Chapter 105 - SBT
Here it is!
"Mundy? Mundy, wake up, mon amour, Mundy?"
Lucien was patting Mundy's shoulder repeatedly.
"Uh? Huh…? W-what's wrong?" Mundy opened one eye and frowned.
"It's Perle, I can't find her, please, help me, I-I don't know what to do…!"
Mundy opened his other eye in a flash and blinked repeatedly. Both him and Lucien got out of bed.
"Have you looked everywhere in the house?"
"Oui, I-I cannot find her or Soot… I am terrified, Mundy…!" Lucien's breath was short and fast.
"Alright, let's look together, switch the lights on everywhere. You go and take downstairs, I stay here upstairs, now go…"
Lucien obeyed without a second thought and hurtled down the stairs. In a few seconds, all the house was lit up and as Mundy looked at the alarm clock in their room, he realised it was a few minutes past three in the morning.
"Pearl? Pearl, baby? Sooty boy?" He looked in the room, the cupboards, the bathroom, the cat's room…
"Perle? Perle, ma chérie? Mon bébé? Soot? Où êtes-vous tous les deux?"
[Perle? Perle, my darling? My baby? Soot? Where are you, the both of you?]
Mundy came downstairs to help his lover and found Lucien running from one room to the next. All the cupboards in the kitchen were open and the living-room looked as if it had just been burgled.
"Babies? Where are you…?"
"I cannot find them anywhere, Mundy? Did they leave? Did they just go? But why? And where to?"
Mundy took his lover by the hand and pulled him closer to hug him and comfort him.
"Pearl can't have gone far, she's big and slow…" He frowned to think when-
"Meow!"
Both Lucien and Mundy's head swooshed to the direction the meow had come from. It was a windowsill. The window was open and Soot slithered inside.
"Soot!" Lucien leapt at the cat. "Where is Perle? Is she alright?"
The black cat slithered away and upstairs.
"Soot! Soot, wait!"
Both men rushed after the cat who darted to the bedroom. He bit into one of Lucien's shirts and ran back downstairs, slithering like a shadow.
"Soot!"
Both men ran back downstairs and caught a glimpse of the cat leaping outside, through the open window.
"Let's go, Lu'!"
Mundy unlocked the door and both him and Lucien ran in the dead of night, barefoot in the street and hand in hand. Lucien was in his pyjamas while Mundy was still in a tank top and pair of boxer shorts.
They didn't have to run for long as Soot slipped under the van with the shirt that he had stolen. Lucien and Mundy went on all four and looked underneath the van.
"It's dark as all hell… Wait…"
Mundy ran back home and came back with the van's keys. He unlocked the back door and slipped in. Not a second later, he emerged and lit a flashlight.
"Oh, bugger, baby!"
"Perle!"
Perle was restless under the van, walking in circles in a slow and heavy gait. When she saw Papa and Dad, she pushed herself out of her hiding and meowed long and painful.
"We're here, baby… Lu', it's happenin', oh shit, she's lickin' herself now… Let me carry her to the van." Mundy gently carried her inside. "Quick, Lu', get some towels from the cupboard, now lay them down, perfect, here we go…"
Mundy went to his knees and lowered Perle on the towels that Lucien had placed on the floor.
"Oh, mon Dieu…" Lucien was restless too and on his knees, he was shaking from teeth to toes, "W-what can I do? Perle? Perle, dis-moi, mon bébé…"
[Perle? Perle, tell me, my baby…]
Soot gently put the shirt next to Perle who was laying down and licking her nether regions repeatedly.
"Alright, Lu', listen here, there isn't much we can do. When the babies get born, don't touch them before she does, ok? It'll be messy but she needs to clean them herself, alright?"
Lucien was still shaking, and his teeth were chattering. Mundy switched the light on in the van and closed the door. He came back to sit on the floor, next to Lucien, and pulled him into a comforting hug.
"Why is she licking herself there? Is she hurt? Do we need to take her to the veterinarian? Sh-should we drive her there?"
"No, sshhh… Lu'..." Mundy gently rocked his lover left and right. "Stop worryin', it's not helping her to feel so much tension in you."
"Will she be fine?" Lucien started biting his nails.
"Yeah, have you not been readin' that book of yours?"
