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Pouncival & Jemima Sitting...On a Chair? Part Two
By Roalee

“Thank the Moon that she’s back!” a loud cry broke Pouncival’s reverie. It was a frantic, but relieved Jellylorum coming through the crowd with Jennyanydots. "Sillabub, I’m so glad you came back at last.” Jellylorum navigated her way up the pile of junk to examine the kitten quickly before joining her friend down below. She had tears of relief in her eyes.

“Making us worry like that, though. It’s not proper,” the Gumbie Cat huffed. She tried to look stern, but failed when she broke down, crying. She took a handkerchief (one given to her by Bustopher Jones) and wiped her eyes.

Almost all of the tribe had gathered by now. From what Pouncival could see, the only ones missing were Old Deuteronomy (who was at the Vicarage), Skimbleshanks (who was on his train), the Rum Tum Tugger (who could have been anywhere), Bustopher Jones (probably at a club), and Plato (who was somewhere, probably very angry). Surprisingly, both Cassandra and Exotica were there. They usually didn’t take part in any gatherings unless they had to. Although they looked uninterested, it was obvious that they were just as curious as everyone else about Sillabub.

The little bicolored tomcat watched from his chair as Munkustrap strode up to the still weeping Jennyanydots and rubbed her shoulder with his.

“Jellylorum and Jennyanydots were so worried about you. Jelly blamed herself for losing you and Jenny blamed herself for not being there to help Jelly out that night,” Pouncival whispered in Jemima’s ear. “They were so torn up about it that Munkustrap had to get Alonzo and Skimbleshanks to watch us.”

Jemima looked at Pouncival in disbelief.

“You’ve got to be pulling my tail. No way would Alonzo care for kittens. He’s too tough and macho for that.” She shook her head at her friend’s grinning face. He nodded his head vigorously and told her, “It’s true.”

‘I cannot believe how upside-down everything has gotten while I was gone.’

Pouncival nudged her as Munkustrap lifted his paws to get everyone’s attention. The Jellicles quieted and waited, looking at their leader in training. He smiled and turned to Jemima.

“Just about everyone is here, Sillabub. We are all pleased that you have returned to us safely and sporting a new collar. We are all curious to know where you have been. Please tell us your story.” The silver tabby smiled encouragingly and nodded for her to start.

Jemima gave one last frightened look to Pouncival who stuck his tongue out at her. She giggled nervously and breathed in deeply.

“Well...it’s like this. I was bored one day during one of Jellylorum’s lectures and...”

She went on to tell everyone about the day she met her pet, Rosco and what happened since then.

“And so I would appreciate if everyone called me Jemima from now on. Thanks everybody,” she concluded softly. As most of the other cats started leaving, she nuzzled Pouncival in appreciation. “Thanks Pounci, I couldn’t have done this without you.”

“Aww, I didn’t do nothin’ much,” he said embarrassed. He was glad that most of the tribe had left but noticed a little group still at the foot of the junk pile. “C’mon, let’s go! Vicki and her entourage are waiting for us.” He bounded downwards.

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