callista_mythol (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} callista_mythol) wrote,@ 2009-06-05 15:26:00 |
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CATS AU extra
Title: Interval
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur (Mr Mistoffelees/Rum Tum Tugger), possibly Galahad/Gawain
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humour, romance
Word count: 2,292
Disclaimer: I own neither BBC’s version of Merlin nor Andrew Lloyd Webber’s CATS
Summary: A little bonus to my original fic. Through the eyes of Galahad, a recently out teenager whose best friend cheers him up by taking him out to see a show, one that has quite the reputation thanks to two of its actors.
AN: This little extra wouldn’t leave me and I really wanted to write the boys in this ‘verse from someone else’s point of view. Plus the intervals at this musical tend to be great fun.
Original fic here: http://callista-mythol.livejournal.c
Interval
Galahad sighed again as his best friend, Gawain, continued to chatter aimlessly as he lead the way to the New London Theatre.
“...and the reviews said it’s brilliant, and that the chemistry of the actors is phenomenal, which I personally means that they think the actors are all shagg...”
“Gawain!”
“What?” Gawain said, turning to him with a slightly cheeky smirk, clearly loving the faint colour now flooding Galahad’s cheeks.
The thing about Gawain was that, even though he was an evil tease he was also the best friend one could have. Ever since Galahad had come out to him he’d been nothing but supportive, and when Galahad’s dad kicked him out for being ‘a fucking poof’ he offered him a place to stay. Even now the other boy was going out of his way to cheer his miserable friend up by taking him to the theatre, something Galahad had enjoyed right up until his father used it as one of the many reasons he should’ve seen his son’s ‘oddity’ before. Clearly Gawain was just trying to give him his love for it back.
Didn’t make him any less of a horrid tease though.
“Just...let’s get in okay?”
Gawain, eyes twinkling, agreed and grabbed his hand to lead him ever onwards. And as usual, Galahad followed.
*************************************
Nothing could’ve prepared him for this.
Seriously, nothing.
It was amazing! From the opening song he was riveted (much to Gawain’s amusement) and he leaned forwards with a smile as the cats dressed as cockroaches started to tap dance. Jennyanydots was gleefully leading them in the number and even cheekily smacked the backside of one of the other cats. The tuxedo coloured cat squeaked and rubbed his rear as the white kitten to his side giggled.
“Which one’s that one?” Galahad whispered to Gawain as he watched the tuxedo cat disappear off stage briefly, still rubbing his bum.
“Mr Mistoffelees, Merlin Emrys according to the programme. He’s one of the actors the reviewers keep raving about. Why, you fancy him?”
Galahad turned to glare at his friend but couldn’t help smirking a little.
“It’s a very tight costume.”
Both sniggered, covering their mouths with their hands as a little old lady three seats down shushed them. Still giggling Galahad turned back to watch the show. And just in time it seemed, as the number finished. The next song, however, started soon after.
Galahad practically stopped breathing.
****************************************
“The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat!”
Tugger gyrated his hips again and grinned cheshire-like out into the audience. Turning to Etcetera, he thrust his hips once and made her faint into Alonzo’s arms. He grinned more widely when he heard a jealous hiss come from behind him somewhere.
“And there’s no doing anything about it!”
He ran his hand up and down his own body, listening for the careful steps as a cat climbed off the boot of the car and headed towards him. Grinning evilly, he prepared himself.
“The Rum Tum Tugger is a terrible bore.”
Tugger turned to Mistoffelees and caught the twinkle of amusement in the other cat’s eye. Without warning he clapped his hands to Mistoffelees’ face and leant in. He caught a look of shock on Mistoffelees’ face just as their lips connected and he very quickly massaged the lips under his with his own. When he pulled back he grinned at the dumb-struck look on Mistoffelees’ face. The look quickly changed to ‘embarrassed-but-happy’ and he purred at the same time as Mistoffelees, who turned and ran towards the edge to hide behind a wheel, Demeter laughing as she gently groomed the now blushing cat.
