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Summary: The battle for Misto! Elise wrote the odd numbered chaps, I wrote the evens.
Chapter 1
Viccy walked along the rail to the steps of her house. She was having
major problems now-a-days. Now that she was a teenage jellicle, and
almost an adlut she was faced with diffcult choices. The biggest one so
far was chooseing a mate. There was Plato, he was a wonderful dancer and
was very humorus. There was Tugger...naw, not him, he was too
egotistacal, and wouldn't be faithful enough. Alonzo? Yes, well very
handsome, but a little bit rusty when it came to brains. She sighed and
flopped down on the rail swishing her tail lazily from side to side. She
looked up and saw a pair of bright blue eyes. "Epp!!! Oh, Mistoffelees,
it's just you!" She smiled at her best friend and he smiled back. "What
are you thinking about??" He asked with a grin. "Girl stuff." She
replied. "Ohhh, I see. But remember if your thoughts are strong enough,
I can read your mind...." "You wouldn't!" He just smiled and winked.
"Come on, I'll race ya to the junkyard!" With that she took off, knowing
Misto would cheat one way or another. He watched her with a cocky grin
and slowly followed. Vici finally reached the place and was breathing
heavily. "Ha! I think...I...won!" But in a shimmer of sparks Misto
appaered. "Nope, think again my albino buddy." He smirked. "Shoot!" She
coughed. He laughed and pounced on her, growling playfully. She smiled
and swatted at his ears, then she flipped over, making Misto and her
change places, now she was on top and Misto looked stunned. "Thanks you
Munkustrap!" She laughed. "He taught you to fight!?" Misto cried not
being able to belive such a....practical...cat like Munk teaching his
half-sister to fight. "Correction, he's teaching me to fight. I keep
running in with that pollicle next door." "Fi Fi? The one that looks
like she stcuk her paw in a light socket?" Vici nodded. The they both
burst out laughing, thinking about the ugly black poodle. "Her master
always ties these dorky bows in her fur and she looks so...." She was
cut off by her own laughs taking over her voice. Mistoffelees, suddenly
turned around sharply and stopped laughing. "Macavity!" He hissed, and
sure enough Macavity slinked out from behind an old couch. "Well, well,
if it isn't Mr. Magic Kitten, and his little friend snow white." He
growled. "What do you want?" Viccy hissed. "Wel, I just came here
looking for Demeter, you wouldn't happen to know where she is would you
sweetie?" Viccy lowered her eyes and frowned. "No, I don't know where
she is! And even if I did I wouldn't tell professor scum-cat." "That
wil be enough!" Mavity roared and snached up Victoria and held her with
one huge paw. "You need yo learn to respect your elders!" He growled in
her face then tossed her agasint a wall. Misto watched in horror and
dove for Macavity, sctraching his ears and biting his neck. Macavity
yowled in pain and swatted at the nawing Back thing on his neck.
"Jellicle leach!" He said and threw him off, with that he walked back to
his lair to repair his wounds.
Chapter 2
Misto ran over to Vicki. "You okay?" he said, trying to sound as calm
as possible, which wasn't terribly calm. But hey, it was an attempt.
Vicki looked up. "Yeah, I think so," she said, gingerly getting up.
"Man, that Macavity has a knack for timing."
"Timing?" Misto questioned.
"Mmm, hmm," Vicki answered, and looked away. "Which cats did Macavity
capture before you nabbed you? I forget." She hadn't really, she
wanted
to comfirm something.
"Lessee, there were a lot. Mungo and Rumple, obviously, and then
there
was Plato-" (Note: Plato is Mac in disguise, but instead of making
them
one, I decided to make Plato an agent of Macavity. Read BTJ 2:
Calling
Me Back on my site for more on that.)
Vicki cut him off. "Yeah, that's what I thought." She scratched Plato
mentally from her list.
Misto shuddered. "He did the most awful things to me if I didn't do
what he said. Macavity, I mean. The others gave in, but I couldn't.
Literally. Something wouldn't let me. But I'm here now."
Vicki wasn't paying attention anymore. Admetus was annoying, Tumble
liked Kashmir, Coricopat wasn't playful at all, you couldn't look at
Munk or Demeter would kill you...
"Wanna tell me what you're thinking about now?" Misto interrupted.