"Oui, I have but… I-I don't feel so ready now." Lucien shamefully admitted.
"It's alright, it doesn't matter." Mundy gently brushed Lucien's hair. "Want me to talk you through it?"
"Oui, please." Lucien clawed on his lover's sides and leaned his head on his shoulder, but his eyes never left Perle.
"See how she's lickin' herself?"
"Oui."
"She isn't hurt, she's feelin' it coming. Any second now she - oh, here she is, her water broke. That's why I had you get the towels."
"Can Soot or us help her in any way?"
"Nah. See how even he's keeping his distance?"
"Oui."
"Then we should do the same. Just be here for her, encourage her, but don't disturb anythin'."
"Why did he take one of my shirts?"
Mundy smiled.
"Because that's what brings them comfort, the smell of you. While you were supposedly dead, they slept every night with your jacket and your perfume on it…" He kissed Lucien's head and continued to gently rock him left and right, to comfort him. "And look now, can you see through the fluff there…?"
"Where?" Lucien pulled his neck to see better while keeping his distance with Perle.
"Look there." Mundy pointed.
"Is that…?"
"Yeah, it's the first baby."
"Oh, mon Dieu!" Lucien escaped his lover's arms and looked at Perle, addressing her directly. "Mon bébé, tu peux le faire, allez ma chérie, un petit effort, on peut voir le petit, vas-y ma petite…"
[My baby, you can do it, go on, my darling, a bit more effort, we can see the little one, go on, my baby…]
Mundy put a hand on Lucien's back and brushed him gently.
"Mundy, are you sure I cannot touch her? I would like to hold her hand."
"I'm sure, love, leave her alone."
"Fine…"
"Look, here, baby." Mundy pulled his lover back in his arms and pointed at the first kitten.
"Oh! It's white! It's white like his mother!" Lucien excitedly announced.
"Yeah, but look at the paws…"
Lucien squinted.
"Grand Dieu! It's white with black paws!" Lucien turned to Mundy and hugged him.
"Yeah, and the first one is out now. Great job Pearl, breathe and go for number two, yeah?"
"Mundy, listen…!"
The kitten squeaked.
"Is it hurt? Is it alright?" Lucien asked, worried.
"No, luv', it's normal. Babies squeal and mewl to attract mummy's attention. But see how its eyes are closed?"
Lucien leaned closer.
"Ah, oui, you are right… Is that normal?"
"Yeah, their eyes and ears stay shut for a few days."
"They cannot hear or see anything for days?" Lucien asked.
"Yeah."
"Poor them…"
"And they're very bad at regulatin' their body temperature, that's why they pile up in a mass of fluff, or they stay stuck to their Mum."
It lasted hours of Lucien going through a roller-coaster of emotions. He would explode in joy whenever a kitten made it entirely out and would worry to the bone through the entire process, when the kitten is half in and half out.
"This is it! Four of them!" Lucien chimed, trying again to escape his lover's arms, but Mundy held him back, seeing how much the Frenchman wanted to touch either mother or newborns.
"Yeah, so we got a white one with black paws, a white one with a bit of off-white-ish, a completely black one and a white one with a black tip of the tail."
"They look so… defenseless…! Mon amour… Can we do anything for them or not yet?"
"Not yet, see how Pearl is still bathing them?"
"Oui."
"That means they're not ready for us yet. But y'know what?"
"Hm?"
"Come with me, we'll go and get some water and food for Pearl and Soot."
"May I say something to her first?"
"O'course. D'you want me to leave you alone with her?"
"Non, please." Lucien tightened his hand on Mundy's. He turned to Perle. "Ma chérie, je suis fière de toi. Papa et Dad sont très fiers de toi. Donne-nous une petite minute, on revient tout de suite. Soot, s'il te plaît, veille sur elle."
[My darling, I am proud of you. Papa and Dad are very proud of you. Give us a little minute, we will be back in a second. Soot, please, take care of her.]
Both men exited the van and went back home. Mundy headed straight for the kitchen and Lucien let go of his hand, parting ways in the corridor. He didn't think much of it, he assumed Lucien needed to use the bathroom.
When Mundy finished preparing some food and water for the cats, Lucien appeared at the door.
"Let us go back, shall we?"
"What are you doin' with all that?"
