Hiya, folks! I was gonna work on some other stories but this came to mind.

A fanfic about the Cattanooga Cats!

Different, isn't it?

Well, here it is,

Just Tell Her Already! GEEZ!

Country, Kitty Jo, Scoots and Groove belong to Hanna-Barbera

Enjoy.

Country, the lead singer/guitarist of the Cattanooga Cats and Kitty Jo, a singer and dancer for the same band, have known each other for years and despite what the media will tell you, they aren't officially together. All because Country is too much of a wuss to ask her out.

Even back in high school, he just couldn't do it.

Back then, he wasn't exactly high on the social ladder. Kids mostly saw him as that doofy looking orange cat who was too tall, too skinny and always wore a big ugly, dorky, dark green hat, though it later became his trademark. Kitty Jo, on the other hand, was one of the most popular girls and certainly one of the most beautiful, with her perfectly groomed light pink fur and long magenta hair, matched with a pretty face and a perfect body. She practically had the voice of an angel.

Prom was coming up fast and Country actually spent the week working up the nerve to ask her to be his date. But, as soon as he walked up to her, his brain and mouth weren't working right.

"Hi, Country," she greeted him, somehow remembering his name, smiling though it grew into a look of confusion, as she grew concerned for Country, "What's wrong" she then tried to joke, "Cat got your tongue?" she then giggled at that joke but it soon dead down when she saw his face.

"I uh- well- I was- kinda, sorta... wondering," he stuttered, forcing the words out, "If you would..."

"Yes?" she asked, her lovely eyes shining so bright.

"If you would- if you would..." he kept trying, only to lose the battle, inaudibly added, "Go?"

Kitty Jo reached out to touch his cheek, asking, voice filled to the brim with concern, "Hey, are you okay?"

He slowly nodded, blinking back tears, unsure of how to react to her hand on his face, then suddenly out of nowhere, he pushed past her, running away, shouting, "Get away from me!"

She was knocked against the lockers but, wasn't hurt too bad.

Country didn't go to prom but he heard that Kitty Jo went to Prom with the captain of the football team and were "Prom King and Prom Queen."

*.*.*

Later, after high school, Country met a pair of rockers by the names of Scoots and Groove. Scoots may be a short, green furred cat but he can play one heck of a bass. Groove was a big guy, very muscular, with a body covered in blue fur with black hair on the top of his head. So with Country as guitarist and singer, they decided to start a band, though, they hadn't thought of a good name at this point. But they decided that they needed one more member so, they posted fliers around town. Kitty Jo herself was the first and only one who answered.

Country couldn't believe it when she walked in through the door but, there she was, wearing a purple long-sleeved dress and a green scarf with matching boots, asking, "Is this the place with the band?" holding a flier. Suddenly, she stopped and stared wide eyed at Country, dropping her flier, asking softly, "Country? Is that you?" walked up to him, saying, "It's me, Kitty Jo, remember?"

Country could feel his face heating up as he nodded, mouth agape. But, as soon as he noticed that she and his friends were looking at him funny, he quickly cleared his throat, saying, "Alright, Kitty, I know that you can sing and dance and you know that you can sing and dance, but my friends, Scoots and Groove here," he then gestured to them, "don't," so he then handed her a lyrics sheet, "Now show 'em!"

She then nodded as the music began to play as she looked the lyrics over and began to sing.

"She's even better than I remember," thought Country, smiling as he strummed along with his guitar, "And she dances wonderfully."

When the song ended, Kitty Jo turned to the boys, asking, "How was that?"

"Amazing!" shouted Country, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, which caused his band mates to snicker at him.

Scoots then said, "Well, she's actually pretty good."

"Thanks," she said, smiling sweetly, before asking, "So, who wrote this?" looking the song over again, "It's so pretty!"

"Country!" piped up Groove, chuckling a bit, due to the guitarist sudden sense of embarrassment.

*.*.*

Years later, their band, which they called The Cattanooga Cats, have become one of the most popular bands out there. But despite all of the songs he wrote about her and all of the music videos that depicted them getting together and concert performances where she would give him a kiss on the cheek after a duet, he never truly worked up the nerve to ask her out. Oh, how he yearned for her but, every time he would tried, he would start to freeze up and it was during one of these, where Kitty Jo actually angrily left the group, which left poor Country heart-broken. After nights of scolding himself, he began work on a brand new song, one that he hoped would get Kitty Jo to accept his apology and back into the band, despite what he accidentally said.

'Wait a Minute for Country' went on to top the charts and became one of their biggest hit. Best of all, Kitty Jo returned and wasn't as mad at him anymore.

*.*.*

If Scoots and Groove hadn't noticed, which they did since the beginning, they sure missed a lot.