****************************************
Galahad felt his jaw drop.
Gawain, however, was practically dying of laughter in his seat and put two fingers in his mouth to whistle loudly. It was drowned out though, due to a lot of happily squealing girls in the audience.
“He...He just...Wha...”
“And this,” Gawain said, patting his stunned friend’s shoulder, “is why I waited until I definitely knew it was Arthur Pendragon and Merlin Emrys that were definitely the actors on tonight. I’m sure the other Tuggers and Mistos are good, but these two...well.”
He waved his hand towards the stage where Tugger was leading the excited cats and kittens in a very energetic dance. They both watched as Mistoffelees once again bounded forwards, joining the other cats and dancing to Tugger’s right. They watched as Tugger twirled away from the saucy red cat that Tugger kept avoiding, and they watched as he instead pulled Mistoffelees to his chest to run his hand possessively up the other cat’s body.
“This,” Gawain said proudly, “is the gayest production of CATS ever...and it’s brilliant!”
Galahad laughed and laughed and laughed.
****************************************
The interval came far too quickly as far as Galahad was concerned, but he guessed having the opportunity to buy some ice-cream never hurt, so he handed his money over to Gawain who went to retrieve them.
The reason Gawain had declined his offer to come with him became obvious when he saw the curtains lift not for the next act, but for the chance to have your programmes signed by Old Deuteronomy. He smiled as he watched the children in the audience all lined up to meet the friendly old cat, and took the chance to glance around the set.
He blinked as a couple of the cats from the show popped in and out of the set, clearly still in character. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were sliding over the floor towards the children and as one little girl dangled her rope-belt end in front of Mungojerrie, he began to swat at it gleefully.
Galahad laughed and turned to see a few more cats, clearly done with their break even though there was still ten minutes to the end of the interval, poked their heads out. He beamed though when he spotted a familiar black and white cat slide out onto the floor.
He watched as a couple of kids gave a happy yell at seeing him. Clearly Mistoffelees enjoyed the attention as he crawled towards them to sniff happily at one boy’s ice cream. The boy giggled and tilted it towards him, Mistoffelees looking between the cream and the boy seemingly trying to decide whether to accept the offer. Before he could though, a very excited white kitten knocked him to one side and the two started to playfully swat at each other.
Galahad laughed and decided that these actors had the best job in the world. They essentially got to play at dress up, perform in a widely adored musical and got away with all manner of things (such as snogging each other on stage).
Talking of which, Galahad perked up when he spotted the infamous Rum Tum Tugger strut on stage.
It was hard to decide which one he fancied the most, Tugger with his obvious in-your-face sexuality or Mistoffelees with his cuteness. Either way, from what Gawain had told him it didn’t matter as these two actors clearly were all over each other, so it’s not like he had a chance either way.
Didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the view.
He didn’t blink as he watched Tugger tilt his head at the two romping cats, stretch down onto the floor and roll onto his back not far from them. Instantly he had an excitable Mistoffelees lying across his chest sideways, effectively pinning him down as the white cat (‘Victoria’ Galahad realised as he checked his programme) swatted at Mistoffelees tail.
The children nearby where laughing and squealing happily as Tugger sat up, making Mistoffelees roll into his lap and rolled again until they settled on their stomachs stretched out next to each other. From there Tugger started to ‘groom’ Mistoffelees and the tuxedo cat chirped.
Galahad felt his stomach squirm pleasantly. It was nice to see two men, two dating men if his friend was to be believed, so comfortable together and so unapologetic about it. He wanted that, that ease to be with each other (and okay so maybe this Merlin and Arthur had the benefit of being actors but there was clearly more than just ‘stage chemistry’ there, that there was real affection), and he was beginning to realise that despite what his arsehole of a father said there really was nothing wrong with being this way.
It’d take a while to be as confident as them, but he’d get there.
For now though he contented himself with watching Tugger hiss at Victoria, who hissed back and slid over to Deuteronomy. Mistoffelees lightly swatted at Tugger’s head in rebuke but Tugger merely stretched to press the tip of his nose to Mistoffelees.