"It's pillows and a blanket. You don't think I will sleep here while Perle is there all alone?" Lucien answered. "Come on, she is waiting…!"
Mundy smiled and followed his lover. A minute later, they were back in the van and Perle had stopped bathing her little ones.
"Here, Pearl, some food and water. Y'need to drink plenty with all that water you lost, eh?"
"Meow…"
"Why does she sound so sad?" Lucien sat on the floor next to her.
"She isn't sad, baby, she's tired."
"Oh, that I can understand. May I touch her now?"
"Let's see if she's ok with that…" Mundy approached his hand to Perle slowly. She smelt his fingers and leaned her head to them. "Yeah, she seems alright, luv'. Just try and not tire her more, eh?"
"Oh, non, of course not." Lucien approached his fingers to her, and Perle looked up at him.
"Meow?"
"Oui, mon bébé?"
[Yes, my baby.]
Perle purred when Lucien scratched her head and her jaw. The Frenchman showered her in words of praise and affection while Mundy switched on the small electric heater before sitting next to them.
"So, Lu'..."
"Oui?"
"We need names for the babies."
"Oh, oui, we do."
"Any ideas?"
"Do we even know if they are male or female?" Lucien asked.
"Let me check… Pearl, is that ok if I have a look, baby?" Perle laid her head in Lucien's hand and closed her eyes for a moment. "Right, so let's start with the white one with black paws… It's a boy."
"He looks like Glovy but with inverted colours." Lucien said.
"Then why not Glovy?"
"Again?" Lucien asked.
"Yeah, but like uh… Glovy the Second?"
"The long dynasty of the Glovies, hm?" Lucien asked with a smile.
"Yeah, why not?"
"Fine, he is now Glovy the Second. Check the next one."
"This white one with slightly off-white patches is a girl."
"Oh, a lady… By the way, isn't it strange that the patches she has are not black?"
"Nah, Pearl and Soot could've had plain ginger cats."
"Really?"
"Yeah, so it's not too surprisin' and no, don't look at her like that, it doesn't mean she did her business with another cat."
"She certainly did not." Lucien answered. "We heard her when they… uhm… conceived those babies."
"Exactly. But yeah, what name shall we go for this one?"
"Any ideas?" Lucien asked.
"Toasty?"
"Really?" Lucien asked, unconvinced.
"She looks like Perle but a bit more uh… cooked? Right, maybe it isn't the best name…"
"What is white and you can toast like that?" Lucien wondered out loud.
"Marshmallow?" Mundy answered and both men locked eyes. "Sounds nice, yeah?"
Lucien smiled and nodded, leaning on Mundy's side. The Aussie wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close.
"Next one, this black one here… He's a boy."
"Look they are starting to dry off. This one is drying fast, he looks quite fuzzy."
"Yeah, he's a lil' ball of black fuzz."
"I know what we will call him." The Frenchman raised his head to his lover and smirked.
"Alright, what then?"
Lucien raised his index finger and tapped the tip of Mundy's nose.
"Bushcat."
"What?!"
"Look at how he squeals, and looks for comfort in his mother. He is exactly like you, only he is a cat. The Bushman, in cat form."
"Bushcat?"
"Bushcat." Lucien confirmed.
"Right then." Mundy kissed his lover's brow. "So we've got Glovy, Marshmallow and Bushkitty. Now, for this last one… It's a she, she's white with a black tip of her tail."
"She looks like she dipped the tip of her tail in ink." Lucien said.
"Inky, then?"
"Oui, Inky."
"So we got Glovy the second, Marshmallow, Bushcat and Inky, right?"
"Oui, I think so." Lucien took Mundy's arm and held on to it like he would a teddy bear. The Aussie smiled and kissed Lucien's hair, on his brow.
"So, we're sleepin' here?" Mundy asked.
"I will but I don't want to force you if you would rather sleep at home."
"What nonsense are you blabberin' about, baby doll…?" Mundy chuckled. "You think I'll leave you alone to sleep in my own van with the rest of the family while I sleep alone in the house? Pfff, c'mon…"
They exchanged a chuckle and a quick peck.
"I'll prepare the bed, you keep an eye on the babies, yeah?"
"Mundy…?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Staying with me here, with us."
