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Chapter 2
Mistoffelees attempted capturing a mouse, in vain. He would never be quite as skilled in the art as his older brother was. He rammed his dark head into the wall in frustration.
"Pitiful." Poppy lurked out from the nearby alleyway. She had that mysterious, knowing look in her eyes, as she often did. "And to think you are one of the offspring of The Great Macavity and yet you can't even catch something as simple as a mouse. I say, that is truly pitiful!" She looked at Mistoffelees disdainfully.
"I tire of your love for Macavity." Mistofelees said, without giving much thought. "You act like he's the best thing to happen in this world."
"And what if he is? After all, he is our father. Without him there would be no you, or me. Think on that if you can. If you small mind will allow such a vast topic." With this, she pattered off, most likely going to scare the living wits out of poor little Victoria, Misty, or Melody, as she often indulged herself in doing.
"'Without him there would be no you, or me.'" Mistoffelees repeated his sister in a falsetto voice, after she had walked a good enough distance away. Though the voice sounded nothing like Poppy's. He was merely a kitten with a rather high-pitched voice, and she was almost a full grown cat with a voice that was neither too high, or too low. And, it so happened, Mistoffelees falsetto was more high pitched than a female kitten's voice.
Mistoffelees contemplated Poppy's statement about Macavity. True, he wouldn't be alive, but then again... If Macavity were never alive, how many more cats, and some humans, would be alive right now? But, Mistoffelees thought, there's no changing the past.
He walked along the sidewalk nearest his home. He paced back and forth until he was approached by Hazard.
"Misto! Smudge and Alonzo are going at it! Come with me!" he commanded and then ran off, without seeing if Mistoffelees was behind him. The fights between the brothers had been increasing in number and ferocity, and Misto worried very much about them, so he decided to tag along to see if something could be done.
They found Smudge and Alonzo, slashing at each other, the cats' fur stained with blood; their own or each other's. Alonzo had his mouth clamped on Smudge's ear. When Smudge tried to escape Alonzo's grasp he only succeeded in Alonzo's teeth tearing a large chunk from his ear, resulting in a fierce cry from Smudge and a steady stream of blood coming from his injury.
Mistoffelees looked in shock and horror as his brothers mauled each other. He couldn't help but to run in between them and try to make a threatening noise, which was just a not-very-frightening hiss.
Alonzo tripped over Mistoffelees and fell to the ground, taking Mistoffelees with him and leaving only Smudge standing, bleeding.
"What is your problem, you imbecile!" Alonzo spat to Misto, raging.
"Stop it! Just stop!" he shouted at Alonzo.
"Finally. Someone with any sense steps in!" Smudge said, rubbing his missing ear with his paw, and, as if just noticing it was gone, shouted, "Alonzo! I will kill you, I swear!"
"Yes, that is very possible." Alonzo said sarcastically and got off of the ground, but with effort.
"What in the blazes was this about?" Hazard piped up, then remembered that the fights usually sprang up from nowhere. "Never mind."
Just then, Soprano ran as fast as she could and skidded to a halt beside the boys, and was quickly followed by Fang, who had told his mother of the fight.
"What is going on!? How many times have I told you boys--" she caught a glimpse of Smudge's half-missing ear. "Alonzo! What on earth were you thinking!? How could--"
"I didn't! He did it himself!" Alonzo cut Soprano off.
"I was trying to get my ear out of your bloody mouth!" Smudge yelled.
"Bloody, indeed! What was the cause of all of this!" Soprano shouted, looking at the red liquid covering the two boys. Mistoffelles got up and skittered over to Soprano.
"You want to know why--!" Alonzo yelled.
"Don't." Smudge chimed in.
"You precious little Smudge has been a thorn on my side for much too long!" Alonzo continued. "I'm sick of it! Ill, actually! And now, oh now, he has shown repeatedly his undying love for Macavity!"
"Children, run along." Soprano softly commanded her younger kittens, leaving only her, Smudge, and Alonzo as the kittens scampered off.
"Undying love! Would you just listen! Of all things!" Smudge scoffed.
"Oh, it's true and you know it," Alonzo continued, "You always defend him! Every little time someone says anything that could possibly degrade him, you step up! Every time I say something!"
"I am protecting you! you would be killed if I hadn't reminded you to hold your tongue on more occasions than one!" Smudge countered, seething with rage.
"Enough! Both of you!" Soprano shouted above them. "I'll not hear anything else about Macavity! For or against him. For the sake of yourselves, just silence yourselves if the topic comes up; I beg of you."
"Yes, ma'am." Smudge and Alonzo said in unison.
Smudge's ear and a few cuts on his side were still bleeding uncontrollably and his legs gave way beneath him. He moaned, weakened by blood loss.
"Smudge!" Soprano circled him and gave a cursory examination of his injuries, too worried to take a close examination.
"I-I'm fine, mother. Really." Smudge insisted and slowly got up.
Smudge slowly padded off back to their alley, with a slight limp. Soprano scampered beside him for support.
Alonzo just turned away and walked off like nothing had happened. He didn't much care what happened with Smudge, or so he told himself.
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Hope you liked it
~Demy
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