It was near Valentines day, and all the cats were preparing a dance. They had strug red and white lights up everywhere, and Munkustrap was hiding something. Everyone was coming. Even Gus! Bustopher Jones was the only cat that didn't have a date! He felt mixed feelings about this, and the only solution was to eat!
He dragged his twenty-five pound self to The Grotto, his fave club, and ordered steak. Sitting at the table next to his was a black and white female who was on the plump side. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen! Quickly he ate his steak and rushed over to Jonie, the waitress.
"Who is that?" He asked, twirling his mustache.
"That's Cynthia. She comes in here every Tuesday."
"Thanks Jonie!"
"Anytime, Jones."
After his talk with Jonie, he headed home, where there was a rose on the table. He picked it up and read the note attached:
Dear Bustopher:
I love you. Meet me at the lamppost tonight at 7:00.
Your secret admirer @-->-->
That night, at 7:00, he went to the lamppost, where, to his surprise, was Cynthia! "Hello, Busty," she purred. "I see you got my note."
"Why, yes!" He replied. "Would you like to come with me to the dance tonight?"
"Sure!" Bustopher offered her his arm, and off they went.
The cats spent the night dancing and eating. Cassandra brought sushi, Demeter fish, Bombalurina, who's owner was a butcher, had gotten some hamburger, and Tugger brought grouse, after much debating.
"Demeter, I have a question...." Munkustrap said to his lover, who was sitting by him. Macavity had just come, leaving Dem a little shaky.
"Yes?" She asked. Munkustrap made sure all the cats were watching, and then got down on one knee. Bombalurina smiled with pleasure and looked on so no one would see her tears.
"Will you marry me?" He gave her a diamond collar, tastefully wrapped by Mistoffelees.
"Oh, Heaviside Layer! Of course I will!" Demeter jumped into his arms and they kissed.
"It's all terribly romantic!" Etcetera said to Victoria and Jemima. Bustopher and Cynthia left later that night, promising to attend the wedding-and planning their own.
THE END @--->