Demeter was lying in the sun on top of the car taking in the suns rays. Her fur gleamed like gold. Her soft purr was the only sound heard. The Junkyard was so quiet. That was unusual with all the kittens running around. They made so much noise sometimes, and usually it was cause by the entrance of the Tugger. Typical really. Demeter didn’t like Tugger all that much. It wasn’t like she hated him or anything she just thought he was very immature and at his age. He flirted way too much. As a young adult he should be looking for a queen to become mates with. That was just Demeter’s opinion. She was sure the kittens thought otherwise.

What bothered her the most was that her closest friend Bombalurina was head over heels for him. She could get almost any tom she desired and she chose Tugger. “Terrible taste.” Demeter thought to herself. All this thought of Tugger made her purr start to fade.

As for her, she always thought Munkustrap was kind of cute. Everyone thought they made a cute couple but Munkustrap didn’t seem too interested in her. That made Demeter slightly sad some days but she knew she shouldn’t let a tom get the best of her.

There was a loud thud and the car shook. Demeter sat up startled and looked on the trunk of the car. Bombalurina was crouched on it from her landing. “Hi Dem.” Her usual sultry tone didn’t have its usual sound. Demeter didn’t ask what was wrong. She knew she was going to get the reason weather she wanted to or not. “I hate toms.” Bombalurina sat beside the golden queen with her arms crossed.

“My everlasting cat I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say that. Ever.” Demeter sounded astounded, “Tugger right?” Bombalurina nodded with frown. Demeter hugged the older queen, “I’ve been telling you forever: Tugger isn’t for you. He’s not worth all this heart ache.” She could tell that Bomba wasn’t really up for a lecture on how much better she could be doing. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Tugger’s just a big jerk.” Bombalurina’s expression looked deeply depressed, “I do everything he wants, and then he just dumps me.” Bombalurina pushed away Demeter’s hug.

“Once again, typical Tugger.” Demeter smiled trying to make Bomba smile as well. All attempts failed. “What would you do if Tugger came up to you right now?”

“I’d tell him how much I hate him and that I’d rather be dating trash because it treats me better.” She pouted.

“Well here’s your chance, he’s coming this way.” Demeter made a little giggle at her remark about trash. Bombalurina’s head snapped to the direction the Tugger was coming from. She bolted into the car through the broken window. “Where are you going?” She asked softly poking her head in.

“If he asks I’m not here.” She whispered lying on her stomach on the seat so she was hidden. Demeter sat up straight again preparing to face the Tugger.

“Hi Demeter.” He smiled charmingly, “Not that I need to ask, but have you seen Bomba?” he jumped onto the car next to her. Bombalurina stayed as low as she could.

“No.” Demeter replied simply and quick. She wanted Tugger out of here so her and Bomba could do something besides sulk over him.

”See I know that’s a lie.” He pointed a finger at Demeter nearly touching her nose. He was pretty close to her to begin with.

She slapped his hand away, “Why do you say that?”

“Because I saw the pretty queen dart into the car.” He smiled almost laughing, his thumb over his shoulder pointing to the broken window.

“That wasn’t Bombalurina.” Demeter needed to cover it up; of course how she was going to do that wasn’t exactly planned out yet.

“Oh yeah? Then who was it?” He knew Demeter was lying. He also knew that Demeter would lie for Bombalurina.

“It was…” Demeter paused. “Damn I can’t pull this off.”

“Mhm…” Tugger smiled. He peered into the car seeing Bomba laying on her stomach, “Hi pretty kitty.” He cooed. She sat up looking very irritated. He slid beside her on the seat, “How are you?”

She just glared at him for minutes that felt like hours.

“By the way your looking at me, I can tell I’ve upset you. What have I done now?” He laughed.

“It’s not funny you fat sack of crap!” She hissed slapping his chest, nails scrapping him.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” He backed off a little bit, “What got your tail in a twist?” He snapped.

Bombalurina looked up at Demeter watching the two. She was looking for words that she couldn’t find. “Go on Bomba, tell him what you told me.”

Her gaze went back from Demeter to the tom before her, “Tugger…” She made a dramatic pause.

Tugger motioned for her to hurry up, “Spit it out already.”

