46Disclaimer : Don't Own Cats
I wish to own Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer.
Please don't yell at me if you don't like my family tree for this story.
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"Molly, did you remember to feed Johnathen?"
This question was directed from Asparagus's human tom to his mate, the human queen. And the answer was no, as soon an apologizing tall blonde woman appeared and filled up the three bowls with the cat food.
Asparagus licked his lips. He was one of the few Jellicles who enjoyed the taste of that wierd human stuff they expected cats to think of as food. Hey, it was made of some kind of fish right? Well, his humans were going away on vacation, so they left him plenty of his food.
Of course, Asparagus planned on spending very little time at his human's house. He planned on spending it with his real family, at the Jellicle junkyard.
Asparagus had come to the tribe when he was merely 2 months old. His mother Annashanna had come with him, a very sick creature, and she had dropped him off in the arms of an old cat named Goane, before pitching forward dead. Asparagus honestly didn't care for her. She was verbally and sometimes psychially abusive, and she hadn't even named him. He was named after the cat who took him in, Gus, who had a daughter, Jellylorum. Jellylorum was now his mate.
As he dug into the tasty fishlike food, his mind drifted to each of the Jellicles. There was Gus and Jellylorum, and he and Jellylorum's first kitten, Admetus. Gus and Jellylorum so kind, Admetus so quiet and curious. There was the leader, Old Dueteronomy, and his two sons, Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffelees. Tugger was a little vain, but Mistoffelees proved to be a joy to watch, espiecally since the small kitten was still learning to control his magic. There were Jennyanydots and Skimbleshanks, in his opinion a perfect match. They had three kittens so far, the twins Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, two very mischevious kits, and a small little thing named Bombalurina. Bustopher Jones, Jellylorum's cousin, also had a kitten, a tom named Alonzo, but Alonzo was adopted. You could never tell though, with their similiar fur patterns. There was the super shy Exotica, and her not-so-shy duaghter Cassandra. Only 16 Jellicles total, but it was home.
So, Asparagus finished off one bowl and escaped through the cat door, watching his humans leave in their car. He watched them for a bit, and then he began to pad down the street. His paws became wet, and he realized it had rained the night before. Huh, he hadn't heard anything...
So, he continued on. Wonder if Admetus missed me, he gets so whiney for a kitten so quiet, he thought.
As he turned a corner, he decided to softly sing to himself, a song he had heard on the radio.
"Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens-"
Suddenly, Asparagus paused. His ears flicked up, and he tilted his head. Had he just heard...strange, he thought, I could have sworn I just heard a mewl.
However, as Asparagus walked on, he heard it again, and he stopped. It was a small mew. He listened hard, and he kept hearing it. Oh, no, what if a kitten was mauled by a Pollicle? For a terryifying moment Asparagus thought maybe one of the Jellicle kittens was hurt. It was paranoia, yes, but he still ran.
He kept listening for it, and the sounds got a little louder once he got close to an alley. Oh, no, this was in Macavity's territory. He shouldn't even be here. But his fatherly said won over when he heard yet another weak and desperate cry.
He entered the alley, slowly, looking for signs of danger, but seeing none, he gasped at what he did see. Not one, but two kittens. Two injured kittens, by the looks of their splung about bodies. He rushed over to them, and almost threw up at their states.
They were a queen and a tom. The queen was gold and black, and she had her face and back horribly scratched. But the tom next to her was worse. He was a silver striped tabby. His eye was swollen shut, and his face was heavily bruised, and so was his neck. His ears had almost been torn off, and his back looked like it had been beaten with a shovel or chainwhip, which it might have been. His leg was broken. To make things worse he was awake, while the queen (he hoped) was unconcious.
"Ple...pleas...someone..." he was mewing, painfully and in a cracked voice.
"Hey," Asparagus said, tentatively looking down at them. The tomkit flinched, looked up at him slowly, fear in his eyes. "It's okay, little one...I'm not going to hurt you..." he said softly. The tomkit still tried to back away, but he cried out in pain and fell down, rolling onto the queen slightly. Asparagus tried to lick his wounds, but he flinched, and Asparagus drew back. "It's okay..." he kept saying.
Finally the tom looked up at him. "Please...p...please...help...h-help my...sister.." he chocked out, his breathing harped and strangled.
They were siblings, Asparagus thought. "Just wait her, little one," he said. He knew he couldn't carry these two seriously injured kittens alone. "Just wait, I'll go get people to help me help both of you," he assured the kitten. He looked up at him, but he nodded and began to nuzzle his sister, wincing. "Dem..." he muttered.
Asparagus turned and ran quickly, finding a street he knew and following it quickly. In no time at all he was at the junkyard. He saw some cats, and he immediantly cried out, "HELP! Help, hurry! I found two kittens, on the edge of Macavity's territory. They're injured..." he said, hurridly. Jennyanydots appeared before him. "What? Where?" she asked. Asparagus turned and ran, hearing Jenny and a third set of paws following him.
They finally got back to the alley.
"Oh lord!" Jennyanydots cried, and Skimbleshanks appeared behind her. "Can you help them?" Asparagus asked. The tom had passed out, to his horror. "Yes, we must get them to the junkyard, and fast!" Jenny said. She picked up the queen and immediantly rushed away. Skimbleshanks took a little bit longer, picking up the tom. He woke up suddenly, groaning. "It's okay, little guy," Skimbleshanks soothed him, holding him gently as to not hurt him anymore.
He opened his unswollen eye and looked up at Skimbleshanks. "Thank.." he started, but then he passed out again. Skimbleshanks wasted no time in running back, Asparagus falling behind him.
Unbenownst to them, a tall cat watched from a corner, unseen, and when they were out of his sight, he moved back into the shadows.