzo asked trying to change the subject.

“Um… I guess. I think Bomba would hate being pregnant though.” He made a face.

“Who doesn’t hate being pregnant? You toms get it easy.” Dan drank some campaign.

None of the toms could think of anything to say back to her.

“No but, Bomba said she’d hate to get stretch marks on her stomach.” Munkustrap went on.

“Oh no, not stretch marks on her perfect little body.” Jenny scoffed.

“That’s how I feel. When I had Bomba, I luckily didn’t get any.” Dan had to add.

“Say where is Bomba anyways?” Tugger asked.

Bombalurina walked over to Munkustrap holding a half empty wine glass. It must have been her sixth.  She straddled on Munkustrap, “Hey handsome.” She purred resting her back against the table facing him.

“Hi baby.” He tried to sound calm, “Um… why are you sitting on me?”

“Mmmm… doesn’t it seem obvious?” She teased.

He looked around, “Um… not really.”

She gave him a disappointed look, “Common why do you think I would be sitting on your… lap?” She gave him a peck on the lips.

“Hmmm…” Munkustrap knew he just didn’t want her doing something she’s regret when she wasn’t slightly drunk. So he pretended he had no idea.

“She wants to screw you half wit.” Victor finally interrupted.

“See? Even Victor knows what I want.” She smiled giving him a fiery kiss, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Alonzo looked away in an embarrassed way. Victor watched, wanting her. When Munkustrap tried to end the kiss Bombalurina didn’t let him stop.

“She wants to screw cause she’s probably really horney.” Victor had to add that, probably for his own enjoyment.

Jenny watched them in disgust. She couldn’t stand sitting beside them anymore. Bombalurina ended the kiss and licked her lips, “That was a good one.”

Munkustrap made an embarrassed look.

“I think you want some more.” Bombalurina undid his jacket.

“And I think you’re a little drunk.” He forced her up, “Common lets for get some water.”

“Wait…” She pushed him back into the seat and sat across his lap, like a young lady riding a horse, “I feel hot…” He took his hand and placed it on her chest, “Do I feel hot?”

“Err… no you feel fine.” He pulled his hand back.

“Feel it now?” He grabbed his hand back and placed it on her breast. His eyes widened and she gave him a, “ha” look, “I think you feel it now since you haven’t pulled your hand away.” She whispered.

Demeter ran over, “Oh god there you are Bomba! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

Bombalurina stood up, “Why were you looking for me?”

“Cause you need to sit down for a bit.” Demeter took her by the hand.

“Can I feel if you’re hot?” Victor smiled.

“Hey! I’m not that drunk…” Bombalurina snapped.

“Damn…” Victor looked displeased. Bombalurina and Demeter then left.

“What a disgusting display.” Jenny shook her head, “Groping in public… kissing like that…”

“That’s my girl.” Dan laughed.

Tugger chased after Demeter and Bomba, “Hey Bomba, would you…”

“Would I what darling?” She smiled taking campaign from a waiter. Demeter snatched it from her.

“No more alcohol, period.” Demeter firmly declared.

“Bitch…” Bombalurina muttered under her breath.

“Would you dance with me?” The Tugger finally inquired.

“Sure Tug.” Bomba took Tugger’s hand and pulled him out to the dance floor. He placed his hands on her waist and she placed her hands on his shoulders. They danced slowly together. Bombalurina rested her head on his chest. The Tugger felt calm and soothed. How could he have let her get away like that? He should have tried harder.

Munkustrap approached the two dancing and watched jealousy growing inside him. Tugger saw him and released Bombalurina, “Sorry Munkus.” He apologized and vanished in the dancing crowd. Bombalurina looked at Munkustrap and gave a sexy look, “Hey tall dark and…” She smelled his hair, “Handsome…”

He smiled, “How do you feel?”

“I don’t feel as drunk. I guess I didn’t drink as much as Demeter thought I did…” Bombalurina sounded a bit mad. Demeter took her campaign and there wasn’t even any need too…

“Oh… you want to make love hmm?” She moved closer then she was, “I think I can arrange it.”

“Good. I’ll tell Lonzo and Dem that we’ll be leaving.” Munkustrap smiled. He walked back over to the table the parents and friends were sitting at. “Bomba and I are heading up to the suit now.”