Tonight was the night of their latest sold-out concert and since Kitty Jo was out doing errands, including walking her dog, Teeny Tim, it was just the guys hanging out. Scoots and Groove were in the kitchen, laughing about something while Country was sitting on the couch, strumming a little ditty to practice.

Suddenly, the two snuck up to Country, scaring him, after while they laughed harder, slapping some high-fours.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny," replied Country, rolling his eyes.

"Not as funny as our rehearsal earlier," pointed out Scoots between laughing.

Groove joined in with, "Yeah what with you hitting the wrong notes because you were busy making googly eyes at Kitty and all."

Country, eyes widening in horror, asked, "You know?"

"Yes," answered both Scoots and Groove at the same time, grinning, "Since the beginning."

Country, hand on his forehead, slumped into his seat.

"So...?" asked Groove, causally, "When are you planning on telling her?"

Country sighed, shaking his head, asking quietly, "Why would a girl like her go for a guy like me?"

Suddenly, Scoots punched him, shouting, "Don't feed us the cliche line! There's a lot more to you than there is to you! And I know I stole that line from 'The Producers', but it's true."

"Yeah, what's stopping you?" asked Groove, "I mean you wrote a frickin' song about you apologizing to her for something."

"I accidentally insulted her," he explained, rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed, "While trying to ask her out... again."

"What exactly did you say to her any way?" asked Groove, curious.

Embarrassed, he quickly whispered what he said to her, since he never forgot, into his friends' ears.

"Dude!" exclaimed Scoots, "There's epic fail and there's what you said! No wonder she left!"

"Don't remind me."

Groove then said, putting his hand on Country's shoulder, "You gotta tell her tonight, during our concert, before our very last song or else we will," he then put his hand over his heart in a mock-pledge, "And we swear to do it in the most humiliating way possible."

"What?!"

"Yeah," agreed Scoots, grinning, "We may be best friends, we may be like brothers, but we are not your wingmen," then faced Country and asked the most serious of questions: "How are you at kissing and I'm talking lip-on-lip action, not cheek pecking?"

"I-I-I-," he nervously stuttered, blushing like mad.

"Oh my gosh!" exclaimed Scoots, wide-eyed, "You've never been kissed!"

"Oh, boy," groaned Groove, putting his hand on his forehead, as if he had a headache, "Just tell her already, geez!"

*.*.*

Finally, they were playing at their sold-out concert and boy, were they great? Though Country had been having problems, like getting distracted by Kitty Jo's dancing, when he's supposed to be singing a cover of the song 'Pretty in Pink' by The Psychedelic Furs and fell off the stage, hurting himself, though, not enough to get him to stop performing.

He did have a lot on his mind, "What if I can't do it? If I couldn't do it before, what makes Scoots and Groove think I can ask her out now? What did they mean by making this more humiliating for me? What if my tongue trips me again?! Must I always be alone!?"

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by Groove asking, loudly, "Country, isn't there something you'd like to ask Kitty Jo?"

Country, confused, turned to him, asking, "What?"

"Well, it's the last song."

"What's he talking about, Country?" asked Kitty Jo, walking up to him, "What did you want to ask me?"

Country, gulping, put Kitty Jo's hands in his, looked into her eyes, asking, "Kitty Jo, I- I was wondering if you would... if you would..."

Not wanting to see his buddy be defeated, Groove began to drum roll to help encourage him.

It worked as Country was finally able to spit out, "GO OUT WITH ME!?"

While both Groove and Scoots both facepalmed, the entire crowd awwed, except for fangirls who didn't want to lose their chance with the singer/guitarist.

Kitty Jo answered by giving Country one big kiss on the lips, which probably meant 'yes'.

The rest of the band and the crowd whooped it up, except for those fangirls, they were angry. As soon as Country and Kitty Jo parted from each other, Scoots shouted jokingly, "Not bad for your first time, aye Country?"

Before Country could do anything, Groove shouted out, "Let's hear it for the happy couple!" pounding on his drums.

The crowd went wild... except for the- you know.

Country then went back to his microphone stand, saying, "I think we're ready for one more song, how about you guys?"

Everybody, including those fangirls agreed.

"Let's show 'em how to really rock!"

As so, Country, after all these years, was finally able to get the girl, though he needed a little encouragement. He was very lucky tonight, it could have been a lot more worst for him. His friends could have humiliated him, in front of the crowd and Kitty Jo, but didn't. Kitty Jo could have rejected him, which was what he likely feared. Yes, things could have been different, with similar or different outcomes.

Okay, this was fun and I plan on writing an alternate ending for this story. I just love these cats!