(Munk's POV)
I silently crept across the ground towards a large rat I had my eye on. It had been two maybe three months since mum...no Grizabella had left, abandoning us. It had been hard, it was going into winter now and food was hard to come by, this rat would be able to feed all four of us easily. I got ready to pounce.
"Munkustrap!" Tugger shouted me.
The rat looked up startled and moved to take off, I made a wild grab for it but ended up with a face full of dirt instead. I pounded my paws on the ground in frustration.
"I almost had it Tugger! That would have been enough food for all of us."
"Munk, I think you'd better get over here."
I caught the urgency in Tug's voice and ran over to where he was with the others. Griddle lay on the ground shaking.
"I think she's sick," Tug said worriedly. I reached out and touched her paw. It was ice cold.
"I think she's just too cold, it doesn't help that we haven't eaten in days though."
I ran and got the blanket we all slept in,
"Put that round her, I'll be back soon," I darted off knowing I had to get hold of some food by any means possible.
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(Tugger's POV)
Munk came back with some meat. Hadn't even been nibbled at, although I wouldn't have blamed him if it had, we were all starving. He handed it straight over to us, Lonzo fed Grid some, she was looking a lot brighter now, I was glad of that. It had worried me seeing my little sis that ill. I took a bite of the meat to fill the void in my own stomach,
"Mmm good meat, where did you get it Munk?"
"It doesn't matter where, the point is that we have food," Munk replied quietly. That probably meant that he stole it, Munk was a bit of a goody- two-shoes and would probably feel guilty about this for days. The only reason he would resort to stealing would be the situation we were in now.
"Hey bro, it's ok," I said draping my arm across his shoulders in a vain attempt to lighten the mood, "You did it for Grid, Lonz and me. Now for goodness sakes eat some before you pass out."
Munk just looked at me, "I'm not hungry."
"Bollocks! You're as hungry as the rest of us, now eat some food before I force it down your throat Munkustrap."
Munk quietly took the meat with a little smirk on his face.
"What's so funny?" I demanded.
"Oh Tug I never knew you cared," Munk grinned.
"Oh just bloody well eat it!"
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(Munk's POV)
The hunger pains had vanished for now anyway, but I could already see things would get worse. The winter would get colder, food would become scarcer and we would get sicker. That's when I came back to a particular thought I'd been pondering all day, the junkyard. It would certainly be a better alternative than here. As we were all curled up together for heat I decided to speak about it.
"I've been thinking."
"Here we go again," Tug rolled his eyes playfully, "You know thinking is bad for you."
"Shush!" Lonzo hissed quietly at Tugger.
"Got an idea Munkus?" Grid asked. She was still looking pretty weak despite the food in her belly.
"Maybe...maybe we should go to the jellicle junkyard. I mean, Grizabella wanted us to go, that's probably why she told us about it, she knew what she was about to do."
Tug snorted, "All the more reason not to. She left us here to fend for ourselves, why would she give a damn if she wanted to leave us. We'll be fine here, right guys?"
"Wrong," Lonzo countered, "It's only the beginning of winter now, there's no food and we're freezing."
"So cold," Grid shivered. Lonz pulled her close to him so she could share his body heat,
"We've got nothing to lose Tug. We might as well give it a shot."
I silently crept across the ground towards a large rat I had my eye on. It had been two maybe three months since mum...no Grizabella had left, abandoning us. It had been hard, it was going into winter now and food was hard to come by, this rat would be able to feed all four of us easily. I got ready to pounce.
"Munkustrap!" Tugger shouted me.
The rat looked up startled and moved to take off, I made a wild grab for it but ended up with a face full of dirt instead. I pounded my paws on the ground in frustration.
"I almost had it Tugger! That would have been enough food for all of us."
"Munk, I think you'd better get over here."
I caught the urgency in Tug's voice and ran over to where he was with the others. Griddle lay on the ground shaking.
"I think she's sick," Tug said worriedly. I reached out and touched her paw. It was ice cold.
"I think she's just too cold, it doesn't help that we haven't eaten in days though."
I ran and got the blanket we all slept in,
"Put that round her, I'll be back soon," I darted off knowing I had to get hold of some food by any means possible.
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(Tugger's POV)
Munk came back with some meat. Hadn't even been nibbled at, although I wouldn't have blamed him if it had, we were all starving. He handed it straight over to us, Lonzo fed Grid some, she was looking a lot brighter now, I was glad of that. It had worried me seeing my little sis that ill. I took a bite of the meat to fill the void in my own stomach,
"Mmm good meat, where did you get it Munk?"
"It doesn't matter where, the point is that we have food," Munk replied quietly. That probably meant that he stole it, Munk was a bit of a goody- two-shoes and would probably feel guilty about this for days. The only reason he would resort to stealing would be the situation we were in now.
"Hey bro, it's ok," I said draping my arm across his shoulders in a vain attempt to lighten the mood, "You did it for Grid, Lonz and me. Now for goodness sakes eat some before you pass out."
Munk just looked at me, "I'm not hungry."
"Bollocks! You're as hungry as the rest of us, now eat some food before I force it down your throat Munkustrap."
Munk quietly took the meat with a little smirk on his face.
"What's so funny?" I demanded.
"Oh Tug I never knew you cared," Munk grinned.
"Oh just bloody well eat it!"
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(Munk's POV)
The hunger pains had vanished for now anyway, but I could already see things would get worse. The winter would get colder, food would become scarcer and we would get sicker. That's when I came back to a particular thought I'd been pondering all day, the junkyard. It would certainly be a better alternative than here. As we were all curled up together for heat I decided to speak about it.
"I've been thinking."
"Here we go again," Tug rolled his eyes playfully, "You know thinking is bad for you."
"Shush!" Lonzo hissed quietly at Tugger.
"Got an idea Munkus?" Grid asked. She was still looking pretty weak despite the food in her belly.
"Maybe...maybe we should go to the jellicle junkyard. I mean, Grizabella wanted us to go, that's probably why she told us about it, she knew what she was about to do."
Tug snorted, "All the more reason not to. She left us here to fend for ourselves, why would she give a damn if she wanted to leave us. We'll be fine here, right guys?"
"Wrong," Lonzo countered, "It's only the beginning of winter now, there's no food and we're freezing."
"So cold," Grid shivered. Lonz pulled her close to him so she could share his body heat,
"We've got nothing to lose Tug. We might as well give it a shot."