Galahad looked up as Gawain returned with their ice-creams and they smiled at each other contentedly.
****************************************
“So? How awesome am I as a friend?”
Galahad laughed and shook his head in amusement as he sipped his coke. Gawain nudged him with his elbow making him splutter and laugh again.
“You are the awesome of awesomeness.”
“Damn straight,” Gawain said and they toasted with the cokes. They’d slipped into The Prince of Wales pub not far from the theatre after the show had finished, both on a high and not ready to go home yet.
The show, of course, had continued on being thoroughly enjoyable and Galahad hadn’t heard an audience cheer so loudly as when Tugger dipped Mistoffelees into a kiss at the curtain call. It had rounded off the evening magnificently, as far as Galahad was concerned.
“And how are you feeling now?” Gawain asked more seriously and Galahad turned to look at him. He smiled and made to answer but his attention was caught when a group of five people came into the pub. Frowning, he quickly checked his programme before squeaking and darted his eyes back over to the new arrivals.
“What?” Gawain said turning in his seat and Galahad heard him gasp.
“Isn’t that...”
“Yep.”
Arthur Pendragon, Merlin Emrys, Morgana Le Fay, Gwen DeGrace and Lance Du Luc took a corner table as they all chatted loudly, laughing and joking with each other. Galahad felt winded and oddly happy to see traces of make up still visible in odd places on their faces, like near their hairlines or on their ears. He felt even more breathless when Arthur draped his arm casually over Merlin’s shoulders and quickly stole a kiss.
“God, they look even better out of costume,” Galahad heard Gawain mutter and frowning in confusion he turned to glance quickly at his friend. Gawain merely cocked an eyebrow at him.
Galahad turned back to the group, watching as Merlin, who was speaking to Gwen, dropped his hand onto Arthur’s thigh.
“Did you see...”
He stopped as he noticed Gawain was no longer beside him and looked around frantically. His heart stopped as he turned back to the group to find his friend quietly talking to the group, Arthur and Merlin’s heads tilted up at Gawain and smiling politely as he spoke. He blushed when Gawain pointed over at him and the two actors looked across with kind smiles, Merlin taking the programme from Gawain and starting to write something. Arthur however stepped round them both and headed towards Galahad.
Galahad’s heart pounded in his chest and he thought, just for a second, that he might throw up.
“I take it you’re Galahad?” Arthur said softly as he reached him and Galahad nodded shakily.
“Your friend was saying that you’ve been having a hard time lately, with coming out?”
Galahad blushed horribly and groaned quietly. He threw a look over at his smiling friend and nodded again when he turned back to Arthur.
“It’s not an easy thing to do, admitting it,” Arthur said patting his shoulder, “And I can safely say you’re handling it a lot better than I did when I first realised.”
“Really?” Galahad said and Arthur smiled at him warmly.
“Ask Merlin, I was a berk.”
Galahad laughed and Arthur grinned widely. He sobered up as he continued though.
“But the thing is you’ve got a great friend over there who clearly cares enough to want to make you happy. That helps a great deal, believe me.”
“Did you have a friend to help?” Galahad said quietly and Arthur turned to look at the group back at the table with a soft look on his face.
“I had Merlin.”
Galahad felt that that said it all really. Both he and Arthur smiled when Merlin glanced over his shoulder at them, his face split in a big joyful grin as he waved at them both.
“Keep hold of your friend, and you’ll be okay. It was nice meeting you Galahad.”
“You too...thanks,” Arthur clapped his shoulder one last time and made his way back to the group, passing Gawain on the way as his friend leapt back onto his stool.
“Kill me later,” he said cheerfully and Galahad laughed as he pushed lightly at his shoulder.
“I’m pushing you in front of the first moving vehicle I see,” he threatened and Gawain swatted him with his programme before handing it to him with a gentle smile. Returning it Galahad read the message from Merlin and smiled.
