First of all, happy first day of advent my peeps! Ok, so I love Christmas, and CATS IS COMING SOON WOOH!!

The smell of cinnamon had begun to fill the once polluted junkyard. Decorations were soon to be strung throughout it.

Demeter strolled alone in the dark and sniffed the air. She grimaced. It smelt of a very similar Tom cat; Tugger. He was often at her and Bombalurina's den, always having a bit of an affair with her sister then dropping her on her back. The golden queen rolled her eyes. She never knew why her sister went back to him.

Just as she was sitting down on TSE1, she felt a paw slide round her waist. Demeter whipped around to see Munkustrap, leaning in. She smiled and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "What are you doing up so early Deme?" He asked, stroking her head fur. "I just wanted to go for a little walk..." "Oh I'm sorry, I'll get my brother out of your den and then you'll be able to sleep for once."

She giggled. Munk always knew when Tugger was there. "It's fine." She leant her head into his shoulder. "It's not Deme... He's always making you tired and annoyed..." Munkustrap's eyes suddenly lit up. "I know! What if you stay in mine and Tuggers den? He obviously doesn't want you in your den so stop him from coming into his own den! Maybe for once he won't be so horrible to your sister!"

Demeter smiled. "That's brilliant Munk... This is why I love you..."

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Tugger burst through the door. "Happy first day of advent babe!" He cried, trying to sweep Bombalurina up in his arms. "Uh uh! Not today! Not ever again! You go back to your den!" She protested and pushed away. He pulled a face and said, "Well your sister is taking up my usual space!" The scarlet queen smirked but suddenly stopped. "Good! For once you can sleep outside!"

Tugger stared at her as if she was crazy. "Are you mad?! I can't sleep outside! The cold will deflate and freeze my mane!" He pouted and made his eyes big and watery. "Please Bomba, let me stay here..." She sighed in frustration but gave in. "Alright! You can stay! But don't come anywhere near me... or there will be consequences..." She indicated outside. "Fine! I'll be a good kitty..." He gave a sly smile and slunk over to a spare pillow.

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Victoria purred softly as her mate Plato stroked her vast belly. "Not long now my love..." She said, staring into his deep hazelnut eyes. "Yes, not long till we have a little monster of our own running about." He chuckled back.

The new couple were expecting their first kitten any day near Christmas and were bursting with joy. They were hoping for a girl, and Tantomile, the sister in-law, had told them that most likely it would be. Plato's twin brother, Socrates (Tantos mate) had given them a few pillows that he had found whilst hunting and Jennyanydots had knitted them a few blankets to keep the newborn warm through winter. "Well whatever it is, they will be our little monster and if it's a boy I'm hoping it's as handsome as you." Victoria said, stroking Plato's face. "And if it's a girl, like Tantomile said it could be, I hopes she's as beautiful and talented as you."

The Persian had to agree with her mate. She badly wanted a girl that could dance and sing, so she could fit in with the other Jellicles.

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"Isn't this crazy?" Socrates asked his psychic mate, who was lounging next to him. "What is?" Tantomile said in a soft tone, arching her back. "That we're going to be an Aunt and Uncle soon!" He was overly excited about the moment his niece or nephew was going to be born. "They hope it's a girl, and I believe it will be." She started. "She will have her mothers eyes and the same markings but a bit of her fathers fur." Socrates kissed her forehead. "Yes, but whatever it may be we will love it and spoil it like we're supposed to." Tanto chuckled, "Of course we will."

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