"Cause if not, tell Jemima." He motioned toward the kitten, who was
sitting stock still on the car trunk.
Vicki walked up. "Hi, Jemima," Vicki said. "I-"
"Isn't he cute?" Jemima said with a sigh.
"Who?" Vicki asked sharply.
"Misto," Jemima said.
Chapter 3
Victoria looked at Jemima sharply. "Yeah, I mean....sure he's cute." She
felt angry! Why did she feel angry? She didn't like Msito more than a
friend did she. Well to protect her feelings, "I think he likes me."
"Really what gives you that idea?" "He was giving me gazes at the ball."
"Oh really? I thought he was gazing stright past you and at me..." Vici
glared at Jem. "I'm choosing a mate soon..." "So am I." Jemima said
quickly, cutting Vici off. Vici raised aa paw in the air but stopped
when she heard a voice, "What's going on over here?" Misto popped into
view and the girls both smiled sweetly and grinned, "Nothing." They
purred. "It sure doesn't look like nothing to me.." "It is belive me.."
Viccy smiled then pounced playfully again on Misto. He laughed and
batted at her ears, gazing into her eyes lovingly. Jemima felt sick. She
walked behind Victoria and tried to bite her tail, but ended up falling
off the junk pile. "Jems? Are you okay dear?" Victoria asked nicely.
"Yeha, yeah, I'm fine." Jem grumbled, pulling herself back up. "Well, I
hear my little girl calling me. I better be going, bye Vics, Jem." "Bye
Mistoffelees!!!" Both of them cried. Then watched as the little black
cat dissappered into the night sky. "Hmmm...does that tell you
anything?" Vici asked. "Yeah, let the best jellicle win." Jemima said,
and with that walked off.
Chapter Four
Jemima sat in front of hr teenage pet's mirror. She had no idea what
was
so attractive about this "eyeshadow" and "mascara stuff", but apparently
it
attracted guys, so she applied some green stuff and returned to the
junkyard.
(Note: My grandmother's webTV is a real pain to type on, so ignore the
spelling mistakes)
"Jemima!" Misto exclaimed when he saw her. "What did you do?"
Huh. Must not work on cats. "Um..." Jem thought, trying to think of a
good lie. "My pet put in on me."
"Well, here, you HAVE to get it off," Misto told her, and began to
remove the green stuff with his tongue. Jemima smirked with triumphant
pleasure.
Behind the car trunk, Vicki was watching. What was se going to do?
Chapter 5
Vici spotted a puddle of mud and smiled evily. Closeinbg her eyes and knowingshe'd regret this she jumped in, rolling around a bit she relized, "Gee, am I desprate or WHAT?" She jumped out and ran full speed up to Misto and Jem, crashing into the calico queen. "Sorry, Jem." She said helping her up. "Vici? What HAPPENED?!!!" Misto asked, spriised becouse Vici was such a clean well groomed cat. "I...I was being chased by a pollicle, and...and." To put on some effect tears began flowing down her cheeks. "And he backed me into a alley, which was full of mud and chased me down it. I finally got back but now I'm covered in mud..." Shse burst into tears and Misto frowned. "Well, you better go see Jellylrum she'll clean you up!" Victoria was inraged. Jems gets licked and she has to go see her mother?!!! She took a deep breth and replied, "Oaky, will you coem with me?" Mistoffelees grinned. "Sure!" He helped her up and led her to Jelly's oven, being polite and letting her go in first. Jem pouted. "Next time I try lipstick."Later that day Munkustrap was siting down with a somewhat broken pen in his mouth, and a pad of paper at his feet, he made sctraches on the paper, writing down ideas for the ball. Victoria pranced up to him with a smile on her face. "Ah, Victoria, just the cat I was looking for!" She stopped dead in her tracks. "Why?" "Well, I'm working on the jellicle ball for this year, and I was just wondering if you wanted to be in charge of the songs?" Vici hated writing songs, so as she was about to say a nice 'no' an idea popped into her head. "Okay, 'd love to!" "Great!" Munku smiled and walked off. "Jemima my dear, you are in for the ball of your life..."
Chapter 6
"VICKI!" someone shouted. Oh, great, she thought, I'm busy writing this
innocent song and now someone's gonna interrupt me.
