PART TWO: FITTING IN
*Author's note: All * indicates dialogue that is thought.*
Chapter 1: School
"Go on," he whispered to himself. "One paw in front of the other."
Immediately, he shook his head. No, he thought. Think feet. You don't have paws anymore. You're a... human.
"Where are you supposed to be?"
"I-I don't know," he replied. The man took the paper from him and looked at it.
"You're new?" he asked without looking up.
"OK. You're in room 119 right now. Mr. Gleamson's first period Chemistry."
"OK." Mistoffelees brushed his hair out of his eyes and sighed. That made sense, he thought sarcastically. The man handed the paper back to him.
"Mr. Smith?" The man Mistoffelees had followed nodded towards him.
"You have a new student, Mr. Gleamson." The older man nodded.
"Oh. Thank you, sir." He turned to Mistoffelees. "Wait here a second."
"Who're you?" one boy called. Mistoffelees tugged on the hem on his shirt.
"Mis- Michael." The boy laughed.
"Miss Michael? Got your sex a little confused?" Mistoffelees wasn't too sure what that meant, but had an idea it wasn't good to agree with that.
"N-no. I'm just Michael." He could feel his face growing hotter.
"Leave 'im alone, Josh."
"Aw, shut up, Meg." She stuck out her tongue.
"Try and make me." Josh stood.
"Yeah? Why don-"
"Enough already. Jeez, you can cut the tension in here with a knife."
"Michael, why don't you be lab partners with Megan?" he instructed rather than asked.
"OK, class. Now get to work. Lab's due end of this period," Mr. Gleamson said.
"So, where're you from?" Megan asked, sliding the goggles over her eyes. She thrust another pair at him.
"London." She blinked.
"Really? Wow. That's pretty far away. You don't even have an accent." Mistoffelees reluctantly slid the goggles over his head.
"I don't?" She shook her head.
"Nope. Don't know how you managed that." He smiled.
"After so many years around 'Jerrie, you kind of learn not to talk like that. Besides, Jenny'd kill me if I did."
"Jerry? Jenny? Who're they?" Mistoffelees flushed.
"Uh, friends of my parents. Mine, too, but they've known my parents longer." He stopped, feeling that he was starting to babble. Megan seemed satisfied with that answer.
"Cool. You have any brothers or sisters?" Mistoffelees hesitated.
"No. It's just me and my parents," he said, smiling at the thought of Munkustrap being his father. Megan smiled thoughtfully.
"You're lucky. I wish I were an only child."
"I thought you said you were an only child." Mistoffelees shrugged.
"I am. They're... cousins, I guess." He didn't know how else to classify the kittens. "Very distant. Our family's real close."
"Our's isn't," she said, not elaborating further. She set a flask on the tabletop they had moved to and looked around.
"Have you seen the beaker I had a minute ago?" Mistoffelees gazed at her blankly. "I guess not."
"Michael!" Megan yelped. She hurried over and knelt beside him.
"Oww. My head..." he drifted off, suddenly engrossed in the blood. Megan clasped her hand over the cut and looked up at Mr. Gleamson.
"Go to the nurse's," the teacher instructed.
Megan helped Mistoffelees to his feet and led him out of the room.
"You think this is funny?" he demanded. She nodded.
"You're such a wimp." Mistoffelees crossed his arms.
"Well, it hurt. Sorry if I don't enjoy pain."
"Ready to go?" He nodded.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"I don't know, Mike. There's something a little strange about you." He swallowed uncomfortably.
"Is that good or bad?" She stopped walking.
"I haven't decided yet."
Chapter 3: Alonzo
*Stupid human! Watch where you're going!* he heard in his mind. Mistoffelees gasped and stumbled back.
"Alonzo?" he gasped. The cat's eyes widened and it took a step back.
*Everlasting Cat! Misto, is that you?* the cat asked. Mistoffelees sank to his knees and stared in disbelief at the cat.
"Alonzo!" he whispered. "'course it's me."
Jeez, Misto! Everyone thinks you're dead!* He paused. *Where're Demi and Munk? Are they...* Mistoffelees shook his head and set the cat down.
"No, they're fine. They're at our human place right now. I was just going there." Alonzo nodded and stepped closer.
*Good. Take me, too.*
*If you tell anyone that I let you carry me, I'll-*
"Don't worry. I won't. Don't wanna injure your tomhood." Alonzo snorted.
*No, not you,* he said sarcastically. Mistoffelees frowned.
"I think I resent the fact that you don't trust me," he said playfully. Alonzo rolled his eyes and batted at his shirt.
*C'mon. Less talking, more walking.*
"Fine, fine. Jeez, when did you get to be so bossy?" Alonzo looked up.
*Since everyone thought you, Munk, and Demi were killed by Macavity's magician.* Mistoffelees swallowed.
"Merle," he said.
"What about Merle?" another voice, this one not in his head, asked. Mistoffelees whirled around, Alonzo in his arms.
"Megan! What're you...?" She shrugged.