She hissed at him, “I hate you! You never let me take my time for anything!”

“That’s what you wanted to say to me?” He sounded shocked.

“No, I just decided to let you know that.” She replied sharply, “I hate you more then anything! Trash treats me better then you do!”

He was looking at her all puzzled, “Wait what? Did I miss something?”

“Tugger, your such a jerk! You just use me to get what you want like a back rub or to give you all the kisses you want! Well guess what: not anymore fleabag! It’s over!” She leapt out of the car storming past Demeter.

Demeter looked down at the Tugger who looked mystified. Maybe he was still trying to contemplate what had happened. She went after Bomba not even giving him a second look. Demeter ran around the Junkyard looking for her, but couldn’t seem to find her. Where could she be? She heard rustling near her and jumped back. Mistoffelees emerged from some trash.

“Oh Mistoffelees you startled me…” She let out a sigh of relief.

“I’m my apologize.” The black cat replied with a smile of courtesy.

“Your friend Tugger has really outdone himself this time.” She added lowly.

“Tugger? What did he do?” The tom knew Tugger always did something wrong. Wasn’t too big of a surprise. He was actually kind of half expecting him to do something today. He hadn’t caused trouble in some time.

“He’s broken Bombalurina’s heart.” Demeter frowned.

“Again?” Mistoffelees’ tone didn’t sound surprised.

“No he really has. She actually confronted him and told him everything wrong he’s done. She broke up with him.” Demeter exclaimed.

He was quiet trying to take in everything, “Oh my…” He mumbled, “Where is Tugger?”

“He’s in the old car. Maybe you should go talk to him.” She suggested. She didn’t care much for Tugger but maybe that would keep Tugger occupied for a while. Mistoffelees nodded and made his way to the car taking his time.

“Does that mean you care that Tugger is upset?” Bombalurina’s voice came.

Demeter spun around facing her, “Bomba there you are! You gave me quite a fright disappearing like that.”

“Sorry. I’m just came to say I wanted to be alone and not to come looking for me anymore.” She softly stated.

“What? Why? Don’t you need me right now to comfort you?” Demeter sounded surprised. Bomba always wanted her around even when Demeter didn’t need to be there.

“I just want to be alone ok?” She spat and walked past Demeter. Demeter feared the worst. If Bombalurina was going to become a wreak, she didn’t want her wandering outside the junkyard. What could she do though?

Mistoffelees approached the car and heard soft sobs. He was baffled. Who was crying? He saw Cassandra crying quietly near the oven. “Cass?” He asked softly. She looked up at him sadly, “What’s the matter?”

“Alonzo and I… we… broke up…” She whipped away her tears watching the black furred tom sit beside her.

“Don’t be sad Cass… I’m sure there are other toms that could love you twice as much as he ever could.” He patted her back.

“Why do you care?” She shifted away form him a little, “You’re the conjuring cat, your not usually seen talking or thinking about relationships.”

“Just because I’m never seen talking or thinking about them doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to have a special queen in my life.” He replied.

“You’re an awesome tom Misto, what queen wouldn’t want to be with you if you asked them?” She had stopped crying.

“I don’t know. I’m not really interested in any queens around here. I’m still waiting for the right one to come around.” He looked around, “There must be many toms that are interested in you.”

“Yeah… probably…” her tone was soft. “Where were you off to?”

“I was going to see Tugger.” Mistoffelees replied. He snapped back to reality remembering that he was suppose to be going to find Tugger, “I’m sorry Cass but I need to go find Tugger.” He stood up, “I’ll see you later and I hope you feel better.”

“Thanks Misto…” He softly replied watching him walk away.

“Tugger?” He called approaching the car, “You there?”

“Yes…” He mumbled sounding angry still sitting in the car.

Mistoffelees jumped beside him on the seat, “What’s a matter? You sound angry.”

“What’s the matter is that Bomba just walked out on me!” He spat. “Who does she think she is?”

“Well Tugger… to be honest, you never treated her all that well.” Mistoffelees admitted, “You could ask anyone else, and they’d probably agree with me.”

Tugger shot him a nasty look, “it’s not my fault she can’t take a joke.”

