Bombalurina absentmindedly bounced her kitten on her knee, the giggling tom playing with a jingling mouse toy. Jonnopaus was an absolute sweetheart, and it was hard to think that the pregnancy had been so unwanted. Jonnopaus, or Johnny, as most called him, was an adorable blend of golden brown, white, and dark red with black spots. Anyone who glanced at him knew he was Tugger's son; no one really commented on it anymore.

Cassandra was at her human home for the week while her human was sick, so she was staying at Alonzo and Demeter's den for now. She was relieved that she had made up with her friend long ago.

It had been a low blow when Demeter brought up the tender subject of Bomba's mother; but only because Bombalurina was exactly like Grizabella had been. It was the exact same situation that had caused Grizabella to leave in the first place. At first, Bombalurina hadn't wanted anything to do with the gold queen, but only because she had a fear she would become her mother. However, she had gotten angry as well, and knew just as well as anyone else that Grizabella hadn't tried to take care of her. Hence, Bombalurina was determined to make a better mother.

"Johnny, sweetheart, give mommy the mouse." She said with a smile, seeing he was about to gnaw the bell off the end of its tail. He grunted and tried to twist away so he could continue chewing, but she gently took it away from him. He could have a stubborn streak just like his father.

Tugger had been a lot harder to make up with. He had kept digging his grave with almost each encounter he'd had with her, and then insulting Cassandra. It was only two and a half months before her kitten was born did he finally apologize and get it right. Well, mostly. It turned out the curious cat did indeed care about her, but he knew he could never have her back. So he (grudgingly) agreed they could stay as friends, as he really wanted to take part in his kitten's life. Bombalurina hated to admit some small part of her still loved the tom, but she knew his recent show of sensitivity had brought about the stir of feelings.

So, Tugger was going to come over tonight and spend time with Johnny. Bomba smiled at her kit and set him down so he could crawl around for a while before turning to Alonzo and Demeter, who were putting dinner together.

"How's it coming? Did you get something for Johnny to gnaw on?" She asked. Demeter turned and gave her friend a smile. She was glad they were friends again; she had hated not having her gold queen to turn to when she had a problem.

"We bribed Mungojerrie to nab us some of those cookies humans give to their kits. Here," she dug around in a back and pulled out a crispy, almost bread-like cookie, and snapped it in half before walking over and handing it to Bombalurina. Bomba sniffed it and daintily took a bite for her to approve before handing it to Johnny. The little fuzzy thing sniffed it before gnawing at it, growling. Bombalurina smiled lovingly at him, reaching down to stroke his little head. He was simply too precious.

"Did you expect me?" Bombalurina turned when she heard a familiar voice. Cassandra? She was home already? "And I brought a friend."

After Cassandra had entered the den, Tugger followed up as well. Bomba grinned as Cassandra walked over and gave her a kiss.

"What a surprise, I didn't think you'd be home for a couple more days."

"Well, I decided I'd like to be here." Cassandra said softly, smiling. "I nearly forgot you had said you'd be here; I had to walk all the way across the junkyard."

"Well, that's not my fault, you loon." Bomba teased. She paused and watched Tugger stride across the room to peer at Johnny. The kitten was rather oblivious, much more intent on his cookie. Tugger grinned broadly, a sort of grin Bomba had never seen on his face, and turned to her.

"How's he been?"

"Stubborn."

Tugger chuckled and reached down to pick Johnny up and sit him in his arms. Johnny stared at him with a somewhat questioning glance, before going back to his cookie.

"Sounds familiar." Alonzo said with a grin, and Tugger shot him a playfully dirty look.

"Don't make me hit you with the baby in the room." Tugger warned, causing everyone to chuckle. Bombalurina stood and took Johnny's cookie away, much to his distaste.

"Don't drool all over daddy," Bomba said, ruffling the kitten's headfur. Tugger made a small, half laugh and Bombalurina noticed he was just looking at Johnny. In the back of her head she was grinning like a fool; this was just too sweet.

"You know, our kitten is going to have one interesting family to explain." Cassandra said with a laugh. Bombalurina nodded, tilting her head at Tugger and his son together.

"At least he has a daddy." She said softly. That's what meant the most to her, she had to admit; she had never known her father, as Grizabella simply say he wasn't worth knowing. Everyone had grown up and closer from this experience; she'd do it all again if she had to.

"Well, Alonzo and I also have something to say." Demeter finally said. Bombalurina had nearly forgotten her and Alonzo were still sitting there. They all looked at the couple expectantly, and in the back of her mind Bomba knew exactly what was coming. After a deep breath, Demeter finally got it out.

"I'm pregnant."

"So we're playing this game again?" Tugger asked jokingly, smirking. Bombalurina gave a chuckle.

"Congratulations, Deme. . . Here's hoping it's not as confusing as mine!"

I'm so sorry, you guys. I had a huge long chapter typed up and nearly finished, then my computer died. When I got it back, all the files were fine so I didn't suspect a thing... But I found out Microsoft Word and all the Word files were corrupted. I couldn't do a thing with them, and it was all gone. Having already wrote it once, I was torn between trying to write it again or leaving the story where it was. I compromised. I know it's dissapointing, and I feel terrible I can't do as promised, but I did try, I just couldn't write all of that again... So, I skipped all the parts that were properly explained in the chapter and got to this. I don't like writing things like that, but I did my best.

I hope all of you enjoyed this story, and I thank you all for your wonderful comments. I'm not a writer by nature; I'm inclined to pick up my pencil or costuming supplies rather than write, usually, so it means a lot to me that I'm entertaining people. This story is still something I'm proud of, and it turned out better than expected considering it wasn't planned at all.

I love and appreciate you all for sticking with this largely unplanned piece of interweb word clumps, and I'm going to be just a little saddened this story had to end. I hope y'all enjoyed the run, or enjoy some of my other stories, and even if you didn't, well... I had my fun, and that's all that counts.