To Galahad, persevere and you too may have your own prat to love and adore. Good luck to you, Merlin (and Arthur) xx
Fin
Title: Interval
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur (Mr Mistoffelees/Rum Tum Tugger), possibly Galahad/Gawain
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humour, romance
Word count: 2,292
Disclaimer: I own neither BBC’s version of Merlin nor Andrew Lloyd Webber’s CATS
Summary: A little bonus to my original fic. Through the eyes of Galahad, a recently out teenager whose best friend cheers him up by taking him out to see a show, one that has quite the reputation thanks to two of its actors.
AN: This little extra wouldn’t leave me and I really wanted to write the boys in this ‘verse from someone else’s point of view. Plus the intervals at this musical tend to be great fun.
Original fic here: http://callista-mythol.livejournal.c
Interval
Galahad sighed again as his best friend, Gawain, continued to chatter aimlessly as he lead the way to the New London Theatre.
“...and the reviews said it’s brilliant, and that the chemistry of the actors is phenomenal, which I personally means that they think the actors are all shagg...”
“Gawain!”
“What?” Gawain said, turning to him with a slightly cheeky smirk, clearly loving the faint colour now flooding Galahad’s cheeks.
The thing about Gawain was that, even though he was an evil tease he was also the best friend one could have. Ever since Galahad had come out to him he’d been nothing but supportive, and when Galahad’s dad kicked him out for being ‘a fucking poof’ he offered him a place to stay. Even now the other boy was going out of his way to cheer his miserable friend up by taking him to the theatre, something Galahad had enjoyed right up until his father used it as one of the many reasons he should’ve seen his son’s ‘oddity’ before. Clearly Gawain was just trying to give him his love for it back.
Didn’t make him any less of a horrid tease though.
“Just...let’s get in okay?”
Gawain, eyes twinkling, agreed and grabbed his hand to lead him ever onwards. And as usual, Galahad followed.
*************************************
Nothing could’ve prepared him for this.
Seriously, nothing.
It was amazing! From the opening song he was riveted (much to Gawain’s amusement) and he leaned forwards with a smile as the cats dressed as cockroaches started to tap dance. Jennyanydots was gleefully leading them in the number and even cheekily smacked the backside of one of the other cats. The tuxedo coloured cat squeaked and rubbed his rear as the white kitten to his side giggled.
“Which one’s that one?” Galahad whispered to Gawain as he watched the tuxedo cat disappear off stage briefly, still rubbing his bum.
“Mr Mistoffelees, Merlin Emrys according to the programme. He’s one of the actors the reviewers keep raving about. Why, you fancy him?”
Galahad turned to glare at his friend but couldn’t help smirking a little.
“It’s a very tight costume.”
Both sniggered, covering their mouths with their hands as a little old lady three seats down shushed them. Still giggling Galahad turned back to watch the show. And just in time it seemed, as the number finished. The next song, however, started soon after.
Galahad practically stopped breathing.
****************************************
“The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat!”
Tugger gyrated his hips again and grinned cheshire-like out into the audience. Turning to Etcetera, he thrust his hips once and made her faint into Alonzo’s arms. He grinned more widely when he heard a jealous hiss come from behind him somewhere.
“And there’s no doing anything about it!”
He ran his hand up and down his own body, listening for the careful steps as a cat climbed off the boot of the car and headed towards him. Grinning evilly, he prepared himself.
“The Rum Tum Tugger is a terrible bore.”
Tugger turned to Mistoffelees and caught the twinkle of amusement in the other cat’s eye. Without warning he clapped his hands to Mistoffelees’ face and leant in. He caught a look of shock on Mistoffelees’ face just as their lips connected and he very quickly massaged the lips under his with his own. When he pulled back he grinned at the dumb-struck look on Mistoffelees’ face. The look quickly changed to ‘embarrassed-but-happy’ and he purred at the same time as Mistoffelees, who turned and ran towards the edge to hide behind a wheel, Demeter laughing as she gently groomed the now blushing cat.
****************************************
Galahad felt his jaw drop.