“Maybe you made one to many jokes…” He added, “Tugger if you really like her, you’d apologize and hope she’ll ever talk to you again.”

Bombalurina had left the Junkyard and wandered pretty far away. She was sprawled on a rock wall showing off every elegant curve she had purring to herself. She was purposely trying to draw attention. She stretched out and let out a dreamy sigh.

Macavity sniffed the air. He could smell a queen, a familiar one. He always loved to have get togethers with old friends. He padded around looking for her. He spotted red on a wall and knew that he had found the queen. He found a spot where he could be kept hidden but still see her. He watched her for several minutes. She sat up and jumped off the wall. Se laid on the grass and rolled about. “Is she in heat?” He asked himself. Her scent didn’t tell him that but he could be wrong.

Bomba rolled in the grass enjoying the lush moist feeling it had. She purred loudly and mewed for a second. Macavity couldn’t contain himself. He had to approach her. It was now or never. He padded towards her silently still keeping the element of surprise. He was only a few feet away now and he was wondering how to let her know he was there. He didn’t have to though. She sat up and looked at him. Her eyes went big and she stumbled back on her rump.

“Hello Ms. Red.” He had a very low and deep tone. She was trembling, regretting that she came so far or even left the junkyard, “Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.” He knelt down in front of her.

She moved back until her back was up against the wall. “What do you want?”

“Let me ask my questions first.” He interrupted her. She glared at him. He was so rude. Almost like Tugger, “Are you in heat?”

“What?” His question wasn’t what she expected.

“Answer the question.” He demanded, “Are you?” She could tell he was anxious and wanted her to be in heat.

“No…” She replied bitterly. That was actually her being honest.

“No matter. Doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fin with you right?” he moved closer to her.

“Stay away from me!” she warned trying to back up more, although she was against a wall.

“No. You were teasing me with your purring and rolling around.” He grinned. His head nuzzled against her shin.

“Back off!” She kissed kicking him in the head. She stood up to run but he grabbed her tail and flung her into the wall again. She hit it hard becoming unconscious. When she came to her senses Macavity was holding her down. She struggled to a great extent forcing him to let go of her. She stood up and dashed away. Macavity wasn’t giving up. He pursued her until he tackled her down. He held his hand to her neck choking her.

“Show you to try and get away!” He hissed. Her hand slapped him harshly across the face. He slapped her back. She grasped his hand that held her throat. He grasped her wrist holding onto it tightly creating bruises. She gasped for air. Everything went blank.

She woke up being carried by a silver figure. Her face nestled up against his chest. “Thank heavyside for you Munkustrap.” She said in her mind. It went dark again as she lost consciousness. She woke up again to see Demeter’s green eyes watching her.

“Bomba?” Her voice was filled with hope. “Bomba!” She flung at her hugging the dear queen.

“Ow careful.” She replied. Her back was killing her and her had pounding. She was lying on an old blanket, which didn’t cause much comfort.

Munkustrap appeared from behind Demeter, “Are you um… are you ok?”

“Yeah… besides the fact that my head is pounding my back is aching and my wrist is all bruised up, I’m fine.” He sarcastically replied.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner… At least Macavity didn’t get a chance to rape you or anything.” He frowned.

“What did he get to do?” She narrowed her eyes.

“That’s not the point Bomba.” Demeter interrupted, “The point is that he saved your life.”

“Whatever Demeter, stick up for your love why don’t ya…” Bombalurina mumbled.

“Her what?” Munkustrap asked. He didn’t really hear her.

“Nothing.” Demeter covered Bomba’s mouth before she could say anything else, “Thanks for saving her Munkus, although I’m sure we could do without her.” She teased.

“Maybe I should have just let Macavity take me.” Bomba frowned. “Thanks for your help though Munkus.” She smiled, “What would we all do without you?”

That evening…

Munkustrap was sitting on the tire thinking. He felt the cool air brush against him. It was nice and quiet. Then he felt something warm brush against him. He turned his head to see the bruised up Bombalurina rubbing her shoulder against him.

“Oh hi Bombalurina.” He greeted.

“Hi Munkus.” She smiled sitting beside him, “Nice night.”

“Yeah…” He exhaled softly.