"VIC-TOR-I-A!" Realizing the cat wasn't about to give up, Vicki tured
around.
It was Tumblebrutus. "Hey, thanks so much for paying attention," he
said
sarcastically. "Listen, Vicki, we need choreography."
Vicki blinked. "Scuse me??"
" We need someone to choreograph the dances for the ball. Tanks for
agreeing, good bye."
"Tumble, wait-" but he ws gone. Oh, no. Not again. But wait... A new,
delightful possibility ad just fallen into her lap. Replace one Plato
with one Misto. Stir, cool, and you've got one ball Jem won't forget.
Chapter 7
Vici smiled and began scribbleing with a passion on the paper. She
didn't notice when Tugger praded up to her. "Hey! If it isn't the lovley
Victoria!" Vick looked up and Tugger grinned happily at her. "Okay, what
do you want?" She sighed. "Well, you know that vixen of a cat
Bomblurina?" Victoria nodded slowly, beginning to fiugre out where this
was heading. "Well, I was just wondering if you would make a little
dance for us to do together, ya know just a little short one, since your
sooo good at this dancing stuff...?" Vici grinned. "Well....I guess I
could, but you must do me a favor in return." Tugger's face was jublant.
"Anything babe!" "Well, since Misto is a good buddy of yours maybe you
could drop a few hints that I MIGHT have a crush on him." He winked at
her. "No prob." With that looking as cool as possible. Vick grinned and
wnet back to writing. "You are one step closer to Mistoffelees!" she
said happily.
Jem spotted Misto and glided up to him with a grin. "Hello Misto." She
said in an attempted sexy voice. He grinned. "Hi Jemima! What's going
on?" She smiled wider. "Well, I was just wondering if...." She was cut
off by a flash of fur then Kashmir was on top of her. "OOF!" She said
when she landed. "Oh hi Jemima, Mistoffelees." She said in her soothing
irish accent. Jem sighed deeply and tried her best to not act annoyed.
"So Misto have you seen Victoria?" Kash asked. Misto looked thoughtful,
"Yep, last time I saw her she was covered in mud..." Kash frowned.
"Okay, thanks." With that she jogged off to find her white friend.
Chapter... 8
Tugger meandered over to Misto in an unhurried fashion. The black cat
was concentrating hard on making a mouse float in mid-air.
"Must you play with your food?" Tugger asked.
Misto jumped, causing the mouse to fall and escape. "What? Oh, hi. I
just have a lot of extra energy for some reason."
"Know the feeling."
"You would, Tugger," Misto laughed.
Tugger looked up. "The clouds sure are pretty today. Kinda reminds me
of
white fur." He looked at Misto sideways.
"Huh?" Misto said, looking up.
"Ya know," Tugger continued. "I was talking to Vicki a moment ago.
Your
name came up."
"Did it really?"
"It did, really."
"Huh." Misto looked rather preoccupied, so Tugger slipped off
quietly.
"Hi, Vicki!" Kashmir said cheerfully, finally finding her friend
behind
the tire. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing," Vicki said carelessly. "Little choreography, little
song
writing, you know, the works."
"Oh? Munk's having you do it then," Kash nodded."How's it going?"
"Pretty good."
Kashmir leaned over and looked at Vicki's paper. Vicki snatched it
away,
but not quickly enough. Kash looked at her slyly. "If I promise not
to
tell about your dance with Misto, will you at least think about a
dance
for me and Tumble? Just think."
Vicki sighed. "You're evil, ya know that, Kash?"
"Oh, yes!"
Jemima sunk down against the tire on the other side where she had
been
listening in. Dance with Misto?
Chapter 9
Jemima growled softly, but it must have not be too soft because she
caught Victoria's pink ears perk up. "Did you hear something?" Kash
asked, frowning. "I think so, and I smell something too...." Jemima
tensed up. "Oh Well!" "So you'll fix me up with Tumble? Vici? My best
friend in the whole intire world????" Vic gave in with a sigh. "Sure,
I'll let you and Tumble have a dance, besides, with the ball we're
having so far, we need good dancers." Kash broke into a grin. "Yay! You
are the CAT!" She cried, then ran through a pile of junk, crashing, yet
agian, into Jem. "Oh! Jemima, so we meet again." She said in a low
voice. Jem laughed shakily. "Yeha...we...do....GOTTA GO!" With that she
ran for her life. Victoria smirked as she saw the panicked Jem dash by.
