"Please tell me, Lec!"

"Nope."

"But it's for my birthday!"

"So?"

Tumblebrutus stayed silent for a moment, then repeated, "But it's for my birthday!"

Electra giggled. "But it's a secret!" she said, mimicking the tone her friend had used.

Tumble huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, pouting. He and Electra were sitting outside of Jennyanydot's den, and the tom-kit- almost tom -was trying to weasel what Electra- his best friend -was getting him for his birthday out of her. He continued to pout for a little bit, but then he perked up. "Could you at least tell me what you're going to be for Halloween?"

Electra allowed a rare smirk to present itself to Tumble. "Nope," she said. "That's a secret, too."

The tom-kit puffed out his chest, trying to appear intimidating. "But I'm older than you! You have to do what I tell you!"

Electra rolled her eyes. "Tumble, I'm gonna be a queen a week after you become a tom. You don't have that much authority over me. You're acting very kitten-ish right now, you know."

Tumblebrutus narrowed his eyes. Then they widened again, an evil smile spreading over his face. "But I know one way to get you to tell me," he said.

The queen-kit cocked an eyebrow at him. "By doing what?" she asked.

Tumble's paws started reaching for Electra, who's eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare," she said.

"Oh, I would," Tumble shot back at her. Then he grabbed his friend by the waist and started tickling her. "No mercy!" he yelled.

Electra shrieked before she started laughing. "No! Stop!" she gasped, in between gales of laughter.

"Then tell me!" Tumble said, continuing to tickle his friend.

"Which one?" Electra forced out, before being sent into another wave of giggles.

Tumble stopped for a moment, thinking. Electra panted in his lap. "Both," the tom-kit finally said, looking down expectantly at his friend.

She raised her head to look him in the eyes. "Never," she said.

Tumble shrugged. "Your choice," he said, before yelling, "No mercy!" again, and going back to tickling her.

Electra shrieked some more in between laughing fits. "Help!" she yelled, squirming in attempt to get away.

"No!" Tumble yelled, pulling her back and holding her in his lap, somehow managing to continue tickling her.

Electra squealed. "Tumble, stop!" she yelled.

"No mercy!" he reminded her. At that time, however, the door to Jenny's den happened to open.

"Electra and Tumblebrutus!" Jenny snapped. Both kittens froze, then looked up at their caretaker. They were in a rather awkward position, with Tumble's paws poised on Electra's waist, and hers on his legs, where she had been trying to push herself away from him. They glanced at each other and deflated a little bit, looking back up at the Gumbie Cat. "You two are making too much noise! I am trying to get the younger kittens to go down for a nap!" she said.

"We're sorry, Jenny," the two chorused.

Jenny narrowed her eyes. "Well, come inside now. You two can have some mousecakes."

Glints of excitement appeared in the kitten's eyes. "Yes, mam," they said, getting up and practically running inside, barely noticing that Tumble was just as tall as Jenny, and Electra was about an inch below him. Electra moaned a little bit, rubbing her sides.

"Never do that again," she hissed to Tumblebrutus as Jennyanydots came in behind them, closing the door then making her way to the closed-off kitten part of the den, leaving the two to themselves.

Tumble turned his head towards Electra, the look of pure innocence plastered across his face. "I can't make any promises," he said. The queen-kit gave and exasperated sigh, shook her head a few times, then went to the giant table where there was a large platter of mousecakes. Tumble grinned to himself, then followed her. "Tell me," he whispered, poking her in the side as he reached for his treat.

Electra jumped, then rubbed where he had poked her. "Okay, you're just getting yourself deeper and deeper into the section of 'No'," she said, glaring at him.

Tumble looked at her for a moment, a cake halfway in his mouth. Then he shrugged, poked her again, and continued eating. Electra squeaked when he poked her. Green eyes narrowing, she grabbed a mousecake from the tray. Then she turned to face Tumblebrutus. He looked at her, one of his eyebrows cocked. The queen-kit mashed the cake into his face. "Hope you enjoy your food," she said, frowning at him.

Tumble calmly wiped crumbs from his face. Then he took another cake, and quickly shoved it into Electra's headfur, rubbing it around. The queen-kit hissed at him, then grabbed a cup of milk that was on the table and dumped it on his head. Tumblebrutus shook his head, sending milk droplets flying all over Electra, who squealed again, attracting Jenny's attention from the other room.

"I told you two to-" the Gumbie Cat started, poking her head out into the main den. Her sentence fell and her eyes widened as she saw the mess the two had made. Her voice becoming deathly quiet and scary, she said, "Clean it up. Now."

Electra and Tumblebrutus looked at each other, both with mousecake bits in their fur, Tumble with his fur wet and matted from the milk. "Yes mam," they whispered, quickly getting towels and the broom. Jenny gave them one more frightening look before going back to the kittens.

"Let's not tell anyone about this."

"Agreed. Our little secret."

A/N:

Yes, I am very behind in this contest. And originally, my main topic was Electra, but I think it turned into Electra/Tumble. Entry for Jellicle Week October.