"You almost sound like I wouldn't." Mundy said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"Non, I just want to make sure that you don't feel compelled to."
"Of course not." Mundy answered. "Wanna sleep in the bed or on the floor next to her?"
"We can?"
"Well, I'll have to spoon ya, we don't have much space, but if you feel better that way, yeah, sure. Let's put some blankets on the floor first… There… Put the pillows, yeah? Great, now we can lie down, c'mere, you old baby."
Lucien snuggled against Mundy and the Aussie threw a blanket over both of them before lacing an arm around Lucien and pulling him close.
"Thank God for the blanket…" The Aussie said, burying his nose in Lucien's hair. He started closing his eyes.
"Are you feeling cold?"
Mundy gently nodded.
"Oh, viens ici…"
[Oh, come here…]
Lucien rolled to face his lover and pulled him such that Mundy's head was against his chest. The long locks of Lucien's hair softly fell on Mundy's head and face, bringing him an additional source of warmth. The Aussie buried his head there and wrapped his arms around Lucien, pulling him impossibly closer. The Frenchman hooked a leg over his back.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, I just… I'm happy to be with you for this."
Lucien heard the muffled sounds of kisses on his chest and smiled.
"So am I, mon loup."
"Lu'?"
"Oui?"
"Remember the first time we slept here?"
"Of course, it was the night I confessed my feelings for you." Lucien gently scratched Mundy's head as he hugged it.
"Yeah… It was… It was somethin'. I mean, did you really cling to the ladder at the back when I left you?"
"And did you really leave me in the middle of nowhere to be eaten by the coyotes?" Lucien answered.
"Y'know, right before you joined me in bed and gave me a good scare, I was actually regrettin' it."
"Ah, I feel better." Lucien answered with irony.
"No, seriously, Lu'. I was thinkin' that I'd gone too far and I shouldn't have left you."
"Hm."
"But then I felt somethin' on the bed, I turned and boom. There you were." Lucien smiled, still gently massaging Mundy's scalp. "You were there and I just… Gosh, and you knew I loved you!"
"Oui."
"And you loved me too?"
"Oui."
"Had you been lovin' me for long or…?"
"Quite a while, oui."
"And you knew I loved you but you didn't do anythin'?"
"Non, I didn't."
"You're more shy than I thought." Mundy said.
"Non, I wasn't being timid, I was being realistic. I was convinced that you deserved to be happy, and I would have given a lot to see you feel whole with me, but I was on a job that would surely end up in my death, and of course, I did not want to involve you in that."
"Yeah, I understand… Still, I'm glad we ended up together anyway."
"I did give away a year of my life again, to pay that price." Lucien said. "And I am not getting younger, not at all."
"Neither am I. But if I had to make the choice that you did, basically if I had to choose between losing you for one year but gettin' you in the end, and losin' you forever? Yeah, I'd have chosen the same. I want to live with you, do stuff with you, see stuff with you… I don't know, I just… I feel like things make sense with you, and I can be myself. I don't need to change myself for you to like me or not find me weird."
"Of course not. Playing a role you can do for short periods of time. But pretending to be someone else for a long period of time will affect you, badly so."
"Is that the ex-Spook talkin'?"
"Oui, it is."
"Right." Mundy looked up and Lucien met his eyes. "Professor Ski."
Lucien chuckled and laced his legs between Mundy's.
"It's been a long time since I heard this name."
"And it turned out to be quite good, you are teachin' in the end, yeah?"
"Oui, it is true, although what I teach has nothing to do with skiing."
"Well, can't be that good at predictin' the future. It's like the weather forecast." Mundy chuckled.
"So, if you can see in the future, what do you see for us?" Lucien asked.
Both had their eyes closed and their limbs intertwined with one another.
"That you and I are gonna fall asleep very soon, Lu'."
"Even I could have made that prediction."
"You didn't ask for somethin' that you couldn't predict."
"And what if I do?" Lucien asked.
"Well then, I guess I gotta tell you what I'm gonna do now."
"Pray tell."
"C'mere… I'm gonna hold you close… Like this… And I'm gonna kiss your forehead… Mh, like this, and I'm gonna wish you a good night, baby doll."
"Good night to you too, mon loup."
They both closed their eyes and the squeals of the kittens dissolved in the air as they too fell asleep.
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