Gawain, however, was practically dying of laughter in his seat and put two fingers in his mouth to whistle loudly. It was drowned out though, due to a lot of happily squealing girls in the audience.
“He...He just...Wha...”
“And this,” Gawain said, patting his stunned friend’s shoulder, “is why I waited until I definitely knew it was Arthur Pendragon and Merlin Emrys that were definitely the actors on tonight. I’m sure the other Tuggers and Mistos are good, but these two...well.”
He waved his hand towards the stage where Tugger was leading the excited cats and kittens in a very energetic dance. They both watched as Mistoffelees once again bounded forwards, joining the other cats and dancing to Tugger’s right. They watched as Tugger twirled away from the saucy red cat that Tugger kept avoiding, and they watched as he instead pulled Mistoffelees to his chest to run his hand possessively up the other cat’s body.
“This,” Gawain said proudly, “is the gayest production of CATS ever...and it’s brilliant!”
Galahad laughed and laughed and laughed.
****************************************
The interval came far too quickly as far as Galahad was concerned, but he guessed having the opportunity to buy some ice-cream never hurt, so he handed his money over to Gawain who went to retrieve them.
The reason Gawain had declined his offer to come with him became obvious when he saw the curtains lift not for the next act, but for the chance to have your programmes signed by Old Deuteronomy. He smiled as he watched the children in the audience all lined up to meet the friendly old cat, and took the chance to glance around the set.
He blinked as a couple of the cats from the show popped in and out of the set, clearly still in character. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were sliding over the floor towards the children and as one little girl dangled her rope-belt end in front of Mungojerrie, he began to swat at it gleefully.
Galahad laughed and turned to see a few more cats, clearly done with their break even though there was still ten minutes to the end of the interval, poked their heads out. He beamed though when he spotted a familiar black and white cat slide out onto the floor.
He watched as a couple of kids gave a happy yell at seeing him. Clearly Mistoffelees enjoyed the attention as he crawled towards them to sniff happily at one boy’s ice cream. The boy giggled and tilted it towards him, Mistoffelees looking between the cream and the boy seemingly trying to decide whether to accept the offer. Before he could though, a very excited white kitten knocked him to one side and the two started to playfully swat at each other.
Galahad laughed and decided that these actors had the best job in the world. They essentially got to play at dress up, perform in a widely adored musical and got away with all manner of things (such as snogging each other on stage).
Talking of which, Galahad perked up when he spotted the infamous Rum Tum Tugger strut on stage.
It was hard to decide which one he fancied the most, Tugger with his obvious in-your-face sexuality or Mistoffelees with his cuteness. Either way, from what Gawain had told him it didn’t matter as these two actors clearly were all over each other, so it’s not like he had a chance either way.
Didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the view.
He didn’t blink as he watched Tugger tilt his head at the two romping cats, stretch down onto the floor and roll onto his back not far from them. Instantly he had an excitable Mistoffelees lying across his chest sideways, effectively pinning him down as the white cat (‘Victoria’ Galahad realised as he checked his programme) swatted at Mistoffelees tail.
The children nearby where laughing and squealing happily as Tugger sat up, making Mistoffelees roll into his lap and rolled again until they settled on their stomachs stretched out next to each other. From there Tugger started to ‘groom’ Mistoffelees and the tuxedo cat chirped.
Galahad felt his stomach squirm pleasantly. It was nice to see two men, two dating men if his friend was to be believed, so comfortable together and so unapologetic about it. He wanted that, that ease to be with each other (and okay so maybe this Merlin and Arthur had the benefit of being actors but there was clearly more than just ‘stage chemistry’ there, that there was real affection), and he was beginning to realise that despite what his arsehole of a father said there really was nothing wrong with being this way.
It’d take a while to be as confident as them, but he’d get there.
For now though he contented himself with watching Tugger hiss at Victoria, who hissed back and slid over to Deuteronomy. Mistoffelees lightly swatted at Tugger’s head in rebuke but Tugger merely stretched to press the tip of his nose to Mistoffelees.
