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Hey everyone... I have been dwelling on a CATS Fanfic for sometime now, and decided to start it… This is it then.
Disclaimer: I don't own cats, or any pretty much anything in this story.
**If you can tell me what was the only thing lost by in this story, I am naming a character after you!**
"Hurry, Demeter! Munk will be sooooooo angry if the sun's up and we aren't back! Hurry!" said the dark red, and black cat with a white chest. Her eyes were wide and brimming with pure innocence, and she was barely any older than a kitten. Her reddish fur was on end as she ran through the deserted alley way with two other cats.
"Don't worry Jemima…. Munk knows I was out for the night to see my old friend." Said a black and gold cat with some patches of white, black, and red, her melted-gold eyes moving through the alley as if something was chasing them and was hidden, but then relaxed for only a moment, as she saw no one.
"Oi! Jemimah! Keep ya wiskah's on! We're tryin' to kee' up wif you!" Said an orange, white and black striped cat giggled. Her neck had a string of fat round pearls that she had obviously stolen from some poor human family she just visited again that very night. Along with the pearls, a new silver necklace with a pendant of a moon laid on her neck.
If you learn proper English and stopped stealing from every poor human you pass by, I might be a bit calmer, thought Jemima, staring a tad bit enviously at the new necklace she stole.
"Rumpleteazer, I told you as we ran into you that we would escort you home, but if you keep living up to your name by teasing Jemima, then I might-" The black and gold cat sighed, but suddenly stopping, her ear twitching, then moving to her left corner of her mouth. She shook her head and darted ahead of Jemima, then stopping in front of the street, as a few cars drove lazily past. The youngest one, Jemima, ran next to her, with the orange one, Rumpleteazer, trotting behind them.
"Straight across this road is the Junkyard." The oldest cat, Demeter, said while exhaling.
"Wot were ya two doin' an'way, tis late and such'" Rumpleteazer sniffed.
"We were visiting an old friend of Demeter's. Her name was… Prismala, wasn't it? Well, anyway, we met her and-"Jemima started.
"Hush… Rumpleteazer knows Prismala." Demeter said, right before she sprinted across the street, quickly followed by Jemima. Rumpleteazer ran, but not as quick as the others, across lat. She smiled a crooked smile, but it vanished as she saw a large balding human walking by. She yelped and ran into the Junkyard, leaving the youngest queen by herself. The large human walked over and smiled cruelly and kicked, not very hard thankfully, into the Junkyard and into a moldy mattress. Jemima was lying there, trying to get up.
"Jemima? Are you alright?" Demeter asked, rushing to her. She helped Jemima get up, as Rumpleteazer stood by, giving a small flash of sympathy. As Demeter helped Jemima up, Jemima couldn't help but feel gratitude to the queen. She stood up, and saw Rumpleteazer, smiling crookedly.
"'Ome h'man's can be anoyin'. Here, hav' the pendan', I don' wan' it no more." Rumpleteazer sniffed. "Jerrie wouldv'e proba'ly steal it an'ways. Speakin' of which' I prob'bly hav' to go mee' 'im. See you two." And without another word, she ran off the other direction, only after throwing the pendant on the ground, where Jemima picked it up, smiling. She turned to Demeter, who was shaking her head.
"I should probably go to Munk. I will see you later, okay?" Demeter said, turning away. Jemima nodded and watched the queen dart away, swiftly. Jemima gave an audible sigh, wishing she had someone like Munk as a mate, or a brother as compatible as Mungojerrie. She was the only one left without a mate or someone to just be with. Even her best friend, Victoria, has been going steady with Plato, a tom (In Jemima's opinion) that was to old for Vicki.
"You okay, Jemima? " Said a new voice, sounding slightly amused, but alarmed Jemima none of the less. She turned and saw the person she last wanted to see.
And that is were I leave you! Please, I need critique!