Macavity x Mistoffelees/Quaxo
Mistoffelees/ Quaxo x Tumblebrutus/Bill Bailey
(Bill is Tumblebrutus' nickname. I did it to avoid typing such long names.)
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Synopsis:
(Post Old Deuteronomy kidnap incident)
3 months had passed since the last Jellicle Ball incident, Mistoffelees is learning new kinds of magic.
Alongside his new found powers was new responsibilities since he is now past his kitten-hood.
A Jellicle artefact known as the SILVER ROD, which was stolen years ago by a pirate cat named Blackmane "The Terrible" Cottontail and is rumoured that THE NAPOLEON OF CRIME has located it's whereabouts. The artefact is a wand which contains immense power, deeming it to be severely disastrous if it is used unwisely.
He must track it before the Mystery Cat does, despite the decision of his protective uncle or results will be inconceivable.
Reader's advisory:
This oneshot contains violence, gaysex, hatefuck, blowjob, rimjob, and fucked up fantasy.
P.S. this is my original writing
With O.Cs
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"Chaos will fall upon us if he locates the wand!"
Stated the Railway Cat in a panicked manner.
"One of the investigators i hired reported that the wand is currently seated at the old abandoned ship of the pirate cat renowned by his fellow bandits as Blackmane the Terrible, which was ruined and stranded upon the shores of Norway."
Spoke Bustopher Jones who is present during the meeting despite of him visiting occasionally
"We must find it before he does, we know nothing of the perils to befall upon the tribe if he uses it against us!"
Added the Gumbie cat fiddling with her crochet hooks and yarn.
The Jellicle council was discombobulated by the current events, their safety hangs on a weak thread.
Mistoffelees lingered under the shadows, overhears the council of the Jellicle Elders and guardians, he worries about himself a lot. Yet he would not risk the tribe for his own fur, the tribe is his only family and peer.
He emerged from the the shadows and declared himself to the council's commotion.
"I will go and retrieve the wand."
Mistoffelees volunteered himself as champion for the perilous task.
"Mistofelees you are awake! How long have you been listening to our discussion?"
Munkustrap springs up from his seat surprised.
"Long enough to know that our tribe is in grieve danger."
Mistoffelees walked his way to the centre of the crowd. Old Deuteronomy looks at his way.
"Preposterous!! Are you plotting your own murder? Your mother's death wish was to take good care off you and your siblings. I could no longer bare to bury another family member!"
Bustopher stood up from his seat and grabbed his nephew's arm, furious.
"Uncle please hear me out! I am the only one who is fast and powerful enough to go! Besides that, i am competent enough with magic to fight Macav...."
"Not another word young tom!"
His explanation was quickly cut off, he did not succeed to convince his uncle.
"You and your siblings are to come home with me! You are to sleep in my den for now on! Is that clear!"
"Yes Sir. Sorry Sir."
