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Post by kamaria on Jun 22, 2010 17:56:12 GMT -5
Peeking inside Plato's den, Kamaria spotted him sleeping. Hopefully she could sneak in and grab one of his hemp strings without waking him up. Tiptoeing very carefully, she snuck past him, grabbed one of the strings, and turned around. As she did so, she realized Plato was sleeping in the buff. He was sleeping on his stomach, luckily - Kamaria would've probably died of embarrassment if she'd seen his fun bits. Even though all she saw now was his bum, she blushed. Not bad, not bad indeed. She froze when he made a noise and shifted, but relaxed when he didn't seem to wake up. She hurriedly left his den, and once outside grinned widely at Puck.
"Got the Plato token. Now, where's Rumple's stash hidden?"
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Post by puck on Jun 22, 2010 18:38:51 GMT -5
Puck looked around, trying to get her bearings. Recognizing a group of appliances, she nodded her head in that direction. "There's a small path along side those appliances that leads to a different part of the junkyard. There's a little nook that comes off the path where one of her stashes is hidden. Close enough that it would be possible for Plato to find, but not too obvious to make it look set up. That might be a good one."
With a grin she glanced over at Kamaria when she got a slightly confused look. "You're blushing. What happened in there?"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 22, 2010 18:45:27 GMT -5
Kamaria grinned. "Perfect, let's go for that one!"
When Puck pointed out the blushing, she laughed self-consciously.
"Um. Plato was in there sleeping. In the buff. On his stomach, luckily, but I still got a face-full of Plato-bum. Which is quite a nice bum, I must say, but ack. I've seen Plato naked!"
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Post by puck on Jun 22, 2010 19:12:57 GMT -5
"Plato.... naked?" Puck had started heading towards the path but stopped when Kam mentioned this tidbit. She thought for a minute before shaking her head. "Nah, I think I can live without seeing that." Still, she stored that fact in her mind. It gave her an idea for a future prank.
She continued on the way and waved for Kam to follow. The sock wasn't to far, but it was still a bit of a walk. After a few minutes the nook came into view. It wasn't an obvious nook but she was accustomed to looking for hiding places so it had jumped out at her immediately. Puck paused for a moment and turned to Kam. "There isn't enough room for both of us in there. I'll be right back."
Puck disappeared into the hiding place and dug around a bit before reappearing with the sock in hand.
"Looks like there's a bit more in here then the first time I saw it so she's been here recently. Shall we take a lot, a bit, or all of it?"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 22, 2010 19:20:38 GMT -5
"Yes... naked," Kamaria said, with a snorted laugh. She really shouldn't have been surprised by Plato being one to sleep naked.
Kamaria stood by as Puck rummaged about for the sock, absentmindedly fiddling with the piece of hemp string. Hopefully Rumpleteazer would connect the dots and arrive at the conclusion that Plato was behind it all. She'd heard the younger kittens talk about Plato and Rumple having had a bit of a... thing, though, so she probably would. Oh, the hilarity if there was a crush involved, too!
When Puck reappeared, Kamaria cocked her head to the side in thought. "How about we look and see if there's anything in there that looks important, and swap that for the cord?"
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Post by puck on Jun 22, 2010 19:34:23 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me. You know Rumple a bit better than I do so you might know what she would consider important better than I would."
Puck pulled everything out and spread it out on the ground. "Well, Rumple's a bit of a magpie, isn't she?"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 22, 2010 19:46:33 GMT -5
Kamaria nodded, and then had a peek at the contents of the sock.
"No kidding! Hmm, what in here would she consider important?" she mused, turning every item over in her hands, pondering.
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Post by puck on Jun 22, 2010 21:00:42 GMT -5
"That, and what would Plato take..." Puck looked over everything, her eyes landing on the elastic bands. "Oh, he would definitely take these. They were playing around with them earlier. And probably the pearls to, for ammo."
She picked up the chocolate bar and thought. "I'm really tempted to take a big bite out of this and leave the rest. It'd be a bit more of an insult than just taking the whole thing. Of course I'd replace it for her."
"What do you think?"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 23, 2010 4:41:22 GMT -5
Playing with the peacock feather, Kamaria nodded her agreement.
"Elastic bands, pearls, and some of the chocolate. Sounds good to me," she said with a grin, and planted Plato's hemp cord in the middle of all of Rumpleteazer's belongings.
"What do we do now, though? Do we hide away and wait until Rumple decides to appear, so we can watch the show, or do we leave the scene entirely, and hope we'll hear the fuss?"