“Um… thanks for saving me from Macavity. I don’t know why I wandered out so far and why I was doing what I was…”

“Don’t worry about it.” Munkustrap’s warm smile made her feel better about it, “I didn’t want Macavity to rape you. I don’t think anyone would.”

She smiled resting her furry head on his shoulder. She felt so protected with him there. Maybe she was just glad she made it out safe. Well, safer then she would have on her own. She felt his hand touch hers but quickly withdraw itself. She made a secret smile at his action.

He cleared his throat just to break the silence that had occurred. She turned her head to face him. He faced her. He turned away blushing.

“You know…” She laid across his lap looking up at him, “Demeter thinks the world of you.”

“She does?” Munkustrap sounded astonished, “Really?”

“Oh yeah…” She replied closing her eyes, “She always talks about you. She’s probably kill going to me for talking to you about all this. She’s really shy you know.”

“I see…”

“Yeah… I best be going you know. She gets worried when I stay out to late. She’s probably freaking right now because of what happened with Macavity.”

“Ok… By Bomba.” Munkustrap waved. “She likes me?”

“In the morning…

Demeter woke up. She just lay there looking up at the sky. She saw a few birds flying by above her. She rolled on her side sitting up. She had fallen asleep in the oven. Scarlet fur blew in the wind beside her. No shock that Bombalurina had fallen asleep next to her. The two always shared a bed. I guess that was because they could protect each other if anything happened. Demeter yawned showing her teeth. Bombalurina sat up as well. Her hazel eyes drowsy and looked sleepy.

“Hi Bomba.” Demeter softly began, “Where were you last night?”

Bombalurina stretched out her arms above her head, “I was sitting on the tire.”

“Munkustrap was sitting on the tire. Last night.” Demeter’s voice went silent, “What did you do?”

“Nothing, talked, chatted.” She smiled dreamily.

“About what?” She asked curiously.

“Nothing in particular.” She laid down on her stomach looking out of the oven.

“What did you tell him…?” Demeter sounded worried.

“Ok… I’ll tell you but do you promise not to get mad?”

“Maybe…”

“Ok… maybe I might have told him that you liked him…”

“You idiot!” Demeter slapped her in the back of the head.

“Ow!” Bombalurina hissed, “I thought you’d be happy that I told him for you! If I didn’t say something you never would have!”

“I was waiting for the right moment.” Demeter frowned, “why did you have to do that!”

“I’m sorry but just think, now he might ask you. You should be thanking me you ungrateful little,” She stopped not wanting to say something mean.

Demeter took a deep breath, “I’m sorry Bomba… For hitting you. Thanks for telling him.” She made a funny smile.

“Your welcome. I’m still tried so I’m going back to sleep now.” She rested her head on her arms. Demeter was also tired so she laid back down beside her. Bombalurina nestled up next to her purring softly. Demeter found the sound comforting and drifted off to sleep.

The Tugger was sitting on the car watching the two talk before they went back to sleep. She was so beautiful. He wanted to be the one being nestled up to by her. He wanted to run over to her right then and steal her away.

“Tugger?” Old D began, “What are you doing out this late?”

“Nothing.” He stopped staring at her and looked up at his stepfather.

Old D looked to where he was staring, “Oh… Bombalurina right?”

Tugger nodded, “I can’t believe she left me…”

“Well you haven’t always been the nicest to Bombalurina.” Old D explained, “You never treat her the way a queen should be treated. She’s had a harsh past Tugger.”

“Harsh?” The Tugger repeated, “What do you mean by harsh?”

“Well…” Old D sat preparing to tell a story, “See when we first found her, she was beat and pretty much broken. Her and Demeter were raised in Macavity’s territory. Bombalurina had been raped and beaten when we found her. One of Macavity’s henchcats had really outdone themselves. Her fur was a mess and dried blood covered parts of her fur.’

Tugger nodded understanding. “What about Demeter?”

“Well, she was still with Macavity. He used both of them as ‘pets’ I’ll put it. Beating them and such. When Bombalurina came to her scenes after being taken care of, she returned back to Macavity and demanded he let Demeter go. I don’t know how she managed to get Demeter but she did.”

“Why doesn’t anyone know of this?” He asked. A big thing like that happening would have spread through the junkyard like a forest fire.