“Alright son. Go nuts.” Skimble winked at him. Jenny made a disproved look towards Skimble, “What? The boy can have sex with his wife.”

Bombalurina walked over to the table, “We ready handsome?” She purred. Munkustrap nodded, “Alright lets go.” She turned to leave but knocked a fork to the floor. She bent down to pick it up and pushed her butt against his groin. She stood up and looked at him. He looked stunned, “What?” She asked playfully. She walked towards the exit. Munkustrap chased after her picking her up and carrying her to the exit.

Victor had is jaw open, “That is some queen.”

“Mhm.” Dan agreed, “She turned out better then I’ve ever imagined.”

Jenny shook her head, “Did you see that? She pressed her butt to his-”

“I think we all saw Jenny.” Alonzo interrupted her. He stood up to go find Demeter.

Victor stood up and smiled, “I think I’ll head back to my room.” He then ran to the exit like lightening. Skimble looked at Jenny.

Munkustrap had stopped in the hall to kiss Bombalurina. He just couldn’t contain himself any longer. She had one leg perched up against his hip. Her leg was bare because of the style of her dress. His hand slide along her leg at first but traveled up and down her sides going along her curves. Several people passed by. Only one had the nerve to not stare. Bombalurina turned her head so Munkustrap began kissing her neck,

“Munkus…”

“Yes?” He paused only momentarily and continued.

“Victor is watching us.” She laughed.

He turned to see Victor standing there watching them, “Victor! What the hell!”

“I can’t help it, she’s so damn sexy!” Victor complained.

“Common Munkus, lets just go up to the suit now.” She managed to slip out of Munkustrap’s embrace. Munkustrap scowled at Victor then followed her. When they arrived at the suit Munkustrap closed the door and literally pined Bomblaurina to the mattress, “Little anxious are we?”

“Oh Bomba, I’ve wanted you so bad for the past 5 and a half hours!” Munkustrap mewed, “Your so pretty.” He smiled biting at her dress.

“Well I’ve been horney for five hours so I don’t know if I’m still in the mood.” Se teased him.

“Don’t disappoint me baby doll.” He laughed.

Her fingers traveled along his chest. She undid his jacket fully and took it off of him. She undid every button on his dress shirt carefully taking her sweet time. He finally just ripped it off. She stood up, “Munkus undo my zipper please.” He reached over an unzipped it. Her dress fell to her ankles revealing secret black lingerie that had been hidden underneath it. He pulled her down on top of him. She bit at his ears playfully. He flipped her onto her back. His hands slid under her breasts, “Can I?”

“I’m yours Munkus, do what you want with me.” She purred licking his ears. His hands slid over her breasts. His purr grew louder; “You like that don’t you Munkus?” he nodded blushing. “I know what else you like.” She spread her legs apart letting him join with her. “God you feel god Munkus…” She mewed. She let out a loud sensual moan.

Victor was listening in on them through the wall, “Damn he’s getting it good.”

“What do you care? Stop listening in on them that’s nasty.” Tugger looked at him crossed.

“Hey, you’re the one that was obsessing over Bomba not to long ago so you have no say in this.” Victor put his ear to the wall again, “Now shhh!”

Bombalurina let out another moan. Munkustrap grunted quietly working his way into her, “Don’t stop Munkus…” She panted. It was fortunate that he didn’t plan to.

 “Damn…” Victor made a dirty smile, “I’d kill to be Munkus.”

“Your disgusting.” Tugger shook his head.

“Ok, you cannot tell me that hearing her like that doesn’t make you want her to.” Victor shot back, “I thought we were on the same page!”

“We are. We’re both hearing Bombalurina moan, but your going further on that page and listening with your head against the wall!” Tugger replied.

“Tugger…” Victor sat down on the his bed looking at Tugger laying on the other bed, “I Know about you past with Bomba. I know it was rocky… What does it matter if she’s married or not? She’s still hot and I can think about her any way I want. So can you.”

Tugger gave him a nasty look, “That’s low Vic, that’s really low.”

“Not as low as you man. I know about you and her. I know everything.” His voice sounded serious.

“Everything?” The Tugger looked a little uneasy, “What does he know?”

“I know you were like completely obsessed with her and shit.” His tone changed to laughable.

“Oh, yeah.” Tugger scratched the back of his head. He thought Victor had known about the corporation for second there, “I’m gonna hit the sack now.”

