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Chapter Sixteen: A Turn of Events

Roselna opened her eyes to see a hazy white area surrounding her.

"Oh, my, my, my," came a voice. The queen whipped around to where the sound had come from. Her eyes widened in shock. There was her mother, looking the same age as she had when she died. "What a beautiful queen you have grown into," the older tabby said.

"Mum?" Roselna asked, not believing what she was seeing.

"Yes, Rosie. It's me." Roselna smiled at her nickname. She had wanted no one else to call her that. Seeing her mother brought back memories of before the junkyard. "Now," her mother said, her face turning serious. "I wanted to give you a birthday present. This will probably be the only one I will be able to give you, but it will make you happy all none the less."

Roselna's brow furrowed. How will anything make her happy at this time? "How can anything make me happy right now? My daughter is missing without a trace," she said glumly, ears sinking onto her hear. Her mother merely smiled.

"These are your birthday words: Mungojerrie and his twin, Rumpleteazer, may be thieves, but they are also the most useful of spies. I hope you put this information to use. I wish you a happy life, Rosie," her mother said as she started to fade away.

"WAIT!" Roselna yelled. The older tabby came back into focus. "I have one question. Who is my father?" Her mother's face saddened as her memories came back. But then it brightened again.

"Not now. Its not the right time. Maybe, someday I will tell you. But not now. You have too much to worry about on your own, without an extra from me. But I will tell you that I was once a Jellicle. I ran away when I became pregnant with you. Please don't ponder over your parentage, as it will be a waste of energy that would be much better to use to think about your third name. So please, sweetheart, just follow my advice. And know that I love you, as I always will." And with that she started to fade again.

"I love you too," called her daughter. A last smile spread across her face as she faded out of sight.

Arianna woke up with a start. Light was starting to stream through the small window. "What's that noise?" she yelped. Something was pounding on the wall that a purple fabric had been hung.

Violaunte yawned and stretched. "I'm coming, I'm coming," she mumbled as she walked in the direction of the wall. Vio lifted back the fabric and wedged one of her claws into a crack. She pulled down and towards her, revealing a hidden door. And outside of the door stood a tiger tom that looked like he'd been up all night, which, he had.

"Top o' thuh mornin', eh, Vio?" he asked, walking in only to immediately be tackled by a ball of brown and white patched fur, along with a shirk of 'Mungojerrie!'

"I'll get Teazer," the queen said sleepily, disappearing out of the real door. The tom picked the princess up off his torso, which she had latched onto with her claws, and placed her on the ground.

"Tha' 'urts, ya know," he said, rubbing his chest. Then his eyes widened in shock. "Arianna!" He sat there, processing thoughts. "'our 'ere, a' Mac's lair, wiv' Vio…'ow didja ge' 'ere?!"

The princess shrugged. "I dunno. Last I remember is a really icky-smelling tom threw me at the ground and Violaunte picked me up." But then a tiger queen burst into the room, pouncing on Mungo and causing Arianna to shoot under a pile of pillows.

"JERRIE!" the queen shirked, giving him a kiss on the check.

"Teazah! Can't-breath!" Mungo gasped. Rumpleteazer released her rib-crushing hold on her brother.

"An' Oi though Oi saw Tumblah. Where'd 'e go?" she asked, scanning the room.

"So much fo' "'i, 'ow 'ave yo' been?'" Mungo said, rubbing his ribs.

"Sorry. 'ow 'have yo' been?" she asked, a cocky grin on her face.

"Tired. 'azel kicked me outta thuh den las' nigh'. I dunno why, bu' all 'er sistahs were gatherin' there." At this Violaunte cleared her throat. "Well, almos' all 'er sistahs," Mungo added. He looked back at Rumpleteazer, only to see her looking around the room.

"Oi coulda sworn Oi saw Tumble. Are yo' sure e' wasn't 'ere?"

Vio looked confused. "There isn't a Tumble here. Only Arianna," she said, picking the princess up by the scruff of her neck.

"Well, she sure looks like Tumble," Teazer said, circling the princess. Arianna was squirming, trying to get out of Violaunte's grip.

"Tha's 'cause she's Tumble's kit," Mungo said.

"Well why thuh heck is she 'ere? This ain't no place for a kit!" Teazer exclaimed.

"Mac kit-napped 'er. Thuh 'hole 'yard's been searchin' for 'er the past month or so," Mungo said. "Oi'm gunna take 'er back when Oi go tonight."

"Okay, you all know I'm right here, right?" came an annoyed voice. All three cats looked at the kitten that was still dangling in the air by Vio's paw. "And this is getting really uncomfortable!" Arianna shouted.

"Sorry," Violaunte said, setting her on the ground. Rumpleteazer plopped down on the ground next to the kit.

"An', all n' all, Jerrie, takin' Arianna'll just get Mac mad an' suspicious. Ya gotta go tuh thuh 'yard an' tell 'em tha' she's 'ere. Then we can plan a big ol' attack an' all," Teazer said.

"She's right, Mungo. Dad'll immediately suspect you once he picks up the scent, because he'll search the room top to bottom once he figure's out she's gone," Violaunte said.

"Am I still invisible?" Arianna shouted.