“Some of them know, Jellylorum and Jennyanydots know. They helped take care of her. You only ever sat Bombalurina when she was settled in the Junkyard and feeling better with Demeter.” He replied.

“Wow I didn’t know she had such a rough life…” He frowned, “Everlasting cat I shouldn’t have treated her like that.” He buried his face in his hands miserably.

“It’s ok Tugger.” Old D tried to comfort him, “Cats make mistakes, you just make more then others sometimes.”

Bombalurina woke up again and just stared towards the side of the oven that she was facing. She felt something on her and sat up slightly. Demeter’s head was resting on just above her hip on her side. She slept quietly. She didn’t want to disrupt her but she didn’t want to stay in that position. Her side was hurting. She sat up causing Demeter to wake up.

“Oh sorry, I was trying not to wake you.”

“It’s ok.” Demeter sat up wondering why she was using Bombalurina’s side as a pillow.

Bomba sat up resting her back against the inside of the oven, “Come here.” Bombalurina motioned for her to come towards her. Demeter crawled towards her and waited. Bombalurina pulled her into a hug and rested her head against her chest, “This way your not crushing my hip with your fat head.” Bombalurina laughed.

“My heads not fat.” Demeter spat, “I have a normal sized head. You’re the one with huge b-”

“Ok, you have a normal sized head.” Bombalurina interrupted her. She stroked her face, “You have a fat nose though.”

“No I don’t!” Demeter hissed swatting her hand away, “Stop being mean.”

“I was just playing Dem.” She purred softly, “You take things to offensively.”

“That’s cause your saying mean things.” She narrowed her eyes up at her.

“Well you were gonna say something mean your self.” She shot back playfully.

“I was gonna say something true.” She replied.

“You were gonna say have a big butt.” She scowled at her, “My butt is a nice size.”

“That’s not what I was gonna say.” Demeter giggled.

“It isn’t? Then what were you gonna say?”

“Never mind.” She shook her head smiling, “Think of a word staring with a ‘b’ that you have.”

There was a long pause, and then Bombalurina started laughing, “I don’t have that!”

“Not that you twit!” She hissed slapping her arm that held her, “Something feminine.”

“Oh…” She said sounding calmer, “Thanks Dem.” She hugged her tighter kissing the top of her head.

“I wasn’t complimenting you.” She moved her head not wanting a friendly kiss, “I was stating a fact.” She struggled to get out of the hug. Bombalurina let her go. Demeter crawled off her lap and sat beside her.

“So what should we do today?” She asked.

“We could sun bath.” She suggested.

“That’s a nice idea.” She nodded. She love to sunbath and maybe that’s what she needed, a good nap in the sun, “But we just woke up.”

“That’s true…” Demeter thought again, “We could go find you a new tom.” She smirked.

“I like that one too.”

“I thought you would.” Demeter laughed.

The Tugger dropped down form the top of the oven, “Well here’s your new tom.” He smiled.

“Tugger what do you want?” Demeter spat.

“Bomba, I’m so sorry for being such a jerk to you.” He frowned, “I didn’t know your life had been so hard and… painful.”

“What do you know about my life?” She hissed, “Your nothing but a greedy tom.”

“No, I’m not. Well not anymore. I’ll change babe. I’ll change for you!” He smiled moving towards them. Both queens watched him with angry glares, “I will Bomba, I really will. I do whatever it takes to get you back.

“You haven’t answered my question which proves you still don’t listen to me.” She growled.

“What was the question?”

“What do you know about my life and how?”

“My dad and I had a talk.” He replied softly, “I’m so sorry you had to live that way.” She looked away. Why had Old D done that? Tugger was the last cat on earth she wanted knowing about her past. “I’m hoping you’ll accept me back because… you’re the only queen I want…I’d treat you like the queen you are.”

“Tugger…” She blushed.

“Common baby, lets get back together again. I’ll be everything you want and more.” He was so close now she could see every detail on his handsome face. “I love you. You’re the prettiest queen alive.”

“Dem…” She purred not taking her eyes off the Tugger.

“What?” She asked.

“Get out of the oven…”

“Why?”