Then smiled as Mistoffelees came prancing into view. She remembered and
quickly covered up the paper she was writing on. "Hey Victoria!" He
smiled at her, and Victoria just about melted. "Hi Misto." She managed
to breth, Jem was right he was cute...okay, okay he was stunningly
gorgeous. "So what are you scribbleing there?" He asked catching sight
of the paper. "Oh, I'm working on the ball, top secret, hush hush,
stuff, ya know." Misto nodded, "Yeah, well. I think Tugger has somthig
for you, he was looking at the clouds and thinking 'White Fur'."
Victoria wanted to go and kill Tugger but she stayed calm and took deep
breaths. "Vici? Are you hyperventelating?" He asked with a frown. She
took one last breath and sighed, "Nope." The with a lightbuld blinking
from somewhere above she was struck with an idea. "Hey, Misto, do you
have anyone to go with to the ball??" Jemima, still watching from above
jumped down. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO (breath) OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Chapter 9
Misto stared at Jemima. "No... what? Vicki hasn't said anything yet."
Jemima gasped for breath. "No... but she will. And I know what she'll
say."
Misto cocked an eyebrow. "Oh?"
And then, in a rush, both Vicki and Jem said, "Misto, will you go to
the
ball with me?"
"ME?" Misto asked. "What happened to Tugger, Jem? Where's Plato?"
Both cats blushed. Kashmir looked back and forth between the three.
"Uh," she said nervously. "Would you care for me to leave?"
"No, that's okay," Misto said. "Now, let me get this straight. Vicki
and
Jemima both want to go to the ball with me. So you've been competing
with eachother. So now that I know, you want me to tell you who I
would
like to go with. And whoever I choose will be victor, and the other
will
be crushed."
They nodded.
"Sorry, no instantaneous decisions from me. I know who I want to go
with, but I don't know how to tell you guys. Give me a little while."
He
walked off into the night. "I still don't get it," they heard him say
to
himself in a whisper. "Why me, of all toms?"
"You notice he said whoever he chooses will be 'victor', didn't you?"
Victoria pointed out. "That's a sign if I ever heard one."
"Be quiet," Jem retorted. "He was looking at me the whole time."
"Girls!" Kashmir intervened. "Arguments won't do anything. Peace."
Jemima walked away, sulking.
"What do you think will happen, Kash?" Vicki asked.
"Under other circumstances I'd tell you to ask Misto," Kashmir said,
shaking her head. "We'll see."
Chapter 10
Jemima paced about the junkyard, then was nerveracking!!! She smelled
somthing, or someone coming up behind her and she spun around quickly.
"A ha I knew you'd choose me!!" She shouted then covered her mouth when
she saw who it was. "Oh, hi Plato, sorry about that..." He smiled,
"That's okay." There was somthing strange about him today, "Hey, what's
the matter?" Jem asked in a soft voice. "Well...I just don't think
Viccy likes me all that much anymore, I mean not like I love her, she
just seems upsested with that Mistoffelees all of the time..." Jem
sighed, "Yeah, I know what you mean." She turned around to see Plato
sniffing, he was crying. Jem felt sorry for him and licked all of him
tears away. He looked by at her and smiled, licking her back. She grined
and swatted at his ear playfully. They rubbed heads and walked off,
happy together.
Jennyanydots saw all of this and smiled to herself, Jemima had told her
all about the fude over Mistoffelees, and she had been worried aout it.
Plato was more her age. Misto was really ment for Victoria anyway. She
looked around once more and nodded happily, stepping back into her box.
Little did she know that Macavity was lurking just around the
couch......
Vicy grumbled to herself and sat down hard on the couch. "This is not
right!" Kashnir jumped up beside her. "Oh, Misto has been giving you
eyes since the beginning, you know it, I know it, that cat that looks
like Macavity knows.....AHHH!" She scram but was muffled by Macavity
muzzleing her and dragging her behond the couch too. "Ahh?" Viccy asked,
but was muzzled and dragged too. "We are going to get revenge on that
Stupied cat Mistoffelees by taking his sweet Victoria." He laughed. "And
I'm taking you so you don't squeal, maybe you'll be as some help to me."
