Author's Note: I'd like to say to say a big thank you to Demeta for giving me some help with improving this fanfic! On a side-note, due to one certain reference in this fic, I am using the video's Mating Dance! Oh, and I normally see Pouncival and Etcetera as siblings but am making an exception in this case

The brown and white tom kitten slowly uncurled, then yawned, his neat pink tongue sliding over his white teeth, looking over at the entrance of the den the Jellicle kittens all shared, he squinted and quickly turned his head away from the glare of the rising sun.

Glancing behind him, Tumblebrutus noticed only two small balls of fur still lay curled up, sleeping, one was rust-brown with black stripes and the other, black with a red tinge. Tumble stretched and went to wake Electra and Jemima up and as he moved forward a few feet, Jemima awoke first, turning to look at him. Tumble turned round, and he dashed for the entrance, suddenly the kittens' den had become a little too warm.

Sitting down right outside the kittens' den, he found out that he couldn't get the image of Jemima's wide, innocent eyes out of his mind.

"Heaviside above, what's wrong with me?"he said, to no-one in particular.

Sighing, Tumble glanced back in the den, then flopped onto his stomach, as a movement from below caught his attention. His little brother, Pouncival and Etcetera were right below the junk-pile he was lying on and they seemed to talking about something as the Rum Tum Tugger quickly strode away from the two kittens.

"Oh no, not again" Tumble moaned.

Lately something about the way Etcetera always freaked out over the Tugger had been upsetting Pounce and Tumble figured the two younger kittens were having one of their Tugger-based arguments again. Etcetera was frantically waving her paws round as if she was trying to explain something, but Pounce was gesturing like he was mad.

Noticing that Etcetera looked like she was about to cry, Tumble slowly got up and was about to go down and step in, when Pounce grabbed Etcetera by the shoulders, then pulled her up against him and their mouths met.

From his vantage point, Tumble could see Etcetera's eyes widening, then she threw her arms round Pounce's neck and they both fell to the ground, locked in each other's arms and the kiss.

"It's about time" Tumble smirked, lying back down.

"Tumble" a soft melodious voice behind him suddenly piped up.

"J-jemi" the tom kitten spun round, suddenly the air outside felt hot as well.

"I woke up and you weren't there, so I came to find you"

"I, I was right here"

"I can see that, so you want go for a walk?" Jemima asked, looking up at him with those innocent green eyes.

"N-no, I, I'm h-happy here" Tumble replied.

"Alright, then" she lay down next to him.

From their resting place, both kittens could see a gold and black queen sitting by the old Ford, her ears twitching nervously, suddenly, this powerfully built silver figure appeared behind the gold queen, resting both of his hands on her shoulders, Demeter tensed and then relaxed, closing her eyes as Munkustrap began to massage her shoulders.

"They suit each other" Jemima sighed, glancing over at the gold queen and the silver tabby.

"Yeah" Tumble replied, simply.

"That's unusual" Jemima suddenly piped up.

"Wha...?" Tumble glanced in the direction the younger female was pointing and his chestnut brown eyes widened.

Tantomile was sitting on the rim of Deuteronomy's tyre...alone, as Tumble and Jemima stared in disbelief, there was a sudden flash of indigo light and Mistoffelees appeared next to the female twin, grinning like a Cheshire Cat, the tuxedo made a elaborate hand-gesture, summoning a red rose out of thin air and presented it to Tanto.

Tanto nodded her head in thanks, then put one hand underneath the smaller cat's chin, tilted it up, then she lowered her face to his and gently kissed him, on the lips.

Then both kittens saw a glimpse of a white chin lurking in the shadows, not far from Misto and Tanto.

"Figures" Tumble muttered, they should have known Coricopat wouldn't be that far away from his twin sister.

"Come on, Tumble, you know it's impossible to split the twins up" Jemima replied, pushing him playfully and giggling.

"Ya know, the next Ball is coming up, I guess you'll go with Corico, he has been making eyes in your direction" Tumble decided to change the subject.

Jemima giggled again "Oh no, he's too old for me..., and besides..."

"And besides...what?" Tumble replied, doing a handstand beside Jemima.

"Besides, after last year's ball, I found out during that during the Mating Dance, all the queen kittens are meant to choose their future mates" Jemima smiled at her male companion, playfully "Not that I mind what we did, I chose, I want you, Tumblebrutus, I love you"

Startled by these words, Tumble suddenly slipped and fell, landing on top of Jemima, their eyes went wide as they realised that their mouths were pressed against each other's, Tumble suddenly pulled free and scrabbled away.

"So that's a proper kiss feels like" Jemima breathed, feeling her mouth.

"I guess, wanna try it again" Tumble smirked, playfully.

He was totally unprepared for Jemima's reaction as she threw herself at him, wrapped both her arms round his neck and pressed her mouth up against his, Tumblebrutus' eyes went wide and he returned the favour, as both the kittens fell on their sides, in among the junk, the tom-kitten closed his eyes and just savoured the feel of her mouth against his, realizing he, he....

Suddenly she pulled away, green eyes wavering "I, I'm sorry..."

"Hey, it's ok" he replied, wrapping both his arms around her body, right now, knowing he had his Jemima, the one queen he actually felt right, felt a special connection with, Tumblebrutus just wanted this moment to last forever.

THE END