As I am typing this I am watching Mr. Mistoffelees in our production of Cats. I kid you not. I didnt plan it, I swear.
Chapter 3
Victoria wandered about the streets, thinking to herself. Her tiny little paws barely made a sound as she padded along the sidewalk. It's nice, she thought, to just have some time alone.
She loved her little walks that she had to sneak out just to have. She would just walk from alley to alley and back, trying to avoid the jealous stares of the female cats and the longing stares of the males who couldn't wait for her to be of age. The stares had gotten to her to the point where truly believed that she was prettier, was better. And why shouldn't she? She had a right to believe it with how she was treated, ever the princess. Not even crippled little Misty was treated as well as her.
Victoria eventually made her way back to the alley, to find Smudge laying down with his fur caked with blood. She ran over to him in alarm.
"What happened?" Victoria asked.
"Alonzo was being an irrational imbecile." Smudge mumbled.
"Mother told you to rest, Smudge." Misty piped up from across the alley.
"I am."
"Doesn't sound like it."
"So, Alonzo was being an imbecile. Shocking." Victoria said sarcastically.
Smudge chuckled slightly but stopped and winced at the pain from his wounds. "Don't make me laugh." he groaned.
"Sorry." she said. "So what the the fight about exactly?"
"... Macavity."
The name made her pause slightly. She had never even met Macavity; he hadn't been around since the third litter was born. She had only heard bad things about Macavity. He was a thief, a murderer, a womanizer, and had some mysterious abilities, all of with made everyone opposing him tremble in fear. Victoria remained silent and walked away. It didn't concern her.
Mistoffelees bumped heads with Victoria as he walked by the alley, not seeing her when she was exiting.
"Hey!" Victoria mewed.
"Whoops," Mistoffelees said, "Sorry Vicky."
Victoria just stuck up her nose and trotted off. Mistoffelees waited until she had walked away until he felt embarrassed that he was the same height as her. He couldn't stand the fact that he was so short. At least no one else cared, usually.
"Misto!" called out Misty from her spot where she was laying in the alley. "Hello."
"Hello, Misty," Mistoffelees said and smiled. He enjoyed spending time with Misty. "How's Smudge?"
"Perfectly wonderful," Smudge groaned. "If you see Alonzo, kill him for me." He was still upset that he only got injured because Alonzo had had the first strike.
"Please," Misty giggled. "Misto kill Alonzo? He gets pinned down just about every day."
"You're all hilarious." Mistoffelees said flatly. "I could beat either of you right now!"
"Well, you do have a slight advantage." Smudge chuckled.
Misto grinned self-consciously.
The sun started setting and the kittens gradually returned to their alley for the night. They went to their usual spots and, as usual, said good night to each other. It consumed a few minutes.
Mistoffelees opened his jaws wide and yawned; It had been a long day. One by one the smaller kittens fell asleep, curled up around Soprano, then Soprano fell asleep right after. After everyone but Poppy had fallen asleep, she hopped down off of her cardboard box and meandered through the sleeping kittens. She rounded the corner out of the alley soundlessly, but her movement was enough for Alonzo and his keen senses to be awoken, and to also awaken his curiosity. He gingerly made his way after Poppy to see where she had gone.
Alonzo and Poppy weren't the only ones awake. Mistoffelees drowsily saw Alonzo leave the alley and, like Alonzo, was curious. He got up and padded off in the direction he went.
Poppy was gone. Alonzo couldn't see her anywhere; or find her, for that matter. But he continued his search, he was too curious to turn back now. He turned corners on random streets, looked in various alleys, all for naught. It was like she had just disappeared into thin air. Alonzo's ears twitched backwards. Someone was there. He was not sure who, but it was night and he needed to be careful. Like a flash, Alonzo turned around and pounced on the mysterious pursuer.
Mistoffelees struggled under Alonzo's weight. He tried to shout up to him, but Alonzo's paw was pressed hard against his throat.
Alonzo, blinded by a sudden burst of adrenaline, kept attacking.
Misto tried to fight back, but couldn't handle it. If Alonzo didn't get his paw off of Mistoffelees's throat he would pass out from lack of oxygen, and Alonzo wasn't letting up. He tried to pry Alonzo off of him, but it was no use. He tried harder and harder and still couldn't do it. He redirected all of his energy to his little paws.
Following two little bolts of lightning, Alonzo suddenly flew off of Mistoffelees. He gathered his senses and looked in disbelief at Misto. "Oh..." He gasped.
Did I do that? Mistoffelees asked himself.
The lightning did indeed come from Mistoffelees.
"How did I...?" Misto started.
"Son of Macavity." Alonzo sneered and ran in fury back to the alley.
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Intense right? Lol. I had to introduce his powers somehow, so why not go all X-Men on it lol
~Demy
PS Im barely in our Cats DvD at all! Im soooooo p!$$€d...
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