"Not 'ere, kit. Oi like ya, ya seem like ya'd be a good thief. Small, light, able to hide easily," Rumpleteazer said, giving the princess another once-over.

"Tumble wouldn' like tha'," Mungo said, shooting her a warning look. Teazer shrugged and smiled at Arianna, who smiled back. The presence of the tiger twins had made Macavity's lair seem a whole lot less frightening.

"Hazelthorn!" The hazel-eyed queen turned around to see Roselna bounding up.

"You seem happy," Hazel said.

"One of the feelings that comes with your birthday. Anyway, is Mungo here?"

"No. And Happy Birthday! And why do you want to know where Mungojerrie is?"

"Uhh, well, I'm going to sound crazy but my mom visited me in my dream last night. Annnnddd, she said that Mungojerrie and someone named Rumpleteazer would be a help," Roselna said. She said all this quickly, as due to excitement building up in her body for some reason.

"You mean Mungo's twin? I really never told you about her?" Hazelthorn said, trying to remember if she had ever mentioned the tiger queen.

"Well, if you did, I wasn't paying attention. Do you know when he's going to get back?" Roselna said, sounding slightly downfallen.

Hazel shrugged. "I'm not sure. I kinda kicked him out of the den last night. Me, Aqua and Tanta were planning something," she said.

"Great," Roselna grumbled. "If you see Pounce, could you tell him Tumble's looking for him? I'm going to go look for Mungojerrie."

"Uhh, sure," Hazel called, but her friend had already disappeared into the junkyard. "Ugh," she sighed. Since when do dead cats visit you in your dreams? Kinda creepy if you ask me, she thought. AND WHERE IS MUNGO?

Roselna hissed. Her leg had gotten tangled in some plastic soda thing when she was running towards the back entrance of the junkyard. She knew for a fact that's where Hazel and her mate always came in after thieving, and she was hoping that Mungo would be there. She hissed again. On top of being stuck around her leg, the soda thing was also rooted to one of the towering piles of junk.

"Need a little help?" A smirking Tumblebrutus loomed out of the shadows.

"Not nice," Roselna said, crossing her arms and pouting. Tumble laughed and walked over kneeling on the ground and attempting to get the plastic nuisance off.

"No use. Only Hazel's claws can cut these." True to her name, Hazelthorn's claws were a sharp as thorns.

"Well could you go get her? I don't want the circulation cut from my leg," Roselna said.

"Okay, okay. Talk about mood swings," he muttered, walking off. Roselna sighed, propped her elbow on the knee of the leg she could move, and put her head on the paw.

"Of course, this all happens on my birthday," she mumbled.

"Wha all 'appens on your birthday?" The queen's head snapped up towards the railing of the fence.

"You're finally back!" she shouted. Mungojerrie gave her an odd look.

"Well, tha' Oi would 'ave expected from 'azel, bu' not from you," he said. Roselna rolled her eyes.

"Let's just say that I've been waiting rather impatiently for you to return."

"Oh, like tha' wasn't obvious," Mungo said jumping down from the fence and landing lightly on his feet. "So, whatcha doin, sittin' down there? Oi thought Oi heard you mention your birthday? Most don' involve sittin' on thuh ground tangled in plastic."

"Well, I didn't plan on this," Roselna said hotly. "And is there anything that you might want to tell me that could involve Arianna?" she asked, calming down. Her rose eyes had a pleading look in them. Mungo gave her another weird look.

"'ow did you know tha'?" he asked. Sounds of panting came flowing up on of the pathways lined by trash, followed by Tumblebrutus and Hazelthorn.

"Well it took you two long enough," Roselna said, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Well, sorry," Hazel said, scowling. "But I believe you'd rather late than never." The queen bent down and started swiftly cutting through the plastic as if it were butter.

"'Ello, love," Mungo said, walking over to Hazel.

"Hi," she said, straightening up and pecking him on the cheek. Roselna sighed happily, flexing her leg and standing up.

"Okay, right now, Mungo. Our daughter," she said, pointing from Tumble to herself.

"Huh?" Hazel said, giving her mate a weird look.

"Oi, right. She's a' Mac's place, wiv' Vio."

"Vio? Who's Vio?" Roselna asked, just as Hazel shouted,

"VIOLAUNTE?"

"Yeah. Your sistah, Hazel. Oi've seen her a time or two," Mungo said.

"And you didn't tell me she's ALIVE!" she said angrily, giving him a thwack on the back of his head.

"Ow," Mungo said, rubbing the back of his head. Hazel groaned and walked off, waving her arms in the air and muttering things like,

"My own sister…gotta tell Tanta and Aqua…can't BELIEVE he didn't tell me…" Roselna and Tumble exchanged glances and chuckled quietly. Mungojerrie shot them the death glare and said,

"Put a sock in it."

Author's Notes:

Okay, I plan on getting another chapter typed today, if not posted. But don't count on it. I think it'll come pretty quickly, scince I have the whole thing, like planned out in my head. I can see the sence in my head, which means it's almost graunteed (did i spell that right?) to come quickly.

MAJOR NEWSFLASH: I am a Skimble/Jenny child. This story came to mind and I just kinda went with it. So, be mad at me, shout, scream at me in a review, but I very sorry. I will write a more truthful one in the future.

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