He said eyeing the wide-eyed Kash. Victoria pryed the paw off her mouth
and manged to give a strong hard meow, before they were taken away to
Macavity's lair.
Chapter a-long-way-into-the-story
Misto sat well into the drain pipe so that no one disturbed him. He
had
meant to figure out a way to solve his problem, but after an hour he
still hadn't gotten past the "Why me, of all toms?"
He was in a lull in his thinking when a loud meow echoed down the
drainpipe. "Hmmm," thought Misto. "That sounds like... OH, crud!
Victoria!" He raced out of the junkyard, following the distress
sgnal,
and ran right into Jemima.
"Oh, hi Misto," Jem purred. "Are you in a hurry to tell me
something?"
"Hi Jem! Bye Jem!" Jemima was left coughing in a dust cloud.
Meanwhile back at the ranch...
Macavity had removed the muzzles but the bindings remained intact
"All
right Macavity, would you at least have the decency to tell us where
we're going?" Vicki asked, frustrated.
"And why would I want to do that?" Macavity said, grinning.
"Oh, because every cat has a gift," Kashmir spoke up carelessly.
Vicki
looked at her friend curiously. She usually didn't say much in such
company.
Macavity narrowed his eye. "Care to elaborate, shortstuff?"
"And why would I want to do that?" Kashmir said, grinning.
"Because I'll throttle you if you don't."
Kashmir gulped. "I see your point. Well, you have the 'gift' of evil.
Misto has magic. Munkustrap has leadership. You following here?"
Macavity nodded. "Go on," he growled.
"Well," Kashmir continued, "it just so happens that someone,
possibly,
might, maybe, have the gift of mental telepathy. So someone, if this
cat
had the gift, could channel someone else, from the junkyard, for
help.
Hypothetically speaking, of course."
Macavity leaned forward. "Oh?"
Chaper 12
"Sure." Kash agreed, then turned away, seeing Viccy looking at her
wide-eyed. Macavity sneered at the two of them and turned away alos,
walking out. "See to it that they do not escape." He told his two best
guards. The gold cats nodded and looked at the wo females. Kashmir
waved and Victoria flopped down n the ground. The guards slinked up to
both of them. "Hey baby." One said to Victoria, who was not in the
mood, and gave him a good swipe across the nose. The guard howled and
Viccy sat up relizing what she had done. Kash, who was trying her best
to deal with the other guard began running, and Viccy followed her.
Kash grabbed the keys from one guard and shoved it into te lock,
"We're FREE!!!" She cired happily bounding out of the prison and
running for the junkyard. "No...so....fast." Macavity blocked the exit
and grabbed the two by the scruffs.
"Nice going Viccy." Kash said. They were now locked in cages with
barbbed wire strung around them. "Hey, it wasn't all my fault, at
least we almost made it. Kash groaned then decided it was a good time
to take a nap, eaither it was that, or the sleeping pill Macavity gave
her, she fell asleep.
Mistoffelees sighed and sinffed the air. "She could be anywhere." He
said softly. The sniffing the air again he caght a sent, "Macavity!"
He hissed and went sprenting for the lair.
"Munojerrie, 'nd Rumpleteazer, had a wonderful way of workin'
together. Some of the time you would 'ay it wos luck, and some of the
time you would 'ay it wos wether!" Kashmir and Viccy sang as loud as
they could in cockney so as to mess with Macavity. "Shhhhh!!!!" Came a
hushed voice, but there was no one to be seen. "I've come to rescue
you!" "Mistoffelees!" Both cats cried.
Chapter 13
Misto reached out with a paw. "Shhh!" he warned. "Not so darn loud!"
Both cats nodded. Misto began working at the barbed wire, slicing it
easily with magic (which is a very useful thing to have). Then he
helped Vicki and Kash through.
They were just creeping out when Macavity appeared. Naturally. What
else would you expect? Anyway, Macavity appeared, and he stood in the
doorway, blocking any hopes of escape. "Well, well," he cackled. "My
little plot worked. A little bait, and here he is for the picking."
He narrowed his eyes. "Mistoffelees."
The black cat backed away. "That would be me," he said carefully.
"And that," Macavity answered carelessly, pointing to Victoria,
"would be my bait, and - oh, I don't know other one. Who are you
again, shortstuff?"