By the time she had asked why, Bombalurina already was kissing the Tugger and had him on his back, resting her body on his, “Mmm…” She purred through the kiss.

Demeter stuck out her tongue in disgust. She left not being amused by Bombalurina’s behavior. She became infatuated way to easily. Demeter crawled out of the oven and stood up dusting off her gold and black fur.

“Hi.” She heard a soft voice begin. She looked up to see the silver tom Munkustrap with his hands behind his back. “These are for you.” He smiled handing her some lovely flowers.

“Thanks you.” She smiled taking them and smelling them. “That was very thoughtful.”

“Bomba and I spoke last night and she said something’s…” He began.

“I know…” She replied bitterly, “I gave her a good slap in the head for it.”

“So she was just babbling on?” He inquired sounding a bit down.

“Oh no, she wasn’t suppose to say anything. I was going to but was to shy to say anything to you.” She blushed.

“Oh. So, Dem what do you think? Want to be my mate?” He asked holding his arms open for her.

“Yes.” She smiled happily hugging him, “I do.” She took his hand.

“Lets go tell my father the good news.” He smiled, “I’m sure he’d be happy to know you’re my mate.”

“Alright.” She nodded with a smile. Things were turning around.

Mistoffelees was watching the Tugger make his move but stopped when Bombalurina had thrown herself at him. He was sitting on an old dresser pilled up high on some junk. He sighed. When would he find the right queen for himself?

“Mistoffelees?” A sweet voice asked from behind, “What are you doing up here all alone?” It was Victoria.

“Nothing.” He turned to her, “I was helping Tugger out but he’s ok on his own now.”

“What were you helping him with?” She asked sitting beside the conjuring cat.

“I was helping him get Bombalurina to accept him again, he’s alright now.’ He looked over his shoulder at them. Still kissing.

Victoria looked over as well, “So I guess Tugger is claimed?” Her words didn’t seem upset by it, more asking a regular every day question.

“Yeah.”

“That’s alright, I was never interested in him as a mate anyways.” Victoria shrugged, “I have someone else in mind.”

“Who might that be?” Mistoffelees asked.

“Plato.” She purred, “He’s so handsome and strong. Don’t you agree?”

“I’m a tom Vic, I’m sorry but I don’t really see him that way.” He laughed.

“Oh, sorry Mistoffelees.” She giggled, “Do you think he’d accept me?”

“Of course Victoria, you’re a nice queen, why wouldn’t he?” He smiled gently.

“Thanks Misto.” She stood up, “I’m going to find him.” With that she raced into the Junkyard.  Mistoffelees looked back at Bombalurina and the Tugger. Bombalurina was laying on her stomach as the Tugger brought his tongue up her back. She trembled in delight, probably because it tickled.

Mistoffelees wrinkled his nose. He wasn’t interested in watching Tugger give pleasure to a queen; he wasn’t that kind of tom. He left the scene and went off to find something to amuse himself with.

Demeter and Munkustrap sat on an old washer on the other side of the junkyard watching the kittens run around playing. Demeter hugged Munkustrap’s arm. He kissed the top of her head.

“Where’s Bomba?” he asked.

“Last time I saw her she was with Tugger… which in a way could be a bad thing.”

“Yes… Did her and Tugger make up?”

“Define make up.” Demeter gave a grin, “If you mean starting making out then…yes.”

Munkustrap stayed quiet, “That’s not what I ment but that answered my question.”

Demeter made a dreamy sigh and leaned against Munkustrap, “I’m so glad we’re together…”

“Me too.” He purred.

Bombalurina stepped out of the oven and threw her arms above her head stretching. Tugger crawled out and slid his hands up her legs and over her chest over her shoulders and down her back.

“Watch where you put your hands.” She purred moving his hands off her rump.

“I love you,” He smiled kissing the back of her neck.

“I love you too Tugger.” She mewed watching his hands play along the fur on her stomach.

“Tugger!” Etcetera squealed running to him followed by Jemima and Electra.

“Tugger?” Electra asked softly. Tugger stopped tickling Bomba’s stomach and turned to the kittens. “Tugger wha… what are you doing?”

“Nothing you?” He thought it was a typical question.

“No why were you kissing Bombalurina? Are you two back together?” Etcetera asked sadly.

