Hello, this is a fan fic by Kahmir (aka Jenni) and I, it's based on the debate of The Misto + Jemima thingy. So here it is enjoy!!!
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.
