Hey readers, my name's Carly and this is my very first fan fiction story ever! It really doesn't have a plot yet, this is kind of a sneak peek, but I'm sure the story will progress in future episodes. Read below to learn how to help make the plot more scandalous and juicy! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Cats and I never will :)

CATS: THE REALITY SHOW

*Theme song plays*

"It's those adorable cats, that you love and adore. They'll take your heart with one simple purr. I can guarantee they'll have you begging for more. You'll fall head over heels for their cuddly, soft fur! It's… the CATS!"

Hostess (we'll call her Jenna): Hello jellicles and pollicles across the nation! My name is Jenna Wadsworth and this is the sneak peak of CATS! *Over exaggerated grin* Today we'll be peeking in on the real life of a few of your favorite junkyard felines including Bombalurina, The Rum Tum Tugger, Quaxo, Cassandra, Coricopat, Tantomile, Victoria, Mungojerrie, and Rumpleteazer! We will include unscripted footage of the lives of these ever-so-lively toms and queens, along with one-on-one interviews that you, the viewers, can contribute to. All you have to do is send your question/comment in a review of the episode and it will be read on next showing of your new favorite show, CATS! Well, since we only have an hour's time, we should get going! Enjoy!

*Camera zooms in on the den of Quaxo where he stands in front of a half-shattered car mirror, adjusting his tuxedo-like coat. Victoria, his younger sister, lies on a musty, old rug as she watches a fly buzz around her face*

Quaxo: Victoria, I know you are young and don't know any better, but would you please kill that fly. Do you know how many diseases that bug could carry?

Victoria: Quit being like daddy, (Bustopher Jones) Bubby. We live in a junkyard and we eat mice. I don't think this poor, little bug is going to hurt us. Besides, I don't wanna kill him, I feel bad for him because he's so small. The world must seems so giant and scary to him!

Quaxo: Ahh, Vicky. Sometimes, I don't understand little siblings, but I'm glad I have a caring younger sister like you instead of a rebel kitten.

Victoria: Awh! *Looks up at Quaxo with admiring eyes* I'm so glad I have a responsible bubby like you instead of some strict, old fart! *Giggles*

Quaxo: Victoria, why don't you go and run along with your friends?

Victoria: Okay, I will, soon. Quax?

Quaxo: Yes?

Victoria: *Has a slightly upset look in her eyes* Do you ever get lonely?

Quaxo: Well, yes. Everyone gets lonely, Vic. There's so much more I could say, but you go run with your kitten friends. We'll discuss this later. I love you.

Victoria: I love you too, bubby.

*The two share a quick nuzzle filled with family love as the camera focuses in on Bombalurina sitting comfortably on a torn up chair in her den. A sudden knock is heard on the door*

Bombalurina: Who is it?

Tugger: *In a flirtatious accent* Meow.

Bombalurina: Oh, Tugger. Don't you have some kittens to flirt with or something? I'm relaxing.

Tugger: No, ma'am. I think I've outgrown the little ones. I'd much rather have a queen. In fact, a red queen with a white chest and black spots. Any idea where I can find one?

Bombalurina: Yeah, go find your sister-in-law (Demeter).

Tugger: No, I was thinking someone that looked similar to her but a little taller and leaner.

Bombalurina: Get lost, Tug.

Tugger: Ah, I see, you're just playing hard to get. Typical Bomba.

Bombalurina: You're always on the wrong side of every door, including this one.

Tugger: Well, I just got home, so now I'd like to get about. Come catch a mouse or two with me. I'm starving.

*Silence from Bomba*

Tugger: *In that irresistible tone* Meow.

Bombalurina: I'll be right out.

*Tugger grins to himself as he waits, a little impatiently, outside of Bombalurina's den. The camera now pans over to Cassandra, a sleek, beautiful cat. She is laying on the edge of a stone wall*

Cassandra (to herself): I wish someone paid a bit more attention to me. *Glances over at Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer sitting under a tree, plotting their next burglary* Even the bad guys have mates or friends. Everyone does, except me.. and Quaxo. Am I not good enough?

*Cassandra sighs as the camera shifts over to Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer*

Rumpleteazer: *Signature laugh* Mungo, I am so excited for this next burglary. We'll be eatin' good for a long, long time, righ'? *Grins*

Mungojerrie: You betcha, sister. So, let's get this correc'. You'll go in through the back door, and I'll climb in through the roof, righ'? *Grins*

Rumpleteazer: Righ'. *Nudges brother* Now, which was which cat?

*The camera zooms out as the two share a laugh and takes the viewers directly to a scene of Coricopat and Tantomile just sitting across from each other in an open field, staring into each others eyes*

Coricopat (telepathically to Tantomile): I'm sorry, Tanto. I know you're upset, but can we please practice a little more?

Tantomile (telepathically to Coricopat): Cori, I'm not in the mood. Can't your powers wait a little longer to be strengthened? I'm in a terrible mood.

Coricopat: I know, sister. We'll work things out though, I promise.

Tantomile: I don't know how much longer I can go without being told the true facts. A childhood of raising myself was miserable, but I just ignored the emotions. But now, as an adult, I just want to know, I have nothing to look forward to.

Coricopat: I know. I wish I knew our parents too.

*The screen fades out*

Jenna: Now that you've got a general idea of our cats and the troubles they face, I would like to inform you once again of the way you can contribute to the show! Just send any questions for the cats/comments about the show/suggestions in a review or a private message and then next episode, your feedback will be presented! Thanks for watching and I hope you get involved with us! Tune in for the season premier, coming soon to a fan fiction site near you!