What About Jemima?!

Erika: Here I bring you to the lovely Jellicle Junkyard. It's early in the morning...everyone's asleep and...

Really annoying and traditional Narrator: *taking over obnoxiously* One day in the junkyard, Jemima awoke, blinking and rubbing her eyes. She looked all around at her three sleeping friends, Victoria, Etcetera and Electra.

Erika: Shut UP! This is MY fic! I think I am perfectly capable of doing MY OWN narrations, thankyouverymuch.

Really annoying and traditional Narrator: God, sorry! *backs off*

Erika: Thank you. *innocent grin* Well then... *looks around* Hey! It's Jemima!

Jemima: *just waking up to see the smiling face of Erika* *screams* OH MY GOD! WHY ON THE EVERLASTING CAT'S JUNKYARD COLOURED EARTH IS THERE A HUMAN IN HERE??

Erika: Chill. I'm narrating your story, here.

Jemima: Oh...right. What do I do now?

Erika: You look longingly at the sleeping cat that is Mistoffelees.

Jemima: Why would I do that?

Erika: Because...*whispers something that the reader isnt allowed to "hear."*

Jemima: OH! Right! *looks longingly at Mistoffelees* He's really cute.

Erika: *giggling girlishly* I know.

Jemima: Ew! Are you saying you like someone outside your species?

Erika: No...I...hush you! *continues to narrate* Anyway...

*Mistoffelees yawns and wakes up. He looks around and sees that the only other cat that is awake in the junkyard is Jemima. He smiles sweetly at her and walks...er...I mean...crawls over to her.*
Misto: Hi.

Jemima: *nervously* Um...hi.

Erika *in the background, now narrating again*: You see, Jemima has had a crush on Mistoffelees ever since she first saw him. Most people argue with this though because they are rarely seen together. Well what if Jemima was just too shy huh??? JEEZ! Did you SEE how utterlyTHRILLED she was when Misto handed her that cup??? HUH? HUH? *does some yoga breathing...notices the reader is looking at her weird* sorry...anyway...Mistoffelees was supposedly paired off with Victoria...but they were really only friends. Victoria never had a crush on Misto they were just kind of close. She REALLY liked Plato...and it is clear why. And although Misto was mating with Electra, it was simply because Tumblebrutus had got to Jemima first. This was the case for Electra as well, who wanted to dance with Tumble. So Misto and Electra didn't want to feel left out. Anyway, since our two little cats are both very shy, they rarely spoke in fear that the other would find them to be an idiot.

Misto: You know, I er....I think...er...we should...uh...

Erika: *thinking so no one else can hear* Finish your sentence, Misto, let's go! I don't have much time here!

Misto: *responding to Erika telepathically* You do realize I am a magical cat and I can read your thoughts.

Erika: *telepathically* Oh. Crap. Sorry.

Misto: *telepathically* It's ok. You ARE the one who is writing about me and puts up pictures of me. Hehehe. *speaking* As I was saying, Jem...I think er...Jellylorum and Jenny are awake so we can get some breakfast.

Jemima: *sub-subconciously so Misto can't hear her* SWEET. I think that was kind of a date!

Misto: *telepathically* What?

Jemima: *telepathically* Ohhhhhh nothingggggg.

*They walk over to Jenny and Jelly who are...mysterious as it is for being in a junkyard...at two ovens making omelettes and "bacon" made out of cat food.


PART TWO