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Post by puck on Jun 23, 2010 12:11:12 GMT -5
"Hmm, I think leaving the scene entirely, but staying in the area would work. Less of a chance to get caught. I think no matter what though we will hear the fuss. We can stash the pearls and bands in a safe place so we can return them but not get caught with them in our possession."
Puck took a big bite of the chocolate bar and rolled her eyes upwards. "Mmm... I'm not much of a chocolate fan, but this is good. Rumple has good taste." She held out the bar to Kam. "Wanna bite?"
A sudden thought came to Puck. "What about our scents? We should probably cover them or Rumple will know right away that it wasn't Plato."
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Post by kamaria on Jun 23, 2010 12:34:03 GMT -5
Kamaria nodded. "I think you're right. Sounds like a good idea, too."
When offered the chocolate, she grinned and took a bite. She'd always been a sucker for chocolate. "Oh man, that is good chocolate. Yum!"
She paused.
"Oooh, good point. Hum. Plato might have something in his den. Do you wanna go in this time?" she said with a playful smirk.
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Post by puck on Jun 23, 2010 12:42:59 GMT -5
Puck returned the smirk. "Oh, I see how it is. You just don't want to see Plato butt again. Inflict the torture on me this time." She sighed melodramatically and stuck her tongue out.
"Alright, I'll go. I should be able to find something to use."
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Post by kamaria on Jun 23, 2010 12:45:33 GMT -5
Kamaria giggled. "Yes. Share the horror," she teased.
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Post by puck on Jun 23, 2010 13:12:15 GMT -5
"And you call yourself a friend." Puck tsked. "Alright. I'll be back shortly!"
Making her way back down the path, Puck stopped just before it opened up, making sure no one was around. She determined that there was no one around, but still walked out into the clearing casually just in case someone was in the area. Over the years she had gotten pretty good at sneaking into places and ducking out of sight in a split second. Which is just what she did when she got to where Kamaria had entered Plato's den earlier.
Once inside she stood still for a moment. She had never been in Plato's den before but that was no matter. She creeped in slightly, keeping to the shadows. Plato was still asleep, his breathing slow with a slight snore every so often. However, he had shifted in his sleep. At least Kam just had to see his ass...
Puck gave a slight shudder as she got back to her search. He had to have something around here. She looked around and spotted a bottle. Perfect. The smell hit her after a few sprays and she stifled a gag. Did Plato really think this would attract anyone? She waved her paw in front of her face to try to get the smell to go away before turning and spraying Plato a few times so he wouldn't just wake up with the scent in the air.
Replacing the bottle where she got it Puck left as quickly and quietly as she could, walking casually back through the clearing and picking up her pace once back on the path until she was back by Kam.
"Oh man, you owe me."
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Post by kamaria on Jun 23, 2010 13:26:11 GMT -5
Kamaria looked up and raised an eyebrow. "How so?"
Then she caught a whiff of the bottled scent. "Man, that stuff's nasty! What is that?"
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Post by puck on Jun 23, 2010 20:54:47 GMT -5
"Ode du Plato it appears." Puck replied with a wrinkled nose. "Smells horribly, but it wouldn't surprise me that he'd think this would attract 'the ladies'."
She took the sock and lightly rubbed it over her sleeves, covering up her and Kamaria's scents with the cologne. "And you owe me for having to see what I saw when I went in his den. Plato likes to shift a lot in his sleep it seems."
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 10:17:25 GMT -5
"Well, he also believes having Alonzo go down on him will net him ladies, so... Poor delusional bugger," Kamaria said with an amused snort.
Then she laughed.
"Oh man, you saw his no-no place? I am so sorry, but also very very glad it wasn't me who got a face-full of Plato-crotch!"
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 10:32:14 GMT -5
"You know, I never got that whole idea. Surely that would attract interested toms more than queens right?" Puck shrugged. Whatever floats his boat. "Yes, lucky you. But now I can tease about his... shortcomings." She added with a wink.
Puck gave the sock a sniff. "Okay, that definitely did the trick. Shall we put it back and wait for the fun to start?"
"And maybe get me a bath?"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 11:14:29 GMT -5
"See, that's what I'd think, too. Well, that, or pervy voyeurs. Never quite understood the attraction to all of that, I've always considered sex a very private thing. Oh well, whatever tickles their fancy," Kamaria said with a shrug, then snorted a laugh at the 'shortcomings' comment.
"Alright, bring on the chaos!" she exclaimed with a grin, and then added, "and, indeed, possibly find you a bath. You stink!"
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 11:23:19 GMT -5
Puck made sure everything they were leaving was in the sock and put it back in the nook. When she came out she puffed up her chest, strutted a bit in her best Plato impersonation and put her arm around Kam's shoulder.