“Now? They just started.”

Tugger made a tomish smile, “I know. Dreaming always seems more real.”

In the morning…

Munkustrap sat up with a start. He heard a loud noise, like a bang. He looked over the edge of the bed. Bombalurina had rolled off again. Munkustrap made a smile that said, “Don’t laugh…”

Bombalurina’s head poked up from the edge of the bed, “God Dammnit…” She growled. She pulled herself back onto the bed next to Munkustrap.

“You stole all the covers.” Munkustrap referred to the blankets that had gone over the bed with her. She reached over the edge of the bed and pulled them back up.

“Sorry, I sleep violently.” She replied.

“I know. One of these nights your gonna wake up and I’m gonna be moaning and holding my groin.” He laughed.

She laughed as well, “Well I’ll be sure to laugh my ass off when that happens.”

“I knew you’d say something like that.” He pulled her against him.

She closed her eyes feeling his heartbeat. The breeze blew in through the window playing along both their fur. Munkustrap purred from the feeling.

“What time are we leaving?” She asked breaking the silence.

“I dunno. Whenever you want to I guess.” He rubbed her shoulder with his hand.

“Ok. I’m going for a shower. I’ll be back.” She kissed him gently then walked to the bathroom. He lay on the bed with his hands behind his head. He’d never gotten it that good. Not even from her. Maybe she was saving it. He grinned, “probably…”

Knock Knock

Munkustrap looked at the door. Who would honestly be knocking on the door? All their friends knew they were having their, special night. Maybe that was the problem. Quickly he put his sweat pants on. He opened the door to see Victor. He immediately shut it.

“Common man! I was just coming to see how you were doing.” Victor’s voice managed to get through the door. Munkustrap sighed and opened the door again.

“What do you want?” He asked lowly.

“Just to see how you are and ask how your night was. As a fellow tom, I have a right to know.” Victor winked.

“I’m sure you do.” He narrowed his eyes. Victor walked in and sat on a chair near the bed.

“So where’s your wife?”

“In the bathroom.”

“Oh, that’s cool that’s cool.”

Bombalurina could hear Victor outside and wasn’t to pleased. Her cloths were in the dresser. She grabbed a hotel towel. Hotel towels are always so small. She took a breath then walked out into the room.

“Well hello there.” Victor smiled, not in a sexual way but in a regular greeting way.

“Hi.” She replied walking past him. She could feel his eyes on her. He couldn’t help but notice that the towel just barley covered her. She grabbed her cloths and scurried back into the bathroom. She leaned her back against the door. God that was humiliating.

“So… how was your night?” Victor asked.

“It was good.” Munkus replied.

“No…” Munkustrap’s eyes widened.

“Oh yeah… Oh Munkus, don’t stop!” he made his voice high pitch mocking Bombalurina.

Munkustrap narrowed his eyes. He crossed his legs and his arms, “Your such a bugger…” Munkustrap glared, “Why are we even friends?”

Bombalurina walked out of the bathroom in some Jeans and a tight white t-shirt that said FLIRT on it, “What was that Munkus?” She asked running her fingers through her hair searching for any knots.

“Nothing… Hey Vic, why don’t you show Bomba your impression of her.” Munkustrap seemed a bit more content.

She sat on Munkustrap’s crossed lap and rested her head against his shoulder, “What impression?”

“No, it’s really not that good.” Victor scratched the back of his head nervously.

“Common, I’m sure it won’t kill you.” Munkustrap made a ‘pay-back’ smile.

Victor shifted in the chair nervously, “No, but she might…” 

“Well?” Bomba finally said when no one was saying anything.

“I was making fun of how you told Munkustrap not to stop.” Victor blurted out.

“What?” She looked confused.

“Common do it. I think she’ll like it.” Munkustrap laughed.

“Wait, last night?” Her look became angry.

“Maybe… “ Victor stood up keeping his distance.

She looked at Munkustrap, “What are you talking about?”

“Do it.” Munkustrap demanded Victor to do it.

“Oh yeah… Oh Munkus don’t stop…” Victor used the high pitch tone. He began laughing at himself. “Wow, now that I do that a second time, it makes it twice as funny.”

“You little!” She shot at him and pinned him to the floor, “You sick perverted poor excuse for a tom!” She held him down with her foot to his throat.

He went red from lack of air.

