*Authors note* This story one Demimajerrie's fanfic contest for Valintines day ^^

Mungojerrie was sitting on the tire with Rumpelteazer, watching the clouds floating by. It was a bit chilly outside, but for the time of season it was pretty nice.

“Valentines day is coming up.” Teazer stated not taking her eyes off the sky.

“Yep.” Jerrie replied simply. Jerrie was actually very aware of it. He had just recently fallen head over heels for Electra, and he had no idea why! He just bumped into her the other day and saw her as a whole new queen.

“Who are you taking to the Valentines ball?” Teazer asked looking at him, who was still looking up.

Jerrie looked at her, “What does it matter?”

”I don’t know.” Teazer scratched her orange ear, “Just curious.”

Jerrie had a feeling Teazer wanted him to take her but he had his heart set on Electra. “I um… I’m going to ask Electra…”

A huge smile went across Teazer’s face, “Aww Jerrie!” She flung at him with a hug.

“You realize I said ‘Electra’, right?” He wasn’t hugging her back, considering he was confused by her actions.

“I know!” She squealed, “I think that’s adorable!”

“Oh,” He let out a sigh of relief, “I’m glad you’re not upset.”

“How are you gonna ask her?” Teazer looked at him excitedly. “You should get her something!”

But what could he get her? Not flowers - everybody got flowers. Chocolates would be nice, but the candy store had hi-tech security cameras, and not to mention Mungojerrie would probably eat them all before they got to her. He wanted to give her a special gift. A really special gift. A gift like... “I could write her a poem!”

“Oh that’s a neat-o idea!” Teazer squealed again, “Well you better snap to it Mister!”

“Er, right.” He replied standing up, “Any idea where I could find some paper?”

Rumpelteazer’s upbeat, overjoyed expression went down to a blank look, “Um… Sorry no. Maybe you should ask Jennyanydots.”

“Oh good idea!” He smiled, “I’ll see you around Teazer.”

”Bye Jerrie!” She waved, “Good luck with that poem!”

“What poem?” Electra asked sitting beside Teazer.

Teazer looked at her in horror, “Um… the poem Jerrie is writing for Jenny?” She made out slowly making I up as she went along.

Electra looked at her confused, “Huh?”

“Jerrie was writing Jenny a poem for valentines day, obviously.” Teazer rolled her eyes with a cheeky grin, “Everyone loves Jenny.”

Jerrie was going through a garbage can looking for a pen and paper. He had been looking for quite some time and hadn’t found a thing. He had been making progress with the poem mentally, but kept forgetting lines as he went along.

“Electra’s so nice, she…. Does something with mice- Oh dangit why can’t I remember that line!” He snapped at himself, halfway inside a garbage can. “This is a big waste of time! I’m not going to find paper in this place!” He pulled himself out, dusting off his knees standing to his feet.

He was becoming frustrated with himself- he was starting to think this whole Valentines Day concept was stupid. “Who ever thought of a cat reciting a poem anyways? Oh… right the ball.”

He jumped up on the oven and starting thinking to himself, “I need to think up the poem. I need complete silence.” He closed his eyes thinking hard about words that rhymed and words that sounded clever together.

“Mungojerrie!” A voice yelled. Jerrie opened one eye to see Skimbleshanks waving at him from across the yard, “Come here!”

Mungojerrie sighed what sounded like a growl. He got up (even though he didn’t want to) and walked to Skimble.

“Jerr, I need a big favour!” Skimble made a pleading smile, “I need you to give these chocolates to jenny for me.”

Jerrie took the chocolates after Skimble had shoved it into his chest, “Why can’t you give them to her? She knows you like her- you both are mates.”

“Yes but I have a train to catch, and I have to go- now!” Skimble cried, “Thanks a bunch Jerr!” Skimble darted away.

Jerrie slapped his forehead with his palm. At this rate he’d never have a poem ready for Electra. He carried the chocolates under his arm as he walked towards Jenny’s den.

Tumblebrutus and Pouncival dashed by attacking one another. “Whoa! Watch out!” Jerrie yelped dropping the chocolates as the two toms trampled them, not even noticing. Jerrie stood silent before letting out a loud yell, “Gah! Why! Why why why why why!” He kicked a can as hard as he could. He soared through the air, hitting Munkustrap right in the back of the head. “Whoops.”

Munkustrap turned around with an angry expression glued to his usual calm and serious face. Jerrie had enough problems with Munkustrap, but they weren’t big enough to ruin their friendship. It was just the basic ‘don’t be stealing from Macavity’ and whatnot. When he saw Munkustrap’s new look, he knew he was in trouble.

“Jerrie?” Munkustrap began through clenched teeth.

“Yeah Munkustrap?” He flattened his ears slightly, praying for sympathy.

