Disclaimer: I don't own Cats and I never will. I don't own any of the characters except one, literally! :D Pepper is my real-life cat. She's amazin:]
Ch 1: Humans, Pollicles, and Rain, Oh My!
"Pepper? Pepper, where are you, little neko," my human called quietly. It was midnight, and that was her curfew. Thank Heaviside. "There you are! Come here, cat," she said affectionately. Sigh, sorry Ryann, not tonight. I walked up to her, and rubbed against her leg. She rubbed behind my ears, and I purred. When she went to pick me up, I darted away. "Sigh, alright Pepper. Have fun wherever it is that you're going." If only she knew how much fun I would be having. Heh. As I ran to the Junkyard, my bell tinkled quietly, and I smiled. I loved that bell. Whilst running through the streets, I was chased by a Pollicle. Oh, Heaviside! I ran away as the slobbering, barking beast chased after me. I darted back and forth across the alley, and finally hid behind a dumpster. Everlasting Cat, how I hate Pollicles! Well, I take that back. One of my closest friends is a Pollicle. She's my human's sister's pet, and she's actually very nice, if a little stupid. Her name's Penny. Original, right? Well, anyway, I sat behind the dumpster, panting.
"Here, kitty! Come out and play! I won't 'urt you, I promise," the Pollicle said nastily. I jumped out of my hiding spot and slashed his snout open. "Ow, that 'urt you mangy cat!" Who's he calling mangy? At that, I pounced on him, slashing at his face and hissing. By the time I was done, the Pollicle beast was skittering away, whimpering. Serves you right, jerk. I flitted away, continuing my journey to the Junkyard.
Right as I got to the Junkyard entrance, it started to rain. Could this evening get any worse? I jumped over the fence, startling Alonzo who was laying inside a microwave on patrols. I ran to the den my parents, sister, and I shared when we weren't with our respective human families. "Hey, guys!" I said as I scampered into the den.
"Goodness, Pepper, you're soaked!" my mother exclaimed.
"No, really Demeter? She looks like she just walked under a hair dryer," the ever sarcastic Bombalurina said. My mother shot her a death glare.
"Hey, Pepps!" Jemima squealed. I love my little sister.
"Hey Jem! How are you today?" I said. I didn't hug her, because I didn't want to get her wet.
"I'm good. Look what my human gave me!" she scampered off to her room and brought back a little purple, fuzzy toy mouse. "It's catnip flavored!" she squealed. Ah, good ole' catnip. All the other kittens are wild for it, but I myself could live without it.
"Wow, Jem! That's cool!" I said, happy for her. She ran off to go hide her treasure. I laughed.
My dad stalked into the den, soaked. "Wow, dad, you're wetter than I am!" I said. He laughed.
"Well, I had to go on my nightly rounds. I am the Protector of the Tribe," he said.
"Hey, Munkustrap," Aunt Bomba said.
"Hello Bombalurina," he replied politely.
"Munku, I have dinner ready," my mom said, rubbing her head to his. It's cute how she'll still do that even though he's soaking wet.
"Thank you, darling," he said smiling and kissed her. Ah, love. Maybe I'll find that some day.
"Bomba, you're welcome to stay for dinner and avoid the rain," Mom offered.
"Thanks, Demi, but I have kits and a mate to get back to." She hugged my mom, and left out into the rain. It was odd, Bombalurina finally having settled down. She and my uncle, Tugger, were mates. My cousins were Victoria and Admetus. Vicky was nice, but a little self absorbed, and Addie, well, he's just quiet. After dinner, which consisted of some mice she and Jem had hunted today, the rain finally subsided. Jem and I went out to play.