Bombalurina had always known the Rum Tum Tugger wasn't particularly good for her. Their off and on relationship always seemed to end with her heart getting broken, yet he'd invariably show up again, seductively lay out a few pretty words, they'd kiss, and she'd be all his again. He wasn't hers though- never had been and never would be.

However, despite all these forewarnings, his latest "rejection" had stung just a bit more. Why? Because although he'd cheated many times in the past, she'd never actually caught him with another queen in her den. There she was, having returned home after hunting with Demeter, when she'd found him in a very compromising position with Cassandra. After much screaming and yelling from all parties involved, the two interlopers had left, leaving Bombalurina alone with her angry tears.

"He's just a pig Bomba, and he's definitely not worth your tears," Demeter said as soothingly as she could muster. "You're too good for him."

"I know," Bombalurina sobbed, her face buried in her sister's arms. "But I just can't believe he'd do that. He promised."

"Bomba, he's cheated countless times."

"Well, yes, but he promised he'd never do it again."

"And how many times has he promised you that?" Bombalurina didn't respond. "Exactly as I thought," Demeter continued. "You don't have to deal with him. There are other toms, perfectly nice toms, who would be much better for you."

"But I love him Deme."

Demeter rolled her eyes. She'd heard this all before. Bombalurina was in that awkward phase between kittenhood and being a full grown queen, so the over-dramatics were typical- she herself had gone through it all only a few years before. However, that didn't mean the adolescent dirtbag that was the Rum Tum Tugger could get away with treating her sister like that.

"Is there anything I can do?" Demeter asked.

Bombalurina shook her head.

"Well I hate to leave you in the state," Demeter said, standing up, "but I have to go. Macavity is taking me out tonight."

"Going out with the enemy's brother?" Bombalurina said, half-teasing. "I should disown you."

Demeter nudged her scarlet sister affectionately and, after briefly checking her golden fur in a broken mirror, left the queen-to-be to her quieting tears. Why does he have to do that? She thought. Doesn't he know what it feels like?

And that's when it dawned on her. Why not give the cocky maine coon a taste of his own medicine? Certainly other toms adored her; why not give them a bit of what they wanted?

Watch the Rum Tum Tugger fall in defeat as he saw her with other toms. Bombalurina laughed- she liked this plan.

Just so we're all on the same page, Bombalurina's around 16 or 17 by human standards, and Demeter's just a bit older. So this takes place long before the musical.

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