A Day With Misto
Rumpleteazer snuck behind the oven. She sat quietly and listened to her brother's rich, Cockney accent count.
"8, 9, 10! Ready or not, here I come!" Mungojerrie shouted. He immediately ran to the car and looked under it. Finding noone there, he began searching in other hiding places in the junkyard. Rumpleteazer covered her mouth with her paws to keep her famous giggle from erupting.
"I give up, Teazer," Mungojerrie called out after ten minutes of looking. He flopped down against the tire to catch his breath. Rumpleteazer ran out, giggling.
"Oh, Jerrie," she said, excitedly, "You were so close!" The calico tom smiled as his hyper-active sister bounced around him. "Okay, Jerrie, your turn to hide again," Rumpleteazer said. Mungojerrie's smile disappeared.
"Aww, Teazer, I already hid five times and I'm tired."
"Please, Jerrie! Once more!" Rumpleteazer's pretty face turned down into a pout.
"C'mon, Teazer, I'm tired!" Mungojerrie whined. "Maybe Electra or Jemima wants to play. Oh, look, here comes Mistoffelees."
The black and white tuxedo turned towards them when he heard his name. Mungojerrie waved the magician over.
"Hello, Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, " Mistoffelees said with a big smile. "What are you two doing?"
"Well, we were playing hide-and-seek," Rumpleteazer said, frowning, "until Mungojerrie here decided he was too tired."
"Hey," Mungojerrie said with a sheepish grin. "I'm almost a year and a half. I'm getting old." Mistoffelees laughed and Rumpleteazer couldn't help smiling.
"Well, that still doesn't solve my problem. Who's going to play with me?" Rumpleteazer said.
"Hey, I know," said Mistoffelees. "I've been practicing a new trick. You wanna see it?"
"Sure," Rumpleteazer exclaimed. Mistoffelees's tricks always fascinated her. Mungojerrie declined. He wanted to see the trick, but he didn't think he would be able to stay awake.
"Alright, follow me." Mistoffelees led Rumpleteazer down a street in Victoria Grove. He stopped in front of a massive, two-story mansion.
"Wow, " Rumpleteazer exclaimed. "I didn't know you lived here! Mungojerrie and I live just around the corner." Going around to the back door, they slipped through the petdoor.
Mistoffelees's owners sat at the table eating lunch. Peeking around the corner, the watched the humans.
Suddenly, one of them exclaimed, "Where's my knife?" The other human said, "Where's my fork?" They leaned down to look under the table. Rumpleteazer looked over at Mistoffelees. He was biting his lip to keep from laughing.
"Did you take them?" she whispered. He nodded and she covered her mouth as she giggled.
"C'mon," Mistoffelees said. They went back out the door and around to the front lawn. There, shining in the grass, lay the knife and fork. Rumpleteazer collapsed in giggles. Mistoffelees pretended to polish his nametag. He chuckled when he thought of the looks on his owners' faces.
"We better get back, "Rumpleteazer said between giggles. "I think Munkustrap is giving a lecture this afternoon about teasing Jennyanydots's mice."
"Oh joy, "Mistoffelees rolled his eyes. That started Rumpleteazer's giggles again.
"Thanks for showing me the trick, Mistoffelees," Rumpleteazer said.
"No problem, " He grinned and offered his arm. Rumpleteazer smiled and shyly took it. They walked off, back to the junkyard.