"Going home. I saw you and decided to catch up." She grinned at Alonzo. "You have a cat? What's her name?" Mistoffelees laughed.
*Shut up, Misto.*
"He. His name is Alonzo." He paused and grinned evilly at Alonzo. "Wanna hold him?"
Alonzo dug his claws into Mistoffelees arm. *I'm gonna kill you.*
"Sure." Megan paused. "Does he scratch?" Mistoffelees shook his head and handed Alonzo to her.
"No. If he knows what's best for him, he won't."
*Just wait until you're a cat again and smaller than me. I'm going to kick your furry butt!* Mistoffelees snorted.
"I'll just zap you," he replied. Megan's head jerked up.
"Excuse me?" Alonzo laughed.
*Now who looks like an idiot?*
"Nothing," Mistoffelees said. Megan gave him a funny look and continued to pet Alonzo. Suddenly, the cat burst into loud, happy purrs. Mistoffelees grinned.
"I knew you liked being petted," he said. Megan smiled back.
"He's just a big purr machine," she cooed.
"That he is. Not much of a tom, is he?"
*Aw, put a cork in it, Misto. I know that you'd rather be where I am right now. You've got the hots for a human.* Mistoffelees flushed.
"Doesn't help him with the ladies too much," he shot back. Alonzo purred contentedly.
*That's not what Cassie says,* he replied smugly.
"Well, I'd better get home." He hesitated. "Do you wanna come with me? Maybe you can explain some of that chemistry stuff to me." Alonzo shifted in his arms.
*What're you doing, Misto?* Mistoffelees ignored him.
"Well, OK. Just for a little while, though. I have soccer practice at 6:30," she agreed. Mistoffelees smiled.
"Great! Let's go!" He felt Alonzo knead his claws into his shirt.
*I hope you know what you're doing.*
"Yep. Come out here. There a couple of... people you have to meet." Megan glanced at him.
"Alonzo, too." Megan arched an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.
"Hi. My name's Demi. I'm Michael's mother."
*Michael? Nice name.* Demeter tensed.
"Who said that?" she asked, looking around. Megan frowned.
"I didn't hear anything," she replied. Mistoffelees patted Demeter's arm.
"S'OK, Mom." Demeter looked at him doubtfully. "Look who I found. Alonzo."
*Hey, Demi! How ya been?* Demeter grabbed him and wrapped him in a tight hug.
"Alonzo! We missed you so much," she whispered.
"He ran away," Mistoffelees lied to Megan. She nodded.
*Demi? You're crushing me.* Demeter quickly loosened her grip. Alonzo sighed in relief. *Thanks.*
Mistoffelees tapped Megan's arm. She looked at him with her huge, enchanting eyes.
"Let's go study," he suggested. Megan nodded eagerly, grateful to get away from the crazy lady and her cat.
Chapter 5: Love
"Done," he said triumphantly. Megan turned and gazed down at the paper.
"What is this?" she asked, staring at the scribbles on the paper. He frowned.
"That's how I write."
"I can't read it." Mistoffelees snatched the paper out of her hands.
"It's in perfect Jellish. How can you not read it?" Megan raised her eyebrows.
"Yes." He suddenly realized what he'd said. "I mean... let me read it for you."
"Is it any good?" She shrugged.
"I guess so. You messed up the math on this one, but other than that..."
"Can I put it away now?"
Megan nodded. "Yes, get rid of the evil thing."
"There's something there," she said softly. "Something that's not like anything I've ever seen before."
"Don't." She put a finger to his lips. "Don't try and deny it. I can see it in your eyes."
"I'll go now," she told Mistoffelees and ran from the room. Munkustrap stared after her.
"She's a human," he said, not looking at the boy. Mistoffelees stood.
"Munk... I... she...," he trailed off, unable to form the sentences he needed. Munkustrap's shoulders slumped.
"Stay away from her. It won't work." Mistoffelees shook his head. "How would you know?"
Munkustrap turned to him then. "She's a human. You're a Jellicle."
"Not anymore. Look at me! I'm a human, too!" Mistoffelees nearly shouted.
"What's going on?" Demeter asked. She stood in the doorway, Alonzo at her side. Munkustrap ran his fingers through his hair.
"Him. He thinks he's in love with a human." Mistoffelees spun away.
"Misto?" Demeter asked softly.
*A human? That can't be true.* Mistoffelees rounded on them furiously. His bright blue eyes glowed with anger.
"How would you understand? You don't even know what I'm feeling! You think you do, but you don't!" He staggered back, suddenly dizzy. Demeter held out her hand.
"Misto, stop. You-"
"SHUT UP!" he roared. Alonzo jumped back and hissed.
"Stop," Munkustrap said softly. He put his hand on Demeter's arm.
"Where're you going?" Munkustrap paused, his hand on the doorknob.
"No where. Neither are you."
"Munk? Don't do this," he pleaded.
"Sorry, Misto. You just can't see the human," was the reply.
END OF PART TWO