“Why did you kick a freaking can at me?” He hissed.

“It was an accident Munkustrap! Honest, I was… never mind.” Jerrie glared at his feet. Munkustrap stomped away, his tail swishing angrily. Jerrie looked at the crushed chocolates to his left. He sighed and headed for the gates.

It was his fault, for letting those chocolates fall and he would have to go get new ones. How was beyond him but he had to figure something out. He saw a corner shop, with Valentine decorations in the window, and hoped there would be some in there.

He crept inside, and down one of the isles. He found the kind that Skimble had bought and swiftly grabbed it.

“Ahh!” A woman screeched, “A stray!”

“Where!” Jerrie screamed dropping the chocolates looking around in horror, “Who me?” He asked realizing he was the only cat there. The woman screamed again, as a man approached them with a broom. “Seems I’ve overstayed my welcome.” Jerrie muttered grabbing the chocolates and darting out the door.

When he reached the junkyard, he sat down for a moment, catching his breath, holding the chocolates to his chest like it was to save his life. No way in this life would he let those chocolates face the fate of the last.

“Jerrie? Are you ok?” Teazer asked padding over to him.

Jerrie looked at her, “Yeah. I’m ok.”

“I thought you were making Electra a poem, not getting chocolates.” Teazer made a funny expression. “No luck with the poem eh?”

“No, that’s not it at all!” Jerrie replied jumping to his feet, “I tried to make a poem, but I couldn’t find any paper! Then Skimble asked me to take some chocolates to Jenny! Then Pouncival and Tumble trampled those chocolates so I had to run to the shop and steal a new box and nearly got beaten down with a broom, so YES no luck with the poem!” He yelled at the top of his lungs.

“Want me to run those to Jenny?” Teazer asked softly.

“Yes.” Jerrie took a breath and handed them to her. “That’d be helpful.”

“Why don’t you go rest up? You look exhausted.” Teazer frowned holding the heart shaped box tightly.

“Yeah… I’ll just have to figure something out when I get up before the ball.” Jerrie sighed.

That evening…

Jerrie was sleeping in the oven, dreaming away about all sorts of things. Many of the Jellicles were around that area stretching and dancing about, preparing for the Valentines ball.

Teazer poked her head into the oven tapping Jerrie on the shoulder, “Jerr? Jerr wake up!”

Jerrie sat up quickly hitting his head on the roof of the oven, “Ooooooh!” He groaned holding both hands on his head, “Ooooooowie!”

“Jerr, are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He muttered rubbing his sore head.

“The ball’s starting soon, you need to get up now.” Teazer smiled anxiously.

“What’s the point?” Jerrie dropped his hands to his lap with an upset look on his face, “I didn’t get Electra anything and I didn’t even get to make a poem yet.”

“Don’t worry Jerr, everything will be fine,” Teazer smiled again, “You’ll see!”

“Yeah, I’ll see myself make a complete idiot out of myself.” He frowned. Teazer pulled him out of the oven. The music picked up and the Jellicles began to dance.

“Come dance, it’ll make you fell better!” Teazer grinned dancing on the spot.

“No, you go ahead. I’ll dance later…” He frowned going towards the car.

Teazer frowned as well. She didn’t like seeing Mungojerrie depressed.

Jerrie was sitting on the car, watching everyone else dance and enjoy themselves. He let out a pitiful sigh and frowned.

Teazer and Electra came over to him, “Here he is!”

“Teazer said you had something for me.” Electra smiled up at him on the car.

“What?” Jerrie sat up straighter, “Then she lied.”

“No, no you had a poem for her!” Teazer giggled.

“I do not.” Jerrie scowled.

“Yes you do!” Teazer giggled again, “Come on lets hear it!”

“Come on Jerrie!” Demeter smiled.

“Yeah, go for it!” Munkustrap smiled as well. By this time most of the tribe was crowded around the old car looking up at him, while he looked down at them, scared and a little embarrassed.

Jerrie stood up shakily. How would he pull this off? He swallowed hard and began:

“There someone I think is incredible and neat,
Someone amazing, cunning and meek.
She’s orange, brown black white and red,
She’s awfully pretty, that’s what I said…” Jerrie blushed after saying that.

“I really wanted to give her something she’d like,
But I hit Munkustrap and nearly started a fight.
I dropped Skimbles Gift on the ground
And had to run quickly into town.

A man came at me with a broom,
So I took one look and out I zoomed!
Today was crazy insane and chaotic,
I’m surprised I haven’t gone completely psychotic.

Electra, I like ya, can’t ya see?
Please, dance won’t ya with me?” Jerrie folded his hands, and smiled at her.

Electra giggled like mad, “Of course Jerrie! That poem must have taken you ages to make!” He grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into the dancing.

He smiled and rolled his eyes, “Yeah, something like that.”

The End