Galahad looked up as Gawain returned with their ice-creams and they smiled at each other contentedly.
****************************************
“So? How awesome am I as a friend?”
Galahad laughed and shook his head in amusement as he sipped his coke. Gawain nudged him with his elbow making him splutter and laugh again.
“You are the awesome of awesomeness.”
“Damn straight,” Gawain said and they toasted with the cokes. They’d slipped into The Prince of Wales pub not far from the theatre after the show had finished, both on a high and not ready to go home yet.
The show, of course, had continued on being thoroughly enjoyable and Galahad hadn’t heard an audience cheer so loudly as when Tugger dipped Mistoffelees into a kiss at the curtain call. It had rounded off the evening magnificently, as far as Galahad was concerned.
“And how are you feeling now?” Gawain asked more seriously and Galahad turned to look at him. He smiled and made to answer but his attention was caught when a group of five people came into the pub. Frowning, he quickly checked his programme before squeaking and darted his eyes back over to the new arrivals.
“What?” Gawain said turning in his seat and Galahad heard him gasp.
“Isn’t that...”
“Yep.”
Arthur Pendragon, Merlin Emrys, Morgana Le Fay, Gwen DeGrace and Lance Du Luc took a corner table as they all chatted loudly, laughing and joking with each other. Galahad felt winded and oddly happy to see traces of make up still visible in odd places on their faces, like near their hairlines or on their ears. He felt even more breathless when Arthur draped his arm casually over Merlin’s shoulders and quickly stole a kiss.
“God, they look even better out of costume,” Galahad heard Gawain mutter and frowning in confusion he turned to glance quickly at his friend. Gawain merely cocked an eyebrow at him.
Galahad turned back to the group, watching as Merlin, who was speaking to Gwen, dropped his hand onto Arthur’s thigh.
“Did you see...”
He stopped as he noticed Gawain was no longer beside him and looked around frantically. His heart stopped as he turned back to the group to find his friend quietly talking to the group, Arthur and Merlin’s heads tilted up at Gawain and smiling politely as he spoke. He blushed when Gawain pointed over at him and the two actors looked across with kind smiles, Merlin taking the programme from Gawain and starting to write something. Arthur however stepped round them both and headed towards Galahad.
Galahad’s heart pounded in his chest and he thought, just for a second, that he might throw up.
“I take it you’re Galahad?” Arthur said softly as he reached him and Galahad nodded shakily.
“Your friend was saying that you’ve been having a hard time lately, with coming out?”
Galahad blushed horribly and groaned quietly. He threw a look over at his smiling friend and nodded again when he turned back to Arthur.
“It’s not an easy thing to do, admitting it,” Arthur said patting his shoulder, “And I can safely say you’re handling it a lot better than I did when I first realised.”
“Really?” Galahad said and Arthur smiled at him warmly.
“Ask Merlin, I was a berk.”
Galahad laughed and Arthur grinned widely. He sobered up as he continued though.
“But the thing is you’ve got a great friend over there who clearly cares enough to want to make you happy. That helps a great deal, believe me.”
“Did you have a friend to help?” Galahad said quietly and Arthur turned to look at the group back at the table with a soft look on his face.
“I had Merlin.”
Galahad felt that that said it all really. Both he and Arthur smiled when Merlin glanced over his shoulder at them, his face split in a big joyful grin as he waved at them both.
“Keep hold of your friend, and you’ll be okay. It was nice meeting you Galahad.”
“You too...thanks,” Arthur clapped his shoulder one last time and made his way back to the group, passing Gawain on the way as his friend leapt back onto his stool.
“Kill me later,” he said cheerfully and Galahad laughed as he pushed lightly at his shoulder.
“I’m pushing you in front of the first moving vehicle I see,” he threatened and Gawain swatted him with his programme before handing it to him with a gentle smile. Returning it Galahad read the message from Merlin and smiled.
To Galahad, persevere and you too may have your own prat to love and adore. Good luck to you, Merlin (and Arthur) xx
Fin