“Bomba stop it!” Munkustrap grabbed her and pinned her to the floor. She hit it hard losing her breath. She coughed and breathed heavily.

Victor sat up gasping for air, “Holy shit… Crazy fucking nut case!” He hissed at Bombalurina who was lying on the floor with Munkustrap kneeling beside her.

Danica had been walking by and heard her daughter yelling something about a perverted tom. By instinct, she opened the door and ran in, “Baby?” her voice was filled with concern. She went straight to Bombalurina’s side and forced her to sit up, “What happened?”

“I tried to choke Victor then Munkustrap tackled me.” She replied rubbing her sore back.

“I didn’t want you to go to jail for killing him.” Munkustrap kissed her forehead.

“Yeah as if I haven’t killed someone before and gotten away with it.” Bombalurina snapped back. Then she fell silent “Oh Shit…”

“Hold on what?” Dan’s voice was now confused, “You’ve killed someone before?”

“Yeah I mean… I worked in the army right?” She replied back nervously.

“Oh… that’s right.” Dan sat up straight again, “Sorry forgot.”

“It’s ok mom.” She hugged Dan, “Munkus… I want to go home. Now.”

“I agree.” He helped her up.

1 month later…

The couple was happily at home with no one to bother them.  Munkustrap was lying on top of the covers watching TV in the bedroom. Pretty early for him. It was only 9: 40. Bombalurina came in and undressed. Munkustrap kept his eyes to himself. He wasn’t interested in watching her dress. He was more respectable then that. She crawled into bed beside him in a t-shirt and cotton pj pants.

Munkustrap rolled over onto her, surprising her, “Hi baby.” He purred kissing her nose. She gave him a never convincing smile. “What’s a matter?”

“Nothing…” She replied softly.

“Oh come now, every time I even give you a signal that I want to share love with you your always interested.” He frowned and stroked her cheek, “You can tell me.”

“I’m pregnant.” She looked up at him with big eyes.

Munkustrap sat up a bit, “Your… what?”

“Please don’t make me repeat it.” She frowned, “How do you feel about it?”

He sat up completely and smiled, “I’m gonna be a daddy.”

“Aww.” She hugged him, “I’m glad you’re ok with it, cause I don’t want another abortion.”

Munkustrap gave her a very strange look.

“I was just kidding.” She laughed.

He sighed relieved, “Oh thank god…”

“I’m going to be a mother…” She exhaled while Munkustrap lay with his ear against her stomach.

“Yeah… And your gonna make a great one.” He rubbed her stomach, “Just be careful. Don’t fall down the stairs anymore.”

“What, you think I do that for fun!” She spat back laughing.

“Yeah, you do it often enough to have someone think that.” He laughed.

“I can’t help it… I’m clumsy…” She hated to admit that.

“Yeah. You’d trip over your own tail if it were any longer.” He kissed her stomach.

“We’ll have to contain ourselves.”

“Contain ourselves? From what?”

“No sex.”

He stayed quiet, then replied, “I know. I’ll just… get a hooker.”

“Munkustrap that’s not even funny.” She grasped his wrist hard.

“Ow ow, baby release.” He twisted his hand. She let him go, “I’m sorry. I wasn’t serious though.”

“You better not have been!” She frowned, “I love you way to much to loose you to a hooker.”

“Don’t worry… I love you way to much to need a hooker…” He hugged her.

4 Months Pregnant…

Bombalurina was hanging over the toilet seat vomiting. Munkustrap sat beside her patting her back. “The pour queen.” He thought to himself. She had been shedding a lot and had a painful headache. “It’s ok sweety.”

“Ok?” She looked up at him, “Why don’t you try being-” She was cut off by having to put her face toward the toilet again. He helped her up,

“Would you like to go lay down?” He asked softly.

“No,” she shoved his hand away, “I want to stop vomiting and stop shedding!”

“Yeah you need to go lay down.” He guided her back into the bed, “You need to rest.”

“Oh fuck off!” She hissed swatting at him. He backed off immediately and left the room. She was so moody lately. He hated it when she was mad all the time. Usually that only came once a month but now it was 9 months straight. He picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

“H-Hi Alonzo, is Dem there?”

“Sure… Why do you sound so shaken up? Is everything ok?”

“Bomba’s just in a bad mood.”

“Oh… DEM!” Alonzo yelled.