"Stink? What stink? The ladies love how I smell." She said wiggling her eyebrows and winking.
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 11:28:56 GMT -5
Kamaria grinned and batted her eyelashes exaggeratedly at Puck. "Do you think you will become the next Tugger?"
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 11:38:14 GMT -5
"Oh, I don't think, I know. I mean, how could I not? Just look at me!" Puck stepped back and did her best Plato impersonating Tugger impersonation.
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 11:41:42 GMT -5
Kamaria giggled. "You're pretty good at impersonating Plato, I must say!"
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 11:48:14 GMT -5
A look of terror came to Puck's face. "That's kind of depressing....BATH! PLEASE!"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 15:06:44 GMT -5
"Okay okay, let's go find you a bath, and get outta here, in case Rumple shows up!" Kamaria laughed, and dragged Puck away from Rumpleteazer's stash.
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 15:22:13 GMT -5
Puck let herself be dragged away. "Thanks babe!"
Stop.
"Fuck. I'm starting to talk like him! I think we should hurry!"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 24, 2010 15:25:27 GMT -5
Kamaria giggled. "You kinda do, actually. Pleasedon'thitme," she said, squeaking the last bit, still moving away from the 'scene of crime'.
She couldn't wait to find out how Rumple would react. This was going to be legendary.
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 15:29:54 GMT -5
"Nnnn.... I don't wanna be like Plato!" Puck whined as she hopped around anxiously. "We need to find me a bath, now!"
Grabbing Kam's hand, she ran off in search of anything that would get the smell off of her.
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Post by gingertealeaf on Jun 24, 2010 15:48:11 GMT -5
It was earlu late in the morning, other cats would be popping their heads out soon to greet the twilight, hues of orange and pink had already started appearing around the rising sun. Rumpel made her way through the junkyard eyes and ears twitching to make sure she wasn't being followed. The air was cool for this midsummers morn a relief from the hazy heat over the stuffy night, Rumpelteazer had slept her way through it all, she hated when it got too hot but now was the perfect time to be out and she quite fancied some alone time, maybe she would take her favourite stash with her and sit under the bandstand in a nearby park, eating chocolate and stoning pigeons via elastic bands, she loved birds, pigeons the most, they were so slow and gullible, easy targets for a lazy evening.
She eventually reached her favourite stash and took down a grey and brown knitted sock from a fairly high nook, she sat, back up against the wall (out of habits of course, never leave your back open) and plunged an arm into the sock. It smelt different she thought. Pulling her arm back out she brought the sock to her nose and inhaled deep, she was struck with familiarity, something that made her feel a little excited, her stomach briefly flit with butterflies and she smiled to herself. 'Ha, you silly girl Rumpel. Having a crush over him....' The feeling distracted her away from the whys of the scent on her sock bag and she plunged her arm back in again searching the contents. "hum" No pearls? She emptied the contents onto the floor and pushed the peacock feather aside (she loved birds and that feather took some crafty sneaking to pluck) looking for the pearls. None. No pearls and no elastic bands. Then her eyes flit to the chocolate, she grabbed it and peeled back the purple foil, to her dismay someone had taken two large bites out of it. She dropped it back down and slouched against the wall, eyes meeting the stars that had started to appear in the purple sky. "The fuck...." Who would have done this, this was her most favourite stash of stuff, not the most expensive but the most dear to her. Looking back down she saw it, a small length of hemp string. The scent on her sock, hemp string....Plato. Was he behind this? Rumpel squat and gathered her things back into the sock, she placed it back up on the nook and tucked the hemp string into her top. Hopefully he would either be asleep or out but either one Rumpel was determined to find evidence. She wasn't scared, she could pin him if things turned funny. Why would he do this though?
She took off at speed following the narrow path that lead to where she had just been and off towards Plato's den.
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Post by puck on Jun 24, 2010 16:36:59 GMT -5
Much to Puck's relief, it didn't take them long to find a place for her to wash up. A good scrub and a change of clothes and she was no longer under the influence of Plato, thankfully. Puck wasn't sure how much longer she could have stood that. He must have something in there that clouds judgment. Only explanation for that. She'd have to give her clothes a good washing later on as they still reeked of Ode du Plato.
With her smelly clothes, the things they snagged from Rumple and a couple bars of replacement chocolate hidden away in a safe place, Puck and Kam quietly returned to the area around Plato's den and had found a hiding spot with a good view of the den and clearing.
"Now we just have to sit and wait!" She whispered, excited to see what would unfold.
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