"Kashmir," Kash hissed, her eyes glittering dangerously.
"Yes, Kashmir. Has an obsession wit ESP. Anyhow, you want the white
one back, I trust? We fight for her then. But I think I might keep
the brown one, she's rather amusing."
Chapter 14
Misto frowned, "You'll not be keeping Kashmir!" Macavity's smiled
windened. "Kashmir? That's her name? Ah, how lovley, now I have
somthing to call her!" He eyed her again. "You can be the court
jester!" He laughed as if refurring to himself as king. "now back to
you, my little sparklie friend, I have somthing I've wanted to do for
quite a long time." With that he swiped Misto across the face. Vic
cringed and felt helpless. Misto's whole body shook with rage and he
took a flying leap for the hidden paw. Mac staggered backward, yowling
in pain as his ears were ripped up. He held them and looked with firey
eyes at Misto who was looking back just as meanly. "That was a grave
mistake." Macavity grolwed and with a cry of maddness he dove for
Mistoffelees, but was spellbounded when he looked down to see nothing.
"Where ARE you? You JELLICLE?!!!!!!!!" Macavity screeched. Misto
appered in front of Mac again and Macavity was too quick, wacking him
upside the haed and throwing himself on top of the small black cat,
biting and thrashing at him. Victoria screamed and leaped for the big
cat on top of her love, but was held back by a hench cat. She began
struggleing with all her might to try and free herslef, but it was of
no use. Then in a bright flash of lightening, Macavity was blown back.
Misto struggled back up and as the hench cats were helping Macavity
Victoria ran up to him, licking his many wounds. "Are...are you okay?"
Misto was just about to fall down out of weariness when Anybodys, that
lovley angel of a cat, who also worked as a double agent for the
jellicles, showed up. "Come on guys! Let's go." SHe saw how bad Misto
was hurt and how depressed Vici looked and she licked her head, "It's
okay Viccy he'll be okay," With that they all made a mad dash for the
junkyard, trying to get back in one piece.
Chapter 15
Misto was just about to fall over when they finally reached the
junkyard. "You know," Kashmir said, "that Macavity was rather
pathetic. You know? I mean, he wanted me for a court jester? I'm not
a funny cat. In fact, I'm quite drab and droll." She stopped and made
a Munkustrap face, held for a moment, and then decided it took too
much effort to keep up.
"Shut up Kashmir," Vicki said snappishly.
"Well fine, be that way," Kash said. "But Misto thinks it's funny.
DON'T YOU, Misto?"
"Huh?" Misto said. "I was thinking..."
"Yes?" Vicki prompted.
"I have to see Jemima first, and then I'll tell you." He rushed off,
and Victoria's face fell.
"It's okay, Vicki," Kash comforted her. "Maybe he's telling her
that..." She trailed off.
At the same time, Misto walked timidly up to Jemima. "Jem?"
"Yes?" she answered, feeling victory was in her grasp.
"I love Victoria." And he was gone.
Chapter 16
Jem felt a pang in her chest. "Oh no......I've been dumpped,
I...I..." She burst into tears, but was suprised when she felt somthig
warm and furry bursh up against her. *Gasp* "Palto?" Ploat nodded and
said in a soft whisper, "I love you Jemima."
Victoria sat down and was about to go home when Misto came bounding up
to her. "Vici! I have somthing to tell you!!!" Vici looked up with a
sad look, and saw that Misto was smiling, how sick......"Thta's okay,
i already know..." She said waling off. "You do? I thought you'd be
bouncing off the walls..?" Victoria hung her head, "That's Jemima's
place." Misto was confused now. "But Victoria, I love you!!" Victoria
spun around, "You...you do?" Tears of pure joy began flowing down her
face. Mistoffelees nodded. "I relzied that if you follow your heart
you always end up with the right one, and I did." Victoria smiled
happily. And licked Misto's cheek. He blushed a bright red and nuzzled
her head. "Mistoffelees, will you be my mate?" Misto grinned, "Yes."
The next day Victoria woke up early to go find Jemima. Whne she did
she saw her asleep with Plato curled up sungly beside her. She simed
and turned away, gonig back to Misto's side, it seemed the war had
been won by both sides. And that was fine with her.