“You could say that.” Bombalurina smiled wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders.

“Yes kits we are, and I’m not aloud to flirt.” He frowned, “Lousy rules huh?”

The kittens all frowned and starting sulking, “That’s no fair! You can’t get Tugger all to yourself! That’s selfish!” Electra snapped.

“That’s not selfish, that’s love.” Bombalurina kissed Tugger’s cheek. “Tugger lets go somewhere else. Somewhere quiet and so we can…” She put her mouth near his ear and whispered.

Tugger began getting all excited, “Ok.” He made a cheerful grin, “Sorry kits gotta run.” He took Bombalurina by the hand and rushed away.

“That Bombalurina!” Jemima narrowed her eyes, “Stealing Tugger away again!”

“Seems down right unfair!” Electra frowned.

Cassandra was sitting watching Alonzo talk with Victor and Admetus. She exhaled loudly and whipped away another tear that tried to show her sadness. She knew crying like this over a tom wasn’t necessary. Maybe, Alonzo was the one. The one she was ment to be with for the rest of her life. Why else would she be crying constantly?

“So how you taking the break up?” Victor asked sitting with the two other toms.

“I don’t know. I can’t stop thinking about her… Do you think… it was wrong of me to end the relationship?” Alonzo looked to the two for help.

“Alonzo if your upset about it and she’s upset about it, I’d say it was wrong.” Victor replied.

Admetus nodded, “What other reason could there be?”

Cassandra seemed to brighten up. She was hoping he would follow the twos advice. She missed him so much. His furry arms hugging her, keeping her warm. She smiled and left quietly not wanting to be seen. Alonzo didn’t really approve on spying. He thought it was an invasion of privacy.

She went to the tire and sat on it looking up to the sky that began to turn an orange. The sun was beginning to set. She could sleep peacefully knowing Alonzo might accept her again.

Victoria padded around the junkyard looking for Plato. “Plato?” She called, “You here?”

“Yeah, I’m here.” He pounced off of a junk pile in front of her,

She stumbled backwards managing to stay up straight, “You startled me!” She held her chest taking a breath.

“Sorry Vic.” He laughed warmly, “What do you need?”

“Um… Plato… I…” She couldn’t seem to find her wording.

“Wait, can I ask you something first?” He interrupted her.

She sighed, “Sure.”

“Victoria, your such a beautiful white queen. Many think your special because of your pure white coat. Would you… become my mate?” He asked shakily, “I know I’m nothing special myself, but…” He looked at the ground.

“Aw Plato you’re so sweet!” She hugged him, “It’s funny I was coming to ask the same thing.”

“You were?” He sounded surprised.

“Yes, I was. Now I know that, you would have said yes.” She hugged him.

“I’m so glad you said yes. You made me the happiest tom alive.” He purred holing her close. “I won’t let anything happen to you: ever.”

A little bit later…

The Tugger was lying beside Bombalurina on a large pillow at the far corner of the Junkyard. Boy had he had fun with her that evening. Her sexual appetite had tired him out. She was sleeping beside him. He couldn’t sleep though, no matter how much he needed and wanted to. Seeing her was to distracting. He stroked her side feeling her scarlet fur: soft as satin. He laid on his side with his chest against her back feeling her vibrate from her purring. She began talking in her sleep. Mostly just mumbling nonsense. He tapped her shoulder, “Bomba, are you awake?” He asked softy.

“No…” She replied dryly.

“Oh…shame… guess I’ll have to help myself.” He laughed putting his hand on her hip.

“Hey…” She sat up smiling, “Knock that off.”

“What were you dreaming about?” He asked pulling at her tail teasingly.

“My dreams are non of your business.” She replied moving her tail out of reach of him.

“I understand…” he sat up as well, “You were dreaming of making love to me again…” He kissed around her jaw line.

“You wish.” She rolled her eyes, “I don’t need to dream of doing that. I know you’d do that first sign I’d give.”

“Damn right I would.” He laughed lying back down. Stars filled the sky. Bombalurina laid next to him looking up. “Wanna do it again?”

“Try wishing on a star…” She purred rolling onto him.

“I didn’t even get a chance to wish yet!” He chuckled.

“Too bad…”